True Yu.
In Uncle Qi's mind, these two words never represent why, but how.
The evil in the world is a hundred billion, as many as stars, but people’s lives are not endless. With this leisure to explore why evil people do evil, why not waste it on beautiful and good things?Only Xiao Jianzhi always likes to ask why, as if admitting that ignorance will kill him, he is both arrogant and ridiculous.
The old man only wants to stop evil, and better not to happen.
OK, things start when the heart comes, things go away and the heart is empty. This is the heart and nature of a gentleman.
When Xiao Jianzhi said this, he was always sarcastic and cold, and it was difficult to tell whether his face was born with a bad personality or because of his bad personality.Of course, it may also be both.This is a perfect name for "Geese Trace in Cold Pond".Hey, will you have a special course in Qingfengzhao?
It's a bad personality, the old man thought.He is not entirely blamed for his parents.
The sage said: When the wind comes, sparse bamboos, but the wind passes, but the bamboos do not leave any sound; when the geese cross the cold pond, but the geese leave no shadow.It refers to a gentleman's lofty nature, like a bamboo forest and a pool. Gains and losses and benefits are like wind coming and geese passing by. When they go, they go away. The bamboo forest is still a bamboo forest, and the pool is still a pool, which is clear and vigorous, and does not linger in your heart.
But if Qu Xianheng's nickname is to be misinterpreted like this, it is hard to say that there is no meaning of ridicule and ridicule.
The Yuntai sword in Jiaolu Caotang spreads eight veins, and each vein is passed on a single vein. The descendants all call it the secret sword he passed on, and they call it the Eight Sons of Yuntai.Although these eight secret swords are named after birds, they are derived from paintings. Just like the green eyebrows shine on the "Lingzhou" inherited by Shao Lansheng, it is a technique for painting plums. The style is thin and clear, and it is very consistent with the temperament of Shao Sanye. When he paints it into the sword, he becomes a masterpiece.Jinwulang Ren Zhuliu's "Flying Body Goes to the Water" was originally the so-called partial situation in the composition, and was fired from the sword, which is the invisible sword energy hidden in the virtual move and the virtual reality is instantly easy.
"The Trace of the Cold Pond" is no exception, but it refers to blank space.
The shadow of geese leaves in the cold pond, and the clouds are all over the vast sky!
The old man mocked Xiao Jianzhi for his character and no matter why he was, he once again slapped the Ping'an Fu camp.
Seeing Quan Yu appearing strongly, he turned to kill with one finger. The proud Wuxia ape had not yet fallen out of his words. The old man with one arm suddenly took action. The gray robe instantly bullied into the strong man's arms, as fast as a ghost, silently, not even the grass and mud on the blue brick floor. Wuxia ape was surprised and his courage suddenly became cold.
The Laogong point in the palm of the human body is not only connected to the pericardium meridian, but also the gateway for the transmission of energy.
The old man Ji Ling deprived his right palm as soon as he came up. Wuxia ape lost far more than one right arm. The pericardium suffered a trauma, causing the qi and blood to be dissatisfied, and the silt in the air-transfusion portal almost paralyzed the internal breathing.The battle situation in the temple changed instantly, and the rabbits rose and falcons fell without careful observation. The Wuxia ape finally realized that they were useless in their skills. The left palm, which had no internal strength, hit the knees, legs, and elbows of the half-disabled old man, suddenly felt like they were defeated by one against four.
Uncle Qi's feet were not touched by the ground, and the knee hammer hit the chin of the strong man in black robe. The weight of his body was slammed into the impact, causing the Wuxia ape to tilt his head over, and a blood arrow rushed to fly over like a water dragon car.If the impact point is moved up for a little more than a minute, it may not only break the entire row of lower teeth, but also the cervical spine may be removed by being knocked off. Once the soft throat is twisted, it will immediately become exhausted.
Quan Yu seemed to be so decayed and deteriorated, so how could he have such a strange skill? He was slightly stunned and saved people first. The black robe shook and flew like a roll wing. In the blink of an eye, he had already hit the old man's vest, and his body was also very fast; two sharp sounds, two half-corrosive fire signs, one in front and one behind, and arrived at him at the same time. The other one on the other side, the deep stream tiger kicked the sign and supported half of his body, and held four slender signs with both hands, but did not throw them. It seemed that he was looking for a better position to take action, adding a sense of threat.
Wuxia Yuan might just call Yi Huangliang, but his eyes were pale, but he did not dare to lose consciousness. He opened his eyes with the pain of swelling his chest and almost swelling his lungs. Seeing Quan Yu's robe shadow snatched him, his soul was so shocked that he was scattered.
(No! All...all wrong! Everything is over!)
The old man fell to the ground with one foot, his neck, chest and waist slightly moved. Three wisps of finger wind flew over his shoulders, flanks and hair, and even the gray robe had not been cut off much. It seemed that the two of them had practiced this for thousands of times before they could be so accurate.
Quan Yu had a blink of an eye before leaving, and the three fingers of the right hand, which had been pinched into an empty fist, were successively released, and the halberd was opened into the character "chuan".This move is not only special, but also the person who is hit often leaves three finger marks on his body, which is truly a strange thing.
Generally speaking, finger skills are not separated from single fingers and five fingers dragon claws, and four fingers lion claws, and more similar to palm skills, which are not the finger claws.In the past, the Wing Claw Invincible Gate used its three-finger eagle claw to shake the East China Sea and praised it as invincible. However, it used the three fingers of thumb, food and middle fingers, and bent like a bird hook, rather than vertical fingers forming a river.
With a strange move, coupled with easy-to-identify scars, this move was known more than a hundred years ago by washing the sword and blood.People always think that the marks of the three fingers are caused by killing, but they don’t know that the strong wind moves first and then becomes a river. It is too late to see the situation, and it is too late to flash or defend.
Although he was promptly pointing out, Quan Yu thought that even if he failed to seriously damage the old man, he should force him to retreat. Unexpectedly, the old man was unharmed and stood up with his palms and led him. Quan Yu struggled and could not get rid of it. He said that at that time, half of the long mark had already penetrated into his left shoulder; the latter one came one after another, and the temple was in the corner of his forehead. Fortunately, there was a mask of black sandalwood, and the wood that came with force broke off.
Uncle Qi secretly complained that it was a pity, but his whole body was old and it was difficult to kill him. He forced his feet to kick Zheng Quanyu's lower abdomen, which was full of muscles and energy. He flew backwards and sprinkled a straight blood path about a foot long. He turned his arm around and picked up the broken half-broken prophecy sign, and then he heard Yi Huangliang's struggle beside him warn: No, insert it into his thigh!
Yi Huangliang screamed, and pushed his inner breath hard and rushed through the block. His left palm blasted out. The old man took a blow and retreated back to the center with the momentum.The dilapidated ancient temple was still surrounded by triangular forces. All three of them were injured and their prey looked cold. Before they could move, the storm was stirring. They didn't delay for a moment, and they wanted to kill them and kill them.
Yi Huangliang didn't think he could deceive Gao Liuchan, but although he was named after the mask, he was a man who had no name, and his "Iron Finger" was a unique skill, and he was able to compete with his own flower-jue Jiu Tin Sword. It is unknown whether he wins or loses in the martial arts genealogy.
Unfortunately, if you want to talk about magical skills, Qu Xianheng has never lacked any of the Hantan Yanzhi. His cultivation is deep enough to overwhelm everyone and be able to make up for the incompleteness.In terms of rich practical combat and tricky faced the enemy, I am afraid that the three of us will not be as good as half a lame leg of others; the current danger of life is the best footnote.
Qu Xianheng has been fighting until now, and there is only one strategy he has used, which is the feint attack and attack aid as mentioned in the art of war:
In order to attack the East, the goal is to help the West; if the support is slow, the East will be blown up first, and look back and wait for the effort, and still attack the West.The old man used this method to beat the disabled, and turned around and put down Asha; when he was fighting against counterfeit power, he cooked the bowl as usual, but when he saw that the fake guy was not able to save him, he simply beat the disabled man first.It is obvious that everything is under the calculation of the old man.
Asha had just achieved his martial arts skills, but it was fine. The guy wearing a mask of volleyball was disappointed. He wasted his superb internal skills and had unique Confucianism. He was a waste of his silence when facing the enemy. He had a bad habit of abandoning the strong and weak when he was defeated. He was finally defeated.
The fake power occupants are strong and powerful, and can be restrained from the air. They should not give up on their close combat.If it is not about saving people, it is a storm, and it is a scheming disease that is afraid of hurting comrades or having a kind heart towards the enemy, so this misjudgment will be made.
Asha's cultivation is still shallow, and the flying knife is not only accurate in his head, but his strength is also the top priority. If he lacks hand strength, he is just giving the enemy weapons for nothing.The young man suffered the loss of the old man, and he had no chance to fight in close combat. The two flying signs were intended to restrain him and wanted to buy time for the doctor; the four in his hand could be really hit and intimidating, and the effect of not taking action was greater. From this point of view, the decision was still above the power.
Gao Liuchan never gives his opponents the rest of his breath, and before all the enemies are overwhelmed, he doesn't even waste a word of time.
The wind and clouds in the abandoned room were disturbed, and the air that could be sucked into the lungs seemed to become thinner. The strong wind blew and flew, and it suddenly condensed towards the only center like a whirlpool.In the storm, the old man raised his arm and pointed his sword at Tianshu. A trace of gold and iron light flashed through his thin and dark fingers. The gray eyes burst out with his sperm of semen.
(My life... is over!)
Yi Huangliang never expected that he would die here. With extreme unwillingness to be willing to close his eyes, his mind was full of Xuezhen's beautiful posture that was both pure and gorgeous, and he couldn't help but feel distressed, but wanted to destroy him. He also had the same face, but he had unforgettable stubbornness and resentment...
He would only see him again in his dreams.He can't tell whether it's a nightmare or a beautiful dream.
The hissing wind wiped across his arms, and the strange sharp pain brought Yi Huangliang back to reality. Only then did he realize that he had not returned to Lihentian. Cold sweat soaked several layers of clothes inside and outside, but his crotch swelled to a point of vague pain. Even when facing Xuezhen's body on Hengchen's couch, he might have not been so hard for a long time.
The energy continued to gather towards the center. The old man in gray robe did not move, but his one arm was like a ruler and stretched out, and he kept his sword pointing, and burst out with a continuous clanging sound from the air, as if gold and iron were singing, which seemed to be gathering and pushing the inner breath, while the force was distracted and fought with others. He didn't know the advantages and disadvantages, but he did not know whether the concentration and division of force were each running smoothly, and it was faster, as if there were two high willow cicadas.
On the other side of the battle, the man with a black robe with his arms and blood in his lips and chins flicked his hands, his fingers were erect and his sharp voice kept squeaking, and he didn't stop for a moment. His thumb raised his right hand, and his three fingers, the three fingers of the food, middle and Wuming popped out one after another. It was the fingering method of the Sichuan character I used before. He was inserted with a small half of the wooden stick on his left shoulder. Although the flesh was not deep, he had no room to pull out the wound. In addition, it was not a habitual hand, and it was not as flexible as the right hand. He directly strode his index finger with his thumb, like waving a pipa. The last three fingers were shivering, and Uncle Qi shrank his hand in a flash. With a sneer of the robe, three marks bloomed like three words, and a touch of bright red gradually penetrated.
...Good fingering! The old man snorted coldly and pointed his sword quickly. Seeing that the man with a moustache could not resist, the sword came from the horizontal. The only Asha who was wearing the deep stream tiger mask at the scene finally adjusted his blood and joined the battle group with his sword, wandering around the old man, intending to restrain him.
The Yàn man pretending to be a Quan Yu reduced the pressure, but instead of turning his arms and pulling out the wooden sign, he rushed forward and helped Yi Huangliang to pull back from a distance. Suddenly, even if he deliberately lowered his voice, he could not hide his surprise.
Are you...Doctor Yi?We've seen it.I once accompanied the young master Liang Yuanwai of Liang in Jingchuan to seek medical treatment in Yimeng Valley and was expelled by the doctor. I never thought that you, Doctor... You are actually in charge of the orders of the six ministries.As if he was afraid that Yi Huangliang would not believe it, he took out an ancient iron order from his belt, and the front of him was engraved with the word "Le" in seal script.In his opinion, it seems that Doctor Yi, one of the Nine-Tire Saints, is a bit natural and not unimaginable.
This middle-aged man who is good at Confucianism's masterpiece "The Iron Finger" has become Xu Zhan, a descendant of the Xu family who was a member of the Liang family in Jingchuan and was responsible for taking care of Liang Gongzi Liang Sizai.
On that day, he was confused by Qiu Shuangjie's piano music and snatched the white jade horse from Liang Si, flipped the feathers and sent it to Fuding Villa, and then cut off his life in the Liang family in Jingchuan.Fortunately, the people of Ximiya River were not people who were greedy for treasures, so they sent someone to send the jade horse back to the Liang Mansion.Liang Si was so scared that he was crazy when he heard the word Qiu. Although Liang was rich and powerful, he was too busy to take advantage of his precious son, so he gave up and let him go.
Xu Zhan was not sent to the government office for punishment, but the Liang Mansion could no longer tolerate him. He had to clean up his fine lines and sent his wife and children back to his hometown, and went to the recruiting pavilion of Mangshan to ask for advice. Mr. Hongru, please tell me about his future.The Xu family was originally a servant of the Situ family in Sanhuai. The ancestor Xu Kaijiang made great contributions to the Situ family and was given some of the moves in "The Iron Finger", which is known to the people in the martial arts world.
This martial arts is a representative of Confucianism. Even Sanhuai has not been mastered from generation to generation, and the accompanying ministers will have great contributions. How can you get a glimpse of the whole leopard?
Do you know that the person who can practice "The Iron Finger" has the first nephew in the past 270 years?When Xu Zhanshi was successful and returned the secret copy, the old scholar, who was covered in frost, said this.The previous person who was trained had a surname of Situ, and his name was Shangshen and Xiayang.
Even though Xu Zhanzhi was young and energetic at that time, when he heard this name, he still couldn't help but be shocked, and suddenly realized how dangerous he was in, and was sweating in cold sweat and speechless.
Situ Liuyang not only came from the Sanhuai family, but also was the lord of the revival of Confucianism and was known as the saint.Xu Kaijiang, the founder of the Xu family, was under his command. He gave Xu Kaijiang, who made great contributions. It would be no exaggeration to say that it was the starting point of the family of the Xu family.
After Situ Ruoyang, no one from the Sanhuai family has mastered the "Iron Finger" for more than two hundred years. After a mere servant, he was no longer able to argue with the supreme secrets of the Confucian finger art. What's more, he has a unique skill?
(Mr. Hongru... Why did he frame me like this and borrow this deadly thing from me to practice?)
This secret book is a pair of this thing.This is why no one has made a name for this for more than two hundred years.The old scholar with a warm smile pushed the wooden box under the young man's nose, and the one stored in the box was the word "Le".With your ancestor’s merits, it’s not just a servant?The Holy Lord appointed the six ministries as the commander and gave the complete copy of the iron finger; the price was that it was no longer known.
From then on, Xu Zhan silently inherited the fate of the Xu family, contented with poverty and enjoyed theories, turned himself into a merchant, and waited for the call of the sect leader until this moment.
Yi Huangliang didn't know Xu Zhan, Liang Si was a rich second-generation who was not sick and had brain diseases, was stupid and had more money, and had less than 100 or 80 years. How could he remember who was with him?He was suddenly shouted for his identity, and was frightened and angry. He didn't care about banishing his mouth, and said anxiously:
...If this beast is not eliminated, we will die here today!
In the humble room, the cyclone continued to gather, and the inhalation and vomiting gradually suffocated. The three of them felt difficult. The situation was similar to that of the master when he used the magical technique of Condensing the Crane and Locking the Vein, and the cultivation of the disabled old man not only made Yi Huangliang feel more shocked, and he found that he was at ease.Judging from the force, Gao Liuchan... No, it is Qu Xianheng's attainment, and he is afraid that he will still be on Xiao Jian's paper.For many years, the Ping'an Fu camp always regarded him as the skilled craftsman hidden by Xiao Jianzhi, but he did not know that he was the top master of Gu Muquan.
This tip is too important, I must take it back to the sir!
The old man was more determined than imagined, and his natural skills and practical skills were enough to overcome his disability and stabilize the pressure on three people, but Qu Xianheng was definitely not an invincible general.His profound medical skills and countless clinical experiences tell Yi Huangliang: that broken body definitely has the problems that martial artists in the world can imagine and other unthinkable problems. Whoever comes to the power of the power is a nightmare.Of course, these include Qu Xianheng.
The center of gravity disorder and meridian defect caused by the broken arm greatly inhibits internal breathing movement, and it is incredible to be able to use internal strength; is the cause of hunchback wounded by the lung lobe or the spine bent?Severe knife fire injury may also lead to such results... The former inevitably damages the heart and lungs, reducing endurance and physical strength; bending of the keel may not only cause mobility, but also cause unstable center of gravity to expand the defect, not to mention muscle atrophy caused by burns.
Qu Xianheng broke through the enemy again and again, always seeking victory in adversity, but being unable to continue fighting is far weaker than ordinary people. He will never miss every opportunity to severely damage his opponent or even take his life.
Even so, the old man still cannot effectively reduce the number of enemies.
Yi Huangliang didn't understand this truth until the moment the wooden stick was inserted into his thigh.The old man paralyzed his ability to move, but he wanted to return to the center of the humble room and reorganize his posture to deal with the other two sons. He even planned Yi Huangliangzan's palm, which showed that he was in a difficult position.
The killing that gathers energy is the old man's last magic weapon, which can completely end the battle.Yi Huangliang knew that he would never delay his temper, and the time to reveal the crime was imminent!
With two muffled groans, several blood arrows burst out from Xu Zhan's black robe. He fell to the sky. A Shamei Knife took off his hand and hit the foundation pier several feet smoothly, never moving again.Yi Huangliang's heart suddenly sank, and it seemed that he could not inhale any air around him. The old man's eyes were cold, and his sword finger was about to spin out; suddenly there was a panic outside the mountain gate, and a huge shadow rushed in with a strong beast stinking blood.
The old man heard the silence and hurriedly withdrew. The extremely condensed sword energy scattered everywhere, cutting out countless wood and stone chips, but the sharp force tried his best to avoid the huge fall path.The thing crashed into the ground, plowing all the way to the bottom of the wall, leaving behind a shocking red blood stain, covered with golden copper feather roots. It was the golden eagle with the horned feathers that had been roaming side by side with Qu Xianheng in the past.
...Chasing the wind!Uncle Qi opened his gray eyes widened and revealed his mood for the first time since the war started. He glanced at the huge body of the golden eagle, and knew that the vitality of the birds was strong. He turned around and looked for the traces of people first. He saw a high threshold. He raised a striking red armor, and slapped his feet away, and helped up the red-haired giant man who was half a body higher than himself. His eyes swept away, and asked in a low voice:
How was the injury?Where is Old Taicheng Xiao?
Cui Yanyue fell heavily, vomited blood, and said tremblingly: I am not strong enough, Xiao Lao Taicheng...
Uncle Qi was not lucky enough to act. Seeing that the eagle was coming back, he felt attentive. He gritted his teeth and wanted to spit out the word "leave". His knees and legs suddenly fell, and finally he frowned and lowered his eyes, and shook his head silently.The broken bricks in the hall were shaking, and a sound was heard. The horned eagle called Zhufeng flapped its wings and could not stand up. It glanced at the master with a sharp eye, and suddenly howled like crazy, and was furious.
A fool!What to do
I saw a dark axe and knife embedded on its legs that were thicker than the pillar, and it was covered with blood. The old man's thoughts were as if he had been turned into an electric shock, and his one arm was already under the stern of the giant man.Cui Yanyue showed a sinister smile, her muscles bulging and masculinity showed ferociousness, and she said with teeth: There is a cultivation of the elders!After pressing the old man's arm tightly, he pushed hard, trying to break the thin arm like dry wood!
Uncle Qi was very quick to respond, and turned over his head, and his knees and legs blew up at the back door, and his strength was blocked by the armor.Cui Yanyuewu was surging inside, and then he realized that the elder's martial arts skills were extremely high, and he suddenly became timid, so he didn't dare to let go. He clamped his hands tightly, grabbed them all over his back, trying to strangle the old man with brute force.
Unfortunately, in Qu Xianheng's eyes, his hand was no different from Gu Niu. He kicked the door and jumped into the hall, knocking Cui Yanyue down, causing him to break the threshold, and he turned his hand around and regained it vigorously.Helpless, the method of removing the power without moving the palm of your heart is difficult to have an effect before refining the armor. This grab became a naked brute force competition, which was not good at all.
Cui Yanyue was confused and half-understood. However, she was born with a careful mind and resurrected her courage. With a strong force, Uncle Qi was unstable and the two of them were full of their arms.The red-haired giant man loosened his arm pliers and hugged Uncle Qi in his arms. He secretly stroked his left arm and banged his sharp cone. He only realized when he fell to the ground. Unfortunately, the one in his right arm had broken into the old man's waist without hesitation!
Uncle Qi held back the pain and raised his head, and the middle-aged young man's lips and teeth hit him, making his eyes stagger back, and his sharp cone left his body with a puff, and blood kept flowing.
The old man sat down on his side, but he couldn't get up after he struggled. Even Cui Yanyue knew it was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. He was so crazy that he was about to pounce on him. A ball of black shadows passed over the old man's head and filled his sight in an instant. Without any reaction, his left eye was so painful that he was pecked away by the golden eagle. He fell out of the hall and rolled heavily to the bottom of the steps!
The horned golden eagle was unable to peck at half of its head, but still couldn't relieve its hatred. It crawled out and rolled down the steps, with its wings hanging softly, and its legs were embedded with a knife, relying on hatred to raise its neck and beak, dragging its giant body to pounce on the enemy.
Cui Yanyue's left eye socket was empty and blood was endless. She tried her best to dodge and roared wildly: Animal...animal!Get out of here!brute!He was pushed to the edge of the cliff and held the hilt of the Lidi knife in chaos. When he pulled out his strength, the golden eagle fell to his side with a terrible cry and could no longer move.
The red-haired giant man slashed the side of its neck with a knife. Seeing that it had not stopped, he pulled it up and swung it again. He said with hatred: "Why did the beast?" A gray shadow jump out from under the eagle's wings. The disabled old man pressed his waist and his hands on the waist, kicked the young man's chest with one foot, and took advantage of the opportunity to knock down the cliff.The golden eagle opened its mouth and bit the back collar, shook its neck and dragged it back. The master and servant leaned on each other's belly, both of them breathed.
You are the beast.Uncle Qi murmured as he looked into the distance and shouted to the red-haired young man who fell off the cliff.
The mountain breeze blew by, and the old man who had lost a lot of blood shivered and his body became cold.
He has always opposed the use of Cui Yanyue, but his starting point is not that he doubted his unfaithfulness, but that he could not bear it. He never expected that he could repay his kindness to this end.Since the child of the Cui family has turned his mind, he should not listen to all his words; if Xiao Jianzhi dies, he should not let himself know... After thinking about this, the old man became more open and felt a hint of red, and he was about to get up.
Scattered applause penetrated the roaring mountain wind and came from the mountain roads. The warm laughter was like March, which was very pleasant.Why do jackals back?Kuaihuo is in love with him.I thought that after the two of you, this son could eventually get rid of evil and promote good and become a pillar of the country; this ending is incredible.
In the wind, the free scarf behind the gourd bun of Confucians fluttered, cloth robe tied with sleeves, straw sandals and leggings, a thin bamboo stick tucked like a sword, and five long beards floated out of the dust; the clothes are all over their body are clean, which is definitely not ordinary. It is said to be a fairy-like style, but it is hard to hide the wind and frost, as if they have crossed this mountain, and there are still mountains to walk on the road ahead.
Qu Xianheng stared at the slowly approaching person without moving.It’s strange, Xiao Jianzhi is right at all. Whether this person can tell whether he is this person can be seen at a glance.
It was him, the old man thought.It's him.
Brother Qu, don’t worry, Xiao Jianzhi is not dead.Yin Hengye stopped in front of the ruined temple, swept through the inside and outside, and dusted his robe, as if he had enjoyed some beautiful scenery, as free as a journey in the spring.I came before, but I wanted to persuade the wise brother not to die.
Uncle Qi's blood was soaked in the bottom of his palm, and he couldn't stop it at all.
The cone hidden in the tartar tar is specially designed with fine grooves on it, and the efficiency of bloodletting is extraordinary.As the ultimate method for a person with a squat, the elderly must ensure that the person who is in the middle of the cone will die in the shortest time; purely speaking of the efficiency of killing, it may still be better than the dirt.
Even though Cui Yanyue had not yet fallen into the plot, the old man didn't think he could compete with a master of the three talents and five peaks.His advice to Xiao Jianzhu is still profitable and accurate, without exception.But worse is that Yin Hengye didn't want his life.
It can be sunken and fragrant at first, but it cannot be floating into a gourd.It is too offensive to convince you with wealth, fame and fortune, and even the entertainment of hearing, voice, speech, and sweet taste. Many people rely on their resentment to survive. Those who can use Xiao Jian Paper are probably the same. I have always guessed that you are like this.When I saw it today, I realized that it was wrong.Yin Hengye held a bamboo stick with his armpit and crossed his palms. He bowed deeply to the old man and said in a harmonious voice:
It is my fault to judge a gentleman by mistake.Brother Qu is forgiven.
Qu Xianheng's breath was disordered, his eyes were sharp, but he didn't say anything, just staring at him.
Yin Hengye didn't care, and said warmly: The seeds and corpse cultivated by Brother Qu have achieved remarkable achievements, so he has mastered the skill of operating the Secret Sky. For hundreds of thousands of years, there is no one who can compete with his brother.Yu Guang saw Asha sagging one arm, dragging the eyebrows knife in his left hand and stepped out of the wooden hall. He swept the formation aside, nodded slightly, and competed casually, and smiled at Qu Xianheng:
Although this son is not as good as you personally raising him and thinking about Geng Zhao, he is a masterpiece among the swords and corpses. Regardless of whether Brother Qu’s vision of selecting materials or the means of making knives and corpses, he is all unique in the world and the present. I admire him so much that he cannot bear the wise and powerful skills of his predecessors and is killed in the middle way. If my brother joins our camp, he will still be in the face of "Gao Liuchan" and have to take a seat, so I can ensure that Xiao and Geng are safe and safe.
Asha saw Geng Zhao's lip shape, and looked at the dying old man, but only glanced at it, and had no response to the sword corpse.The mask covers off the beautiful pale face of a woman, and her eyes are even colder than the black-wood carvings, as if nothing is taken care of. Looking back, it has nothing to do with the sun and rain.
Uncle Qi's eyes passed by the conspirator who was trying hard to lure, and stayed at the young man, with his shriveled lips moving, as if he was murmuring.
Yin Hengye saw it and said that he was not upset by this obvious and tragic cold reception.Being able to taste sweetness from tolerance for losers has always been the unique calmness of the winner.Why do you need to compete with wild dogs for a huge amount of money?
Yi Huangliang struggled to sit up and could finally treat his right palm.The acupoint pulse is damaged and the pericardium is damaged. It is hard to say that the palmar bone chakra is also slightly cracked. Fortunately, most of it is not shattered, so it can still be cured, otherwise you will never think about doing it in this life.
He never died three times in a short time, and he actually escaped the disaster; the last time he was so embarrassed, it was when Nie Ming was ambushed along the way, but the dangerous place was far less than today.
Xu Zhan was poked several blood holes in the chest, and he lost a lot of blood, which was not a fatal key.Under the foundation stone near the door, Asha trembled and held her up, and hit the beam and pillar with her right shoulder, "Just!"The shoulder cover that was removed was mostly sharp and thin. It seemed that Qu Xianheng was quite merciful to the sword and corpse he had made himself. Among the three, the lightest attack on Asha was the one.
In the eyes of the tiger-shaped mask, the pain was only a moment, and it turned colder.Yi Huangliang moved to Xu Zhan's side, reached out and pressed his chest, and the distracted man, moaned and his eyes were slightly focused:
A...doctor?
Silence.Yi Huangliang clicked several acupoints on him.You are seriously injured, don't speak.Seeing the young man walking with his knife, he frowned and said, "Go away, Mr. Ying."Don’t be careless if the enemy has not been eliminated!Or is your medical skills better than me?Asha hesitated for a moment, turned around and left the lobby. When she met Yin Hengye, who was kind enough to persuade him to surrender, the young man and the old man looked at each other.
The light leaked in the half-dollar hall, leaving Yi and Xu.
Doctor, I...I can hold on...
The man in the moustache grabbed Yi Huangliang's palm, causing him to feel a little pain, but he couldn't break free, and he couldn't stop bleeding from his nose, which was a sign of the piercing of lung leaves and collapse of internal organs.Xu Zhan's cultivation is indeed far beyond what is shown in actual combat. If you let go of a blow when you are dying, you may not be able to suffer at this time.
Please... Please... Please help Mr. Hongru, please... be... cough cough... it's okay... Ah!A painful cry broke out from the severe cough. Yi Huangliang pulled out the wooden sign on his left shoulder, groping his sternum, and the blood-stained tip of the sign against the bone gap.
The lung meridian is blocked, the breath is blocked, and the lung capsule has no energy to enter, so it collapses.Meeting a mortal doctor is a trauma of seeing the King of Hell.Yi Huangliang snorted coldly: Then I will pierce this thing into your lungs and release the blood clots of the blocked blood, and you will be able to survive.Do you understand?Xu Zhan was already unable to speak, so he nodded weakly, closed his eyes and held his hands, and tried hard to suppress the instinct of the warrior who was encouraging and protecting his body.
He used his strength in his hand, and the wooden stick was not at the bottom.Xu Zhan twitched, his throat plastered a few times, and then he remained motionless after a moment.Yi Huangliang put his neck pulse with his two fingers, confirmed that he had died, and then said: Why are you dead?Yes, the wooden stick cannot release blood stasis, but unfortunately it is not a hollow tube.He held back his smile, and the black robe of the word "Le" was stripped of the body and stripped it naked, and kicked it into the hidden place.
After picking up the mask of Wuxia ape, I wiped out the traces of leaving and leaving moves, wrapped the black robe, Quanyu wooden face, etc. into bundles, and tucked them under my ribs, then I struggled to hold the eaves and walk slowly out.
In Uncle Qi's mind, these two words never represent why, but how.
The evil in the world is a hundred billion, as many as stars, but people’s lives are not endless. With this leisure to explore why evil people do evil, why not waste it on beautiful and good things?Only Xiao Jianzhi always likes to ask why, as if admitting that ignorance will kill him, he is both arrogant and ridiculous.
The old man only wants to stop evil, and better not to happen.
OK, things start when the heart comes, things go away and the heart is empty. This is the heart and nature of a gentleman.
When Xiao Jianzhi said this, he was always sarcastic and cold, and it was difficult to tell whether his face was born with a bad personality or because of his bad personality.Of course, it may also be both.This is a perfect name for "Geese Trace in Cold Pond".Hey, will you have a special course in Qingfengzhao?
It's a bad personality, the old man thought.He is not entirely blamed for his parents.
The sage said: When the wind comes, sparse bamboos, but the wind passes, but the bamboos do not leave any sound; when the geese cross the cold pond, but the geese leave no shadow.It refers to a gentleman's lofty nature, like a bamboo forest and a pool. Gains and losses and benefits are like wind coming and geese passing by. When they go, they go away. The bamboo forest is still a bamboo forest, and the pool is still a pool, which is clear and vigorous, and does not linger in your heart.
But if Qu Xianheng's nickname is to be misinterpreted like this, it is hard to say that there is no meaning of ridicule and ridicule.
The Yuntai sword in Jiaolu Caotang spreads eight veins, and each vein is passed on a single vein. The descendants all call it the secret sword he passed on, and they call it the Eight Sons of Yuntai.Although these eight secret swords are named after birds, they are derived from paintings. Just like the green eyebrows shine on the "Lingzhou" inherited by Shao Lansheng, it is a technique for painting plums. The style is thin and clear, and it is very consistent with the temperament of Shao Sanye. When he paints it into the sword, he becomes a masterpiece.Jinwulang Ren Zhuliu's "Flying Body Goes to the Water" was originally the so-called partial situation in the composition, and was fired from the sword, which is the invisible sword energy hidden in the virtual move and the virtual reality is instantly easy.
"The Trace of the Cold Pond" is no exception, but it refers to blank space.
The shadow of geese leaves in the cold pond, and the clouds are all over the vast sky!
The old man mocked Xiao Jianzhi for his character and no matter why he was, he once again slapped the Ping'an Fu camp.
Seeing Quan Yu appearing strongly, he turned to kill with one finger. The proud Wuxia ape had not yet fallen out of his words. The old man with one arm suddenly took action. The gray robe instantly bullied into the strong man's arms, as fast as a ghost, silently, not even the grass and mud on the blue brick floor. Wuxia ape was surprised and his courage suddenly became cold.
The Laogong point in the palm of the human body is not only connected to the pericardium meridian, but also the gateway for the transmission of energy.
The old man Ji Ling deprived his right palm as soon as he came up. Wuxia ape lost far more than one right arm. The pericardium suffered a trauma, causing the qi and blood to be dissatisfied, and the silt in the air-transfusion portal almost paralyzed the internal breathing.The battle situation in the temple changed instantly, and the rabbits rose and falcons fell without careful observation. The Wuxia ape finally realized that they were useless in their skills. The left palm, which had no internal strength, hit the knees, legs, and elbows of the half-disabled old man, suddenly felt like they were defeated by one against four.
Uncle Qi's feet were not touched by the ground, and the knee hammer hit the chin of the strong man in black robe. The weight of his body was slammed into the impact, causing the Wuxia ape to tilt his head over, and a blood arrow rushed to fly over like a water dragon car.If the impact point is moved up for a little more than a minute, it may not only break the entire row of lower teeth, but also the cervical spine may be removed by being knocked off. Once the soft throat is twisted, it will immediately become exhausted.
Quan Yu seemed to be so decayed and deteriorated, so how could he have such a strange skill? He was slightly stunned and saved people first. The black robe shook and flew like a roll wing. In the blink of an eye, he had already hit the old man's vest, and his body was also very fast; two sharp sounds, two half-corrosive fire signs, one in front and one behind, and arrived at him at the same time. The other one on the other side, the deep stream tiger kicked the sign and supported half of his body, and held four slender signs with both hands, but did not throw them. It seemed that he was looking for a better position to take action, adding a sense of threat.
Wuxia Yuan might just call Yi Huangliang, but his eyes were pale, but he did not dare to lose consciousness. He opened his eyes with the pain of swelling his chest and almost swelling his lungs. Seeing Quan Yu's robe shadow snatched him, his soul was so shocked that he was scattered.
(No! All...all wrong! Everything is over!)
The old man fell to the ground with one foot, his neck, chest and waist slightly moved. Three wisps of finger wind flew over his shoulders, flanks and hair, and even the gray robe had not been cut off much. It seemed that the two of them had practiced this for thousands of times before they could be so accurate.
Quan Yu had a blink of an eye before leaving, and the three fingers of the right hand, which had been pinched into an empty fist, were successively released, and the halberd was opened into the character "chuan".This move is not only special, but also the person who is hit often leaves three finger marks on his body, which is truly a strange thing.
Generally speaking, finger skills are not separated from single fingers and five fingers dragon claws, and four fingers lion claws, and more similar to palm skills, which are not the finger claws.In the past, the Wing Claw Invincible Gate used its three-finger eagle claw to shake the East China Sea and praised it as invincible. However, it used the three fingers of thumb, food and middle fingers, and bent like a bird hook, rather than vertical fingers forming a river.
With a strange move, coupled with easy-to-identify scars, this move was known more than a hundred years ago by washing the sword and blood.People always think that the marks of the three fingers are caused by killing, but they don’t know that the strong wind moves first and then becomes a river. It is too late to see the situation, and it is too late to flash or defend.
Although he was promptly pointing out, Quan Yu thought that even if he failed to seriously damage the old man, he should force him to retreat. Unexpectedly, the old man was unharmed and stood up with his palms and led him. Quan Yu struggled and could not get rid of it. He said that at that time, half of the long mark had already penetrated into his left shoulder; the latter one came one after another, and the temple was in the corner of his forehead. Fortunately, there was a mask of black sandalwood, and the wood that came with force broke off.
Uncle Qi secretly complained that it was a pity, but his whole body was old and it was difficult to kill him. He forced his feet to kick Zheng Quanyu's lower abdomen, which was full of muscles and energy. He flew backwards and sprinkled a straight blood path about a foot long. He turned his arm around and picked up the broken half-broken prophecy sign, and then he heard Yi Huangliang's struggle beside him warn: No, insert it into his thigh!
Yi Huangliang screamed, and pushed his inner breath hard and rushed through the block. His left palm blasted out. The old man took a blow and retreated back to the center with the momentum.The dilapidated ancient temple was still surrounded by triangular forces. All three of them were injured and their prey looked cold. Before they could move, the storm was stirring. They didn't delay for a moment, and they wanted to kill them and kill them.
Yi Huangliang didn't think he could deceive Gao Liuchan, but although he was named after the mask, he was a man who had no name, and his "Iron Finger" was a unique skill, and he was able to compete with his own flower-jue Jiu Tin Sword. It is unknown whether he wins or loses in the martial arts genealogy.
Unfortunately, if you want to talk about magical skills, Qu Xianheng has never lacked any of the Hantan Yanzhi. His cultivation is deep enough to overwhelm everyone and be able to make up for the incompleteness.In terms of rich practical combat and tricky faced the enemy, I am afraid that the three of us will not be as good as half a lame leg of others; the current danger of life is the best footnote.
Qu Xianheng has been fighting until now, and there is only one strategy he has used, which is the feint attack and attack aid as mentioned in the art of war:
In order to attack the East, the goal is to help the West; if the support is slow, the East will be blown up first, and look back and wait for the effort, and still attack the West.The old man used this method to beat the disabled, and turned around and put down Asha; when he was fighting against counterfeit power, he cooked the bowl as usual, but when he saw that the fake guy was not able to save him, he simply beat the disabled man first.It is obvious that everything is under the calculation of the old man.
Asha had just achieved his martial arts skills, but it was fine. The guy wearing a mask of volleyball was disappointed. He wasted his superb internal skills and had unique Confucianism. He was a waste of his silence when facing the enemy. He had a bad habit of abandoning the strong and weak when he was defeated. He was finally defeated.
The fake power occupants are strong and powerful, and can be restrained from the air. They should not give up on their close combat.If it is not about saving people, it is a storm, and it is a scheming disease that is afraid of hurting comrades or having a kind heart towards the enemy, so this misjudgment will be made.
Asha's cultivation is still shallow, and the flying knife is not only accurate in his head, but his strength is also the top priority. If he lacks hand strength, he is just giving the enemy weapons for nothing.The young man suffered the loss of the old man, and he had no chance to fight in close combat. The two flying signs were intended to restrain him and wanted to buy time for the doctor; the four in his hand could be really hit and intimidating, and the effect of not taking action was greater. From this point of view, the decision was still above the power.
Gao Liuchan never gives his opponents the rest of his breath, and before all the enemies are overwhelmed, he doesn't even waste a word of time.
The wind and clouds in the abandoned room were disturbed, and the air that could be sucked into the lungs seemed to become thinner. The strong wind blew and flew, and it suddenly condensed towards the only center like a whirlpool.In the storm, the old man raised his arm and pointed his sword at Tianshu. A trace of gold and iron light flashed through his thin and dark fingers. The gray eyes burst out with his sperm of semen.
(My life... is over!)
Yi Huangliang never expected that he would die here. With extreme unwillingness to be willing to close his eyes, his mind was full of Xuezhen's beautiful posture that was both pure and gorgeous, and he couldn't help but feel distressed, but wanted to destroy him. He also had the same face, but he had unforgettable stubbornness and resentment...
He would only see him again in his dreams.He can't tell whether it's a nightmare or a beautiful dream.
The hissing wind wiped across his arms, and the strange sharp pain brought Yi Huangliang back to reality. Only then did he realize that he had not returned to Lihentian. Cold sweat soaked several layers of clothes inside and outside, but his crotch swelled to a point of vague pain. Even when facing Xuezhen's body on Hengchen's couch, he might have not been so hard for a long time.
The energy continued to gather towards the center. The old man in gray robe did not move, but his one arm was like a ruler and stretched out, and he kept his sword pointing, and burst out with a continuous clanging sound from the air, as if gold and iron were singing, which seemed to be gathering and pushing the inner breath, while the force was distracted and fought with others. He didn't know the advantages and disadvantages, but he did not know whether the concentration and division of force were each running smoothly, and it was faster, as if there were two high willow cicadas.
On the other side of the battle, the man with a black robe with his arms and blood in his lips and chins flicked his hands, his fingers were erect and his sharp voice kept squeaking, and he didn't stop for a moment. His thumb raised his right hand, and his three fingers, the three fingers of the food, middle and Wuming popped out one after another. It was the fingering method of the Sichuan character I used before. He was inserted with a small half of the wooden stick on his left shoulder. Although the flesh was not deep, he had no room to pull out the wound. In addition, it was not a habitual hand, and it was not as flexible as the right hand. He directly strode his index finger with his thumb, like waving a pipa. The last three fingers were shivering, and Uncle Qi shrank his hand in a flash. With a sneer of the robe, three marks bloomed like three words, and a touch of bright red gradually penetrated.
...Good fingering! The old man snorted coldly and pointed his sword quickly. Seeing that the man with a moustache could not resist, the sword came from the horizontal. The only Asha who was wearing the deep stream tiger mask at the scene finally adjusted his blood and joined the battle group with his sword, wandering around the old man, intending to restrain him.
The Yàn man pretending to be a Quan Yu reduced the pressure, but instead of turning his arms and pulling out the wooden sign, he rushed forward and helped Yi Huangliang to pull back from a distance. Suddenly, even if he deliberately lowered his voice, he could not hide his surprise.
Are you...Doctor Yi?We've seen it.I once accompanied the young master Liang Yuanwai of Liang in Jingchuan to seek medical treatment in Yimeng Valley and was expelled by the doctor. I never thought that you, Doctor... You are actually in charge of the orders of the six ministries.As if he was afraid that Yi Huangliang would not believe it, he took out an ancient iron order from his belt, and the front of him was engraved with the word "Le" in seal script.In his opinion, it seems that Doctor Yi, one of the Nine-Tire Saints, is a bit natural and not unimaginable.
This middle-aged man who is good at Confucianism's masterpiece "The Iron Finger" has become Xu Zhan, a descendant of the Xu family who was a member of the Liang family in Jingchuan and was responsible for taking care of Liang Gongzi Liang Sizai.
On that day, he was confused by Qiu Shuangjie's piano music and snatched the white jade horse from Liang Si, flipped the feathers and sent it to Fuding Villa, and then cut off his life in the Liang family in Jingchuan.Fortunately, the people of Ximiya River were not people who were greedy for treasures, so they sent someone to send the jade horse back to the Liang Mansion.Liang Si was so scared that he was crazy when he heard the word Qiu. Although Liang was rich and powerful, he was too busy to take advantage of his precious son, so he gave up and let him go.
Xu Zhan was not sent to the government office for punishment, but the Liang Mansion could no longer tolerate him. He had to clean up his fine lines and sent his wife and children back to his hometown, and went to the recruiting pavilion of Mangshan to ask for advice. Mr. Hongru, please tell me about his future.The Xu family was originally a servant of the Situ family in Sanhuai. The ancestor Xu Kaijiang made great contributions to the Situ family and was given some of the moves in "The Iron Finger", which is known to the people in the martial arts world.
This martial arts is a representative of Confucianism. Even Sanhuai has not been mastered from generation to generation, and the accompanying ministers will have great contributions. How can you get a glimpse of the whole leopard?
Do you know that the person who can practice "The Iron Finger" has the first nephew in the past 270 years?When Xu Zhanshi was successful and returned the secret copy, the old scholar, who was covered in frost, said this.The previous person who was trained had a surname of Situ, and his name was Shangshen and Xiayang.
Even though Xu Zhanzhi was young and energetic at that time, when he heard this name, he still couldn't help but be shocked, and suddenly realized how dangerous he was in, and was sweating in cold sweat and speechless.
Situ Liuyang not only came from the Sanhuai family, but also was the lord of the revival of Confucianism and was known as the saint.Xu Kaijiang, the founder of the Xu family, was under his command. He gave Xu Kaijiang, who made great contributions. It would be no exaggeration to say that it was the starting point of the family of the Xu family.
After Situ Ruoyang, no one from the Sanhuai family has mastered the "Iron Finger" for more than two hundred years. After a mere servant, he was no longer able to argue with the supreme secrets of the Confucian finger art. What's more, he has a unique skill?
(Mr. Hongru... Why did he frame me like this and borrow this deadly thing from me to practice?)
This secret book is a pair of this thing.This is why no one has made a name for this for more than two hundred years.The old scholar with a warm smile pushed the wooden box under the young man's nose, and the one stored in the box was the word "Le".With your ancestor’s merits, it’s not just a servant?The Holy Lord appointed the six ministries as the commander and gave the complete copy of the iron finger; the price was that it was no longer known.
From then on, Xu Zhan silently inherited the fate of the Xu family, contented with poverty and enjoyed theories, turned himself into a merchant, and waited for the call of the sect leader until this moment.
Yi Huangliang didn't know Xu Zhan, Liang Si was a rich second-generation who was not sick and had brain diseases, was stupid and had more money, and had less than 100 or 80 years. How could he remember who was with him?He was suddenly shouted for his identity, and was frightened and angry. He didn't care about banishing his mouth, and said anxiously:
...If this beast is not eliminated, we will die here today!
In the humble room, the cyclone continued to gather, and the inhalation and vomiting gradually suffocated. The three of them felt difficult. The situation was similar to that of the master when he used the magical technique of Condensing the Crane and Locking the Vein, and the cultivation of the disabled old man not only made Yi Huangliang feel more shocked, and he found that he was at ease.Judging from the force, Gao Liuchan... No, it is Qu Xianheng's attainment, and he is afraid that he will still be on Xiao Jian's paper.For many years, the Ping'an Fu camp always regarded him as the skilled craftsman hidden by Xiao Jianzhi, but he did not know that he was the top master of Gu Muquan.
This tip is too important, I must take it back to the sir!
The old man was more determined than imagined, and his natural skills and practical skills were enough to overcome his disability and stabilize the pressure on three people, but Qu Xianheng was definitely not an invincible general.His profound medical skills and countless clinical experiences tell Yi Huangliang: that broken body definitely has the problems that martial artists in the world can imagine and other unthinkable problems. Whoever comes to the power of the power is a nightmare.Of course, these include Qu Xianheng.
The center of gravity disorder and meridian defect caused by the broken arm greatly inhibits internal breathing movement, and it is incredible to be able to use internal strength; is the cause of hunchback wounded by the lung lobe or the spine bent?Severe knife fire injury may also lead to such results... The former inevitably damages the heart and lungs, reducing endurance and physical strength; bending of the keel may not only cause mobility, but also cause unstable center of gravity to expand the defect, not to mention muscle atrophy caused by burns.
Qu Xianheng broke through the enemy again and again, always seeking victory in adversity, but being unable to continue fighting is far weaker than ordinary people. He will never miss every opportunity to severely damage his opponent or even take his life.
Even so, the old man still cannot effectively reduce the number of enemies.
Yi Huangliang didn't understand this truth until the moment the wooden stick was inserted into his thigh.The old man paralyzed his ability to move, but he wanted to return to the center of the humble room and reorganize his posture to deal with the other two sons. He even planned Yi Huangliangzan's palm, which showed that he was in a difficult position.
The killing that gathers energy is the old man's last magic weapon, which can completely end the battle.Yi Huangliang knew that he would never delay his temper, and the time to reveal the crime was imminent!
With two muffled groans, several blood arrows burst out from Xu Zhan's black robe. He fell to the sky. A Shamei Knife took off his hand and hit the foundation pier several feet smoothly, never moving again.Yi Huangliang's heart suddenly sank, and it seemed that he could not inhale any air around him. The old man's eyes were cold, and his sword finger was about to spin out; suddenly there was a panic outside the mountain gate, and a huge shadow rushed in with a strong beast stinking blood.
The old man heard the silence and hurriedly withdrew. The extremely condensed sword energy scattered everywhere, cutting out countless wood and stone chips, but the sharp force tried his best to avoid the huge fall path.The thing crashed into the ground, plowing all the way to the bottom of the wall, leaving behind a shocking red blood stain, covered with golden copper feather roots. It was the golden eagle with the horned feathers that had been roaming side by side with Qu Xianheng in the past.
...Chasing the wind!Uncle Qi opened his gray eyes widened and revealed his mood for the first time since the war started. He glanced at the huge body of the golden eagle, and knew that the vitality of the birds was strong. He turned around and looked for the traces of people first. He saw a high threshold. He raised a striking red armor, and slapped his feet away, and helped up the red-haired giant man who was half a body higher than himself. His eyes swept away, and asked in a low voice:
How was the injury?Where is Old Taicheng Xiao?
Cui Yanyue fell heavily, vomited blood, and said tremblingly: I am not strong enough, Xiao Lao Taicheng...
Uncle Qi was not lucky enough to act. Seeing that the eagle was coming back, he felt attentive. He gritted his teeth and wanted to spit out the word "leave". His knees and legs suddenly fell, and finally he frowned and lowered his eyes, and shook his head silently.The broken bricks in the hall were shaking, and a sound was heard. The horned eagle called Zhufeng flapped its wings and could not stand up. It glanced at the master with a sharp eye, and suddenly howled like crazy, and was furious.
A fool!What to do
I saw a dark axe and knife embedded on its legs that were thicker than the pillar, and it was covered with blood. The old man's thoughts were as if he had been turned into an electric shock, and his one arm was already under the stern of the giant man.Cui Yanyue showed a sinister smile, her muscles bulging and masculinity showed ferociousness, and she said with teeth: There is a cultivation of the elders!After pressing the old man's arm tightly, he pushed hard, trying to break the thin arm like dry wood!
Uncle Qi was very quick to respond, and turned over his head, and his knees and legs blew up at the back door, and his strength was blocked by the armor.Cui Yanyuewu was surging inside, and then he realized that the elder's martial arts skills were extremely high, and he suddenly became timid, so he didn't dare to let go. He clamped his hands tightly, grabbed them all over his back, trying to strangle the old man with brute force.
Unfortunately, in Qu Xianheng's eyes, his hand was no different from Gu Niu. He kicked the door and jumped into the hall, knocking Cui Yanyue down, causing him to break the threshold, and he turned his hand around and regained it vigorously.Helpless, the method of removing the power without moving the palm of your heart is difficult to have an effect before refining the armor. This grab became a naked brute force competition, which was not good at all.
Cui Yanyue was confused and half-understood. However, she was born with a careful mind and resurrected her courage. With a strong force, Uncle Qi was unstable and the two of them were full of their arms.The red-haired giant man loosened his arm pliers and hugged Uncle Qi in his arms. He secretly stroked his left arm and banged his sharp cone. He only realized when he fell to the ground. Unfortunately, the one in his right arm had broken into the old man's waist without hesitation!
Uncle Qi held back the pain and raised his head, and the middle-aged young man's lips and teeth hit him, making his eyes stagger back, and his sharp cone left his body with a puff, and blood kept flowing.
The old man sat down on his side, but he couldn't get up after he struggled. Even Cui Yanyue knew it was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. He was so crazy that he was about to pounce on him. A ball of black shadows passed over the old man's head and filled his sight in an instant. Without any reaction, his left eye was so painful that he was pecked away by the golden eagle. He fell out of the hall and rolled heavily to the bottom of the steps!
The horned golden eagle was unable to peck at half of its head, but still couldn't relieve its hatred. It crawled out and rolled down the steps, with its wings hanging softly, and its legs were embedded with a knife, relying on hatred to raise its neck and beak, dragging its giant body to pounce on the enemy.
Cui Yanyue's left eye socket was empty and blood was endless. She tried her best to dodge and roared wildly: Animal...animal!Get out of here!brute!He was pushed to the edge of the cliff and held the hilt of the Lidi knife in chaos. When he pulled out his strength, the golden eagle fell to his side with a terrible cry and could no longer move.
The red-haired giant man slashed the side of its neck with a knife. Seeing that it had not stopped, he pulled it up and swung it again. He said with hatred: "Why did the beast?" A gray shadow jump out from under the eagle's wings. The disabled old man pressed his waist and his hands on the waist, kicked the young man's chest with one foot, and took advantage of the opportunity to knock down the cliff.The golden eagle opened its mouth and bit the back collar, shook its neck and dragged it back. The master and servant leaned on each other's belly, both of them breathed.
You are the beast.Uncle Qi murmured as he looked into the distance and shouted to the red-haired young man who fell off the cliff.
The mountain breeze blew by, and the old man who had lost a lot of blood shivered and his body became cold.
He has always opposed the use of Cui Yanyue, but his starting point is not that he doubted his unfaithfulness, but that he could not bear it. He never expected that he could repay his kindness to this end.Since the child of the Cui family has turned his mind, he should not listen to all his words; if Xiao Jianzhi dies, he should not let himself know... After thinking about this, the old man became more open and felt a hint of red, and he was about to get up.
Scattered applause penetrated the roaring mountain wind and came from the mountain roads. The warm laughter was like March, which was very pleasant.Why do jackals back?Kuaihuo is in love with him.I thought that after the two of you, this son could eventually get rid of evil and promote good and become a pillar of the country; this ending is incredible.
In the wind, the free scarf behind the gourd bun of Confucians fluttered, cloth robe tied with sleeves, straw sandals and leggings, a thin bamboo stick tucked like a sword, and five long beards floated out of the dust; the clothes are all over their body are clean, which is definitely not ordinary. It is said to be a fairy-like style, but it is hard to hide the wind and frost, as if they have crossed this mountain, and there are still mountains to walk on the road ahead.
Qu Xianheng stared at the slowly approaching person without moving.It’s strange, Xiao Jianzhi is right at all. Whether this person can tell whether he is this person can be seen at a glance.
It was him, the old man thought.It's him.
Brother Qu, don’t worry, Xiao Jianzhi is not dead.Yin Hengye stopped in front of the ruined temple, swept through the inside and outside, and dusted his robe, as if he had enjoyed some beautiful scenery, as free as a journey in the spring.I came before, but I wanted to persuade the wise brother not to die.
Uncle Qi's blood was soaked in the bottom of his palm, and he couldn't stop it at all.
The cone hidden in the tartar tar is specially designed with fine grooves on it, and the efficiency of bloodletting is extraordinary.As the ultimate method for a person with a squat, the elderly must ensure that the person who is in the middle of the cone will die in the shortest time; purely speaking of the efficiency of killing, it may still be better than the dirt.
Even though Cui Yanyue had not yet fallen into the plot, the old man didn't think he could compete with a master of the three talents and five peaks.His advice to Xiao Jianzhu is still profitable and accurate, without exception.But worse is that Yin Hengye didn't want his life.
It can be sunken and fragrant at first, but it cannot be floating into a gourd.It is too offensive to convince you with wealth, fame and fortune, and even the entertainment of hearing, voice, speech, and sweet taste. Many people rely on their resentment to survive. Those who can use Xiao Jian Paper are probably the same. I have always guessed that you are like this.When I saw it today, I realized that it was wrong.Yin Hengye held a bamboo stick with his armpit and crossed his palms. He bowed deeply to the old man and said in a harmonious voice:
It is my fault to judge a gentleman by mistake.Brother Qu is forgiven.
Qu Xianheng's breath was disordered, his eyes were sharp, but he didn't say anything, just staring at him.
Yin Hengye didn't care, and said warmly: The seeds and corpse cultivated by Brother Qu have achieved remarkable achievements, so he has mastered the skill of operating the Secret Sky. For hundreds of thousands of years, there is no one who can compete with his brother.Yu Guang saw Asha sagging one arm, dragging the eyebrows knife in his left hand and stepped out of the wooden hall. He swept the formation aside, nodded slightly, and competed casually, and smiled at Qu Xianheng:
Although this son is not as good as you personally raising him and thinking about Geng Zhao, he is a masterpiece among the swords and corpses. Regardless of whether Brother Qu’s vision of selecting materials or the means of making knives and corpses, he is all unique in the world and the present. I admire him so much that he cannot bear the wise and powerful skills of his predecessors and is killed in the middle way. If my brother joins our camp, he will still be in the face of "Gao Liuchan" and have to take a seat, so I can ensure that Xiao and Geng are safe and safe.
Asha saw Geng Zhao's lip shape, and looked at the dying old man, but only glanced at it, and had no response to the sword corpse.The mask covers off the beautiful pale face of a woman, and her eyes are even colder than the black-wood carvings, as if nothing is taken care of. Looking back, it has nothing to do with the sun and rain.
Uncle Qi's eyes passed by the conspirator who was trying hard to lure, and stayed at the young man, with his shriveled lips moving, as if he was murmuring.
Yin Hengye saw it and said that he was not upset by this obvious and tragic cold reception.Being able to taste sweetness from tolerance for losers has always been the unique calmness of the winner.Why do you need to compete with wild dogs for a huge amount of money?
Yi Huangliang struggled to sit up and could finally treat his right palm.The acupoint pulse is damaged and the pericardium is damaged. It is hard to say that the palmar bone chakra is also slightly cracked. Fortunately, most of it is not shattered, so it can still be cured, otherwise you will never think about doing it in this life.
He never died three times in a short time, and he actually escaped the disaster; the last time he was so embarrassed, it was when Nie Ming was ambushed along the way, but the dangerous place was far less than today.
Xu Zhan was poked several blood holes in the chest, and he lost a lot of blood, which was not a fatal key.Under the foundation stone near the door, Asha trembled and held her up, and hit the beam and pillar with her right shoulder, "Just!"The shoulder cover that was removed was mostly sharp and thin. It seemed that Qu Xianheng was quite merciful to the sword and corpse he had made himself. Among the three, the lightest attack on Asha was the one.
In the eyes of the tiger-shaped mask, the pain was only a moment, and it turned colder.Yi Huangliang moved to Xu Zhan's side, reached out and pressed his chest, and the distracted man, moaned and his eyes were slightly focused:
A...doctor?
Silence.Yi Huangliang clicked several acupoints on him.You are seriously injured, don't speak.Seeing the young man walking with his knife, he frowned and said, "Go away, Mr. Ying."Don’t be careless if the enemy has not been eliminated!Or is your medical skills better than me?Asha hesitated for a moment, turned around and left the lobby. When she met Yin Hengye, who was kind enough to persuade him to surrender, the young man and the old man looked at each other.
The light leaked in the half-dollar hall, leaving Yi and Xu.
Doctor, I...I can hold on...
The man in the moustache grabbed Yi Huangliang's palm, causing him to feel a little pain, but he couldn't break free, and he couldn't stop bleeding from his nose, which was a sign of the piercing of lung leaves and collapse of internal organs.Xu Zhan's cultivation is indeed far beyond what is shown in actual combat. If you let go of a blow when you are dying, you may not be able to suffer at this time.
Please... Please... Please help Mr. Hongru, please... be... cough cough... it's okay... Ah!A painful cry broke out from the severe cough. Yi Huangliang pulled out the wooden sign on his left shoulder, groping his sternum, and the blood-stained tip of the sign against the bone gap.
The lung meridian is blocked, the breath is blocked, and the lung capsule has no energy to enter, so it collapses.Meeting a mortal doctor is a trauma of seeing the King of Hell.Yi Huangliang snorted coldly: Then I will pierce this thing into your lungs and release the blood clots of the blocked blood, and you will be able to survive.Do you understand?Xu Zhan was already unable to speak, so he nodded weakly, closed his eyes and held his hands, and tried hard to suppress the instinct of the warrior who was encouraging and protecting his body.
He used his strength in his hand, and the wooden stick was not at the bottom.Xu Zhan twitched, his throat plastered a few times, and then he remained motionless after a moment.Yi Huangliang put his neck pulse with his two fingers, confirmed that he had died, and then said: Why are you dead?Yes, the wooden stick cannot release blood stasis, but unfortunately it is not a hollow tube.He held back his smile, and the black robe of the word "Le" was stripped of the body and stripped it naked, and kicked it into the hidden place.
After picking up the mask of Wuxia ape, I wiped out the traces of leaving and leaving moves, wrapped the black robe, Quanyu wooden face, etc. into bundles, and tucked them under my ribs, then I struggled to hold the eaves and walk slowly out.
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