Chapter 138 You can touch my woman too?

Author: Shunjun

Chapter 138 You can touch my woman too?

When Zhang Wuji saw Xuanming's Divine Palm hit, he pushed Xiao Zhao and Zhou Zhiruo away, so that they would not be affected by the aftermath of Xuanming's Divine Palm.

But he did not dodge and ate the Xuanming Divine Palm of the two elders Xuanming.

Although they were not affected by the aftermath, Xiao Zhao and Zhou Zhiruo still felt a bitter cold air coming towards them.

Seeing Zhang Wuji being hit, Xiao Zhao and Zhou Zhiruo couldn't help but scream.

At this time, Zhao Min also grabbed his clothes tightly and bit his lower lip lightly, his eyes full of anxiety.

Fan Yao was slightly stunned when he saw this scene. But then Fan Yao felt relieved.

After the two elders Xuanming learned the lesson last time, they did not dare to be proud anymore. Instead, they quietly looked at Zhang Wuji who had eaten their joint palm.

The two elders of Xuanming have been in the world for many years. The Xuanming Divine Palm they fought together has few people who can beat in the world.

The powerful convenience of Xuanming Divine Palm is the cold poison produced by the internal force of the Supreme Yin. The only weakness of this palm technique is that before the palm power is released, the strong internal force will knock the palm power back into the body of the palm-applied person.

Although the two elders Xuanming had already hit Zhang Wuji, they were still not relieved. They always felt that this kid had any conspiracy.

Xiao Zhao hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "Young Master! You."

Zhang Wuji did not speak, but gave her a smiling expression. Seeing this expression, Xiao Zhao's hanging heart finally let go.

Zhang Wuji looked at the two elders of Xuanming and said, "This Xuanming Divine Palm can really be called the word "Divine Palm". It seems that when you, the old man, did not do all your strength. The Baishu Taoist created such magical skills and could be called a master of a generation. It's a pity that such unique skills were passed down by the hands of flatterers."

Then Zhang Wuji's palms also emitted a cold air.

Zhang Wuji said: "Today I will also let you two old onions taste the power of this Xuanming Divine Palm."

After saying that, Zhang Wuji raised his hand and blew out two ice palm forces, and the bitter biting palm wind hit He Biweng and Lu Zhanke directly.

The two of them suddenly had a layer of ice and snow covering their eyebrows, and a green palm print appeared on their chests. The two were knocked to the ground, trembling constantly.

It’s a pity that the inner strength of the most yin and poison required by the Xuanming Divine Palm is unique to the technique. Zhang Wuji’s internal strength is extremely strong and yang contrary to it. Otherwise, he would have to steal the unique skills of the Xuanming Divine Palm no matter what.

Just now, he moved the universe and kept turning the cold poison palm power upside down in his body, cutting off two parts of the sinister poison of the palm power. Otherwise, He Biweng and Lu Zhanke might have suffered much more injuries.

But it's enough now. After all, the two elders of Xuanming are both over 60 years old. The cold poison invades the body is enough for them to drink a pot.

Seeing the two Xuanming elders who were shaking in the cold, Zhang Wuji couldn't help but chuckled.

Just as Zhang Wuji was dealing with the two elders of Xuanming and everyone's eyes were attracted, Wuwang Apu, who had been standing aside, suddenly stepped forward, then hugged Zhou Zhiruo, and then put the knife in his hand on her delicate neck.

Wuwang Apu said at this time: "Devil, yes." But before he finished speaking, Zhang Wuji had already turned his fingers and two yang fingers were used to hit him.

One blow knocked out Uwang Apu's ring knife, and another blow directly penetrated his forehead.

Zhang Wuji looked at the fallen Wuwang Apu and said, "My woman can also touch you, a barbarian, and a slut."

Then Zhang Wuji looked around and said, "Who still wants to die? I can help him today."

The warriors in the royal palace saw the two elders Xuanming shaking on the ground, and Wuwang Apu was killed on the spot. "Kudoutuo" was a traitor, so naturally he didn't work hard. No one else dared to take another step forward.

Seeing that no one dared to step forward again, Zhang Wuji said, "It seems we can leave now."

Zhao Min clenched her fists tightly, and she didn't know what to do now. She could only watch Zhang Wuji hold one in one hand and take Xiao Zhao and Zhou Zhiruo away from Wan'an Temple.

Zhao Min calmed down his mood and ordered: "Master Ku, go and follow them and see where they went!"

Fan Yao was stunned for a moment, but then he flew over and followed.

Zhang Wuji took Zhou Zhiruo and Xiao Zhao and fell to the door of an inn.

As soon as he entered the door, he said, "Shopkeeper, make a hot pot, cut three pounds of mutton, and then two bowls of white rice." After that, Zhang Wuji raised his hand and threw out a gold ingot.

Seeing that the guest officer was so generous, the waiter did not dare to neglect it. He quickly packed up the table and asked the three of them to sit down.

Looking at Zhou Zhiruo's haggard face, Zhang Wuji said, "Zhiruo, you have suffered during this period."

Zhou Zhiruo smiled prettyly, and she said, "Brother Wuji, I'm fine." Then he raised his eyes and looked at Zhang Wuji's chest. She asked, "Brother Wuji, your injury."

Zhang Wuji said: "It's nothing, but fortunately, that sword avoided the main internal organs. Although it was damaged, it was cured after ten days and half a month of care."

While they were talking, the waiter had already put a copper pot filled with charcoal fire on the table.

Zhang Wuji looked at Zhou Zhiruo and said, "I have been imprisoned for so many days, and I guess I can't eat or sleep well. In Hu Yuan's capital, it's hard to find fish and meat for us Han people. So follow the customs and eat some of their things."

When Zhang Wuji took Zhou Zhiruo and left, he knew that this girl was delicate, probably because she was eclipsed all day long.

A plate of fresh mutton was served.

The waiter put the mutton into a pot boiled by charcoal.

Zhang Wuji handed the chopsticks to Zhou Zhiruo, and Zhou Zhiruo was not polite. Although there was no seasoning for hot pot in this era, she, who had not had enough food for many days, immediately started to feast on her.

In front of others, she might also pay attention to the demeanor of the Emei disciples, but the person in front of her was her favorite. She didn't need to pretend to be in front of him.

At this moment, Fan Yao walked in.

Seeing Fan Yao walking in, Zhou Zhiruo stopped the bowls and chopsticks in her hand and looked at him blankly.

Zhang Wuji also noticed Fan Yao, and he said to Zhou Zhiruo: "Don't be afraid of Zhiruo, this is Fan Youtuan, we are our own people."

Fan Yao said, "Master, the princess asked me to come and find you. I am afraid that he will mobilize troops to round you up. According to my subordinates' opinions, it is better to avoid it."

Zhou Zhiruo put down the bowls and chopsticks at this time. She looked at Zhang Wuji and said, "It turns out that this master is a subordinate of Brother Wuji. No wonder we took the poison he gave, not only did we do anything, but we slowly recovered our internal strength. I originally thought that the poison was exerted slowly. It seems that Brother Wuji, you saved us."

Zhang Wuji smiled and said, "This is natural. You have been infected with the poison of the Ten Xiang Soft Jin Powder and lost all your internal strength. But this time we escaped from the sky. It is difficult for me to be able to understand it alone. It is better to let everyone recover their internal strength and disperse it and escape."

Zhang Wuji looked at Zhou Zhiruo and asked, "By the way, Zhiruo, how are your Emei Sect recovering now?"

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!