Chapter 33 Fucheng Reinforcements
Xin Zhuo is fast and can jump quickly. He was a little jerky at first, but gradually he became more and more proficient, and he could already move around and jump like flying.
It is like the rapid transformation of a person from being new to Qinggong to Beginner Qinggong, Hinayana Qinggong, and Mahayana Qinggong.
The running Yuan Moer's face was full of surprise and shock, which was even more difficult to accept than eating a piece of stinky tofu. This was not because of Xin Zhuo's Qing Gong, but...
How can he "dance gracefully"?
This Qinggong body method was learned by the Yuan family from the ancient Kunlun Palace and has been passed down for more than 370 years. It is only passed down to the family's first-born daughter. Even Yuan Zhuzhu, who had her finger chopped off by Xin Zhuo, would never be able to do it because she was a concubine. Practice.
Seeing that Xin Zhuo was already a long way ahead, she immediately used her energy to chase after her. When she got close to Xin Zhuo, she shouted angrily: "Who are you? Why do you know my Qing Kung?"
"Isn't it enough to have feet? I'm born with it!"
"You fart!"
Yuan Mo'er was furious, and instead suppressed the doubts in his heart and raised his voice. With a desire to compare, he made a secret with his right hand and connected three weak points on the body. This is the life-saving means of Mahayana's "Lingfeng Miaowu", which can stimulate the true energy and accelerate the speed.
This trick was indeed effective, and he was already in front of Xin Zhuo in the blink of an eye.
She glanced back subconsciously, and was shocked to find that Xin Zhuo, just like her, hit three useless acupuncture points and overtook her again.
Just like her, he is also a Mahayana "Lingfeng Miaowu".
Now that the Qinggong is the same, the entrance is the same, and the realm is the same, then the only way to compare is the level of mental skills.
She is still confident in her own mental method. The mental method of direct descendants of the Yuan family for five hundred years is better than the wild method of the bandits.
However, a moment later, she had self-doubt again, because no matter how she chased, she was always ten meters behind Xin Zhuo, and the distance was even slowly expanding.
This little thief’s mentality is actually so terrifying!
It is impossible to catch up!
She simply stopped.
At this time, the little thief Xinzhuo didn’t know what he was thinking. He had a smile on his face and was having a great time.
happy?
This is a good time to assassinate. It is best to be injured. If you can kill, everything will be settled.
Her eyes were cold, and she observed Xin Zhuo's movements coldly. She saw Xin Zhuo turning around and reaching her side. She only focused on Qinggong, and she didn't have a knife on her body!
This is the time!
"Canglang——"
The waist knife was unsheathed, and the body was like a swallow flying through the water. It tossed and turned three times and galloped away. The person was in mid-air, and the tip of the knife was like a shadow on the autumn water. It struck with one knife, and then another.
Nine knives were rushed in a row, as fast as lightning, and the blurred shadows of the knives were dazzling.
And Xin Zhuo just met him.
"Master, be careful!"
Cui Ying'er, who was watching carefully below, couldn't help but exclaimed.
It's too late!
We are all in the same realm. We can calculate mentally but not intentionally. You are still on the half-empty roof. How can you hide?
Yuan Moer smiled coldly in his heart.
However, the next moment she found that Xin Zhuo raised his head with a playful smile on his face.
No, I was suddenly shocked.
Xin Zhuo had already punched out, it was very clumsy, like a dog plowing, but it left nine afterimages.
【A series of three-injury Zhiyang fists that move like a dog plowing through the clouds and running water. 】
It was like she had calculated the path of her knife and hit the blade accurately.
“Dang!”
The blade of the sword tilted, Yuan Moer staggered in mid-air.
Just like this, Xin Zhuo seized the opportunity, stepped lightly on the roof, broke through the thatch and mud on the roof, bullied himself in, and punched Yuan Moer's airport-like chest.
“Hmm——”
Yuan Moer made a muffled sound, and the man and the knife fell together, hitting the soil heavily, and then drew a distance, and spat out a mouthful of blood. Cui Ying'er, Han Qiniang and Su Miaojin below watched dryly, watching her fly high and then landing hard!
Why do you suddenly lose when you compete in Qinggong?
Xin Zhuo had already jumped off the house and stood next to Yuan Mo'er, looking down at her. Fortunately, he relieved his strength in mid-air and did not beat her to death.
"King Xin, don't kill her!"
Su Miaojin finally came to her senses, ran a few steps and approached the two of them, her chest heaving up and down, her eyes full of panic.
Xin Zhuo ignored it.
Yuan Moer ignored it. She just wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth. The pride on her face disappeared and she looked directly at Xin Zhuo: "Did you guess that I would attack?"
"No! But I am also a knife player. I have a natural instinct for knives!" Take the opportunity to kill or injure yourself.
Otherwise, if you don’t know how to save people, how can you compare with martial arts? So he was always on guard, so he naturally noticed Yuan Moer's attack.
But he couldn't say it directly, for fear that it would be self-defeating and some of the other catchers below would lose hope and find other ways to stop coming.
“Second question!” Yuan Moer leaned on the ground with difficulty, “Where did you learn Ling Feng’s wonderful dance?”
"I'm really born with it!"
"Okay, please kill me!" Yuan Mo'er closed her eyes and breathed tremblingly.
"It's just a competition of martial arts. What nonsense are you talking about? Saving Miss Su is important, isn't it? Let them continue talking. Two tortures have been deleted. Miss Su will be able to go down the mountain soon."
Xin Zhuo helped Yuan Moer up thoughtfully.
The well owner cannot kill the sacrificial spirit. This is a matter of principle.
However, Yuan Mo'er felt that she was insulted. She glared at Xin Zhuo fiercely and said, "I, Yuan Mo'er, swear that I will kill you with my own hands!"
"No accident, you will never do this in your life. You have to work hard!" Xin Zhuo smiled and waved his hand like a child.
Yuan Moer had an inexplicable urge to cry, glanced at Su Miaojin, and limped out of the village.
Until Yuan Moer disappeared from sight, Xin Zhuo suddenly turned around, grabbed Su Miaojin's hand, opened her fingers, and snatched the note in her hand.
Su Miaojin wanted to snatch it back, but then she took a step back and said, "Did you see this too? Are you a monster?"
"I'm afraid of death, so I'm very careful. When I was studying, I was better than you at handing out notes!"
Xin Zhuo opened the note, and there were a few lines of words on it that were eye-catching:< br>
"I will think of ways to attack at night in the past few days. If there is any movement, stay away from Xin Zhuo and ordinary bandits. It doesn't matter if something goes wrong. The eldest son Murong, my sister Yuan Yourong, My younger brother Su Zefeng and Mr. Xiuxue are already on the way. They will join forces to attack with concealed weapons, trying to kill the girl with one blow and save the girl from trouble! "
...
Yuan Moer staggered through Huang Dagui and others! The three bandits stepped onto the stairs going down the peak. They looked haggard and felt extremely painful in their chests. What was even more sad was that she remembered what she said when she went up to the peak:
"...I, Yuan Mo'er, am willing to commit myself to the thief and become his servant and concubine."
At that time, I was just angry for a moment. Who would have thought that I would lose so neatly?
What a huge shame. She didn't know how to face her colleagues for a while.
"How about Capt. Yuan?"
Fortunately, several Caps came up to meet him.
Chen Jing had already taken medicine and applied medicine for bruises. His expression improved, and he asked doubtfully: "Did you get hit by his punch?" blood energy fluctuations.
Yuan Moer deliberately covered her flat chest and said with difficulty: "He, he didn't know where he learned my Qing Gong. He is no different from me. I took advantage of the opportunity to sneak up on the majestic wind and dance, and then If he discovers it, if it is not a human being He was already dead after releasing his strength in mid-air.
Of course, it’s not that I’m inferior to him, but that this little thief is too cunning, so I don’t count him as a loser.”
All the catchers looked at each other. , automatically ignore the second half of her words!
The good news is that this little bandit's Qinggong has finally reached the realm of transformation, which means he is not that scary!
The bad news is that his qinggong is also Mahayana!
(End of this chapter)