Eagle Archer's Gale Sword

() Hou Qingyun saw Lei Meng baring his teeth and grinning fiercely, looking like a monkey, he couldn't help laughing and said: "You asked for this."

He didn't dodge or dodge, he came first with his claws behind, caught the short master's wrist, and pulled past. He squeezed his wrist and struggled hastily, but Hou Qingyun's fingers were so rigid that he couldn't move even with all his strength.

Hou Qingyun pulled the dwarf lion, suddenly swung his arm up and down, and swung Lei Meng up like a windmill. The poor and majestic Jiangxi dwarf lion was thrown in the air by him and flew back and forth. , I don't know what year it is.

Hou Qingyun waved it around ten times, seeing that the dwarf was completely stupefied, so he threw it again, Lei Meng drew an arc in the air, and fell into the water, he was dizzy, and even struggled weakly in the water, floating up and down He poured a few mouthfuls of lake water hard, and seeing that he was about to drown, several heroes of Taihu Lake hurried forward to rescue him.

"Look at me!"

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After Hou Qingyun threw No.13 into the water, no one dared to come on stage again.The two groups of people in the audience are clearly divided, one side is the underworld people applauding in unison, while the so-called white way on the other side is silent.

Wu Qinglie and Qian Qingjian stood arrogantly under the stage, cheering for Hou Qingyun. Although they were covered in mud and described as a mess, no one laughed at them at this time, but they were a little envious and jealous.

"Unfortunately, Jianghu..."

Hou Qingyun stood proudly on the stage, waiting for the next challenger. He could hear everyone's discussion clearly, and he was disdainful in his heart: Unlucky Jianghu?

Pooh!

No matter black cat or white cat, anyone who can steal fish is a thief cat.

The reverse is also a meaning.

Standing on the stage, Hou Qingyun saw that no one came up to challenge for a long time, and was about to jump off, when suddenly he said "wait a minute", and floated onto the stage in a yellow shadow.

The visitor was vigorous and handsome, about 30 years old, wearing a cloud-patterned apricot-yellow costume, holding a folding fan, and a chic attitude. He turned out to be a handsome young man.

Seeing his appearance, Hou Qingyun didn't look like a fool, so he said: "If you go into the water, it will be a pity for this clothes!"

What he meant was: I'm afraid you are not as valuable as this clothes...

This Young Master Jia jumped onto the stage, and was not in a hurry to confront Hou Qingyun. Instead, he put away his folding fan in a leisurely manner, turned his back to Hou Qingyun, and punched the audience surrounded by the audience a few times before saying loudly: " Heroes and heroes, let's go to Gusu Yanziwu, Murong Chong!"

Someone from the audience shouted loudly: "It turns out to be Mr. Murong, who has admired his name for a long time!"

A person next to him said: "Who is Murong Chong? Is he very powerful?"

"I don't know, I haven't heard of it."

"Then what did you call 'Jiu Yang Da Ming' just now?"

"Our side is at a disadvantage, so we have to shout loudly!"

"........."

Everyone whispered under the stage, only to hear Murong Chong continue: "For a hundred years, the Jin people have killed and enslaved our people. Although I, Murong Chong, am not talented, I have cultivated this ability by myself. I really want to serve the country... "

Murong Chong babbled non-stop on the stage, everyone felt baffled and didn't know what he wanted to do, "You're fighting, why are you talking about books?"

But Hou Qingyun understood this kid's plan, he wanted to use the scene where everyone was watching to create momentum for himself.

As for why he wanted to be famous, Hou Qingyun didn't bother to bother, "If you want to steal my limelight, you have to have real skills!"

"...So we need to unite as one to fight against the Tartars..."

Seeing that Murong Chong was chattering endlessly, and the rough people in the audience were getting impatient, Hou Qingyun couldn't help reminding: "Mr. Murong, let's fight first, and then talk about reasoning."

Murong Chong turned around and said with a slight smile, "That's fine, what's the young hero Gao's name?"

Hou Qingyun said: "Yellow River Gang, Hou Qingyun."

Murong Chong said in his heart: I have finally waited for this opportunity to become famous, right now the heroes of both black and white are watching, I have made great achievements in 'fighting and turning the stars', and I am about to turn the clouds and rains, talking and laughing to point out the country...

Hou Qingyun thought to himself: Don't you have a chic attitude?hey-hey……

Murong Chong raised his posture, and said in a deep voice: "Then young hero, be careful!"

"Good talk, good talk!"

Murong Chong took the lead in the move, he shook his brocade robe, stepped on the business, and pointed at Hou Qingyun with a parallel stroke.

Hou Qingyun saw that his fingering skills were strange, and there was a faint strong wind, and he was surprised: "This kid has some skills."Hou Qingyun slapped a few palms casually, and Murong Chong felt the wind was blowing, obviously he couldn't fight recklessly, and immediately used several body skills in succession, which managed to avoid Hou Qingyun's palm, with a look of shock on his face, " This palm technique, this strength, how is it possible?"

In fact, Hou Qingyun only used [-]% of his strength.

Murong Chong's agility is quite good, and he has been undefeated for more than ten rounds under Hou Qingyun's hands, which is already considered pretty good.Hou Qingyun suddenly accelerated, grabbing the shoulder of Murong Chong who couldn't dodge in time, a burst of abundant Nine Yang True Yuan penetrated into Murong Chong's shoulder, and was about to seal all the acupuncture points on his shoulder, but he was just about to let go, Murong Chong' The kung fu of "Dou Zhuan Xing Yi" was activated, and his Nine Yang True Yuan was shot back.

What kind of work is this?

Hou Qingyun was startled, only to feel that the Nine Yang True Yuan that had been shot back merged into his body again, and he returned to calm.

Seeing the futility of internal strength, Hou Qingyun's thoughts turned, grabbed Murong Chong's shoulder, and pulled him back suddenly, and then shot like the wind, instantly sealing all the acupuncture points on Murong Chong's chest and left and right arms .

Hou Qingyun lifted Murong Chong, whose upper body was numb and only his two legs could move, and threw all his strength at the mud stall on the river bank.

Murong Chong straightened his body, drew an arc in the air like a cannonball, and nailed it with incomparable precision into the muddy mud on the shore of Taihu Lake. His upper body sank into the mud, only his two legs dangling helplessly... …

Everyone was dumbfounded at first, but when they saw Murong Chong's legs kicking wildly in the quagmire, no matter the underworld or the white way, they all burst into laughter.

After finishing all this, Hou Qingyun clapped his hands, and said loudly: "Don't blame me for not reminding you, Mr. Murong can't get up by himself. If you don't rescue him sooner, you might die from eating mud..."

"Son!"

A few servant-like people exclaimed, and quickly rushed towards the muddy swamp, seeing his legs kicking wildly, several servants hurriedly pressed his legs, and slowly rushed Murong to death. Lifted up from the mud, seeing the 'clay figurine' Murong Chong retching out a large lump of rotten mud, everyone looked sideways and couldn't bear to look any longer...

After Murong Chong's quarrel, the smell of gunpowder in the arena has been diluted a bit. People with good vision have already seen that Murong Chong's skills are really extraordinary, he can be regarded as a rare hero of the world, but he is still played by Hou Qingyun under the applause In the meantime, I'm afraid that the youth skills of the Yellow River Gang are no longer comparable to people like myself.

After Murong Chong, no one came up to provocation again, so Hou Qingyun stepped off the stage and left with Qian Qingjian and Ma Qingxiong, and all the gangsters also surrounded the three of them, following behind and flattering them.

Hou Qingyun didn't pay any attention to the booing gangsters, but said to Ma Qingxiong: "Second Senior Brother, how many people from our Yellow River Gang have come this time?"

The life-chasing gun Ma Qingxiong is a man in his thirties, he has already changed out of his muddy clothes, he said: "Master is still in Zhao Wang's mansion, but Master Uncle sits in Bianliang and cannot get away. A few more martial arts gyms were opened in the month, and the senior brother and the third junior brother are also teaching martial arts to the disciples in the martial arts gym, but there is not enough manpower, so only me, the fourth junior, the sixth junior and the seventh junior come here for the Heroes Conference in Yunzhuang."

Accompanied by a dozen or so members of the Yellow River Gang, there is nothing to mention.

Hou Qingyun didn't know when Sha Tongtian took in two more apprentices, so he asked, "Are the Sixth Junior Sister and Seventh Junior Brother the new disciples of the master?"

Qian Qingjian shouted: "It's not the master, it's the uncle who took it. They are Xiao Hong and Xiao Si!"

Apart from Sha Tongtian, the Yellow River Gang has only one Hou Tonghai who is from the older generation, so the uncle he mentioned is naturally the 'Three-headed Jiao' Hou Tonghai.

Did Sun Xiaohong and Li Xunhuan worship the three-headed jiao as their teacher?

Hou Qingyun looked surprised and asked, "Why did uncle accept the two of them as disciples?"

"Junior Sister Sun is good at martial arts, she is smart and witty, it's okay for my uncle to accept her as an apprentice, then Xiao Si is purely a follower..."

Hou Qingyun was stunned, and said again: "Where are the two of them going now?"

Qian Qingjian said unhappily: "Xiao Hong wants to appreciate the beauty of the lake and mountains, and Xiao Si's brat will naturally follow her, hum, a sycophant!"

Qian Qingjian groaned for a while, then suddenly thought of something, took out a porcelain bottle, and said, "Junior brother, today you helped the senior brother out of the siege, and the senior brother has nothing to return, this bottle of 'Zijing Yurong Ointment' is given to you."