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- Chapter 351 Return to Yu
"I really feel sorry for you!" Xiao Yuesheng took back his silver chopsticks and looked at him with warm eyes: "You are drunk and rude first, and secondly, you have treacherous thoughts. You bully the minority with many, and your methods are poor. With so many things, how can you still be considered a martial artist? !¡±
The handsome young man's face was livid. No one except the gang leader dared to reprimand him like this. He stared at Xiao Yuesheng and sneered: "You sneak attack while we are drunk, do you still have a reason?!"
Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand, lowered his head to pick up the tin pot, filled the silver cup, took a sip, and was too lazy to pay attention to this person.
Seeing Xiao Yuesheng's methods, the two women felt confident, and they were able to move freely. Pieces of silver light flashed by, and there was bound to be a tinkling sound.
There was a muffled groan, and a young man in a yellow shirt staggered back, covering his wrists. With a "click", he knocked down the already shaky screen.
He tripped over the screen and fell backwards, butt first on the ground with a loud thud.
With a "wow" sound, he opened his mouth and vomited blood, his face wrinkled up, making people feel sad.
The buttock was really hit too hard, and the internal energy on the sword was eroded, causing internal injuries. With such a fall, the internal energy was stagnant and could no longer be suppressed, and all of it came out together.
With one person missing, the remaining four were even more unable to withstand the surge of silver light. They cheered up and tried their best to fight, each using their trump card. For a while, there was a stalemate.
Seeing that something was not going well, the handsome young man turned around and rushed behind the two women, stabbing them with his long sword, like a white rainbow penetrating the sun, with a cold light.
"Tsk¡ª¡ª!" Xiao Yuesheng waved his right hand, and a ray of silver light flashed away and hit the handsome young man's sword. The long sword immediately fell out of his hand and flew diagonally into a landscape screen.
The handsome young man felt his hands tremble, half of his body felt numb, and his feet couldn't help but stagnate, and he was about to fall. He quickly shifted his weight to his left leg, and then stabilized himself, but he could no longer make a move.
He turned around and looked, and saw his long sword stuck on the landscape screen on the right, with a silver chopstick stuck on the long sword.
He turned his head and glanced at Xiao Yuesheng, and saw that he was drinking with his head down. He was horrified and quickly turned his eyes away, not daring to look again.
He stood there silently, calming himself and adjusting his breath, not daring to move again.
The situation on the field changed again. The two women were like divine help. The silver light rose again and became brighter and more eye-catching. However, it condensed into one place and formed a Yuantuo Tuo. It no longer spread out and protected them in front of them, no matter what the four people did. It has a variety of strange moves, but it remains motionless. As long as it hits the silver light, a surge of breath will come back, and its arms will go numb.
This group of silver light is like a glowing shield, thick and tough, and the force of the shock enters the body, which is weird and abnormal.
Du Wenxiu had a very high level of understanding and a photographic memory. After reading the sword manual of the Luoxia Divine Sword once, he had memorized it. When he started to use it, he suddenly remembered what was written in the sword manual and tried to practice it. Sure enough, he had mastered all the mysteries and felt at ease in his heart. It's as beautiful as drinking mellow wine.
Although the swordsmanship of the Yanxia Sect is not considered to be the best, the Qingyun Kung Fu is different and unique in its mystery. The internal force is as thin as a cloud or mist. Ignore it and it will form a ball again, which is really difficult to deal with.
The four of them took a step back, panting heavily, and glared at Du Wenxiu and Sun Yuru.
Seeing them retreat, the silver glow skyrocketed and turned into little bits of cold light, spreading out like fireworks blooming all over the sky, lingering around them and slowly dissipating.
"Sir!" The two of them stood next to Xiao Yuesheng, one on the left and the other on the right, looking at him with their bright eyes.
Xiao Yuesheng shook his head with a smile and looked at the six people in front of him: "It's better to dissolve enemies than to make enemies. It's a trivial matter. A dispute of temper is not worth mentioning. It's getting late and it's raining outside. You guys should go home quickly. stop!"
The handsome young man clasped his fists and said loudly: "Your Excellency is very powerful in martial arts. I admire you. I am willing to defeat you!"
He has a sincere expression and a sincere voice. Although he is defeated, he can talk and laugh with ease. Although Du Wenxiu and Sun Yuru hate his cunning and cunning, they still admire him for his openness and magnanimity.
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"Sir, if you don't tell me, I will do the same thing." The young man cupped his fists and smiled, then turned and left.
The injured man in yellow shirt was walking freely. When he walked out of the private room, he took a deep look at the two women, sneered, and turned away.
The two women glanced at him lightly and didn't care. They were hurt by themselves, so they inevitably felt resentful. They left like this because they were unwilling to do so and could only sneer.
Seeing them leaving, Sun Yuru smiled sweetly and said, "That man is really weird. He seems to change his face. He says these annoying words and pretends to be pretentious. Is he going crazy?"
She once saw a madman who would cry and laugh at times, and the expression on his face would change very quickly.
"This man is a wonderful person!" Xiao Yuesheng smiled, picked up the wine glass, drank it down, and smiled again.
"What are you laughing at, sir?" Du Wenxiu picked up the tin pot, filled it for him, and asked lightly.
Xiao Yuesheng smiled and said: "You guys eat quickly, we have to leave as soon as possible."
"Sir, what you said is weird!" Sun Yuru sat down, rolled her eyes at him, and wrinkled her pretty nose: "Just now you said we were walking too fast!"
Xiao Yuesheng smiled: "If you don't leave quickly, I'm afraid it will be more troublesome."
Sun Yuru took a sip of wine, stuck out her tongue, and asked curiously: "What's the trouble? These tables and chairs have been paid for, who will still ask for trouble?"
"What do you think?" Xiao Yuesheng asked with a smile, drank it all in one gulp, and frowned: "Wenxiu, this wine is not strong, so we should drink the one we brought with us."
Du Wenxiu nodded lightly, took out a purple lacquered gourd from his bag, brought it to the table, uncorked it, and poured him a glass.
A faint mellow fragrance suddenly spreads out. The fragrance is light and vague. Inadvertently, the fragrance is faint. When you smell it with your heart, it seems that it is not there.
This wine was brewed by him in his own valley. He used alchemy techniques, which were similar to the distillation methods of later generations, but more mysterious. The wine he brewed was extremely sweet and mellow. Even Du Wenxiu and the others liked to drink it. There was only one thing. The bad thing is that this wine has a very high alcohol content, a mellow taste, and is extremely strong. They can only taste it briefly and take a few sips.
Therefore, the wine was brewed in the Yanxia sect, and the wine was green in color, so it was named Bixia Niang.
"Sir, are you talking about those people just now?" Sun Yuru tilted her head and asked.
Xiao Yuesheng picked up the cup, put it to his mouth and smelled it. He showed a satisfied look and nodded: "Well, it's them."
Sun Yuru asked: "If they lose to us, will they find someone else to come?"
"Yeah." Xiao Yuesheng took a sip and nodded.
"No way?" Sun Yuru shook her head and said with a smile: "They must be honest, and they didn't do much to deal with them. They look convinced!"
Xiao Yuesheng laughed and shook his head silently.
"Yu Ru, you are too gullible!" Du Wenxiu said lightly.
Sun Yuru was not convinced, shook her head and said: "Senior Sister and Sir, you think of people too badly!"
Xiao Yuesheng smiled and said, "Well, let's wait here and see if you guessed it right."
"Okay." Sun Yuru said confidently.
Looking out of the window, heavy snowflakes like goose feathers were falling, and the sky and earth seemed to be covered with a white gauze tent. A gust of wind blew, and snowflakes floated in from the window.
These snowflakes seem to exude a fresh smell, dissipating the diffuse aroma of vegetables, and making the house feel cooler.
Sun Yuru put her hands on the window frame, leaned against the window, and looked out at the heavy snow outside, happily.
She has internal strength to protect her body, so she is not afraid of the cold, nor is she afraid of heavy snow. Instead, she sees heavy snow falling, and the scenery is extremely beautiful, and she watches it with great interest.
Xiao Yuesheng and Du Wenxiu were sitting at the table, quietly sipping Bixia wine and enjoying the snow scene outside.
The food on the table has been removed, except for a pot of tea.
Bixia wine is extremely potent. Even though he only took a few sips, Du Wenxiu's face was already as red as the sunset, as beautiful as the sunset.
Thumb thump thump thump, footsteps sounded, someone was climbing the stairs.
Du Wenxiu glanced at Xiao Yuesheng and said calmly: "They are here."
Xiao Yuesheng nodded and smiled, then turned to Sun Yuru.
Sun Yuru retracted her body, turned around and sat down at the table, and said, "Are they really them?"
"It's them." Du Wenxiu nodded. She had profound internal skills and an amazing memory. She could remember their steps and knew them immediately.
Sun Yuru was very angry when she hummed Wei Sheng. Seeing that Xiao Yuesheng seemed to be smiling but not smiling, she was even more embarrassed and annoyed, and hated those people.
"Tuk-tuk" the knock on the door rang.
Sun Yuru stepped forward, stood outside the door, and asked in a sweet voice: "Who is it?!"
"Wang Bingqing from the Guiyu Gang came to pay his respects." The majestic voice penetrated the door and reached the ears of the three of them.
Sun Yuru¡¯s eyebrows furrowed slightly, and she felt her blood flow with the sound. This person¡¯s internal strength was far greater than her own.
"Please come in." Xiao Yuesheng said calmly.
Although his voice is low, it is full of energy, clear and sonorous.
The door was pushed open, and standing outside the door was a tall, thin, middle-aged man with a square face. He was wearing a ge robe and was very simple. He had a mustache on his lips, which was shiny and black, and was as good as Xiao Yuesheng's mustache. , each has its own merits.
This person is Wang Bingqing. He has thick eyebrows, big eyes and a straight nose.?The big, bright eyes are clear and square, giving people a sense of integrity.
There were two people standing behind him. One was a handsome young man who had left Xiao Yuesheng and the others before. He was staring at Xiao Yuesheng with a solemn expression.
The other one is an old man with frosty eyebrows. He is thin, of moderate height, with a slim appearance. He wears a loose Ge Yi.
He has fair hair and a childish face, and his eyebrows are white and flawless, long and drooping to the corners of his eyes, and he has a certain air of immortality.
Wang Bingqing had a smile on his face and was surprised in his heart. He heard from his eldest disciple that this person was so skilled in martial arts that he would be defeated with just one move. However, he could tell that the person who spoke had no internal strength.
With his eyes looking forward, he glanced at the eldest disciple behind him and saw that he was staring at the young man sitting in the seat. He already understood that the person the eldest disciple was talking about was this person.
He secretly looked at Xiao Yuesheng, clasped his fists and laughed: "I am Wang Bingqing, the leader of the Anju Guiyu Gang. If you don't respect the three of them, who is the master?"
Sun Yuru opened her bright eyes and hummed: "Are you the leader of the Guiyu Gang?"
Wang Bingqing turned his eyes, nodded and smiled: "Exactly."
His heart was surprised, and the man in front of him looked very old, but he had no turmoil, and he surrounded the vicissitudes of vicissitudes. He must have experienced many things.
At first glance, it seems that he has no internal strength, but he has a strong momentum. He just sits there, silent, and the majestic aura is already coming to his face. This person's identity is by no means simple.
"We are from the Yanxia sect, who is he?!" Sun Yuru pointed at the handsome young man and asked in a sweet voice.
Wang Bingqing's expression changed, and then he returned to normal. He hugged his hands again, bowed, and said sincerely: "It turns out he is a senior disciple of the Yanxia Sect! My disciple Xu Pengfei, I have offended you so much just now, and I am here to apologize!"
"I don't dare to take it seriously when Gang Leader Wang personally apologizes." Sun Yuru said softly.
The Guiyu Gang is one of the four major gangs in Dengzhou City. It is a powerful and unusual gang, not inferior to the Yanxia Faction.
As the leader of the gang, he personally apologized to himself. Even though Sun Yuru was angry with that handsome young man Xu Pengfei, she still felt flattered.
Xiao Yuesheng gently played with the silver cup in his hand and looked at them calmly, with a calm expression and no emotion or sorrow.
Du Wenxiu was as cold as usual, with slightly lowered eyelids. Except when they entered the room, he glanced at them and never looked at them again. He seemed to be in trance, similar to the old man behind Wang Bingqing.
Wang Bingqing took two steps forward and said sincerely: "The so-called parenting or education is the fault of father and son. Master and disciple are like father and son. If a bad disciple gets into trouble, naturally I, the master, have the unshirkable responsibility! The three young heroes of the Yanxia sect, ladies, everyone There are many adults, so don¡¯t be on the same level as him!¡±
The conflict between the Yanxia sect and the Taishan sect is well known to almost everyone in the Shandong martial arts world. As one of the three major gangs in Dengzhou Prefecture, the Guiyu Gang is well-informed and will naturally know about it.
They know even more that the Canglan Sect has returned in vain. The Yanxia Sect, which usually remains quiet, turns out to be a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger!
Sun Yuru opened her round eyes and glared at Xu Pengfei fiercely. Although she was angry in her heart, since Wang Bingqing came to apologize in person, she naturally could not refute his face. Otherwise, even if she and her senior sister joined forces, they would not be their opponents.
Xiao Yuesheng put down his wine glass and coughed lightly.
Du Wenxiu raised her eyelids, looked at him, and saw his wink.
Her cold eyes fell on Wang Bingqing¡¯s face, and she said calmly: ¡°Gang Leader Wang, it¡¯s getting late, we have to hurry, so we¡¯ll say goodbye!¡±
"Wait a minute!" Wang Bingqing waved his hand, the smile on his face slowly faded, and said with a faint smile: "My disciple is rude. If you want to teach me a lesson, I should do it myself without bothering anyone else!"
Du Wenxiu raised his eyebrows, smiled lightly, turned around and said, "Sir, let's go."
"Haha, it's snowing heavily outside. Why don't you take a break from the snow before leaving?!" Wang Bingqing laughed, took two steps forward, came to the table, picked up the wine bottle, and said with a smile: "I want to serve this first. A glass of wine, young hero!"
Xiao Yuesheng covered the silver cup with his palm, shook his head and smiled, with a gentle tone: "I have had enough wine and food, I can't drink anymore."
"What can I do if I have another drink?!" Wang Bingqing laughed, reached out with his left hand, grabbed Xiao Yuesheng's arm, and tried to pull it away forcefully.
Xiao Yuesheng smiled and remained motionless. No matter how hard he tried, his arms remained motionless and his expression was calm.
Wang Bingqing looked stunned, and then his face flashed with green energy.
He was proud of his divine power and had always been arrogant. Seeing that Xiao Yuesheng had no internal strength, he deliberately refused to use his internal strength and wanted to defeat him with physical strength.
With a confident grab, the opponent's arm was as hard as stone, and his fingers couldn't grasp it. The grasp turned into a push,It's like pushing against a mountain wall and it won't move at all.
In desperation, he exerted energy in his palms, green energy flashed on his face, Changchun true energy surged out, as long as cotton wool, like strands, like waves of the sea, advancing layer by layer.
Du Wenxiu frowned, seeing that the two were comparing their internal strength, she was worried and ignored the rules of the martial arts, and put her right hand towards Wang Bingqing's wrist.
Her bare hands were like jade, and she touched her gently and tenderly, like a lover's touch.
When the right palm just came out of the sleeve, it was as smooth as jade. After it was stretched out half a foot, it was like a drop of cinnabar falling into a basin of clear water. The redness gradually melted away, light but not thick, and the palm became white and rosy, delicate and charming.
When Wang Bingqing saw this strange situation, he put down the tin pot with his right palm, raised his palm to meet it, and his face became more green.
With a "bang" sound, the two palms met, and Du Wenxiupiao took a step back, her jade face blushed and returned to normal.
What she just used was the Qingyun Hand, which seemed ordinary and mysterious. The palm force seemed weak and weak at first, but once accumulated, it suddenly formed the force of a dark cloud. It was fierce and fierce, but it was impossible to guard against it.
Wang Bingqing stood still, his face flashed with green energy several times, and he looked at Du Wenxiu with a strange expression, seemingly surprised or stunned.
Xiao Yuesheng shook his arms, stood up, clasped his fists and smiled: "Farewell! No need to send it off!"
Wang Bingqing fought with Du Wenxiu. Although Changchun Zhenqi was mysterious, he did not expect that Du Wenxiu was so young and had such deep internal energy. He fell behind. Qingyun Kung gained the upper hand and was extremely powerful. Although he was not injured, his blood was turbulent and his internal energy was not smooth. .
" Xiao Yuesheng shook his arm lightly, but the strength was extraordinary. Without the help of Changchun Qi, no matter how hard it was to control, he could only retreat.
Xiao Yuesheng and the others got up and walked out the door, but the door was blocked by two people, making it difficult to get out.
"Wait a minute!" Wang Bingqing raised his hand and shouted in a deep voice: "If you don't give me Wang face, don't blame me for being ruthless!"
As he spoke, his original smiling face darkened.
Xiao Yuesheng turned around and frowned: "Do you really want to do something?!"
Wang Bingqing nodded slowly: "If I don't take a look at you, wouldn't everyone in the world laugh at me, Wang, for being so timid?!"
Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and sighed: "I won't cry until I see the coffin!"
After saying that, he punched out, and the black tiger punched straight towards Wang Bingqing. It was plain and simple, without any tricks.
Wang Bingqing's face flashed green, he sneered, and without dodging, he slowly punched out his right fist, facing Xiao Yuesheng.
The two fists met, and there was a "bang". Xiao Yuesheng's figure remained motionless. Wang Bingqing's body rose into the air, passed five feet, and with a "click", a screen collapsed.
"Master!" Xu Pengfei hurriedly stepped forward and wanted to help.
Wang Bingqing waved his hand, stood up slowly, patted his Ge Yi, and smiled: "Your Excellency is really full of magical power, I admire you!"
When the two fists met just now, his Changchun internal energy surged out, but this person's pure external force directly knocked him away, unable to resist.
There are internal martial arts and external martial arts. Some external martial arts techniques, even if there is no internal strength, can still beat the internal martial arts with their own strength.
His physical strength is astonishing. Even his ordinary moves are extremely skilled in martial arts and extremely powerful. He is unlucky to meet such a master!
"You still want to take action?!" Xiao Yuesheng asked lightly.
"Haha, I am no match for Shaoxia, but among the Guiyu Gang, my martial arts is not the best, and there is Elder Lian!" Wang Bingqing chuckled, pointing to the old man with white hair and childish face behind him, and sighed: "Elder Lian But I am the number one master in the Guiyu Gang, if the young hero can catch it, then please do it yourself." - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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