"Uncle Master, I... I have only learned a set of Pure Yang Fingers and a set of Gang Steps, can I... be okay?"
On the river.
Wearing a light blue fitted gown, which does not have complicated text patterns, it is fresh and quiet, with her hair tied into a bun, sitting in the car, practicing calmly.
The mysterious power in the body is running, and the principles can't be comprehended. The magic of Huangting rises up and down the three palaces, and penetrates the emptiness of hundreds of meridians.
Hearing the sound, he opened his eyes and looked at Uncle Xiaomeng!
It stands to reason that he already has a master, and now he is being taught by his uncle Xuanqing as a disciple.
It's not a good choice.
However, the Taoist Tianzong does not stick to vulgar etiquette.
Therefore, it is settled.
Sniffing it makes you frown.
As expected, as the master said, facing the elite soldiers of the empire, even the weakest warriors would have difficulty competing against them.
The spiritual sense is faint, and it is more than ten feet away. The breath under this person is keenly sensed, and the weak and strong points can be directly penetrated with finger force.
Does this person have any resistance?
He wanted to leave, but was suppressed by Hexia's fingers.
"Does he think this princess is his rival?"
How could it be?
"When those rebellious people in the empire are dealt with, it will be bad if he passes the Pure Yang Finger and this footwork to this princess."
Since Hexia hasn't trapped this person yet, I'm injured and want to leave? It's possible! Do you want to capture me alive?
These ranger assassins are just waiting, they have to deal with us all.
Just eight feet?
"..."
"You..., you have something wrong!"
Or proficient?
"He is Ying Zheng's princess."
"My princess's strength is very low, and I don't have Master Yang Zizi's Wuchen Sword in my hand. How can I be okay if I kill a big brother with just one sword?"
Xiao Meng's power would be nothing if it could be hundreds to thousands of soldiers. Just a few dozen people? It's nothing.
Princess Qiao Ruo?
I am my uncle's disciple.
In recent years, the Grand Ranger Assassin has only had one path...death.
"If he goes back and stays with Junior Master Qiao Ruozi, it will be even more dangerous."
Collide with each other!
The entry-level level as mentioned by Master.
"Should we let go of this princess?"
Along the way, I have been familiar with you. I hate teasing myself, I hate fighting with myself, but...I...have never beaten you.
Chi! Chi! Chi! Chi!
After the senior brother left, he asked himself to give me some advice. Now it’s not about giving advice. I need to be excellent, and I must be excellent.
I wanted to say something, but I couldn't say it anymore.
A feeling of age came over him. The young man was walking around the world, but he still lacked that keen sense of spirituality. He weakly steadied his body, but without moving his sword, he felt pain in several places under his body.
"The vitality of heaven and earth has not moved, that is the Xiaomeng level!"
He aimed it directly at the person's exposed internal organs on his back.
"Uncle Princess!"
He could only feel the flicker of light and death under the river, and behind his eyes was a different world, a scene of chaos and killing in the car, and Qi Zhou's aura was very bad.
During the hesitation, a strange voice came to my ears. It was very clear, very low, and very slow.
"It won't be helpful if we join Master Uncle together."
It's time.
"Big Baby's strength is wrong, but his speed is too fast."
…
"..."
The defense was directly penetrated.
When no other soldier came near, he raised his sword and dropped it, and his head was beheaded!
As the Gang Step moves, the index fingers of both hands come out side by side, controlling the Xuan Gong, and directly superimpose the double finger force on ten layers of forward force.
My uncle's practice was the best among all the Xia's. That man actually caught the eye of his uncle and was accepted as his disciple.
Breathing is steady, internal strength is sufficient, and there are also internal injuries.
Swinging a sword and grabbing someone with a palm.
"you……."
Hexia touched his head.
"They all must die!"
Hexia exclaimed.
"So...he fought against me one after another, and he always gave in to me?"
Why did it come out?
Is the opponent's strength similar to yours?
Yes!
Do you have any weapons?
Those people came for His Majesty the First Emperor, and also for many people in the empire since the Eastern Tour.
"..."
"..."
Did the big kid bully him to the point of death?
Add in your own internal energy.
To move directly towards someone, while taking a breath, is to press behind them.
Originally, I wanted to spare your life, but now..., I'm looking for death!
bite!
"Isn't he a master of footwork?"
Afraid of the oncoming fierce sword wind, he looked at every part of the knight-errant swordsman's body and fell on him boldly.
"puff!"
"Principles are born between heaven and earth, and martial arts require other methods to retreat!"
No more military strategists can unleash the power of their battle formations.
In the blink of an eye.
"No matter how weak the sword energy is, so what?"
How can a big doll not have such strength?
"snort!"
"snort!"
At this moment, there were constant sounds of fighting and angry shouting outside. For those people... I was not afraid.
Opening up the four scenes of the lower palace of Huangting, without the power of the Fallen Spirit Fruit, practicing alone under the river is indeed very slow, and all the way south, it is even older.
Even from a few or dozens of places away, you can volley into the air with one finger, see inside the vacuum, and kill your opponents. It is a very powerful method.
Watching the uneasy feeling under the river, with a wave of his hand, a vacuum operated and dropped him into the carriage.
Is this person dead?
Suddenly.
Own?
"Those people...you can kill them all with just one strike of your sword."
I heard that I was practicing the pure Yang finger taught by my uncle, and I was also seen using it. The method of tapping acupoints? The method of cutting off pulses?
However, now that I am just practicing, I am not good at protecting myself. Although the internal energy in my body is abundant, I cannot make good use of it.
Other means include the complex swordsmanship and body skills learned from Nian Da Qilian Guan.
"He is senior brother's disciple. He has received senior brother's inheritance and needs to be even worse."
"he?"
There was no pressure from Mo Xiao's sword power.
"Yes, you told your uncle that he bullied you because of his weakness!"
"He is getting older. When the time comes, he will be sent to Fengya... Who dares to sneak attack on me?"
Not as powerful as Qiao Ruoshi.
"cute."
"Um?"
While the uncle was holding Qi Zhou tightly, he waved his hand towards the river again. It would be bad if he caused trouble for himself.
“I have to take it back even if I don’t have any objections!”
Although Qiao Ruo was weakly pulled away by He Xia, the Wuchen Sword's sword flew out in a big light and met the Xiaomeng Ranger's weakest sword move.
Hexia...when did he become so powerful?
The long sword dances like the wind, turning into a barrier.
"It would be a pity to kill him directly. If we capture him alive, I think... there will be no smaller harm."
"Princess!"
With a word in the air, an extremely slow figure flew past the neat area on the side, without any sword light in his hand.
How could even a Dream Ranger be so unlucky?
"Those kinds of methods must be familiar to everyone."
But, what time is it now and why did I come out?
Just one person came into view.
"You still have to tell Father!"
Along the way, I also understood some things and some reasons.
Qiao Ruozhong snorted, although Hexia's strength was strong, in any case he was still inferior to his current self.
Because, I am senior brother’s disciple!
But when I fought with Hexia, it seemed that... it was not what the master said, Hexia's body skills were particularly good.
"Go back quickly!"
"Yes!"
He yelled angrily, and after bullying him, taking advantage of the gap, the Wuchen Sword fell again with gravity, using it with all its strength, and landed under this person in a roundabout way.
Uncle Master is holding the Wuchen Sword and leading a large group of imperial soldiers gathered in front of him to deal with and clean up these ranger assassins one by one.
Without realizing it, I saw a person appearing in a blank and stable area in front of me. It was... Hexia? Why did I get out?
Finger strength?
What if I live like a big baby without any soldiers to protect me?
"Princess, is he...is he okay?"
Pure Yang finger?
It's quite rare.
A few breaths ago, one spear after another was pulled out by the imperial soldiers, bringing out traces of blood that was not yet warm and cold, and some spurted out and spilled onto the ground.
"Go and try it."
"Does he have any objection?"
"..."
Is that called proficiency?
"Pure Yang Finger!"
This man is really strong, he should be my opponent.
"kill!"
The pure masculine finger force invaded the meridians of the legs. If he didn't move back, his legs would become weak, and even his big belly would not be injured.
Miss Yan Ling, you have said that with a small or even perfect Pure Yang Finger, you can do whatever you want, and the power of your finger can be used across the universe, anywhere from ten to a hundred feet in radius.
"kill!"
The situation is critical, and a big doll suddenly appears and blocks itself with weird and overbearing weak horizontal finger strength. Why is my finger strength so weak?
"Should..."
What’s strange?
Looking back at the carriage, he wanted to be speechless, but the words reached his throat and he swallowed them again. Is this the experience Yang Zihuashen gave to him?
Swordsmanship...is also old.
Hexia was no longer embarrassed, and his face was no longer flushed.
Ding! Ding! Ding!
My legs were numb and I had to leave slowly. Otherwise, if I really walked away, I would wave my long sword and use my weakest sword move to break through the obstruction of the big baby's fingers.
"You..., big baby."
"Supper rat senior!"
"How can this princess be fine?"
The long sword turned and faced him with a sword. Even if a big kid didn't have any sword moves, what could he do? The move that contained the remaining 70% of his internal power... would definitely kill the big kid directly.
Roared angrily.
The movement of the body was at its peak, and a figure flashed past, weakly pulling the uncle away from the place covered by the opponent's sword moves.
Along the way, I only got a roll of pure Yang finger and a roll of footwork practice. I am not proficient in it and rarely use it.
Shi Shiran.倀
Still a kind and fierce man with a sword!
Swinging the Wuchen Sword in his hand, the sword shone darkly, the sword energy was so bright that the whole sky lit up, and the sword swing was not fierce.
The power of Chunyang Finger is too bad, too domineering. Even without touching it, it is Zhiyang Zhigang. Even if he can't beat it, he... still dares to take action.
"He should go back first. This princess cannot deal with those young people!"
The body was pierced from bottom to top.
"But he..., Hexia, his strength is wrong."
That kind of movement and means are suitable.
With a smile on his face, his wish failed, thinking that the big baby would be captured alive, sold and disposed of, and would be of no use to Ying Zheng.
He slowly looked at Princess Qiao Ruo's body, feeling a little uneasy. There were no wounds on the princess's body, only some blood stains.
The visitor is extremely weak.
Uncle Master has not retreated into the battle mode yet. Furong's face is full of excitement, shaking the Wuchen Sword in his hand, and giving instructions to the people in front of him one by one.
Outside... there was a bloody gash, the clothes in the distance were burned by a blazing cold force, and the heart was... broken?
"Princess!"
"Eat your sword!"
"How about it?"
What kind of movement is that?
The Gangbu formula came to mind, and his legs turned into instinct. Seeing this man wanting to run, he followed him directly. Hexia's whole person seemed to turn into a hurrying figure.
Hexia held someone's arm, looked at the ranger assassin nearby who had been pierced by soldiers, and then quickly looked to his side.
Master didn't praise Hexia either, saying that I was much older than him, but my strength was inferior to him.
I am at the Qiao Ruo level, and my internal strength does not protect my body, but... the power of these fingers seems to exist.
The sufferings inflicted on the people of Shandong countries need to be repaid by my sons.
"Knowing those big tricks."
"..."
Damn it.
When you step on a star, the heavens and the earth are aligned, the heavens and the earth turn around, the eight armors have no spirit, you can hide your form and disappear, you step on the Gangkui, people see you, and you know them.
"As long as he tells you the Pure Yang Finger and this footwork, then I will really pursue him." Following this, the seventy imperial soldiers who had not yet prepared to move approached behind with swords and spears in their hands. If it weren't for
If the princess took action, we would have already taken action.
However, it seems that nothing is the same.
"Eight Meridians Sword Qi, Pure Yang Sword Palm!"
"The Transformation God said... to ask you to help him."
Ying Zheng, a tyrannical person.
"..."
There are no more imperial soldiers in front of him, and in a short while, hundreds, or even thousands of troops will gather in front of him.
With difficulty, I raised my head and looked at where my heart was.
"For the sake of saving my princess that time, I wanted to hold him accountable for the things he had concealed."
"It's going to be a big year next year."
Now is the time to continue to delve deeper. Ying Zheng's big kid is just difficult to deal with, but now there is another one that is even more difficult to deal with.
Another older doll?
Did you even see your figure walking down the river?
Uncle Master's intention... let me go out and try my methods? I just had an idea of the chaos outside the carriage.
Without the strength of my fingers to leave traces of voids, I looked down at the river, but I couldn't see the Dawn Dream Ranger. There were still a lot of bloody wounds under this man.
Why so domineering?
Why did you never see me use it when we fought against Hexia? Why did you say to yourself that it was skillful?
How is that possible!
The sound of sharp collision was transformed.
His thoughts were confused and his expression was in disbelief. He looked at the dagger in his hand and saw two big dolls standing together a few feet away from the corner of his eye.
No scorching cold power burst out from the heart of this knight-errant swordsman.
The master also said that on the way to the mirage eastward, he will teach him more ways to protect himself and the Tao. Can he learn it?
"It's bad!"
Such powerful finger strength?
Just look at a certain big boy, let's just say... the disciple that my uncle likes will be very bad no matter what.
Although I tried my best to defend myself, severe pain still came from everywhere under my body from time to time, especially under my legs, which was the most important place to be greeted.
The figure that came from the void weakly dodged, and with a twist of his body, he avoided it, laughed loudly, and approached behind him.
So ashamed!
"Better go back!"
It’s even more delusional!
He is the son of His Majesty the First Emperor.
"When he was older, he told me about the proficient Pure Yang Finger one after another?"
So slow?
Is this what transforming into a god means?
Hexia exclaimed, and just in time to continue talking to his uncle, his internal energy penetrated his feet, and he stepped on a star, and disappeared in an instant.
But... Uncle Master was afraid. He held the Wuchen Sword tightly in his hand. Feeling the inner strength in his body, he instinctively swung the sword and landed directly under this man.
Ranger Qiao Ruo stood there blankly, holding a dagger in his hand. He felt strange movement in his chest and abdomen, felt that the power in his body was dissipated, and felt that his breathing was hesitant.
"He will wait for the formation and continue to call other soldiers. Later, you can go to the rear to find Li Zhong and talk to Marquis Wu about us!"
Seven feet?
When it moves, it will be fulfilled as desired, it will scream and ghosts will follow, it will be as slow as water and fire, it will inspire wind and thunder, it will change into a mountain, the sky and the earth will be natural, the cave will be mysterious, and the Taiyuan will shine brightly...
"……."
"Hexia, what is he doing out here?"
…
Do you have anything in your hands?
He waved his hands, stretched out his index finger, and circulated his internal energy. Then, a series of hot and fierce finger forces flew out to greet the person who was approaching the uncle.
suddenly.
The power of my fingers touches my heart...
He looked at his own hands. He used his Pure Yang Finger with his heart, and his internal power moved according to his heart. His Pure Yang Finger... was still very proficient.
"Damn you bastard, damn..., damn!"
"puff!"
Why are there so few people inside?
He was not distracted at all and looked at the uncle-sister princess who looked slightly less panicked.
"Uncle Princess?"
But I know a set of pure yang fingers.
Is it this young baby?
The heart pulse is cut off, the whole body is bruised, and the vitality is completely cut off!
Follow the sound and look.
Uncle Princess.
"Ying Zheng's baby doesn't have the guts. At his age, he doesn't have the guts to kill. Even if he kills you and so few people, he will be satisfied with it."
"Princess, is he...is he okay?"
"The big baby has a big tone."
Surrounding the Dawn Dream Ranger, he continuously exerted his inner strength, and the finger strength seemed to be endless. Dozens, hundreds, and hundreds of finger powers were all directed at this person.
The sound of gold and stone is faint.
"Qiao Ruo turns into a god."
I am just a big doll. With close spiritual awareness, that big doll is also at an innate level, not Xiaomeng.
The strong wind swept across, the aura spread, half of the sword body with a faint cold light fell off from the hand of the knight-errant swordsman, and the remaining dust-free sword light remained.