Zhao Hongxiu threw the Bagua Sword directly to Qi Dangxian, and then briefly explained what happened.
After hearing this, everyone couldn't help but be stunned. They didn't expect that Bu Lun Palace had such a profound foundation and that it hid such a powerful master.
After Qi Dingxian listened, he was silent for a long time, and then said: "It turns out that Master has a long history with our Qi family. No wonder he taught my father martial arts. How old is he now? I'm afraid he has lived longer than Zhang Sanfeng!"
Zhao Hongxiu said: "He has fulfilled his promise and has decided to retire. From now on, you may not be able to find him again."
Zhao Hongxiu knew that the old Taoist priest was a free and uninhibited person, but because of a previous promise, he was bound to the world of mortals.
Now, he feels that the promise has been completed, and it is time to go back, be himself, pursue a higher Tao, or quietly disappear into the dust of history.
He had such an astonishing ability, but he did not seek to be heard by the princes, nor did he want to leave his name in the world.
"All things in the world and all kinds of fate are really magical." Zhan Fei sighed in his heart after hearing this.
Qi Dingxian picked up the Bagua Sword, looked at it, and said, "Isn't my master the legendary swordsman from back then? But it doesn't matter anymore."
Zhao Hongxiu said: "His sword no longer belongs to the world. There is absolutely no one in this world who can take it..."
It was a sword that carried a piece of history, and it was the sword that brought the old Taoist priest's spirit to the pinnacle.
It would be difficult for him to carry out such a sword again in his life.
Qi Dangxian gave the Bagua Sword to Yang Guanguan and said, "Hold it for me. Later I will take it to the Imperial Capital to show Grandpa. He may know the origin of this sword."
He couldn't help but think of the words carved on the table by his ancestors - All glory goes to the people.
"This time, Master and cousin, you will join forces to help me defeat the enemy. I wonder what other off-board moves Clark will arrange to deal with me? I'm really looking forward to it." Qi Dingxian smiled slightly and said.
Zhao Hongxiu had no expression on her face and just said calmly: "If someone comes to attack, I will stop them."
This sentence is very domineering, but she is qualified to say it because she was once the unique "God's punishment" of the Zhao family.
Everyone is taking action around the two of them, and China is also targeting Clark and CIA, trying to distract him, cause him trouble, and disturb his state of mind.
More and more people gathered in Penglai, and even the Holy Cult dispatched some holy knights to follow Robben's instructions in Penglai and help Qi Yibingxian solve the secret troubles.
Qiao Qiumeng also led a group of Eternal Night Army, which should be called Holy Light Knights now. After they arrived in Penglai, they also nervously stared at Qi Dangxian's surroundings to ensure that he would not be disturbed.
After Clark learned that the people from Bu Lun Palace had missed, instead of being disappointed, he was actually a little happy, because this way he could truly appreciate how powerful Qi Bingxian's fists were at his peak.
Qi Dangxian also reaped the benefits of this war. The meeting between Yang Guanguan and Sun Yingshu came relatively suddenly, but they both had a tacit understanding and behaved harmoniously without any disputes.
This made Archbishop Qi feel depressed again. Just like this, this is the Shura Field. I really don’t know what those scumbags are afraid of, but my brother is not afraid at all!
"Ah... the attack was too harsh, be gentle!" Jiuheng's screams came from the courtyard early in the morning, like ghosts crying and wolves howling.
"Smelly monk, I have repeatedly tolerated it, but you keep pushing even further!" Zhao Hongxiu's cold voice was filled with hatred.
"This chop is so good, myss... half of my life is gone." Jiuheng's voice came again.
The veins on Zhao Hongxiu's forehead jumped, and he took a ruthless move. He got close to the body and pressed into Jiuheng's ribs with both hands. Then he hit Jiuheng with an uppercut, and then he turned around and kicked.
Jiuheng's strong body flew seven or eight meters away, hit the wall with a squeak, and passed out immediately. He rolled his eyes and murmured unconsciously: "It feels so good... so good...
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Qi Dangxian came out to take a look and saw that Jiuheng was almost half alive. He couldn't help but said coldly: "Zhao Hongxiu, please be gentle, don't really beat people to death! He has been beaten these days, and he is recovering."
Not that fast."
Zhao Hongxiu sneered: "He used my Go book to wipe his butt. Do you think he should die?!"
Qi Bing was speechless. He wanted to die, but he really only obeyed Jiu Heng.
As the war approached, both sides made more and more extravagant moves. At night, people often set off firecrackers nearby to disturb his sleep.
That night, another family invited folk people to "send evil spirits away", beating gongs and drums, and everyone passed by the villa area with large painted faces of Zhong Kui.
At the same time, in a Taoist temple in Daobei City, Master Zhang, who was wearing a Tai Chi robe, and Master Ziyang, who was wearing a purple robe, were also working together to practice. There were candles, copper coins, compasses, talismans and other weird things in front of them.
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The leader of the "send off evil spirits" team suddenly turned purple, fell to the ground on the spot, and died suddenly.
"Humph, you are a trivial person, but you still want to send a Yin evil spirit into your uncle's Yang house?" Tianshi Ziyang couldn't help but sneered and said.
"Uncle Master has seen that the gods are not bad. This evil spell cannot harm him. The most powerful blow may not be able to hurt his skin. However, it will affect other people in Yangzhai and distract him. It is not good for us.
These disciples and disciples can help him avoid these troubles." Zhang Tianshi on the side nodded and said lightly.
After saying this, Tianshi Zhang gave Tianshi Ziyang two tubes of holy water.
Tianshi Ziyang smiled happily and said: "Brother, this thing is good! If you go to the Holy See to grab it again next time... Bah, if you want to go to the Holy See again to look for opportunities, remember to take me with you. Junior brother, I am better at using talismans than senior brother.
You still need to be more proficient.”
Zhang Tianshi then smiled and said: "Easy to say, easy to say!"
Qi Bingxian didn't care about these off-board tricks. For him, his mind was already complete and he had no fear at all.
In the early morning of this morning, large numbers of spectators had already poured into the largest gymnasium in Shimabei City.
Qi Dangxian was wearing a loose black sportswear. His figure already looked thin, but this time he wore black clothes that made him look slimmer. Standing next to Jiuheng, he looked like a thin dog.
"Let's go to the scene." Qi said casually.
This martial arts tournament has already begun, but the previous competitions didn't get much attention.
But today, it was Clark and Qi Yiping's one-man show!
The strongest combat forces of the United States and China will meet in the arena.
"It's finally about to begin!" Jiu Heng rarely looked for a fight today. He looked very excited and had been looking forward to this battle for a long time.
Qi waited for others to take the bus and arrived at the gymnasium. The place was crowded with people, and everyone knew that there was a big event today, and everyone was very excited.
Zhao Hongxiu looked at Qi Bingxian and said coldly: "Don't die, my aunt will be sad."