Chapter Forty-Eight: The Yang Family's Divine Fist
The head of the Yang family glanced at Yin Beiling approvingly, and said loudly: "I have been in retreat and cultivation for many years, Lao Jiu, you have been fighting in the east and the west and the south in the north over the years, and you have made great contributions to helping the Yang family build this huge family business, but I also hope that your martial arts will be refined and you will not let me down." As he spoke, he faced the people of the Yang family and said, "After the Yang family finally has it, I will give it to my son with this move! Lao Jiu, take it with all your might, don't leave your strength!" After speaking, his right hand seemed to be casually swinging a punch to the left side of Yin Beiling, and when the fist was not finished, he swung a punch to the right, and with a wave he returned, closing his right hand to his left chest, and striking forward again. The strange thing is that the head of the Yang family is known as the Divine Fist, and the three punches that were swung out at this moment were silent, and even the corners of his clothes were not raised.
Yin Beiling wanted to dodge, but seeing that the first two punches didn't hit him at all, he didn't know where to dodge, so he had to spread his strength all over his body and concentrate on vigilance. Sure enough, the third punch of the family master was quickly struck, he was in the center of the fist wind, of course he knew that this kind of strength was not trivial, but the family master's martial arts had really been perfected, and the internal force that hit him did not spill out at all, and if he had a little strength, he would inevitably be injured and defeated in an instant. He leaned forward slightly, his knees sank, and his palms stretched out in unison, ready to take on this move with decades of hard work.
The Yang family is full of suspicions, according to the martial arts of the head of the family, how can he use two false moves when facing the enemy? No matter what kind of master he is in this world, the head of the family only needs to punch the past with a simple single punch, not to mention a hard connection, even the people who can dodge and retreat are already the top masters, and there are only a handful in the rivers and lakes, at this time everyone thinks: It turns out that the head of the family is not good at drinking, I am afraid that he is already drunk. And those with good vision noticed that when Yin Beiling took the third punch, the muscles on his face trembled, and his feet had actually fallen into the bluestone floor tiles, but for some reason there was no sound.
Yin Beiling resisted for a moment, but felt that the fist power of the master of the family came silently, rigid and soft, Pei Peiran was unstoppable, his internal strength was exhausted, but the fist power still did not show the slightest sign of weakening, and then he was defeated immediately, and hurriedly used his light body kung fu to dodge to the right, who knew that there was a wall of qi formed by internal force on his right side to push his body back, and then he suddenly realized that the two magic fists of the head of the family were false moves, I don't know what secret method the master used, and he could make the internal force gather after leaving the body without dispersing, presumably the same is true for his left side。 said that it was too late and that it was fast, Yin Beiling's internal strength was exhausted, and the fist wind would drive straight into the heart door, Yin Beiling was shocked, thinking that being hit by the fist wind of the head of the family would definitely become a puddle of meat mud, but he could die under this miraculous trick created by the head of the family in his later years, and he could be regarded as a worthy death, and there was no complaint. Yin Beiling was powerless to defend again, so he closed his eyes and clenched his teeth tightly. After a long time, but there was no movement, I heard that the head of the Yang family was already saying loudly: "Everyone, my move contains three punches and three changes, one change is stronger than the other, it can be said that the word 'attack' of my Yang family fist is decided by Dacheng, I just hit Lao Jiu, but I used the first change, the person who was attacked with this move, there is nowhere to dodge, and can only obediently hard connect, so it is called 'three good boxing', who can learn these three good boxing, is the heir of my Yang family, Lao Jiu, Wei Ye, everyone, and the eldest mother to the sixteenth mother, do you all understand?"
Everyone in the Yang family has long seen the appearance of the ninth master, thinking that you Yang Yan is known as the number one in the world, who dares to disagree? This time pretending to be drunk and crazy, and taking the opportunity to stand up for the newborn baby son, we are not fools, how can we not understand? Especially the other fifteen wives, they all bowed their heads and were silent, thinking about countermeasures......
Yang Zhen made the first change of the three obedient fists and attacked Yin'er. His skills are far inferior to his father's, and he can do his best without wasting a single thing. But seeing that his fist was whistling, and in a blink of an eye, Yin'er was already enveloped, and it seemed that he was determined to capture Yin'er and ask for a way to treat Li Mi.
When Yin'er felt that it was too late to be surrounded by fist wind, this situation was very similar to the time when the palace master of Boyao Palace, Bing Hanyu, was fighting, and these martial arts masters were good at using their martial arts strengths to force the enemy to compete with their internal strength. Yin'er saw that Yang Zhen's boxing technique was so exquisite, and she couldn't help but be secretly frightened, and played two "Giant's Sighs" in her right hand, Rao is talent and supernatural powers, and she couldn't help but feel weak. Unexpectedly, Yang Zhen was only slightly stunned, and immediately pounced. Seeing that the shoulder was about to be hit, Yin'er didn't care about revealing the origin of the master, so she had to use the master's stunt "Spiritual Exorcism Skill" like dealing with Bing Hanyu, and fought hard with Yang Zhen. Although this "Tongshen exorcism skill" is a first-class kung fu in the rivers and lakes, it is a pity that Yin'er is not here, and Yang Zang's family internal strength is not under this skill, and the three obedient fists are the most proud stunts of Yang Zang's father, and the cleverness is unimaginable to ordinary people, so between one move, Yin'er is at a disadvantage, she feels that Yang Zang's internal force is endless, it seems to be endless, and its internal force is not strong, rushing and fighting, there are many tactics such as outflanking and luring the enemy. The more Yin'er fights, the more frightened she becomes, how can this Yang Zhen be so powerful, I don't know which family's disciple he is?
The two of them stood still, but the torrent was undercurrent, and Yin'er saw that he was about to lose, and his left hand suddenly loosened, and the floating three sighs fell into a large animal skin pocket of the strange yellow robe he was wearing, and then his left hand was pulled at the belt, and a golden bell appeared in his hand. Yin'er carried the "Divine Exorcism Skill", pointed the bell to Yang Zhen, and said: "Song You". The bells vibrated and buzzed with a strange sound.
Among the people, only the upside-down Ying can understand the meaning of this word, and this "song you" is clearly the "sorrow" in the Xiongnu language. Looking at Yin'er's extremely tall figure and curved eyebrows, she did look a little similar to the Hun woman, and couldn't help but think about it.
Yang Zhen had a damp crown scarf stuffed in his ears, thinking that he had cut off all sounds and was no longer attacked by the vocal music of this strange woman, but he didn't know that this buzzing sound was not only in his ears, the whole person seemed to tremble with the bell, and even his heart felt trembling, and he couldn't help but shout, and eagerly made the second change of the three good fists, and then took a few steps back, and fell to the ground, his face full of sorrow, and he was no longer able to attack.
These seven hateful bells are a life-saving weapon given to her by Yin'er's master, and they are the treasure of her master's inheritance, which is extremely powerful. It can store people's seven kinds of bad emotions in seven golden bells, only the "magic skills" can be stimulated, with the sound of the natural power of the "sound" together, the power is huge, almost unpreventable, but this bad mood must be injected into the sound of their own emotions to be effective, and the sound of noble identity, and the character of benevolence and innocence, bad emotions have always been very few, ten years ago the master gave her the seven hateful bells, so far it has been filled with "sorrow" and "loneliness" two bells only, the rest such as "sadness", "anger", "sorrow" and "fear". "Thought" is not full, especially the golden bell of "thought", which is still empty.
This Yang Zhen is too powerful, Yin'er didn't have time to think about it, and at the critical moment, the sound of the "sorrowful" bell of the seven hated bells was issued, and Yang Zhen was really repelled, and Yin'er was trying to take advantage of Yang Zhen's weakness to step forward and point at his big hole, but although Yang Zhen retreated, the qi wall was still there, but there was no threat in the front. Yin'er didn't expect that there was such a magical boxing technique in the world, and there was no other way but luck to resist. The qi wall of the heart path is uncontrolled and maintained, and it will definitely dissipate after a while.
The first change of the three good fists is the main frontal attack, the left and right internal forces detour to the rear into an encirclement trend, so that the opponent can not dodge; and this second change is even more magical, but it is a frontal feint attack, the left and right behind any one side of the sneak attack, so that the opponent is unable to defend against it; and the third change, it takes a strong internal force to be able to exert it, Yang Zhen's internal force is far from his father, although he knows the method of firing, but he can't send it out.
Yin'er was breaking through the qi wall with all her strength, and her right shoulder suddenly hurt, and she was hit by the right qi wall. Yin'er slid out diagonally to the right, and finally regained her freedom, avoiding it from a distance, looking at Yang Zhen with jealousy. These two sides against the enemy, each of them used powerful means, injuring the opponent or being injured themselves, it is normal, Yin'er did not have a grudge against Yang Zhen, thinking that he had been dragged so much effort by this white-clothed young man with extremely high martial arts, and if he didn't start, he would definitely change, and he would not hesitate again, his figure flashed, and he performed the best light skills, and the whole person turned into a virtual shadow, and everyone only felt that their eyes were flowering, and she had captured Liu Wanci. Yin'er held Liu Wanci's slender waist with her right hand, stopped at the door, looked back at everyone, smiled, and said: "I took the big beauty away, you help me tell Liu Yuanzhi, just say that the deceased will visit in three days, tell her to prepare well......" After speaking, he was about to go out, but he seemed to suddenly remember something, and looked at Li Mi, who was sleeping on the big red couch, and found that this guy slept sweetly, whispering freely in his mouth, Yin'erxiu's face was secretly red, and he snorted, and said: "Three days later, that shabby boy with a patch must be!" After a pause, he said: "This person in white must not be absent, wait for me at Liu Feizhi's place together, and settle accounts with you together then!" After speaking, if he didn't stay, the bead curtain sounded, and the person disappeared.
There was silence in the cabin, and after a while, I only heard Chen Xuancang shouting angrily, his face was red, and blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth. He flew up and rushed out of the cabin, but saw that in the distance on the Dongtianshui River, a small lonely boat was galloping northward, the tall figure of the yellow-robed girl on the lonely boat was slim, her long arms were flat to the left and right, and the strange yellow robe she was wearing was completely propped up......