For a motorcycle, even if you really step on the gas pedal into the fuel tank, you can't do it like a car, because a motorcycle with two wheels is destined to never be able to run with four wheels, let alone a modified Dongfeng warrior.
Xu Rui wanted to release the water to let Xiang Que Yiqi Juechen leave, but there was no way, the co-pilot sat Zhang Bolin who stared at him coldly, and it would be embarrassing to release the water again, Xu Rui quarreled with chicken feet Stepping on the gas pedal as if in a hurry, biting Xiang Que firmly, the distance between the warrior and the motorcycle was only more than twenty meters away.
"Slow down, you don't need to catch up with him, just keep an eye on him." In the car, Zhang Bolin saw that the warrior was about to overtake the motorcycle, so he calmly ordered.
"What's the matter, this is for the cat to catch the mouse. If you catch it, let's not kill it and have fun?" Xu Rui said contemptuously: "It's really catching up. Do you think the few of us are Xiang Que? Opponent, you are afraid, right?"
Zhang Bolin immediately sneered and said, "That's why I asked you to slow down."
Although Zhang Bolin's sophistication is not as good as a normal person's, it doesn't mean that his IQ is not good. He can see it. Although the people in the car were ordered to chase after Xiang Que, they obviously didn't have the intention to do it. They might really do it. Now he is the only one. Since Zhang Bolin was struck by that lightning yesterday, Zhang Bolin's injuries have not recovered, and half of his martial arts have been crippled. When he is still intact, he may not be able to subdue Xiang Que, let alone He is still wounded, Zhang Bolin is waiting now, waiting for the reinforcements to come to support him, so as long as he bites the person, other people will naturally do it.
Hekou is a town, no matter whether it runs from east to west or north to south, you can measure the river mouth with two legs in ten minutes. It didn¡¯t take long for Dongfeng warriors to chase their motorcycles. It is a vast and endless grassland, where the wind blows and the grass is low, no cattle and sheep are seen, only the green grass that cannot be seen and a figure in a white robe.
On the prairie, the breeze blew, and the figure in the white robe stood with his hands behind his back. The breeze blew his long hair tied behind his head and moved with the wind. The white robe was spotless and the long pendant fluttered. The figure in his fifties was slightly bleak. He looks thin and seems to be very weak. If you put this person in the world of martial arts, the first thing that comes to mind is Chen Qingzhi, the white horse Tanhua.
Chen Qingzhi, whose name is Ziyun, was a general of Liang in the Southern and Northern Dynasties. He seemed to be physically weak, but in his thin bones, there was a heroic spirit that soared to the sky. He was not like Changshan Zhao Zilong who rode up and down alone as the savior, but he also entered the palace alone. The army of the Northern Wei Dynasty took the head of a general, and it was very dignified and unrestrained.
White Horse Tanhua Chen Qingzhi, a generation of elegant generals!
It's just that this person lacks a white horse under his crotch!
The figure in white robe raised his head lightly, looked at the motorcycle speeding up in the distance, and his eyes fell lightly on the body facing Que behind.
It's only been a few months since we saw each other, this fledgling young man has gone from being dismissive to being able to fight a few moves without losing, is he going to do it himself now?
"Stop the car, master" Xiang Que sighed leisurely.
"What's the matter, the oil hasn't been turned on yet, so why don't you leave?" the Northwest man asked in a puzzled way with a strong accent.
"If you really run out of gas in your motorcycle, are you going to let the motorcycle ride you back?" Xiang Que patted the driver on the shoulder and said, "Stop, let's go, I'll stay here and take a look." landscape"
"Crackling" the motorcycle stopped, and Xiang Que got off the car. The driver smiled sweetly at him and turned the front of the car back to Hekou. Then the Dongfeng Warrior also arrived, and Zhang Bolin couldn't wait to jump off the car.
Xu Rui leaned against the car door, looked at the white-robed figure who was less than ten meters away from Xiangqi, sighed and said, "Is this a fight between gods?"
Pei Dongcao frowned and said, "After spending a lot of money, even the head teacher of Tianshi was hired?"
Xu Rui scratched his head with a bit of shame, and said shyly: "He is a similar young man. Compared with him, we are several levels behind him."
Zhang Qingfang, the current head teacher of Beiman Tianshi, the fifty-eighth generation descendant of Zhang Daoling, the founder of Taoism, has been in charge of Tianshi Education for 36 years. The first time he stepped out of Beiman Mountain, all he did was the same young man.
"The people of Gujing Temple should not be underestimated. More than a year ago, Qi Changqing went to Beimang Mountain in a daze to overwhelm me and all the teachers of Tianshi. I will go to the capital in a few months, and you will force me to do a few tricks at the age of a weak crown. And if you are not defeated, in a few months someone will deal with you Gujing Temple, but they will personally invite me out of the mountain gate to take your knife. Although my generation of celestial masters are a little ashamed to attack you, a junior, I have to say I am the only one who is qualified to make a move in Beimang, and it is just a joke for others to come.?So I will take the trouble to go there, Xiang Que, you have already entered Tongyin in the capital a few months ago, and in a few months, you must have grown your cultivation base again, so I will not do anything to you Not to mention breaking the rules of practicing Fengshui and cultivating yin and yang, if you want to spread it out, outsiders can¡¯t make irresponsible remarks. I feel a little ashamed when I think about it. After all, you and I are 30 years behind in cultivation. But from your point of view, this life is enough, right?"
Xiang Que smiled lightly, and said: "That means, if you beat me up, I have to say thank you? It seems to be a matter of face, Zhang Tianshi, are you talking about praise or derogation?"
"It's true, you have to look at you young man with admiration," Zhang Qingfang said seriously.
Although it is a hostile relationship, Zhang Qingfang has to admit that a year ago, Qi Changqing suppressed the whole Beimang and dared not move rashly. After more than a year, a junior was reduced to let him do it himself. There are only four people in Gujing Temple. It can make their thousand-year-old Taoist sect fearful. If the Gujing Temple is not suppressed in this way, the three major sects of Dragon Tiger, Tianshi and Maoshan will become a laughing stock sooner or later.
Zhang Qingfang's first move must be to seek an explanation for his son. After all, Zhang Shoucheng is now a half-crippled person. Secondly, what he has to do is to tell Gujing Temple that if you make it bigger like this, many people will be angry. unsatisfied.
"I've seen the master of heaven," Zhang Bolin arched his hands and saluted Zhang Qingfang.
Zhang Qingfang raised his head to signal, and Zhang Bolin's face was slightly embarrassed. Even though he was a major disciple of Kunlun, there was obviously a big difference in the importance the other party paid to him and Xiang Que.
One opened his mouth for a long speech, and the other just raised his head to indicate, and the weight can be seen at a glance.
Zhang Bolin put down his hands and said to Xiang Que, "If you hand over that dragon ball, this matter may still be discussed."
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