Chapter 487 Lu Fengxian accidentally entered the bone scraping field
A bright silver halberd shimmered with silvery white light under the moonlight.
This is Lu Fengxian's halberd. It is this halberd that allowed Lu Fengxian to reach the fifth position in Jiangnan's weapons history in Jiangnan, where there are many talents.
Although Bai Xiaosheng's weapon spectrum has serious limitations, it does not represent the true combat power of Jiangnan Wulin.
But Lu Fengxian's ability to stand out from the crowd of Jiangnan masters also illustrates his strength.
In order to challenge himself to a higher level, Lu Feng first tried to put down his silver halberd and embark on a new path of martial arts.
After putting down his favorite silver halberd to practice fingering, he has indeed improved in the realm of martial arts. If he can integrate fingering and halberd skills, he will be in trouble.
But the current combat power of Lu Fengxian, who holds the halberd, is still better than that of Lu Fengxian, who holds the halberd.
With the halberd in hand, Lu Fengxian's moves became more powerful and fierce. A silver halberd flew up and down in his hand, hitting Yang Qingyuan's vitals with every move.
"It seems that's all!"
Yang Qingyuan is a little disappointed. Now Lu Fengxian is not even qualified to let him use the sword!
Lu Fengxian gathered his true energy and stabbed Yang Qingyuan with a halberd. The power of this move was pretty good, but it was still not enough!
The extremely powerful silver halberd met Yang Qingyuan's two fingers, and then it was difficult to move forward.
The tip of the silver halberd has been firmly clamped by Yang Qingyuan, as if it has taken root on the ground. No matter how Lu Fengxian mobilizes his internal strength, it will be difficult to make any progress or retreat.
"One finger of resonance?!"
Lu Fengxian looked at Yang Qingyuan in disbelief, "How could you be so lucid?!"
Although Lu Xiaofeng's martial arts is at the Yuan Hua realm, his reputation is no less than that of an ordinary Dongxuan.
There is no colorful phoenix flying wings in the body, but there is a clear understanding in the heart.
Lingxi Finger is Lu Xiaofeng's signature skill, but today it appeared in Yang Qingyuan's hands.
Seeing the disbelieving look in Lu Fengxian's eyes, Yang Qingyuan felt a little embarrassed. It was indeed too shameful to abuse Lu Xiaofeng's famous skills.
But to be honest, Yang Qingyuan would not dare to point his finger at Lingxi when facing any master of the Dongxuan Realm.
This thing is the same as Xiao Li's flying knife. It has metaphysics and personal specificity, and it is almost impossible for others to master it.
"You're just a poor person being taken advantage of, please let me go!"
Yang Qingyuan knocked Lu Fengxian away with a casual palm. He used Wudang's Taiyi Cotton Palm, which was soft yet strong. With one move, Lu Fengxian temporarily lost his combat effectiveness.
"Now that the miscellaneous fish have been sent away, it's time for the real owner to show up!"
Yang Qingyuan looked at the mountain temple. With his spiritual sense, he had already noticed that there was another person in the mountain temple. Judging from his breathing rate and energy, he should be a master of the Yuan Hua realm. His martial arts skills were still ahead of Lu Fengxian's.
superior.
"You are indeed the famous Qingyuan Sword Lord in the world, and you are indeed worthy of his reputation, but I never expected that this loser could stop you!"
A man in green clothes walked out of the mountain temple. He was neither short nor too tall, and his expression was leisurely and unrestrained. However, his face was green and gloomy, as if he was wearing a mask, and as if he was wearing a mask.
That's his true face.
Observation is what Yang Qingyuan is best at, but when Yang Qingyuan saw this person at the first sight, he felt that this was not his true face.
The eyes of this man in blue really don't match his face.
It must be compared to a dead fish with two unparalleled pearls embedded in its eyes, which seems extremely contradictory.
The man in Tsing Yi wears a pair of dark blue iron gloves on his hands. The shape looks ugly and clumsy, but its color makes one's hair stand on end at first glance.
"You are indeed Yin Cai!"
When Lu Feng first saw this pair of gloves, he immediately spoke.
Yi Lai mined gold and iron, tempered it with hundreds of poisons, and forged it for seven years before making the Green Demon Hand.
The man in Tsing Yi smiled disdainfully, but did not respond to Yin's cry.
"There are rumors in the world that there are seven poisons in Jiangnan Wulin, the most poisonous is the Green Devil's Hand! I don't know how exaggerated this statement is?!"
"Oh?!" The man in green seemed to raise his lips, "Don't you know, Mr. Yang, that all those who were hit by the green demon's hand are dead!?"
Yang Qingyuan shrugged nonchalantly, "I only know that the silver halberd of Marquis Wen Lu Fengxian is ranked fifth on Bai Xiaosheng's Jiangnan weapon list, and your Green Demon Hand is only ranked ninth on the weapon list. Now
Lu Fengxian has already fallen to the ground, where did you get the courage and confidence to say this?!"
Facing Yang Qingyuan's words, the man in Tsing Yi was not angry, but said in his gloomy voice, "But didn't Master Yang also defeat Bashan Gu Taoist and Huashan Feng Qingyang who were both superior in sword poetry? Could it be that these two masters on the list
Is it better than Mr. Yang who is not on the list?! If the so-called ranking can explain everything, then why do we need to compete?!"
When someone brags about his martial arts, Yang Qingyuan must be happy, "I didn't expect that you are also a philosopher?! You see quite clearly?!"
"Philosophy?!" People in Tsing Yi have obviously never heard of this slightly strange word!
"To be more specific, it means that what you see on paper is shallow, but you know you have to do it!"
When the man in Qingyi heard Yang Qingyuan's words, he couldn't help chewing them in his mouth, "What a poem! You are worthy of being ranked second in the 13th year of Yong'an, a world-famous poet. I find that I appreciate you more and more!"
Yang Qingyuan looked at Yin Crying with amusement, "What a pity! I don't really like to be appreciated by men!"
Yin cried and didn't say anything. The answer to Yang Qingyuan was a punch in the face!
The poisonous wind carried by Qing Mo also attacked Yang Qingyuan!
The Green Devil's Hand was made by Yi Lai who collected gold and iron, tempered it with hundreds of poisons, and forged it for seven years. It can be said to be one of the most domineering weapons in the martial arts world.
The various strange poisons attached to it can make your opponent lose their fighting power without even realizing it!
Yang Qingyuan's feeling was correct. Yin Cai's martial arts skills were indeed superior to Lu Fengxian's. Whether it was his movement, lightness, or unpredictable boxing skills, they were both extremely impressive.
And the Green Devil's hand was indeed made exquisitely, and it didn't affect Yin Cai's ability to use his boxing skills at all.
However, although Yin Kui's body movements are elegant and his boxing skills are changing, he is still within a sword's distance of Yang Qingyuan. Even if he speeds up his attack, it will be in vain.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The distance between the two is like a chasm, although the distance between them is far beyond the horizon.
"People like you are still rare!"
After receiving a burst of Yin Cai's attack, Yang Qingyuan also said, "Just now you made a total of one hundred and forty-two moves, but you changed nineteen kinds of boxing techniques, including Shaolin's Great Bright Fist, Prajna Hall, which has never been passed down to the outside world.
The meticulously studied Tathagata Thousand Leaf Hand, Kunlun Tiangang Palm Technique, Luoyan Palm Technique, Iron Palm Technique of the Iron Palm Gang, and even Wudang's Nine Palaces Divine Walk Palm and Thirteen Snake and Crane Styles... I didn't expect you to be able to learn so much!
It’s really beyond my expectation!”
Not only Yang Qingyuan was surprised, Yin Cai was also obviously surprised. Yang Qingyuan listed his martial arts skills one by one in the order of the moves. Such memory and eyesight are really extraordinary.
"It's a pity that it's too complex to specialize in!"
Yin cried but disagreed, "Mr. Yang, although I didn't touch the corner of your clothes just now, the force of my fist has already invaded your body from the poison in Qing Mo's hand!"
"oh."
Not only did Yang Qingyuan remain unchanged, he also took a deep breath and said, "It still smells good!"
The man in Tsing Yi looked at Yang Qingyuan's actions with some disbelief.
"How can this be?!"
Although Yang Qingyuan is not good at poisoning, he has learned pharmacology from Sun Shichang, and even tested medicines for Sun Shichang, the king of medicine, in his spare time. Coupled with the efficacy of Shennong Baicao Pill, it is not said that it is invulnerable to all poisons, but at least nine people in the world have it.
Chengba's poison had no effect on Yang Qingyuan.
Coupled with Yang Qingyuan's innate body and Dongxuan realm cultivation, the poison technique was just in vain.
"Okay! I'm not interested in talking nonsense anymore! Now it's time to tell me what you know about wages!"
After saying this, two innate invisible sword energies popped out from Yang Qingyuan's fingertips.
Originally, the Green Devil's Hand was made of metal and was invulnerable. Ordinary sharp weapons could hardly leave traces on it, and it was stronger than gold and stone.
But in front of Yang Qingyuan's innate invisible sword energy, the pair of green demonic hands, like woven cloth, fell into pieces and fell to the ground.
Lu Fengxian, who was on the side, opened his eyes wide when he saw the exposed hands of the man in Tsing Yi, and was extremely shocked.
This pair of extremely beautiful hands is perfect and has no flaws.
It is like a piece of carefully carved suet-fat jade, without any variegation and so soft. If it is too fat if it is increased by one point, it will be too thin if it is reduced by one point. It is neither too long nor too short. Even if it is the smallest
People who are picky will never find any faults.
The voice of the man in Tsing Yi also suddenly changed. The original sinister laughter became as charming as a silver bell.
Then he said softly to Yang Qingyuan, "Master Yang, are these hands of mine more powerful than the Green Demon Hands?"
This sound, even if it was described with the words "degu oriole", would still be too insulting to her.
"Is it you!? How could it be you!"
Lu Fengxian's voice on the side made the man in Tsing Yi feel that it was a disgrace and he frowned.
Afterwards, Lu Fengxian began to spit out black blood from his mouth. It was obvious that he had been poisoned and was about to die.
"Now that the annoying flies are gone, I wonder if Mr. Yang would like to have a drink with the little girl?!"
Yang Qingyuan shook his head without hesitation, "I refuse!"
The woman in Tsing Yi was not angry. Instead, she pulled her sleeves with her flawless hands, and her sleeves fell off, revealing a pair of plump but fleshless arms, and delicate but boneless arms.
The hands are already beautiful, and when paired with these arms, they are even more dazzling.
Yang Qingyuan can assert that there are not many people in the world who can reject this pair of jade arms!
"What now?"
"I still refuse!?"
Yang Qingyuan is a principled person. He will not agree to drink with someone just because of how much they wear. This is a matter of principle.
"Hehe!" The man in Qingyi was not angry because of Yang Qingyuan's rejection again. Instead, he said softly, "Men are very greedy, especially men who are capable. The more capable they are, the greater their greed..."
Her body twisted slightly, and the green shirt was taken off, leaving only an undershirt made of gauze as thin as cicada wings.
Seeing flowers in the mist, looming and looming, is the most ecstatic.
While she was taking off her clothes, Lu Fengxian beside her had already lost his life.
"how?!"
Without waiting for Yang Qingyuan to answer, the man in Tsing Yi continued, "I know, you must think it's not enough!"
Then he took off his shoes and socks, his ankles were slender, and his feet were enchanting. Yang Qingyuan had no doubt that the gentlemen on Blue Star would be willing to be trampled to death by these feet, and they would be happy to do so.
Then, she revealed her slender, straight legs.
What's outrageous is that it is also covered with a layer of silk white socks that reach the knees, which adds to the charm.
"Master Yang, are you willing now?!"
Although it is already May, the weather is still slightly cool at night in Mogan Mountain, and the people in Tsing Yi seem to be trembling slightly because of the cool breeze.
Although the human skin mask is still on his face, this scene is enough to cause the man to commit a crime!
The mountains of the man in Tsing Yi rise and fall with his breathing, and the pair of faintly visible bright red buds covered by the white gauze stand upright and seem to be gradually growing...
This woman is so good! Her looming charm is far better than what she can see at a glance!
Yang Qingyuan seemed not to be tempted at all, but smiled and said, "Actually, you don't know that there are many people with beautiful figures, but their looks are not very good, so they choose not to show their faces."
The man in green smiled sweetly and said, "Although I am willing to take off my mask, I still want to advise Mr. Yang to be cautious!"
"Why is this?!"
"But once you see my face, you will never forget me! Once you fall in love with me, I might get rid of Mr. Yang without hesitation!"
The man in Tsing Yi was obviously very confident in his appearance, and then he slowly stretched out his hand and took off the mask on his face.
Then, she looked at Yang Qingyuan quietly, her bright eyes seemed to say, "Master Yang, are you still unwilling?!"
This face is so breathtakingly beautiful that one dares not look at it. Coupled with such a body, few people in the world can resist it.
This naked beauty just smiled and said nothing.
Because she knew she didn't need to speak anymore.
Her eyes can speak, her charming smile can speak, her hands, her chest, her legs... every inch of her body can speak.
She knows that she is enough. If there is a man who still doesn't understand what she means, that person is either a six-year-old naughty boy or a naughty boy with the intelligence of a six-year-old boy.
She was waiting for Yang Qingyuan to take the initiative to invite her to have a drink together under the moon!
"Lin Xian'er! The most beautiful woman in the Jiangnan martial arts world. When I saw her today, I realized that Bai Xiaosheng's ranking still has merit!"
Although she concealed it well, Yang Qingyuan still smelled a fragrance when she punched, which was exactly the same as that on the rice paper.
From that moment on, Yang Qingyuan concluded that the Yin crying in front of him was Lin Xianer!
As we all know, status increases beauty. When Yang Qingyuan said these words, Lin Xianer could conclude that Yang Qingyuan would not reject him. Her appearance and the title of the most beautiful woman in Jiangnan are enough to make all men in the world
Rushing like a duck.
But Yang Qingyuan still refused!
"However, I am still very sorry and have to refuse Miss Lin's kindness!"
Yang Qingyuan's answer made Lin Xianer's eyes slightly dull, and then she suddenly asked, "Yang Qingyuan, are you a man!?"
"You are indeed beautiful, but I am a person who cherishes my life. I am really not sure whether the innate Wuji Kung Fu and the true essence of the Dongxuan Realm can fight against acquired immunodeficiency syndrome!"
