"Don't worry, I won't make you wait too long." Ma Xiaoyao said confidently: "In a few years, I will beat you down and make you docile, so that you can see
I get chills from the bottom of my heart." Anyway, you don't have to pay taxes when you brag. You can brag as much as you can. No matter what, you must show your confidence.
"You are not ashamed to speak loudly." The unknown monk gave Ma Xiaoyao a look of contempt.
"Just wait for me, sooner or later I will... ah!" Before Ma Xiaoyao could finish his words, he heard a loud noise from the car, followed by a huge force, and Ma Xiaoyao couldn't help but hit the front.
His forehead hit the car seat squarely, causing Ma Xiaoyao to grin in pain.
The Wuwen monk's condition was much better than that of Ma Xiaoyao. He only bumped his arm and it was not serious.
"Gah squeak!"
The speeding car made several turns on the road and then stopped.
"What's going on?" Ma Xiaoyao raised his head and asked in surprise.
"The tire burst." Lei Dazhuang's distressed voice came from the front.
"Everything is fine, how could the tire blow out?" Ma Xiaoyao opened the car door and walked out. When he looked down, he found that one of the car's tires had been flat: "It's really unlucky! There is no village in front of the car and no shop in the back. Where can I find repairs?
Fetus?"
"No need to find a tire repairman." Lei Dazhuang jumped out of the car: "There is a spare tire in the trunk, just put it on."
"That's right." Ma Xiaoyao slapped his forehead: "How could I forget this?"
At this time, Wuwen monk also got out of the car, glanced at the flat tire, and frowned: "It's a bit weird..."
"What's weird? It's normal for a car to have a flat tire." Ma Xiaoyao said casually.
The Wuwen monk ignored Ma Xiaoyao, but squatted down and reached out to fumble for the flat tire.
"Hey, what are you touching?" Ma Xiaoyao asked doubtfully.
"Pfft!"
The Wuwen monk pulled out a slender silver needle from the punctured tire, which emitted an unforgettable color under the sunlight. The Wuwen monk squinted his eyes and said, "As expected, this puncture is not...
It’s a coincidence, but it’s man-made.”
"Man-made!" Ma Xiaoyao's expression changed: "You mean..."
"Be careful!" Monk Wuwen kept Ma Xiaoyao and rolled to the side.
"Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding..."
A row of silver needles fell from the sky, shooting at the place where Wuwen monk and Ma Xiaoyao had just stood. These silver needles were the same size, and they all shone with a heart-stopping cold light.
"Whoosh!"
A figure came galloping from a distance, holding a sharp sword in his hand, and struck the Wuwen monk head-on.
The unknown monk hurriedly took out a short iron rod from his arms to resist the attack.
"Ling Xue!" After seeing the face of the attacking figure clearly, Ma Xiaoyao immediately exclaimed. It was Ling Xue who attacked them! Ma Xiaoyao's face was fiercely twitched, Damn! Didn't Master Yuantian say that Ling Xue was seriously injured?
, is it impossible to recover even in a year and a half? Why are you out to hunt him down now? Ma Xiaoyao feels so hateful! He feels like he has been tricked by Master Yuantian!
The Wuwen monk also recognized Ling Xue, his face changed wildly, and his heart began to beat faster. Wasn't this witch injured? Why did she come out again? It's over now! The Wuwen monk glanced at the pale Ma Xiaoyao, and secretly felt in his heart
Qing Kuan, if he was alone, there might be hope of escaping, but with the burden of Ma Xiaoyao...
"Watch the witch!"
Lei Dazhuang was looking for a spare tire at the back of the car. Suddenly he saw Ling Xue rushing out. His expression suddenly changed. Without thinking, he rushed up waving a pair of large pliers. This pair of large pliers was found from the trunk and was half a meter long.
It's long, made of iron, and has some power when wielded.
Just when Wuwen Monk and Lei Dazhuang were about to fight Ling Xue, Ling Xue suddenly withdrew his long sword, twisted his body, and rushed directly towards Ma Xiaoyao. It turned out that Ling Xue had just used
It was a false move, but her real target was Ma Xiaoyao.
"Brother Marco, be careful!"
Lei Dazhuang stimulated the potential in his body, ran over quickly, and then pounced hard, knocking Ma Xiaoyao to the ground on the spot. Ling Xue's sword thrust was directly blocked by Lei Dazhuang with his body.
"Pfft!"
"Well……"
The sharp sword pierced directly into Lei Dazhuang's back. Lei Dazhuang groaned in pain, opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of blood.
"How dare you!" Monk Wuwen came flying from a distance, raised the iron rod in his hand and hit Ling Xue.
"Whoa!"
Ling Xue pulled out the long sword from Lei Dazhuang's back and blocked the iron rod thrown by the Wuwen monk with his backhand.
"clang!"
The long sword and the iron rod collided together, sending out sparks, and then Ling Xue spat out blood and flew away... But the Wuwen monk only took a few steps back to stabilize his figure.
What's happening here?
Monk Wuwen was stunned on the spot. Ling Xue should be many times more powerful than him, but she... was knocked away by his stick? She also spit out blood... Isn't she dreaming? No, she is not dreaming.
, Lingxue was seriously injured, her body was very weak, and she couldn't exert much strength at all, so she was knocked away with a stick... Thinking of this, the Wuwen monk was overjoyed. If his guess was correct, then today would be the day.
The best time to kill Ling Xue.
"Hey! Witch, take your life!"
The Wuwen monk shook the iron rod in his hand and rushed towards Ling Xue.
Ling Xue glanced at the unknown monk, and then at Ma Xiaoyao, who was holding Lei Dazhong and screaming, and sighed in her heart. She had been lurking for so many days, and finally found an opportunity to make a move, but she still failed.
...That's all, I'll let Ma Xiaoyao go for the time being this time, and wait until he recovers from his injuries before taking revenge.
"Snapped!"
Ling Xue lightly slapped the ground with her palm, and then she jumped up to a height of more than two meters. She put the long sword on her back, gritted her teeth, and ran as fast as she could, disappearing within a few ups and downs.
Gone.
Monk Wuwen's fighting skills were good, but his light kung fu was terrible. Even if Ling Xue was still injured, she could still run faster than him. Just like that... Monk Wuwen watched Ling Xue escape.
"Alas..." The unknown monk stamped his feet angrily: "Such a good opportunity... I missed it..."
"Dazhuang, what's wrong with you? Da Zhuang, don't scare me!" Ma Xiaoyao's panicked shout came from behind.
The Wuwen monk held the iron rod in his hand, turned around and walked towards Ma Xiaoyao and Lei Dazhuang: "What's wrong?"
"Senior brother, come over quickly and take a look. Da Zhuang is dying." Ma Xiaoyao was almost anxious.
Monk Wuwen glanced at Lei Dazhuang's blackened face, and was suddenly shocked. He hurriedly squatted down to check Lei Dazhuang's condition: "Dazhuang was hit by a sword, but it did not hurt his vitals... but the long sword
It was smeared with poison..."
"Poisonous!" Ma Xiaoyao's eyes suddenly widened.
"How despicable!" The unknown monk scolded: "A master at the level of a grand master not only deceived and attacked, but also smeared poison on the long sword... It is so despicable and shameless!"
"Senior brother, you must have a way to detoxify, right?" Ma Xiaoyao looked at the unknown monk expectantly.
The Wuwen monk shook his head: "The poison in Da Zhuang is very overbearing. It spread all over the body in such a short period of time... My ability is limited and I can't cure it..."
"Ah..." Ma Xiaoyao almost collapsed: "Senior brother..."
"Don't worry yet." Monk Wuwen waved his hand: "I have a Dahuan Dan here. Although it cannot detoxify, it can delay the spread of toxins and buy Da Zhuang a few more days to detoxify..." At this point, Wuwen
Monk Wen took out a small box from his arms, then opened the lid and took out a snow-white pill: "This Great Return Pill was given to me by Master, and I have never been willing to take it..."
"When you get back, I'll help you ask Master for a few more pills." Ma Xiaoyao couldn't wait any longer and reached out to grab the Dahuan Dan from Monk Wuwen's hand, and stuffed it directly into Lei Dazhuang's mouth.
Seeing Lei Dazhuang eat the Dahuan Dan that he had worked so hard to save for many years, Monk Wuwen suddenly felt a little sick. The Dahuan Dan is an ancestral elixir from the Shaolin Temple. The refining steps are very complicated. The current Shaolin Temple,
Only Master Yuantian and Abbot Wuxiang can refine it. Master Yuantian is usually busy practicing and has no time to refine the Great Return Pill. Abbot Wuxiang is also very busy and can only occasionally spare some time to refine it.
In a year, only seven or eight can be refined at most.
Da Huan Dan is a good medicine that heals injuries and prolongs life. No matter how serious the injury is, as long as you take one Da Huan Dan, you can breathe a sigh of relief and prevent you from dying. Of course, this is also time-limited. Da Huan Dan's
The effect of the medicine lasts for up to half a month, which means that if Lei Dazhuang cannot eliminate the poison in his body within half a month, he will die.
After taking the Dahuan Dan, the poison in Lei Dazhuang's body was temporarily suppressed, and his breathing gradually became calmer, but he still closed his eyes tightly and was unconscious.
"Okay, Da Zhuang's life is not in danger for the time being, but we have to find a way to detoxify Da Zhuang quickly, otherwise, after half a month, the effect of Da Zhuang Dan will disappear, and Da Zhuang will be in danger by then."
The unknown monk said in a deep voice.
"Go back to the Shaolin Temple! Ask Master to treat Da Zhuang! Brother, please take care of Da Zhuang for me. I'll change the tire!" Ma Xiaoyao handed Lei Dazhuang to the care of the unknown monk, and then went to change the tire alone. A few minutes later,
The tires have been changed.
After carrying Lei Dazhuang into the car and putting him away, Ma Xiaoyao drove the car and sped towards the Shaolin Temple.
…
Deep in the mountains.
Ling Xue stumbled while walking among the rocks, her face was pale, her breathing was rapid, and blood was dripping from the corner of her mouth.
Originally, Ling Xue had been seriously injured, and her meridians and internal organs had been severely shocked and damaged. If she found a quiet place to heal in time, she would recover in a year and a half, but she
For a moment, he did not choose to heal his injuries, but instead suppressed his injuries and lurked outside, looking for opportunities to kill Ma Xiaoyao.
