On New Year's Eve, the villa was attacked. When the thief saw someone calling him a name, he was not afraid. He nodded and said, "Ling Wanjun, I guess you still have some eyesight."
"The 'Moyun Swordsman' who is known as the Khitan's best swordsman would actually be willing to be someone else's pawn. It's simply unbelievable!" Ling Wanjun sighed.
"I will help whoever I am willing to help. How can I use you to teach me!" Qiu Haiyue glanced sideways at Ling Wanjun, then stared at the old Taoist opposite, his eyes getting sharper and sharper, "Who are you, this old Taoist? Can you name me?"
"Infinite Heavenly Lord, the Tao is invisible, and the spiritual book is hidden in the cave!" The old Taoist smiled and stroked his sparse beard, "People from outside the country, regardless of the world, where did the name come from? Qiu Haiyue, you can
clear?"
"I don't understand!" Qiu Haiyue roared angrily, "Why would someone from outside the country interfere in this worldly matter?"
The old Taoist laughed and said, "You don't dare to see people while wearing a mask. I took it off, what can you do to me?"
Qiu Haiyue was extremely angry, pointed at the old Taoist's nose and shouted: "Old Taoist Po, don't think that because you used trickery to immobilize my body just now, I'm afraid of you!"
The old Taoist smiled and said: "Then what can you do? Come here and beat me?"
Qiu Haiyue snorted, but fear suddenly arose in his heart. This old Taoist's magic power was amazing, and he couldn't move even if he didn't see anything wrong with him. The Taoist priests in the Southern Dynasty were really evil!
At this time, Ling Wanjun suddenly said: "Brother Lingshu, we don't need you to deal with him. I can just come. You can hold the battle for me!" After saying that, without waiting for the Taoist's reply, he jumped in front of Qiu Haiyue, spread his palms and pointed at him.
He put his Tianling cover on it and sent it to take pictures.
Qiu Haiyue saw Ling Wanjun taking action, but he smiled contemptuously, and immediately raised his hands to greet him. There was a "pop" sound as the four palms touched each other, Qiu Haiyue's body couldn't help but shake a little, and he felt that Ling Wanjun's hands were soft and reserved, and suddenly burst out with huge strength
, went straight to the muscles of the whole body, and immediately straightened up and twisted his waist and rolled back, his feet landed on the ground, and the breath was still beating in his chest. Only then did he realize that this Ling Wanjun was also a difficult person. He no longer dared to be careless, and raised his palms
As if holding up the sky, he immediately crossed his arms with a flower on his chest, his long eyebrows were as tight as a dark stick, and his eyes were cold. Ling Wanjun couldn't help laughing and said: "Moyun Swordsman, fight if you want, there are so many
What’s the use of flashy displays? It’s a waste of effort!”
Qiu Haiyue did not answer, but jumped over and struck Ling Wanjun's chest and abdomen with his palms up and down. Ling Wanjun stretched out his arms to press his palms, made a circle to the right, and released the power of his palms, with a complacent smile in his eyes.
Qiu Haiyue has lived in the north of the Great Wall for a long time and is famous in Khitan. When has he ever been so slighted? The anger in his heart is getting stronger and stronger, and he wants to beat Ling Wanjun to death all at once. The shape of his palms is unpredictable, and his moves are vaguely filled with cold air.
It was the masterpiece "Moyun Thirty-Six Palms" that he became famous for. Those watching the battle felt that the courtyard suddenly became colder, and the cold wind wrapped around their faces. Ling Wanjun also looked solemn at this moment, and his eyes were full of the long-lost battle.
I feel like there is a secret joy of meeting my opponent.
The two exchanged moves and exchanged punches and kicks. At this time, the wind and snow became stronger. Everyone in the yard was covered in snow. Only within a ten-foot radius of the two fighting people was there not a single snowflake. Xiaosi
I stuck out my tongue secretly in the door and thought: The fight between these two people is really beautiful and exciting, much more intense than that between Lu Qinglin and Yelu Hugu that day. When will I be able to practice such a good skill?
After fighting for a while, Ling Wanjun suddenly laughed loudly, jumped up, curled up his left foot, and stabbed Qiu Haiyue's forehead with his right foot. Qiu Haiyue shook his head, jumped up, and hit his face with both palms.
Ling Wanjun opened both of his palms and kicked with his feet. When Qiu Haiyue saw the kick coming, he turned sideways to avoid it. Unexpectedly, the kick was actually a fake move. Ling Wanjun calmly withdrew the leg, stretched out the other leg, and violently
Kicked Qiu Haiyue's lower abdomen. Qiu Haiyue hurriedly exhaled and sucked in his chest. A kite turned over and turned backwards. His body was twisted, like a big bird spreading its wings in mid-air. With the power of Ling Wanjun's kick, he actually turned backwards.
He landed firmly on the ground about ten feet away. Although he received a kick, he was obviously not seriously injured.
The place where he fell was right next to the door of the house. Xiaosi was holding the edge of the door and watching intently. Unexpectedly, Qiu Haiyue was standing in front of her in the blink of an eye. She couldn't help being shocked, thinking that he was about to break into the house and attack her, so she subconsciously touched her.
He touched the dagger inserted in his boot. At this time, there were chaotic footsteps and shouts around the yard, and more than thirty villagers with sticks broke in. It was Zhang Cheng, the leader of the nursing home, leading the villagers.
Arrived. Qiu Haiyue squinted his eyes and looked at the situation in the courtyard. His mind was spinning. He stood up and said to Ling Wanjun: "I came today mainly because of that thief Xiao Chuo! I will never allow such a shrew in the Khitan Kingdom.
Exist! Ling Wanjun, you and your master are both Han Chinese, I hope you can draw a clear line to protect your own safety, and don't hinder me from doing things!"
"Since Empress Xiao is in my house and is a guest of the villa, how can I let you touch her? I advise you to give up on this idea!"
Qiu Haiyue was furious, pointed at Ling Wanjun and cursed: "You damn Nanbarbarian, how can you take care of the affairs of our Great Khitan? Do you think you have a long life?"
At this time, Xiaosi, who was standing by the door, suddenly retorted: "You damn Beilu, how can you scold our housekeeper? You are the one who thinks your life is long!"
Qiu Haiyue was startled, and turned around to glare at Xiaosi, his ferocious eyes about to pounce on him. Xiao Chuo suddenly said: "Qiu Haiyue, who sent you here? Are you here to kill me?"
Qiu Haiyue said: "Xiao Chuo, others think you are a queen, but in my eyes you are just a ruthless whore and evil woman! I am here today to kill you!"
"I'm afraid it's not that easy to kill me. You tell me first who sent you!"
"You don't need to know who sent me here! You control the government and monopolize power, and you secretly have an affair with the Han people. I, the Khitan people, will punish you for such behavior!"
Xiaosi listened, scratched his head and looked at Qiu Haiyue, then looked back at the empress Xiao Chuo behind him, feeling that this Moyun swordsman seemed to be upright and awe-inspiring, and what he said was not unreasonable.
Qiu Haiyue sneered and was about to enter the house. Han Derang was startled and rushed towards him to stop him. Suddenly, he felt a figure flash in front of him. The old Taoist appeared behind Qiu Haiyue like a ghost and said: "Moyun Swordsman,
Today is New Year's Eve, why do you have to fight and kill? Are you really not going to give me any thin noodles?" His eyes were as bright as arrows.
Under the gaze of this old Taoist, Qiu Haiyue suddenly felt that the pressure in front of him doubled, and it was difficult to breathe. He immediately stepped aside and stamped his feet angrily, obviously very angry. This seemingly dull old Taoist's Taoist skills were unfathomable, and there was another person next to him.
Ling Wanjun, who was glaring at him, seemed to be unable to get any advantage tonight. Immediately, he put his fingers into his lips and whistled, looked at Xiao Chuo coldly, jumped up to the roof, turned around and said to Ling Wanjun, "I know that hidden
Longshan Villa is actually dominated by you. I have failed today. I will definitely avenge my humiliation in the future. Ling Wanjun, we will see you again!" After saying this, he waved his hand, and his body swayed, drifting into the darkness. His gang of gangsters
The men in clothes also jumped onto the ridge of the roof and escaped completely in an instant.