Comprehensive martial arts: The golden body is indestructible at the beginning

Wudang Mountain.

A small town at the foot of the mountain.

Lu Yuan looked at the increasingly prosperous market and stretched out comfortably.

As the reputation of Hong Xixiang spreads in the world, more and more people know that there is a "living god" in Wudang Mountain who can fly to the sky and escape from the earth. They come here to burn incense and pray, making the originally barren Wudang incense more and more prosperous.

Because Xu Xiao was there, Lu Yuan's return journey was uneventful.

Lu Yuan originally thought that the two of them would part ways at the entrance of the town, but Xu Xiao unexpectedly suggested that he go to the Sifang Escort Bureau to sit there.

As soon as he accepted a big favor, Lu Yuan readily agreed.

Xu Xiao ordered the cavalry to stop outside the town, and he walked into the town with only two people and Lu Yuan.

The few people walked not very fast. Xu Xiao was very interested in the things on the street stalls. He stopped and started bargaining with the vendors with great interest.

Lu Yuan did not urge him, but looked at the two people following Xu Xiao curiously.

One of them was holding a spear and slightly closing his eyes. Although his head is full of black hair, there are fine wrinkles at the corners of his eyes.

The other man was taller, with white hair, and a long knife on his waist, but his eyes were bright and he was watching the movements around him vigilantly.

The man using the gun, judging from his age, should not be Xu Yanbing, but more like Han Laoshan, the fellow disciple of Gun Immortal Wang Xiu.

As for the other person, Lu Yuan, he didn't have much impression.

But because he can follow Xu Xiao and protect him, he must be a first-class expert.

Just when Xu Xiao and the vendors finally reached an agreement, riots suddenly broke out in the streets.

As soon as the voice rose, Han Laoshan moved.

His stocky body stood next to Xu Xiao, completely blocking Xu Xiao's figure.

The old man also held the handle of the knife and squinted his eyes to observe the situation ahead.

A fast horse galloped past on the street, scaring the vendors on both sides of the road so hard that they flipped over and scattered their goods everywhere.

"Come back!" An anxious cry came from behind the horse, "The thief has been caught! The thief has been caught!"

Lu Yuan was stunned for a moment when he heard this familiar voice. Duan Shenying put his hands on the awning and looked into the distance, wondering: "Why does the sound sound so much like Han's thieves... It's the thieves!"

It's strange, weren't they at the escort agency? Why did they encounter a thief? "

Xu Xiao was putting the festive clay doll into his arms with a smile. When he heard this, his smile remained unchanged and he said softly, "Fan Zhenhai."

The old man nodded, jumped up, and ran straight towards the fast horse amidst the exclamations.

But before he could get close to the horse, he suddenly drew his sword to block his face. Lu Yuan keenly heard two soft clang sounds, and Fan Zhenhai immediately retreated faster than when he left.

He glanced at the knife face in astonishment and shouted quickly: "Hard stubble!

Protect the master! "

Xu Xiao turned his head when he heard this and looked curiously at the galloping horse that was getting closer and closer.

Fan Zhenhai was one of the earliest eagle dogs to follow him. He once cut off the head of the owner of the Forbidden Mountain Villa with a knife, which made him famous for a while.

In terms of strength, he is also a martial artist in the Vajra realm, which can make him feel that he is a tough opponent...

"Laoshan." Xu Xiao said calmly.

Han Laoshan turned his head, his eyes full of worry.

"Go, Lu Yuan and the others are here, they won't be in the way." Xu Xiao looked at Lu Yuan with a smile.

Han Laoshan knew that Xu Xiao's order would not be repeated a third time. He took a deep look at Lu Yuan and then ran towards the fast horse.

Holding guns in both hands, as if charging into battle, every step left deep footprints on the street.

At this moment, Lu Yuan saw three rays of cold light flying out.

Han Laoshan gave a soft drink, the tip of his gun trembled slightly, and after a few undetectable soft sounds, he continued to rush forward.

Duan Shengying flew up at this moment, reached out to fish it up in the air, and put the few bits of cold light into his sleeves. When he landed and looked at it, he couldn't help but exclaimed: "There are still people who use this kind of thing as a hidden weapon?"

Several people walked over curiously and discovered that they were actually several embroidery needles as thin as an ox's hair!

Lu Yuan was stunned at first, then his pupils shrank and he quickly looked at the galloping horse.

If nothing unexpected happens, there is only one person in the world who can use embroidery needles as weapons.

But why is he in Liyang? !

Before Lu Yuan could figure out the link, Han Laoshan had already taken action.

Just a shot away from the galloping horse, Han Laoshan suddenly stopped, his arms bulged with muscles, and he thrust his spear from bottom to top, splitting the war horse in two in an instant.

Blood rained all over the sky, but Han Laoshan's eyes became more solemn.

Because there is a man standing on the tip of his spear.

The man was dressed in rags like a beggar, with disheveled hair and his face could not be seen clearly. When Han Laoshan was unable to put away his gun, he waved his hands and released several rays of cold light.

Han Laoshan's expression changed slightly, and he immediately switched to holding the gun with one hand. He shot several shots in the air with his left hand, and immediately withdrew the gun with his right hand.

The beggar seemed to be glued to the spear, his body sank slightly, and he pressed the spear into an astonishing arc, then bounced high and fled in the other direction. Before leaving, he did not forget to cast another cold light on Han Laoshan.

At this time, Han Xiangma, who was panting, had already arrived. When he saw the man coming towards him, he immediately drew out his long knife and shouted angrily: "Grandson, stop for grandpa!

Damn it, how could I save such a white-eyed wolf like you! "

The beggar didn't reply, waved his hand towards him, and continued running away along the ridge of the roof.

Han Xiangma was about to catch up when he saw this, but suddenly found an extra hand in front of him.

"You're so... great! The boss of the house is finally back!" After Han Xianma saw the person clearly, he immediately swallowed back half of the curse words that came out of his mouth.

Lu Yuan didn't pay attention to what he said. He focused all his attention on the embroidery needle in his hand and said solemnly: "Why did you get together with that person?"

"Who? You are talking about that beggar!" Han Xiangma reacted immediately and said quickly: "We will talk about it later, this grandson took away the escort money!

We need to catch up quickly! "

"Not busy." Lu Yuan felt the faint sword intent rising in the direction of the beggar's escape, and said calmly: "He can't run away."

The beggar ran towards the distance desperately, feeling extremely horrified.

How could Liyang's martial arts level be so high? ?

How come in an ordinary border town, masters appear one after another.

Before he was injured, although he was not sure of victory, retreating unscathed was not a problem.

But now......

Thinking of this, the beggar's eyes immediately shot out with resentment, and his speed became a little faster!

I have already escaped a disaster, and I must not let it go here!

At this moment, he suddenly stopped.

I saw a one-armed old man wearing a thick cotton-padded jacket standing in front of me at some point, holding a piece of wood in his hand and looking at him calmly.

The beggar was so shocked that he immediately turned around and ran away to the other side without even waiting for the old man to speak.

But before he ran a few steps, he found a man dressed in white sitting on the ridge of the roof, his mouth facing the gourd and swallowing heavily, with a frown on his face as if he was drinking poison.

But the sharp knife in his hand made the beggar break into a cold sweat.

He turned around without hesitation to change direction, but found two figures behind him, one tall and one short.

Duan Shengying put his hands in his sleeves and said with a smile: "Is this brother tired from running? Why don't you take a rest first?"

The beggar's eyes turned cold, and he was about to fight his way through the gap, when suddenly another voice sounded from behind him.

"How could the mighty Dongfang Bubai be reduced to robbing money?

Is it possible that you have defeated the Sun and Moon God Sect? "