Qin Shi: Sword Asks the Bright Moon

Chapter 23

In Zi Nu's sight, the whole village fell into a strange tranquility.

The bandits dared not speak out because of fear, while Zi Nu thought that Yang Ming should have something to do next. At this time, she had found her position and was still waiting for Yang Ming's next move.

But Yang Ming couldn't speak at all at this time, the courageous palm that completely defeated the bandits just now had exhausted his strength, and now he was so weak that even a child could push him down.

In the fear of the bandits, Yang Ming stood there concentrating, frantically mobilizing the little Xuyun energy left in his body to recover his strength.

As time passed, a bandit who was still good at observing words and expressions suddenly fell to his knees and shouted: "The villain Zhang Qi has met the big boss, the big boss's wife."

Following this person's actions, the other bandits suddenly realized that they had surrendered, and fell to the ground one by one. Under the chain effect, hundreds of people had already kneeled in front of Yang Ming and Zi Nu in the blink of an eye.

Seeing the scene in front of her, Zi Nu opened her mouth subconsciously, saying something like 'Madame Chief', but her rationality made her suppress what she wanted to say at the first moment, and now is not the time for extra problems.

Yang Ming looked at the scene in front of him, even though he knew that the crowd in front of him was just a mob, but he couldn't help but feel a sense of pride.

Looking at the men, women and children kneeling in the cottage, they are all human beings, but now they are all prostrate at his feet, and all of these are bought by him with his strength.

How can a real man live between the heaven and the earth for a long time?Feeling the awe of the hundreds of people in front of him, Yang Ming instinctively played these words in his mind.

At this moment, Yang Ming understood why he hadn't comprehended Fengshen's legs in the past ten years.

In the past 15 years of his life, he was a son of a farmer, and his only plan was to survive, and all he had in his heart was the sorrow of being a traveler alone in a foreign land and being a stranger in a foreign land.

The maturity and stability that Uncle Biao saw from him also proves that he still lacks the madness of a young man, and just like Paiyunzhang's emphasis on love, the meaning of Fengshen's legs is the word madness,
But Yang Ming had everything in his life in the past ten years, except that he lacked the madness that a young man should have.

But it was different now, when he decided to take down a Black Wind Stronghold with his and Zi Nu's power, that ray of madness belonging to Yang Ming was already brewing.

After he killed all the big and small leaders in Heifengzhai, that ray of madness had already completed its growth. At this moment, Yang Ming's youthful loyalty and youthful madness had been completely formed, and the training threshold of Fengshen's legs had been established. breakthrough.

The only answer to the bandits was the whistling of the north wind. At this time, Yang Ming's mind was completely immersed in another matter.

In the depths of his soul, the image of Fengshen's legs that had not been lit up for more than ten years was lit up at this moment. Between the legs of a phantom figure, wisps of energy blended into Yang Ming's body. in the body.

Xuyun Jin, which was already almost dry, suddenly became active with the influx of wisps of Qi Jin, continuously growing, and gradually evolved into another kind of Qi Jin: Shenfeng Jin.

As the kamikaze energy wandered through the body, more and more Xuyun energy was mobilized, and with the integration of the kamikaze energy, the already lifeless Xuyun energy became violent again.

Strands of Xuyun Jin crazily collided in Yang Ming's body, turning into a more violent Kamikaze Jin, and Kamikaze Jin continued to evolve into Xuyun Jin, becoming even stronger.

At this moment, in Yang Ming's body, the wind rose and the clouds surged.

Fengshen legs and Paiyun palm quilt are one of the basic martial arts that constitute the three-point return to vitality, although the Shenfeng Jin and Xuyun Jin evolved from the two are two completely different internal forces.

But at this time, a perfect cycle can be formed between the two. The wind moves the virtual cloud, the virtual cloud becomes the wind, and the combination of the wind and the cloud is a more powerful force.

At this moment, in Yang Ming's body, Shenfeng Jin and Xuyun Jin formed a perfect cycle. In just a moment, Yang Ming's body, which was almost dry just now, had recovered [-]% of his internal strength.

In the depths of Yang Ming's soul, all the first four poses of Fengshen's legs are lit up, namely, the first pose of catching wind and shadow, the second pose of strong grass in the wind, the third pose of heavy rain and strong wind, and the fourth pose of vigorous and resolute wind. In just an instant, the first form of Fengshen's leg has been mastered by Yang Ming.

The first form of Fengshen Kick, Catching the Wind and Catching Shadows, focuses on lightness kung fu and bodywork. It is the essence of the introduction to Fengshen Kicks. It is not aggressive in itself, but the speed of those who have mastered this form is invisible, as fast as a shooting star. It is the most extreme light kung fu agility.

When Yang Ming comprehended the Fengshen legs in the depths of his soul, the whole village was silent, only the sound of suppressed breathing and the whistling of the north wind.

Gradually, Zi Nu became aware of Yang Ming's abnormality, and among the many bandits, there were also one or two smart-minded people.

The wordless silence made them think of a possibility.

"Brothers, do it, the villain has no strength, he is bluffing." Suddenly a loud shout came, completely breaking the calm of the cottage.

As soon as the words fell, one of the ups and downs of the gangsters grabbed the bow and arrow beside him, jumped up suddenly, and the arrow was already pointing at Yang Ming.

"Be careful." Zi Nu, who realized that Yang Ming might fall into some kind of mysterious epiphany, subconsciously stood in front of Yang Ming.

Yang Ming's speed is faster than Zi Nu's, far exceeding the speed of Yun Zong Phantom, blooming under Yang Ming's feet, the first form of Fengshen legs is to catch wind and catch shadows. The speed is so fast that it can catch strong winds and afterimages.

From the corner of Zi Nu's eyes, she could almost see only an afterimage. The bandit who raised the bow and arrow had no time to release the arrow, and was already kicked and flew by a leg shadow. With a muffled groan, a flower of blood was blooming.

Only then did Zi Nu focus on the situation in front of her. In her sight, while Yang Ming was kicking the rebelling bandit flying with his bow, he concentrated his palm on a bandit who was still kneeling beside him, breaking his tendons. In the sound of Gu Ze, another person died.

"You seem to be very courageous." Yang Ming looked around the gangsters coldly, and said in a serious tone.

"How dare a villain tangle the tiger's beard of the great leader? That guy Zhao Goulu was blinded by lard. He is extremely arrogant." Zhang Qi, the bandit who knelt down first before, quickly grabbed his head.

It's really too scary, the mysterious and powerful palm technique is so fast that it's almost invisible, such an existence, how can I resist it.

Besides, he is a bandit who doesn't even have a ranking in the cottage, and he doesn't care whether to change the leader at all.

In his heart, there was even a kind of anticipation. Now that all the big and small bosses of Heifengzhai have been killed, will he also get the seat of a small boss?

Driven by Zhang Qi, the bandits, who were barely lucky and impulsive just now, gave up struggling.

Now they don't dare to gamble, they are alive and well, no matter before or now, they can't enjoy the treatment of big and small bosses, so why bother to work hard?
"There shouldn't be any accidents this time." Zi Nu looked at the scene in front of her, and her tense nerves completely relaxed.

With the relaxation of her nerves, Zi Nu instantly felt the pain from her back. Under that sharp claw, even with the thick winter clothes blocking it, she was still left with three deep scars.

Just now because the situation was uncertain, Zi Nu didn't care about her injuries, but now the bone-piercing pain really dominated every inch of Zi Nu's nerves.

(End of this chapter)