Flower Stealing Master - Chapter 441

[Chapter 440 Zhao Min’s Gift]

Zhou Zhiruo was instantly furious, and with a flick of her wrist, a long black whip flew out from her sleeve and hit Guo Fu. Huang Rong was shocked, but she didn’t expect Zhou Zhiruo to suddenly make a move, and hurriedly used a dog-beating stick to stop the long whip.

However, Zhou Zhiruo was already prepared, and the whip turned a corner in the middle and easily escaped the interception of the dog-beating stick. The whip smashed a pearl flower on Guo Fu’s bun to pieces.

Zhou Zhiruo quickly retracted the long whip from her sleeve, and said proudly, “My Emei faction has so many magical powers, how could I covet martial arts of other factions, little girl, please don’t confuse the public.”

Guo Fu’s pink face turned pale with fright, this It’s time to be completely stupid and don’t know how to respond.

Huang Rong was originally a cub protector. Seeing Zhou Zhiruo attacking her daughter, she was furious at first, and she would fight Zhou Zhiruo to the death even if she turned against the Emei faction, but it turned out that Zhou Zhiruo was very measured and didn’t really hurt Guo Fu. A cavity of anger also dissipated seven seven eight eight.

Guo Fu finally came to his senses at this time, and when he was about to curse, a sound like a fairy sound rang out.

“What’s going on here, why is it so lively?”

A group of people turned their heads and saw a bright and unparalleled girl looking at this side with a smile, and the accompanying men were scattered around, vigilantly on guard.

Huang Rong recognized that one of them was Falun Dafa King Jinlun, and couldn’t help smacking her tongue in secret, this demon girl is really good, and even a master like Falun Dafa King Jinlun stood behind her obediently.

“It turns out that it was the princess of the county who arrived. Could it be that Mongolia also sent a good hand to participate in the Golden Snake Conference?” After fighting with Mongolia for many years in Xiangyang, Huang Rong naturally didn’t have a good impression of Mongolian people, and it smelled like gunpowder when she spoke.

The surrounding martial arts people really whispered that the Golden Snake Camp has always been a rebel army against the alien iron cavalry. If it is finally won by a Mongolian-supported master, then the Central Plains martial arts will really lose the face.

Zhao Min didn’t panic, and asked back with a smile: “Isn’t Mrs. Guo also coming to participate in this conference? Could it be that some of these sixteen candidates are supported by Mrs. Guo?”

“Of course,” Huang Rong pursed her lips and smiled. , the conversation turned and continued, “As long as he can expel the Tartars, no matter who wins, I will support from the bottom of my heart.”

As soon as Huang Rong finished speaking, all the martial arts people shouted,

“The Tartars get out of the Central Plains.”

“Kill all the Tartars.” This

made

Xiao Feng standing beside Huang Rong extremely embarrassed. Speaking of his identity as a Khitan, it was also in the eyes of the Han people. tartar.

“Mrs. Guo is really eloquent.” Zhao Min was actually not angry, nor was she interested in talking with her.

From Zhao Min’s point of view, Huang Rong is indeed smart, but because of her limited vision, her intelligence is only a little clever in the world, and it is still far from the realm of turning her hands into clouds and covering her hands into rain, otherwise so many years have passed. , Xiangyang City will not only have the strength to support, without the slightest progress.

“Demon girl, return my junior brother Kong Xing’s life!” Suddenly a loud shout sounded, and a big monk covered in golden light volleyed towards Zhao Min.

Song Qingshu recognized that the person who had attacked was Xuan Cheng, a monk of the Thirteen Absolutes of Shaolin Temple. Remembering that Zhao Min was injured by his Donkey Kong last time, Song Qingshu subconsciously prepared to stand up to block her.

Suddenly, Song Qingshu’s eyes narrowed, and he noticed that Zhao Min’s hand behind him was posing covertly towards him, signaling him not to act rashly.

Song Qingshu instantly understood that it would be better for him not to expose his relationship with her.

It’s not without reason that Zhao Min is so confident. The last time he missed and was captured was because Song Qingshu slammed the bar horizontally. Now, three master-level masters, Jinlun Falun, Baishuang Taoist, and King Kongmen are looking around, as well as the two elders Xuanming. Shenjian Baxiong and others accompanied him, and Xuan Cheng dared to ride alone into the formation. If he hadn’t scrutinized other people, Zhao Min would even be sure to let him drink his hatred on the spot.

Xuan Cheng broke through Zhao Min’s carefully selected guards of warriors, and the dense arrows of the eight heroes of the gods shot him.

Apart from leaving a few white marks, nothing stopped him.

“Vajra Indestructible Magic?” The King Kong sect master was delighted when he saw his heart, with a bang, his whole body also turned golden, and he also used the Vajra Indestructible Magic to greet him.

The fists came and pointed, and in the blink of an eye, the two of them exchanged dozens of moves. Some couldn’t bear it. When the two figures were separated, the figure of the King Kong Sect Master stayed in place and swayed, obviously suffering a small loss.

However, when he was blocked by him, Xuan Cheng’s castration was exhausted, and King Jinlun took the opportunity to block in front of him. In an instant, six giant wheels flew away and hit Xuancheng’s body from all directions.

Xuan Cheng and the King Kong Sect Master recklessly fought more than a dozen moves, and their breathing was already sluggish.

All the experts were present, and they were dazzled by the sight. Xuan Cheng first flicked the tin wheel that was coming from the right rear with his Doroye finger, then grabbed the lead wheel that was about to be cut to the skin with his nianhua fingers, and threw it behind him. Kengfei attacked the iron wheel behind him, using the kung fu of Qiankun in his sleeve, he stepped out with one foot, and firmly stepped on the ground with the copper wheel that had cut into his tendon, using the Shaolin Temple’s shadow-following method.

Then use the big weeduo pestle to smash the silver wheel flying from the upper right, and finally forcibly transport the vajra not bad, and use the dragon claw hand to grab the golden wheel directly in the hand of the golden wheel.

There was a sour friction sound, and the rapidly spinning golden wheel was abruptly caught by Xuan Cheng and stopped, and could no longer move forward.

Seeing Xuan Cheng’s bloody hand, Falun Dafa King Jinlun was secretly shocked. If other people held their golden wheel like this, they would have half their palm cut off at the lightest point. It’s just a mouth, the King Kong is not bad, really domineering.

However, Falun Dafa King Jinlun seemed to have expected such a result long ago. Jinlun moved to the side, distracted Xuan Cheng’s hand, and punched his chest with his right hand, which had been ready for a long time.

Before he could reach his body, the sound of wind and thunder carried by his fist already made his eardrums aching faintly. Xuan Cheng didn’t dare to be careless, and quickly used the profound meaning of Prajna’s empty palm, trying to dissipate the power of this punch.

When the fists and palms intersected, Falun Dafa King Jinlun felt that the strength of his fist was gradually being swept away by the opponent, and he couldn’t help but let out a grim smile: “See how much you can melt!” His fists rushed towards the opponent’s palm.

puff!

When the ninth energy was dissipated, Xuan Cheng couldn’t hold it any longer, he spat out a mouthful of blood, and hurriedly stepped back.

Daoist Baishuang had been waiting by Zhao Min’s side all the time, and did not participate in the battle. Seeing that Xuan Cheng was injured, he obeyed the principle of taking advantage of your illness to kill you, and in a flash, he moved the palm of Xuan Ming and slapped it on Xuan Cheng’s body.

“Master, be careful!” The two envoys of the Wudang Sect waved their swords at the same time.

Shaolin and Wudang have always advanced and retreated together in the rivers and lakes. Although there was a gap between Zhang Cuishan and Zhang Cuishan more than ten years ago, they could not just watch Xuancheng die at the hands of the Mongolians.

Among the Wudang sect, Zhang Sanfeng has long ignored the affairs of the sect, and the head of the sect was passed on to the eldest disciple Song Yuanqiao. As a result, because of Song Qingshu’s killing of Mo Shenggu, Song Yuanqiao took the blame and resigned, and has been concentrating on cultivation in the back mountain.

The second disciple, Yu Lianzhou, took over as the head of the sect. On weekdays, he sat in the Zixiao Palace and rarely went down the mountain.

Yu Daiyan has been disabled for more than ten years, so he has also developed a temperament of cleaning, and is not a director.

The fifth disciple Zhang Cuishan committed suicide, and Mo Shenggu was killed. Therefore, only the four warriors Zhang Songxi and the sixth warrior Yin Liting were among the seven warriors of Wudang. The envoys sent by Wudang to participate in the Golden Snake Conference were these two.

Zhang Songxi and Yin Liting have been carefully trained by Zhang Sanfeng, plus they have studied Taijiquan and swords over the years, and they have already become the top masters in the world.

It’s just that Daoist Baishuang is an old devil who fought against Zhang Sanfeng with hundreds of tricks before he was defeated. Over the years, he has been thinking about revenge and hatred, and secretly studied the Wudang school’s martial arts cracking method.

Seeing the two men in Wudang attire swing their swords to attack, a grin flashed across Daoist Baishuang’s face, and his palms shot out from an incredible angle. Zhang Songxi’s and Yin Liting’s long swords collided with each other, and the two were close to each other. , The strength intersected, and the body shape was stunned, obviously suffering from a serious internal injury.

This is also the luck of the two of them. If they encounter a pervert who has been studying and cracking Wudang Kungfu for decades, even if it is against Ouyang Feng and others, the two will definitely be more than self-sufficient when they join forces. Big loss.

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“The old man killed Zhang Sanfeng’s two precious apprentices first.” The Taoist Baishuang roared, his arms suddenly skyrocketed by a foot, and he pressed them against their chests.

Zhang Songxi and Yin Liting immediately recognized that this was the Xuanming Palm that Zhang Wuji once held. At the beginning, even Zhang Sanfeng was helpless about his injury. The power of this man’s Xuanming Palm was more than double that of the two elders of Xuanming. That’s all, I’m just screaming, I’m afraid I’ll die here today.

Suddenly, a huge suction force came from the side of the two of them, and they moved several feet in parallel

. “Song Qingshu bowed and smiled bitterly in his heart. Although he was kicked out of the gate by Wudang, and he was beaten by Yu Lianzhou at the Lion Slaughtering Conference, his meridians were completely broken, but he came from Wudang, so he couldn’t just watch these two cheap teachers. Uncle died in front of his eyes.

Fortunately, Song Yuanqiao’s cheap father didn’t come, otherwise he would be called a stranger’s father, and his nerves would not be so strong.

Song Qingshu felt extremely happy.

Daoist Baishuang looked back at Zhao Min, saw her wink, and couldn’t help but understand, and continued to attack Wudang Erxia.

Song Qingshu hurriedly protected the two of them behind him, and lifted up the Eighteen Palms of Subduing Dragon to greet them.

In the last martial arts competition in the inn, Daoist Baishuang had seen Song Qingshu’s martial arts, and naturally he didn’t dare to be careless.

Song Qingshu’s Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms is not so fancy. On the surface, it seems that the tricks are mediocre. In fact, every time Song Qingshu makes a move, he keeps in mind that it is strong and weak, and he spit out eight characters.

After more than ten moves, Zhao Min’s delicate voice rang out: “Okay, let’s spare this little thief’s life today.” r1o58

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