It has been raining in Hangzhou these days, and it has been a few days, without any intention of stopping.

Because it rained, Zhao Yuan had no other arrangements for the time being. Now Liu Zhiqing has borrowed him, so she doesn't have to learn from others. Just stay in her own house if she has nothing to do.

Suzhou and Hangzhou were originally a place of wealthy land, and there were countless wealthy businessmen in Hangzhou.

In a villa in the city, a man looked at the rain still drizzling in the sky, his brows frowned, and said impatiently: "Have you ordered it from above yet?"

If you look closely, this person would have escaped from Baoguo Temple a few days ago. However, he had already put on a wig and disguised himself. Everyone thought he had escaped from Hangzhou City. They knew that he had actually disguised himself and was still hiding in this Hangzhou City. He also proved the saying that the most dangerous place was the safest place.

Inside the house, an old man was slowly cooking tea and said lightly: "Don't worry, at least three or five days, or at most half a month, there will be orders from above, so be at ease and wait patiently."

"Bang!"

Wen Kong hit the fist and palms, and said viciously: "Once the order is coming, I must pull out the kid's skin myself!"

The old man said, "It's not just you. Now there are countless people in the entire church who want to kill this kid. He repeatedly destroys our plan and has become the target of eliminating it. However, this person is now staying in the Liu family and his skills are not weak. Duan Shuiquan of the Beggars' Sect is also in Hangzhou City. If it is not a complete plan, it's better not to alert the enemy!"

He snorted with a whistle, saying, "Shock the snake? What can that kid have?"

The old man said, "Don't forget that the Ghost Sword died in his hands."

Wen Kong said disdainfully: "Wang Quan, a small character sect, is it a big deal to kill one person? Besides, that kid won a miserable victory? It means that kid is not much more skilled. As long as I take action, I will definitely get the kid's life!"

The old man said, "It's impossible to say too much. That kid can command the Jinyiwei and the East Factory. Who knows if there are other forces behind it? If you don't investigate clearly and take action rashly, it will only cause more trouble!"

What the old man didn't care about was Zhao Yuan's martial arts, but the Jinyiwei and Dongchang. If they were not ordinary people, how could they do this easily? Therefore, we must first investigate Zhao Yuan's background.

"Trouble? Hum!"

Wenkong looked at the secret drizzle outside with a little disdain.

End of night!

Zhao Yuan sat cross-legged on the bed and practiced the Evil Lord's Decision. Night was not the best time to make a continuous effort, but it was only night.

After reaching the second level unknowingly, his skills have been stagnant. Whenever he tries to practice the third level, his entire meridian will hurt as if he is stabbed by a needle, and he cannot improve his qi and energy for a long time. In this way, Zhao Yuan did not dare to try randomly, so he could only follow the steps and continue practicing the second level.

The internal force flowed slowly in the meridians, and Zhao Yuan's consciousness spread around at this moment. The movements and stillness of more than ten feet in a radius can be easily sensed, such as the arrival of rain falling on fallen leaves, the sound of insects crying under the leaves, and...

Zhao Yuan suddenly opened his eyes, opened the window and jumped out, chasing the east. After a moment, a figure appeared in front of him, carrying a person on his shoulder, faintly looking like Liu Zhiqing.

On a rainy night, the other party always stayed ten feet away, neither too much nor too much, as if it was deliberately done.

In fact, when he chased him out, Zhao Yuan knew that the other party was definitely deliberately asking him to chase him out. After all, the place where he lived was already relatively remote in the entire Liu family, and Liu Zhiqing lived in another part of the Liu family. This person held her hostage and deliberately swayed around him. The intention was very obvious, just to lead him out, which was clearly a trap.

However, even if it is a trap, I will chase it without hesitation.

The two of them quickly left the Liu family, and then continued to run towards the remote place. After running about a few miles, he stopped and slowly turned around.

Zhao Yuan caught up and stood five feet away from him. With a fixed eye, he saw that the person was Wenkong who had already escaped, but he had hair growing on his head now, and he smiled and said, "Who did I think it was? It turned out to be Master Wenkong. Why didn't he change to the abbot and return to secular life?"

This person was Wen Kong, who was completely disdainful of the old man's warning, but he was not a reckless man, so he found a way to lure Zhao Yuan out, but what surprised him was that he was discovered before he even got close to his house.

Wenkong threw the woman in his hand to the ground and said, "It's good to return to secular life. As a monk, you can't kill animals, but after returning to secular life, it's different."

After saying that, he pinched his fists and said with a grim smile: "You kid are lucky. You can be the first person to die after I returned to secular life."

Zhao Yuan still looked relaxed, and his eyes were on the woman on the ground. Although the rainy night had some impact on his vision, such a close distance could be confirmed that the woman was not Liu Zhiqing or the maid beside her. It was probably a woman who Wenkong led him out and didn't know where to kidnap him.

However, I couldn't relax at this moment. His plan was very successful. At least he had already been lured out of it. There was no helper in this wilderness.

So Zhao Yuan could only sigh and said, "It seems that you either die or I will live tonight."

"Hmph... You said this wrongly, you died!"

Wenkong explained, and as he spoke, he kicked his feet and punched Zhao Yuan, and shouted: "Don't Wenkong, I'll call the Iron Fist Arhat King Meng before I became a monk!"

Iron Fist Arhat, many people in the world were disgusted by the eyes. This person was originally a bandit, burning, killing, looting and doing all kinds of evil, but suddenly disappeared eight years ago.

Zhao Yuan didn't know his name, but no matter how hard he looked at that punch, he couldn't take it easily, so he retreated violently.

Wenkong looked big, but his hands were not slow at all. His movements were extremely rapid. Each punch was filled with a strong wind. Even if he was not hit by his fist, the strong wind caused a pain on his face.

Zhao Yuan did not dare to take action easily, so he could only rely on his body skills to keep dodging, and he still teased: "Wang Meng, forget it, I will call you Master Wenkong, but I didn't expect that you would still be so angry in such a good weather."

Wenkong smiled grimly and said, "If I kill you, I will naturally feel better and my anger will naturally disappear. Why are you anxious? I will tear you little by little!"

Zhao Yuanqi said: "I didn't dig your ancestral grave, why do you hate me so much?"

Wenkong said, "Then I will let you die clearly. The person you killed in Jiujiang is the brother who was born and died with me back then. It is better than the brothers. Today I want you to pay your blood debts and blood debts!"

In the roar, Wenkong's fist became faster and more fierce.

Zhao Yuan suddenly realized that no wonder Liu Zhiqing said that Wen Kong, who was usually calm, would actually pour tea out of the tea cup. It turned out that the person he killed in Jiujiang was so related to him because he saw him?

In this way, I guess I can't escape tonight, and he still has hostages.

After avoiding his punch, Zhao Yuan touched his waist with his hand, and the Zhishui sword was unsheathed and stabbed Wenkong directly.

"bite!"

The Zhishui Sword and his fist intersected, and a crisp metal collision sound came from the sound of a flash of sparks, as if a sword stabbed on the iron block.

"hey-hey!"

Wen Kong smiled grimly, and his fist came over, but he was even more surprised. The sword in this kid's hand was obviously not an ordinary person. The stab just now had pierced his iron guard, and his fingers were also painful. He had suffered some minor injuries. In addition, the inner diameter that followed the sword also made his arm hurt slightly.

He actually has such internal strength at such an age. It seems that this ghost sword is not a lucky chance to die at his hands. Now he can only fight quickly to avoid any trouble.

Zhao Yuan saw that he was wearing gloves at a certain time, but he didn't think much about it. Now it seems that he was wearing gloves to cover up his iron fist. No wonder he was called the Iron Fist Arhat. This is how emotions come about, so he would not have an advantage in the weapons.

The only way to fight for the present is to see if you can find any flaws.

The two of them had their own thoughts, one attacked fiercely, and the other wandered around. The Zhishui Sword and the Iron Fist collided and sparked sparks. In an instant, they passed many moves, but it was difficult to decide the outcome. In the darkness, it seemed that only two figures were seen constantly intertwined.

Just when the two were fighting hard, Wen Kong suddenly took a sudden step back and looked behind Zhao Yuan, then spit out a strong mouthful of phlegm on the ground, and said viciously: "Boy, you're lucky, hum!"

He originally planned to kill Zhao Yuan, but just now, a hint of chill that pierced came straight towards him. The chill was a chill that penetrated deep into the bone marrow and made people's blood seem to be frozen.

The key is that this chill comes from behind Zhao Yuan, and it seems to come from all directions, and he has no way to determine the other party’s position.

After all, I have been walking in the world for so many years. Wen Kong knew very well that this was a warning from the other party. If he was not tactful, then there would be only a dead end.

Wenkong was not stupid. He knew that he could not kill Zhao Yuan tonight, so he simply retreated quickly and disappeared in an instant in a rainy night.

Zhao Yuan was a little puzzled, but he also breathed a sigh of relief. He probably couldn't hold on for long if he continued to fight.

The sword was put into the sheath, walked to the woman and looked down.

At this point, suddenly, a cold light came straight from the woman!
Chapter completed!