The sounding arrow had been hovering in the air for a long time, and Su Zimu knew that he didn't have much time left.
Wu Zongyi also knew it, so he spread his sword and guarded the door tightly against the weather. He almost broke through the defense several times, but he blocked it back with his magic talisman.
After being unable to attack for a long time, Su Zimu's heart became angry, his eyes were focused, murderous intent was pouring out, and he used all his strength to launch another round of fierce attacks.
This time it is no longer a pure physical force, but a consciousness sinking between the eyebrows, directing a trace of electricity to the fist surface, hiding it without releasing it.
The moment the fists and swords collided again, Su Zimu suddenly released his restraints, there was a crisp crackling sound, and an invisible electric arc flashed between the fists and swords.
Wu Zongyi screamed and fell to the ground.
Su Zimu stepped forward and hit Wu Zongyi with his scarred fist, causing blood to flow from his nose: "I'm going to let you do it...I'm going to let you do it..."
Another uppercut hit Wu Zongyi, which made Wu Zongyi's ears buzz: "You are the only one who has a whip, right? You are the only one who can whip, right..."
After the fist fight, he changed his adze, and blood flew from his teeth: "I provoked you, I let you take advantage of you, I let you rob civilian girls, I made you know what to do..."
Su Zimu was also willing to go all out. He had only been in this world for a day and had not provoked anyone. However, people from the Wu family came to his door again and again. He had already suppressed his anger.
It's just that as a modern man, Su Zimu chose tolerance instead of retribution.
But he tried his best to find a chance to escape, but it was destroyed by Wu Laosan himself. At this moment, the anger in his heart exploded like a volcano.
Tooth for tooth, eye for eye, I'm at odds with you!
A combination of punches like a violent storm turned Wu Zongyi into a pile of mud. He didn't know how many bones in his body were broken, and he could only hang on with his breath.
With this kind of injury, an ordinary person would have seen the King of Hell countless times, but when it was placed on Wu Laosan, he actually managed to survive it.
After his anger was almost vented, Su Zimu calmed down and couldn't help but feel a little curious. What kind of cultivation level does this kid have?
He deeply felt that his biggest problem at the moment was not his lack of cultivation, but his ignorance of the fantasy profession of a monk, and his lack of even the most basic common sense.
The sounding arrows were still circling and hissing in the air. Su Zimu grabbed the brocade bag from Wu Zongyi's waist, and pulled down a few bags from the horse. He dwarfed and rushed into the bushes on the side of the road. With his body of steel and iron, he
Saya ran wildly in the dense jungle.
You must not go on the main road, otherwise you will be caught by the pursuers sooner or later. Only by throwing yourself into the embrace of the wilderness can you escape the pursuit.
The few guards who were still able to move exchanged glances and ran away without saying a word. They also rushed into the jungle, leaving Wu Zongyi and the injured guards behind.
In just three to five minutes, Wu Siniang hurried over. Looking at the fallen guard and the half-dead Wu Zongyi, Wu Siniang cried out sadly: "Third brother!"
She flew down to Wu Zongyi, took out a wax pill the size of a longan, crushed the wax seal and stuffed it into Wu Laosan's mouth.
The pills were fragrant, melted in the mouth, and the effect was immediate. The originally weak breath became stronger, and I reluctantly opened my eyes.
Wu Zongyi opened his mouth, but nothing came out.
Wu Siniang was angry and anxious: "What are you doing standing still? You guys, send my third brother back to the city, quickly!"
The guards who had been following her responded in unison and immediately carried Wu Zongyi back to Anping County.
Turning around, Wu Siniang's eyes swept over the seriously injured guards, her face expressionless and her tone cold: "Who is it?"
The only sober guard reluctantly stood up, described Su Zimu's clothes and appearance, and told the story of the conflict.
Wu Siniang's face changed several times. Thinking of the person she met on the road, she suddenly became angry. She swung her sword and beheaded all the guards who fell to the ground.
Regardless of life or death.
Then he coldly said a few words with an expressionless face: "If you fail to protect yourself, you will be punished!"
Returning to Anping County in a hurry, Wu Siniang met the housekeeper Wu Xiang who was also in a hurry as soon as she entered the house.
"Uncle Wu!" Siniang Wu stopped the housekeeper, "How is third brother?"
Wu Xiang sighed leisurely: "Fourth Miss, the head of the family has already met Master Yi."
Wu Siniang's eyes lit up: "What did grandpa say?"
"The head of the family said that all the true energy in Master Yi's body was interrupted by a heavy hand. His life was saved, but his cultivation was completely ruined and all his magic power was lost. He is already a useless person who cannot practice."
As if struck by lightning, Wu Siniang was petrified on the spot: "How is it possible? Is there no hope?"
The Wu family is known as a cultivating family, but the descendants of the Wu family are not as prosperous as expected. The most important thing for the family leader is their cultivating qualifications.
It was difficult for the monks to have children. The head of the family, Wu Wensheng, had twenty-six wives and concubines, and gave birth to thirty-seven children. Only one of them was able to enter the Yushan Gate to practice.
Although they are concubines, they are legitimate sons. The remaining thirty-six people are all concubines.
There are also one hundred and forty-two grandchildren. The only ones who are lucky enough to worship at Yushan Gate are four brothers and sisters with different fathers and different mothers.
Only these four people can be considered orthodox of the Wu family.
Wu Siniang and Wu Zongyi were close in age and had always been the closest to each other. Unexpectedly, it was just a chance encounter and their cultivation was ruined.
Descendants of the Wu family who are unable to practice are useless trash. Wu Siniang can already imagine what kind of end her third brother Wu Zongyi will end up with.
Wu Siniang was angry and hateful at the same time. What she felt was that Wu Zongyi was flirting with women and did not know how to love himself. Otherwise, how could he have done so many bad things, let alone lose his cultivation? What she hated was that the little bitch kidnapped Wu Zongyi, and she even hated the one who took Wu Zongyi away.
The monk who was beaten into a cripple!
Wu Xiang shook his head: "Unless there are high-quality materials and treasures, it is impossible to use such things on the Third Young Master."
Wu Siniang bit her lip: "What kind of cultivation level does that person have?"
Wu Zongyi has already reached the third level of qi training. He is nothing among monks. Compared with ordinary people, he is a god-like existence. In addition, he carries the magic weapon and talisman with him, but he was beaten into a cripple by that person?
"The head of the family said that it is at least the fifth level of solid body, and there may be some weird methods. The fourth lady must be careful."
Wu Siniang nodded: "I understand."
Strengthening the body is equivalent to training Qi, both of which have just started practicing, but body training monks are rare, and they are two small realms higher, so Wu Zongyi was not unjustly defeated.
If she knew that Su Zimu had only been practicing formally for two days and was only at the first level of solid body, she didn't know what she would think.
I hurried to Wu Zongyi's yard and happened to meet the eldest brother Wu Zongyuan and the second brother Wu Zongxian walking out side by side.
Wu Siniang said hello and was about to enter the yard when she was stopped by Wu Zongxian with a gloomy look on her face: "Siniang, do you know who hurt the third brother?"
"I don't know." Wu Siniang shook her head and immediately told her the description of the guard.
Wu Zongyuan and Wu Zongxian looked at each other, and the latter nodded: "That's him!"
Wu Siniang was startled: "Who is it?"
Wu Zongxian said bitterly: "Su Zimu, the descendant of the Demon Lord!"
Wu Siniang gasped: "He is actually the descendant of the Demon Lord?"
Wu Zongyuan said: "Siniang, you don't need to ask about this matter anymore. Grandpa has his own plans."
"I understand...can I go in?"
Wu Zongyuan nodded: "Go."
Not long after, Anping County Flying Talisman sent a message to the Yushan Gate: Two days ago, the descendant of the Demon King appeared in Anping County, severely injured his disciple Wu Zongyi and then disappeared...
Another day, the Yushan Gate announced to all places: The descendant of the Demon Lord appeared in Qizhou, and his shadow and graphics are now spread throughout the world. All places must strictly arrest him, regardless of life or death!