Chapter 302 dogmatic head

The obscene old man slapped his hand, but he didn't chase him again. He thought he was enjoying the mackerel's leg meat. Needless to say, the old man in yellow robe was also hit by this blow. He sat on the ground and rolled his eyes and gasped for a long time before he could relax. He got up and was about to rush out again. "Second, what kind of man are you? I'll come over and fight with you for 300 rounds."

"Yes, this account can't be settled. His cultivation is not as good as yours, so he came up with such a despicable sneak attack. You were beaten so embarrassed. If it spread out, everyone would think that you had been practicing in isolation for ten years." Yun Zheng sat on the gravel and kept insuading him. It would be better for the two old guys to fight both sides, so that he could save Goya and escape.

"This is the reason. I have been fighting with my second brother for decades, and I have always scored high and down." The old man in yellow robe jumped out as he spoke, and several ups and downs flew dozens of meters. Yun Zheng climbed up a big stone and wanted to sit on the mountain to watch the tiger fight and prepare for the harvest. Unexpectedly, the scene of the two old guys fighting and their brothers did not appear. The obscene old man sat at the door of the cave, but Goya still lay motionless. The yellow-robed old man rushed to the front and suddenly stopped, staring at the obscene old man for a while, and finally did not pat his raised arm. He turned around and came back.

Yun Zheng sighed, "You are still afraid of him."

The old man in Huangpao shook his head and said, "I forgot that the second brother has to practice for two hours after every full meal. Isn't it a great violation of the morality of the practitioners when I hit him at this time? I can't do such a thing. If I want to beat him, I also have to defeat him with dignity and convince him."

Yun Zheng said, "He just attacked you without morality. Why do you want to tell this scumbag?"

"The second brother is a little despicable and has poor cultivation, but this is not the reason for me to beat him while he is practicing," the old man in yellow robe shook his head and continued, "What is morality? morality is not something to be made in public, but even if there is no one around him, the practitioners should be respected. Adhering to the things that are not contrary, not taking advantage of people's dangers, and being upright, these are the most basic morals of practitioners. The second brother's sudden action is despicable, shameless and im moral, but wouldn't I be the number one person with him if I do the same? When he practiced, I couldn't take advantage of people's danger. When he was full of anger, I would fight with him for 300 rounds. Boy, you should be able to see the sharp difference between the second brother and me. Don't learn from him, walk around the world, and follow the morality of the monk first.

Yun Zheng is quite speechless. This old man is a dead brain. He originally wanted to intice him to fight with the obscene old man, but he didn't expect to be taught a lesson by him. Yun Zheng suddenly flashed and asked, "Senior Huang, I'm a junior cultivation. Of course, my cultivation is one heaven and earth compared with you..."

The old man in yellow robe nodded proudly, "Well... the boy is quite self-aknowledgeable."

Yun Zheng continued, "But you banned my martial arts without my consent. You are bullying and greatly violate the morality of the practitioners. If you don't make it clear to me, I'm very unconvinced. I will go out to talk about it in the future. You and the second brother are the same hill."

"Nonsense, which one bullied the weak? I'll open the forbidden vein for you." The old man in Huangpao's face really changed, and he patted him with a palm. Yun Zheng only felt that his body was smooth for a while, and his breathing was suddenly smooth. He tried to be of luck. Sure enough, Yun Zheng bowed slightly and said, "Xie Huang, I won't accompany you." Saying that, he turned around and wanted to leave.

"Don't go." The old man in yellow robe shouted and reached out to grab Yun Zheng's shoulder. He had not yet used the magic power of the beast's claws, but the power was not bad. The air was rattling, and Yun Zheng only felt an invisible force grabbing his shoulder and pulling back fiercely. Yun Zheng had expected that the old man in yellow robe would not let go easily. At that moment, his shoulders suddenly sank down, turned around and waved his arms, and punched the old man in yellow robe.

Yun Zheng used four-star cultivation with his hands. This punch is also a martial art "cloud electric sky dance boxing" that he had just learned. As soon as the fist became full of his body, the wind surged and the wind roared, and the fist circumference hit the old man in yellow robe with thunder and lightning.

"Good momentum, so fancy." The old man in the yellow robe praised, his feet did not shake, and stretched out a palm to take Yun Zheng's thunderous punch. The fists intersect, and there is a soft sound. Yun Zheng only feels that he has no power to hit a ball of cotton. The shining electric light around the fist was also resolved by the power of the palm of the old man in the yellow robe, as if the tyrannical lightning was suddenly swallowed up by his palm.

Yun Zheng's punch did not hurt him at all, and he couldn't help but be surprised. With his right hand, he held the eight famous knives in the hidden ring in the palm of his hand. The lightning flashed, and the knife was horizontal, and he attacked the old man in yellow robe.

"Good boy, I haven't seen your martial arts skills yet. Play slowly. I want to learn two tricks." As soon as the old man in Huangpao saw the novel martial arts, he suddenly became energetic and did not stand still to resist. His body unfolded, and the soles of his feet were windy. His body was suddenly as fast as a virtual shadow, avoiding Yun Zheng's knife with one move, which was extremely relaxed.

After a while, Yun Zheng's body consumed a lot of martial arts, and his forehead also saw sweat. He thought that this old guy was really a pervert. If he hadn't had the idea of seeing his martial arts skills, he would have been defeated long ago. Which bastard inscriptionist is most afraid of the martial artist's approach? I'm close to this old guy, but how can I stand him?

Yunzheng complained in his heart that the knife technique made it tighter, and the time compression rate of shrinking the sky is 2.5 times, and the body method is as fast as lightning. Originally, the old man in yellow robe's body method was very fast with the power of the wind and evil inscription. Slowly Yun Zheng caught up, and the movement of the body of the foot seemed to slowed down. The trajectory of the old man in yellow robe gradually groped out.

Yun Zheng suddenly hugged his head with a knife and judged in advance that the old man in the yellow robe must have slipped sideways to avoid it, so he used this knife to stop the waist and chop in advance, so that the old man could not avoid it. The speed of this knife can be described as the momentum of thunder. A ten-foot-long snowy knife is shot out of the blade of the seven-foot-five-long passing water cutting edge. The surrounding places are shrouded in the knife force. Yun Zheng has enough confidence that even if the immortals come, they can never escape.

Of course, the old man in the yellow robe also saw that the knife was powerful. He did not hide, but stopped and stretched out his right index finger with a "Cong" sound, which had cut the dead water in Yun Zheng's palm to the sky, and Yun Zheng's whole arm was numb. This is the truth of one force to reduce ten sessions. No matter how beautiful your fancy moves are and you don't have enough martial arts to build a foundation, everything is still free to talk about.

The old man in yellow robe reached out to catch the falling knife, took it in his hand and looked at it a few times, and praised, "It's a pity that you don't have enough cultivation. If you can exert the power of this eight big inscriptions, I can't fly it today. Shi Shuizhan, well, this is the knife you snatched from the secret library of the Yuwen family. I heard that Yuwen Pixian spent nearly tens of millions of crystals to get this treasure knife, which is really not ordinary.

It's normal for this old guy to talk and chat if he doesn't talk about morality. When the knife arrived in other people's hands, Yun Zheng was a little dumbfounded. It was originally a stolen property. I guess he might not come back. Yun Zheng smiled and said, "Yu Wen Pi is a waste and specializes in inscription. He knows nothing about martial arts. The treasure knife is also violent in his hand. It is useful to hide a fart in the secret room for thousands of years. At that time, it will be sent. The mold and hair have long hair, and the treasure's knife has also become a waste.

The old man in the yellow robe actually nodded repeatedly and agreed, "The treasure knife is given to the hero. Yu Wen Pi shows that the bastard is indeed violent with this knife. You are right. If I practice martial arts, if I don't hear such a treasure, I will also take it. The benefits of the sword should be famous in the world. This is the right of the sword. What is the right of the sword? Don't bury it in the secret room under the ground. This is morality. Take it, boy." With that, he handed the knife to Yun Zheng.

"Aren't you a master invited by the Yuwen family to deal with me?" Yun Zheng hesitated to take the knife and put it away. He was a little stunned. As soon as the two old guys appeared, he felt that they were the two of the "Three Elders of Tianzhu" mentioned by Liu Zhi. How could they take back the knife and return it to himself? Is this yellow-robed old man really stupid, or is he stupid enough to play cat-and-mouse games with himself in a harmless manner?

Anyway, he couldn't fight the old guy in front of him by force, so Yun Zheng simply didn't fight and sat on a stone. There is no need to think about escaping for the time being. With the old man's cultivation, he will never escape ten feet and can be captured. Damn big inscriptionist, why is his cultivation so high and perverted?

The old man in yellow robe hummed, "The bastard lost his knife and wants me to get it back. Dream about it. He has the ability to ask you by himself. How can I do such a dog-leg thing for the Yuwen family? Boy, don't worry. I said I will return this knife to you. How can I take it back against morality?"

Yun Zheng is very grateful. Such a thing as morality is so fucking good. You old man, you'd better abide by all kinds of morality and rules, and it's better to bind yourself to death. Yun Zheng asked tentatively, "Senior Huang, aren't you the three so-called three elders of the Yuwen family who lived in seclusion and practiced on Tianzhu Peak?"

The old man in Huangpao said, "My second brother and I are living in seclusion and practicing in Tianzhufeng, but I don't know if there are any other nicknames of Tianzhu Sanlao. As for the Yuwen family, hehe, my surname is Huang, but I am not from the Yuwen family, and the second brother is not."

Yun Zheng was overjoyed and said that it would be easy for you not to be surnamed Yuwen. As long as there is no blood relationship with the Yuwen family, with your dogmatic head, I will try to transfer you to a dead end.