Dangerous

The mountain path of Bihua Mountain is winding, and Luo Chunqiu can only run on the mountain now. I don't know how many miles the horse has traveled and how long it can be chased, but Luo Tianqiu, who was holding him in his chest, gradually shouted out, "Second Martial Uncle, the group behind us is getting farther and farther away."

At this time, a cliff appeared in front of them. When Luo Chunqiu found that the horse was near the cliff, he was so anxious that Luo Chunqiu immediately pulled up the reins, but it was too late! Strong inertia pulled the horse straight to the edge of the cliff.

Seeing such a scene, Tian Qiu couldn't help sighing, "I am dead!" He closed his eyes.

At this time, Luo Chunqiu stepped on his left foot and his right foot. TianQiu just felt up and heard a "boom".

Tian Qiu opened his eyes and saw that the second martial uncle was holding him and standing at the edge of the cliff, while the horse under him could not stop its inertia and fell off the cliff. Before Luo Tianqiu reacted, there was a loud roar behind him... Luo Chunqiu looked around and immediately put Luo Tianqiu down from his arms.

"Qiu Er, just now Martial Uncle saw that there is a path over there. I don't know where to go. Go there quickly. Martial Uncle will stop them for you first."

Luo Chunqiu looked at Luo Tianqiu and felt his forehead, feeling more sad.

"Qiu Er, you should remember that it is the demons of the Demon Sect who have destroyed your family! If you can escape, you must revenge for us. We are afraid of death, and we cannot bow in front of these demons."

The howling sound behind him was getting closer and closer with the sound of horse hooves. Luo Chunqiu attached himself to Tian Qiu's ear again. After saying a few words, he suddenly shouted.

"Go!"

TianQiu looked at the righteous appearance of the second martial uncle and gritted his teeth.

"Second Martial Uncle, take care!"

Tian Qiu looked deeply at Luo Chunqiu again, stepped out of his legs and ran away along the path beside the cliff.

As he ran, he looked back and saw the Second Martial Uncle in an open stance, waiting

TianQiu was known as a prodigy when he was young. He built his foundation at the age of three and began to learn martial arts at the age of five. But he was only six years old. His two legs ran forward with all his life's strength. TianQiu couldn't run. He was tripped by a branch and fell to the ground at once. But TianQiu knew that the five demons had come after him. The voice of the words in the ear of the second martial uncle and himself when they left was in the ear, and he could not help clenching his teeth and struggling to crawl forward with pain.

Unfortunately, TianQiu was exhausted and fainted.

I don't know how long it took.

TianQiu suddenly felt the fishy smell all over his face, and a strange fishy smell came into his nostrils and small mouth. He reluctantly opened his eyes and saw a small stream of water pouring into his face.

TianQiu finally saw that it was one of the five demons who opened his pants and urinated, and the urination was shooting towards his face to wake him up. And the devil said, "The Sikong Cult Leader's move is really excellent, which is both labor-saving and effective."

Tianchou immediately rolled towards the grass beside him and dodged his urine, but before he stood up, the "regional magician" Sikong grabbed Tianchou and said:

"Kid, tell me quickly, where is your Luo Family's" Secret Script of Thunderbolt Palm "?"

What secret script does Luo Tianqiu know about Thunderbolt Palm? With his character, even if he knew it, he would not say it.

Sikong Tong, the "regional magician", pulled TianChou and asked him to stand in front of him, pretend to be gentle and whisper to TianChou.

"Kid, did your father or uncle ever tell you where to put something?"

Tian Qiu, who was full of poetry and books since childhood, was called a prodigy. He looked at the "Magic of the Region" and disdained "where to put it, how can I know, even if I know why to tell you."

The "regional magician" seemed to know something, but he could not help pretending to be gentle, and was not compatible with his long beard.

"Little devil, as long as you tell me where you put it, I will..."

Before the "regional magician" was finished, TianQiu shouted

"Devil, you can't think of it."

The "regional magician" laughed with a ferocious face.

"Now that you are in the hands of my Demon Sect, I'm not afraid you won't say it."

The "magic hand of the region" pushed his right palm and waved his left palm lightly. He heard only a "snap". TianQiu's left palm fell out of joint, and the whole person fell to the ground with dust on his face. Suddenly, a strange pain came from the bottom of his heart... TianQiu rolled on the ground in pain.

"Eh!" The regional magician said strangely, but TianQiu still refused to say.

"So stubborn! How long can you be stubborn?" Sikong Tong is not patient.

He repeatedly waved his left hand, "Pa......" and repeatedly let Tian Qiu's other nine knuckles disengage. TianQiu's head immediately shed bean-sized sweat, but TianQiu still said nothing about the secret script!

"I see how long you can hold on! Little devil, I will play with you!"

The regional magician is known as the magician. The acupoint tapping technique is unique. He immediately waved his left and right hands together and took a series of shots at TianQiu's whole body. Immediately, TianQiu's ten toe joints, two arm joints and two hands joints were all separated by the regional magician.

The regional magician was no longer questioning the whereabouts of the "Mysterious Thunderbolt Palm Script", but did not believe that a six-year-old Luo Tianqiu could keep it so secret.

The regional magician was still disappointed. Tian Qiu's sweat had soaked his clothes, but Tian Qiu didn't talk about a word of thunderclap except his eyes and lips.

The regional magician became angry with shame. He clapped his right palm and said, "Pa! Pa!" four times, which broke TianQiu's limbs and forearms. He didn't believe that there were such tough people in the world. TianQiu's eyes shed blood and tears, and the blood on his lips "tick". Apart from the "tick, tick" sound on the cliff, there was no voice of the five demons.

Suddenly... a fat face man from one of the five demons bowed to the regional magician and said:

"Hall master, the boy's limbs are all broken. If you go on like this, the kid..."

The regional magician hit the fat face man with one palm, and the blood in the fat face man's mouth was straight out. The regional magician refused to admit defeat.

"I don't believe, I don't believe, there are such people in the world."

The regional magician grabbed TianQiu's chest clothes and walked to the edge of the cliff to let TianQiu soar.

"Little devil, as long as you say the word Xuantian, our leader will let you go. If you are so stubborn and don't listen, then I..."

Suddenly, a strong wind suddenly hit, and the regional magician was caught off guard, stepped back a few steps, and the Luo Tianqiu in his hand was also taken away.

The leader of Sikong Cult was shocked and wondered where to kill Cheng Yaojin? And that man's skill is extraordinary. The Sikong Cult Leader looked up and saw an old man standing on the ridge ten feet away with white eyebrows and beards, bright forehead, wearing a gray robe, and smiling with red light on his face. Obviously, the strong wind just now was the result of the old man's palm power.

Chief Sikong blinked, as if he didn't believe it. Why does a white-haired old man have such internal power? I'm afraid it's difficult to find several Wulin experts in the world today. He didn't know that the strong wind was only caused by the old man's casual flick of his long sleeve. If it is to use the power to deliver the palm, any of them can't bear it. They can't die on the spot, and it will take several years to cure.

The Sikong Cult Leader knew that he had met an expert today. Fortunately, he was quick to respond and immediately bowed and arched his fist.

"Who is the senior master? I am the Kongtong, the leader of the 'Demon Cult', and I have never worshipped the mountain. I hope you will forgive me!"

"Oh, it turned out to be a thief of the Demon Sect. No wonder he would use such vicious tricks on a baby who is still wet. What a beast!"

As soon as the old man spoke, his ears were buzzing and hurting. The old man said as he came to Sikong Cult Leader.

"Can you stop meddling in this matter, senior?" Sikong Cult Leader was cold in his heart and tried hard to dissuade this expert.