Wuxia: I’m driving Gundam in Mixed Wu

Seeing Qiu Qiancheng’s death, most of the people who followed him scattered.

A small number of die-hard Iron Palm Gang disciples couldn’t use Lu Chengfeng to make a move.

The two village owners and his water thieves are enough to cook them.

Huang Yaoshi and Hong Qigong and Ouyang Feng are three, one person and one boat.

It looks extraordinary.

At the same time, the three did not interfere in Gui Yunzhuang’s affairs.

It is estimated that it is a passing martial arts master.

The two village owners regrouped their ranks and restrained their men, bypassing the pursuit of the three.

“Let’s go up and say hello too.”

When Huang Yaoshi saw Lin Ping get on the ship of the land, he knew that Lin Pingzhi was a friend and not an enemy.

His heart suddenly settled a little, and at the same time he was a little more curious about Lin Pingzhi’s identity.

Hong Qigong and Ouyang Feng also spoke up.

On the surface, the two of them came to support Huang Yaoshi.

Counting up, it can also be called your own family.

Being in the same camp as Lin Pingzhi was excellent news for them.

Although the three of them were at the top of the Southern Song Dynasty martial arts, and there were few opponents in the Southern Song Dynasty, they witnessed Lin Pingzhi’s killing moves.

The mere exposure of the momentum made them tremble.

He didn’t feel at all that he could survive Lin Pingzhi’s slashing of the sword.

When Huang Yaoshi arrived, Qiu Qiancheng was already at the end of the strong crossbow.

Therefore, the three of them did not realize that Qiu Qiancheng’s cultivation had far surpassed them.

I still think that Qiu Qiancheng’s cultivation is comparable to theirs, or even slightly inferior.

Therefore, what is the purpose of Qiu Qiancheng’s more than twenty years of retreat and penance in the end.

“Master.”

As soon as Huang Yaoshi got on the bow of the ship, he was discovered by Lu Chengfeng.

Seeing the person coming, Lu Chengfeng fell to the ground.

“Meet Master.”

Lu Guanying also hurriedly stepped forward to salute.

“Let’s all get up.”

Huang Yaoshi stretched out his hand and motioned for the two to get up, but his eyes looked at Lin Pingzhi.

At first, Huang Yaoshi saw Lin Ping’s gray hair, thinking that he was an old-timer with a successful cultivation.

Now that he saw him face to face, his young face really surprised Huang Yaoshi.

Hong Qigong and Ouyang Feng behind Huang Yaoshi were no exception.

The three of them considered themselves to be gifted, and at the age of fifty or sixty, they could have the cultivation of the Great Grandmaster Six Heavens.

In the martial arts of the Southern Song Dynasty, it was almost the existence of the ceiling.

There was a faint sense of pride in my heart.

But the moment he saw Lin Pingzhi, the pride in his heart was suddenly shattered.

“These two are Ouyang Feng, the owner of the White Camel Mountain Villa, and Hong Qigong, the leader of the Southern Song Dynasty Gang.”

Huang Yaoshi’s right hand was falsely introduced, introducing the two behind Lu Chengfeng father and son.

Western poison Ouyang Feng, Beiqi Hong Qigong.

As a martial arts person of the Southern Song Dynasty, he is naturally no stranger to the name of Wujue.

Lu Chengfeng did not expect that his master had not arrived for a long time, and he actually lowered his status to ask Ouyang Feng and Hong Qigong, who were also five peerless, for help.

Although it didn’t help in the end, Lu Chengfeng was moved.

Lu Chengfeng and Lu Guanying saluted the two together.

“Junior Lu Chengfeng has seen the two seniors.”

“The junior Lu Guanying has seen the two seniors.”

Fortunately, Huang Yaoshi can’t read minds, otherwise he knows what Lu Chengfeng thinks, and I’m afraid that he will be embarrassed to dig out three rooms and a hall on the bow of the boat with his toes.

After a while, Lu Chengfeng did not forget to introduce Lin Pingzhi.

“Master, the apprentice was able to escape safely this time, thanks to the help of Little Brother Lin.”

Saying that, Lu Chengfeng sideways let Lin Pingzhi’s figure out.

Hearing Lu Chengfeng’s guidance, Lin Pingzhi also put away his thoughts, stepped forward, and said:

“In the Lower Daming Lin Pingzhi, I have seen several seniors.”

Lin Pingzhi’s behavior was generous, not humble or arrogant.

Daming Zhongren.

Huang Yaoshi and Hong Qigong lived in the Southern Song Dynasty for a long time, and they were not so clear about the affairs of the Daming Rivers and Lakes.

But Daming’s warriors are unparalleled in the world and emerge one after another.

The two just lamented that the name was well deserved.

But Ouyang Feng was different.

White Camel Villa is located in the northwest of the Southern Song Dynasty, on the border of the Southern Song Dynasty and Daming.

The news of Daming Jianghu is much more familiar than the two.

As soon as he heard Lin Pingzhi’s self-reported home, a bright light suddenly appeared in Ouyang Feng’s mind.

Blurted out in amazement, he said:

“Daming Lin Pingzhi, but ‘Wind and Fire Saber’ Lin Pingzhi?”

Lin Pingzhi did not expect that his name actually spread to the Southern Song Dynasty, but he did not mean to hide it, so he generously admitted it.

“It’s down.”

“Lin Shaoxia is indeed a young talent, and he lives up to his name.”

Before, I heard that Lin Pingzhi was twenty years old, and he first killed the Great Grandmaster Triple Heaven’s Blood Dao Ancestor.

Later, in order to avenge his family, Yu Canghai, the head of the Daming Qingcheng faction, and his own disciples.

Moreover, one person and one sword shocked the thirteen taibao of the Songshan faction, causing him to return.

At that time, Ouyang Feng not only lamented the abundance of talents in Daming rivers and lakes, but also lamented that Lin Pingzhi was a young talent who had been rare for many years.

But when I saw it today, where was a young talent, it was simply a demon.

Just watching Lin Pingzhi chop Qiu Qiancheng, who was comparable to his own cultivation, as firewood, made Ouyang Feng terrified.

The rumors in his heart are really somewhat credible, and Lin Pingzhi is indeed cruel, and his subordinates never leave a whole corpse.

Hearing that Ouyang Feng actually knew Lin Pingzhi, Huang Yaoshi and Hong Qigong couldn’t help but send inquiring eyes.

Ouyang Feng cast a ‘secret sound into his ears’ and said to the two:

“Let’s go back.”

Discussing his brutality in front of Lin Pingzhi, was Ouyang Feng afraid that he would not die fast enough.

Feeling the fear of himself from Ouyang Feng’s heart, Lin Pingzhi helplessly said that it was another day when Feng Ping was killed.

Originally, Lin Pingzhi still had some expectations for the so-called Southern Song Dynasty.

Especially when he found that Qiu Qiancheng, who was under the five absolutes, was actually the cultivation of the Great Grandmaster Eight Heavens.

He also once sighed that the legendary Southern Song Dynasty martial arts forest still had five great masters of the Nine Heavens.

Unexpectedly, meeting is not as good as famous.

A few great masters in the six heavens dare to call it the ceiling of the rivers and lakes.

Sure enough, the Southern Song martial arts really declined.

At the same time, he also wondered in his heart how Qiu Qiancheng’s cultivation as a Great Grandmaster Eighth Heaven ranked below the five peerless.

And the three of Huang Yaoshi, with the cultivation of the Great Grandmaster Six Heavens, dared to come and fight with Qiu Qiancheng.

Could it be the courage given by Liang Jingru.

Or maybe a few of them have their own unknown tricks and can cross the ladder to fight.

Lin Pingzhi’s thoughts turned sharply, but his face did not change in the slightest.

There was a wordless conversation with several people.