Qingyun Sanren suddenly attacked, Yun Ni was so shocked that her face turned pale, and she ducked in front of Qin Zhong.

Yun Ni knows the palm power of Qingyun Sanren best. After decades of cultivation, it is just a common thing to break open monuments and rocks. At this time, he made a move with anger. If the palm really hits, Qin Zhong will be seriously injured even if he doesn't die.

In a flash of lightning, Qin Zhong pushed Yun Ni away. He took a step forward and struck with a heavy punch.

"Bang." There was a muffled sound, and they hit each other hard with a punch and a palm.

Qin Zhong felt a strong force, like a huge wave crashing over him. His heart felt heavy, and Deng Deng took two steps back to stabilize his body. He raised his head and looked at Qingyun, his eyes had never been solemn since he was twelve years old.

Since then, everyone has been talking about Qin Zhong's supernatural power and praised his extraordinary talent. No one in Shayuan Prison can defeat Qin Zhong head-on.

But today, not only did the divine power fail to make any achievements, but, on the contrary, it was forcibly repulsed.

However, at this moment, Qingyun Sanren was even more shocked than Qin Zhong. Although her face was calm and light, her whole palms and arms were sore and numb from the shock, and the hands hidden in the sleeves were trembling slightly. On the other hand, Qin

It was heavy, but it was knocked back two steps, and it was not injured at all. What a natural supernatural power, Qingyun sincerely admired it in his heart.

"Punch me again." Qin Zhongzhong shouted and rushed towards Qingyun with his fist.

Qingyun Sanren's face was solemn, and he did not dare to look down on Qin Zhong. He took a step back slightly, turned his body half-turn to the left, and lightly slapped his palm, brushing Qin Zhong's wrist. In an instant, Qin Zhong suddenly felt that he had lost his center of gravity, and his body stumbled.

He stumbled and fell forward involuntarily. Qin Chong was startled, suddenly stood up and kicked Qingyun.

"Okay." Qingyun praised, and with one palm, he lifted it on Qin Zhong's foot. The feeling of powerlessness enveloped Qin Zhong again. At the critical moment, Qin Zhong raised his body upwards and kicked out a series of mandarin duck kicks.

The force of Qingyun's hand was eliminated with a smooth attack, and he quickly fought back.

When Qin Zhong fought with Qingyun, his disadvantage was too obvious. What Qin Zhong learned was the art of killing in battle formations, which emphasized large openings and closings, and powerful force. Combined with his natural divine power, it can be said that his clothes are flawless and can dominate the battlefield. Qingyun's Sanren cultivators

It is an internal martial art that has been cultivated for decades. In terms of realm, it is already much higher than Qin Zhong.

Moreover, Qingyun Sanren's steps are light and agile, moving around like flowers and willows, as fast as lightning.

Footwork is Qin Zhong's biggest disadvantage. Strictly speaking, he has never learned any footwork at all. He is just the way to rush into battle. In close combat, he is too far behind Qingyun. The reason why he is still undefeated is

It was due to the effect of divine power, coupled with Qin Zhong's quick reaction, that there was a lot of back and forth for a while, and they were evenly matched.

Yun Ni was dumbfounded. She held her hands in front of her chest and stared at the two fighting men.

The master suddenly took action, which was beyond Yun Ni's expectation. She never expected that the always arrogant master would lower his status and attack a junior. However, the biggest surprise was Qin Chong. After these two days, she

She had already underestimated Qin Zhong's martial arts after being exposed to him. However, Qin Zhong shocked her again.

Qin Zhong and Qingyun Sanren fought with each other for more than twenty moves without falling behind.

Qingyun Sanren snorted coldly, swayed suddenly, and slapped Qin Zhong's face with a palm. After fighting for a long time, Qingyun Sanren became angry. Just imagine, she was a high-ranking person in her life, but she was already in a lower position when she fought against a junior.

Unexpectedly, after twenty or thirty moves, Qin Zhong became more and more courageous as he fought, without showing any sign of defeat.

Qingyun's eyes were sharp, he made a feint with one palm, moved his skirt slightly, and kicked out like lightning.

"Ah?" The little Taoist nun who was watching suddenly screamed. This move of skirting the leg was her master's famous killer move. It was invisible and as fast as lightning. It was kicked out suddenly and hit every target. There are many famous heroes in the world.

, was destroyed by this move. Because the legs under the skirt were too sinister, Qingyun never used it lightly.

In the flash of light and stone, Qin Chongfu reached his soul. He subconsciously lowered his crotch, and his hands were like holding a ball. It was exactly the way of parting the mane of a wild horse in Tai Chi. When there was no time to escape, Qin Chongfu blocked Qing Yun's skirt. Qin Chong twisted his body and stepped forward, and followed the trend with Tai Chi's "Pull the Zi Jue"

With a "bang" sound, Qingyun flew backwards as if it had been hit hard.

"Bang bang." Qingyun bumped into the table and steadied himself. The tea cup and porcelain on the table made a ping-pong noise and shattered on the ground. Qingyun became angry and jumped up. The fly whisk was like countless sharp swords, piercing Qin.

Heavy.

Qin Zhong took a few steps back towards the incoming whisk, but could not avoid it. The whisk was originally as soft as silk, but at this moment, it was filled with inner strength, and its roots were as straight as a sword, like a hundred sharp swords.

The swords were stabbing at him all at once. It was really impossible to hide or avoid him. Especially, Qingyun's angry attack made him even more energetic.

In a hurry, Qin Zhong leaned back and kicked Qingyun's wrist. Qingyun was in the air, and with a flick of his fly whisk, the sting immediately turned into a slap. With a "pop" sound, he was hit on Qin Zhong's shoulder.

Qin Zhong turned over and retreated, far away from Qingyun's pursuit. Qingyun saw that Qin Zhong was injured, flicked his fly whisk, and stopped.

Qin Chong's clothes were torn, revealing bloody wounds.

"What's the name of that move you just made?" Qingyun calmed down and immediately remembered that the move Qin Zhong used to repel him just now was like a stroke of genius, an understatement, and it was truly wonderful.

Qin Chong's body was dripping with blood, but he didn't take it seriously. He didn't seem to hear Qingyun's question. He walked to the door in a few steps and shouted, "Sanbao'er, bring me my iron spear."

The courtyard was already surrounded by servants, all stretching their necks to look into the main room.

When San Bao'er saw Qin Zhong's injuries, his eyes turned red. He gritted his teeth and ran out of the yard. He knew better than anyone else that Qin Zhong was going to fight to the death with his iron spear.

"Qin Zhong, stop fighting." Yun Ni ran over, grabbed Qin Zhong's wrist, and cried.

To be honest, Yun Ni was frightened at that moment. When her master kicked her legs out of her skirt, her heart clenched tightly. Later, Qin Zhong used a clever move to avoid the skirt.

With his inside leg, the master was instantly knocked away from the distance. At that moment, Yun Ni suddenly fell into a trance and couldn't believe his eyes.

When Qin Chong was injured by the fly whisk, Yun Ni knew that he would not give up.

However, she didn't want Qin Zhong to get hurt again.

Looking at the big boy in front of her, Yun Ni's eyes were as gentle as water. There was a place in her heart that suddenly seemed to be cracked. It hurt like never before, but there was a sour sweetness in the pain. Yun Ni's heart was confused.

She couldn't explain how she felt. However, the hand holding Qin Zhong's arm became tighter and tighter.

"You still want to fight?" Qingyun Sanren frowned, she didn't want to fight.

"Since you have used weapons, I will naturally sacrifice my life to accompany you." Qin Zhong's eyes were calm and his back was straight. He had his own pride and would fight to the death even though he knew he was losing.

At this moment, Qin Zhong's aura was awe-inspiring and full of determination.

"You?" Qingyun Sanren was angry, and his face was filled with embarrassment. He has lost his temper by attacking a junior, and then using a fly whisk to hurt others is bullying others. These words spread to the world, and his reputation has been famous for decades.

There is no guarantee. Qingyun Sanren knows that he is in the wrong, and it is hard to say. It is neither a fight nor a fight. The only way to advance or retreat is to go back and forth.

"Qin Zhong." Yun Ni's voice was soft and soft, shaking Qin Zhong's arm with a pleading look.

At this time, Sanbao'er carried an iron gun and trudged to the door of the hall. The iron gun was eight feet seven inches long, with a tip of one foot three inches. The gun body was dark, and it was wearing a foot-long white tassel. This

The iron gun was ordered by Qin Yutian for Qin Zhong. The gun weighed eighty-two kilograms. People with weaker arm strength would not be able to lift it at all.

However, this iron gun had been sealed away by Qin Yutian, and Qin Zhong was not allowed to touch it again.

Qin Zhong took the iron spear, held a spear flower in his hand, and slammed it to the ground with a "bang". The bluestone ground suddenly splashed with gravel, creating a crater. He looked up at Qingyun, with fierce fighting spirit.

"Master." Yun Ni looked at the master and was about to cry.

"That's it." Qingyun Sanren sighed, regretting in her heart. Yun Ni didn't care about the marriage at first, and had no idea who Qin Zhong was. That's why she took Yun Ni with her to the Shayuan Prison to cancel the engagement.

.Now Yun Ni and Qin Zhong are quite close, and they are obviously in love, but they don't know it yet.

This time, not only did the divorce fail, but there were many twists and turns.

Qingyun Sanren suddenly became irritated when he thought of this. He snorted coldly and said, "Let's go."

When he reached the door, he stopped again, looked at Qin Zhong and said, "You have good martial arts skills and are also very talented. You will definitely have extraordinary achievements in the future. Just take care of yourself and don't worry about Yun Ni anymore."

"How about Qin? Don't worry about it, Taoist priest." Qin Chong said with a deep smile, staring into Qingyun's eyes.

"Humph, I don't know what to do." Qingyun snorted coldly and left quickly. Yun Ni let go of Qin Zhong and followed his master out, but he was a little reluctant to leave. He kept looking back at Qin Zhong, hesitating in his steps.

Watching Yun Ni walk away step by step, Qin Zhong's heart felt as if a huge stone was pressing on him, and he was so suffocated that he couldn't breathe. Suddenly, for a moment, his eyes met Yun Ni's eyes. From a long distance away,

Those clear eyes were saying goodbye to him reluctantly, and they contained complex and inexplicable emotions.

An unspeakable feeling of unwillingness suddenly welled up in my heart.

"One day, I will be spread all over the place and marry Yun Ni." Qin Zhong shouted violently, waving the iron gun in his hand violently, and a sharp whistle was heard in the air. "If a god stands in the way, he will kill the god, and if the Buddha stands in the way, he will kill the Buddha."

The clouds in the distance suddenly froze there. Her shoulders shook slightly, but she never looked back.

Slowly, he walked out of Qin Zhong's sight.

In Qin Chong's heart at this time, in addition to deep disappointment, he also had doubts about the marriage. Growing up, he had never heard anyone say that he must have had a child marriage. But the little Taoist nun Yun Ni actually

His fiancée had an extra marriage inexplicably. Qin Chong did not resist it, but was slightly looking forward to it.

Is Yun Ni's surname Yun? Where is her home? Qin Chong knows nothing. Even the marriage certificate mentioned by Qing Yun Sanren has not been seen by Qin Chong. He sang in the play, "Sister Lin fell from the sky? Thinking of Yun Ni Jiao"

With a silly look, Qin Zhong had a strange smile on his face. The so-called marriage of a thousand miles is indeed a bit magical.

"Huzi." Qin Muyao shouted in a crying tone and ran over in a panic.

"Sister." Qin Chong was afraid of scaring Qin Muyao, so he hurriedly arranged his clothes to cover the wounds on his body. But the old and new wounds were dripping with blood, so how could he cover them? Qin Muyao immediately sobbed when she saw the injuries.

"What's wrong with you? You're injured again." He grabbed Qin Zhong and walked across the courtyard to the west. As he walked, he called the little maid, "Juan'er, go get some medicine powder and a bandage."

Qin Chong's old injury was not healed, so Qin Muyao kept the medicine powder and bandages and changed Qin Chong's dressing every day.

Nowadays it is simple, everything is ready-made.

Qin Zhong handed the iron gun to Sanbao'er and listened obediently to Qin Muyao's complaints. All the way back to Xikuoyuan, he was ordered to lie on the bed and unbutton his shirt. The originally scabbed wound burst open again, and blood flowed from his shoulder.

His upper body was injured by a whisk, but it didn't look very serious. It was bruised and oozing with blood.

But Qin Zhong felt that his shoulders were numb and weak, and when he turned, he felt a heartbreaking pain. The outer skin injury looked fine, but it hurt the inside. This should be an injury caused by internal skills. Qin Zhong recalled Qingyun Sanren's

I squinted my eyes and silently understood the moves and body techniques, but I couldn't figure it out.

Suddenly, he remembered Tai Chi. When fighting Qingyun, he hurriedly used a move called "Wild Horse Parting Mane" to break Qingyun's legs. He also used the "Pull" technique to use his strength to fight.

With his strength, he instantly repelled Qingyun. Tai Chi was really powerful. Qin Zhong was glad that he had practiced hard.

There is no such boxing technique in the world today. If you practice it well, you can rely on it to save your life.

Qin Chong thought about it, slowly became confused, and gradually fell asleep.

When I opened my eyes again, it was already midnight. An oil lamp was lit in the room, beating solitary. Outside the window, it looked as if there was a layer of frost. The wind seemed to be blowing, and the shadows of the branches in the yard were swaying on the window.

Wandering back and forth. Qin Zhong was very thirsty, so he stood up, grabbed the teapot on the table, and drank heavily.

At this moment, Qin Zhong heard a soft "bang" sound, as if something had fallen in the yard. He listened carefully again, but there was no movement again. Qin Zhong did not open the door, but walked quietly to the window, making no sound.

He pushed the window open a crack, lay on it and looked outside. Sure enough, there was someone in the yard.

Today is the seventeenth day, the moonlight is bright, and I can clearly see a figure walking towards Qin Zhong's residence from the side of the courtyard wall. The figure is petite, and although his face is covered, Qin Zhong recognizes it at a glance. It is the little Taoist nun Yun Ni.
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