Chapter 100 Chen Tuan’s portrait

"Iron Leg Tan, give me the bag, you can never die!" Suddenly, a person walked out of the darkness at the Nanqiaotou. The man was also covered with black clothes and black cloth, but his voice was the voice of the young man Ouyang.

Iron-legged Tan chuckled: "Mr. Ouyang, do you think I don't know if it's you if you cover your face with a cloth? Do you Ouyang family really want to offend our Tan family completely?"

"I'm not a young master Ouyang, Iron Leg Tan, give me the things. Of course, you can choose to jump into the river!" Young Master Ouyang laughed and began to strode towards the bridge.

"I have heard that Ouyang Dashao is a genius who has reached the post-natal realm at a young age. Today, I, Tan Tielu, want to ask for advice."

"As you wish!" While Ouyang's eldest son was talking, his whole body suddenly bowed, and then he started to fight with the iron-legged Tan Zaiqiao.

The two black-clad masked men at the bridge still did not move, as if they were not worried about Young Master Ouyang's safety at all.

On the bridge, Young Master Ouyang and Iron Leg Tan were already hard to distinguish, and the sound of the collide of true energy sounded from time to time.

At the same time, Tang Linjun found that the man hiding under the bridge was moving, and slowly moved to the arch. When his arms were slightly supported, he was already lying on the arch of the bridge.

Tang Linjun vaguely guessed that this man was not Tan Tielu's accomplice, but like himself, he was also from Qiufeng, and he was waiting for the raid.

With a "puff", about three minutes later, the sound of someone falling to the ground suddenly came from the bridge. Then Tang Linjun heard Tan Tiele angrily and said, "Despicable, you actually brought a protective cone. Your Ouyang family is indeed despicable villains!"

"Haha, Tan Tiele's legs, if I can't kick it, I'm despicable? I guess your body has begun to numb, right?" Ouyang Da Shao smiled proudly: "Your legs are very hard, and I'm qi and blood rolling when you kick me, but so what? You can die." As soon as Young Master Ouyang finished speaking, Tang Linjun heard a gust of wind, and at the same time the man lurking on the stone arch suddenly moved, jumped out like a raccoon cat, drawing a perfect arc in the darkness, and shot towards Young Master Ouyang.

"Damn it, Heizi, Chen Huang, helping the fist, they have an ambush!"

"Bang bang bang..." The sound of the collision on the bridge was heard again, and Tang Linjun also heard the shouts of running, but he did not move, because he felt that the sound of running footsteps was not two people, but three people.

In other words, four people came to Ouyang and his friends.

"Puchi!" With a sound, someone fell to the ground on the bridge. Someone was hit and seemed to have his bones shattered.

"You are Chen Si!" Suddenly, Ouyang Da Shao's gloomy voice sounded.

"Hmph." Chen Si just snorted coldly, but did not answer.

About two or three minutes later, someone fell down and didn't even hum.

"It's almost done." When Tang Linjun heard this, he knew that he should take action and reap the benefits, because there were only three people left on the bridge and were still standing, but they were all breathing rapidly and unable to match their strength. They obviously lacked their true energy, and all three of them were about to overdraw themselves.

"You are very strong, and you actually forced me to use a knife!" Suddenly, just as Tang Linjun was about to take action, Chen Si suddenly spoke, and he said gently: "You must have heard of my Chen Si's knife."

With a "buzz", a dragon roar came from the bridge. It was obvious that Chen Si pulled out his knife, and it turned out to be a special weapon!

"Blood-drinking knife!" A cold sounded out of a sound: "Young Master retreated."

"Die."

"Puff, puff!" Tang Linjun only heard two quick movements, and then the sound of two sharp weapons entering his body sounded.

"Uncle Lan." Ouyang Dashao snorted angrily, and then the sound of a knife and the sound of a human body falling to the ground also sounded at the same time.

Tang Linjun could hear clearly that the two people on the bridge were defeated and were afraid of being hurt. "Young... Master, take the things... Go quickly." Uncle Lan died after finishing intermittently.

Tang Linjun knew that this was the best time to take action, so he supported his arms without hesitation, and a little flip fell on the stone bridge.

Young Master Ouyang suddenly heard a gust of wind. He was about to squat down to grab the package, but he almost subconsciously raised his arm to block it.

It’s just that he is unintentional, and Young Master Ouyang is not at the same level as Tang Linjun. The most important thing is that he was also injured, so when he waved his arm, Tang Linjun’s fist had already hit through the gap between his arms.

With a "bang!", Young Master Ouyang's entire body was knocked away, hitting heavily on the bridge deck, and fainting on the ground.

Tang Linjun took a breath of air at this time, because seven people died on the bridge deck and the ground was covered with blood.

"Damn, these people are really cruel." Tang Linjun immediately rolled up the package on the ground after whining in his belly, and at the same time pulled out Chen Si's knife and the scabbard hidden in his arms, and then ran quickly.

He didn't know what was in the package, but it was obvious that these people were extremely precious treasures to fight for it so hard.

Just over ten minutes after Tang Linjun left, the young master Ouyang woke up, but when he woke up, he jumped up and quickly disappeared into the night.

Tang Linjun ran to the city and then took a taxi back to the villa.

It was late at night, and everyone except Tong Jiuzhi and Qi Crazy Zi, all of them fell asleep. However, after Tang Linjun came back, he did not go to find them, but went back to the room and locked the door.

"Huh!" After vomiting heavily, Tang Linjun began to think about what happened tonight carefully. He was very careful. No one saw his face, including the last move to faint Ouyang, and he secretly went there, so no one should find him.

"What kind of treasure is it? Can these top internal experts sacrifice their lives to fight for it?" Tang Linjun did not open the bag immediately, but pulled the blood-drinking knife out of the sheath.

It was a short sword with a light blue light, about fifty centimeters, which was a type of Tang sword. Tang Linjun studied the sword a little. After flicking his fingers with his fingers, he found that a soft buzzing sound was heard on the entire knife.

"True Qi is injected." Tang Linjun thought of the dragon roar on the bridge, so he slowly injected the true Qi into the blade.

However, as soon as the true energy entered the knife, the entire knife actually emitted a trembling buzzing sound.

"Treasure Sword!" Tang Linjun immediately took away his true energy, and at the same time he was also bright. This knife could be used to destroy it with true energy. After injecting the true energy, it seemed to be alive. Not only did the blue light flashes, it also had a rushing murderous aura and bloody aura.

"Is it a legendary famous sword or magic weapon?" Tang Linjun was overjoyed. With this sword on his body, he would at least double his combat power!

"Look at what's in the bag first." Tang Linjun put away his knife, hid it under the bed, and then opened the package with excitement.

But after opening the package, what caught my eye was not a strange treasure, but a scroll and a scroll!

"Is it a painting?" Tang Linjun was stunned. Could it be that those masters in the country were fighting hard just to make a painting? A painting collected by antiques?

Tang Linjun was a little confused. If it was a painting, it would be really teasing people.

"But this painting is a bit old, a kind of ancient breath, probably a while." Tang Linjun slowly unfolded the scroll, and then a portrait of a character appeared in his sight.

It is an ink painting, an old man wearing a torn dress and wrinkled face, lying across a strange stone with his eyes closed. On one side are mountains and on the other side is a waterfall.

"Who is this person? Fu Yaozi?" Tang Linjun was shocked when he saw the three words Fu Yaozi, because he suddenly remembered someone.

Chen Tuan, the nickname is Fu Yaozi!

"Is it the legendary ancestor Chen Tuan?" Tang Linjun's heart was pounding. Chen Tuan was the legendary figure, the number one sleeping immortal in the world, commonly known as the sleeping immortal, and was a legendary master of enlightenment.

"Is it really a portrait of the ancestor Chen Tuan? But there is no need to snatch a portrait desperately, right? Is there something wrong with the portrait?" When Tang Linjun thought of this, he immediately narrowed his eyes, focused his attention, and looked at the portrait of the ancestor Chen Tuan.

However, just as he was focusing on the portrait, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he collapsed to the ground and snoreed loudly.

He actually fell asleep after just a look! But while he was asleep, the portrait turned into a white light and drilled into the Tianling of Tang Linjun. At the same time, he immediately entered a strange dream. He saw an old man lying across a strange stone, his eyes closed and his snoring sounded like thunder, but he muttered something and asked, "Are you here?"

Tang Linjun was shocked: "Why am I here? Are you...Ancestor Chen Tuan?"

"When I come, I'm destined to be together, listen to my lecture."

"The method of regulating breathing is to sit casually, straighten your body, keep your body unyielding..." The old man did not answer Tang Linjun's words, but began to talk a lot, but his eyes were still not open, and he kept closing his eyes and talking.

Tang Linjun was still confused at first, but as he listened, he seemed to have some insight, and he lay down horizontally and closed his eyes...

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"Grandpa!" There is a private manor on the side of West Lake in Hangzhou. At this time, Young Master Ouyang was standing in front of an old man with bright eyes, black beard and black hair, stating what happened an hour ago!

"The Demon Sword Chen Si actually came?" After hearing the words of Mr. Ouyang, the old man with black beard and black hair suddenly snorted angrily and said, "You didn't even have the chance to fight back and was knocked unconscious?"

"Yes, I just feel someone suddenly appear. Just when I was about to get off, the man's fist had already smashed. When I woke up, the thing disappeared, Chen Si's knife disappeared, and the man disappeared."

"One punch...one punch..." The old man took a deep breath and said, "The person who is the oriole bird is probably attained to the acquired perfection."

"Can he be innate?" Ouyang Da Shao said in confusion.

The old man sneered: "Do you think innate masters are so easy to achieve? And innate masters need to attack you? Don't say it's you, even if all of you are not enough for him to kill alone, so it should be innate perfection."

"What should I do? He stole that painting!" Young Master Ouyang said anxiously.
Chapter completed!