Chapter Eighty-Eight: I Give You Enough Dignity

Back then, Izumo marksmanship was known to everyone in the entire northwest region, and the strength of the Yue family army became the first barrier for Dahua to resist the invasion of foreign tribes in the northwest.

And Zhenxi Hou Mansion is the heaven that has been silently guarding the people of Northwest China for hundreds of years. Yue Lingang was even more in order to protect the people of Longpan, alone in the army of three in three out of the middle, only carrying three hundred Yuejia spear generals, angrily beheaded Azhan Khan, and in the counterattack led less than 5,000 Longpan defenders, annihilated 60,000 ironclad elite cavalry of Yanguo, and repelled the army of Yanguo several times with his own strength, and tried to protect the peace of Northwest China.

Izumo marksmanship is extremely difficult to practice, it not only requires the practitioner to have an extraordinary physique and enough will to resist pressure, it also needs the practitioner to have a calm mind and enough comprehension of his marksmanship, so in the entire huge Huizhou, the only people who can really learn cloud marksmanship are only a few old generals and Yue Lingang sitting in the Zhenxi Hou Mansion. And now, a generation of martial arts that has not appeared in the world for ten years has reappeared in Yue Qinming's body at this moment, and the meaning of this is really intriguing.

No one will forget that when the Jinzhou incident broke out, Prime Minister Li Quanwen died tragically in Haoran League, and Emperor Dahua was angry and ordered to surrender his guilt, but all the sect tycoons who had anything to do with this matter were not tolerated and arrested, and the Zhenxi Hou Mansion was deliberately implicated at that time, and more than 400 people from the top and bottom of the family, except for Murong Wenxin and Yue Qinming, who fled back to the Phantom Wine Shop, were all connected, and none of them survived. Since then, with the demise of the Hou Mansion in Zhenxi, the entire northwest has changed greatly, countless grass robbers have emerged in an endless stream, and the local government has colluded with the local ruffians in Fanbang, making the people of Huizhou miserable.

But even so, with such a taboo identity, Yue Qinming didn't have any fear at all, he still dared to openly shout his identity, which was enough to see that he had already understood his mission.

"Shocking!"

A glance is like a shuttle, and a song of liver and sausage is like foam.

One move shocked Murong Miao and suddenly felt a hint of death, he knew that if he didn't seek to change his moves at this moment, he was afraid that his end would not be such as simply losing the game.

I saw that he immediately lifted the breath of his whole body, and then quickly changed and slid under his feet, and the whole body became extremely blurred at this moment, or dodging, or probing, or leaning over, or leaning back, in short, at this moment, in order to avoid Yue Qinming's earth-shattering move, he had already exerted Bodhi Walkaway to the extreme he could.

Rumble!!!

Finally, the shocking flood in Yue Qinming's hand fell in that hustle and bustle, and the stone slab that was originally attacked by him was blasted open by him at this moment, and through this hole, you can directly see the layers of snow on the surface. And along the perimeter of this hole, countless cracks quickly spread all over the field, giving people the feeling that this high fight was about to collapse.

After this dust gradually began to dissipate into the air, everyone gradually saw the situation in the high fight.

I saw that Yue Qinming was lying at the entrance of the cave at this moment, and the parts above his shoulders were already in the hole, and his left hand grabbed the broken stone slabs around the hole, and his right hand stretched straight down towards the hole.

"The little junior brother has fallen!"

I don't know whose exclamation made the scene that had been quiet for a moment suddenly noisy again.

It turned out that with Yue Qinming's resolute attack, there were already several cracks in the face of Gao Hong, and with Jing Hong's last move, he was directly destroyed by his domineering power and collapsed into a big hole, and what was even more coincidental was that Murong Miao, who was still trying his best to avoid Jing Hong's attack, lost his strength in an instant because the face under his feet suddenly collapsed, and the whole person began to fall to the ground without warning, if it weren't for Yue Qinming's quick eyes and grabbed his arm that was involuntarily controlled in the air, I am afraid that his martial arts career in the lower half of his body would be cut offใ€‚

After all, the distance between the high ring and the ground is quite high, and in order to ensure that the disciples in the outer circle can also see the situation in the ring clearly, Murong Xuan came up with this bad idea, raised the original ring, and then let the disciples in each room find their own way to watch, which caused the current situation, some disciples are watching the game from the trees, some are on the roof, and some are looking up on the ground. Some twisted several bundles of linen cloth into hemp rope in piles of threes or five, tied them between two trees, and then sat on them to watch the game.

"Why did you save me?"

Looking up at Yue Qinming, who was a little red-faced, Murong Miao asked puzzled.

"Why are you talking so much nonsense, if you want to say stinky boy, have you been fat again recently, Lao Tzu's arms are about to be broken, I said you should give some strength and hurry up!"

In the end, Yue Qinming almost roared with the power of a roar, and while roaring, he used all his strength to lift Murong Miao out of the cave little by little.

"Ah!!!!h

There was another long howl in the sky, and everyone saw that Murong Miao's head slowly poked out from the entrance of the cave.

"Yay!!!"

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"Okay!!!"

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"It's so handsome!!!"

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Watching Murong Miao slowly crawl out of the cave with difficulty, all the disciples on the scene instantly burst into bursts of cheers and excitement.

As for Murong Miao and Yue Qinming, they were both limp on top of the high bell along the entrance of the cave, dripping with sweat and panting.

"Heh... Scold... Scold... Yue Qinming... Scold... Scold... I... Certain... Will exceed... Yours... Scold... Heh..."

After Murong Miao swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva with difficulty, he turned his head, looked at Yue Qinming beside him, and said with a pant.

On the other hand, Yue Qinming closed his eyes and changed his breath vigorously, and from time to time he would swallow a few mouthfuls of saliva, so that his throat could be more comfortable and no longer so dry and uncomfortable.

"Heh... Hehe... I, Murong Miao, this... Lifetime... Hehe... Scold... Definitely... Beyond you..."

Looking at Yue Qinming's careless appearance, Murong Miao was not only furious, but at this moment, he no longer had the strength to teach the hateful person in front of him, even if he really had the strength, at this moment, did he still ensure that he could win against Yue Qinming? I am afraid that he himself could not believe it, and in desperation, he could only gasp and speak weakly.

"I said... You live a day... Aren't you tired... Less to say about the conversation... You... Your throat is not dry..."

Maybe it was because Yue Qinming really couldn't stand the nagging of his cousin, so he slowly looked at Murong Miao, and then rolled his eyes and complained weakly.

"You... Good... Today this time... It's me who loses... But next time... I... Certain... Will win it back... I do what I say..."

After saying this, Murong Miao hurriedly swallowed several mouthfuls of saliva in a row, which made him feel the refreshment in his throat and eyes.

"You... Let's lie down slowly... I'll go first..."

After Yue Qinming said this with difficulty, he supported his knees with both hands, shook tremblingly, and then wanted to leave.

"Thank you..."

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"Heh... Little brat..."

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