Chapter 183: Stuck Oil

"Riding the wind in the Lower Kunlun Pai Zhuang! Seeing the two girls' extraordinary martial arts, I wonder if you are interested in having a fight?"

Zhuang Chengfeng stepped forward with a smile and made a mockery.

Seeing this Taoist priest who suddenly appeared, Liu Qingcian and Jiang Yuanyao stopped fighting, glanced at each other and said, "You are from the Kunlun faction, could it be that you are a disciple of Long Yin Zhenren?"

"Long Yin is a real person!

Seeing that the two of them knew their master, Zhuang Chengfeng couldn't help but feel a little proud.

There is a grandmaster standing behind him, which is also the biggest reason for him to dare to walk in the palace at will, and even have bad intentions.

At this time, another young man standing at the intersection saw what Zhuang Chengfeng meant, and his heart was hot, and he also came over.

The Kunlun faction is similar to the Wudang faction, they are all disciples of the Daomen, and there are no women on the mountain at all.

Both of them went down the mountain for the first time, and when they saw a woman, they couldn't help but have all kinds of impulses. When Long Yin Zhenren was by their side, they didn't dare to be presumptuous, but as long as they left their sight, their minds immediately turned around.

However, the two of them are not fools, and they know that Liu Qingcian and Jiang Yuanyao's identities are definitely not ordinary, so they just want to take advantage of their skills.

Liu Qingcicada is somewhat experienced, and it feels wrong when he looks at the eyes of the two.

"Yuan Yao, these two ......"

Xiu's eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and as soon as Liu Qingcian was about to persuade her, Jiang Yuanyao had already jumped out excitedly.

"yes! I'm having itchy hands!"

Jiang Yuanyao, who was simply a little stupid, excitedly put on a fighting posture.

Liu Qingcicada frowned, and it was not easy to say anything.

"Since the girl is willing, then Xiaodao will be ugly!"

Zhuang Chengfeng's eyes showed a hint of joy, and as soon as he stepped on it, he rushed up, and his figure was as fast as a gust of wind.

Whew!

Jiang Yuanyao's footsteps are horizontal, nine songs are in a row, and her graceful posture is like a butterfly floating around and dancing.

This is the royal family's first-class light work, nine butterfly steps!

Whew!

Zhuang Chengfeng's footsteps are continuous, his figure moves like electricity, and the palm technique he exerts is light and ethereal, like the wind and fog.

Cracking sound!

The two quickly fought together, Zhuang Chengfeng obviously kept his hand, it looked like he was testing, his moves changed back and forth, and his movements were mostly based on dodging.

"Why do you keep jumping around, and you still can't fight?" Jiang Yuanyao scolded a little stupidly.

"Since the girl asked, it is better to be respectful than to obey her orders. ”

Zhuang Chengfeng's eyes lit up, his heart was happy, his body was like a big bird, he jumped high and rushed forward.

"This is the palm of the falling goose of our Kunlun faction, girl, be careful!"

Zhuang Chengfeng reminded that a pair of hands is always grasped by Jiang Yuanyao's key parts, but his palm technique is exquisite and well concealed.

Facing the attack falling from the sky, Jiang Yuanyao felt that it was dark in front of him, as if a black cloud was covering him.

"Hmph, our family's martial arts are not vegetarians!"

In the face of the attack, Jiang Yuanyao snorted coldly, turned around suddenly, his hands were claws, his legs and feet were intertwined, and he grabbed his palm and pushed it towards Zhuang Chengfeng.

"It's too slow!"

Zhuang Chengfeng smiled, and with a limp of his hand, he blocked Jiang Yuanyao's hands away, wanting to hug her.

"Ssangyong goes to sea!"

At this critical moment, Jiang Yuanyao had an idea, the gods and martial arts were united, and his feet naturally shook, and his arms were forced, and his fists were suddenly retracted, and with a flick, he struck out from both sides, and he was catching up with the palm technique that came over.

Bang!

The two fists collided together, Jiang Yuanyao only felt that the other party's bones seemed to be made of iron, and between the collisions, his fists were about to crack in pain.

"This little Taoist priest is so powerful! ”

The fists of the two collided together, making a slight sound of breaking through the air.

Although Jiang Yuanyao is simple and his cultivation is limited, his martial arts cultivation is not bad, and Zhuang Chengfeng didn't succeed for a while.

"This guy obviously has a problem with his moves! Yuan Yao is afraid that he will suffer!"

Although Liu Qingcian is a little dull about the affairs of men and women, he still knows the basic difference between men and women, and he is not clear about teaching and receiving.

When Zhuang Chengfeng was fighting, he obviously had a good chance to attack Jiang Yuanyao's other parts, but he didn't attack, he had to pick those sensitive parts.

No matter how stupid Liu Qingcia is, he knows what the other party wants to do.

Only Jiang Yuanyao, who was fighting, was very happy to see the moves.

"No, I can't let this guy get his hands on it!"

In this world, people attach great importance to fame, no matter how well Zhuang Chengfeng disguises it, if it is discovered and spread, Jiang Yuanyao will immediately be ruined unless he marries the other party.

Liu Qingcicada's figure flashed, and he was about to rush to the rescue.

At this time, another young man who had already seen his blood boiling on the side, saw Liu Qingcicada rushing up, and he immediately rushed up and blocked it.

"Girl, don't go up, it's better to disturb the two of them!"

He Chengkong said with a smile that he thought was gentle.

This kind of thing is not easy to explain, and it is not convenient to take it out, to put it bluntly, Liu Qingcian could only snort coldly and let He Chengkong get away.

"Girl, if you want to learn, why don't I accompany you!"

"What are you two thinking, don't think I don't know!

Hearing Liu Qingcicada's words, He Chengkong couldn't help but be shocked.

The reason why the two dared to use the excuse of learning to rub oil was that on the one hand, they were confident in their kung fu, and on the other hand, they saw that the two of them were relatively young, and they should not understand this aspect of things, so they were easier to bully.

When you're done, leave immediately, unaware.

"What the girl said, Xiaodao doesn't understand much, my senior brother and another girl are just simply learning martial arts!"

He Chengkong struggled to keep his composure.

"Don't let me, will you?" Then don't blame me for being rude!"

Liu Qingcian was too lazy to argue with the other party here, it belonged to the cultivation of perfect internal strength, and he broke out with all his strength, and he arrived in front of He Chengkong with one arrow step.

Replacing the sword with his hand, he stabbed through the air.

"Girl, then I'll ...... Ahh

Seeing that Liu Qingcicada was really attacking, He Chengkong was not only not afraid, but his heart was hot, and his eyes had already aimed at some parts.

It's just that before he could experience the peach blossom luck, he heard a whoosh, like a sharp sword breaking through the air, and then there was a pain in his chest, and he flew out directly.

"How is it possible?

He Chengkong, who fell to the ground, was bleeding from the corners of his mouth, and his face was full of horror.

Looking at the age of the willow cicada, he is only fourteen or fifteen years old. At this age, if you can achieve internal strength and small success, you can already be regarded as extremely talented, if you can achieve internal strength and great success, then only the core disciples of the Great Gate Sect. As for the consummation of internal strength, that is the core of the core, the successor of the future sect, and is at the level of the four masters of the younger generation.

The two of them, who are nineteen years old this year, have just broken through their internal strength, and this is because of Long Yinzhen's careful guidance.

That's it, the two of them are already the leaders of the Kunlun faction, and they were able to follow Long Yin Zhenren down the mountain and use them to decorate the façade.

"Humph!"

Liu Qingcicada snorted coldly, and didn't pay much attention to He Chengkong at all, but turned his steps and attacked Xiang Zhuang Chengfeng.

Because He Chengkong's defeat was too fast, Zhuang Chengfeng hadn't figured out what was going on, and by the time he reacted, the same attack had already arrived in front of him.

"Sangang Palm Technique!"

In the face of the fierce and terrifying attack of replacing the sword with his hand, Zhuang Chengfeng's palm technique was changed, and it became his strongest and fierce palm technique.

It's a pity!

Poof!

Without any accidents, Liu Qingcicada's body was short, passed through the phantom of the palm technique, and stabbed Zhuang Chengfeng's chest closely.

Poof!

Zhuang Chengfeng, like He Chengkong, flew upside down in the air, and spurted out a mouthful of blood when he landed.

"What kind of swordsmanship are you, why are you so fast?"

Zhuang Chengfeng was not only surprised by Liu Qingciao's cultivation, but also frightened by her sword moves.

"You don't care what kind of swordsmanship I have, you two disciples, hurry up and get out of here!" Liu said disdainfully.

In fact, she didn't know what the name of the swordsmanship was, this was a life-saving move given to her by Song Yifei, it had no characteristics, it was fast.

"The girl is strong in martial arts, our senior brothers and sisters are convinced, and we say goodbye!"

Although Zhuang Chengfeng and He Chengkong were unwilling, they also knew that there was no point in continuing to entangle, so they wiped the blood and left very neatly.

"Oh, don't go! I haven't had a good time!"

Jiang Yuanyao even wanted to go up stupidly and call the two back, but fortunately they were stopped by Liu Qingcicada.

"Light Cicada, you don't want to fight with me, why do you want to stop others?" Jiang Yuanyao complained.

Because of her identity, it's too difficult to find someone who really wants to fight her.

"I really convinced you, don't you see that they just want to take advantage of you?" Liu Qingcian said angrily.

"Yes?"

Jiang Yuanyao had doubts on his face, and thought for a while, as if there was indeed a little bit. Zhuang Chengfeng's attack move just now obviously has some problems with its position.

"In that case, forget it! They didn't take it anyway, so let's go eat. ”

Jiang Yuanyao grinned loudly, and pulled Liu Qingcicada back to the pavilion, and the little eunuch who picked up the vegetables at this time had already run back.

"Alas!"

Liu Qingcian sighed helplessly, but was quickly attracted by the delicious food and put this little thing on the back of his mind.

......

"Didn't you two go to eat, why did you come back so soon!"

An old man in a blue robe, looking at the two Zhuang Chengfeng who had returned, asked suspiciously.

The old man was unknown how old he was, and his face was mottled and wrinkled. There is only a pair of pupils, black and white, pure and clean like a baby, but if you look closely, you will feel that those eyes are as deep as the sea.

"Master, we met two women just now, one of whom is only fourteen or fifteen years old, and she already has a perfect cultivation of internal strength! Just now, because of a misunderstanding, she beat the two of us to serious injuries......!"

Zhuang Chengfeng pulled off his clothes, pointed to the red wound on his chest and cried.

"Yes, that woman is so ruthless, I feel like my internal strength is going to be unable to work! Master, you have to call the shots for us......" He Chengkong added oil and vinegar to the side.

After listening to the crying of the two, Long Yin Zhenren was expressionless, and wanted to take the words of the two to heart.

He still understands the temperament of the two apprentices, and it is estimated that he is asking for trouble. On the contrary, he had a huge interest in the girl's cultivation.

"Fourteen or fifteen-year-olds have perfect internal strength! I'm still a woman, maybe I can ......"