Zheng Zetian looked at his bald head reflected in the moonlight,

"With such a distinctive feature, it's really hard to mistake it."

Under the sudden change, Yuan Tianxiao was so frightened that he subconsciously swung his arms and lifted the old man up. He flew out and hit the stone wall. There was a crisp sound, and the whole man broke into two pieces like sugar cane!

Li Shisheng immediately said, "Brother, let me help you catch that bald bastard!"

But the problem is that he was playing with hidden weapons back then, and he didn't pursue killing people with one knife. He made not a hundred but eighty of these small flying knives. He might have scattered them casually, or he might have killed someone and confiscated them. He didn't know at all.

Who is this 'Master'...

He's not dead yet? Oh, I went and changed into immortality clothes. That's not from Luo Jiao.

In addition, the old man's injuries before his death were also very strange. At that time, Yuan Tianxiao was stronger than his peers, and he definitely did not have much internal strength. It was definitely impossible to smash a cultivator into a stone wall and shoot it into two parts.

.

Hey! You still dare to come back! If you change your clothes to black, I won’t recognize you, right? You’ll have sex with me, right?

Zheng Zetian didn't tolerate him. He raised his hand and struck the bald man with a thunderbolt. Bang! He hit the bald man on the chest. He was beaten so hard that he fell on his back. The clothes on his upper body were all blown to pieces. His chest was burnt black and red, and all his chest hair was burned off.

Zheng Zetian took the opportunity to collect his robes, pretended to have just arrived, and approached him to ask who the monk was.

It turns out that this guy is really naturally bald...

The giant ape was still making a fuss by lifting the floor, but he didn't know that Zheng Zetian had already put on Taoist robes and retreated far away.

Unexpectedly, Yuan's attitude immediately changed when he heard this. He quickly let go of his hand and carefully smoothed Zheng Zetian's clothes.

"Stupid, idiot... I, I am not your master... I, I belong to Luo Jiao... I belong to Luo Jiao..."

"It's okay, it's okay! Brother Yuan, it's okay, just buy another one."

Yuan Tianxiao was so stupid since he was a child, and he didn't make much progress when he grew up. He didn't look like he was qualified to join the Luo Sect. However, he didn't seem to have a famous teacher to guide him, and he was able to cultivate to the Nascent Soul realm without any illness or injury.

The qualifications of this bone are really not bad. Rather than being a Taoist disciple, it is more like a container used for reincarnation.

"Haha! Finally there is game! The demon is... Huh? Brother Yuan? Brother Yuan, what are you doing?"

The old man gasped and stared at him,

"Cry, cry your ass... the horse rider... I can't believe... I will be famous all my life... I got pecked in the eye... and you are the only one left... with a wine bag and rice bag..."

Zheng Zetian then also boarded the boat. The soldiers on night watch were fast asleep. He also drew a circle in a corner of the cabin that no one noticed, sat down cross-legged, prepared a small bowl of water, and held Yuan Tianxiao's flying knife in his left hand.

, while chanting a curse, he cut his right arm with the blade of a knife, watched the blood fall into the bowl of water, and forced out the consciousness that had just been wiped off the magic weapon through the method of blood sacrifice.

The bald man was so frightened that he immediately escaped and flew into the air. He opened his mouth and spit out a flying knife, heading straight towards the starting point of the thunderous explosion.

...Don’t you have a flying sword? If you care about that sword so much, is it really a ‘master’s relic’?

Zheng Zetian couldn't guess it for a moment, but...

"Isn't Tianmen Peak far away in Zhushan? Why didn't Peak Master Yuan guard it in Zhushan and came here instead?"

This old man probably had an old injury in his body, which penetrated deeply into his bones and caused the decline of the gods and humans. When he was about to disband the army, he was suddenly plotted by the people around him. Judging from the injury, it should be the secret book of Luo Jiao, Cutting the Yin and Burning the Bones.

Marrow extraction hand.

Sure enough, after a while, another bald head jumped out of the forest! Nascent Soul Realm!

Then it’s easy to guess. This move is quite difficult, and it’s extremely vicious. Not only is it sinister and cruel, it’s extremely powerful. It can also extract people’s bone marrow, intercept people’s essence, and use it for your own purposes. When you practice it, you rarely kill innocent people.

, most people think it is detrimental to moral integrity, and most people don’t learn it.

Unexpectedly, Yuan Tianxiao actually calmed down. He frowned and thought for a while, then shook his head.

Zheng Zetian immediately put together a batch of Guixu Taoist robes and hid them in the dark.

In fact, if the other party is willing to talk nicely and spend some money to return the clothes to him, it is not impossible, but if you are going to behead him, even if you are an old brother of Luo Jiao, you will have to take off a layer of skin.

Zheng Zetian leaned over to listen, but Yuan Tianxiao was also interfering and wailing loudly.

Guarded by a peak in Mozhu Mountain? Not the same person?

A mouthful of blood spurted out from the bald head, and his head turned red.

"Grandma Vozhini's bastard! You stole my treasure! Come back! Give me back my treasure!"

You said you were going to die, so you should speak more concisely...

This old man calls himself Luo Jiao, so he probably won't lie before he dies.

"Dayou's apprentice, right? Remember, I'll come back to you for a drink!"

Yuan Tianxiao pointed at Zheng Zetian fiercely, and he was so shocked that he almost exploded with a thunderbolt.

When the giant ape saw him, he also lost his magic and transformed back into human form, but he was a rough man with thick eyebrows and big eyes. There were two streaks of blood streaming from his nose. He cried out, rushed over and hugged Li Shisheng.

"Shisheng! Shisheng! There is a bastard who plotted against me! He even snatched my knife! He also wiped out all my consciousness! Wow! My knife! What will I do if my knife can never be found again! Wow!

"

What? Louder, I can’t hear you clearly...

"If you look closely, you can see that he has a similar figure to a real person. He is wearing white clothes and has shaved his head. He looks like a bald monk."

"Oh, it's not a monk, that's the peak guarding master of Tianmen Peak, Yuan Tianxiao and Yuan Zhenren."

And he is still bald, so he probably came here for the Taoist robe.

There was a whistling wind in my ears, and all kinds of light and shadow memories flashed in front of my eyes, all the way back to the end, and then I opened my eyes suddenly.

"Yes, it's a flying knife, what kind of thing, about this long..."

The man cried louder and louder,

"What a buy! What a buy! My knife is a relic left by the master! I can never get it back, so why should I have the face to see the master! Wow! Master!"

Although it was dark and I couldn't see clearly, the bald man who attacked him was probably the long-faced monk from the Luo sect who came to get the Taoist robes.

It’s really convenient to have the blessing of Master’s connections...

But when I took a closer look, I saw that they were acquaintances, so I had to shake my shoulders, pull back my head, and ask.

As a result, this guy grinned and said,

"And you!"

Zheng Zetian rolled his eyes and wiped his face to wake up.

"Whoa, what's wrong, Master? Why did you pee? Do you want to go to the toilet? I'll take you there right now!"

Zheng Zetian made a gesture with his hands and muttered silently, and the bald man got up. He had already turned his hands and struck out with thunder. The branches of the power grid swept across, like millipedes, trying to catch the bald head.

In the power grid.

It was probably because he had been poisoned before, and all the bones in his body were brittle, so they broke with just one impact.

Yuan Tianxiao, "Master——Father——!!"

"Yes, I'm telling you, Master, I was practicing worshiping the moon just now, but I saw a man running away with a sword. It seems that you threw the flying sword."

So Zheng Zetian thought about it, did some calculations, and roughly guessed who Yuan Tianxiao's master was.

There are less than ten people in the sect who can master this technique, and at least seven of them were killed by the Taoist masters of the nine profound sects until their souls were gone and there was absolutely no chance of life...

Then there are only two left, one male and one female, so there is nothing left to guess.

This man's name is Xu Si, which is not four as one, two, three, four, but unscrupulous Si.
Chapter completed!