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Part 2 Yitian Chapter 212 Anger

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    Chapter 212 Angry

    "Okay, okay, I want to see the Kongtong Sect's clever tricks!" King Yin Ye's eyes flashed with awe, and he pulled the ribbon on his chest gently, lifted up the white cloak on his body, and the white cloak flew back like a paper kite.  When he came out, a member of the congregation behind him took it with both hands, quite skillfully, and it was obviously not a coincidence.

    Then, he took off the long sword from his waist and handed it back. Another disciple stepped forward to catch it with both hands and stepped back slightly.

    Xiao Yuesheng and everyone stopped talking, put their hands behind their hands to watch, glanced at it, and shook their heads secretly. The result of this battle was obvious. It was sad that the Kongtong Sect had declined to this point.

    After all, the Kongtong Sect is one of the six major sects. Everyone is excited and wants to see the skills of Tang Wenliang and Yin Ye Wang.

    The two of them approached, both with bare hands. When they got close to two or three meters away, they stopped approaching and slowly walked around in a circle, looking for a gap in each other.

    Both of them had drooped shoulders, weak and weak, their feet were gentle and gentle, as if they were walking on thin ice, they were lifting lightly, they were steady and sure, and they were extremely cautious. After just a few steps, they already showed that they were full of energy, which was extraordinary for ordinary people.  .

    "Take the move!" Tang Wenliang suddenly sped up, raised his fist from his waist, and struck out flatly, straight into King Yin Ye's face.

    This punch is simple and simple, without any tricks, and it seems to be able to be avoided at will.

    King Yin Ye refused to hide, snorted coldly, exhaled loudly, slowed down his feet, stopped, clenched his right hand into a fist on his chest, stretched out his left hand, as if standing on a horse, and slowly came forward.

    Tang Wenliang saw that he was going to fight hard, and he felt happy. He mobilized all his inner strength and concentrated on his fists, hoping to win with force.

    He is, after all, much older than the Yin Yewang. Although he is no longer capable of using his muscles and bones as an old man, his internal strength must be much deeper than his own. It is natural that he can only achieve this if he fights for his internal strength.

    In the expectant eyes of everyone, he slowly approached with punches and palms.

    When they were about to intersect, King Yin Ye suddenly shook his arm, as if shaking a rope. Starting from his shoulder, a soft force spread along his left arm to his wrist.

    The palm of his hand was gently spin, and the word "twisted" was used, and his left palm pulled the fist that rushed out of anger. The body rushed forward, his right fist was like a meteor, and he hit Tang Wenliang's chest.

    Someone said "Hey", as if he was surprised. He didn't expect that the Yin Ye King would use such methods, and he could use a thousand pounds in four ounces, which was quite similar to the style of Wudang.

    Tang Wenliang was no idiot. He couldn't help but rush forward, and took advantage of the situation to throw out his left fist, spinning it out and colliding with Yin Yewang's punch.

    With a "bang" sound, both of them were shocked and each took half a step back.

    Tang Wenliang's face flushed, and he was quickly suppressed. King Yin Ye exhaled and laughed loudly: "Happy, happy!"

    He took a step forward, transformed his fist into a claw, which was like an eagle, and held it in his mouth towards Tang Wenliang's eyes. He was extremely fast, like an eagle swooping down, with a fierce and terrifying momentum.

    ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? away and everyone was surprised. They did not expect that there was such a set of claw techniques, but it was unprecedented and seemed to be an exclusive creation.

    Tang Wenliang faced each other with fists. The two of them fought with one fist and one claw.

    The power of the Seven Injury Boxing Technique is naturally extraordinary. King Yin Ye knew this very well. He felt that when the opponent's fist came into contact, the internal force that came over was extremely mixed, either yin or yang, sinking or sinking, empty or real, changing.  There are many things to guard against.

    Fortunately, Tang Wenliang's internal strength was not strong enough. Although there were many changes, it was difficult to shake his solid internal strength. It just felt difficult to deal with it.

    "Seven Injury Fist is indeed well-deserved!" He Taichong smiled while stroking his beard and said to Xian Yutong, the leader of the Huashan Sect.

    Xian Yutong nodded. Just by looking at the strength of Tang Wenliang's punches, whether light or heavy, and the balance of hardness and softness, he could tell that he was extraordinary. He thought that if he came forward, it would be difficult to defeat him.

    Song Yuanqiao turned to Xiao Yuesheng, and asked with a smile: "Mr. Xiao, how do you think of Master Tang's boxing technique?"

    Xiao Yuesheng stroked his black mustache, shook his head, and smiled without answering.

    "Is it possible that Young Master Xiao, with his amazing magical skills, does not take Senior Tang into his eyes?" A clear voice suddenly asked, with a gradually sour tone in his tone.

    The provocative meaning of these words was too obvious. Everyone turned their heads and saw Song Qingshu with a cold face and piercing eyes, glaring coldly at Xiao Yuesheng.

    Song Yuanqiao frowned and glanced at his son, vaguely aware of his hostility towards Mr. Xiao, but he didn't expect that he would be so unwise to say these words to his face.

    Song Qingshu is usually quite resourceful, but at this time he is obsessed with love, occupied by jealousy and anger, and his behavior is unusual.

    The rest of Wudang were startled and surprised. Yu Lianzhou's face had darkened. He had always been cold and stern and had strict requirements on his disciples. Among them, he was the one Song Qingshu feared the most.

    He Taichong stroked his beard and smiled.Ban Shuxian's old face also showed a faint smile. It would be best if Xiao Yuesheng and the Wudang Clan could turn against each other.

    "Why did Young Master Song say this?" Xiao Yuesheng raised his brows and asked with a faint smile, his expression was as usual. Even Li Ruoyun and the others could not detect any strange expression on his face.

    "I heard that Young Master Xiao's magical skills are amazing and I have never had the opportunity to see them. Why don't I go out and compete with Mr. Yin from the Tianying Sect to open my eyes!" Song Qingshu's handsome face squeezed out a smile, which was so reluctant that others could see it.  Be sad.

    Xiao Yuesheng stroked his black mustache, shook his head, and said with a smile: "Haha, with all the experts here, it's not my turn to do anything, but Song Shaoxia is young, and his skills have already been passed down from the martial arts. With time, he will outshine his predecessors."  And Sheng Yulan, haha I would like to congratulate Daxia Song first!"

    The last sentence was made by turning his head and smiling at Song Yuanqiao.

    "Mr. Xiao, thank you!" Song Yuanqiao hurriedly raised his hands and shook his head, laughing. He glanced at Song Qingshu and gave a reproachful and restraining look.

    "It's just that Song Qingshu was obsessed with love and had a hot head. He didn't see his father's eyes because he kept staring at Xiao Yuesheng's face.

    Song Qingshu had a teasing look in his eyes and sneered: "Oh that's true. It's better to hide your ugliness than to show your ugliness. I'm ashamed to say that I don't have this cleverness!"

    "Qingshu!" Yu Daiyan was unhappy. He felt that his nephew's words were a bit excessive and harsh, so he hurriedly scolded him.

    "Qingshu, please go and see the injuries of the senior brothers first." Yin Liting patted Song Qingshu's shoulder and said warmly.

    He knew the truth behind it, and he also somewhat understood Song Qingshu's mood. Although he felt that his feelings were pitiable, it was really inappropriate to speak like this.

    Seeing that his father and several uncles were protecting Xiao Yuesheng, Song Qingshu felt even more resentful, his face became ugly, and his eyes were bright, like two burning torches.

    Xiao Yuesheng shook his head secretly, this Song Qingshu is really disappointing, but how to deal with him is a difficult problem. For the sake of Song Yuanqiao and Wudang everyone, they cannot kill them all, but if they indulge him, they will definitely get worse. This person is not  What a broad-minded person.

    Li Ruoyun glanced at Song Qingshu lightly, his eyes clear and clear, which made him feel as if he had been poured cold water on him, and his mind suddenly became clearer.

    "Young Master Song, if you want to see senior brother's martial arts, why don't we spar with each other? The little girl's martial arts are all taught by senior brother on his behalf." A coquettish laugh sounded, but it was Lin Xiaoqing wearing a snow-white gauze, smiling cleverly  Yanran, just the sound of her voice has the ability to enchant the soul and frighten the soul.

    She has a delicate mind and handles relationships with people with ease. When she saw Song Qingshu actually making trouble for her elder brother, she felt angry, but she didn't force it. She had the idea of ??humiliating him slowly, and she didn't care whether it was a martial act or not.

    Song Qingshu turned to look at her, his eyes were startled, a look of intoxication flashed in his eyes, he was shocked by Lin Xiaoqing's graceful charm.

    He had been focusing on Zhou Zhiruo just now and couldn't see any other woman in his eyes. Now when he suddenly saw her, he felt his heart pounding non-stop.

    Yu Lianzhou couldn't stand it anymore. With a gloomy face, he raised his hand to his mouth and coughed lightly, which was quite clear, waking up Song Qingshu.

    "Young Master Song, do you look down on us women?" Lin Xiaoqing smiled sweetly, as if he was joking.

    "You are serious, girl, I have absolutely no such thoughts!" Song Qingshu shook his head hastily, and then realized that he was a little out of character, and said seriously: "It's just that there are differences between men and women after all. If it were a competition, I would be unable to win."

    "Alas¡ª¡ª!" Xiao Yuesheng sighed helplessly, glanced at Song Yuanqiao and the Wudang heroes, shook his head and said: "Junior sister, please step aside for now."

    Lin Xiaoqing immediately suppressed her smile, moved her lotus steps, and retreated behind him. She stopped talking, but secretly gave Song Qingshu a hard look, and the depression in her heart was suppressed.

    Xiao Yuesheng's eyes were warm, covering Song Qingshu lightly, and he said gently: "Since Young Master Song wants to see my martial arts, it would be disrespectful to reject it blindly, okay, then please give me some tips from Young Master Song!"

    Song Qingshu shook his head hurriedly: "My martial arts skills are low and I can't show off Xiao Shaoxia's magical skills, so why not give it a try with Mr. Yin."

    "Master Yin has Daxia Song and the others to deal with him, so I don't have to worry about it. We are of similar age, so we should get close to each other." Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and laughed.

    After saying that, he did not allow Song Qingshu to speak any more. He took a step forward, stretched out his right hand, and captured the air.

    Song Qingshu suddenly felt his body tighten, as if tied by invisible ropes, unable to move. His body seemed to be standing on the glacier, moving forward flatly, with his feet half a foot off the ground, and slid to Xiao Yuesheng in the void.

    Just this skill alone surprised everyone around him. Such deep inner strength,They think they are far behind.

    Although Xiao Yuesheng can take care of Song Yuanqiao and the others' face, he is not someone who can swallow his anger. If he doesn't show him how powerful he is, he might not know that Lord Ma has three eyes!
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