Song of Adolescence

Lei Wujie was shocked: "It's you!"

"They are really still here." A white-haired man fell beside the man in purple.

"Tang Lian and that Lei's guy both got me in the palm of the hand, and they won't be able to get away within three hours to heal their injuries." The purple-clothed man swept his eyes around the room and finally landed on the bench. Wuxin, "is it him?"

The white-haired man also noticed Wuxin at this time. He frowned and shouted, "Take it away!" As soon as he finished speaking, the purple-clothed man jumped up and swept away at Wuxin. However, a person was faster than him, and a flash stood in front of Wuxin and hit the purple-clothed man with a punch. It is no Zen!

"I can't help myself." The person in purple sneered and slapped him with a palm.

"Be careful of his palm strength!" Lei Wujie hurriedly reminded him. He fought against the Ziyi Ren and understood the horror of his palm strength, but after the fist crossed, Wu Chan still stood firmly there, but the Ziyi Ren rushed back. Three steps.

"This is the supernatural power of the King Kong Demon?" The white-haired man frowned slightly and looked towards Wuchan, and saw that he was not half evil from the outside in, and his face was fierce like a King Kong, "I am afraid that he has eightfold skill."

"Buddhist school's first martial arts school?" Although the person in Ziyi retreated with a punch, he still looked leisurely, "I underestimated this monk."

"Be careful." The white-haired man reminded in a low voice.

The purple-clothed man smiled: "I've seen the Dajue monk at Jiulong Temple several times. Are you a disciple of Dajue?"

"I have been learning martial arts under the seat of the abbot of Dajue for twelve years. However, I only teach martial arts, and I have not understood the Buddhism. I dare not call it a teacher." Wu Chan fist heavily, "please give me advice."

"Okay." The purple-clothed man took out the folding fan in his arms and slapped it leisurely. "Forget it, let me save my life."

"Ziyi, don't love war. Take people away first." The white-haired man held the jade sword and looked coldly at Wuxin who was lying on the bench.

"You are soft-hearted. It would be better to kill all these people, or even if you **** them, they are not going to catch up." The man in purple gave Lei Wujie a glance, "Boy, just read it for Lei Bang's sake. Kill you. But you don't know what you can do, but don't blame Benhou."

"You!" Lei Wujie wanted luck, but there was a surge of blood in his chest, and he almost fainted.

"It's useless." Xiao Se shook his head, "You hit his palm. If no one can heal your injuries, I'm afraid you won't be lucky in ten days."

"Your kid is very knowledgeable, you are..." The man in purple looked at Xiao Se curiously, and flicked the folding fan in his hand.

"Zi Yi! Don't talk too much!" The white-haired man roared, his figure flashed, and he passed the crowd, and went away for the unintentional. Under his roar, Tang Lian and Lei Wujie couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground. Xiao Se and Tiannvrui subconsciously covered their ears. Only one person was not affected at all-Wuchan! The moment he got up with white hair, he moved immediately!

"Block him." The white-haired man's gaze was bitter, and his castration remained unabated.

With a sudden wave of the folding fan in the hands of the purple clothed man, he attacked Wuchan. Wuzen didn't dare to love the battle, and he picked up the magical powers of the Vajra and Demon, and in a flash, he swiped three fists. However, the paper fan in Ziyiren's hand intersects with Wuchan's fist, but there is no tendency to give way. Just now Wu Chan repulsed the purple-clothed man three steps with a punch, and he already knew a little bit about the man's skill, but at this time he swiped the three punches, but felt that his fist was as powerful as a mud cow into the sea, and he was shocked. The purple-clothed man sneered and said: "I will give it back to you." He slammed his folding fan open, Wu Chan felt an internal force hit like a mountain, and he took three steps back uncontrollably.

The person in purple had just stepped back three steps, and then returned three steps without Zen!

On the other side, the white-haired man was already standing in front of Wuxin. He looked at Wuxin's brows and said in a low voice, "Like, it looks so alike." He stretched out his hand, trying to put it on Wuxin's shoulder, but suddenly Retracting his hand, he saw an extremely small needle passing in front of him. The needle was glowing with a slight purple, which was obviously poisonous.

"Dragon beard needle." The white-haired man frowned slightly and turned to look at Tang Lian who was lying on the ground. "I didn't expect you to have such a serious injury. You can still have such a technique. In this generation of Tang Sect, you can In the top three?"

Tang Lian did not answer him, but sneered: "Have you ever heard a word."

"Oh? What are you talking about?" The white-haired man smiled slightly, but he held the jade sword tightly in his hand, his robe danced without wind, he had obviously transported his infuriating energy and was ready to stab him with a sword.

"Three steps to Tang Sect, one step to Hades. You, you are too close to me!" Tang Lian jumped up suddenly, spitting out a mouthful of blood at the white-haired person. Tang Sect, known as the Sect of Hidden Weapon, is poisonous to the world. If you get that drop of blood, will you lose your life? The white-haired person didn't dare to gamble, so he retreated quickly. He understood that when the Tang Sect people practiced the technique of hidden weapon to the extreme, he himself became a hidden weapon!

He was so fast that he had escaped the bite of blood, but in the blood, another thing flew out, it was a small leaf, but it was stained with blood red.

"Shuangyehong!" The white-haired man was shocked, his body suddenly strayed, the Shuangyehong brushed across his chest and almost hit him. However, the white-haired man lost his balance at this moment and fell to one side.

"Rui!" Tang Lian shouted.

Almost only in an instant, a cold light appeared in Tiannurui's sleeve, and the two knives had already hit the white-haired man's chest. Tang Lian used three hidden weapons to finally complete a certain slaying game for Tian Nurui. As long as the knife goes one inch forward, it can end the life of the white-haired person, but...

"Your sword is too slow!" The white-haired man stuck the sword with his right hand on the ground, took advantage of the momentum and rushed forward, clenching his hands tightly, and actually grabbed the two short swords of Tiannürui. The short knife burst into several segments in an instant, and Tian Nurui hurriedly withdrew the knife and retreated to Tang Lian, panting heavily.

"Sorry, Lian. I missed the opportunity." Tiannvrui sighed.

"It's not your fault, it's that he is too strong." Tang Lian shook her head, "Even if I am not injured, I am not his opponent."

"Tang Sect Tang Lian, you are stronger than I thought." The white-haired man drew out the sword with a bitter expression.

"This look is really going to kill people." Xiao Se sighed. He was the only one present and hadn't made any shots yet, but he happened to be able to speak in such an outsider's tone.

Tian Nurui turned her head and looked at Tang Lian. Tang Lian shook her head helplessly. He almost didn't even have the strength to stand up, let alone use hidden weapons. On the other side, Wuzen fought against the man in purple clothes several times, but there was no chance to repel that small paper fan. The man in purple clothes had obviously gained the upper hand.

"And me!" Lei Wujie finally couldn't hold it back, but Xiao Se was held on his shoulder as soon as he was lucky, Xiao Se rarely yelled in a serious tone: "If you don't want to be a useless person in the future, don't do it."

The white-haired man walked forward step by step holding the sword. He had just underestimated the seriously injured Tang Lian, this time he would not make the same mistake again. "Three steps to the Tang Sect, one step to the Hades." If a person really walks into the Tang Sect master's three steps, then he is indeed not far from death. Even a dying Tang Sect master cannot be careless.

Tang Lian just smiled bitterly, but at this moment, he suddenly heard an unfamiliar voice, the voice of a teenager, with a slight smile: "Hey, can you stand up."

Tang Lian was shocked suddenly, turned her head to look at the people around her, but she didn't respond, as if she didn't hear the sound at all.

"Hey, don't look, only you can hear it. If you have any strength, stand in front of me."

Tang Lian looked at the Wuxin monk lying on the bench, but saw that the corners of his mouth were smiling slightly, and she suddenly realized.

"What else to look at? Looking at this white-haired man will take me away! Stand in front of me quickly."

Although Tang Lian was puzzled, she had no choice but to use all her strength to stand up, and moved to Wuxin with difficulty, blocking him.

"Lian!" Tiannürui hurried over to hold him.

The white-haired man stopped and frowned slightly: "Tang Lian, I didn't want to kill you. Why do you force me."

Tang Lian was about to speak, but found that the last breath of true energy had been vented, and she was about to kneel to the ground, but suddenly he felt a palm against his back, and a strong true energy transmitted from that palm to him. In his body, he felt a kind of indescribable warmth and warmth, and the body that was about to split from the pain was recovering at an astonishing speed.

"How many hidden weapons do you have? Penetrating nails? Iron briers? Dragon's whiskers? You have only one chance to release them all! Not every Tang Sect person can master the Wanshu Feihua technique, but you are Tang Lian, There must be no problem."

"Fine." Seeing that Tang Lian insisted on not giving way, the white-haired man sighed. With a wave of the long sword in his hand, the sword light flickered. Some swords are fierce, some are light and agile, but the white-haired sword... is beautiful.

It is like a snowy night, but a pear tree grows, and the beauty of it collapses instantly! That is a beautiful sword, and a sword that will kill!

"It's now!" That voice gave Tang Lian the final command.

Thousands of trees and flying flowers! Tang Lian didn't fully grasp the first hidden weapon technique in the outer room of Tang Sect, even Tang Lian hadn't fully grasped it, but at this moment in desperate situation, Tang Lian had used Wan Shu Fei Hua to the extreme for the first time. He almost threw out all the hidden weapons in his hand. They bloomed in the air like a flower, and then poured down at the white-haired man and the purple-clothed man!

"How is it possible!" The white-haired man and the purple-clothed man exclaimed at the same time, their jade swords and paper fans danced wildly, and one by one hidden weapons fell to the ground, but they also forced them out of the door.

"You didn't disappoint me, but you still can't kill them at this level." The voice was still smiling, but Tang Lian felt the hand on her back retracted, and the gentle internal force gradually Dissipated in the body, the whole person was dizzy and passed out.

"Lian!" Tiannvrui hurried to help.

Monk Wuxin stood up at this moment, he opened his eyes, and said with a smile in his white robe Qingwu: "I have seen this scene of thousands of flying flowers, so I don't want to sleep in vain."

"Junior Brother!" Wu Chan shouted angrily.

"Hello, brother." Wuxin raised her eyebrows slightly, her eyes quickly swept across the field, she caught a glimpse of Xiao Se and Lei Wujie standing in the corner, smiled slightly, and flew to their side, grabbing a person's shoulder with one hand. "These two seem to be good people. The little monk wants to go to a place. I wonder if the two donors are willing to accompany the little monk."

"Wh...Where?" Lei Wujie hasn't reacted to this change yet.

"I don't want to." Xiao Se answered coldly.

The white-haired man and the purple-clothed man had stepped into the room again, and smiled unintentionally: "Duplicate." After speaking, he grabbed one with one hand, flew up and kicked the window open, and fell down.