Inside the Mongolian military camp.
But seeing the black shadow jumping out so fast and urgent, no one had time to react. He jumped into the air and got close to Hao Datong. Feeling the fierce wind coming from the door in front of him, Hao Datong's expression changed drastically.
His right hand immediately pulled out the sword from his waist and pushed it up. The speed was not slow, but the speed of the ghost claw was even faster. A pale hand suddenly reached out and grabbed Hao Datong's sword-holding right hand and pushed it down. Press.
"Um?!"
Feeling the strength from the iron claw, Hao Datong's face changed rapidly, but the person pushed the sword back into its sheath with a claw.
"Buzz!"
Then he saw the person coming and grabbing him diagonally with his claws. If he had been caught firmly by this claw, Hao Datong's face would have been scratched with blood and flesh. He then twisted his waist and turned his head to the side to narrowly avoid the claw attack.
"hey-hey."
The man laughed strangely, and with his claws like the wind, one claw struck Hao Datong faster than the other, and the two immediately started a short fight in the small tent.
After all, Hao Datong is not good at close combat. Without the weapon, his strength is greatly reduced. How can he be an opponent for others?
The two of them fired seven or eight moves in an instant. At this point, Jinlun Dharma King and Nimo Xing also saw that the person who made the move was Xiaoxiangzi, but they also pretended to be dumbfounded. Dharma King did not say stop, he also had his own thoughts. I want to give Quanzhen a lesson.
Xiaoxiangzi took action just as he wanted, so he watched the battle silently.
"Uncle Master!!"
When two third-generation disciples saw Hao Datong being attacked, they immediately drew their long swords and joined the battle group. They stabbed Xiaoxiangzi with their swords, one on the left and the other on the right. The latter chattered and laughed strangely, and the ghost claws climbed up the two men's arms like a shadow and clasped them inward. .
The two of them were in pain, and the long sword came out of their hands and hit the ground with a clang. Xiao Xiangzi flew up and kicked the two of them away, and they fought with Hao Datong again.
"Get out of here quickly!"
Hao Datong was shocked and angry when he saw it. These two people were both good masters among the three generations of disciples. How could they be subdued by Xiao Xiangzi with just one move? This showed that his martial arts skills were not inferior to Qiu Chuji's.
Xiaoxiangzi is known as one of the three heroes of Mongolia, and his strength is naturally not weak. He is one level higher than the Quanzhen Seventh Son. During the fight, Hao Datong found that his hit on Xiaoxiangzi's hand was as hard as hitting a wooden block. Not like flesh and blood.
After twenty moves, Hao Datong was obviously losing ground. He was so anxious that he shouted angrily: "National Master! What do you mean by this?!"
"Hey, hey, why are you yelling, we haven't had enough fun yet."
Xiaoxiangzi was unreasonable, his feet were stiff on the ground, and he rushed towards Hao Datong in a few feet. Although Xiaoxiangzi's body was stiff, his movements were extremely swift. His long arms were stretched out, and his five claws were like ghosts and he was rushing towards Hao Datong. Datong grabbed it with his hands.
Hao Datong stepped on the seven-star step and stepped on his back, but Xiaoxiangzi still grabbed his arm and pulled him out. He was so frightened that he hurriedly poured strength into his arms, and there was a continuous popping sound, and he saw that the sleeves of Hao Datong's hands were being pulled by Xiaoxiangzi. The child scratched open the exposed skin with his claws, and then grabbed it upwards.
Feeling the pain in his arm, Hao Datong raised his foot and kicked forward, trying to repel Xiao Xiangzi's attack, but his eyes suddenly blurred in the next second.
"Uh-huh!"
"Stop!!" Seeing Xiaoxiangzi attacking Hao Datong's throat, His Holiness stopped immediately.
But in the middle of the scene, a hand claw quickly grabbed the side of Hao Datong's face, leaving five blood marks on it.
Xiao Xiangzi, who succeeded in the attack, stepped back and looked at Hao Datong, who looked frightened and angry, with a strange smile: "Hehehehe, the Quanzhen Sect is nothing more than this."
Hao Datong touched the blood stains on his face, glanced at the three Dharma kings angrily, and with the help of two disciples who staggered up, he said loudly: "National Master! What do you mean by this?!"
"Hahaha, Taoist Master Hao, it's just a joke. It's rare to see an expert from the Quanzhen Sect come here. Brother Xiao is so excited for a moment. I hope Taoist Master Hao won't take it personally." Jinlun Dharma King happily acted as a peacemaker. It is not the time to be at odds with the Quanzhen Sect yet, the steps that should be given must still be given.
Nodding, Hao Datong stared at Xiaoxiangzi, who was crossing his arms and smiling strangely, and said: "Your Excellency, I have understood your advice. We have a long way to go. Say goodbye!"
After finishing speaking, he led the two disciples out of the camp quickly without waiting for the Dharma King to speak. Hao Datong had written down this shameful humiliation today, and he would definitely get it back from Xiaoxiangzi in the future.
The three Dharma Kings watched Hao Datong walk out of the tent. Xiaoxiangzi Dazicci walked to the banquet, picked up a bucket of kumiss in one hand and drank it all in one gulp. After finishing the matter, he wiped his mouth and said, "His Dharma King, why did you stop me? ? I have long disliked these smart-nosed experts from the Quanzhen Sect. Taking advantage of the lingering shadow of Wang Chongyang, they turn their noses up to the sky. They look hypocritical and arrogant all day long. It is annoying to look at them! I can't stand Wang Chongyang when others respect him. Not convinced!"
"Hehehe, brother Xiao, don't be upset. This Quanzhen sect, soon it won't be their turn to have the final say of the Quanzhen Seventh Son."
The Dharma King knew that Xiaoxiangzi always wanted to retaliate for his anger and was a narrow-minded person. Being able to stop was already giving him the Dharma King's face, so he comforted him.
"Hmph, if we don't talk about this, what happened to Zhao Zhijing? Why did the Quanzhen Cult people find us here?" Xiaoxiangzi slammed the wine bucket on the table, grabbed the half-cooked leg of lamb and bit it. , his mouth was red from eating, and he looked more like a zombie.
"Zhao Zhijing is a young man with great ambitions. He will be of great use to the prince in the future. By the way, have you seen him come back?" His Holiness sat down again and asked the guards beside him.
"Returning to the country, I didn't see Taoist Master Zhao return."
As soon as the guard responded, he saw the door curtain quietly opened a corner, and a head peeked in furtively. It was none other than Zhao Zhijing, who had a sly look on his face.
When several people saw this, their hearts moved, and they saw Zhao Zhijing duck into the tent, quickly walked towards Jinlun Dharma King and said: "Master, save me!"
"Daozhang Zhao, where have you been? Why did you call for help?"
When the Dharma King came to the throne, Zhao Zhijing told the story of the failure to intercept Lu Wushuang and Cheng Ying. After speaking, he saw that the three of them were silent. Zhao Zhijing felt anxious and said: "Now the Quanzhen Sect can no longer tolerate My uncles and uncles must have sent people to track down my whereabouts. If they catch me, I will die. Imperial Master, you have to save me!"
"Taoist Master Zhao, don't panic. Who dares to act arrogant here! Don't worry." While comforting Zhao Zhijing, His Holiness thought in his heart: "Zhao Zhijing, this loser, can't even keep two little babies. It seems that Quan Zhen is really The cult already knows about our interception and killing of Zhou Botong, no wonder, their attitude suddenly changed from normal, they will have to be destroyed after the Quanzhen Seven Sons Conference."
With this thought in his mind, he caught a glimpse of Zhao Zhijing's attentive eyes from the corner of his eye. His Holiness said to himself: "Although this person is a fool, he is easy to control. The benefits of him becoming the master of Quanzhen outweigh the disadvantages, so he must be kept." That’s it.”
Thinking of this, His Holiness patted the back of Zhao Zhijing's hand and said with a smile: "Taoist Master Zhao, you will stay in the military camp during this period. Don't worry, no one can hurt you as we are protecting you."
After hearing this, Zhao Zhijing felt a lot more at ease, and quickly nodded and kowtowed: "Thank you, Imperial Master."
"Well, come on, you take Taoist Master Zhao down to rest first." Too lazy to say more to him, the Fawang ordered the guards to take the "reluctant" Zhao Zhijing out.
After seeing the people leaving, His Holiness turned to Xiao Xiangzi and Nimo Xing and said, “Brother Xiao, Brother Ni, I will trouble you to protect Zhao Zhijing in the next few days. Don’t let him be kidnapped by the Quanzhen Sect.”
Nimoxing was easy to talk to, but Xiaoxiangzi was obviously a little impatient and did not give him a chance to speak. His Holiness followed and said lightly: "This is also what the prince meant."
With one sentence, Xiaoxiangzi was blocked back.
"I have to take care of the affairs of Nashi Villa, and I really can't escape from it. Otherwise, I should be responsible for protecting Zhao Zhijing, so it will be the hard work of the two brothers." King Fa said before he finished speaking.
"Easy to say." Nimoxing gnawed on the leg of lamb nonchalantly.
Xiaoxiangzi said sadly: "Huh, if they dare to come, I will tell them to come but not to come back."
(End of chapter)
