() There was a moment of silence, followed by cheers.
Yang Kang's heart was filled with shock. This time he had used his best skills, but he was still thrown out with one move. No matter how unwise he knew that he had encountered a capable person, he had to swallow his breath, but he didn't
He left, turned to a servant next to him and said, "Go and ask Master Lingzhi and Master Peng to come over."
The servant said: "My young prince, my servant has already been invited."
"Yeah." Yang Kang snorted angrily, not appreciating it. He knew that these minions were the spies sent by his parents, and they would report anything to the mansion.
In the field, when Yang Tiexin saw this situation, he nodded to Mu Nianci and said, "Nian'er, go!"
Mu Nianci blushed slightly, nodded, walked to the court and saluted Zheng Xie, saying: "Master, please!"
Zheng Xie cupped his fists and said, "Girl, please go first."
Mu Nianci spread her hands, and her two lotus palms flew up and down like floating flowers and fallen leaves, leisurely but hard to catch. In the next moment, she struck Zheng Xie's left and right shoulders with both palms. Her movements were flexible and very...
nice.
Zheng Xie stretched out his right hand and flicked it in front of her body, using the basic posture of Tianchang Palm Technique, inserting it between her palms. It was like a strong wind blowing by, immediately disrupting the movement of her palms. Mu Nianci
His figure stopped suddenly, his steps were extremely nimble, and with a twist of his slender waist, he walked around to his left side and struck again.
What she used was Xiaoyaoyou Palm, a unique skill taught by Hong Qigong. This skill is very good, even better than Tianchang Palm. If you practice it to a deep level, this set of palm skills is enough to squeeze through.
First-class ranks.
However, Mu Nianci was not good at learning, and the power of this palm technique was still a bit inferior, even worse than Zheng Xie's Tianchang palm technique at the perfect level.
Zheng Xie casually stretched out his hand again, and Mu Nianci's body was carried around by his hand. He whispered: "Girl, you pretend to slap me, and I will just retreat, okay?"
Mu Nianci said: "This is a competition of real kung fu. Who wants you to give in?" She felt a little angry in her heart. She had already deployed all she had learned, and her palm skills were even more elegant.
Zheng Xie didn't move his feet, only used one hand to fight her, and said with a smile: "Why don't that girl show off her real skills and use some soft moves? Could it be that you are attracted to me and want to marry me?"
I did it on purpose, did you want me to do it on purpose?"
Mu Nianci was so embarrassed that all the moves on her hands were messed up. She blushed and said coquettishly: "Who let you do this?"
In a panic, he kicked out.
Zheng Xie grabbed her lotus feet and held them firmly in his hands. Then he took off her embroidered shoes with a wonderful technique. Then he pretended to be defeated, shouted "Oh" and took three steps back.
, cupped his hands and said, "Young girl is very skilled in martial arts, I admire you very much."
Mu Nianci's face turned red, she lowered her head and reached out to touch her white socks.
Zheng Xie said hurriedly: "Ah, I was too abrupt. I was so busy just now that I took off the girl's shoes by mistake. I will put them on for the girl right now."
"Who wants you to wear them?" Mu Nianci took the embroidered shoes over, put them on his feet, blushed and ran back to Mu Yi, whispering a few words.
"This young master..." Yang Tiexin walked over with a smile. He just opened his mouth and just halfway through his words, Yang Kang shouted loudly from the crowd: "This is the person who ruined my good deeds. Please ask Master Lingzhi and Mr. Peng
Take action."
When Zheng Xie and Mu Nianci took action, several more people squeezed in from the crowd. One of them was wearing a saffron lama cassock and a pointed Buddhist hat on his head; the other was a middle-aged man with a rough appearance.
, holding a pair of iron iron judge's pens in his hands, and at first glance, he could feel a sinister aura, which made the crowd of onlookers stay away from him.
These two people are Yang Kang's foreign aids, Master Lingzhi and Thousand-Hand Man Tu Peng Lianhu.
Peng Lianhu said: "There is no need for a master to deal with this kid. Lao Peng alone is enough."
After saying that, he walked carelessly to the field.
Zheng Xie said: "Your Excellency, you are the leader of Peng Lianhu Peng Village, nicknamed Thousand-Hand Rentu?"
Peng Lianhu said: "Yes, since I have heard of your grandfather's name, why not quickly cut off his hands and apologize to the young prince?"
Zheng Xie said: "Zheng is very curious. With the eyesight and character of the village leader, how can he still be alive and well today? Zheng has heard of the art of amputating hands.
I don’t know how to do this, so why don’t you show me the lead actor Peng Zhai.”
Yang Kang shouted: "Master Peng, be careful, that kid's skills are not weak."
Master Lingzhi joined the tithe and said: "Don't worry, little prince. Master Peng's reputation as a great leader is not in vain. What's more, with me here, you can rest assured." The previous sentence
It is to set off the second half of the sentence, which is the key point.
In the field, Peng Lianhu heard Zheng She's words and became extremely angry. He shouted softly and asked for death, and stabbed him with two thorns.
Peng Lianhu struck out quickly and harshly, a white light flashed from his double thorns and he pierced Zheng Xie's ears. Zheng Xie seemed to be in a daze and was about to splatter blood at the sight of a living person. The crowd couldn't help but scream.
At this moment, Peng Lianhu spun around in a circle and rushed towards Zheng She from behind. Everyone was surprised.
Zheng Xie's attack was so fast that no one noticed it. He had already turned Peng Lianhu around half a circle, then raised his foot and kicked him on the butt.
Peng Lianhu suddenly turned into a cannonball and flew towards Yang Kang.
Master Lingzhi suddenly stood in front of Yang Kang, stretched out his hand to support and release Peng Lianhu, and then put Peng Lianhu on the ground, saying: "Master Peng, be careful!"
"This kid's kung fu is very strange and difficult to deal with." Peng Lianhu looked a little confused and cursed in a low voice.
Yang Kang said hurriedly: "Please ask the Master and Mr. Peng to take action together to capture this kid."
Master Lingzhi had already realized that this man was very powerful when he had just supported him. Now when he heard Yang Kang speak, he responded along the way and said: "Okay, let me come and meet him."
At that moment, Master Lingzhi and Peng Lianhu jumped out together.
"Slow down!"
Everyone suddenly saw a flash of gray shadow, and a Taoist priest holding a whisk appeared between Zheng She and the two people. He flicked the whisk and saluted: "Master Peng Zhai and Master Lingzhi are famous far and wide.
, the heroes are shocked, and their prestige spreads far and wide. When I saw you today, I was greatly disappointed. The two of you not only bullied the small with the big, but also bullied the small with the more. Aren't you afraid of the ridicule of people in the world?"
When Peng Lianhu saw him showing off his exquisite Qinggong skills, he didn't dare to take a peek and said, "You haven't asked the Taoist priest for his name?"
The Taoist priest did not answer, but stretched out his left foot and took a step forward. Then he stepped back and saw a deep mark left in the ground, almost a foot deep. Everyone looked at each other in shock.
Peng Lianhu's face changed, and he said in a solemn voice: "The Taoist Master is the real person from Yuyang who is known as the Iron-footed Immortal."
The Taoist said: "I don't dare to take it seriously. I am the king of the Quanzhen Sect."
Wang Chuyi is second only to Qiu Chuji in martial arts among the Quanzhen Seven Sons, and he is also very famous in the world.
Peng Lianhu immediately said: "It turns out that Wang Daochang Fajia, one of the Seven Sons of Quanzhen, came here and was rude. Since the real person stood up for this kid, I naturally have to give you a face." He had lost cleanly before, and Peng Lianhu suffered a big loss, and some
He was timid and unwilling to continue fighting with Zheng She. Since a Taoist priest from the Quanzhen Sect came forward, he simply went along with the situation and sold his favor.
Yang Kang couldn't help but shrink back. The person he least wanted to bump into was a Quanzhen Taoist.
"Little prince, why are you so panicked?" A hand held Yang Kang from behind, but it was the Ghost Sect Dragon King Sha Tongtian and his junior brother Hou Tonghai who came.
This time, four of the five great dragons came, and only Liang Ziwen was still guarding his big snake in the palace.
As soon as these two people arrived, Yang Kang breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn't want to run into a Quanzhen Taoist priest now, so he said, "Nothing, let's go back."
"Wait a minute, what's your name and who is your master?" Wang Chuyi suddenly stopped Yang Kang and asked loudly.
