Chapter 88: Wang Xiaoer made a move
Live room.
"This trick is very handsome, it gives you 82 points, and the remaining 18 points are sent to you in the way of 666."
"This is the style of a traverser, you can do it as much as possible."
"Decisive killing, well done!"
"These three guys are not good people, just kill them."
As Wang Xiaoer killed Peng Lianhu, Lingzhi Venerable, and Liang Ziweng in one move, the group members were in an uproar.
"@ηε°δΊ, I see that you guys are making a move, and I feel that something is wrong."
Su Qing touched his chin, and said to Wang Xiaoer.
"What's wrong?"
Wang Xiaoer was a little confused.
"Judging from the description of the original book, the strength of Peng Lianhu and the three is only at the acquired level."
"Even if it is one of the five uniques in the world, it is at most the best of the acquired peak, and it has definitely not reached the innate level."
"Among them, Wang Chongyang, who has the strongest martial arts, just barely touched the innate edge, and later died because of breaking through the innate realm."
"But when they started just now, I saw that Peng Lianhu and the three of them were really angry, obviously like innate realm martial artists."
Su Qing thought for a while and asked, "This is obviously different from the original book, what is going on?" β
In fact, the last time Wang Xiaoer broadcast live, Huang Laoxi's appearance made him a little suspicious.
The strength shown by Huang Laoxie is obviously a little inconsistent with the original work.
However, Su Qing didn't care about it at that time, and just thought that he had made a mistake.
"This question, it should be said that the overall strength has been significantly enhanced."
Wang Xiaoer replied: "Maybe this is the world of comprehensive martial arts, the dimension has been improved, the aura of heaven and earth is obviously richer, and martial arts are also more prosperous?" β
"Of course, I don't know exactly why."
"As far as I know."
He quickly spoke about it, and the members of the group knew how much the world of comprehensive martial arts had changed.
Don't talk about the far ones, let's talk about the three kingdoms of Mongolia, Dajin, and the Great Song Dynasty that are near.
The five peers in the world are third-order grandmaster-level masters, and the head of the five peers, the Zhongshentong Wang Chongyang, has even touched the fourth-order martial arts realm.
Twenty years ago, in the Kaixi Battle between Song and Jin, the Song army divided its troops into three routes to attack Shaanxi, Lianghuai and other places.
When Jin Ting heard the news, he led the army to block the Song army with Fu Sanhua as the left deputy marshal and Wan Yan Kuang as the right deputy marshal.
At the beginning of the war, the Song armies from all walks of life took the initiative to attack, and successively recovered Sizhou, Hongxian and other places, and were frustrated in the attack on Su, Tang, Cai and other prefectures.
Then, taking advantage of the success of the initial battle, the troops were divided into nine routes from Shaanxi, Henan, Huaibei and other places to launch a comprehensive counterattack against the Southern Song Dynasty.
At the critical moment, Wang Chongyang organized the heroes of the rivers and lakes to go to support and fight with the Sunflower Ancestor, the number one master of the Jin Imperial Court.
This battle was earth-shattering, the sun and the moon were gone, and Wang Chongyang shook the sunflower ancestor's sunflower treasure book with his innate skills, and both were defeated.
The morale of the soldiers and civilians of the Great Song Dynasty increased greatly, and finally stopped the Jin soldiers from continuing to move south, which led to the subsequent Jiading Peace Conference.
It's just that Wang Chongyang was hit hard by this, and died soon after returning to the Quanzhen Sect, and before he died, he fought his last breath to break the toad skill of Ouyang Feng, the Western Poison.
And after the sunflower ancestor returned to Jinting, he was also seriously injured soon after, and he died.
In this war, Song Jin did not dare to start the war again for 20 years.
Originally, Temujin, who was supposed to only know how to ride and shoot in history, was actually a grandmaster-level master in this comprehensive martial arts world, practicing the blue wolf magic skills that only the bloodline of the grassland golden family could cultivate.
Therefore, the twenty years of Song Jin's war gave Temujin an opportunity to quietly grow.
The surrounding small countries, Tubo, Dali, and Western Xia still exist, but they are also sandwiched between the Song, Jin, and Mongolian kingdoms.
There are further places, Wang Xiaoer has heard from the merchants who come and go.
Thousands of miles away, there are still dynasties such as the Great Qin, the Great Han, the Great Qing, the Tang Dynasty, and the Ming Dynasty, and there are also endless masters.
"I see, no wonder it's the comprehensive martial arts plane, which is equivalent to a hodgepodge."
Su Qing thought about it, and then stopped holding on to this question.
Since they have all become a hodgepodge of martial arts, it is normal that the strength of various masters does not match the original work.
"Maybe it's really as Xiao Er said, it's the reason for Zongwu."
"Hey, what's the reason for him, let's watch the live broadcast first."
"Indeed, it doesn't matter if the strength becomes stronger, as long as the plot remains the same."
"It's really cool to have the advantage of foresight."
After listening to their conversation, the other group members didn't pay much attention.
Even the Three Kingdoms of Gaowu, Shatian, Panlong, and Honghuang have appeared, and the smorgasbord of martial arts is nothing.
In the field.
"Ahh
Wan Yankang screamed, his eyes showed fear, and he was so frightened that he almost peed his pants.
These are the three innate masters that his father finally invited, and they just hit the street?
Then how strong should the opponent be when he kills three innate masters with one move?
It can't be a legendary grandmaster-level master, right?
No way, it's absolutely impossible!
Dajin and Da Song are also five grandmaster-level masters, known as the Five Uniques.
But Zhongshentong Wang Chongyang has long since died, and there are only four left.
And any of these four are at least forty or fifty years old, and they are never so young.
Who the hell is he?
"Get out of the way!"
Suddenly, there was a shout in the distance, and more than a dozen soldiers and servants held rattan sticks in their hands, beating them on both sides and expelling idlers.
I saw that six strong men came over carrying a sedan chair embroidered with gold and red.
"The princess is here!"
The servants of the little prince shouted one after another.
"Uncle Yang, your wife is here."
Wang Xiaoer's heart moved, and he said to Yang Tiexin.
"Pity the weak."
Yang Tiexin watched the car door push open in a daze, and stretched out a slender hand from it.
Immediately afterwards, Bao Xiwan walked out of the sedan chair, came to Wan Yankang, and gently wiped the ashes off his face.
"The plow is damaged, Ming'er asked Zhang Mu'er of Dongcun to add a pound and a half of iron and beat a dozen."
Seeing his wife who he hadn't seen for more than ten years, Yang Tiexin immediately understood and said loudly.
"What did you say?"
When Bao Xi heard this, his whole body trembled, and he was speechless for a long time, staring at Yang Tiexin.
"I said that the plow was damaged, and Ming'er asked Zhang Mu'er from Dongcun to add a pound and a half of iron and beat a dozen."
Yang Tiexin said slowly.
"Who are you? How do you know the night my husband died. What was said that night? β
Bao Xiweak's feet were sore, and he said in a trembling voice.
"Pity the weak!"
"Brother Tie!"
In this conversation between the two, Bao Xi flew into Yang Tiexin's arms.
Wan Yankang was stunned, could it be that I am really Han?
A playful smile appeared at the corner of Wang Xiaoer's mouth, looking forward to the next plot.
"How do you know that Princess Zhao is his wife?"
Huang Rong walked up to him and asked in a low voice, she had a stomach full of doubts in her heart.
For example, Wang Xiaoer was an ordinary shopkeeper before, how did he become a grandmaster-level master?
How does the other party know about the grievances between Guo and Yang's families more than ten years ago, and the life experience of Zhao Xiaowangye?
Also, how did the other party recognize her and how did they know her identity?
"I know a lot."
Wang Xiaoer glanced at her sideways and replied softly.
The little girl has a curiosity about herself? That's a great start!
But
Wang Xiaoer raised his head and shouted into the distance:
"Lao Huang, since you're here, why don't you show up and see it?"
When he shot against Peng Lianhu and the three of them before, he sensed a trace of true qi fluctuation in the distance.
As soon as the spiritual sense was swept, he found Huang Laoxie hiding in the dark.
It may be that his shot caused Huang Laoxi's mood swings, which made him feel it.
"You kid stay away from my daughter!"
Sure enough, a moment later, Huang Laoxi's figure fell down like a leaf.
He stared at Wang Xiaoer with unkind eyes, as if he was looking at a pig trying to gnaw on his cabbage.
He could see clearly just now that this kid had bad intentions towards his precious daughter.
"Daddy"
Huang Rong threw herself into Huang Laoxi's arms, and cried so much that she was so sad that she cried.
Live room.
"Poof, death gaze from old father!"
"Wang Xiaoer: Lao Huang, how do you know that I have a crush on your daughter? It's really accurate to see people! β
"Remove the word 'look'!"
"Good guy, you can really drive any broken road, right?"
"Laugh to death!"
Seeing that Wang Xiaoer was disgusted by Huang Laoxi, the group members were happy.
The mentality of the old father, that is understood by everyone.
Su Qing shook his head and continued to read.
In the field.
Now, the scene is even more interesting.
Yang Tiexin and Bao Xiqiao complained to each other, telling about the pain of lovesickness for more than ten years.
Huang Laoxie hugged his daughter Huang Rong and comforted his daughter who ran away from home during the rebellious period.
Wan Yan Kang was messy in the wind, looking blankly at his mother and a Han untouchable hugging each other, he was a little overwhelmed.
Guo Jing and Mu Nianci also looked at this sudden change blankly.
"Stomp Pedal Pedal
At this moment, the sound of horses' hooves was heard in the distance, from far and near.
In a short time, a group of well-armed soldiers came from all directions, surrounding the entire street.
The leader is a middle-aged man with extraordinary bearing and wearing a python robe, who is the king of Zhao of the Jin Kingdom.
He was followed by a tall, white-clothed, high-nosed, deep-eyed middle-aged man, who was Ouyang Feng, one of the five uniques.
"Pity the weak, Kang'er!"
After all, this is the capital of the Jin Kingdom, and Wanyan Honglie is committed to the battle for the throne, and he is full of eyeliner.
What happened on the street soon reached his ears, and he knew that Yang Tiexin, who had escaped back then, had returned.
Seeing that the white moonlight in his heart was about to run away, Wanyan Honglie still hesitated, and rushed over with all the people.
"Father!"
Seeing Yan Honglie coming, Wan Yan Kang was overjoyed and hurriedly greeted him.
"Lord, go back, I won't go back to the palace with you."
Bao Xi's weak expression was awe-inspiring, and he changed his previous weakness.
"What?"
Wan Yan Honglie and Wan Yan Kang's father and son were shocked at the same time.
"My husband is not dead, and I have gone with him to the ends of the earth."
Bao Xiwan looked back at Yang Tiexin and replied gently.
"Huh."
Wanyan Honglie's face showed a bitter color, and he has been as diligent and gentle as he has been for more than ten years, but he can't beat the original match after all!
"Mr. Ouyang, please."
He turned his head and bowed his hand to Ouyang Feng and said respectfully.
Ouyang Feng bowed slightly, looked at Huang Yaoshi on the side, and bowed.
"Brother Yao, our brothers are goodbye to Huashan, we haven't seen each other for many years, don't come to harm!"
He held a ghost-headed snake staff in his hand, and a very sharp and sonorous metallic voice rang out.
"Brother Feng, is this a service for the people of the Jin Kingdom?"
Huang Yaoshi held Huang Rong in his arms, pressed the jade flute with his other hand, and asked lightly.
Although he is deviant and arrogant, he let him serve the foreign barbarians, and would rather die than give in.
"Brother Yao's words are wrong, my White Camel Villa is located in the Western Regions, and I, Ouyang Feng, am not from the Song Dynasty, so is there a difference between Han and Yi?"
Faced with Huang Yaoshi's dissatisfaction, Ouyang Feng admitted it very simply.
"Well, I haven't seen you for twenty years, presumably Brother Feng's strength is more clever, so let me come to learn and learn."
Huang Yaoshi knew that Ouyang Feng was extremely cunning, and he had always refused to convince people in martial arts.
is just a little puzzled, could it be that after his toad skill was injured by Wang Chongyang with a yang finger, he actually recovered?
"Good"
Ouyang Feng was about to reply, but was interrupted by Wang Xiaoer, who was watching the play on the side.
"Lao Huang is slow, why don't you let me try this western poison."
Ouyang Feng is one of the five best in the world, a master at the grandmaster level, how can he listen to such words?
"Haha!"
He sneered, and his body shook, like a white smoke rushing out, straight towards Wang Xiaoer.
"Hmph, that's a good time."
Wang Xiaoer stepped on the footsteps and went up to fight with Ouyang Feng.
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Huang Yaoshi was stunned, I haven't said anything yet, why did you suddenly start fighting?
Grandmaster-level martial arts battles were so rare, he opened his mouth, stopped talking, and watched the battle carefully.
"Boom. Boom."
I saw that in the dust and smoke in the field, the majestic true qi collided, and a powerful roar was released.
The others couldn't see clearly, but they couldn't block Huang Yaoshi's vision.
Ouyang Feng slashed across the void with both hands, unleashing a set of strange spirit snake fists, and his true qi was as turbulent as ocean waves, even more ferocious than the waves.
During the operation of Wang Xiaoer's mana, an invisible protective body true qi was formed, blocking all the opponent's attacks.
The two fought for dozens of rounds, and the more Ouyang Feng fought, the more frightened he became, and the killing intent in his heart became stronger and stronger.
This kid who suddenly became strong turned out to be a grandmaster level with the same strength as him, and he was still so young, at most in his twenties.
Thinking of this person's talent, given time, it must be far more powerful than him, and this son must not be kept!
Thinking of this, Ouyang Feng no longer kept his hand, thinking about a quick solution.
He suddenly stepped back, crouched on the ground in the shape of a frog, and made a 'cooing' sound from his mouth, which was sonorous and deafening.
At this moment, his true qi suddenly increased several times, and even the surrounding air was faintly deformed.
This is his signature martial art: Toad Gong.
"Die!"
Ouyang Feng, who had gathered twelve percent of the true qi in his body, jumped up suddenly, and pushed towards Wang Xiaoer with both palms.
A mountain of true qi surged out, as if it were a shock.
"Good time!"
Since Wang Xiaoer dared to come forward, he naturally prevented him from this move a long time ago.
He let out a loud cry with a fearless face, and the mana in his body flowed at a high speed, killing Ouyang Feng from the inside out.
"Not good."
Seeing this, Huang Yaoshi pulled his daughter Huang Rong and retreated.
Glancing at Yang Tiexin and the others next to him, he waved his sleeves and took them away from the battlefield.
"Boom!"
The attacks of the two collided in an instant, emitting a deafening roar.
It was as if the whole street had been hit by a meteorite from the sky, and the dust around them was kicked up in the waves.
Even if he was ten miles away, he could feel this terrifying fluctuation of true qi.
This time the impact was stronger than any previous one, and the whole field seemed to crack at this moment, and the ground seemed to be churning.
A powerful wave of qi spread out in an instant, swallowing everything around it, and the houses on both sides of the street were bulldozed and turned into spikes.
"Ahh
The five hundred soldiers brought by Wanyan Honglie were shocked by the true qi of the two of them during the battle and were swept away.
One by one, they screamed and flew out like rags, and the formation was broken in an instant.
The dust gradually cleared, and the two of them still stood in place, as if everything that had happened before was like a dream.
"Boy, you."
Suddenly, Ouyang Feng opened his mouth and spat out a large mouthful of blood, and fell down with a bang.
A generation of grandmasters died here.
(End of chapter)