Chapter 202 Everyone has their own ideas

"Hahahahahahaha! I have killed countless people in my life, and I haven't seen anyone who can escape from my men. The dragon Taoist listened and suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed. The laughter was like the sound of gold and stone. The sharp sword came out of its sheath. In the wind and snow, it pierced into the sky and condensed.

"That's not necessarily true." Bai Su narrowed his eyes, and the golden glasses covered the cunning light in the eyes below: "Although the Quanzhen religion of Longmen Wudang is powerful, it has not suppressed the Shaolin Zen sect for thousands of years. Elder Long didn't know Xu Changchun, the descendant of the Zen generation. With his ability, when he tried his best to use the King Kong's not bad magic body, he was also defeated by Wang Chansheng. Of course, I don't doubt that you have no chance to kill Wang Chan at all, but now, it's obvious that there are two benefits... With all due respect, without our help, you won't have a great chance of success.

"Have even the people of Zen sect fallen into his hands?" Long Daoren's voice paused for a moment: "Then let's see. If I really can't kill him, I will naturally cooperate with you." The old Taoist priest's tone was slightly surprised. Obviously, as Bai Su said, he knew about Xu Changchun's affairs.

It's just that this man has experienced too much in his life. He has long been used to all kinds of things in the world. His self-cultivation is like a pool of stagnant water. He ignores the provocation and excitement between Bai Su's words, as if the wind is blowing his face, and he can't give birth to any negative emotions.

"I'm afraid. You only have one chance to take action." Bai Su snorted and said more explicitly: "That Wang Chanba's achievement is the birth of the white tiger, and the surname is very big. If you don't provoke him, it's okay to say that once you do it, you will be born and die."

"In this world, the first 300 years are counted as 300 years. Maybe someone can defeat me, but it is impossible for the real martial arts ancestor to be reborn if he can kill me head-on. Don't talk nonsense. In front of you, let's go!" The dragon Taoist suddenly said gently, and suddenly stood up from the ground. He didn't move under his feet and didn't see any posture. His whole body was close to the ground and swept out in the direction of several people.

"You master, you are really awesome at home!" Seeing the dragon Taoist, his feet were shaking like the wind, and he was 100 meters away in an instant. Just now, he was still "tit-for-tat" Bai Su. At this time, there was a long breath in his protruding chest, and his forehead suddenly oozed dense beads of sweat the size of soybeans.

At the right time, the two had a dialogue. Although the dragon Taoist never turned around, Bai Su was the first to brunt it. Immersive in the situation, the pressure of the forbidden was not enough for outsiders to know. It was not until now that the dragon Taoist got up and left that he suddenly relaxed his spirit, just like fighting with people for a few hours, and he was sweating all over. Drizzling.

"I have heard my master say before that in the first half of his life, he ran for the Qing court and lived for others. Later, when the Qing Dynasty was destroyed and went into the mountain, he was considered to be regarded as living for himself. Half a good wine and half a sword. Up to now, only the sword in his hand can entrust all his spirit. However, I don't quite understand these words, but you two think, what is the strength of my master? Is it impossible to kill Wang Chan?" Song Jie held the sword in his chest, and the slender five fingers of his left hand were always held on the cold bronze scabbard.

"Unfathomable." Bai Su adjusted his breath and slowly spit out four words from his mouth: "Since ancient times, the sword fairy method has been the way of killing. It is the most fierce. The dragon Taoist man has practiced the unity of the body and sword, and the breath ejected from the pores is all a sword spirit. I want to fight with him. Within three moves, if not If you die, you must try your best to escape.

"The golden elixir is held inside, and the divine front is shown on the outside. As long as this Mr. Long takes another step forward, he can immediately turn the elixir into a golden elixir with his sword, just like a real immortal arhat. Standing aside, Jinzhu Dabao Lama, who has never spoken, although he practiced the magic secret method of hiding secrets all the way, which is completely different from that of the Central Plains, it does not mean that he does not know the sword fairy method of the Taoism. On the contrary, this taciturn big lama understood more clearly than Bai Su, and he couldn't help taking a breath of cold air for the strength of the dragon Taoist.

In the case of turning his back to the two masters of magic power, he can oppress Bai Su's sweaty characters with just a few words. How strong should the kung fu power be?

Masters may not all have momentum, but those who have momentum must be masters. To deter the opponent with breath, this is a soldier who subverts without fighting in the art of war.

People who have practiced martial arts to their realm have a high degree of energy. Often an inadvertent look can scare ordinary people to death, and the breath is exposed to the outside of the body. The invisible deterrence, as long as they are not masters of the same level, they will be distracted, bold, and defeated before the battle. Unless it is a peerless master like Wang Chan, whose qi and blood are solidified like steel, and his heart and will are not moved by external things, he may not be affected by the other party's breath under any circumstances.

"However, Wang Chan is also a world-class murderer. He has become a swordsman. If he can really kill Wang Chan, it will also save our business. If we can't do it, we will lose both sides at the worst. We can also reap profits and follow him. I don't think we will suffer losses."

Bai Su is obviously looking forward to the scene of the battle between Long Daoren and Wang Chan.

"Forget it, it's useless for us to say anything here. Let's follow it quickly and ask him to meet Wang Chan earlier. At this time, Zhou Yinqiao and Wei Changjiang should have started with Wang Chan. I'm afraid it will be too late.

Song Jie nodded, and a flash of light flashed in his eyes: "Wang Chan is now in an abandoned factory in the suburbs. This time we must prepare in advance, ambush on the road, and then do it!"

And while the three of them were walking and talking, none of them noticed that not far from the side of their bodies, covered by a tree shadow, there was a middle-aged man in a black Zhongshan suit, carrying his hands on his backs and looking at the backs of several of them.

This middle-aged man's face is resolute and angular like a knife and an axe chisel. His black hair is all behind his head, and his eyes can't see any brilliance in the dark. A man stands under the shadow of the tree and can't even hear the sound of breathing. If it hadn't been true if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes. If there is a person, he thinks it is a stone next to the big tree by his breath.

Although it is already in the middle of the night, there are only a few people in this place, but this middle-aged man stood in the dark, his breathing was almost stagnant, and there was no emotion in his eyes, so even masters like Bai Su and Jinzhu Dabao Lama could not find it in time. His existence.

Looking at Bai Su and others talking casually, discussing how to deal with the various situations between Wang Chan and Long Taoist people next. It gradually faded away until the back disappeared, and there was a faint roar of the motor from the distance. The middle-aged man in Zhongshan suit slowly withdrew his eyes and slowly spit out a The mouth was turbid, and the two eyes began to emit as bright as the stars in the sky.

He also followed Bai Su and others all the way here. Although the two sides were still far away, if he hadn't found the dragon Taoist who was drinking and enjoying the moon in the snow early, he would have immediately used the secret method, closed his breath, and sealed his pores with all the smell on his body, making himself like a big stone. "Human flavor", I'm afraid that at this time, he has long been discovered by the Dragon Taoist.

"This old monster is getting younger and younger. The Taoist method is really different and mysterious. It can make people immortal and rejuvenate. Fortunately, he is the only one like this, otherwise I can't deal with it in Zen Buddhism.

Walking out of the darkness under the shadow of the tree, the middle-aged man whispered to himself, and suddenly showed a smile on his face that no one could understand: "However, the Lin family's handwriting is getting bigger and bigger, and even several relationships left behind in the war years have been used. Bai Su, Jinzhu Lama, Yu Xuanji, Zhou Yinqiao, Anthony. Marcus and Wei Changjiang are also working for the Lin family without telling me! Now invite this old monster out and sit down. Such a powerful force really wants to form a joint force, and even I can't deal with it. I don't know how Wang Chan will deal with it?

After patting a layer of snow on his shoulder, the middle-aged man looked up at the moon that was almost covered by a dark cloud above his head, and suddenly laughed. The cold moonlight sprinkled on his face, and it was Xu Changchun, who had just recovered his wounds in China and became the secret magic of Zen.

Only Xu Changchun, a master who can fight with Wang Chan, hide all the fluctuations emanating from his body at such a short distance, so that he can't find it when the dragon Taoist doesn't pay attention.

"The old monster, when he fought with him for the first time in Shaolin Temple, was beaten so badly by him. Now I have practiced King Kong's not bad magic body and Voldemort magic power, just looking for an opportunity to see his invisible sword spirit and voicate the evil spirit. Unfortunately, this time it's mainly to deal with Wang Chan. You might as well ask the two of them to fight first. Wang Chan's kung fu is strange and more solid than the sword spirit, but the two of them happened to be the right tip of the needle. I watched the hustle and bustle first, and finally decided not to do it. If the old monster wins, I will fight with him. If Wang Chan wins, it's not too late for me to find Wang Chan again.

After a few bursts of laughter, Xu Changchun also moved forward. 2959 "Life is so helpless! If it weren't for the pressure in China, Wang Chan and I might still be good friends. After learning from each other, there was no possibility of breaking the limit and walking out of a road that my predecessors had not walked... Maybe this happened, I should abandon everything and go back to Shaoshi Mountain. Where is the life I really want.

A long sigh was spread far away by the cold wind. Not long after Xu Changchun left, dark clouds covered the moon in the sky, and it was dark. Suddenly, a gust of wind surged on the flat ground. Then the wind roared and swept the world. In the early morning after midnight, another huge snowstorm fell on the whole city of Novosibirsk.

(to be continued)