After seeing that Xu Ziyi kept his promise and returned the Secret of Immortality to them, Kou Zhong quickly took it into his arms.
But at this moment, the big boat suddenly slowed down. When they heard the faint sound of hoofbeats coming from the shore, Fu Junma and the other three couldn't help but change their expressions at the same time.
A powerful voice came from the river bank on the right and said: "I don't know if it is the master of the Song Dynasty who is in charge of the fleet. Please stop the boat and let Yu Wenhuaji board the boat to say hello."
Fu Junma and Shuanglong looked at me in the cabin, but they never expected that Yu Wenhuaji would catch up so quickly.
Now Fu Junma was seriously injured and unable to resist the pursuers. Thinking of this, the two dragons couldn't help but feel anxious.
But at this moment, the four giant ships moved closer to the left bank, obviously fearing that Yu Wenhuaji would fly off the ship, or be attacked from afar with arrows.
"Yu Wenji!"
When he heard someone on the other side announcing his identity, Xu Ziyi seemed to be interested.
"Don't panic, you can leave this person to me, Mr. Song!"
Noticing the strange expressions on the faces of Fu Junma and the other three people at the side, Song Lu in the cabin stood up and said, and then saw him leaving the cabin and coming to the deck.
Looking at Yu Wenji on the other side, Song Lu cupped his hands and said with a smile: "Master Yu Wen, you are well. Song Lu is polite."
Yu Wenhuaji rode his horse to chase the boat along the coast, and responded with a smile: "It turns out it's Brother Song with a silver beard and a silver dragon crutch. Then things will be easier to handle. Please bring the fleet to the shore first."
Only brothers can tell you the details."
Song Lu laughed and said, "Brother Yuwen is too flattering to the younger brother. Put yourself in Master Yuwen's shoes and become the younger brother. Suddenly, he saw the masters from the capital swarming in late at night and chased him. They stopped along the river, and the younger brother's boat was filled with goods. For safety reasons, how could
We should first ask Master Yuwen clearly about his purpose of coming!"
Yu Wenhua and the city were very deep and did not get angry. He said happily: "This is easy. I have a sacred order to hunt down three imperial prisoners. It is said that the Fourth Young Master once settled the bill for this group of imperial prisoners at Danyang Restaurant. Later, it was changed."
I wonder if the invitation to take a boat ride is really true?"
Song Lu replied without even thinking: "Of course someone made this up out of thin air. Please go back and inform the Lord, Lord Yuwen, that if I, Song Lu, see these imperial prisoners, I will definitely capture Gui Yu and escort them to the capital. It's night! Someone from Song is going to
Returned to the cabin and went to sleep."
Zhong and Xu Ziling did not expect that Song Lu was so loyal and made it clear that he was unwilling to surrender without hesitation. When they heard that he did not even ask whether the prisoner was a man or a woman, they invited Yu Wenhuaji back to Beijing, and they knew that he would not sell out.
.
Such a person truly deserves to be called a heroic man.
Thinking of this, Kou and Xu glanced at Xu Ziyi inadvertently, but at this time, the opposite side of them had already become empty.
"Yu Wenhuaji, I have heard of Yuwen Clan Bing Xuanjin's name. I wonder if I can give you some advice today?"
At this time, another ethereal sound came from the boat, and then a person was seen rising from the boat like a big bird. Facing the river seven or eight feet away, this person could walk dozens of steps in the air without using any foreign objects.
Long.
Such a scene made the two dragons who also walked to the deck widen their eyes. Fu Junma, who was supported by the two men, couldn't help being surprised when she saw this scene.
You must know that her Qinggong attainments are also extremely high, otherwise how could she still get away with it after failing to assassinate Yang Guang!
It's just that all Qinggong movements, no matter how good they are, need to be borrowed in the middle, but this person can walk in the air without borrowing anything, which is incredible to her!
"Brother Xu's Qinggong and body skills are truly amazing!"
Song Shidao, who followed closely onto the bow of the ship, saw this scene and couldn't help but sincerely praise it.
When Ssangyong heard this, he rarely spoke sarcastically.
For Xu Ziyi, the distance of seven to eight feet was just an extra breath. When he slowly landed on the river bank on the right, Yu Wenhuaji, who was on horseback, had solemn eyes.
"I don't know what to call my friends?"
The scene of Xu Ziyi walking in the air without borrowing any foreign objects just now made Yu Wenhuaji feel scared, especially the Xu Ziyi in front of him obviously looked very young, only in his early twenties.
Seeing this, Yu Wenhuaji inevitably guessed the origin of Xu Ziyi.
Xu Ziyi said: "Yu Wenji, you don't need to get close to me. I'm just looking for you today on a whim. I don't know who is better, your Yuwen Clan's Bing Xuan Jin or my Nine Yang Divine Art!"
Nine Yang Magic?
Hearing this, Yu Wenhuaji was confused.
Yuwen clan is one of the four great clan clans in the world, so he knows all about martial arts in the world. However, he has never heard of the name of Nine Yang Magic!
"dismount!"
Seeing Yu Wenhuaji still sitting on the horse looking down at him, Xu Ziyi snorted coldly, stretched out his right palm to slap, and heard a loud "bang" sound. Yu Wenhuaji and the horse under him seemed to have been hit by a heavy hammer.
Like a blow, his chest collapsed directly, and he fell down without even letting out a scream.
"How brave!"
The horse was struck to death by someone's palm. Yu Wenhuaji was shocked and angry. He jumped up and punched him in the air.
The heat had just passed a few days ago, and the weather was hot, but Yu Wenhua just took action, and the air on the river bank immediately became extremely cold. If ordinary people encountered it, their teeth would tremble immediately.
However, Xu Ziyi is not an ordinary person. The Nine-Yang Divine Art he possesses is the nemesis of the Yinhan Art in the world. Although the Yuwen Clan's Ice Mysterious Strength is not weak, it may not escape this category.
And Ziyi also practiced Youshenzhao Sutra, which greatly increased the power of his Zhiyang Heat Qi. Even though the power of Yu Wenhuaji's Ice Xuanjing was astonishing, it couldn't do anything to him at all!
Xu Ziyi just sneered and raised his hand to push out a palm.
His palm was so astonishing. Even though the power of the palm was not reached, it already made Yu Wenhua feel short of breath in his chest. In an instant, Xu Ziyi's palm power surged like an angry wave.
As Xu Ziyi pushed out his palm, the chill in the surrounding area was immediately swept away, and then there was an astonishing heat wave.
Facing this astonishing palm force that surged forward like an angry wave, Yu Wenhuaji couldn't bear to be surprised at all, so he had to use his full strength to slap a palm with his backhand.
The two palm forces of one yin and one yang intersected, and there was only a sound of chi chi, and the air movement collided, forming a vortex that spread from the center of the two people. Yu Wenhua and more than ten powerful riders came nearby, but they were just bored.
With a groan, they all fell off their horses, not knowing whether they were dead or alive.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! As for the horses, they also screamed in unison and fell to the ground. In the end, only Xu Ziyi and Yu Wenhua stood alone on the river bank.
However, Yu Wenhuaji could only hold on for a few breaths before he was defeated by this overwhelming palm force.
Yu Wenhuaji first stepped back five or six steps, feeling exhausted all over his body. His right palm that he used to fight back suddenly became heavy. Then his throat became sweet and red blood oozed from the corner of his mouth.
"you……"
Looking at Xu Ziyi who only took half a step back, Yu Wenhuaji's face was filled with disbelief. However, before he could finish speaking, his mouth felt dry and his head felt dizzy, and then he felt as if he had fallen into a big furnace.
, as if even the blood was boiling.
Suffering from the heat of Yang entering the body, his knees softened and he immediately knelt down.
No matter how unexpected it was for Yu Wenhuaji, the Bing Xuanjin that he was so proud of would be vulnerable to Xu Ziyi!
At this time, Yu Wenhuaji felt a storm in his heart. Yu Wenhuaji, who was suffering from the heat of Yang, seemed to remember something. With his face pale, he suddenly endured the severe pain and said: "Yang Yan Dafa, you are Bi Xuan
Disciple!"
At this moment, Yu Wenhuaji seemed to have guessed something. In his opinion, Xu Ziyi was so young that he must be a disciple of the Turkic "Martial Lord" Bixuan!
"Master Yuwen, you guessed wrong!"
Seeing Yu Wenji, who was kneeling in front of him with a changed expression, Xu Ziyi couldn't help but shook his head.
His Nine-Yang Divine Art is indeed similar to the Yangyan Dafa of the Turkic "Martial Lord" Bi Xuan, but there are differences between the two after all.
To be fair, Yu Wenhuaji's Bing Xuan Jin does have some skills, and it can be regarded as a strange and incomparable spinning force.
The cold energy emitted by his palm power may seem vague or non-existent, but in fact it has secretly moved the surrounding air, squeezing the opponent from up and down, making it much more unpredictable and difficult to prevent than the ordinary direct energy.
It's just that Xu Ziyi's internal strength is profound and far superior to others. No matter how clever your Bing Xuan Jin's spinning power is, it still can't withstand the overwhelming palm power!
Skills can make up for innate deficiencies, but if the gap between the two sides is too big, the winner in the end can only be the person who defeats ten skills with one force!
After defeating Yu Wenhuaji with one palm, the jade pendant hanging on Xu Ziyi's waist became hot again. Upon noticing this, Xu Ziyi could not help but frown slightly.
He looked coldly at Yu Wenji, who was already furious, and then decisively turned around and left.
His clothes were fluttering and he was extremely free and easy, while Yu Wenhuaji beside him had a pale complexion and was half-kneeling on the ground motionless.
…
"Brother Xu won?"
Song Shidao, who was standing on a stern boat, couldn't help but said in surprise after watching the difference between the two people on the shore.
Although he knew that Xu Ziyi was extremely skilled in martial arts, this time he was facing off against Yuwen Clan's second-in-command, Yu Wenhuaji. As the Yuwen Clan, apart from the leader Yuwen's injuries, he was the only one who had mastered Bingxuan Jin.
Yu Wenhuaji's martial arts is not bad, otherwise how could he kill Shi Long, the best master in Yangzhou!
Just when Song Shidao was greatly surprised, Xu Ziyi's figure on the shore suddenly floated away. In just a few breaths, the figure turned into a black dot and was indistinguishable.
"Lean closer!"
Seeing Xu Ziyi's actions, everyone on the ship couldn't help but be confused. Finally, Song Lu gave the order.
After a while, Song Shidao, Song Lu and Fu Junma looked at Yu Wenhuaji who was kneeling on the ground and had long since expired, and couldn't help but change their expressions.
Because Yu Wenji in front of him was no longer as domineering as before, his whole body was charred and black, as if he had been roasted by a raging fire.
"Mom, this Yuwenhua bone is so miserable!"
Even Kou Zhong, who had been chased all the way by Yu Wenhuaji, couldn't help but feel chilled when he saw such miserable Yu Wenhuaji in front of him.
However, Fu Junma, who was supported by Xu Ziling, seemed to turn a deaf ear to Kou Zhong's words, and the same was true for Song Lu beside her at this time.
"Yang Yan Dafa, is Brother Xu a disciple of "Martial Lord" Bi Xuan?"
Looking at Yu Wenhuaji who had turned into charcoal in front of him, Song Lu couldn't help but exclaimed.
Hearing Song Lu's exclamation, Fu Junma's heart was filled with turmoil.
If she had guessed incorrectly about Xu Ziyi's origin before, the scene now confirmed her guess.
It's just that "Martial Lord" Bixuan is a god in the eyes of the Turks, and the disciples he wants to recruit should be people from the grasslands. How could he choose a Central Plains person to be his disciple, and even give him Yang Yan, who he is proud of?
Dafa was taught to him!
When she thought of this, Fu Junma was also puzzled.
For a time, the chaos in her thoughts even affected her internal injuries, making her beautiful appearance even more pale.
ps: Next up is the flying knife roll, it may be a little nosy, please don’t complain!