This movement really changed suddenly, and the noise around it stopped for a while. Not only were the ordinary drinkers stunned, but even Liu Shaoyang and Jiang Xueyin and other people with martial arts were also taken aback. Liu Shaoyang looked at it fixedly, and secretly thought in his heart: "What a coincidence!" Jiang Xueyin on the side also exhaled "Huh!", obviously surprised.

It turned out that this person had a wide forehead and a short beard, and was wearing a brocade preaching robe. It was a few hours ago that he drank and chanted poetry in front of the Yue Wang Temple, forced Wu Zhenying, the dart head of the Yongjin Dart Bureau, to retreat with his Xuan Jin, and the Taoist priest in the long shirt who had a face-to-face with the two of them.

I saw that the man in the long shirt dusted off the dust on his body, glanced at Liu Shaoyang and the others, and then turned his head to stare at the "Yandang Sanying" up and down, and laughed and said: "The old man just slept a little on it, and it was when he slept soundly." So you three thieves have to mutter, muttering and muttering, it's really a good life that makes people unhappy! Now that you're done talking, do you want to leave?"

Although Yandang Sanying does all kinds of evil on weekdays, he always likes to regard himself as a hero, and he is most taboo for others to say that he is a thief. Hearing this Taoist priest's words, Wu Qianren turned from shock to anger, and between the curses in his mouth, he stepped forward and wanted to do it.

The eldest Tu Qianshan grabbed him and said in a deep voice: "Third child, don't be reckless!" After saying that, he arched his hands, and said loudly without seeing joy and anger: "Our brothers came here to get together, and we didn't intend to disturb Your Excellency Yaxing, and we didn't intend to offend!" Tu Mou looked at the Taoist Chief, and he didn't know where Baoshan was cultivating?"

The man raised his head and said coldly: "You are clumsy and ignorant and don't recognize the poor way, but the poor road has long heard the name of you three evil bandits." In the past 20 years, the 'Yandang Sanying' has been evil, and the righteous way of the rivers and lakes has been criticized several times. But although the martial arts of the three of you are the last, the kung fu of escaping and escaping is really not bad. The three of you have lived for so long, and today should be over!"

Tu Qianshan was slightly stunned, clenched his fists and said with a dry smile: "Our brother and Your Excellency have never known each other in their lives, and the rivers and lakes emphasize 'forgiving and forgiving people', why should the Taoist chief force each other so much?"

The Changsam Daoist shook his head and said coldly: "It stands to reason that the three of you have done a lot of evil, and you will have the day when you will be punished by evil, and the poor Dao does not need to be embarrassed here. But as the saying goes: 'The husband is not guilty, but he is guilty'. Now that the three of you know this secret, it's no wonder that the old man is ruthless!"

The second Bai Qianrat's expression was slightly stunned, and he couldn't help sneering from the side: "I only think that the people who are pure cultivators have no intention of being worldly, don't you think that this Daoist brother also covets the treasure of Chen Gong?

The long-robed Taoist priest smiled slightly: "This is the best! Save the three of you thieves from trying to escape, the old man is just a person who will inevitably lack skills, and the reverse is impossible to prevent!"

Wu Qianren couldn't bear it anymore when he heard this, and scolded in his mouth: "You bull's nose blows the conch, what a big breath! I, Wu Laosan, want to see what you are capable of!"

Liu Shaoyang looked at his heart awe-inspiringly, and thought secretly: "This Wu Laosan's 'Yin Claw' can be called a green forest, and there are really some doorways, and this skill is much more refined than back then!"

As soon as the thought in his heart turned, he saw that the man's face was cold, his feet did not move, and he only rolled up his sleeve robe in a deep voice. Wu Qianren's sharp claw connected with it, and it seemed to hit a ball of cotton wool, and the force disappeared in an instant.

Wu Qianren was slightly stunned by the futility of a move, only to feel a strong force surging from his arm, his body involuntarily staggered, and his legs and feet were struggling to avoid falling to the ground.

He made a sudden move but was almost countered by others, and others already knew that he was not an opponent, and most of them had to retreat in the face of difficulties. But Wu Qianren has always been eager for quick success and quick profit, and has a fierce temperament. At this time, not only did he not retreat under the frustration, but the claws of the bottom of his hand sank into fists, and the left and right arms were like the wind looping, and one move "Twin Peaks Through the Ears" scraped two gusts of wind, and swept straight towards the cheeks of the Taoist in the long shirt. Although this move is only the most common martial art in Taijiquan in the rivers and lakes, it is not very powerful after he makes it.

Wu Qianren has been a thief since he was a child, and his martial arts are very complicated. At this time, he used such a rush to attack, but he wanted to force this Changsam Taoist to retreat for the time being, so that he could see the number of this person's martial arts before making a later move.

The Taoist priest of the long shirt saw that Wu Qianren did not retreat but advanced, and knew his intentions in his heart. Immediately bend your fingers and bend your fingers, and wave your arms from side to side. Everyone only felt that there was a flower in front of them, and the hands of the Taoist in the long shirt came first, and they had already pressed on the missing pot points on the shoulders of Wu Qianren.

Wu Qianli saw that he had succeeded in his fists, and suddenly felt that he was going to be restrained, and his blood was surging in his head, and his arms were out of strength in an instant. Although the two fists of this ability to destroy the golden stone hit the Changsan Daoist, they were like scratching and brushing, and there was no half of the strength.

Tu Qianshan, who was next to him, saw that Wu Qianren's move was useless, and he knew that he had encountered a rare opponent. didn't say anything at the moment, secretly withdrew and flashed behind the man, and at this moment, the two palms were full of strength, and they slammed into the back of the Taoist priest's heart.

This trick came silently, like a sneak attack. Jiang Xueyin saw it on the sidelines, and couldn't help but exclaim. Liu Shaoyang also saw that Tu Qianshan's palm was vicious, and he was secretly awe-inspiring in his heart.

I don't want the long shirt Taoist to be like a long eye in the back of his head, his right arm is retracted, and his left hand is buckled to Wu Qianren's wrist, and his body moves out of the foot. At the same time, the big sleeve of his right hand was fluttering backwards, and he didn't vomit, and he rolled Tu Qianshan Iron Tower's body in front of him.

Tu Qianshan originally thought that such a sneak attack would definitely be able to succeed with one blow. I never thought that the palm in my hand was empty, not to mention, I was so energetic that my body involuntarily rushed forward. He was frightened and in danger, he struggled to stand still, and his arms were moving, and his fists danced like flying, and he used a set of "mountain-breaking boxing methods" in a row.

This road mountain-breaking boxing method is Tu Qianshan's famous martial arts of walking in the green forest, turning, splitting, inserting, intercepting, and moving vigorously and vigorously, and there is no force. Under the sound of fists and fists, it is like an iron hammer hitting a stone, and an axe opening a mountain.

But no matter how good Tu Qianshan's boxing skills were, the Taoist of Changsam only took steps from a few feet to move left and right, and Wu Qianren restrained him with one hand, like a marionette. Tu Qianshan's fists always hit the Changsan Daoist, but he always passed by, and the difference was a fraction of a second.

The two fought each other, one was pressing, and the other was strolling leisurely. At this time, for some reason, his whole body was not only at the mercy of his body, but also trembling, and he had a vision. The left hand of the Taoist priest in the long shirt was always clasped on the Neiguan point on Wu Qianren's wrist, and Tu Qianshan was taken by him to turn around in place, and he waved his fist several times to attack, but he was never able to save Wu Qianren.

At this time, several people were fighting each other, and the staircase of the wine shop had become a fighting field. The upstairs drinkers couldn't get out if they wanted to, and they all sat at their respective tables and were dumbfounded for a long time. only looked at Tu Qianshan's powerful fist, but he couldn't touch the corner of the clothes of the Taoist in Changshou. The two of them were held in their hands by hand, and they were like the wind in the land of Fang Yuanzhang Xu, and at a glance only the chaotic shadow did not see the human form, and the scene was weird.

Jiang Xueyin, who was at the far end, saw the secret in her heart, and whispered: "Brother Shaoyang, the maneuvering kung fu of this human-sized land is so good, I'm afraid that it is not much better than the 'Nine Palace Tai Xuanshu' that my father taught us!"

Tu Qianshan in the field attacked dozens of punches in an instant, but to no avail, and the more he fought, the more shocked he became. He thought that he had already perfected the fist technique at hand over the years, and he would definitely be able to save his righteous brother within a few moves. Seeing that the Taoist priest in the long shirt was close to each other, but every time he was attacked with a fist, he was always moved by the opponent, and he avoided it when he couldn't do it. This is absolutely impossible, but the situation is already true, where can I not believe it!

When he arrived at this time, he knew that this person's martial arts were unfathomable, and it was easy to take his own life. But with a round of fast punches, it is already difficult to ride a tiger at this moment. It was when he didn't know what to do, and suddenly heard the Taoist priest sneered: "Second Bai, your eldest brother's 'Mountain-Breaking Fist Method' is in vain, but Er'er!

Bai Qianmouse was stunned when he heard this, his eyes flickered, and he wanted to move and stopped. The Taoist snorted coldly, his body was stunned, and his right arm lifted his weight lightly, and with just one wave, he opened his fists that danced like the wind in front of him. With a "snort!" sound, it hit Tu Qianshan's chest qijia point.

This one blow was too fast, and Tu Qianshan was shocked, but he felt that the breath of the hundred veins was blocked, and the strength contained in his arm disappeared without a trace. Then a blazing current followed the meridians and penetrated into the hundreds of bones, and the true yuan qi that had been cultivated in the dantian for decades was uncontrollable, wrapping up this blazing current.

At this time, the facial features on this head of Wu Qianren were already crowded together, trembling all over, and his mouth was open but he was just "babbling!", and he couldn't say anything for a long time.

Tu Qianshan himself was also trembling all over his body, like a sifting of chaff. His face was frightened and frightened, his teeth trembled, and he said with a shudder: "Purple ...... Purple Mansion Returns to the Origin! You ...... You are Zhao Yizhen!" The voice was miserable and sharp, like a ghost, and people couldn't help but be afraid when they heard it.

The robed Taoist smiled slightly when he heard this, and said in a rambling voice: "Tu Lao Ghost, you still recognize who the old man is, but I'm afraid it's too late!"

Seeing the miserable situation, Jiang Xueyin was secretly shocked in her heart, and couldn't help but ask Liu Shaoyang in a low voice: "Brother Shaoyang, I didn't expect this bull's nose to be so powerful! These two evil bandits were caught by him, and I am afraid that it will be difficult to escape this catastrophe." What kind of 'Purple Mansion Returning to the Source Gong' is that surnamed Tu is shouting, is it a very powerful martial art? What is the origin of this Zhao Yizhen?"

Liu Shaoyang stared at the arena with his eyes, and said abruptly: "Zhao Yi is really the head of the Xuanmen Huashan lineage, just because of the profound cultivation of Xuangong, the people of the rivers and lakes respectfully call him 'Xiyue Zhenren, Zifu Yizun'." I have heard of him for a long time, but I have never had the opportunity to see him. Although this person has only been standing for a long time, Zhao Yizhen is now more than fifty years old. But seeing that this person's mystical skills are so superb, I can't say that it must be!"

When he talked about this section, he saw that Tu Qianshan and Wu Qianren were already like tying up chickens, waiting to be killed. His face couldn't help but show disbelief, and he said in surprise: "As for the 'Purple Mansion Returning to the Source Gong', I heard my uncle say in the past that this function uses one's own qi to transform people's true yuan, and the situation is no different from scattered gong, which is an extremely strange and profound practice in Huashan. I didn't believe it at the time, but now that I see it, it seems to be true!"

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