The Road to Martial Arts BOSS

Chapter 290

In the cold winter of the twelfth lunar month, the north wind is bitter, the silver-gray clouds are galloping in the sky, the cold current is rolling, and countless goose feathers and heavy snow are falling.

The whole world was dyed pure white by the snow.

On this cold and snowy day, a group of Taoist priests and nuns in Taoist robes trekked along the frozen Luoshui River, against the cold wind, towards the Northern Zhou Dynasty in the north.

Qingming took a few steps against the wind and shouted against the snowy north wind: "Brother Qingxu, Chen Qinglin is about to lose his hold, should we find a place to rest first?"

For Chen Qinglin, who can be regarded as a traitor, Qingming actually doesn't value his life, didn't you see that even the junior and junior are too lazy to shout?But after all, Chen Qinglin was the person Master Xuan Ming had told him to take care of, so it would be unsightly for him to lose his life.

Hearing the words, Qing Xu turned around and called out: "Junior Brother Qing Lin, can you hold on a little longer?"

Although he didn't show annoyance in his words, Qingming, who was close to Qingxu, could see impatience from Qingxu's face.Originally, they were all warriors who were born at the fifth level or above, although the heavy snow was cold, they couldn't penetrate the true energy of warriors of their level.Even in such severe weather, they should be able to move forward normally.

However, Chen Qinglin, who is generally born at the fifth level and above, was mixed in with the team with the second level of innateness, which greatly slowed down the team. As a result, until now, they hadn't entered the territory of the Northern Zhou Dynasty.

"Senior brother Qingxu, please rest assured, the younger brother will definitely be able to hold on, and see Gong Ziyu's death." A little weak, but more uplifting words replied.

Chen Qinglin joined the team chasing Gong Ziyu because he wanted to witness Gong Ziyu's death in person. Although it was freezing cold, his body was still walking unremittingly.

This kind of perseverance also made other colleagues in the same industry slightly change their minds about this traitor who betrayed his master's knowledge.

But if those True Martial Sect disciples who have changed their minds see who Chen Qinglin's excited eyes are aiming at, they probably won't think so.

After hearing Chen Qinglin's answer, Qingxu said: "Very well, not far ahead, it should be Baihe Town, a small town in front of Linchuan Prefecture, I will settle down in Baihe Town, and set off after the heavy snow has passed Go to Northern Zhou."

It just so happened that a fisherman in cape and hat was sitting on the bank of the river in front of him at this time. This fisherman dug an ice hole in the frozen Luoshui River and was fishing on the ice near the river bank.

The harsh north wind brings countless snowfalls. This kind of scene should make people feel that the weather is harsh, but adding such a fisherman between the harsh world at this time makes people feel a strange harmony feel.

After Qingxu saw someone, he stepped forward and asked, "Dare to ask, brother, how far is it to reach Baihe Town?"

"Oh? How do you know that I'm Xiongtai, not uncle?" The fisherman replied in a clear and powerful voice.

"In the cold winter of the twelfth lunar month, when the weather is so cold, my brother can still wear a light shirt and fish on the ice. My uncle doesn't have such a physique." Qingxu pointed to the black fish exposed under the coir raincoat of the fisherman. Ragged road.

"What else? If you are strong in martial arts, don't talk about my uncle, even if you are old, you can't be afraid of the severe cold. If you don't tell me why, I won't tell you the news." The fisherman said with great interest. asked.

"Brother Qingxu, we still need to hurry, so we shouldn't waste time." Seeing that Qingxu was still interested in continuing to answer, Qingming couldn't help but stepped forward to persuade him.

From Qingming's point of view, with their martial arts, no matter how far or near they are, they will undoubtedly be able to reach them in a short time, so there is really no need to ask for directions.

However, Qingxu didn't think so at all, he waved his hand and said: "Junior Brother Qingming, this is not a waste of time, on the contrary, asking this way can save us a lot of time and reach our destination earlier."

Saying that, Qingxu pushed away Qingming who was a little confused, and continued: "If you are old, you will not have such a straight back. If you use true energy to keep out the cold, you can feel it."

"And..." Qingxu strolled closer to the fisherman, "I also know that brother Taiwan is not here for fishing. It's freezing cold and windy, and the ice cave might be closed down soon." The wind and snow are blocked, and ordinary people are not so interested in coming here to fish."

"You said, am I right..."

Four colors of brilliance suddenly bloomed on Qingxu's body, and the four images flowed, gathering all his true energy, and made a palm print towards the fisherman whose back was facing Qingxu, "Gong Ziyu!!!"

This name that made Qing Yu gnash his teeth, Qing Xu almost yelled out of control.

"Yes, and neither."

At some point, the fisherman stood up, turned his body sideways and blocked Qingxu's attack with his palm. Against the background of the wind and snow, the bronze mask under the bamboo hat shone with a cold light.

"You're right that I'm not the uncle, and you're right that I'm Gong Ziyu," the original clear voice has turned into a strange voice with overlapping voices, "But you said one thing wrong... "

"I'm indeed here to fish, but it's not the fish in this river, but you, the big fish. Now, the big fish has taken the bait."

Obviously, Qingxu could clearly hear the lightness and pride in the other party's weird tone, this kind of contempt for himself as if he was a fish in a pond filled Qingxu with a sense of humiliation.

"Then let's see, who is the fish that was caught!!"

Shouting angrily, the four-color rays of light on Qingxu's body that symbolized the four images suddenly merged into one, turning into black and white, but the black and white colors lasted for a moment, and then transformed into the colors of the four images.

But this time, the qi of the four phenomena has an unprecedented harmony, as if they are all integrated into one, and it is no longer like before. Although the four phenomena circulate, they are distinct from each other.

"Gong Ziyu, die! Tianyan Four Elephant Palm."

The energy of the four phenomena merged into a shocking palm print, in which the four phenomena circulated, revealing Yin and Yang, and the unprecedented oppressive force crushed Qing Yu, who was facing Qing Xu's palm.

The suddenly powerful palm strength caught Qing Yu by surprise, and the frozen strength in all directions made Qing Yu nowhere to dodge.

"Daoist Master Qingxu, you have made great progress." Faced with such a predicament, Qingyu still smiled casually, which made Qingxu even more angry, and his true energy was pushed to the extreme, "Tianyan Four Elephant Palm "Pressing down fiercely, with the incomparable hatred of his master, he wanted to crush this opponent who had brought shame several times to the scum.

"boom--"

The "Tianyan Four Elephant Palm" fell, and the entire frozen river surface was hit with countless cracks by this powerful blow. As Qingxu's main attack target, the ice surface where Qingyu was was hit with a huge palm prints.

The solid palm strength not only clearly shows the outline of the palm print on the ice surface, but also drains the river water under the ice surface, from the ice surface to the bottom of the river, no river water enters within the outline of the palm print.

(End of this chapter)