Wuxia: The opening game is blocked by Mrs. Guo in the broken temple

Chapter 117: The Wind God Legs Against the Six Palms of the Falling Dragon!!

The master and apprentice duo outside the door did not know Huang Rong’s hardships at the moment, and stood outside the door without the slightest intention of leaving. This made Huang Rong anxious, and the edge of the bed was inadvertently crushed by her.

If there is no one next to Song Ye, he doesn’t care about the two people outside, and he is dedicated to working hard.

“Master, I have something to do with this prince, you go back to your room and rest first.”

Guo Jing advised.

“This kid looks like a playboy, what can you do with him?”

Hong Qigong asked.

“I…”

Guo Jing was speechless, not knowing whether to voice his doubts.

Now the window paper can no longer see the two figures, and only a tall figure can be seen under the candlelight. When the lights flicker, the figure will also shake with it.

“I saw the figure inside just now, and I felt a little like Rong’er.”

After hesitating for a moment, Guo Jing finally did not hide it and said truthfully.

These words not only made Hong Qigong completely drunk, but Huang Rong in the room was also furious, and suddenly looked in the direction outside the door.

Then his head raised slightly, and a trace of blood oozed out of his lip as he bit his lip, and there was still a trace of sound leaking out. This trace of almost inaudible sound was accurately captured by the two top experts standing outside the door.

Hong Qigong and Guo Jing outside the door instantly changed their expressions, glanced at each other, and then each slammed out with a palm.

“Aang!”

“Aang!”

The two dragon groans resounded in the sky without distinction between front and back.

The two shot, the true qi in the body poured out, and the two condensed dragons danced wildly in the air.

The wooden door that blocked them out did not play any role in blocking it, and it shattered in response to the sound, and the two dragons chanted straight at Song Ye. Song Ye had long been prepared to face this situation, otherwise why would he have to pick at such a time.

As the saying goes, secretly enter the village and don’t shoot a gun, but Song Ye is not this kind of person, he just wants to make a big splash. When the door shattered in response, Song Ye had already dressed up, put down the curtain, and blocked Huang Rong inside. But he was standing in front of the bed, and a folding fan appeared in his hand, and the real qi in his body surged.

The folding fan in his right hand swayed, and he had already risen from the ground, facing the momentum of the two dragons, Song Ye’s legs kicked, and an afterimage completely dissipated.

The tables and stools in the room were swept away by the force generated by the collision, and none of them were complete. Only the gums behind Song Ye did not even move the curtain, and he could only vaguely see a figure dressing and tidying up.

“Song Ye!”

Guo Jing and Hong Qigong walked in, their eyes were as cold as ice, and they looked at Song Ye with a calm expression, how could they be angry.

“Guo Daxia, senior Hong, in the middle of the night, trespassing in the lower room, isn’t it a little too much?”

Song Ye was calm and apologetic: “I left in a hurry just now, and I haven’t introduced myself yet?” ”

Speaking of this, Song Ye paused slightly, and then cut to the chase, and said lightly: “I am Song Ye!” ”

“What a bold thief, today the old call Hua will eradicate evil and evil!”

Hong Qigong was angry and the three corpses jumped violently, thanks to the fact that he had just praised this kid Dragon Essence Tiger Fierce. It simply makes his name Hanako faceless.

“You can try.”

Song Ye said calmly.

Such a movement instantly alarmed the rest of the inn, and Qiao Feng, who was drinking downstairs, instantly rushed over.

“What’s going on?”

Qiao Feng scanned the audience and asked.

“This kid is what we’ve been looking for Song Ye.”

Hong Qigong’s face was red, and he pointed at Song Ye, this is anger, but also because of his own words.

“What?!”

Rao Yiqiao Feng’s temperament was also shocked, and he looked at Song Ye in disbelief. Looking at Song Ye did not deny it, Qiao Feng laughed self-deprecatingly: “I Qiao Feng knows countless people, but I didn’t expect to see the wrong person today, it’s really ridiculous!” ”

“Gang Master Joe, don’t care.”

Song Ye said lightly.

The atmosphere instantly became condensed, making people feel extremely depressed, and those passers-by who wanted to join in the excitement ran far away for fear of being implicated.

“Rong’er, is that you?”

Guo Jing did not rush to make a move, and looked at the curtain behind Song Ye with grief and self-blame.

Guo Jing’s voice made the figure in the curtain tent obviously have some impact, and he raised his hand as if he wanted to open the curtain, but he could take it away.

But this scene has made Guo Jing no longer suspect, and the people inside are exactly what they are looking for, chasing Dali Rong all the way from Ultimate South Mountain

“Guo Daxia don’t worry, Mrs. Guo is under my care, everything is fine, there is no need to be busy with things in Xiangyang City, sleep soundly, and eat more.”

Song Ye said.

“Hand over Rong’er.”

Guo Jing’s tone was flat, but murderous.

“Alas…”

Song Ye sighed slightly, shook his head and said, “Guo Daxia is concerned about Xiangyang, and he has no time to take care of Mrs. Guo, so why don’t you let him do it for him?” ”

No one can stand such humiliation, and the honest and honest Guo Jing is no exception.

Song Ye’s words made Guo Jing only feel that his heart was churning, and he looked angrily at him, and he had already made a move.

“The dragon has repentance!”

“See the dragon in the field!”

“The flying dragon is in the sky!”

Guo Jing made a move to repent, and Hong Qigong followed closely and saw Long Zaitian with one move.

The last move of the flying dragon is in the sky, but it is Qiao Feng’s shot, different from Guo Jing and Hong Qigong, who pays attention to Liu Rou and help. The Dragon Palm is in Qiao Feng’s hands, that is a set of palm techniques that are fierce.

Facing the three people who drank the most deeply against the dragon palm in the world at the same time, Song Ye was not afraid, closed the folding fan in his hand, the kamikaze heart method was running in the body, and the wind god leg had been unfolded.

Nie Feng was able to defeat the Dragon Lowering Leg with the Wind God Leg, and it made no sense that his Wind God Leg could not defeat the Dragon Lowering Palm. Even if he faced three people, his current strength was much stronger than that of the fledgling Nie Feng.

“Grass in the wind!”

“Storm and wind!”

“Thunderous!”

“Windswept Ruins!”

“The wind god howls!”

The six-style Fengshen legs were made by Song Ye to be divine and unpredictable, and with two legs and heels, they were indistinguishable from Guo Jing’s three. What two fists are difficult to fight with four hands, in the face of strong strength, the legs can easily pull with the six palms.

Among these three, the strongest should belong to Qiao Feng, followed by Guo Jing, and the old and weak Hong Qigong is the weakest…