For motorcycles, even if you really press the accelerator into the gas tank, you still can't beat a car, because a two-wheeled one is destined to never be able to run with four wheels, let alone a modified Dongfeng Warrior.
Xu Rui wanted to let Xiang Que fly away, but he had no choice. The co-pilot was sitting with Zhang Bolin staring at him coldly. It would have been embarrassing to let Xiang Que go.
He stepped on the accelerator as if he was about to panic, and held Xiang Que tightly. The distance between the warrior and the motorcycle was only about twenty meters.
"Slow down, you don't have to catch up with him, just keep an eye on him." In the car, Zhang Bolin saw that the warrior was about to overtake the motorcycle, so he gave the order calmly.
"What, this is a cat catching a mouse. If you catch it, why don't you kill it first and have fun?" Xu Rui said disdainfully: "We have really caught up. Do you think we can be Xiang Que?"
Are you afraid of your opponent?"
Zhang Bolin immediately sneered: "That's why I asked you to slow down."
Although Zhang Bolin's worldly sophistication was a little lower than that of normal people, it did not mean that his IQ was not good. He could see it. Although the people in the car were ordered to chase Xiang Que, it was obvious that they had no intention of taking action. It was really possible to do so.
He is the only one now. Since Zhang Bolin was struck by that lightning yesterday, Zhang Bolin has not recovered from his injuries, and half of his martial arts has been disabled. When he is still intact, he may not be able to surrender to Xiang Que, let alone
He is still injured, and Zhang Bolin is waiting for reinforcements to come to support him, so he only needs to bite the person, and others will naturally do the work.
The mouth of the river is a town. Whether it runs east-west or north-south, you can measure the mouth of the river with two legs in ten minutes. It didn't take long for the Dongfeng Warriors to chase the motorcycle. The two chasing parties had already reached the deserted area, surrounded by
It was a vast expanse of grassland, with windblown grass and no cattle or sheep visible. There were only green grass that could not be seen at the edge and a figure wearing a white robe.
On the grassland, the breeze was blowing. A figure in a white robe stood with his hands behind his back. The breeze blew his long hair tied behind his head and moved with the wind. His white robe was spotless and long and fluttered. He was in his fifties and had a bleak figure.
He is skinny and seems to be extremely weak. If you put this person in the world of martial arts, the first thing that comes to mind is Chen Qingzhi.
Chen Qingzhi, courtesy name Ziyun, was a general of the Liang Dynasty in the Southern and Northern Dynasties. He seemed to be weak and frail, but his thin bones had a soaring heroic spirit. He did not have the Changshan Zhao Zilong who rode alone to save the world, but he also once entered the country alone.
The army of the Northern Wei Dynasty took the general's head, and it was so serious and unrestrained.
Chen Qingzhi from White Horse Exploring Flowers, a generation of elegant military generals!
It’s just that this man is missing a white horse!
The figure in white robe raised his head calmly, looking at the motorcycle speeding in the distance, his eyes lightly falling on Xiang Que's body behind him.
It had only been a few months since we had seen each other. This young man who was just starting out had gone from being dismissive of me to being able to fight a few moves without losing. Now, was he going to take action himself?
"Stop the car, master" Xiang Que sighed leisurely.
"What's going on? The gas hasn't been turned on yet, why can't you leave?" The man from the northwest asked in confusion with a thick accent.
"If you really run out of gas in your motorcycle, are you going to let the motorcycle ride you back?" Xiang Que patted the driver's shoulder and said, "Stop the car, go ahead, I'll stay here and take a look.
landscape"
"Crunch" the motorcycle stopped and Xiang Que got off the car. The driver smiled sweetly at him and turned the front of the car back to the river mouth. Then the Dongfeng Warriors also arrived, and Zhang Bolin couldn't wait to jump out of the car.
Xu Rui leaned against the car door and looked at the white-robed figure who was only about ten meters away from Xiang Que. He sighed and said, "Is this a fight between gods?"
Pei Dongcao frowned and said, "You have spent a lot of money to hire the headmaster of the Tianshi Sect?"
Xu Rui scratched his head in shame and said shyly: "We are all the same young people. Compared with him, we are several levels behind him."
Zhang Qingfang, the contemporary headmaster of Beimang Celestial Master, is the fifty-eighth generation descendant of Zhang Daoling, the founder of Taoism. He has been in charge of Celestial Master for thirty-six years. He rarely leaves the temple, but now he has been teaching twice in a row for more than a year.
The first time I stepped out of Beiman Mountain, it was the same young man who did everything.
"The people of Gujing Temple should not be underestimated. More than a year ago, Qi Changqing went to Beimang Mountain and was so stunned that everyone in the Tianshi Sect did not dare to act rashly. A few months later, when I went to the capital, you were able to withstand my moves at a young age.
But I am not defeated. In a few months, someone will deal with you Gujingguan, but they will personally invite me out of the mountain gate to have you operated on. Although I am a little embarrassed to deal with you, a junior, I have to say that I
I am the only one in Beimang who is qualified to take action. Others coming here are just to add to the joke, so I will take the trouble to go there. Xiang Que, you have already entered Tongyin in the capital a few months ago.
, in a few months, I think my cultivation will be getting better. If I do something to you, it doesn’t mean that I have gone beyond the rules of practicing Feng Shui and cultivating Yin and Yang. If I want to spread the word, outsiders will not be able to make irresponsible remarks. What I say is
Thinking about it, I feel a little ashamed. After all, there is a thirty-year gap in cultivation between you and me, but from your point of view, this life is enough for you."
Xiang Que smiled faintly and said: "That means that if you beat me up, I have to say thank you, right? It seems to be quite a face-saving thing. Zhang Tianshi, are you talking about praise or criticism?"
"To be honest, I have to look at you with admiration as a young man," Zhang Qingfang said seriously.
Although the relationship was hostile, Zhang Qingfang had to admit that a year ago Qi Changqing suppressed the entire Beimang from daring to act. More than a year later, a junior was reduced to asking him to take action personally. There were only four people in Gujing Temple.
It can make these thousand-year-old Taoist sects fearful. If Gujingguan does not continue to suppress them, the three major sects of Longhu, Tianshi and Maoshan will sooner or later become the laughingstock of others.
When Zhang Qingfang takes action, the first thing he must do is to seek an explanation for his son. After all, Zhang Shoucheng is now a semi-invalid person. Secondly, what he has to do is to tell Gujing Guan that if you continue to do this, it will make many people feel unhappy.
dissatisfied.
"I have seen the Heavenly Master." Zhang Bolin raised his hands and saluted Zhang Qingfang.
Zhang Qingfang raised his head and gestured. Zhang Bolin looked slightly embarrassed. Even though he was a major disciple of Kunlun, there was obviously a big difference in the importance he paid to him and to Xiang Que.
One spoke at length, while the other just raised his head to signal. You can tell the weight at a glance.
Zhang Bolin put down his hand and said to Xiang Que: "If you hand over the dragon ball, this matter may still be discussed."
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