Chapter 20: A Sword Strikes (2)
I saw Uncle Tai let out a long roar, waving his palms, seemingly slow but powerful, his palms were slapped out, the surrounding space collapsed, the air was pumped backwards, and the Sanhua Juding Palm of the Quanzhen Sect was displayed by him, and suddenly passed through Yao Tongshui's palm shadow, and slapped on the opponent's palms, and the strong palm strength immediately scattered the palm power of the opponent's seemingly fierce wave palm.
"It's not like you! Look at me falling into the sword palm! ”
With the three flowers gathering top palm to disperse the opponent's palm strength, Uncle Tai smiled lightly, his palms moved, and in an instant, the sky was full of peach blossoms, the wind was exhaling, and the sharp palm wind like a sword turned into a heavy palm shadow, breaking through the air and making a series of air explosions, this kind of power is really powerful, I don't know how much stronger than the palm technique that Yao Tongshui just cast.
"What! How is this possible? How did you fall into the Divine Sword Palm! ”
Seeing the scene of peach blossoms falling all over the sky and the wind rolling up, and hearing the other party say the name of Luoying Shenjian Palm, Yao Tongshui was taken aback, and suddenly lost his voice. Luoying Divine Sword Palm, that is the stunt of the East Evil Yellow Medicine Master of Peach Blossom Island, how can this young man use it?
"Could it be the disciple of the Eastern Evil Yellow Medicine Master? How can it be! ”
The thought rose in his heart, Yao Tongshui's face began to turn a little pale, the disciple of the East Evil of Peach Blossom Island, is it really the disciple of the East Evil?
"I don't believe it, I don't believe it, you are a disciple of Huang Yaoshi of Peach Blossom Island, give me death!"
Yao Tongshui's eyes revealed a fierce color, even if he was a disciple of Huang Laoxi, he had to leave his life here, the wave palm was exerted to the extreme, the internal qi in his body was running rapidly, and the shadow of the palm in the sky was shrouded in the uncle.
The sharp palm wind whistled loudly for a while, many times more powerful than just now, as if it was about to compete with the palm of the Luoying Divine Sword.
This kind of majestic momentum moved the onlookers.
In the face of Yao Tongshui's momentum of the Jedi's counterattack, Uncle Tai was unmoved, still calm, the heart of the Nine Yin True Scripture was moved, and the extremely powerful force between the hands suddenly became soft, and the hands stroked along the other party's palms, and the sharp strength on Yao Tongshui's palms was suddenly turned invisible.
It is the martial arts of the first volume of the Nine Yin True Scripture: Flying Flocculent Strength.
It's a skill that can turn your opponent's powerful attack into nothing.
Just after dissolving the opponent's palm force, Uncle Tai's hot palm shook suddenly, forming a palm knife, stabbing straight to Yao Tongshui's chest, and the air produced a sound of breaking the air, the force rose from the ground, the waist smashed the shoulder, the shoulder smashed the elbow, the wrist smashed the palm, the palm knife hit the opponent's chest directly, and then the palm knife became a half fist, and the half fist turned into a fist again, and the fist suddenly bounced away, forming a palm surface, four consecutive strikes, each blow hit in the same place.
One palm and four hard monkey fists, inch strength combo chasing method!
"Bang!"
After the fierce pursuit layer by layer, everyone saw that Yao Tongshui, who had just been mighty, accompanied by the click of a broken chest, was like a kite with a broken string, and was directly shocked away, falling to the ground, spitting blood.
When Yao Tongshui fell to the ground, the entire Lu family's merchant ships became silent, and no one could have imagined that Yao Tongshui, the leader of the Sea Dragon Gang who had just been invincible, would be defeated so quickly and neatly.
Boom!
The big sword was unsheathed, slanted to the ground, and Uncle Tai rushed towards Yao Tongshui, who fell to the ground, and the tip of the sword rubbed against the iron deck, drawing a string of sparks.
"You, what do you want to do? My senior brother is Sha Tongtian, the leader of the Yellow River Gang, you can't kill me! ”
Yao Tongshui looked at the blue-robed young man who was walking towards him in a daze, suddenly thought of something, his body trembled, his face showed a frightened expression, and he said hysterically.
"Sha Tongtian? So what, when you went to the Netherworld, remember that the waste that killed you was Uncle Tai, a disciple of Peach Blossom Island! ”
Uncle Tai snorted coldly with disdain, the big sword slashed obliquely, the sword light flashed away, blood splashed out, and the sword was gone.
What about Sha Tongtian, it's just a trick, will it offend the apprentices of the world's four peers? Even if he comes, he is not a vegetarian, and his combat power is not a soft persimmon.
As soon as Yao Tongshui died, the sea dragon gang was leaderless, and immediately scattered as birds and beasts.
The crisis of the Lu family's merchant ships has passed.
The people of the Lu family began to clean the deck and wipe the bloodstains.
The merchant ship set sail again.
"It turns out that Your Excellency turned out to be a disciple of the East Evil Yellow Medicine Master of Peach Blossom Island, disrespectful and disrespectful, thank you for saving you with righteousness, I am not very grateful."
Lu Zhanyuan breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly stepped forward to say hello. It was extremely dangerous just now, if it weren't for this swordsman who was halfway to the boat, I was afraid that he would die on the spot today. Under the Eastern Evil Sect, it is extraordinary, and if you can associate with it, it will definitely have a lot of benefits.
Uncle Tai smiled slightly: "Brother Lu is polite, it's just a gesture, this Yao Tongshui has been ravaging the East China Sea for many years, and it should have been eradicated a long time ago, and today's sword is also considered a merit." ”
Even if he didn't like Lu Zhanyuan anymore, and the other party came over to thank him politely, he couldn't thin the other party's feelings. But when he had said this, he stopped speaking and looked into the distance.
He has experienced a lot in his past and present lives, so he naturally knows the sophistication of human affairs. Originally, he was halfway to the boat and was not valued by Lu Zhanyuan, but now he suddenly changed to almost a set, in addition to saving his life, he also won people's hearts and befriended him, a disciple of the Eastern Evil Sect.
Li Mochou rescued Lu Zhanyuan and took good care of him, but he reneged on his oath and was with He Yuanjun, the disciple of Master Yideng.
Whether it's empathy or not, or for some other reason.
In short, Uncle Tai doesn't like Lu Zhanyuan very much. He is a person with clear grievances, if he likes it, he likes it, and if he doesn't like it, he doesn't like it, so after he was polite, he stopped talking and looked withdrawn and indifferent.
Perhaps it was Uncle Tai's lonely and cold temperament that made Lu Zhanyuan's expression a little embarrassed, so he politely said and left.
Lu Zhanyuan is not surprised by Uncle Tai's appearance, maybe the East Evil Sect is this kind of quirk.
The sea breeze is howling, the stars are dotted, and the night above the sea is clear and clear.
Uncle Tai stood on the deck, enjoying the feeling of the sea breeze on his face.
"Uncle Taixia, it's really leisurely and leisurely, enjoying the night view of the sea." A cold and nice voice sounded, and a woman surnamed Qin came from the darkness, wearing a black overcoat, almost blending with the night.
Uncle Tai looked at the night scene and smiled: "The sea is indeed beautiful, completely different from the scenery of the land, sometimes the roaring waves can shake the heavens and the earth, and sometimes the turquoise sea surface is as soft as silk, with slight ripples. From a high place, the smoke waves are vast and endless, and the sea water is at your feet, whispering softly. ”
A smile appeared on the corner of the woman's mouth surnamed Qin: "The young man is erudite and talented, but this sea that others are afraid to avoid, but you say it is so elegant." ”
Uncle Tai smiled bitterly: "Who let me have a master who is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting." Dare to ask the name of Qin Nuxia, I don't know what it has to do with the two predecessors of Qin Hongmian and Mu Wanqing in Dali two hundred years ago? ”
When he first arrived, he was a little confused, the woman in front of him, in her thirties, still charming, revealing a seductive charm, dressed up, reminded him of Qin Hongmian and Mu Wanqing when he watched novels, movies and television in later generations.
So his uncle asked curiously.
"My name is Qin Shuya, and my husband is Zhu Ziliu, who is the four major disciples of Emperor Duan's sect, Yuqiao Cultivator, but I didn't expect Shaoxia to know the two ancestors of my Qin family?"
Qin Shuya turned her head and looked at Uncle Tai with a surprised expression.
Zhu Ziliu? Is it the Zhu Ziliu who won the Heroes Conference and shined with "Yiyang Finger Calligraphy"?
This time it was Uncle Tai's turn to be surprised, he didn't expect that the woman in front of him turned out to be Zhu Ziliu's wife, no wonder the other party insulted Master Yideng before, so he took the lead.
It's just that since she is Zhu Ziliu's wife, why did she have anything to do with Lu Zhanyuan.
Uncle Tai was puzzled.