Become a disciple of Huashan, but the Sword Sect

Chapter 153 Revenge for the Hengshan Sect

"Okay! Very good!" Qiu Qianren was so angry that the three corpse gods jumped, with murderous intent in their eyes: "I have rarely been involved in the world in recent years, which makes people forget the methods of my Iron Palm Gang."

As soon as he finished speaking, hurried footsteps sounded outside the hall, but hundreds of gang members swarmed in after hearing Yan Bugui's shouts, blocking the entrance to the hall.

Qiu Qianren said harshly: "Little beast, today I will let you understand what it means to be unable to fly without wings."

"One, two, three, down!" Yan Bugui raised his right hand, raising a finger every time he counted. As the word "fall" came out, the gang behind Qiu Qianren actually fell down, lying in a thick mess on the ground.

Qiu Qianren's expression suddenly changed, and he hurriedly checked the pulse of the gang at his feet, and found that the person was still alive but unconscious.

"Don't worry." Yan Bugui said with a smile: "It's just some sweat medicine, just take a sleep and you'll be fine."

After finding out the details of the Iron Palm Gang from Qiu Qianzhang, Yan Bugui took a walk in the mountains at night and put his special sweat medicine into the water in the kitchen and the wine in the warehouse.

It was inevitable that Qiu Qianren would notice it in advance. The effect of the medicine was very slow and would not take effect until Yan Bugui went up the mountain.

But it is a pity that Qiu Qianren, the leader of the gang, and the gang members do not use the same kitchen.

"Qiu Qianren, give my son his life." Yinggu couldn't hold back the hatred in her heart and flew toward him.

"Where did this crazy woman come from!" Qiu Qianren's face was ferocious, her heart felt cold for no reason, and she immediately jumped out of the palace.

Ying Gu landed on the ground with her right foot and rushed towards Qiu Qianren again like a hungry tiger: "Give my son his life!"

"Crazy woman, when did I kill your son?" Qiu Qianren was annoyed and confused when he saw her biting him.

"I'll let you know clearly." Yinggu glared at him, her eyes almost bursting with fire, and shouted in a hissing voice: "Twenty years ago, one night in the Dali Palace, you pretended to be a guard and injured a A two-year-old, that’s my son.”

"It turns out to be you." Qiu Qianren suddenly realized.

'Back then, I did go into the Dali Palace at night and injured a child. My original intention was to make Prince Duan use up his energy, but he couldn't bear to give treatment.

No, I was in disguise back then. How did this crazy woman find out about me? '

Before he could think about it, Ying Gu had already come over to him. The five fingers of her left hand gathered together, shaped like a crane's beak, and pecked at his right temple.

"Haha, you don't overestimate your capabilities." Once the truth became clear, Qiu Qianren's fear disappeared. He grabbed Yinggu's wrist with his right palm, and used the iron palm magic skill with his left hand to hit the door directly.

"This laughter is indeed you!" Yinggu felt a scorching wind coming from her palm, but driven by hatred, she did not dodge, and her right index finger touched the Laogong point on Qiu Qianren's palm. out.

"So what." Qiu Qianren sneered and suddenly saw the golden light on Ying Gu's right index finger. Without thinking, he immediately withdrew his palm and changed his moves, dodging with just a hair's breadth.

Immediately afterwards, he saw that the golden light was actually a golden ring with a thin needle. The needle was shining with light and was obviously poisonous, and it stabbed his left eye.

He is known as the Iron Palm, but his palm is not really as hard as steel. If he is pricked by this needle, he will either die or be injured.

Qiu Qianren thought he was well-known in the world, but today he was forced to shrink back by a female prostitute. He couldn't help but become angry and flexed his left hand into a claw, grabbing Yinggu's right wrist.

Silky~

Qiu Qianren successfully grabbed Yinggu's wrists with his exquisite iron palm skills, but he felt as if the other person's clothes were oiled and he couldn't hold them, and they slipped away in the next moment.

This is the loach skill that Yinggu learned from the black swamp where she lives, and it has a certain effect in resolving external forces.

Seeing that Qiu Qianren was afraid of the poisonous needle at her fingertips, she attacked even more unscrupulously.

In order to deal with Dali Duan's male finger, she also worked hard on the poisonous needle for more than ten years. Even if a fly flew in front of her eyes, she could still stab it with one needle, which was steady, fast and hard. .

The acupuncture skills she learned from Zhou Botong allowed her to strike sharply and identify and apply acupuncture points with incomparable accuracy.

Qiu Qianren was frightened by the poisonous needle. He was a master of swordsmanship at Huashan Mountain, but he still couldn't defeat Yinggu after using more than twenty moves.

"You're a stinky bitch who's kicking her nose and face." Qiu Qianren was furious, and suddenly he suddenly came to his senses. Taking advantage of Yinggu's stab at the Tanzhong point, he turned up his left robe sleeve and rolled the poisonous needle ring off her finger.

Hey~

When the ring fell to the ground, Yinggu's heart trembled, but she had no intention of retreating. She had already made up her mind that the worst possible outcome would be death.

Qiu Qianren counterattacked strongly. In order to break Yinggu's Loach Kung Fu, he used the 'Lingkun Water Absorption' among the Thirteen Skills of Iron Palm. When he grabbed Yinggu's wrist with his hands again, a strong suction force suddenly appeared. No matter how much she swung, she could not move. Break free. Yinggu's face changed slightly, her wrist seemed to be clamped by two red-hot irons, and she felt a burning pain.

Suddenly, a figure came behind Yinggu like lightning, and slapped her "Lingtai point" with two palms in succession.

Qiu Qianren suddenly felt two powerful waves of real power emanating from Yinggu's wrists, and forcefully flicked away his hands that were holding her.

After seeing clearly that the person coming was Yan Bugui, Qiu Qianren immediately became extremely vigilant.

At such a young age, the opponent was able to use such an exquisite ability to transmit energy through objects. He was definitely not what he thought before, he was just a bad guy who knew how to poison.

"As promised, I'll help you." Yan Bugui grabbed Ying Gu's shoulder and threw her back to the entrance of the hall.

What he used just now was the new Kung Fu of "killing cattle across mountains" that he learned from Beidou Dafa.

"Who is your Excellency?" Qiu Qianren's head was almost broken, and he could not figure out the origin of Yan Bugui.

Yan Bugui said: "I don't have much fame now, but maybe I will after tomorrow, just like when you wiped out Hengshan with your iron palm."

The great reputation of "Iron Palm Floating on the Water" began to spread in the world after Qiu Qianren destroyed the Hengshan Sect.

Qiu Qianren was horrified: "Are you a remnant of the Hengshan Sect?"

"That's right." Yan Bugui made a sword with his parallel fingers and used the Hengshan Sword Technique. The shadows of the sword were separated and covered all the acupuncture points on Qiu Qianren's upper body in an instant.

Qiu Qianren's pupils shrank sharply, and the opponent's sword was fast and strange. It seemed to be a fusion of the 'Returning Wind and Luoyan Sword' and the 'Thirteen Styles of Thousand Changes of Clouds and Mists'. With his eyesight, he couldn't tell the truth from the truth, so he had to retreat and dodge.

Back then, all these sword techniques were vulnerable to his iron palm. Unexpectedly, the situation today was completely reversed.

'Is this really retribution? '

Qiu Qianren retreated continuously, not very fast, but Yan Bugui's movement was faster than that, as if he was following him like a shadow.

He knew that if he defended for too long, he would lose, so if he stood up and resisted, he might still have a chance of winning. He immediately took a deep breath and used the Thirteen Techniques of Iron Palm one by one.

Qiu Qianren's Iron Palm Magic Skill has long been famous in the world. In terms of power, it is inferior to the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms and the Toad Skill. However, the subtlety of the moves has been improved several times by the two generations of gang leaders, Shangguan Jiannan and Qiu Qianren. It is slightly better than the first two by three points.

Qiu Qianren was able to barely stabilize his decline with the help of his powerful palm skills.

Yan Bugui was not surprised but overjoyed. He also used the other Four Mountains Sword Techniques to challenge him.

After a moment, when he saw Qiu Qianren's moves repeating, Yan Bugui instantly understood that he was at the end of his rope and immediately stopped holding back.

He quickly turned the sword moves into whole pieces and used the most powerful move of the Hengshan Sword Technique. All the five divine swords of Hengshan were merged into one sword, carrying a devastating force and going straight for Qiu Qianren's throat.

Qiu Qianren slapped his left palm fiercely with his right palm, and used the "Yin Yang Gui Yi" of the Thirteen Skills of Iron Palm to fight bravely.

Pong!

The moment their palms connected, Qiu Qianren felt an extremely sharp and uncontrollable energy penetrate his palm. Blood mist suddenly filled the air before his eyes, and his two palms were already covered in flesh and blood, revealing the dense white bones.

"Ah——" Qiu Qianren let out a shrill scream.

Yan Bugui took advantage of the victory and pursued the attack, turning the fingers of his right hand into a fist, advancing straight into the palace, and hit Qiu Qianren's chest with a powerful punch.

Click...

The unparalleled force of the Demon-Subduing Fist simultaneously shattered Qiu Qianren's sternum, ribs, spine and internal organs.

"Ahem..." Blood gushed out from Qiu Qianren's mouth. He glared at Yan Bugui with vicious eyes, and then his body swayed and he fell to the ground.

(End of this chapter)