Dimensional God: The Void Ring

The next day, Zhang Sanfeng and Zhou Zhiruo returned to Wudang Mountain and promised to introduce her to Emei Extermination Master.

Xin Han walked with Zhang Wuji and Chang Yuchun, only saying that he was very close to Zhang Wuji and wanted to **** him to see Hu Qingniu.

Zhang Sanfeng was relieved to hear Xin Han escort. After thanking Xin Han, he took Zhou Zhiruo away.

At the time of parting, Zhou Zhiruo became a tearful man because he was rescued by Xin Han and buried her father. At this time, the little girl had an indescribable feeling of dependence on Xin Han. She had no relatives in the world. Think of this big brother as the closest person in the world.

Xin Han secretly said in Zhou Zhiruo's ear: "Your Master's temperament is the most arrogant, you must not be affected by her."

Zhou Zhiruo nodded in agreement and asked, "Brother Han, will you come to see me?"

Xin Han smiled and said: "You and I will meet each other in the future, and you feel at ease to learn art in Emei, I will go to see you when I am busy."

After being separated from Zhang Sanfeng, Chang Yuchun hired a river boat and put it directly in Hankou. When he arrived in Hankou, he replaced the Yangtze river boat and went down the river.

The butterfly valley where the butterfly valley doctor fairy Hu Qingniu hides is on the shore of Nushan Lake in northern Anhui.

The Yangtze River flows from Hankou to Jiujiang, flows southeast, and after Jiujiang, it folds to the northeast and enters Anhui.

Zhang Wuji's cold poison was on the way all day, but fortunately Xin Han gave him internal force, and he ate a lot of chili every day.

In Guabu, downstream of Dejiqing, Chang Yuchun took a drought, hired a cart, and the three headed north.

In the bright light east of Fengyang for a few days, Chang Yuchun knew that this Hu Shibo didn't like others to know where he was hiding, and when he had to walk to the Butterfly Valley by Li Nushan Lake, there were still more than 20 miles, and he sent a cart Go back, take Zhang Wuji on his back, and make a big stride.

However, Chang Yuchun was injured, and he could not hold on until halfway through. Xin Han had to carry Zhang Wuji on his back.

The mountain road is rugged and it is getting harder and harder to walk, because the injuries of Chang Yuchun are dragged down. When it was dark, he did not reach the ground. Xin Han saw him struggling to walk, so he persuaded him to rest here overnight, and it was not too late to hurry tomorrow.

Chang Yuchun thought tonight. In the middle of the night, I went to quarrel Hu Qingniu, and it must have made him angry, so I had to rely on him. He and Zhang Wuji slept under a big tree and slept, while Xin Han meditated on the side.

Sleep until midnight. Suddenly I heard the sound of crossing swords in the distance, and some people shouted, "Where are you going?"

"Block the east and force him into the forest."

"This time, this thief can no longer be bald."

Following the footsteps, several people ran to the woods.

Chang Yuchun woke up in shock and pulled out a single knife in his right hand. Xin Han stood up and saw that he was overreacting, and then said: "Not busy first, just look at the situation and talk about it."

Zhang Wuji whispered: "It doesn't seem to be coming towards us."

In the dark, it was only enough to see seven or eight people fighting around a person. The man in the middle was empty-handed and his palms were flying. The enemy was unable to get close, and after a while, everyone gradually moved closer.

Chang Yuchun wanted to take the two to hide behind the tree, but was rejected by Xin Han: "You can rest assured that I am with you." He then remembered that Xin Han's swordsmanship was also praised by Zhang Zhenren and could not help but feel relieved.

Soon a round of eyebrows came out of the cloud, clearing the sky, and saw the man in the middle wearing a white monk's clothes, a tall and thin monk in his forties. Among the people who besieged him were monks and laymen, lay men dressed as laymen, and two women, a total of eight.

Two grey robe monks hold a scepter. As soon as he held the sabre, the zen stick swept, and the sabre swayed, a blast of wind caused the leaves to fly around.

A Taoist holds a long sword, and his body is fast. Long swords flashed a bunch of sword flowers in the moonlight. A dwarf man held a pair of knives in his hand and rolled around in the ground, attacking the white monk's undercarriage with Ditang.

The two women are slender, each holding a long sword, and the swordsmanship is also extremely flexible. A woman turned around in half a fight, half of her face shone under the moonlight. Zhang Wuji lost his voice: "Aunt Ji!"

Xin Han looked at him with his eyes. Knowing that this woman was Ji Xiaofu, and looking at the woman with the sword next to her, I guessed that Ding Minjun, the "poisonous hand without salt".

He saw that these people did not disperse after playing for a long time, and delayed his own practice. It was really troublesome, and he could not help but shouted: "If you want to fight or kill, let me get away."

With his opening, those people only found the shadow, and there were still three people standing.

One of the gray-robed monks said: "Several donors should not be busy with noisy things. This person is the demon priest Peng, and we are all martial arts. This is from the demon."

Xin Han walked out directly from the shadows and said to these people: "I don't care whether you are right or wrong, I only know that you have interrupted Lao Tzu to sleep.

Those who saw that the speaker was a young man dressed as a scholar thought that he was stupid in reading and ignored him and continued to besiege the monk in white.

A long-bearded Daoist holding a sword even sent a hidden weapon to Xin Han and cursed in his mouth: "The boy is cheap, let me teach you something."

Xin Han's long sword was picked up by the sheath, and the hidden weapon ‘doo’ was nailed to the tree next to it, but the silver dart kept on.

Xin Han smiled anxiously: "Since you don't leave, just stay here for me."

After he finished speaking, he strode over, and the Taoist who launched the hidden weapon saw him coming, and his heart was ruthless, and a sword pierced into the mouth of Xin Han's heart.

Xin Han's long sword did not come out of the sheath. With a scabbard, he clicked on the throat of the person with just one click, and immediately shattered his throat. The man immediately fell to the ground, struggling twice and then did not move.

Xin Han kept walking, one sword at a time, and one sword fell to the next. No matter the opponent counterattacked or dodged, he could not escape his scabbard, and they were all placed in the middle and fell to the ground.

Even the monk Na Peng was put by Xin Han with a sword, but he really only killed the killer, only the Taoist who put the hidden weapon before.

"Since it's so noisy and disturbing to clear your dreams, let you calm down."

When he had finished speaking, he returned to the tree, sat down under the eyes of Chang Yuchun and Zhang Wuji, and said only: "This is clean, you have a good rest." Then he meditated and practiced by himself.

The people on the ground were frightened, angry and scared. They were people and ghosts. They appeared in the mountains late at night. They were so young, but the swordsmanship was so good. The people present were all famous people on the rivers and lakes, regardless of righteousness and evil. He couldn't resist even a sword, it was terrible tight.

These humanes were ordered, unable to speak or move. I can only lie on the ground honestly, it's really hard.

Xin Han practiced his own energy, but heard Zhang Wuji whispered beside him: "Brother Xin, that's my aunt Ji. Can you let her go."

Chang Yuchun also whispered: "Engong, the white monk is a Peng monk who is one of the five scattered people of my Ming religion. He has always been against Yuanmeng and helped the Han people. Can he let him go."

Xin Han nodded: "Fight against Yuanmeng. It's a man. Since these two people know you, I let them go."

He finished picking up a pebble beside him, popping his fingers out of his fingers, and only listening to the bang, a gray robe monk had a large bag on his shiny bald head under the moonlight.

Chang Yuchun: "..."

Zhang Wuji: "..."

Xin Han secretly cursed his mother, and his secret weapon technique was really unreasonable. These days, he often practiced so much.

However, he could not admit that he had missed, and immediately said: "I can't beat my eyes with a bald head, which is really annoying."

To prove that he really thinks so. Immediately got up and walked over, and then tapped a large bag on the head of another gray-clothed monk with his fingers.

Then he walked in front of Ji Xiaofu and Ding Minjun, and used the scabbard to unravel the two of them: "I don't like to care about women, I will spare you once."

Ding Minjun was annoyed in his heart, but he didn't dare to show it. He turned around and left, but he heard Ji Xiaofu thank him: "Thank you this young hero, we had no intention, we might as well let these people go."

The people on earth are all grateful for this kind-hearted woman.

Na Ding Minjun was annoyed that Ji Xiaofu thanked the enemy and shouted, "Little bitch. Do you want to go?"

Xin Han appeared in front of Ding Minjun in an instant, and a mouth pulled her out: "Dare to say one more sentence and stay here forever."

Ding Minjun was beaten with **** nose and nose, but he dared not stand up and leave quickly, even Ji Xiaofu ignored it.

Ji Xiaofu was frightened to see Xin Han moody. But still said daringly: "This young hero, please let them go once."

Xin Han nodded: "Well, since you plead for them, I will let them go once." After he walked over and used a scabbard, one of them poke.

These people stood up and didn't dare to stay, and thanked with a fist: "Thank you Shaoxia. Thank you Ji girl."

Xin Han knew that these people thanked themselves only out of fear, and it was true to thank Ji Xiaofu.

When Ji Xiaofu saw Xin Han let go of these decent fellows, he gave a gift: "Thank you Shaoxia, Ji Xiaofu said goodbye."

After he finished speaking, he hurried away, as if there was something urgent to do.

Xin Han turned his eyes to Monk Peng, and when he saw fear in his eyes, it was not difficult for him to understand his way.

I saw Peng Monk, tearing a piece of monk's robe to cover his bald head, and then said: "Please also be kind to the young heroes, and dare not shake the eyes of young heroes."

He had just seen the big blue and purple inside the two Shaolin monks' heads. He also saw that the expressions of these two people were distorted, obviously obviously extremely painful.

He also guessed that Xin Han only let him go at the end. Didn't he knock on his head?

So he simply blocked his bald head, and he couldn't commit himself to seek hardship because of this little thing.

Xin Han laughed when he saw him like this: "I just saw that the two were not pleasing to the eye, but you took it seriously, well, you go."

Monk Peng clenched his fists: "Thank you for your help." Then he walked away.

Xin Han turned to Chang Yuchun and asked, "How can you not meet him?"

Chang Yuchun said: "Wu Sanren respects the status of the church ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ I know him, but he doesn't recognize me."

At dawn, the three of them continued on the road and walked a few miles to an avenue where six or seventy Mongolian soldiers were driving the people with their swords.

When a Mongolian soldier on horseback saw the three men, he immediately drove them over, and he said a word, but they didn't understand it.

The Han Chinese interpreted and cursed: "The thief and the barbarian, don't understand the rules, don't you kowtow when you see the adult?"

Seeing that the Yuan soldiers bullied the Han people, Xin Han had long wanted to kill him. Hearing what he said, he straightened his sword out of the sheath, crossed the throat of the man, and then let go of his hand to kill. Long sword also came to help.

The Yuan soldiers wanted to fight back at the beginning, but they were stupidly broken. When they wanted to run, they had been half killed. The rest of them would fall inexplicably if they wanted to run. (To be continued.)

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