Chapter Thirteen: The First Heard of the Golden Gate
"Huh!" Seeing that Wang Mazi came to slap him, Gui Zhong snorted angrily. Without moving his feet or body, he floated three feet away. With a snap, Wang Mazi's palm naturally didn't hit him.
Instead, Gui Zhong's face was slapped directly on the altar table under the statue.
"Ah, it hurts me to death!" Wang Mazi screamed, and slapped the palm on the solid wood altar table. The pain penetrated to the bone marrow, making him scream on the spot, and the muscles on his face were a little distorted.
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Just from this move, Gui Zhong could see that Zhao Laoer and Wang Mazi's kung fu was mediocre, they could only do a few punches and kicks at best, and they were all superficial kung fu from the outer sect. They were simply out of place in the world, and they were bullied.
The people in the mountains are fine, but against a martial artist like him, that's really not enough.
Screaming in pain, Wang Mazi's heart was filled with rage, and his triangular eyes suddenly turned red. Under the dim light, he looked even more ferocious and hateful. He turned his head and roared at Zhao Laoer, "Zhao Laoer."
Second brother, what the hell are you still looking at? This kid is a bit weird. Let’s go together and kill him directly. Damn, you dare to tease me like this. I really don’t want to live anymore.”
Wang Mazi was in the middle of the game and didn't see Gui Zhong's movements clearly just now, but Zhao Laoer took a rough look at the side and saw that the young Taoist just flashed strangely, and Wang Mazi's slap fell on him.
When he reached the empty space, his heart suddenly suddenly felt cold, and a cold air rose behind him. While he was still hesitating, Wang Mazi roared angrily, which interrupted the train of thought in his mind. When he thought about it again, this Taoist
He seemed to be young and not very capable. Maybe he was just blinded by it. Now, he was no longer afraid. He laughed evilly, stood up, and came to Wang Mazi's side in a few steps.
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"Hey, kid, it's your fault today for how dare you offend our brother from Black Tiger Village, Mazi, let's take down this guy together!"
Gui Zhong watched with cold eyes, watching the two little characters summing up on the side. Two pairs of stern eyes shot over, and the wind blew. One was thin, the other was burly, and two figures came to kill them.
Mr. Zhao flipped his hand over and took out a thick-backed machete. The blade was dark red and was obviously stained with blood. This man was tall and strong. He swung the machete with a loud sound and a shining light.
It's not that he is useless. And that Wang Mazi is thin and thin, and the thing in his hand is also a dark dagger. His steps are flickering, like a poisonous snake, which adds a bit of sinisterness.
In a blink of an eye, the two men were in front of Gui Zhong. "Well done!" Gui Zhong shouted softly, and Gui Zhong suddenly stood up without taking out the sword from his waist, and was ready to take down these two people with his bare hands.
The broadsword rolled, the sword wind was fierce, and the sharp aura enveloped the upper half of Gui Zhong's body. His forehead, neck, and chest felt slightly cold. Although Zhao Laoer was not very skilled in martial arts, he was obviously used to it and had rich experience.
His attacks were ruthless, and he would kill people when he struck. He specifically looked for vulnerable places to attack. Gui Zhong snorted coldly, and swayed and swayed, as if in a trance like a wisp of green smoke.
He came out, sharply and quickly, with a hissing sound, and instantly grabbed Zhao Laoer's right wrist bone, with a click, and with a tight squeeze, the man's wrist bone was crushed by him, and a shrill wail suddenly sounded in the dark mountain temple.
Almost at the same time, Wang Mazi's attack had arrived. This man made a vicious move. His thin body turned around and came to the back of Gui Zhong. The dark dagger silently stabbed Gui Zhong's waist and eyes. This sword strike
If this happens, his kidneys will rupture immediately and he will definitely die. This shows that this person is even more ruthless than Zhao Laoer.
"Hmph, what a ruthless thief, looking for death!" Gui Zhong has such a level of cultivation, he is a top-notch figure among the second-rate masters, and in this world of Luding, except for a few first-rate masters, he can do anything
He had very few opponents. Although Wang Mazi's attack was strange and cruel, he didn't take it seriously. He stepped forward and struck a palm with his backhand. The wind of the palm was released, and he hit the ridge of the dagger directly.
There was a metallic buzzing sound, and Wang Mazi felt the tiger's mouth heat up, and a sharp and dense force came. Half of his arms cracked, as if the muscles and bones were about to break at this moment, and his heart was immediately horrified.
I didn’t know that I had met a master this time.
"No, this guy is so powerful. I'm no match for him. I'll take the best strategy. When I get back to the village, gather the troops and charge with dozens of people, then I can hope to kill this guy!"
Thinking of this, Wang Mazi ignored the severe pain in half of his arm and immediately thought of running away. Unfortunately, Gui Zhong was such a master, he slapped the dagger in his hand with one palm, without stopping, and changed his technique three times in a row.
A series of palm shadows were drawn in the void, and with a pop, they were pressed on Wang Mazi's chest.
His palm contains the true power of the inner family. It seems to be as light as a feather, but in fact it is as dense as iron. It has a taste of Taoist cotton palm. It is a way of generating energy that he has figured out in his daily life. Wang Mazi's kung fu is mediocre, and it is even more unreasonable.
There was no way the internal martial arts could withstand it. With a few clicks, the sternum was completely shattered, blood spurted from the mouth and nose, and he was dead before his eyesight.
In just a few fights, it was like lightning. Gui Zhong only made less than three moves. Zhao Laoer and Wang Mazi were both killed and the other injured. This was because Gui Zhong had reservations. He was just facing the enemy with bare hands. If he used his sword,
Fa Lai, I am afraid that these two people will be killed on the spot with one sword strike. He is just dealing with two minor characters. He Gui Zhong doesn't even bother to use sword skills. Such trash characters can be dismissed casually.
Gui Zhong Zisheng was so relaxed and casual, but Zhao Laoer was almost frightened to death. He covered one arm and looked horrified. He could see Wang Mazi's fate clearly. This man pressed Wang Mazi's head gently with his palm.
Immediately, there was a sound of bones breaking in front of his chest, and then Wang Mazi fell softly to the ground, obviously dead. How could he not be shocked? There was only a look of horror on his face.
It's just as vicious as before.
"It's incredible, it's incredible, I met an expert this time. It's over, it's over. How could such a powerful expert appear in such a shabby mountain temple!"
Zhao Laoer complained endlessly, knowing that he was in doom today.
Gui Zhong didn't care what Zhao Laoer thought, and took a few steps out to the entrance of the ruined temple. He saw a dark sack on the ground, trembling faintly. He pointed it into a sword and stabbed the sack.
He had already cut it open, revealing a young girl inside, wearing a water-green dress. Under the dim light of the fire, her small face was pale, and her body was still trembling, she was obviously very frightened.
This girl was young, only fifteen or sixteen years old, with a fair complexion and good looks. No wonder the two of them, Zhao and Lao Er, wanted to take her with them on this windy and snowy night.
"Zhao Laoer, tell me, what's going on with this woman?"
His eyes fell on Zhao Laoer like cold lightning. This ferocious man was filled with excitement. He couldn't care less about the pain on his wrist. He crawled to Gui Zhong's side and knelt directly on the ground.
"Master Dao, have mercy on me, Master Dao, have mercy on me. This woman was captured by the villain and Wang Mazi from Xiaowangzhuang thirty miles away. She was originally going to return to the village and give it to the boss, but she didn't expect it. She didn't expect to meet her on the way.
When we get to Dao Master, this, this..."
Zhao Laoer was so frightened that he trembled and spoke awkwardly.
"Where are you bandits, and who is the leader?"
Gui Zhong frowned, as expected, this woman was a daughter of a good family, and it was miserable to be kidnapped by this thief. Just by doing this, he knew that the village where Zhao Lao Er and Wang Mazi lived were usually doing evil things.
"Master Dao, Master Dao, our village is called Black Tiger Village. It is quite famous in this area. Our leader is Lord Black Tiger. His kung fu is amazing. Ahem, of course compared to Master Dao.
It’s nothing.”
When Gui Zhong asked, Zhao Laoer naturally answered everything and did not dare not to answer. This Taoist killed one person with just a wave of his hand. He was obviously not a soft-hearted person. If he could not be satisfied today, his life would be lost at any time.
Well, how dare he hide anything under such circumstances.
"Oh? Your boss, Black Tiger, is very good at Kung Fu. Tell me, how much do you know about him? Which Kung Fu does he use?"
Gui Zhong raised his eyebrows, a little surprised. His eyes were so powerful. From Zhao Laoer's words, he could see that the master's kung fu should be good, but this small Black Tiger Village could actually produce masters. This
But it's a little strange.
In this Luding world, according to Gui Zhong's knowledge, although there are martial arts masters, there are really not many who come out to rob homes and become bandits. Prince Mu's Mansion, Tiandihui, Shenlong Sect, Qing Court, Taiwan's Zheng Family, and others
There are martial arts sects such as Shaolin and Huashan, but these forces have almost gathered all the masters in the world. How can a little-known copycat still have masters?
"Master Haojiao learned that our Black Tiger Village was not very powerful before. We only did small businesses to make ends meet. The current boss only appeared three years ago. He is very mysterious and has extremely good skills. We
The former big boss had a few tricks up his sleeve, but he was killed without even making a move. As for the origin of this big boss, he never said anything, but the young man once accidentally discovered this.
The master also has some junior brothers, all of whom are extraordinary. It seems that I vaguely heard that they are members of the Jinding Sect, but I don’t know the specific details of the younger ones."
Mr. Zhao said tremblingly, but he didn't see Gui Zhong's eyes suddenly light up.
"Jindingmen, Jindingmen, this Liaodong Jindingmen should be under the command of Wu Sangui, so this Black Tiger Village is still Wu Sangui's handiwork?"
In a daze, Gui Zhong had a guess in his mind, especially the Golden Top Sect, which impressed him deeply. This sect came from Liaodong and had its own kung fu. It practiced it to such a high level that not a single hair was left on its head. At least he knew this.
The sect has a high figure, Yang Yizhi, who is considered the number one figure in the Luding world.
"Okay, let's do this for today. Early tomorrow morning, send this girl back home, and then you take me to Black Tiger Village."
Gui Zhong made up his mind to go to Black Tiger Village to meet the master of Jindingmen. Zhao Laoer naturally did not dare to refute, but he was a little happy in his heart. In this way, his life was temporarily saved.
"Looking at the look of this Taoist master, is it possible that he still wants to go to Black Tiger Village to cause trouble for the master? That's not bad. When they start fighting, I can escape in the chaos."
Although Zhao Laoer looks rough, he is not a fool. Many thoughts suddenly appeared in his mind. For mobile phone users, please visit http://m.piaotian.net