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- Chapter 416 Roufeng
"I'll do it." Song Mengjun took a step forward and looked at Tan Xingping calmly, without sadness or joy, as cold as ice, as usual.
Her expression was as if she were facing a stranger, with no emotion at all.
Seeing Song Mengjun stand up, Tan Xingping's eyes suddenly flashed, and the light suddenly burst out, as if two cold bolts of lightning shot out.
He finally became angry. Song Jingsi and the others stood up to confront him, but he didn't think anything of it. After all, they were strangers, not as good as Xiao.
But when Song Mengjun, whom he had always admired and pursued relentlessly, stepped forward, a knife was inserted into his heart.
"Youyou really want to fight me?!" He took a deep breath, the smile on his face became bitter, and his voice was dry, as if it was extremely difficult to speak out the words.
Song Mengjun nodded: "If you want to take action, you must first pass me. Mr. Xiao will not take action easily."
"Okay, okay!" Tan Xingping smiled bitterly and suddenly laughed loudly.
He kept laughing and leaning forward, laughing until tears flowed out, as if he had encountered the funniest thing in the world.
Xiao Yuesheng shook his head, knowing that he was heartbroken.
However, he had no sympathy in his heart, and the other party was full of murderous intent. As a result, he couldn't even let him go.
Love can easily turn into hatred.
In the world, there is a thin line between love and hate, and this Tan Xingping is narrow-minded, easy to go off the rails, and easy to fall into extremes.
Such a character is more likely to turn into hatred out of love, with overwhelming hatred and murderous intentions. If he cannot get it, he will never let others get it.
In this way, Song Mengjun is in danger, and the only safe way is to remove him and nip the danger in the bud.
He sighed secretly, but his face was peaceful.
"Have you laughed enough?!" Song Mengjun looked at Tan Xingping indifferently, watching him laugh so hard that he shed tears, and remained indifferent.
She has a cold temperament and will never be easily moved. She is in charge of a gang. Among the Blue and White Gang, young and handsome people are by no means a minority. She has long been numb. The Tan Xingping in front of her is just a stranger, and a stranger who has murderous intentions towards Xiao Yihan. people.
She hates to see Xiao Yuesheng being humiliated the most, but this Tan Xingping actually looks down on him so much and wants to humiliate him, which is unbearable!
Tan Xingping took a breath, wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, took a few more breaths, stood up straight, and looked at Song Mengjun.
At this time, he seemed to be a different person, his eyes were shining brightly, and his whole body was full of momentum. He was like a cold sword unsheathed, shining brightly and exuding a compelling momentum that made people dare not attack directly. , I wish I could hide for a while.
Xiao Yuesheng frowned slightly and nodded secretly. Sure enough, there are many wonderful people in the world. Although this Tan Xingping is his enemy, he is also a good seedling. With a little polish, he can become a top master.
What a pity, what a pity! Xiao Yuesheng sighed secretly and shook his head, with a look of compassion on his face.
"Miss Song, I didn't expect you to be so heartless!" The friendly smile on Tan Xingping's face disappeared and was replaced by a sneer.
Song Mengjun shook his head lightly: "There is no love at all, so what is unfeeling?!"
"Haha, then Tan is just being sentimental?!" Tan Xingping laughed at himself and shook his head with a sad look on his face.
Song Mengjun nodded. For the man in front of him, he was only angry and had no pity. His eyes were cold, without sadness or joy.
Seeing her like this, Tan Xingping felt despair in his heart. Suddenly, a surge of resentment surged deep in his heart. He turned to glance at Xiao Yuesheng and sneered.
Song Mengjun said calmly: "If you want to do it, go ahead and don't ask for help from your mother-in-law."
"Okay! Okay!" Tan Xingping sneered and nodded.
Xiao Yuesheng suddenly took a step forward, stood next to Song Mengjun, and said warmly: "Miss Song, I'd better do it!"
Song Mengjun turned to look at Xiao Yuesheng.
Xiao Yuesheng said in a low voice: "For such a character, I'd better come in person. His martial arts skills are extremely high. I want to see it myself!"
Song Mengjun frowned slightly, thoughtfully. For a moment, she kept thinking, her face changed, and she did not directly agree to Xiao Yuesheng.
Xiao Yuesheng said calmly: "This person is a lover after all. It is ominous to kill him hastily, which will leave a lasting shadow in my heart."
Song Mengjun raised his head, glanced at him, and nodded slowly.
Xiao Yuesheng smiled slightly and nodded. The two of them had a tacit understanding.
Song Mengjun took a step back and stood behind Xiao Yuesheng, standing side by side with Su Qingqing, looking at Tan Xingping coldly.
When Tan Xingping saw this, he was furious and hummed: "?What do you think of me? You can change someone if you want. It's so arrogant! "
Xiao Yuesheng glanced at him and smiled faintly: "You want to find someone to attack, don't you just want to find me?!"
The two of them suddenly stood up, came to Tan Xingping, clasped their fists and said, "Sir, you have a noble body, how can you be like this?!"
Tan Xingping waved his hands and said impatiently: "I want to see how they can get me!"
The two of them were still standing in front of him, standing as tall as a pine tree, bowing and saying: "Sir, you are worth a thousand pieces of gold, and you can leave these matters of fighting and killing to your subordinates!"
After saying that, the middle-aged man turned around and smiled coldly at Xiao Yuesheng: "If you want to fight with my young master, you must get through me first!"
Xiao Yuesheng raised his eyebrows and shook his head. Although the person in front of him had profound cultivation, he was like a child in front of him, but he was too lazy to take action.
He said in a deep voice: "You are no match for me. You will die in vain, so it is better to retreat."
The middle-aged man shook his head and said calmly: "Even though I am dead, if you want to fight against my son, you must defeat me first!"
"Master, please leave this person to the disciples!" Song Jingsi hurriedly came over and whispered.
Xiao Yuesheng frowned twice and nodded in agreement.
"As my disciple, if I only grow up in a greenhouse, no matter how strong my martial arts training is, I will inevitably fall. I can only keep training."
This is a contradiction, but if you are in front of yourself, there will be no danger, and it can be regarded as an excellent opportunity.
"Be careful, this person's martial arts is very high." Xiao Yuesheng warned in a low voice.
Song Jingsi nodded, pursed her lips tightly, took two steps forward, cupped her fists and said, "Please advise!"
The middle-aged man frowned. He didn't expect it to be such a delicate woman, and he really couldn't do it.
¡°I don¡¯t fight with women, let¡¯s find another one!¡± He hummed in a deep voice, crossing his arms and looking at Xiao Yuesheng with a cold expression.
Xiao Yuesheng smiled faintly and said: "This is my disciple, it depends on your ability! Beat the younger ones, and the older ones will come out naturally!"
"Then I'll hit a dozen of the younger ones!" The middle-aged man shouted, stepped forward, and punched out fiercely.
The punch was fierce, and the whistling wind sounded like it was tearing through the air, carrying a terrifying power.
Song Jingsi narrowed her eyes slightly. Such a punch was so powerful that it was not enough to make her fearful.
Although she has not been practicing for a long time, her knowledge is already very broad. Jiang Nanyun once took her to the Qingping Gang to watch everyone's practice and compete with everyone.
She already has a lot of hands-on experience, but she lacks some life-and-death fights, and those people cannot really have the intention to kill.
His body floated, his feet rotated, and he instantly moved to the side of the middle-aged man, and the punch hit the empty space completely.
The feet moved, but the hands kept moving, and struck out with a palm, lightly and without any force. It looked slow and leisurely, like a lover's touch.
The middle-aged man did not dare to be careless, and noticed something was wrong with this palm. It seemed light and weak, and it looked like it was very slow, but it was very fast. When he wanted to dodge, he felt caught off guard.
He kicked his foot violently and quickly moved his body to the left, barely avoiding the palm, and a cold sweat broke out on his back.
Such a palm technique is really weird. She doesn't seem to have much internal strength, but her footwork is extremely mysterious.
The middle-aged man knew very well that the secret of footwork was a matter of life and death. As soon as he saw her take action, he knew he had met a master and did not dare to be careless.
He braced himself and punched out again, but he had stored up several layers of strength in case of emergency, and did not dare to use all his strength.
Song Jingsi stepped lightly with mysterious steps. She took two steps and appeared beside him again, and slapped out with a light palm.
When the middle-aged man saw it, he was overjoyed. Without moving his body, he punched out fiercely, trying to meet Song Jingsi's palm.
Song Jingsi took the shot lightly and saw the middle-aged man's fist whirring, but did not avoid its sharp edge like last time.
With this punch, the middle-aged man seemed to have no less power, but the power contained in the punch was far inferior to the first punch.
"Bang!" He did not expect that Song Jingsi did not use footwork, but used a head-on move.
Song Jingsi¡¯s feet spun, then she took a step back. Her expression remained unchanged, but her bright eyes flashed.
The middle-aged man punched out without using all his strength. He felt that the opponent's palm was hard. Although his internal strength was inferior to his own, he still couldn't shake it.
He couldn't help but feel frightened for a while. Such a palm technique obviously had weird inner strength and mental skills, and it was by no means a strong internal force.To win, unless the internal strength is much stronger than the opponent's.
However, although he has deep internal strength, he is not far stronger than the other party. Otherwise, she would not dare to challenge him single-handedly.
Thinking of this, he became more and more careful. The internal force in his fists was not overbearing, but mostly remained in his body, ready to respond to changes.
Meeting such a slippery opponent was really a hard thing. He felt sad in his heart, but did not show it on his face, which showed a confident look.
Punch after punch, he turned skill into cunning and returned to simplicity, just punching out one punch after another, paying no attention to all the tricks. No matter how complicated and dazzling her moves were, he just punched her. out.
Not only that, when it comes to the subtlety of his moves, he is far inferior, but he doesn't care. It's just a punch. Sometimes, he even uses it to hurt both sides. Because he can't see through the opponent's moves, his eyes are confused, so he fights to get hurt, but also to hurt himself. bump into each other.
Song Jingsi was at a loss when faced with such a situation.
She lures the enemy, confuses the enemy, deceives the enemy, deceives the enemy, and does everything she can, but the opponent is like an old cow pulling a cart, taking her time, only seeking no faults, not seeking merit, neither greedy nor greedy, until she sees her own moves , just punch out and prevent yourself from getting closer.
Xiao Yuesheng squinted his eyes slightly and remained motionless.
Su Qingqing came over, looked at him, and whispered: "Brother, Jingsi seems to be unable to find any good solution!"
Xiao Yuesheng said "hmm" and didn't answer. He just stared at it with amusement, thoughtfully.
After a while, Song Jingsi suddenly changed his moves, turning them into simple ones. He also imitated the middle-aged man and struck out with a light palm without moving his body.
The middle-aged man was overjoyed and punched her out unceremoniously, just to prevent her from cheating. He didn't use all his strength, only half of his internal strength.
With a "bang" sound, the two men swayed, and the middle-aged man finally stopped moving.
Song Jingsi, on the other hand, rotated her feet and used a unique set of techniques to dissolve or release the internal energy.
She didn't rest, and struck out with another light palm. Her body remained motionless, and her expression was decisive and brave, as if she wanted to decide life or death with one palm.
The middle-aged man was happy in his heart, his face remained motionless, and his inner strength was concentrated in this punch, hoping to kill her with one move.
A ray of light flashed through Song Jingsi's bright eyes, and she suddenly flashed her figure. She quickly got behind him and struck out with a light palm.
This palm is as fast as lightning. It seems light, but it is extremely cruel. It is completely different from the palm technique just now.
This palm is indeed different from the palm technique just now. It is the secret skill in the Nine Yin Manual - the heart-destroying palm.
Song Jingsi didn¡¯t want to use this trick at first, but seeing that this person wanted to kill her, she had to strike first against the person who wanted to kill her.
"To strike first is to be stronger, this is the concept that Xiao Yuesheng instilled in his disciples. No matter it was the last life, the last two lives, or this life, it remains unchanged.
Although Song Jingsi is kind, she has gone through great changes and is quite aware of the horror of human nature. When she saw that he wanted to kill her, she suddenly hardened her heart and without hesitation, she used her trump card.
She set traps several times, but the other party didn't fall for it. This time, she finally couldn't resist the temptation, thinking that she had a chance to win, so she tried her best to use her palms, which gave her an opportunity to take advantage of.
The middle-aged man¡¯s eyes flashed as his opponent disappeared. He was frightened and wanted to change his tactics, but it was too late.
With this palm, all the inner strength of the whole body surged forward. If you want to turn around, you can't do it. It's like a car. If it is driving at a slow speed, it is not difficult to turn to the rear. If it is driving at full speed, it is difficult to turn to the rear. It is extremely difficult.
He was like this. He couldn't fight back if he wanted to, so he had to use his internal strength to resist and concentrate on his vest.
I felt a pain in his vest. This palm happened to be printed on his vest.
He was overjoyed. He channeled his internal energy first, then slapped his palm up. The internal energy counteracted it, so he would not be seriously injured. After all, the opponent's internal energy was not deep.
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Song Jingsi retreated and fell back to Xiao Yuesheng, whispering: "Master, I used the Heart-Destroying Palm!"
Xiao Yuesheng nodded: "Well, it's a good deal!"
He was quite pleased. This Song Jingsi usually looked at Wen Wen quietly, but when he moved his hands, he was very good at using his brain. He often defeated the strong with the weak, and his mind was delicate, far beyond ordinary people.
Tan Xingping stepped forward, glanced at the fallen middle-aged man, checked his pulse, shook his head, his face gloomy.
He raised his head and glanced at Song Jingsi. The look of resentment made her shiver. She quickly turned her eyes away, not daring to look at him again.
"You're scaring meWhat are children doing? ! Su Qingqing said angrily, giving Tan Xingping a hard look and a disdainful sneer.
Tan Xingping¡¯s face was so gloomy that he could squeeze out water. He stared at Song Jingsi and ignored Su Qingqing.
Xiao Yuesheng coughed slightly, took a step diagonally, blocked Song Jingsi behind him, and said calmly: "This is inevitable when you take action."
"Okay, very good!" Tan Xingping suddenly laughed, but there was no smile on his face.
With such a shape, he looked like a madman, and all the girls were a little afraid. Only Song Mengjun looked at him calmly, without joy or sadness.
Tan Xingping suddenly moved, and his figure disappeared in a flash. Suddenly, he appeared behind Song Jingsi. He reached out with a palm and hit his vest directly.
Such a situation was beyond everyone's expectation. They didn't expect that he had such superb Qinggong, and they were caught off guard for a moment.
Song Jingsi's reaction was sharp, and she reached forward with her palm, trying to catch this palm. She used the broken jade palm, which was extremely strong and yang.
She was helpless and had made up her mind to decide whether to live or die. This person named Tan, since the master did not allow Sister Su and the others to take action, it was obvious that this person was extremely skilled in martial arts. Compared with his little internal strength, she was afraid that The mantis arm is blocking the car, but the gap is too far. Even if the jade fist is broken, it will be of no avail.
She smiled bitterly in her heart, but she struck out with her palm without hesitation. If she wanted to stop him, the master would take action to avenge her.
In times of crisis, her mind was extremely clear, and all kinds of past events were replayed in her mind in a flash of lightning.
In the end, the situation stayed in the wonderful situation when they lived in Guanyun Villa. They just felt that they could live like this once in a lifetime, but it was not in vain.
"Bang!" She was in a trance, when suddenly her palm was empty, and what she saw in front of her eyes was the back of her master.
He was standing in front of him. Opposite him, Tan Xingping was knocked against the wall as if being beaten by a giant tree. He pressed his body against the wall, looking coldly at this side.
"You want to kill my disciple?!" Xiao Yuesheng asked lightly, but his face turned cold, his eyes were dim and silent, and murderous intent surged in his heart.
Tan Xingping sneered, his body moved, and he appeared next to Song Jingsi again. He thrust out a palm with unparalleled speed.
Xiao Yuesheng chuckled, and in a flash, he moved sideways to Song Jingsi's side, blocked his palm, and struck out with a floating palm.
Tan Xingping's expression changed slightly, and he moved his foot sideways again. His palm was already very close to Song Jingsi, and he was about to reach it.
Just at this moment, a faint sneer sounded in his ears.
When he turned his head and wanted to see clearly, a hand in front of him kept enlarging, covering his eyes.
Suddenly, he felt a sense of helplessness, as if the world was so big and there was no place to hide, so he could only die.
This thought was quickly suppressed by him. Knowing that it was affected by the opponent's martial arts, he lowered his head sharply and fell to the ground, trying to avoid this palm.
Xiao Yuesheng's body swayed, and with a light blow, it was imprinted on Tan Xingping's vest, and then he retreated and returned to his original position.
"Let's go!" Xiao Yuesheng turned to the girls and said.
The blow just now did not seem to use much force. It just hit Tan Xingping, knocking him to the ground and eating him like a dog.
The girls nodded naturally and had no objections, so they just followed him obediently.
Xiao Yuesheng suddenly stopped, pondered for a moment, turned to Tan Xing on the ground and said calmly: "I will spare your life today. If you insist on being my enemy, you won't be so polite next time!"
Tan Xingping smiled coldly and did not agree, but his eyes were extremely malicious, as if he wanted to eat their blood and peel off their skin.
Xiao Yuesheng shook his head, sighed, stepped out of the painting, and appeared in Su Qingqing's painting.
"Brother, he hates us so much, why should we spare his life?!" Su Qingqing asked softly before she sat down, with a puzzled face.
Xiao Yuesheng sat at the window. The window was open, and the breeze came slowly, blowing on their faces with bursts of cool breath.
"Forget it, he is not a member of the martial arts world, but a kid from a wealthy family. He must be able to figure out what to do." Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand.
He laughed secretly in his heart and shook his head, feeling that his temperament had changed a bit and he had become more hypocritical.
He sighed secretly again, and suddenly, he understood a little bit why Buddhism was gradually declining, and now, there is no one who has achieved enlightenment.
As time goes by, people tend to fall into secular rules more easily, and lose the mysteries between heaven and earth. More entanglements between people take up all people's energy, and it is difficult to have the Wei and Jin Dynasties. Elegance and ease like a celebrity.
Suddenly, in a flashSuddenly, he had an epiphany, and Xiao Guanlan, who was originally free and easy, was resurrected.
He chuckled, with a relaxed expression, shook his head and said: "Qingqing, I'm not sparing his life, I just don't want to taint your eyes. When he comes home, he will die!"
"It's true!" Su Qingqing brightened up and giggled.
Xiao Yuesheng nodded: "A person like this is really a serious problem and needs to be eliminated as soon as possible to avoid causing trouble and affecting others."
He turned his head and looked at Song Mengjun: "Miss Song, are you okay if I kill him?!"
"Why should I be surprised?!" Song Mengjun's expression changed and he snorted coldly.
Xiao Yuesheng smiled slightly: "I heard that women often find it difficult to hate men who like them."
"Who did you listen to?!" Song Mengjun's face sank, and she stared at him coldly, hearing the meaning behind his words, her heart ached slightly.
Seeing her like this, Xiao Yuesheng laughed, shook his head and said: "Okay, it's just a joke, I just feel it's a pity!"
"What's a pity?!" Song Mengjun glared at him angrily.
Xiao Yuesheng picked up the wine glass, took a sip, and said: "It's a pity that such a person with great martial arts skills has no big heart. Are there really no heroes in the world?!"
After saying that, he stood up, turned to the window, and looked at the lake. His eyes seemed to go through everything in front of him and see the infinite distance.
The girls behind him looked at his back, and suddenly felt a sense of loneliness in their hearts.
This feeling comes out of nowhere, but I can't help it.
"Master, he is jealous because he likes her, right?" Song Jingsi said softly.
Xiao Yuesheng turned around, shook his head, sat down, and picked up the white jade cup.
Song Mengjun stepped forward, holding the pot in both hands, and filled a cup for him, but he did so smoothly and without any lag.
She just felt that she had to do this and wanted to comfort him. He had martial arts skills, but she felt that his heart was too fragile and needed to be carefully protected.
Xiao Yuesheng nodded, smiled slightly at her, and thanked her. He shook the white jade cup gently to let the mellow fragrance spread in the air, brought it to his nose, sniffed lightly, and took a slow sip.
He sighed softly: "Jealousy is indeed an extreme catalyst, but it does not play a decisive role. This person's heart is just evil."
Su Qingqing pursed her lips and chuckled: "However, it seems that he is quite heroic and knows how to deceive women!"
"Well, such a person is extremely dangerous!" Su Qingqing nodded.
"Brother Xiao, how did you plot against him?!" Su Qingqing came over curiously and asked with a smile.
Xiao Yuesheng glanced at her, shook his head, picked up the white jade cup and took another sip.
"Brother, it doesn't matter if you talk!" Su Qingqing begged relentlessly, her voice was tired and she was already acting coquettishly.
"I didn't say it because I was afraid of scaring you." Xiao Yuesheng smiled slightly, picked up the book, and read through it slowly.
"Brother, are you looking down on us?!" Su Qingqing said unconvinced, her bright eyes widening, staring at him fiercely.
??Looking at her posture, we have to figure it out.
Xiao Yuesheng¡¯s gentle gaze swept across the crowd, nodded, and said with a smile: ¡°Do you really want to hear it?!¡±
"That's natural!" The girls nodded one after another, with eager expressions on their faces, and their bright eyes were staring at his face.
Xiao Yuesheng stroked his mustache and closed his eyes slightly, seeming to be deep in thought.
After a while, while the girls were waiting nervously, Xiao Yuesheng raised his head, opened his eyes, and said lightly: "I have a skill that can secretly plot against people."
"What Kung Fu?!" Su Qingqing asked hurriedly, her breathing became much heavier, her bright eyes unblinking.
Xiao Yuesheng smiled slightly and said in a low voice: "This kung fu must be kept secret and cannot be announced to anyone. It is really harmful to the harmony of heaven and earth."
"Brother, what kind of kung fu is it that is so exquisite?!" Su Qingqing asked curiously, feeling itchy.
Xiao Yuesheng shook his head but didn't say anything, which made Su Qingqing stamp her feet and get angry.
However, no matter how coquettishly she acted, Xiao Yuesheng just shook his head and smiled slightly, which was very weird.
Everyone had no choice but to give up and think hard, trying to figure out how they could secretly plot against people.
??????? Is there such a skill in the world? It¡¯s so evil.
"Brother, how did you plot against him?!" Su Qingqing had no choice but to change the topic and continue to ask.
Xiao Yuesheng chuckled: "When you come into contact with people, it's very easy to plot against others. My palm is the Soft Wind Palm."
¡°?Wind Palm? ! "Su Qingqing's bright eyes lit up and she asked hurriedly.
Xiao Yuesheng nodded and smiled softly: "The so-called Soft Wind Palm has two layers Let's just talk about the first layer. Its palm force is like a gentle wind. When it hits the body, it is unconscious and just thinks it is a breeze blowing by. Wouldn¡¯t care.¡±
"There is such a palm technique?!" Su Qingqing's bright eyes sparkled, and she smiled softly: "If it is such a palm technique, I'm afraid I won't be able to hide from it, especially if it's a plot against someone I know well, it's very scary!"
Xiao Yuesheng nodded slightly and said, "Well, this palm is indeed somewhat unique."
"Brother, what is the other meaning of Soft Wind Palm?!" Su Qingqing felt itchy and couldn't help but ask.
Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and smiled, but didn't say anything.
Su Qingqing stepped forward and took his arm, and said in a sweet voice: "Brother, please, just say it. If you do this again, you will be anxious to death, so there is no need for Roufeng Palm!"
Xiao Yuesheng chuckled, shook his head, and said: "This Roufeng Palm is really too vicious. I will never take action easily."
¡°Brother¡ª¡ª!¡± Su Qingqing stamped her feet and stared at him with an angry look.
Xiao Yuesheng picked up the wine glass, took a sip, and looked into the distance, as if overlooking the scenery on the lake, but also as if he was deep in thought.
Su Qingqing was so anxious that she jumped up and down, but when she saw him like this, she didn't dare to disturb him. Her heart felt like a cat scratching her, and it was so itchy. - 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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