Zhutian: My skills are not serious

Chapter 288 Li Qingluo: I’m so happy about this monk son-in-law

Apricot Grove West, Tianning Temple.

The dark clouds gathered and dispersed, dispersed and gathered again, and the frogs and birds squawked.

call.

The wind howled and the buzzing was loud.

A splitting palm force rolled up the dead branches and leaves on the ground, spinning like a dragon, with an astonishing momentum.

The iron cane on the opposite side danced like an airtight force, and kept chirping with energy. However, it was still unable to withstand the force of the incoming palm and was knocked up into the sky. The person behind used the cane and retreated continuously, and the messy hair on the shoulders rose in the wind. , his sinister eyes narrowed again and again, his facial muscles twitched a few times, and he finally suppressed the sweet smell in his throat without vomiting blood.

"Boss, how are you? You can't die. If you die, these people will definitely kill us."

The rough voice was naturally none other than Yue Laosan, the third among the four evil villains.

At this moment, he, Ye Erniang, Yun Zhonghe, including Helian Tieshu, the general of Xixia Yipintang who conquered the east, and many Xixia warriors, some were covering their hearts with their hands, some were breathing heavily, and some had pale faces. He had no fighting spirit in front of the angry Beggars' disciples.

It turned out that a fragment of sword energy penetrated the thick wooden door of the hall and continued to force the force. It was nailed into his shoe, drilling a hole and grazing his big toe.

Duan Yanqing had no choice but to choose a hard connection.

It could be seen that Qiao Feng was very excited, his eyes were solemn, his whole body was tense, and the veins on his arms and neck popped out.

"Huh, useless trash, if you all die, I won't die either."

Duan Yanqing did not expect Monk Kong to actually learn the Six Meridians Divine Sword of Duan of Dali. Qiao Feng lamented that he had not been found for a long time, but he did not expect that he accidentally bumped into him at Tianning Temple.

"Duan Yanqing, take a good look, this is the true power of Dali Duan's secret art."

"It's you?!"

"Yes, I not only know who the real murderer of Ma Dayuan is, but I also know who wrote the letter to Wang Jiantong."

Qiao Feng dodged and grabbed his palms left and right. The loess and dead leaves turned into two tornadoes and swept across the battlefield.

Five sword qi came from nowhere and met in the middle of the battlefield. The frightening sharp energy turned into a whirlpool. Not only did it tear Qiao Feng's palm into pieces, the broken sword qi also scattered around. It made a popping sound all around, hitting rocks, wood, and soil. The water tank three feet away exploded with a bang, and half the tank of water poured out onto the ground.

"Let me ask you, do you know who the murderer was who killed Deputy Gang Leader Ma?"

"Which son of a bitch did this? Ouch, it hurts your grandpa-in-law to death."

When he reaches this level of martial arts, he no longer needs to use those fancy martial arts moves, he just needs to defeat them with force.

Because just now, Qiao Feng came to the door, wounded the three villains and Xixia masters, and rescued the captured Beggar Clan disciples.

Sounds coming from far and near floated into the temple.

"Boss, then we are useless if we can't beat him. Now that you can't defeat him, aren't you also useless?"

Fortunately, Duan Yanqing arrived in time and fought with Qiao Feng for dozens of rounds, but was ultimately defeated. The iron crutch collapsed and flew away, showing his defeat.

No one spoke or paid attention to him. The people from Xixia Yipin Hall and the Beggar Clan were all looking at the man who fell from the sky and intervened in the fight between Duan Yanqing and Qiao Feng.

Duan Yanqing took advantage of the conversation with Yue Laosan to calm down his inner breath, and used a sweeping kick to shake up countless fallen leaves and iron crutches. He picked them up in his hand and moved forward, shooting a powerful finger force towards the expressionless former leader of the Beggar Clan in front of him.

Both sides of the battle exclaimed at the same time.

"Yue Laosan, I think you are tired of living."

"Who? Tell me quickly, who it is!"

"I'll say it if you ask me to? Why? I won't say it!"

Chu Pingsheng has always been a master who will retaliate for his anger and will not be able to afford early benefits. What does it have to do with Qiao Feng being a hero? What's more, in the apricot forest, Qiao Feng believed whatever other people said, and he even fought against Bao BuTong, a guy who thought about how to overthrow Song Ting every day and ran counter to the Beggar Clan's ideals.

Now he is naturally happy that Qiao Yingxiong also has a taste of being wronged.

Qiao Feng was furious: "Don't force me to kill you."

In his mind, Monk Kong Kong had befriended the four evil men, killed Shaolin Master Xuanbei, and was a shameless lewd monk. Killing him was a act of chivalry, so naturally he would not be polite to Chu Pingsheng.

"What a joke, can you kill me?" Chu Pingsheng circled his left hand, sucked his right hand diagonally, moved both palms together, and thrust forward: "Qiao Feng, if you can break this trick, I will kill whoever is The murderer of Ma Dayuan will tell you."

hold head high……

A shocking dragon roar rose into the sky.

The phantom of the dragon head visible to the naked eye rushed towards Qiao Feng with the roaring wind and air waves.

The faces of the Beggar Clan disciples watching the battle, Li Qingluo, Wang Yuyan, A'Zhu Abi, and the black-turbaned Murong Fu who had just entered the temple changed greatly.

Is this the Twenty-Eight Dragon Subduing Palms?
What is this, the Twenty-Eight Dragon Subduing Palms!
Qiao Feng's face was as dark as water, his arms were raised, dust rose up behind him, his palms were pressed down suddenly, veins popped out in his wrists, and his bones crackled. With the murderous intent in his eyes and a loud shout, he played Dragon Subduing Twenty-Eight The most powerful move in the palm is to subdue the dragon and subdue the tiger.

Dust filled the sky, the wind howled like a roar, two peerless palms came into contact in the air, puff puff puff, air explosions continued, and loess spread everywhere within a range of one foot. With quick vision and deep inner strength, he saw the dragon head phantom swallowing up the remaining palm power of the ultimate move "Subduing the Dragon and Subduing the Tiger" before disappearing, and then split into two strands of greatly weakened virtual energy that passed through Qiao Feng's body.

snort!
Qiao Feng swayed and took two steps back. He felt his chest was tight, his internal energy was at the bottom, and his meridians were already sore and tingling.

There was silence inside and outside the hall.

Back in Apricot Grove, the Beggars Clan thought that their leader Qiao was as powerful as Monk Kong Kong, but now it seemed that the latter was clearly superior.

"Hahahaha, you son of a bitch, Qiao Feng, stop being crazy now."

It was Yue Laosan again who was jumping around. He was scolding Chu Pingsheng just now, but in the blink of an eye his buttocks were crooked.

"Come again!"

Qiao Feng ignored him and wanted to force the monk to reveal the real murderer of Ma Dayuan.

"You will die with the next palm." Chu Pingsheng said expressionlessly.

The biggest problem for a master who becomes stronger from the outside in is that his internal strength recovery speed is relatively slow. Unlike him, who has the foundation of Nine Yin and Nine Yang, even if he uses high-consuming tricks such as the mighty Tianlong Subduing Demon Palm and the Iron Palm Flame Knife continuously. After emptying the lower Dantian, as long as you make good use of your body skills and turn into a wandering battle, your true energy will quickly regenerate.

Qiao Feng snorted coldly: "You can try."

"Killing you will do me no good."

"Let me ask you again, who is the murderer of Deputy Gang Leader Ma?!"

"Qiao Feng, if you keep talking, you may not even see Qiao Sanhuai and his wife for the last time."

The words "Qiao Sanhuai" hit his ears. Qiao Feng couldn't hold back any longer. He looked at the empty monk in front of him who told the Beggar Clan disciples, Tan Gong, Tan Po and others to get out of here. He said, "If something happens to them, I will never let them go." "You", he jumped on Helian Tieshu's horse, shook the reins and urged the horse to run wildly.

Chu Pingsheng couldn't help but roll his eyes, thinking that he was indeed a reckless man. People with this kind of temper were really not suitable to hold power.

"Amitabha, layman Duan, meet again."

After watching the Beggar Clan disciples leave, Chu Pingsheng pretended to greet Duan Yanqing.

"Humph."

Of course, Duan Yanqing would not look good on Chu Pingsheng. He had suffered a lot back in the Valley of Ten Thousand Tribulations. As the leader of the Four Evil Men, he could be said to have lost all his face.

"Let's find a place to talk."

"What do I have to talk to you about?"

"You have nothing to talk about with me, but you should have something to talk about with Murong Fu. One of you wants to regain the throne day and night, and the other is dedicated to regaining Dayan. It stands to reason that we should have a common language."

"..."

……

After half a stick of incense.

In a side hall of Tianning Temple, Duan Yanqing sat on an old rosewood bench with an iron crutch, his gloomy face showing no microexpression that could reveal his thoughts.

Li Qingluo's disgusted eyes wandered over the peeling paint of the Buddha statue and the yellowed wall, waving her hands from time to time to disperse the unpleasant smell in front of her.

Murong Fu stood opposite Duan Yanqing, having taken off the black cloth used to cover his face, his fiery eyes fixed on the latter's face.

"What? Are you the son of Emperor Shangde, Prince Yanqing?"

"Humph."

Duan Yanqing squeezed his eyes with a fierce look.

Chu Pingsheng stood in front of the door with his hands behind his hands and said calmly: "Even if Dali is far away from Jiangnan, the well-informed forces should have obtained first-hand information about the farce in the Valley of Ten Thousand Tribulations. Murong Fu, your intelligence system... is not good."

"I have been active in Xixia recently. I learned that Helian Tieshu was on an envoy to the Song Dynasty, so I followed his Xixia Yipintang back to the Central Plains. I haven't even returned to Yanziwu. How can I know what happened in Dali?"

Murong Fu was still making excuses for his uselessness.

Chu Pingsheng did not expose him, but took a few glances at Li Qingluo's breasts, walked to the Buddha statue in the middle of the side hall, raised his monk's clothes slightly, and looked at the face of Medicine Buddha overlooking all living beings.

"Although Emperor Baoding has blocked the news, many civil servants and generals of Dali Kingdom have known about it, and there are also many rumors in the market. Emperor Baoding has recently implemented a benevolent policy of exempting salt tax in order to appease his subjects and bring this matter to light. The impact is minimized. After all, the Prince of Yanqing is still alive. As an emperor, he has some unjustified reputations. Presumably, Duan Jushi left Dali to join Xixia Yipintang, which also made Dali favored by Emperor De and dissatisfied Emperor Ming and Baoding. The emperor's ministers know that you not only have the desire to regain the throne, but also have the strength to regain the throne."

Duan Yanqing's sinister eyes were almost blurry. He did not expect that this empty monk was not only incredibly skilled in martial arts, but also had a very good political sense. He was not comparable to that group of people who only knew how to fight bravely.

Li Qingluo's eyes were also brightened. Although she was a woman, she liked to raise camellias, help mistresses kill their first wives, and hated men, but she still had the vision that a wealthy family should have. She originally thought that Monk Kong was here for Xiaowu in the blessed land of Langhuan. Xiang Gong just sneaked into Mantuo Villa. Later, when he saw his daughter Wang Yuyan, he became interested in sex again. He stopped pretending to be a monk, and even got the empty nickname of a lewd monk in the martial arts world. Looking back now, it seems... this monk every time Every meeting can bring surprise or shock to people.

Only Murong Fu felt very unhappy because Monk Kong looked like he was giving advice.

"Emperor Baoding has been in business for many years and his throne is stable. The general of Xixia Yipintang, Helian Tieshu, is also a master who doesn't let go of rabbits or hawks. I'm afraid it won't be that easy to make a comeback with this."

(End of this chapter)