Zongwu: Longevity starts from marrying a wife down the mountain

Chapter 111 Qin Cang VS Li Mochou!
The street on the left side of the inn.

Hearing that people from all walks of life were fighting, passers-by stopped one after another, ready to watch the excitement.

Among them, there are many people from the rivers and lakes with swords and swords, discussing the outcome of this dispute.

A vacuum area soon formed on the street. Qin Cang, his younger junior sister Yue Lingshan, and the red-trained fairy Li Mochou in an apricot-yellow Taoist robe stood in the center.

"I want to see, where do you two have the confidence to say that you can abolish my cultivation?"

Li Mochou looked calm, she lightly held Fuchen and stood with her hands behind her back, staring at the two not far away with cold eyes.

The internal strength cultivation at the peak of the third rank, and the powerful martial arts of the ancient tomb sect are behind her, which is her confidence to travel around the rivers and lakes and kill the heartless men.

Even though she was called a female devil by many people and was hunted down by many so-called upright people, she was still able to deal with it calmly.

"Where does the confidence come from? You will know after you fight."

Qin Cang smiled slightly and said so.

Of course, it is the Nine Suns Divine Art, the Eighteen Palms Subduing the Dragon, and the Golden Bell Mask... the confidence given.

He still has confidence in dealing with Li Mochou who is no more than the second rank.

In fact, he was quite helpless in the face of this sudden confrontation.

This crazy woman, if she disagrees with her, she will do it directly, and she won't do it if she doesn't accept her move.

Only by defeating it can this farce end.

Immediately, Qin Cang turned his eyes to his junior sister Yue Lingshan: "Shan'er, go and watch from the side first, I can deal with her alone."

"Well, senior brother, be careful."

Yue Lingshan nodded obediently, then stepped back to watch the battle.

Seeing this situation, a strange look flashed in Li Mochou's eyes, but soon, the strange look in her eyes was replaced by coldness.

"Treat me alone? What a big tone!"

Li Mochou's face darkened, her bright almond eyes were extremely cold.

See this scene.

Many people from all over the world watching the battle also clicked their tongues.

"This handsome young man is really easy to take on. He can deal with Li Mochou by himself without implicating that little girl."

"Hehe, this is not a responsibility. It is clearly courting death. There may be a glimmer of hope for the two of them to join forces. Fighting alone will definitely lose."

"A newborn calf is not afraid of tigers. I think that when I first entered the rivers and lakes, I was just like this handsome little brother. I acted rashly until..."

"..."

There were constant discussions around, all talking about Qin Cang's overreaching, that a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, and so on.

The reputation of Li Mochou, the Chilian Fairy, was earned by the real thing.

An unknown newcomer in the rivers and lakes is tantamount to courting death if he fights alone.

"Since you are looking for death, then I will fulfill you."

Li Mochou stared straight at Qin Cang, and said coldly.

The voice just fell.

Li Mochou suddenly jumped up, and in an instant, her figure moved a few feet and appeared in front of Qin Cang.

call out--

Li Mochou held the whisk in her hand and swept across the air, the crystal clear threads of the whisk struck Qin Cang's chest.

Although the strands of white silk threads are extremely soft, they are extremely tough under the influence of pure internal force.

Soft yet strong, it contains astonishing power, and it will hurt you if you touch it.

However, the silk thread is ultimately no match for the unparalleled sharpness of the sword.

The moment the crystal silk thread touched the sharp blade, a lot of it was cut off.

Countless glittering and translucent silk threads flow freely, falling from the sky like catkins.

Seeing this situation, Li Mochou's pupils suddenly shrank slightly, and there was an unconcealable astonishment in her apricot eyes.

This whisk was given to her by her master Lin Chaoying.

The silk whisk is made of a very special material. The silk spun by the spirit beast ice silkworm is extremely tough, and it is difficult for ordinary swords to damage it.

Even if it is a magic weapon, it cannot be easily cut off.

Unless the opponent uses the sharp weapon of the magic weapon, but also possesses extremely masculine internal force, which just restrains the coldness in the ice silk, can it be cut off.

Clearly, the current opponent has both.

"No wonder you have the confidence to fight me alone. I underestimated you."

Li Mochou's face was frosty, she clenched her teeth, her slightly calm voice revealed endless coldness.

This whisk means a lot to her.

However, Qin Cang swung his sword and cut off the silk thread of the whisk in half, which made her feel extremely angry.

"Of course, if you don't have any strength, how dare you fight Fairy Chilian alone."

Qin Cang said with a smile.

While speaking, Qin Cang turned his wrist and swung his sword again.

Although Li Mochou, who was dressed in an apricot-yellow Taoist robe, was extremely glamorous and a little seductive in uniform, Qin Cang obviously didn't want to have too much interaction with her.

This woman is a bit ruthless and obsessed, making it difficult to get along with her.

At this moment, Qin Cang just wanted to defeat him as soon as possible, and it was the kind of defeat that would make him lose his will to fight again.

If Li Mochou is not subdued and loses the will to fight again, he may face a lot of trouble in the future, or continue to be harassed.

It was the last thing he wanted to see.

call out--

The sword light was dazzling, like a blue rainbow rushing down, while singing softly and trembling, pierced the sky, and rushed towards Li Mochou violently.

Having learned the lesson from the previous fight, Li Mochou obviously has no intention of continuing to use the whisk to face the tough sword.

If the weapon is restrained, it will be a close combat.

I saw Li Mochou's footsteps moved slightly, her waist swayed lightly, like a narcissus trembling slightly, and with an incomparably dexterous posture, she easily avoided Qin Cang's sword.

The martial art of the Ancient Tomb Sect has always been known for its lightness and agility, and its lightness of movement is even more outstanding, with astonishing speed.

This is where Li Mochou's biggest reliance on walking the rivers and lakes lies.

After avoiding the sword's edge, Li Mochou moved to the left side of Qin Cang's body. Without the slightest hesitation, she raised her arm and waved her palm brazenly.

It is Chilian Fairy's unique skill, Chilian Divine Palm.

The palm wind was turbulent, but there was a faint fragrance.

During the fight, there was a strange fragrance, which was obviously poisonous.

But Qin Cang was not too worried.

Nine Suns Divine Kungfu is a magical technique of blood and cows, with high blood and thick defenses, and extremely high resistance, which can easily resist most poisons in the world.

hold head high--

Along with a deep and extremely penetrating dragon roar sounded.

Li Mochou suddenly changed color.

Palm out the dragon chant! ?
Could it be the legendary Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms!

The moment her palms intersected, Li Mochou's heart shook violently, and she confirmed her conjecture.

She only felt an extremely domineering palm force coming from the opponent's palm, and at the same time, there was also an incomparably masculine internal force gushing out.

The two are superimposed on each other, and there is an unstoppable and unmatched power.

bang——

The collision of internal forces, centered on the two of them, created a powerful shock wave, which quickly spread in all directions.

Immediately afterwards, Li Mochou flew upside down, flipping around in the air several times before landing on the ground a few meters away.

It's just that as soon as his feet touched the ground, he couldn't help but took a few steps back, and at the same time, the corners of his lips were slightly closed, and a stream of bright red blood spilled out.

"Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms..."

Li Mochou looked at Qin Cang, covered her stuffy chest with her palms, and her charming and white face was full of inconceivable expressions.

She never expected that this handsome young man in front of her could be so powerful.

After fighting for only a moment, the opponent revealed things that surprised her one after another.

Peerless magic weapon, extremely masculine internal force, eighteen palms of the beggar gang's unique skill to subdue the dragon.

Combining these three things together, it is obvious that the origin of the other party is extraordinary.

see this scene.

All the people from the rivers and lakes watching couldn't help but widen their eyes, and their faces were full of shock.

How could they not be shocked by the completely unexpected battle situation and the revelation of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.

"The Eighteen Palms of the Beggar Clan's unique skill of subduing the dragon... I actually saw the unique skill of the heavens!?"

"Who is this? He doesn't look like a disciple of the Beggar Clan. How could he know the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms?"

"Except for one named Qiao Feng, I don't think I've ever heard of anyone in the younger generation of the Beggar Clan who can subdue the dragon."

"Wait... I remember that there seemed to be a rumor in the Jianghu some time ago that there was a man named Qin Cang from the Huashan Sect, who was favored by Hong Qigong, the leader of the Beggar Clan, and taught him the eighteen palms of subduing the dragon."

"Holy shit, I've heard of it before, but I always thought it was fake news, just rumors. How could Hong Qigong, the leader of the beggar gang, pass on the secret knowledge of the gang to other gangster sects at will, but I didn't expect this news to come true. it is true!"

"..."

The Eighteen Eighteenth Applause of the Beggar Clan's unique knowledge of subduing the dragon is well-known, and almost everyone in the world knows it.

When it was rumored that Hong Qigong, the leader of the Beggar Clan, would pass on such unique knowledge to an unrelated Huashan disciple.

After hearing this news, many people did not believe it, thinking it was just a rumor.

After all, the Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon is a unique skill of the Beggar Clan, so how could it be easily spread to other sects.

But now the facts are in front of them, and they have no choice but to believe it.

In the discussion of the surrounding audience.

Qin Cang looked calm, holding the hilt of the sword in his hand, pointed the tip of the sword obliquely at the ground, stepped forward slowly, and gradually approached Li Mochou.

"We have no grievances or enmities, and I don't want to fight you, but you force me to fight, so I can only fight."

"Now you know where my confidence comes from."

Seeing Qin Cang approaching unhurriedly, a slight panic flashed in Li Mochou's eyes.

She knew that she had hit the iron plate today.

After only two rounds of fighting, she was completely at a disadvantage. She was no match for using weapons or close combat, and she even suffered a little internal injury.

Continuing to fight is tantamount to courting death.

(End of this chapter)