Chapter 12: The Man Behind the Scenes
Jingxi's speed was extremely fast and light, like a gust of wind, and in the blink of an eye, it appeared on the roof.
It was only then that the weasel discovered Jing Xi, and screamed, a piercing and sharp sound, as if scraping a wooden board with his fingers, came far away in the dark night, making people churn and feel extremely uncomfortable.
But Jing Xi was not affected in the slightest, his fingers were like swords, and he pointed out in the air, wisps of sword qi, buzzing and whistling, and fell towards the weasel like a storm.
"Twitter......"
The weasel screamed, and a burst of bloody, filthy and foul stench demonic qi rushed into the sky, surging into the air of the sword qi, and the invisible sword qi seemed to have encountered a nemesis, and it was scattered by the impact.
Then, like a bolt of lightning, the weasel pounced on Jing Xi and bit her neck.
"Be careful!"
Ye Xiu couldn't help but exclaim.
But Jing Xi didn't see any panic, and when the weasel was about to pounce in front of her, Jing Xi waved his hand casually, and the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, shining brightly, and the dirty, bloody demon qi was directly split in two.
The weasel reacted extremely quickly, and the moment Jing Xi made a move, he felt the danger, stopped his body, and jumped to the side, but he was still grazed by the sword qi, leaving a hideous blood mark on its body.
"Tsk...... Ji...... ......"
After landing, the weasel looked at Jing Xi vigilantly, and a demonic qi gushed out of his body, trying to repair the wound, but as soon as those demonic qi approached the wound, he was defeated by the sword qi attached to the wound, and the injury tended to become more and more serious.
"You have been hit by my innate body-breaking bodyless sword qi, and you can't escape!"
Jing Xi stood with his hands in his hands, surrounded by sword qi on Zhou's body, like an immortal: "I know you can understand my words and give an explanation, is it to be caught with your hands tied, or to resist stubbornly?"
The word given by the weasel was that his body flashed, jumped off the roof, and was about to flee into the distance, but he saw Jing Xi wave his right hand, and wisps of sword qi shot out like raindrops, leaving scars on the weasel's body.
The weasel fell directly to the ground, but did not die, the demon qi surged, forming a gust of demon wind, and then harnessed the demon wind and rushed towards the distant downtown area.
"Why bother?"
Jing Xi shrugged and glanced at Ye Xiu: "You stay here to deal with them, I'll chase it, don't worry, it won't escape!"
"Be careful......
Ye Xiu shouted, but before he finished speaking, Jing Xi's figure disappeared.
However, he has nothing to worry about, judging from the situation just now, that weasel is not Jing Xi's opponent at all, just a few times back and forth, and he imagines that the picture of the demonic energy covering the sky and the real body is as huge as a mountain.
However, the scene of Jing Xi's whole body being full of sword qi and stepping into the void is quite in line with the demeanor of the hero in his mind.
"It's time for me to try my hand at it, too!"
The fight between Jing Xi and the weasel finally woke up the people who were controlled by the demon qi in the Three Immortals Temple, and they couldn't help but say something, and pounced on Ye Xiu in the courtyard.
However, Ye Xiu was still a little puzzled, why when Jing Xi and the weasel were fighting just now, these people under its control didn't help, but they only showed up after the weasel left.
"Forget it, I'll think about it later!"
People have already come to the front, first with their hands, and then with their brains.
The people who rushed towards him, there were nearly thirteen people, all of them were security guards, administrators, service personnel of the Three Immortals Temple, they had been in contact with weasels for the longest time, and they were naturally the most seriously eroded by demonic energy.
When he and Jing Xi secretly visited the Three Immortals Temple before, these people behaved quite normally, except for their weak complexion, they were no different from ordinary people.
But at this time, these people were full of black gas, their eyes were red, their faces were hideous, and their mouths let out a low roar, as if they were beasts without any senses, choosing people to devour.
"Come!"
Ye Xiu roared lowly, and smashed a fist into a security guard holding a baton in front of him, with a click, the other party's arm was directly broken by him, and then, Ye Xiu's palms were stretched out, and he closed at first glance, and a move "Double Ghost Knock on the Door" slapped on the head of another person, and the person stumbled and fell to the ground.
"Hey, it's not good!"
As soon as he made a move, Ye Xiu's confidence soared, and he found that these people, except that their strength was a little greater than ordinary people and they were not afraid of pain, there was nothing peculiar, and even because they were delirious, their movements were not as flexible as normal people.
After these two days of washing and cutting the marrow, Ye Xiu's reaction speed and physical fitness have been greatly improved, so these people, in his opinion, are just some wooden stakes.
"Bang Bang ......"
Ye Xiu's arms were folded in front of him, a move "Mountain Gate Protector", Arhat guarded the mountain gate, blocked the attack of the three security guards, and then made a fierce force, shook the three of them, roared, like a tiger into a flock, rushed into the crowd, "Mountain Gate Protector", "Looking Back at the Moon", "Double Ghost Knocking on the Door", "Wei Tuo Offering Pestle" and other "Wei Tuo palm" moves, he used them one by one, or blocked or demolished, or defended or attacked, and the fight was in full swing for a while.
Gradually, Ye Xiu's understanding of the "Wei Tuo Palm" became deeper and deeper, and after he and Jing Xi checked the situation of the Three Immortal Temple yesterday, he found a clean place, temporarily hugged the Buddha's feet, and familiarized himself with the tricks of the "Wei Tuo Palm".
In addition, with Jingxi on the side, he can often point out the deficiencies and flaws in his moves, so he, a person who has never practiced martial arts, can eat the "Wei Tuo Palm" in just one afternoon.
However, he has never fought in actual combat, so it can be regarded as a kind of paper talk.
Now that he is really fighting with people, he understands the beauty of "Wei Tuozhang".
Shao * Gong, known for its fierceness and vigor, like the "Luohan Boxing" of the same Shaolin foundation martial arts, pay attention to the moves calmly, fierce, punch out like a mountain, like a river, meaning to go like an avalanche, take the road of pressing people with force.
But "Wei Tuozhang" is not quite the same, it has both the "Luohan Boxing" of the fierce and indomitable, but also rigid with softness, there is a kind of ingenuity, attacking and defending, four or two thousand catties, rigid and soft.
"Click......"
Lifting up with one palm, a circle was made, and the strength of one person was removed, and it was cut on his neck, and the other person's eyes rolled and he fainted directly.
"Huh...... Is that the end of it?"
Ye Xiu, who was fighting with boiling blood, was stunned for a moment, looked down, and found that everyone had fallen to the ground, and couldn't help but say: "I still shoot, why did you fall!"
"Shhh...... It hurts!"
People pretended to be forced in front of them, and people were about to be struck by lightning, and as soon as they finished speaking, Ye Xiu felt a hot pain all over his body.
These injuries were smashed by those people with sticks and fists, those people were inflexible, but their strength was surprisingly great.
Fortunately, he is not an ordinary person, so he didn't beat people and was picked up.
Of course, even so, his arm was red and swollen at this time, and there was a burning pain, and his whole body was sore.
"Ahem, no, I'm going to die, I'm going to die!"
Ye Xiu clutched his stomach, screaming, staggering, looking weak and about to fall down.
At this moment, a black and yellow paper charm quietly appeared behind Ye Xiu.
A withered and thin middle-aged man, standing behind a tree, looked at Ye Xiu, grinning, and his face was full of calmness.
Like, looking at a dead man.