The leader of the Blood Sword Sect is probably exaggerating. Is that young man Xiao Feng or Zhang Wuji Ah?Hong Antong smiled, looking obviously disbelieving.
Yuan Chengzhi also smiled faintly in his heart. Over the past few years, he has integrated the martial arts of the Huashan Sect, the Golden Snake Langjun, and the Iron Sword Sect, and formed his own sect. Although his martial arts are not the best in the world, he is not inferior to anyone.
The Hong Sect mainly asks himself that his martial arts are better than me, so he can give me some advice.The ancestor of Blood Knife narrowed his eyes and tightened his hand holding Blood Knife.
Hong Antong's white hair without wind automatically smiled faintly, and his body suddenly disappeared from the spot. He had a punch hit the big acupoint on the chest of the Blood Knife. Although the Blood Knife Ancestor was surprised by his speed, he was experienced and prepared, so he snatched it up with one knife.
In the blink of an eye, the two of them dismantled more than ten moves. Hong Antong was originally a little higher than the ancestor of Blood Sword, but in fact, he could only fight without a chance of winning or losing, and he felt extremely depressed.
Sang Jie, who was standing beside him, saw that the two of them had almost fought, quickly jumped into the field, and transformed into several empty handprints with both hands, and immediately separated the two.
snort!Hong Antong groaned, turned around and sat down. The Tantric Master Seal was indeed well-known.
The Blood Knife Ancestor also put the Blood Knife around his waist and slowly sat down.
Yuan Chengzhi was shocked when he saw it and thought that he was sure to win against any of the three people. The other party joined forces to maintain an unbeatable victory at most. The three of them attacked together, and I am afraid that he could only rely on his magical actions to move far away.
The ancestor of the Blood Sword.That young man is really like this?
Yuan Chengzhi originally wanted to deal with Wei Xiaobao. Seeing that several people had the same goal as him, he thought that he had no grudges with them, and there was nothing wrong with joining forces once.
The Blood Sword Ancestor showed a look of fear on his face: I asked myself that there have been many masters in the martial arts world, but this is the first time I have seen someone who can use an ordinary wooden sword to show exquisite sword skills.
Then he described the situation in detail.
The other three were amazed and Yuan Chengzhi was also shocked and suspicious. He thought that half of his kung fu was on this golden snake sword. If it were an ordinary wooden sword, I would probably not be able to beat these three people.
After seeing the martial arts of the Blood Sword Ancestor, everyone believed his judgment, and Yuan Chengzhi was also interested, but he still had to ask some doubts in his heart: Everyone is the overlord of the side, why did they work together to deal with a small Wei Xiaobao?
Sang Jie glanced at the Blood Sword Ancestor, put his palms together, and said: Golden Snake King, we don’t hide it from you. The Blood Sword Sect Master and I have defected to Prince Ali Buge, the seventh grandson of Mongolia. The prince has been stalemate with the Manchu Qing Dynasty for a long time. We subordinates are thinking about whether we can share his worries for him and get rid of the little emperor Kangxi's right-hand arm. As for Master Hong, we are also interested in seeking our prince recently, and plan to make a great contribution before paying homage to the prince...
Hong Antong nodded slightly, but thought in his heart: When I find Wei Xiaobao, I force him to tell the secret of the Forty-two chapters of the sutra. Wouldn't it be better to establish an independent kingdom overseas? I have to come over and be a slave.
According to our repeated investigations, Wei Xiaobao seemed to be walking separately from the large army. Now he should be in the territory of Suzhou, Song State. We lie on the way he must pass to return to Beijing, Yangzhou!
As soon as the four giants decided to join forces, they quickly began to plan.
He must stay in Yangzhou for a while before we have enough time to close the network.
What are Wei Xiaobao’s weaknesses?
Lustful, gamble, and money.
Yangzhou has always been a place of fireworks, so you might as well use beauty as bait...
However, Wei Xiaobao was a high-ranking official of the Qing Dynasty. He had never seen any stunning beauty before. I am afraid that ordinary vulgar fans would look down on Ah.
This lady can barely be called the national beauty and is originally a suitable candidate. Unfortunately, the thief has seen her. It would be a good idea if he had suspicious in advance.
Mrs. Hong is so famous, it’s a pity.
A group of men were looking at each other, worried about bait. At this time, the big tent was lifted open, and a beautiful young woman walked in. Although she was not old, her hair had been tied up. It was obvious that she was already a wife. Brother Yuan, how many guests had come?
Several people looked at each other and shouted in their hearts: It takes no time to find a place without any effort!
Yuan Chengzhi was full of black lines: Qingqing, you didn’t come in early or late, but you just came in at this time.
Who knew that when Xia Qingqing heard the plans of several people, she became very excited: It’s fun and fun!Just let me go, I don’t believe that the yellow-haired boy Wei Xiaobao would not fall under my aunt’s skirt.
……
Looking back at the competition between Song Qingshu and Jiumozhi, Jiumozhi did not take Song Qingshu seriously, but the two confronted each other from afar. Jiumozhi quickly realized his mistake. The other party had a grand master's demeanor, which was not inferior to him.
Song Qingshu knew that the other party was worried about face and refused to take action first, so he made Miyun Buyu, a 18-palm dragon subduing palm, and alternately patted each other, and the shadows of the palms appeared in the sky, attacking him.
Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms?
Jiumozhi had a very high knowledge and recognized Song Qingshu's martial arts skills at a glance. He was confused. He just heard those women say that his surname seemed to be Song, so he was definitely not Qiao Feng and Guo Jing, but he had never heard of any masters from the younger generation of the Beggars' Sect.
Seeing the hunting, Jiumozhi used one of Shaolin's seventy-two unique skills, Prajna Palm, to meet it. The two of them intersected their fists and palms and fought dozens of moves. One was the most powerful palm technique in the world, and the other was the highest and endless palm technique in Shaolin Temple. It was really a good match that met a good opponent.
It’s a pity that Song Qingshu has never been able to see the realm of the eighteen dragon-subduing palms, so he only has seven or eight points of power to play. Jiumozhi also used tricks to play Prajna palms, and he had to get the shape but not the spirit. Therefore, two and a half-baked guys could fight for so long.
If Xiao Feng or Guo Jing, who was using the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palm at this moment, Jiu Mozhi would probably have been defeated long ago with the Palmist Palmist; by the same token, the Palmist Palmist was sent out by the Sweeping Monk, and Song Qingshu's Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palmist could not stop ten moves.
Despite this, the two of them had exquisite moves, and the surrounding tables and chairs were swept by the aftermath of the palm force, and they were all broken, which made the two men and three women on the side stutter.
What should I do if I lose this group of martial arts people?When the boss went upstairs and saw the mess, he couldn't help but feel sad and cried.
Shut up and don't disturb grandpa's interest in watching.Wei Xiaobao was just looking at it and threw a handful of silver notes to the boss, just as he was paying for your losses. Don’t say it’s not enough!
Enough is enough, so I will make a pot of tea for you.After seeing the amount of the silver notes, the boss immediately smiled and ran away happily.
After being interrupted, the two of them took the opportunity to separate. Jiumozhi looked at Song Qingshu in amazement: Mr. Song is the one with the highest martial arts cultivation that I have encountered since I entered the Central Plains.
It takes 34 years for Shaolin Temple Prajna Palm to achieve a small success. I believe that this monk has only been learning for a few years, and it is really puzzling to learn to such a level.
Wang Yuyan, who was beside her, muttering to herself, lowering her head and falling into deep thoughts, looking confused.
The Ming King was indeed very surprised and beautiful. One year of practice is equivalent to ten years of Shaolin monks!
Song Qingshu exclaimed sincerely, although he knew in his heart that the other party was activated by Xiao Wuxianggong, he was just a flattering word, and saying it would not kill anyone.
Although Jiumozhi was a master of his generation, he could not see through his martial arts and fame and fortune. He heard the other party's praise. Although he felt guilty, he showed a faint smile on his face and made a promise.
However, Song Qingshu was shocked when he saw his smile, and hurriedly hid to the side. When everyone saw that Song Qingshu had left several deep holes in his position just now. If he didn't hide, he would probably have been seriously injured at this moment.
Being able to easily avoid the fingers of my monk shows that the young master has a profound foundation in Buddhism. Ordinary people do not know the essence of the Buddha's smile and signing. Naturally, they do not realize the opportunity to take action with the finger... Jiumozhi slowly took back his finger one by one, and admired the young man in front of him more and more.
It is not polite to come but not go. The Ming King asked to accept the call.Song Qingshu's expression suddenly became full of hostility, and turned his palm into claws, attacking him fiercely.
When Wei Xiaobao saw that the marble on the upstairs had several deep holes left under Song Qingshu's grabbing, he couldn't help but cheer: Brother Song is so awesome!
Wang Yuyan, who was standing beside her frowned and said nothing. After seeing dozens of moves, she sighed softly: Although the Nine Yin Divine Claws are extremely powerful, Young Master Song does not seem to have achieved great success. Now he is driven by martial arts. If this continues, he will inevitably become obsessed with the evil.
Hearing his soft voice, Duan Yu couldn't help but become obsessed. In his heart, the competition between two stinky men in the field was no match for staring at Miss Wang.
Mu Wanqing had half of her mind left on him, and immediately found Duan Yu's dream again. She felt uncomfortable and focused on the situation on the field.
Sure enough, after Song Qingshu was exhausted, Jiumozhi used the Shaolin Dragon Claw Hands and used the claws to force Song Qingshu to retreat several feet in a hurry.
Jiumozhi smiled faintly: I am very curious about Mr. Song’s wooden sword on his back. Over the past few months, I have seen many wonderful sword techniques in the Central Plains, such as Mr. Duan’s Six-Meridian Divine Sword, which is also the best sword technique in the world... However, I have never seen anyone use a wooden sword... Could it be that Mr. Song thinks that I am not worthy of your sword?
I heard that Ming Wang’s unique skill is the ‘fire sword’, and I wonder if there is such an honor to learn it.Song Qingshu pulled out the wooden sword and attacked with a series of three immortal swords.
Good swordsmanship!Jiumozhi praised secretly, and luck was pushed out in both palms.
Wei Xiaobao saw one of them dancing swords in front of the air, and the other repeatedly slashed the enemy's palms several meters apart. He felt bored and scratched his head and ears. He felt moved in his heart and smiled at Wang Yuyan beside him and said: Miss Wang, do you know what they are playing?
Yuan Chengzhi also smiled faintly in his heart. Over the past few years, he has integrated the martial arts of the Huashan Sect, the Golden Snake Langjun, and the Iron Sword Sect, and formed his own sect. Although his martial arts are not the best in the world, he is not inferior to anyone.
The Hong Sect mainly asks himself that his martial arts are better than me, so he can give me some advice.The ancestor of Blood Knife narrowed his eyes and tightened his hand holding Blood Knife.
Hong Antong's white hair without wind automatically smiled faintly, and his body suddenly disappeared from the spot. He had a punch hit the big acupoint on the chest of the Blood Knife. Although the Blood Knife Ancestor was surprised by his speed, he was experienced and prepared, so he snatched it up with one knife.
In the blink of an eye, the two of them dismantled more than ten moves. Hong Antong was originally a little higher than the ancestor of Blood Sword, but in fact, he could only fight without a chance of winning or losing, and he felt extremely depressed.
Sang Jie, who was standing beside him, saw that the two of them had almost fought, quickly jumped into the field, and transformed into several empty handprints with both hands, and immediately separated the two.
snort!Hong Antong groaned, turned around and sat down. The Tantric Master Seal was indeed well-known.
The Blood Knife Ancestor also put the Blood Knife around his waist and slowly sat down.
Yuan Chengzhi was shocked when he saw it and thought that he was sure to win against any of the three people. The other party joined forces to maintain an unbeatable victory at most. The three of them attacked together, and I am afraid that he could only rely on his magical actions to move far away.
The ancestor of the Blood Sword.That young man is really like this?
Yuan Chengzhi originally wanted to deal with Wei Xiaobao. Seeing that several people had the same goal as him, he thought that he had no grudges with them, and there was nothing wrong with joining forces once.
The Blood Sword Ancestor showed a look of fear on his face: I asked myself that there have been many masters in the martial arts world, but this is the first time I have seen someone who can use an ordinary wooden sword to show exquisite sword skills.
Then he described the situation in detail.
The other three were amazed and Yuan Chengzhi was also shocked and suspicious. He thought that half of his kung fu was on this golden snake sword. If it were an ordinary wooden sword, I would probably not be able to beat these three people.
After seeing the martial arts of the Blood Sword Ancestor, everyone believed his judgment, and Yuan Chengzhi was also interested, but he still had to ask some doubts in his heart: Everyone is the overlord of the side, why did they work together to deal with a small Wei Xiaobao?
Sang Jie glanced at the Blood Sword Ancestor, put his palms together, and said: Golden Snake King, we don’t hide it from you. The Blood Sword Sect Master and I have defected to Prince Ali Buge, the seventh grandson of Mongolia. The prince has been stalemate with the Manchu Qing Dynasty for a long time. We subordinates are thinking about whether we can share his worries for him and get rid of the little emperor Kangxi's right-hand arm. As for Master Hong, we are also interested in seeking our prince recently, and plan to make a great contribution before paying homage to the prince...
Hong Antong nodded slightly, but thought in his heart: When I find Wei Xiaobao, I force him to tell the secret of the Forty-two chapters of the sutra. Wouldn't it be better to establish an independent kingdom overseas? I have to come over and be a slave.
According to our repeated investigations, Wei Xiaobao seemed to be walking separately from the large army. Now he should be in the territory of Suzhou, Song State. We lie on the way he must pass to return to Beijing, Yangzhou!
As soon as the four giants decided to join forces, they quickly began to plan.
He must stay in Yangzhou for a while before we have enough time to close the network.
What are Wei Xiaobao’s weaknesses?
Lustful, gamble, and money.
Yangzhou has always been a place of fireworks, so you might as well use beauty as bait...
However, Wei Xiaobao was a high-ranking official of the Qing Dynasty. He had never seen any stunning beauty before. I am afraid that ordinary vulgar fans would look down on Ah.
This lady can barely be called the national beauty and is originally a suitable candidate. Unfortunately, the thief has seen her. It would be a good idea if he had suspicious in advance.
Mrs. Hong is so famous, it’s a pity.
A group of men were looking at each other, worried about bait. At this time, the big tent was lifted open, and a beautiful young woman walked in. Although she was not old, her hair had been tied up. It was obvious that she was already a wife. Brother Yuan, how many guests had come?
Several people looked at each other and shouted in their hearts: It takes no time to find a place without any effort!
Yuan Chengzhi was full of black lines: Qingqing, you didn’t come in early or late, but you just came in at this time.
Who knew that when Xia Qingqing heard the plans of several people, she became very excited: It’s fun and fun!Just let me go, I don’t believe that the yellow-haired boy Wei Xiaobao would not fall under my aunt’s skirt.
……
Looking back at the competition between Song Qingshu and Jiumozhi, Jiumozhi did not take Song Qingshu seriously, but the two confronted each other from afar. Jiumozhi quickly realized his mistake. The other party had a grand master's demeanor, which was not inferior to him.
Song Qingshu knew that the other party was worried about face and refused to take action first, so he made Miyun Buyu, a 18-palm dragon subduing palm, and alternately patted each other, and the shadows of the palms appeared in the sky, attacking him.
Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms?
Jiumozhi had a very high knowledge and recognized Song Qingshu's martial arts skills at a glance. He was confused. He just heard those women say that his surname seemed to be Song, so he was definitely not Qiao Feng and Guo Jing, but he had never heard of any masters from the younger generation of the Beggars' Sect.
Seeing the hunting, Jiumozhi used one of Shaolin's seventy-two unique skills, Prajna Palm, to meet it. The two of them intersected their fists and palms and fought dozens of moves. One was the most powerful palm technique in the world, and the other was the highest and endless palm technique in Shaolin Temple. It was really a good match that met a good opponent.
It’s a pity that Song Qingshu has never been able to see the realm of the eighteen dragon-subduing palms, so he only has seven or eight points of power to play. Jiumozhi also used tricks to play Prajna palms, and he had to get the shape but not the spirit. Therefore, two and a half-baked guys could fight for so long.
If Xiao Feng or Guo Jing, who was using the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palm at this moment, Jiu Mozhi would probably have been defeated long ago with the Palmist Palmist; by the same token, the Palmist Palmist was sent out by the Sweeping Monk, and Song Qingshu's Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palmist could not stop ten moves.
Despite this, the two of them had exquisite moves, and the surrounding tables and chairs were swept by the aftermath of the palm force, and they were all broken, which made the two men and three women on the side stutter.
What should I do if I lose this group of martial arts people?When the boss went upstairs and saw the mess, he couldn't help but feel sad and cried.
Shut up and don't disturb grandpa's interest in watching.Wei Xiaobao was just looking at it and threw a handful of silver notes to the boss, just as he was paying for your losses. Don’t say it’s not enough!
Enough is enough, so I will make a pot of tea for you.After seeing the amount of the silver notes, the boss immediately smiled and ran away happily.
After being interrupted, the two of them took the opportunity to separate. Jiumozhi looked at Song Qingshu in amazement: Mr. Song is the one with the highest martial arts cultivation that I have encountered since I entered the Central Plains.
It takes 34 years for Shaolin Temple Prajna Palm to achieve a small success. I believe that this monk has only been learning for a few years, and it is really puzzling to learn to such a level.
Wang Yuyan, who was beside her, muttering to herself, lowering her head and falling into deep thoughts, looking confused.
The Ming King was indeed very surprised and beautiful. One year of practice is equivalent to ten years of Shaolin monks!
Song Qingshu exclaimed sincerely, although he knew in his heart that the other party was activated by Xiao Wuxianggong, he was just a flattering word, and saying it would not kill anyone.
Although Jiumozhi was a master of his generation, he could not see through his martial arts and fame and fortune. He heard the other party's praise. Although he felt guilty, he showed a faint smile on his face and made a promise.
However, Song Qingshu was shocked when he saw his smile, and hurriedly hid to the side. When everyone saw that Song Qingshu had left several deep holes in his position just now. If he didn't hide, he would probably have been seriously injured at this moment.
Being able to easily avoid the fingers of my monk shows that the young master has a profound foundation in Buddhism. Ordinary people do not know the essence of the Buddha's smile and signing. Naturally, they do not realize the opportunity to take action with the finger... Jiumozhi slowly took back his finger one by one, and admired the young man in front of him more and more.
It is not polite to come but not go. The Ming King asked to accept the call.Song Qingshu's expression suddenly became full of hostility, and turned his palm into claws, attacking him fiercely.
When Wei Xiaobao saw that the marble on the upstairs had several deep holes left under Song Qingshu's grabbing, he couldn't help but cheer: Brother Song is so awesome!
Wang Yuyan, who was standing beside her frowned and said nothing. After seeing dozens of moves, she sighed softly: Although the Nine Yin Divine Claws are extremely powerful, Young Master Song does not seem to have achieved great success. Now he is driven by martial arts. If this continues, he will inevitably become obsessed with the evil.
Hearing his soft voice, Duan Yu couldn't help but become obsessed. In his heart, the competition between two stinky men in the field was no match for staring at Miss Wang.
Mu Wanqing had half of her mind left on him, and immediately found Duan Yu's dream again. She felt uncomfortable and focused on the situation on the field.
Sure enough, after Song Qingshu was exhausted, Jiumozhi used the Shaolin Dragon Claw Hands and used the claws to force Song Qingshu to retreat several feet in a hurry.
Jiumozhi smiled faintly: I am very curious about Mr. Song’s wooden sword on his back. Over the past few months, I have seen many wonderful sword techniques in the Central Plains, such as Mr. Duan’s Six-Meridian Divine Sword, which is also the best sword technique in the world... However, I have never seen anyone use a wooden sword... Could it be that Mr. Song thinks that I am not worthy of your sword?
I heard that Ming Wang’s unique skill is the ‘fire sword’, and I wonder if there is such an honor to learn it.Song Qingshu pulled out the wooden sword and attacked with a series of three immortal swords.
Good swordsmanship!Jiumozhi praised secretly, and luck was pushed out in both palms.
Wei Xiaobao saw one of them dancing swords in front of the air, and the other repeatedly slashed the enemy's palms several meters apart. He felt bored and scratched his head and ears. He felt moved in his heart and smiled at Wang Yuyan beside him and said: Miss Wang, do you know what they are playing?
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