Chapter 300: Salvation
In the main hall of Guiyunzhuang, a big battle was starting, and the iron palm Qiu Qianren and Jing Wusheng were killed, but these two people blocked Mu Xiaojiu, Hua Manlou, Murong Fu and the four generals of the Gusu Murong family.
Murong Fu and the four generals were fighting with Qiu Qianren, and he was very smart not to choose Jing Wusheng, because Jing Wuming could be said to be just right to restrain him. Jing Wuming's sword was so fast that Murong Fu had no way to resist it, let alone use the Dou Zhuan Star Shift.
So he chose Qiu Qianren, at least with the support of the four generals, Murong Fu can have a relationship with Qiu Qianren, although he still has to fall into disadvantage, but he will not be easily defeated.
That's right, now Murong Fu and the four big families under him will be left behind, and Qiu Qianren has not moved his feet even once from beginning to end. He just stood in place so steadily, a pair of fleshy palms flying back and forth, and he had already unknowingly put Murong Fu and the four generals into a stalemate invisibly.
However, Murong Fu is a martial arts genius after all, even if he is delayed by the great cause of recovering the country, he is still a genius, and Qiu Qianren obviously underestimated this genius.
Just when Qiu Qianren waved his palm again, the corners of Murong Fu's mouth suddenly hooked up a smile, and without seeing how his hands moved, he had already formed a strange aura in front of him with his internal force - this was the Murong family's mastery of returning the favor to his body in his own way: Dou Zhuan Xingxing.
Qiu Qianren slapped his palm, but suddenly felt that his palm seemed to touch an invisible energy, and under the traction of this energy, Qiu Qianren suddenly found that his palm suddenly slapped his body from a strange angle uncontrollably.
However, Qiu Qianren is also a grandmaster after all, and he has a lot of experience in fighting, so he naturally won't lose so easily. When his palm was about to slap himself, Qiu Qianren gritted his teeth and directly withdrew as much as fifty percent of the strength of this palm.
Although Qiu Qianren was still injured, he managed to minimize his injuries.
"What a Murong Fu, what a Dou Zhuan Xingxing! This magic skill really deserves its reputation, and under carelessness, even I suffered a secret loss! Qiu Qianren praised, "However, Murong Gongzi, now that I have taken precautions against your move, what else can you do?" ”
Murong Fu was unmoved, but his right hand drew the long sword from his waist.
This time, Qiu Qianren was not holding it up, and as soon as Murong Fu pulled out his long sword, he had already waved his palms and pounced on him.
On the other side, Mu Xiaojiu and Hua Manlou were fighting with Jing Wusheng.
To be honest, Mu Xiaojiu had also seen Jing Wusheng in the Qitao Mountain Underground Palace in Lin'an City before, but he didn't face Jing Wusheng head-on that time, so his understanding of Jing Wusheng was completely based on the description in the book when he originally read the book.
However, when Mu Xiaojiu really faced Jing Wusheng, he really felt the horror of Jing Wusheng for the first time.
To be honest, Jing Wusheng's sword was fast, indeed fast, but if this was the case alone, he couldn't put pressure on Mu Xiaojiu. Mu Xiaojiu is now based on Ling Bo Weibu, fusing the Wind God Legs, Lingao Steps, Whirlwind Leaf Sweeping Legs, Butterfly Piercing Flower Seventy-two Styles, and the One Toe Wind in the Innate Fingerless Finger Sword, which makes his speed have reached an unbelievable speed, and it shouldn't even be the speed that his realm should have. After only two short moves, Jing Wusheng found that his sword couldn't keep up with Mu Xiaojiu's speed.
But so what? Jing Wulife's sword is not just as simple as being fast.
Jing Wuming's sword, the biggest feature is weirdness, as well as precision. He could always find Mu Xiaojiu's trajectory, and then stabbed his sword one step ahead. Moreover, every sword of Jing Wuming was directly aimed at the vital point on Mu Xiaojiu's body, and it was the kind of vital point that was difficult to defend.
The most terrifying thing is that every sword shot by Jing Wuming is difficult to figure out. His sword was always off-the-beaten, stabbed at an uncertain moment and at a very odd angle.
Mu Xiaojiu dared to say that if it weren't for Hua Manlou cooperating with him, I'm afraid he would have died several times.
And now, Jing Wuming has another sword, and this sword refers to Mu Xiaojiu's thigh.
Don't think that the thigh is not a vital matter, Jing Wuming has been using a sword for many years, and he is also a natural killer, he naturally knows very well that there is a position on a person's thigh, once it is cut by the sword, it will directly make people bleed.
Mu Xiaojiu is naturally very clear about this, because he knows that there is an artery in a person's thigh. If this sword thorn is stabbed without a fatality, I am afraid that he will really have to confess here today.
However, he was not afraid at all, and still rushed towards Jing Wusheng.
Because behind him, there is also a person named Hua Manlou.
In fact, Hua Manlou is also under a lot of pressure now, really big, because Jing Wuming's shot has almost reached the realm of silence, he must concentrate and calm down, and lift all his mind to hear where Jing Wuming's long sword is.
He knew that he couldn't make a mistake, because once he made a mistake, Mu Xiaojiu would die directly on the spot. Mu Xiaojiu gave him all his trust, and he naturally couldn't live up to Mu Xiaojiu.
So in this moment of lightning, Hua Manlou made a move. I saw that he flicked his right hand, and the pi in his sleeve suddenly shot out, directly and accurately striking Jing Wusheng's sword. Jing Wusheng's sword was hit hard by this, and it slashed past Mu Xiaojiu's leg dangerously.
And Mu Xiaojiu seized this opportunity very well, and punched out, hitting Jing Wuwu's chest.
Jing Wuxuan vomited out a mouthful of blood, and his body flew out uncontrollably, after all, Mu Xiaojiu's Heavenly Jedi Annihilation Killing Punch was not so easy to resist. But at this moment, Jing Wusheng's wrist suddenly swung strangely, and the long sword cut a deep cut directly in Mu Xiaojiu's waist.
"I didn't expect that the little junior brother's kung fu was so good, it was completely beyond my expectations." Lu Chengfeng was surprised, he now felt that he was really not worthy of the title of this "senior brother", after all, his junior brother was so powerful that he could actually injure Jing Wusheng - even with the cooperation of Hua Manlou, such a record was proud enough.
But Huang Rong was worried, because she knew that Mu Xiaojiu and they wouldn't be able to last long, and soon, several of them would be injured one by one, and then they would be defeated.
On the other side, Wang Yuyan was even more ashamed, because she found that she couldn't help much. On her cousin's side, although she could see Qiu Qianren's move, it was completely useless. Qiu Qianren's iron palm was already wide open and closed, going straight to the point, even if she said Qiu Qianren's tricks, Murong Fu couldn't resist it at all.
On Mu Xiaojiu's side, Jing Wuming's shot directly made her completely unable to see through it, because Jing Wuming's sword was too fast, and the angle of the sword was too weird. In Wang Yuyan's eyes, she could only see Mu Xiaojiu's vague shadow and the sword shadow when Jing Wusheng made a move. If you can't see it clearly, then how can you tell how people will make a move?
Fortunately, at this time, a mutation suddenly occurred.
Out of nowhere, a wisp of flute suddenly resounded in this heaven and earth, the flute sound was extremely poignant, with seven points of grief and three points of infatuation, and it came to everyone's ears in this way.
At this moment, Mu Xiaojiu and Huang Rong were both overjoyed, but Qiu Qianren was shocked. Although Jing Wuming didn't have any expression, he was keenly aware that his sword was getting slower and slower.
How is this possible?
The middle-aged man who fell from the sky and was dressed as a scribe made everyone understand that nothing was impossible. As Huang Yaoshi, he naturally has the ability to influence others with the sound of the flute.
The peach blossom shadow fell and flew the sword, and the blue sea tide pressed the jade flute, talking about the heroic man who came from the wind in front of him. And the moment he fell, the sound of the flute suddenly stopped.
Because he came out of his palm.
I saw his right hand clenched in the air, and then suddenly slapped out a palm, and a condensed palm force suddenly broke through the air, rushing directly towards Jing Wuming's vest.
Jing Wuming's mind moved, and a sense of crisis arose spontaneously - from the time he started to the present, he took a step for the first time and let go of this palm power.
This palm is the Luoying Divine Sword Palm.
The first time Qiu Qianren saw this man, his face changed. After forcing Murong Fu Wuren away with all his palm, Qiu Qianren actually retreated directly to the side, not daring to continue fighting.
If they had an advantage before, now they are at a complete disadvantage. It's not because of anything else, it's just because the person who came is named Huang Yaoshi, and his strength is still one line higher than that of him Qiu Qianren.
"Daddy!" Huang Rong cried out in surprise and rushed over and hugged Huang Yaoshi.
Huang Yaoshi rubbed Huang Rong's hair dotingly, and then said with a smile: "Let you run outside again, now that you are in danger, see how I clean you up when I turn around." ”
After speaking, he looked at Mu Xiaojiu, who had retreated to Hua Manlou's side, and nodded, "Xiao Jiu, you are very good, you didn't lose my face on Peach Blossom Island." ”
Mu Xiaojiu smiled a little embarrassedly and didn't speak.
"Qiu Qianren, you are so bold!" With this sentence, Huang Yaoshi was not so pleasant, and directly opened his mouth and shouted: "Come to my Peach Blossom Island people's territory to spread wild, I haven't seen you for a few years, you have grown your ability!" ”
Qiu Qianren said with some inwardness: "Huang Laoxi! Don't think that your martial arts are one line higher than mine, you are powerful, let me tell you, I Qiu Qianren is not afraid of you! ”
Huang Yaoshi's eyes narrowed, "Okay, since that's the case, then let's do one." ”
As he spoke, Huang Yaoshi waved his hand, and he was about to start directly.
"Heh, the Huangdao Lord of Peach Blossom Island, I admit that you are very powerful, but now that there are hundreds of Iron Palm Gang members gathered here, no matter how powerful you are, how many people can you kill?"
"Really?" Suddenly a voice came from outside the door, "Hundreds of people, ha, that sounds amazing." ”
This voice is very elegant, which makes people feel that the person who speaks should be a handsome boy. But I don't know why, this sentence was said by this person intermittently, like a gossamer, as if this person was on the verge of dying.
This time, Mu Xiaojiu was completely relieved, because he knew that since this person came, he would naturally not have anything wrong.
The person who came in through the gate was dressed in white and had an extraordinary temperament, but he kept his head down from beginning to end, making it impossible to see his face clearly.
Gu Pan Bai Shou didn't know each other, and only Di Fei was shocked in the world.
The hall master of the six-and-a-half-point hall, bowed his head and Shenlong Di Fei, and stepped into this small Guiyun Village at this moment. That's right, for Di Feijing, the place of Guiyunzhuang can indeed only be described as "small". But for some reason, he came.
On this huge river and lake, there are many people who have never seen Di Fei's shocking face, but there may not be many people who have not heard of Di Feijing, the low-headed divine dragon. And almost everyone who knows Di Feijing knows that Di Feijing never looks up, because he can't raise his head.
Therefore, from the moment Di Fei stepped into Guiyun Village, Qiu Qianren directly called out Di Fei's name. Moreover, when Di Fei's name was called, Qiu Qianren's face was really about to be the same color as the ash at the bottom of the pot.
"That's right, Gang Master Qiu, when we met for the first time, I didn't expect you to give such a big gift to Zaixia, I'm really happy." Di Fei said indifferently: "Qiu Qianren, do you think that the Iron Palm Gang has formed an alliance with the Money Gang, and your Iron Palm Gang is far away in Jingxiang, so you can act unscrupulously and sit back and relax?" ”
Qiu Qianren wanted to say something more, but in the end he swallowed it back into his stomach, and only after a long time did he say: "Master Di, although my Iron Palm Gang is not a big gang, if the two of us really fight, you will have to break your muscles and bones." Do you really want to take care of this today? ”
Di Fei laughed in surprise, "Qiu Qianren, are you looking too highly at your Iron Palm Gang." If I really want to deal with your Iron Palm Gang, I don't even need to produce one in the six-and-a-half-half hall, believe it or not? Although Di Fei said this with a smile, the killing intent without the slightest pyrotechnic in his words still shocked Qiu Qianren's heart.
Do you believe this? To tell the truth, Qiu Qianren believes it, and he believes it deeply. Because he knows very well that in terms of the black history of his Iron Palm Gang, Liufenbantang really doesn't need to use a single soldier, and he can't even use the forces of the rivers and lakes, so he stabs the court directly, and his Iron Palm Gang will be finished.
Behind the six-and-a-half-minute hall, it's Cai Jing!
At this moment, Qiu Qianren once again had the intention of retreating, and this time, even the black-robed man who had been persuading Qiu Qianren to do it before kept his mouth shut. Because he also knows very well that this time it is really impossible to do. Unless he can use the strength of the Iron Palm Gang and the Money Gang, otherwise, they will not be able to do this today.
Huang Yaoshi and Di Feijing, just the appearance of these two people directly made Qiu Qianren, Jing Wuming and the black-robed man lose confidence at the same time.