Become a disciple of Huashan, but the Sword Sect

Chapter 131 The spiritual master has failed

"Master!"

Liang Ziweng's second and third disciples were so frightened by the tragic situation of their senior brother that they did not dare to attack Guo Jing rashly, so they all came to Liang Ziweng and helped him up.

"This thief is really evil!" Liang Ziwen's left arm was sore and numb, and there was a burning pain in his palm, which was shaking.

"Come together." He circulated Zhenqi twice on his left arm. After easing the injury, Liang Ziwen called his two disciples and rushed towards Guo Jing again.

He took the lead, and his disciples attacked from both sides.

Guo Jing saw that the medicine hoe was coming at a fast pace, and immediately jumped into the air, followed by turning his body upside down in the air, and sent out a "flying dragon in the sky" palm from his head and feet, which directly hit the heavenly spirit above Liang Ziwen's head.

Call ~

The wind from the palm came down, and before the move came, the force had already arrived. Liang Ziweng suddenly felt his body sink, and he couldn't get away. He could only stand up and raise the medicine hoe with all his strength.

Click!

The medicine hoe was struck by Guo Jing's palm, and the seven-foot-long hoe pole broke into twenty or thirty pieces and fell to the ground in front of Liang Ziwen.

"Hiss—" Liang Ziwen couldn't help but waved his right hand, and blood was already visible from the tiger's mouth.

Guo Jing rolled over and landed on the ground. Liang Ziweng's two apprentices took the opportunity to grab his arms from both sides, using their strong grasping hands from outside the pass.

Guo Jing stepped out with his right foot, turned around, turned to face the two of them, and launched the 'Shocking Baili' move.

boom!

Two muffled sounds overlapped, and both of them were palmed in the chest at the same time. Blood spurted out from their mouths. They fell to the side of the senior brother like a kite with its string broken, and they were already seriously injured and could not get up.

Guo Jing thought about what Hong Qigong had taught him when he first taught him the palm technique. As a person, you must be like the trick of "A strong dragon has regrets", and you must leave room for it.

Therefore, he did not use all his strength when he struck out the palm, otherwise the lives of these two people would have been in danger at this moment.

However, the precious blood of the viper was Liang Ziwen's 20 years of hard work. Just when it was about to be completed, it was intercepted by Guo Jing. How could he let it go? Especially when he saw that Guo Jing had improved so much in martial arts, and all this was supposed to belong to him, he felt even more jealous and angry.

"You thief, return my precious blood." Seeing Guo Jing's superb palm skills, Liang Ziwen felt contempt in his heart and used the unique skill of his life - 'Liaodong Wild Fox Fist'.

This was when he was collecting ginseng in Changbai Mountain, and he accidentally saw a hound fighting with a wild fox, and he got the idea from the wild fox.

The boxing technique is based on the four-character formula of "spirit, dodge, pounce, and fall" and is specially used to deal with enemies who are better than one's own martial arts.

When approaching the battlefield, you must first make sure that the enemy cannot figure out where you are going to move forward, retreat, or dodge to the left or right, and then wait for the opportunity to attack.

Guo Jing saw that Liang Ziweng dodged before attacking, hiding in the middle of the fall. He had never seen such a strange boxing technique before, and he couldn't help but be surprised.

'Although Rong'er's Luoying Shenjian palm has many false moves, after all, five are false and one is true, or eight are false and one is true, but this old man's boxing technique seems to be all false. I wonder what he is doing? '

Thinking of this, Guo Jing suddenly remembered Hong Qigong's previous instructions.

'No matter how varied the enemy's moves are, you only need to use the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms honestly. '

woohoo hoo...

Guo Jing opened the Dragon Subduing Palm on his own, and the surging energy spread in all directions. As expected, Liang Ziwen did not dare to take a direct hit. He jumped left and right. He blew his beard and glared anxiously, but he could not get close to three feet in front of Guo Jing.

"Liang Weng, let me help you." Master Lingzhi shook his head repeatedly. After he finished speaking, he strode towards Guo Jing, used the big mudra technique with his right palm, and concentrated on patting the back of his heart.

Guo Jing hurriedly turned around to parry, hooking his wrist with his left hand and hitting the opponent's chest directly with his right palm.

That night at Prince Zhao's Mansion in Zhongdu City, Wang Chuyi and Master Lingzhi were injured in the fist fight. He still had fresh memories of it, and he didn't dare to underestimate the enemy in the slightest. He used his full strength to use the "Hidden Dragon, Don't Use" move.

With the viper's precious blood protecting his body, Guo Jing was not afraid of Master Lingzhi's poisonous sand palm.

Snapped!

Master Lingzhi's attack with his right palm was blocked, and he touched it with his left hand. His whole body was suddenly shaken.

Guo Jing was knocked back a few steps by the force of his palm, knowing that this great monk specializes in palm skills and his palm strength is even stronger than Liang Ziwen's, so it would be difficult to deal with it.

"You brat, you're dead." Liang Ziweng and Master Lingzhi came together and launched a flanking attack on Guo Jing, and the battle situation immediately reversed.

Although Guo Jing was able to teach the full set of Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, his cultivation was still shallow after all.

When fighting alone, he was not afraid of any one of them, but when faced with two people joining forces, he was ultimately unable to cope, and fell into a disadvantage within a few moves.

Wanyankang thought to himself: "Master is very fond of Guo Jing. If I don't save him now, I will definitely make him dissatisfied, and I'm afraid Nianci will also be angry." Liang Weng, Master, I’m sorry. '

Seeing Master Lingzhi taking advantage of Liang Ziwen's entanglement with Guo Jing, he used his red palm to attack Guo Jing. Wan Yankang knew it was a poisonous sand palm, and immediately stepped forward, using the "Wild Horse Parting Mane" technique to guide and unload it. Lost the strength of Master Lingzhi's palm. "Little prince, what do you mean?" Master Lingzhi stopped in surprise.

Wanyan Kang said: "He is a disciple of Northern Beggar Hong Qigong. If you guys hurt him, the consequences will be disastrous."

"Bei Beggar? Isn't that amazing?" Master Lingzhi lives in a corner of the southwest and knows nothing about the martial arts in the Central Plains. He has never heard of the names of the four great masters today.

"What!?" Liang Ziwen suddenly turned pale with fright, his offensive stopped abruptly, he looked at Guo Jing as if he had seen a ghost, and said in a trembling voice: "You, you, you, are you the disciple of Gang Leader Hong?"

"That's right." Guo Jing looked at him with a puzzled face: "Do you also know Qi Gong? Then let's not fight, okay?"

Liang Ziweng's face was pale, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he asked tentatively: "So, Gang Leader Hong is here too?"

Guo Jing nodded and said, "Yes, my master is resting at a nearby inn."

Liang Ziwen took a breath: "Master, we encountered a tough situation today, it's better for us to leave first."

Master Lingzhi wondered: "Who is this Northern Beggar? You are also the head of a sect after all, and you are a famous town outside the pass. Why are you so afraid?"

"Master doesn't know something." Liang Ziweng said with a panic expression: "Dongxie, Xidu, Nandi, and Beibei are equally famous in the world. They are the four most powerful people in the Central Plains martial arts world. Their martial arts are unfathomable.

Hong Qigong is the leader of the Beggar Clan. He is very powerful and we cannot afford to offend him. "

"Haha!" Master Lingzhi said: "After talking for a long time, I thought he was an expert, but it turns out he is just a beggar leader begging for food and catching snakes."

"Master, be careful what you say!" Liang Ziweng was shocked.

Guo Jing looked unhappy.

Wanyankang looked at Master Lingzhi with disgust in his eyes. Even if he is ignorant, he is still so arrogant. The so-called clown is nothing more than that.

At the same time, a trace of doubt arose in his mind: 'What great things can be accomplished with this kind of person? Thank God if it's not bad. '

"What a loud tone!" A woman's voice suddenly came from outside the forest, and then a white shadow flew in and landed next to Guo Jing. It was Huang Rong.

When Liang Ziwen saw that she was holding a bamboo stick as green as emerald in her hand, his pupils shrank: "D-dog stick! Gang Leader Hong is really here!"

"Bei Beggar is as famous as Dong Xie. If you look down on Qi Gong, you look down on my father. I will teach you a lesson for them today." Huang Rong stared at Master Lingzhi. She quickly counted with her left hand and raised the dog-beating stick with her right hand to attack him suddenly. passed.

The Luoying Divine Sword was deployed with the dexterous movement of 'Ling Ao Bu'. In an instant, the rapidly dancing dog-beating stick brought up the blue-colored sword shadows all over the sky, waving out like fallen leaves in a strong wind.

Master Lingzhi couldn't help but be dazzled for a while, thinking that Guo Jing, a disciple of the Northern Beggar, was not weak in palm skills, and Dongxie's daughter must also have amazing artistic skills. He immediately took out his personal weapons from under his cassock and held a pair of large copper cymbals in his hands.

Just when he was about to take action, he suddenly saw Huang Rong disappear in front of his eyes. He was surprised to feel a strong wind surging behind his head. There was a "pop" sound and severe pain came from the back of his neck. The 'Dazhui point' had been sealed.

This is the flaw in Master Lingzhi's martial arts. Huang Rong's martial arts training was not enough to detect it originally. Coincidentally, she just learned 'Daizong Hao' not long ago, and she has gained some proficiency in the past few days. .

Moreover, she was actually outside the woods before Wan Yankang took action, and she had already seen Master Lingzhi's martial arts clearly and understood it clearly.

Her internal strength was shallow, so to be on the safe side, she first used the "Luoying Divine Sword" feint to confuse the enemy's sight, and then she actually used "Daizong Hao" and launched a thunderous strike.

The spiritual master didn't know why. He was neither spiritual nor wise at the moment. He never expected that a little girl could have such keen eyesight.

In the midst of horror, he suddenly felt the fat on the back of his neck tighten, and then he felt the true energy in his body pouring out from the 'Dazhui Point', and his expression suddenly changed.

"W-what are you doing? Let me go!"

Huang Rong snorted coldly: "You have seen Bei Beggar's Kungfu in the hands of Brother Jing, now I want you to see Dong Xie's ability."

She knew very well that Yan Bugui didn't want Wanyankang to know about the 'Six Yang Snow Melting Kung Fu', so she put this kung fu on her father's body.

"Auntie, have mercy on me!" Master Lingzhi was so frightened that his liver and gallbladder split. Unexpectedly, the more he spoke, the faster his Qi was lost. It was like a river bursting its banks. No matter how hard he used his energy, he could not escape.

Not long after, all the energy that he had cultivated throughout his life had been sucked away by Huang Rong. His face was ashen, his eyes were dim, and his whole figure had been drained of all its muscles and bones, and he fell limply to the ground.

Wanyankang and Liang Ziweng looked at each other, their eyes widening in shock.

(End of this chapter)