The Song Dynasty has been deliberate for 16 years, only to know that it is the Water Margin

(After the injection, the fever didn’t go away. It came back within an hour or two, and my head seemed to be in a dream. I’ll make up for the past two days when I get better.)
Looking at the rising morning glow above, with a faint hint of fish belly white, Zhao Tao squinted his eyes.

It's getting dark now, and we have entered the depths of Roulang Mountain. Let's see where you go!
Before, it was because it was too dark and I was worried about ambushing suppressors and the like, so I just chased them without losing them.

Now we must intercept the other party and cannot delay it any longer. No matter whether we live or die, we must resolve this matter.

Seeing Yuan Jing running into a forest in front of him again, Zhao Tong quickly followed from the side.

It's not dark in the forest. It feels like hazy dawn. You can see objects and distinguish tree obstacles and the like.

He saw a figure flashing not far away, who was it if it wasn't Yuan Jing!
"Miss Zhi, stay here, I will be rude if you leave again!" Zhao Tong suddenly roared, causing the leaves of the tree crown to fall in clusters.

This was Shaolin's Lion Roar Kung Fu. He had never seriously studied this martial art, but Ruchi, a disciple of Monk Qinghai, had used it against Yang Yuan that day, so he memorized it and found that it was only [-]% similar.

But 20% of the lion's roar is not even the essence, but it is far better than the original version that Ru Chi has practiced for more than ten or twenty years.

There are naturally high and low levels of martial arts and boxing skills, but it also depends on who uses them.

This is the principle of turning decay into magic. When the state of mind is high, the most skillful and unworkable, and return to nature, often the most common tricks can produce stunt-like effects. This is Zhao Tong's current state.

He roared, and Yuan Jing in front of him couldn't help but paused. He was obviously frightened by him. Zhao Tong took advantage of this opportunity to flash over and spit out the sword light in his hand, piercing the back of Yuan Jing's heart.

Zhao Tong shows no mercy. If he can't catch Yuan Jing alive, even if he is dead, leaving her in the world is really a disaster. After all, it is not easy for the army to contain a half-step grandmaster. If they meet outside, who will be the one? Her opponent?If we don't take it at this time, it will definitely become a serious problem.

Yuan Jing made a soft sound and turned around suddenly. The veil that covered her face had been scraped away, revealing a face that was as beautiful as a lotus. It was a face that was as shy as the moon behind the moon, and a look that would captivate the entire country.

Zhao Tong raised his eyebrows slightly, but his hands showed no mercy at all, and he wanted to stab the other person to the core.

Yuan Jing's sleeve suddenly flashed with golden light, and she suddenly shot a small arrow, which made Mo Xie's sword jingle, and her body began to slide backwards along with the incoming force.

But what a magical weapon Mo Xie is, and how sharp and unstoppable Zhao Tong's swordsmanship is. How can it be easily knocked open by an arrow?
Watching the opponent's sword continue to strike with thunder, Yuan Jing's expression remained unchanged. He waved his hands repeatedly and fired several arrows, some of which were gold and silver. They were obviously the Acacia Arrow and the Soul-Destroying Arrow.

Zhao Tong felt his arms were slightly numb at this moment. The opponent's two archery skills were still extremely powerful. The arrows could be used as weapons or hidden weapons, but apart from these, he didn't see anything else unusual.

At this time, he drew his sword away and the maknae withdrew it, changed his technique and continued to attack, but there were trees everywhere in the forest, so he could not use his deadly eleven swords. The opponent's arrow was small in size, but it was not constrained by this. There were more than a dozen moves going back and forth at one time.

Not only does this Yuan Jing use arrows with both hands, but his legs and feet also don't stop, imitating some of the scorpion's attack techniques, which is cunning and weird.

Zhao Tong couldn't help but frown. The opponent had a geographical advantage on Roulang Mountain. No matter how many methods he had, he was constrained and didn't know where to start.

At this moment, he was still using the Moye Sword, and it was a bit laborious to move it. If he had taken a big gun, it would be impossible to fight in this forest.

There is a word in the art of war called adapting to local conditions. This word is not only suitable for military strategists to fight, arrange troops, ambush and siege, it is also suitable for two martial arts masters to fight.

In a dense forest like this, it is better to use short weapons. The shorter the better, a dagger is more convenient than a sword.

But Zhao Tong didn't have a dagger on his body. He always had a Moye sword on his body and nothing else. At this time, he couldn't help but frown.But after only three or five breaths, his cuffs suddenly tightened, he retracted his sword, and started fisting with bare hands.

Yuan Jing's pupils shrank when she saw this. She had noticed Zhao Tong's embarrassing situation. She quickly raised her hands, holding a small arrow between her slender fingers. One hand was gold, the other silver, and she stabbed towards Zhao Tong like a bird spreading its tail.

This thing is actually very difficult to defend, because the arrow can be used as a dagger to attack, and it can also be shot out at any time and become a hidden weapon.

In this dense forest, this short arrow is simply the best weapon.

Zhao Tong's expression was cold, and his hands suddenly moved. The cuffs of his sleeves puffed up, and his palms and wrists were completely exposed. The finger joints seemed to be longer, and the blood color on them quickly darkened. The two hands that were originally normal in color turned livid, even Somewhat black.

At this moment, he directly used the Underworld Claw.

The reason why I chose this kind of martial arts in the Beidou Six Paths Sutra instead of the claw techniques of Songshan Temple, or even the Tianzhan Kou, is because the Earth Yin Claw has the power of gold and stone.

That is to say, after training, the hands will be stronger and can be used with bare hands, but this is obviously an exaggeration. The physical body can never be as hard as metal, but the Yin claws are indeed stronger.

If the opponent was holding a sword, Zhao Tong would never do this, but it was fine with just the arrow. Since he had no other weapons to use, he would just use this claw against the enemy.

The two of them hit each other "ping ping pong" again. Zhao Tong gave up his sword and faced the enemy with only his bare hands. He immediately became more flexible with his body skills. He saw a shadowy claw shadow in the field, and combined with the magical footwork, it seemed like a ghost was running rampant. , Yuan Jing gradually fell into a disadvantage.

She heard a "hissing" sound. She accidentally caught her arm with the earthly claws and hurriedly used the golden cicada to escape from the shell. However, her sleeves were forcefully torn off by Zhao Tao, revealing her white lotus-like arms.

"Ah!" Yuan Jing exclaimed immediately.

Although the atmosphere of Xixia is more open than that of Song Dynasty, there are always words like "husbands who value women's bodies". What's more, Yuan Jing is still an imperial concubine, so how can she allow her body to be seen.

Zhao Tong ignored this and was ruthless and showed no mercy. He ran towards Yuan Jing and locked his throat with his claws.

Yuan Jing leaned back and suddenly opened his mouth and spit out a black light!
This black light was as fast as lightning. Because Yuan Jing had already leaned back, it was hard to guard against this attack, because at a normal angle, the black light could not hit Zhao Tong in a straight line at this time.

It is precisely because of this that it is difficult to prevent, because no one would expect that there is a hidden weapon coming out at this moment.

It was too late, but it was too late. The black light didn't go in a straight line at all. I don't know what technique Yuan Jing used. The black light actually drew an arc and hit Zhao Tong's face.

There was absolutely no way Zhao Tong could avoid this distance. Even if he was not a half-step grand master, but a real grand master, it would be extremely difficult to avoid this black light because it was too close.

It is so close that the speed required to dodge has exceeded the limit of a warrior. Even if the sky changes to the seventh path, it will be difficult to dodge.

So Zhao Tong didn't hide, he opened his mouth and swallowed the black light into his mouth...

(End of this chapter)