The daily life of Dali Siqing

Chapter 244 Weird Villa
It was Chen Da from Danhemen who came out from behind the rockery.

Although the figure of the person in front of him was somewhat familiar, it was by no means someone from their village.

As soon as Chen Da spoke, Yang Qingyuan summoned his innate qi, soared into the air, performed lightness kung fu and wanted to leave first, and made plans after rounding up with Zhang Songxi's team.

Chen Da was born in Danhemen. Not only did he have a unique weapon and a crane beak hook to enter the house, but also his lightness kung fu was first-rate. Chen Da himself always thought so.

It wasn't until today that Chen Da realized that his lightness kung fu was so vulnerable. He had just jumped up, and this unknown person had already opened a distance of nearly ten feet away from him.

"Little thief! Where are you going!"

Just as Yang Qingyuan was running away, a chilly palm hit his face.

A man dressed in black slapped in the dark. Looking at Yang Qingyuan who was running away, the man in black knew in his heart that he slapped the palm quickly and with amazing strength. The intruder was too anxious to escape, so he stayed in midair for a long time , the person soaring into the air has nowhere to rely on, the intruder must not be able to avoid this palm.

In the midst of complacency, the person who struck out the palm watched helplessly as Yang Qingyuan changed direction out of thin air in the air, and the force of the palm flashed away in a single turn.

Nine clouds and dragons appeared, changing directions in the air, and receiving and guiding them in the void.

After being shocked, the sneak attacker's eyes were full of fire. This must be a peerless lightness skill. If you catch this intruder and get this lightness skill, your martial arts will definitely go up to a higher level. It is not necessarily impossible to reach the state of gathering spirits in one's lifetime.

Thinking of this, the man in black's eyes were fiery, and he flew up, chasing Yang Qingyuan directly, rushing all the way, firing palm force all the way, Yang Qingyuan easily dodged while moving and dodging.

Yang Qingyuan didn't want to fight, so if he made a move at this moment, he could subdue the man in black in a short time, but how many people could he arrest by himself? !
It would be bad if the people in this villa were allowed to escape.

Following the pursuit of the two, the warriors in the village were alarmed, and more and more people joined the ranks of Yang Qingyuan who were chasing and intercepting him.

Although most of the participants are warriors of Tongmai Realm, it is troublesome if there are too many.These fighters knew that their lightness skills were not qualified to join this chasing battle, they only showed the direction for the masters behind or interfered with hidden weapons, which also blocked Yang Qingyuan's speed.

With the help of these people, the leading man in black barely kept up with Yang Qingyuan relying on his familiarity with the terrain.I don't know the origin of this person, but his palm strength is cold and vicious, which is unusual.

Just now Yang Qingyuan noticed that the palm of the man in black hit the tree, and the bark of the tree was corroded by the palm. If he hit the face, wouldn't it be disfigured?
It is really the world's first-class vicious martial arts.

Another palm force struck, and Yang Qingyuan no longer dodged, and used the finger to represent the sword, and pushed the boat with the current in the Liangyi Divine Sword, and released this palm force to the side with soft strength.

"Wudang swordsmanship! Go with the flow!"

The man in black couldn't help but screamed when he saw Yang Qingyuan's sword move!
The intruder in front of me, who is proficient in Wudang's Liangyi sword, must be a direct disciple of Wudang. Shengjiao and Wudang are sworn enemies. Attracted Zhang Sanfeng, and the 20-year struggle of the holy religion was in vain.

Thinking of this, the man in black gritted his teeth!With a strange internal force in his body, the speed of his steps was three points faster.

At the same time that the man in black used this internal force, Yang Qingyuan in front of him felt that the blood energy that made him extremely uncomfortable reappeared, and it was accompanied by a strange real energy at this time.

This peculiar true energy is very close to his innate true energy. Although it is not as pure as Yang Qingyuan's innate magical power, the true energy produced by ordinary martial arts is three points stronger than that of the eight martial arts sects. mentality.

"It's really you!"

Feeling this strange true essence, Yang Qingyuan shouted angrily!

The person in front of me deserves to die!
Yang Qingyuan, who was slightly angry in his heart, stopped his galloping momentum, pointed his backhand to refer to the sword, and swung the sword out

The sword energy pierced through the air, fierce and fierce, invincible.

Wudang Swordsmanship, Pegasus Flying Waterfall!
Tianma leaps over the waterfall, and the floating light sweeps the sky.

The sharp and sharp sword energy cut towards the man in black.

Tianma Waterfall is Yang Qing's creation of the sword technique. Among the Wudang sword techniques, the lethality is the first, and the sword speed is the first.

Yang Qingyuan, who was still trying to escape, suddenly counterattacked. The man in black was obviously unprepared, so he was forced to dodge for a while.

But even with precautions, how could Yang Qingyuan's sword energy be dodged in a hurry?

The fierce sword energy passed over the black-clothed right arm, and the moment the sword energy came to him, the black-clothed man wrapped his right arm with the blood energy and essence he cultivated.

Originally, the supernatural blood energy had no resistance in the face of this fierce sword energy, and was disintegrated by the sword energy like melting ice and snow. The man in black was so frightened that he did not continue to dodge for a while, and was directly cut off by the sword energy The meridian in the right arm.

It seemed to be just a flesh wound, but in fact the right arm of the leader in black was useless. If it was not treated in time, he would only be a one-armed man in this life.

The sharp pain in his right arm made the man in black, who had been dodging hastily, no longer be able to stabilize his figure, and fell directly from midair.

When Yang Qingyuan encountered this golden opportunity, he would naturally not miss it.As soon as his figure appeared, he rushed towards the falling man in black.

Many patrolling guards below saw that Yang Qingyuan would not continue to escape, and they all came to kill him.

But although there are many of these people, their martial arts skills can only be regarded as average, most of them are cannon fodder for Qi training and body forging, and of course the remaining ones in the meridian state are also cannon fodder in Yang Qingyuan's eyes.

"Zheng!"

The green chinchilla comes out of its sheath.

With a sword in hand, Yang Qingyuan's whole temperament changed.

The original Yang Qingyuan's bookishness was even more quackish, but Yang Qingyuan with the green sword in hand is a peerless swordsman.

Nine palaces swordsmanship, Rouyun swordsmanship, Huilong twelve moves, 72-way round finger soft sword, Yang Qingyuan's own martial arts talent is not too low, but there is a gap compared with Liu Wangshu and Zhuang Xiaomeng, but he can't stand it He has a pair of dao pupils, who can see through dao rules.

It only takes time to decipher swordsmanship with Daotong. The exquisite and profound swordsmanship in the world can be dismantled. In the eyes of others, advanced mathematics and matrix convergence become one-dimensional equations in Yang Qingyuan's eyes.

Know its reason and its skill.

These Wudang swordsmanship in Yang Qingyuan's hands is no less than that of Mu Taoist who has practiced hard for decades.

The ordinary training guards surrounding him are not his enemies.

Dozens of guards were hit by swords in their wrists, or in their dantians, or their arms and legs were broken. After the tea time, there was no one standing in the audience, and the ground was full of wounded people rolling and crying.

The man in black looked at Yang Qingyuan's swordsmanship, and remembered the true energy attached to the sword energy just now. He panicked for a moment, as if he had encountered a scourge, and he even trembled when he spoke.

"You... Who are you? Among the young generation of Wudang, there is only one Song Qingshu who can be seen well. How has there ever been someone like you?"

The man in black suddenly realized, "You are Yang Qingyuan!!"

(End of this chapter)