Chapter 341
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"Dragon catcher?" Murong Fu was absorbed by song Qingshu and looked at Song Qingshu in horror. It's not too shocking to see him suck Zhao Min in this way just now. Now it's incredible to experience that he wants to suck himself up as a first-class expert every other time. I didn't expect that there was Qiao Feng in the world, and there were other people practicing dragon catching skills.
This is a misunderstanding of Murong Fu. Song Qingshu is just based on the water absorption of Qinglong in the eighteen dragon subduing palms. In addition, he often practices Lijian. Practice makes perfect, so he has no teacher to teach himself, which is no less than catching the dragon.
Song Qingshu didn't know that Murong Fu had turned around so many ideas in his mind. Just now he saw Ping Yizhi's force, which was really unexpected, so he didn't dare to be careless.
"Eighteen dragon subduing palms?" Ping Yizhi's eyes were frozen, and his whole body was shaking. He used the same move to welcome him.
"How could it be?" Song Qingshu was also shocked. In the blink of an eye, they made more than ten moves. Each time they leveled one finger, they attacked with the same move, and the power seemed to be a little bit higher.
Fortunately, song Qingshu's martial arts cultivation is higher than that of the other party. He is shocked and in a hurry, but he doesn't get any advantage from Ping Yizhi. After they separated, song Qingshu looked at Ping with fear and said, "what is your internal skill?"
After the initial shock, song Qingshu calmed down and realized that although the opponent's moves were similar, the method of luck and power was quite different from the genuine martial arts.
After so many moves, song Qingshu gradually found that although pingyizhi used different moves, there was a trace of regularity. The way of luck between moves came down in one continuous line. Song Qingshu speculated that he used the same internal skill to urge all kinds of moves, so as to achieve the so-called effect of "using the other way to return the other".
"I underestimate you. I didn't expect you to see the clue in such a short time." Ping Yizhi was startled in his heart, "Hey, hey, but what can you do if you see it? Can you recognize this magic skill?"
It's OK to be someone else, but song Qingshu was so familiar with Jin Yong '.
In his mind, he filtered all kinds of famous martial arts and thought of a skill. Song Qingshu's heart suddenly brightened. However, he soon fell into doubt and had to ask, "are you from the Xiaoyao sect?"
"Why? Do you even know the Xiaoyao school? " Ping Yizhi looks at him suspiciously. He doesn't expect that song Qingshu is young and knows the secret of Wulin.
"What does Li Qiushui have to do with you?" Song Qingshu thinks about it again. Among the three elders of the Xiaoyao sect, wuyazi is the best at the "northern Ming divine skill", Tianshan TongLao is good at the "eight wasteland Six Harmonies self respecting skill", or Lao Shizi's "not old Changchun skill", and Li Qiushui is good at the "little wuxianggong".
It's not surprising that Li Qiushui loves to protect his face. For example, jiumozhi, the king of the Ming Dynasty, and song Qingshu wanted to ask him many times whether he got his little wuxianggong from Li Qiushui. However, they were worried that he would turn over his face when he touched the bitter memories of his youth, so they didn't want to ask him.
Of course, all these are just the bad intentions of song Qingshu, and Jiu Mozhi's "little wuxianggong" may be taken from the blessed land of langhuan of the king's family in Gusu.
"You know that?" Ping Yizhi is very frightened. He thinks that song Qingshu already knows about it, and no longer conceals it. "Although the taste of the old woman is good, but the man is not willing to be insulted by the woman. When I ran away, I took her" little wuxianggong "as whoring money. Since then, they have no debt."
Looking at Pingyi's short, fat finger and two disgusting moustaches, song Qingshu is full of heartache: it's said that Li Qiushui liked to find young and handsome teenagers to play with. Looking at Pingyi's honor today, he must not be handsome when he was young. Li Qiushui's aesthetic outlook is really a bit worrying.
"Well, Mr. Murong has to call me to be my grandfather. Ha ha ha." Ping Yizhi burst out laughing, obviously thought of a very happy thing.
"Son of a bitch!" Murong Fu doesn't know the relationship between Li Qiushui and Wang Yuyan. He is in a fog, but when he hears Ping Yizhi's words, he is still furious and wants to rush up, but he is stopped by song Qingshu.
Now Ping Yi's strength is unknown. Song Qingshu is worried that he will lose his life in vain. After all, he is also helping out for his own affairs. In case something happens, he can feel sorry.
"Little wuxianggong has no form and no trace. As long as you know other martial arts moves, you can imitate other people's unique skills and even surpass the original version. There is a certain understanding with the changes of Murong aristocratic family." Song Qingshu quickly explained the characteristics of little wuxianggong. Ping Yi's face was cloudy and sunny, and Murong Fu was thoughtful, "doctor Ping, I'd like to see if you can imitate my palm technique? "
As soon as the words came to an end, one palm of his hand wandered and printed on him.
Pingyi's move is obviously the 18 dragon subduing palms, but in a flash it seems to be the fragrance of Emei and the shadow of Wudang soft palms. Looking at his subsequent changes, it seems to be mixed with Kongtong qishang fist and Songshan great Songyang fist. It's just disgusting to see it. Pingyi can't imitate his move and hastily raise his palms to meet each other, But song Qingshu's palm gently turned, pressed to the shoulder.
"Why?" Song Qingshu's palm didn't spit out. Suddenly, he felt a sharp and pitiful wind coming from the air. He quickly flashed away and stepped back.
"One Yang finger of Duan family in Dali!" Murong Fu saw it clearly and exclaimed.
Ping Yizhi takes the opportunity to distance himself from Song Qingshu and looks at each other with vigilance. His shoulder is just touched by the wind of his palm, which is already numb. Fortunately, he is forced away by Yiyang finger force, otherwise his shoulder would have been broken.
"Are you finally willing to use your housekeeping skills?" Song Qingshu smiles a little. With his eyesight, he naturally knows that Pingyi finger's attainments in Yiyang finger are much better than his imitation of other people's moves with xiaowuxianggong. "It's just that you have learned how to practice Dali Duan style, which is really strange, strange..."
"What's so strange about huiyiyang finger? Pingyizhi, pingyizhi, my name is not for nothing." Ping Yizhi looked at him with a smile, but his heart had already sprouted a sense of retreat.
"Since you are conceited of your excellent fingering skills, you have just given yourself a flat name. What was your previous name?" Zhao Min was quick witted and soon realized the flaw in his words.
Ping Yizhi breathed. Unexpectedly, there was a flaw in his speech. He said quietly, "little girl, instead of caring about my name, you should care about the poison on yourself. You'd better persuade your lover to help me kill Murong Fu. I will detoxify you naturally. "
"Catching you will naturally force you to hand over the antidote." Song Qingshu snorted coldly, and his figure flashed, then he attacked Ping Yizhi.
Ping Yizhi didn't expect that his body method was so fast. He was so shocked that he used what he had learned in his life one by one. I saw the field finger force vertical and horizontal, smoke everywhere, two people you come and I have to dismantle dozens of moves.
Song Qingshu was about to catch up with him, but he was shocked by the scene.
It turns out that Ping Yizhi was hit by song Qingshu and suffered serious internal injuries. He could no longer maintain his original shape. His whole body crackled. The short and fat famous doctor turned into a tall and thin middle-aged man.
"Murong Jingyue?" Seeing clearly the man's appearance, song Qingshu was stunned. How could it be him? However, it is clear why Ping wanted to kill Murong Fu with his own hand.
All of a sudden, a white skirt of ice and snow rushed out from the ambush of the woods, and a long whip wrapped around Ping Yizhi.
Ping Yizhi is seriously injured. In the twinkling of an eye, he is dwarfed by Xuexue er's fierce attack. However, his martial arts cultivation is still there. Xuexue Er is worried about the power of his Yiyang finger, and can't help him for a moment.
Worried that something might happen to Xuexue Er, song Qingshu rushed to help her. Unexpectedly, when she was in mid air, she heard a sharp sound coming from her side. She quickly shrunk and turned over in mid air to avoid the attack.
As soon as it landed, the sharp weapon that had just passed circled back. Song Qingshu didn't know the truth and didn't dare to connect it. On one side of his body, he dodged. Finally, seeing the attacker clearly, he could not help but be surprised and angry: "king of the Golden Wheel!"
"Princess, I hope you can forgive me for the delay in rescuing me." As soon as the sound of xuanming's two old sayings fell, he rushed to Zhao Min while song Qingshu was dragged by the king of Jinlun.
Murong Fu was surprised and quickly raised his sword to meet him. However, the two old men of xuanming were the best at fighting together. One of them held his sword with a deer head staff, and the other raised his hand to attack.
Murong Fu quickly met him with a palm. He felt the cold and entered along his arm. Before he had time to react, the other hand of Lu Zhangke quietly reached out from his arms and hit him in the abdomen. The crane's beak pen also came out and swept his ribs.
After all, Murong Fu was once as famous as Qiao Feng. Although the incident happened suddenly, he fell into a dangerous situation at once, but he hastened to use the mental skill of changing the stars, so that the two men's strength to fight against each other offset each other. Taking advantage of the two men's efforts, he quickly retreated to several feet away with the help of the anti shock force, and his clothes were already soaked in cold sweat.
Two old men of xuanming looked at their palms doubtfully and called in unison:
"Do that for another?"
"The stars have changed?"
Murong Fu saw the scene and found that the two eccentric old men were not rivals. The big monk with the wheel didn't seem to be under song Qingshu. With many experts of the sun moon cult, his mind soon began to go away. However, it was not kind of him to think that song Qingshu had just given him the secret script of his miraculous skill and left. He couldn't help but advance and retreat for a moment.
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"Dragon catcher?" Murong Fu was absorbed by song Qingshu and looked at Song Qingshu in horror. It's not too shocking to see him suck Zhao Min in this way just now. Now it's incredible to experience that he wants to suck himself up as a first-class expert every other time. I didn't expect that there was Qiao Feng in the world, and there were other people practicing dragon catching skills.
This is a misunderstanding of Murong Fu. Song Qingshu is just based on the water absorption of Qinglong in the eighteen dragon subduing palms. In addition, he often practices Lijian. Practice makes perfect, so he has no teacher to teach himself, which is no less than catching the dragon.
Song Qingshu didn't know that Murong Fu had turned around so many ideas in his mind. Just now he saw Ping Yizhi's force, which was really unexpected, so he didn't dare to be careless.
"Eighteen dragon subduing palms?" Ping Yizhi's eyes were frozen, and his whole body was shaking. He used the same move to welcome him.
"How could it be?" Song Qingshu was also shocked. In the blink of an eye, they made more than ten moves. Each time they leveled one finger, they attacked with the same move, and the power seemed to be a little bit higher.
Fortunately, song Qingshu's martial arts cultivation is higher than that of the other party. He is shocked and in a hurry, but he doesn't get any advantage from Ping Yizhi. After they separated, song Qingshu looked at Ping with fear and said, "what is your internal skill?"
After the initial shock, song Qingshu calmed down and realized that although the opponent's moves were similar, the method of luck and power was quite different from the genuine martial arts.
After so many moves, song Qingshu gradually found that although pingyizhi used different moves, there was a trace of regularity. The way of luck between moves came down in one continuous line. Song Qingshu speculated that he used the same internal skill to urge all kinds of moves, so as to achieve the so-called effect of "using the other way to return the other".
"I underestimate you. I didn't expect you to see the clue in such a short time." Ping Yizhi was startled in his heart, "Hey, hey, but what can you do if you see it? Can you recognize this magic skill?"
It's OK to be someone else, but song Qingshu was so familiar with Jin Yong '.
In his mind, he filtered all kinds of famous martial arts and thought of a skill. Song Qingshu's heart suddenly brightened. However, he soon fell into doubt and had to ask, "are you from the Xiaoyao sect?"
"Why? Do you even know the Xiaoyao school? " Ping Yizhi looks at him suspiciously. He doesn't expect that song Qingshu is young and knows the secret of Wulin.
"What does Li Qiushui have to do with you?" Song Qingshu thinks about it again. Among the three elders of the Xiaoyao sect, wuyazi is the best at the "northern Ming divine skill", Tianshan TongLao is good at the "eight wasteland Six Harmonies self respecting skill", or Lao Shizi's "not old Changchun skill", and Li Qiushui is good at the "little wuxianggong".
It's not surprising that Li Qiushui loves to protect his face. For example, jiumozhi, the king of the Ming Dynasty, and song Qingshu wanted to ask him many times whether he got his little wuxianggong from Li Qiushui. However, they were worried that he would turn over his face when he touched the bitter memories of his youth, so they didn't want to ask him.
Of course, all these are just the bad intentions of song Qingshu, and Jiu Mozhi's "little wuxianggong" may be taken from the blessed land of langhuan of the king's family in Gusu.
"You know that?" Ping Yizhi is very frightened. He thinks that song Qingshu already knows about it, and no longer conceals it. "Although the taste of the old woman is good, but the man is not willing to be insulted by the woman. When I ran away, I took her" little wuxianggong "as whoring money. Since then, they have no debt."
Looking at Pingyi's short, fat finger and two disgusting moustaches, song Qingshu is full of heartache: it's said that Li Qiushui liked to find young and handsome teenagers to play with. Looking at Pingyi's honor today, he must not be handsome when he was young. Li Qiushui's aesthetic outlook is really a bit worrying.
"Well, Mr. Murong has to call me to be my grandfather. Ha ha ha." Ping Yizhi burst out laughing, obviously thought of a very happy thing.
"Son of a bitch!" Murong Fu doesn't know the relationship between Li Qiushui and Wang Yuyan. He is in a fog, but when he hears Ping Yizhi's words, he is still furious and wants to rush up, but he is stopped by song Qingshu.
Now Ping Yi's strength is unknown. Song Qingshu is worried that he will lose his life in vain. After all, he is also helping out for his own affairs. In case something happens, he can feel sorry.
"Little wuxianggong has no form and no trace. As long as you know other martial arts moves, you can imitate other people's unique skills and even surpass the original version. There is a certain understanding with the changes of Murong aristocratic family." Song Qingshu quickly explained the characteristics of little wuxianggong. Ping Yi's face was cloudy and sunny, and Murong Fu was thoughtful, "doctor Ping, I'd like to see if you can imitate my palm technique? "
As soon as the words came to an end, one palm of his hand wandered and printed on him.
Pingyi's move is obviously the 18 dragon subduing palms, but in a flash it seems to be the fragrance of Emei and the shadow of Wudang soft palms. Looking at his subsequent changes, it seems to be mixed with Kongtong qishang fist and Songshan great Songyang fist. It's just disgusting to see it. Pingyi can't imitate his move and hastily raise his palms to meet each other, But song Qingshu's palm gently turned, pressed to the shoulder.
"Why?" Song Qingshu's palm didn't spit out. Suddenly, he felt a sharp and pitiful wind coming from the air. He quickly flashed away and stepped back.
"One Yang finger of Duan family in Dali!" Murong Fu saw it clearly and exclaimed.
Ping Yizhi takes the opportunity to distance himself from Song Qingshu and looks at each other with vigilance. His shoulder is just touched by the wind of his palm, which is already numb. Fortunately, he is forced away by Yiyang finger force, otherwise his shoulder would have been broken.
"Are you finally willing to use your housekeeping skills?" Song Qingshu smiles a little. With his eyesight, he naturally knows that Pingyi finger's attainments in Yiyang finger are much better than his imitation of other people's moves with xiaowuxianggong. "It's just that you have learned how to practice Dali Duan style, which is really strange, strange..."
"What's so strange about huiyiyang finger? Pingyizhi, pingyizhi, my name is not for nothing." Ping Yizhi looked at him with a smile, but his heart had already sprouted a sense of retreat.
"Since you are conceited of your excellent fingering skills, you have just given yourself a flat name. What was your previous name?" Zhao Min was quick witted and soon realized the flaw in his words.
Ping Yizhi breathed. Unexpectedly, there was a flaw in his speech. He said quietly, "little girl, instead of caring about my name, you should care about the poison on yourself. You'd better persuade your lover to help me kill Murong Fu. I will detoxify you naturally. "
"Catching you will naturally force you to hand over the antidote." Song Qingshu snorted coldly, and his figure flashed, then he attacked Ping Yizhi.
Ping Yizhi didn't expect that his body method was so fast. He was so shocked that he used what he had learned in his life one by one. I saw the field finger force vertical and horizontal, smoke everywhere, two people you come and I have to dismantle dozens of moves.
Song Qingshu was about to catch up with him, but he was shocked by the scene.
It turns out that Ping Yizhi was hit by song Qingshu and suffered serious internal injuries. He could no longer maintain his original shape. His whole body crackled. The short and fat famous doctor turned into a tall and thin middle-aged man.
"Murong Jingyue?" Seeing clearly the man's appearance, song Qingshu was stunned. How could it be him? However, it is clear why Ping wanted to kill Murong Fu with his own hand.
All of a sudden, a white skirt of ice and snow rushed out from the ambush of the woods, and a long whip wrapped around Ping Yizhi.
Ping Yizhi is seriously injured. In the twinkling of an eye, he is dwarfed by Xuexue er's fierce attack. However, his martial arts cultivation is still there. Xuexue Er is worried about the power of his Yiyang finger, and can't help him for a moment.
Worried that something might happen to Xuexue Er, song Qingshu rushed to help her. Unexpectedly, when she was in mid air, she heard a sharp sound coming from her side. She quickly shrunk and turned over in mid air to avoid the attack.
As soon as it landed, the sharp weapon that had just passed circled back. Song Qingshu didn't know the truth and didn't dare to connect it. On one side of his body, he dodged. Finally, seeing the attacker clearly, he could not help but be surprised and angry: "king of the Golden Wheel!"
"Princess, I hope you can forgive me for the delay in rescuing me." As soon as the sound of xuanming's two old sayings fell, he rushed to Zhao Min while song Qingshu was dragged by the king of Jinlun.
Murong Fu was surprised and quickly raised his sword to meet him. However, the two old men of xuanming were the best at fighting together. One of them held his sword with a deer head staff, and the other raised his hand to attack.
Murong Fu quickly met him with a palm. He felt the cold and entered along his arm. Before he had time to react, the other hand of Lu Zhangke quietly reached out from his arms and hit him in the abdomen. The crane's beak pen also came out and swept his ribs.
After all, Murong Fu was once as famous as Qiao Feng. Although the incident happened suddenly, he fell into a dangerous situation at once, but he hastened to use the mental skill of changing the stars, so that the two men's strength to fight against each other offset each other. Taking advantage of the two men's efforts, he quickly retreated to several feet away with the help of the anti shock force, and his clothes were already soaked in cold sweat.
Two old men of xuanming looked at their palms doubtfully and called in unison:
"Do that for another?"
"The stars have changed?"
Murong Fu saw the scene and found that the two eccentric old men were not rivals. The big monk with the wheel didn't seem to be under song Qingshu. With many experts of the sun moon cult, his mind soon began to go away. However, it was not kind of him to think that song Qingshu had just given him the secret script of his miraculous skill and left. He couldn't help but advance and retreat for a moment.
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"Dragon catcher?" Murong Fu was absorbed by song Qingshu and looked at Song Qingshu in horror. It's not too shocking to see him suck Zhao Min in this way just now. Now it's incredible to experience that he wants to suck himself up as a first-class expert every other time. I didn't expect that there was Qiao Feng in the world, and there were other people practicing dragon catching skills.This is a misunderstanding of Murong Fu. Song Qingshu is just based on the water absorption of Qinglong in the eighteen dragon subduing palms. In addition, he often practices Lijian. Practice makes perfect, so he has no teacher to teach himself, which is no less than catching the dragon.Song Qingshu didn't know that Murong Fu had turned around so many ideas in his mind. Just now he saw Ping Yizhi's force, which was really unexpected, so he didn't dare to be careless."Eighteen dragon subduing palms?" Ping Yizhi's eyes were frozen, and his whole body was shaking. He used the same move to welcome him."How could it be?" Song Qingshu was also shocked. In the blink of an eye, they made more than ten moves. Each time they leveled one finger, they attacked with the same move, and the power seemed to be a little bit higher.Fortunately, song Qingshu's martial arts cultivation is higher than that of the other party. He is shocked and in a hurry, but he doesn't get any advantage from Ping Yizhi. After they separated, song Qingshu looked at Ping with fear and said, "what is your internal skill?"After the initial shock, song Qingshu calmed down and realized that although the opponent's moves were similar, the method of luck and power was quite different from the genuine martial arts.After so many moves, song Qingshu gradually found that although pingyizhi used different moves, there was a trace of regularity. The way of luck between moves came down in one continuous line. Song Qingshu speculated that he used the same internal skill to urge all kinds of moves, so as to achieve the so-called effect of "using the other way to return the other"."I underestimate you. I didn't expect you to see the clue in such a short time." Ping Yizhi was startled in his heart, "Hey, hey, but what can you do if you see it? Can you recognize this magic skill?"It's OK to be someone else, but song Qingshu was so familiar with Jin Yong '.In his mind, he filtered all kinds of famous martial arts and thought of a skill. Song Qingshu's heart suddenly brightened. However, he soon fell into doubt and had to ask, "are you from the Xiaoyao sect?""Why? Do you even know the Xiaoyao school? " Ping Yizhi looks at him suspiciously. He doesn't expect that song Qingshu is young and knows the secret of Wulin."What does Li Qiushui have to do with you?" Song Qingshu thinks about it again. Among the three elders of the Xiaoyao sect, wuyazi is the best at the "northern Ming divine skill", Tianshan TongLao is good at the "eight wasteland Six Harmonies self respecting skill", or Lao Shizi's "not old Changchun skill", and Li Qiushui is good at the "little wuxianggong".It's not surprising that Li Qiushui loves to protect his face. For example, jiumozhi, the king of the Ming Dynasty, and song Qingshu wanted to ask him many times whether he got his little wuxianggong from Li Qiushui. However, they were worried that he would turn over his face when he touched the bitter memories of his youth, so they didn't want to ask him.Of course, all these are just the bad intentions of song Qingshu, and Jiu Mozhi's "little wuxianggong" may be taken from the blessed land of langhuan of the king's family in Gusu."You know that?" Ping Yizhi is very frightened. He thinks that song Qingshu already knows about it, and no longer conceals it. "Although the taste of the old woman is good, but the man is not willing to be insulted by the woman. When I ran away, I took her" little wuxianggong "as whoring money. Since then, they have no debt."Looking at Pingyi's short, fat finger and two disgusting moustaches, song Qingshu is full of heartache: it's said that Li Qiushui liked to find young and handsome teenagers to play with. Looking at Pingyi's honor today, he must not be handsome when he was young. Li Qiushui's aesthetic outlook is really a bit worrying."Well, Mr. Murong has to call me to be my grandfather. Ha ha ha." Ping Yizhi burst out laughing, obviously thought of a very happy thing."Son of a bitch!" Murong Fu doesn't know the relationship between Li Qiushui and Wang Yuyan. He is in a fog, but when he hears Ping Yizhi's words, he is still furious and wants to rush up, but he is stopped by song Qingshu.Now Ping Yi's strength is unknown. Song Qingshu is worried that he will lose his life in vain. After all, he is also helping out for his own affairs. In case something happens, he can feel sorry."Little wuxianggong has no form and no trace. As long as you know other martial arts moves, you can imitate other people's unique skills and even surpass the original version. There is a certain understanding with the changes of Murong aristocratic family." Song Qingshu quickly explained the characteristics of little wuxianggong. Ping Yi's face was cloudy and sunny, and Murong Fu was thoughtful, "doctor Ping, I'd like to see if you can imitate my palm technique? "As soon as the words came to an end, one palm of his hand wandered and printed on him.Pingyi's move is obviously the 18 dragon subduing palms, but in a flash it seems to be the fragrance of Emei and the shadow of Wudang soft palms. Looking at his subsequent changes, it seems to be mixed with Kongtong qishang fist and Songshan great Songyang fist. It's just disgusting to see it. Pingyi can't imitate his move and hastily raise his palms to meet each other, But song Qingshu's palm gently turned, pressed to the shoulder."Why?" Song Qingshu's palm didn't spit out. Suddenly, he felt a sharp and pitiful wind coming from the air. He quickly flashed away and stepped back."One Yang finger of Duan family in Dali!" Murong Fu saw it clearly and exclaimed.Ping Yizhi takes the opportunity to distance himself from Song Qingshu and looks at each other with vigilance. His shoulder is just touched by the wind of his palm, which is already numb. Fortunately, he is forced away by Yiyang finger force, otherwise his shoulder would have been broken."Are you finally willing to use your housekeeping skills?" Song Qingshu smiles a little. With his eyesight, he naturally knows that Pingyi finger's attainments in Yiyang finger are much better than his imitation of other people's moves with xiaowuxianggong. "It's just that you have learned how to practice Dali Duan style, which is really strange, strange...""What's so strange about huiyiyang finger? Pingyizhi, pingyizhi, my name is not for nothing." Ping Yizhi looked at him with a smile, but his heart had already sprouted a sense of retreat."Since you are conceited of your excellent fingering skills, you have just given yourself a flat name. What was your previous name?" Zhao Min was quick witted and soon realized the flaw in his words.Ping Yizhi breathed. Unexpectedly, there was a flaw in his speech. He said quietly, "little girl, instead of caring about my name, you should care about the poison on yourself. You'd better persuade your lover to help me kill Murong Fu. I will detoxify you naturally. ""Catching you will naturally force you to hand over the antidote." Song Qingshu snorted coldly, and his figure flashed, then he attacked Ping Yizhi.Ping Yizhi didn't expect that his body method was so fast. He was so shocked that he used what he had learned in his life one by one. I saw the field finger force vertical and horizontal, smoke everywhere, two people you come and I have to dismantle dozens of moves.Song Qingshu was about to catch up with him, but he was shocked by the scene.It turns out that Ping Yizhi was hit by song Qingshu and suffered serious internal injuries. He could no longer maintain his original shape. His whole body crackled. The short and fat famous doctor turned into a tall and thin middle-aged man."Murong Jingyue?" Seeing clearly the man's appearance, song Qingshu was stunned. How could it be him? However, it is clear why Ping wanted to kill Murong Fu with his own hand.All of a sudden, a white skirt of ice and snow rushed out from the ambush of the woods, and a long whip wrapped around Ping Yizhi.Ping Yizhi is seriously injured. In the twinkling of an eye, he is dwarfed by Xuexue er's fierce attack. However, his martial arts cultivation is still there. Xuexue Er is worried about the power of his Yiyang finger, and can't help him for a moment.Worried that something might happen to Xuexue Er, song Qingshu rushed to help her. Unexpectedly, when she was in mid air, she heard a sharp sound coming from her side. She quickly shrunk and turned over in mid air to avoid the attack.As soon as it landed, the sharp weapon that had just passed circled back. Song Qingshu didn't know the truth and didn't dare to connect it. On one side of his body, he dodged. Finally, seeing the attacker clearly, he could not help but be surprised and angry: "king of the Golden Wheel!""Princess, I hope you can forgive me for the delay in rescuing me." As soon as the sound of xuanming's two old sayings fell, he rushed to Zhao Min while song Qingshu was dragged by the king of Jinlun.Murong Fu was surprised and quickly raised his sword to meet him. However, the two old men of xuanming were the best at fighting together. One of them held his sword with a deer head staff, and the other raised his hand to attack.Murong Fu quickly met him with a palm. He felt the cold and entered along his arm. Before he had time to react, the other hand of Lu Zhangke quietly reached out from his arms and hit him in the abdomen. The crane's beak pen also came out and swept his ribs.After all, Murong Fu was once as famous as Qiao Feng. Although the incident happened suddenly, he fell into a dangerous situation at once, but he hastened to use the mental skill of changing the stars, so that the two men's strength to fight against each other offset each other. Taking advantage of the two men's efforts, he quickly retreated to several feet away with the help of the anti shock force, and his clothes were already soaked in cold sweat.Two old men of xuanming looked at their palms doubtfully and called in unison:"Do that for another?""The stars have changed?"Murong Fu saw the scene and found that the two eccentric old men were not rivals. The big monk with the wheel didn't seem to be under song Qingshu. With many experts of the sun moon cult, his mind soon began to go away. However, it was not kind of him to think that song Qingshu had just given him the secret script of his miraculous skill and left. He couldn't help but advance and retreat for a moment.Group: 337294925
