From the leader of Mingjiao to the heavens

Chapter 32 The Descendants of Guo Jing
Wu Lie asked again, "Then where is Xie Xun now?"

Wei Xiao thought about the location of Ice and Fire Island: "I don't know where it is on an overseas island."

This is the same as not saying it. Everyone in the world knows that the Dragon Saber is probably in the hands of Xie Xun, and Xie Xun is on an overseas island.

The young swordsman Wei Xiao, who has been searching for seven years in the Jianghu, actually appeared on his own site. For Wu Lie, this is undoubtedly a super big pie falling from the sky. Haruka, as long as you work hard, you will succeed!
He had a fierce look in his eyes: "I think you are deliberately prevaricate and refuse to tell the truth, but it doesn't matter, I have a hundred ways for you to tell the truth!" He strode forward as he spoke.

Seeing Wu Lie like this, Zhu Jiuzhen couldn't help standing up and shouted with a plea, "Uncle Wu!"

Wu Lie looked at her in confusion: "What?"

Zhu Jiuzhen said: "Master Wei, he... also asks uncle to show mercy!"

Wei Bi suddenly spoke in a dark voice behind Wu Lie: "Really, this kid knows Xie Xun's whereabouts and the secret of Tu Long Dao, so he must be caught and tortured. You don't have to worry, wait for Master to capture him. Live, imprisoned in the dungeon, ask about the whereabouts of the Dragon Saber, and the rest, of course, do whatever you want, then, will he be able to ignore you?"

Zhu Jiuzhen looked at Wei Xiao and saw that he was still drinking soup with his head down there, as if he didn't know what was going to happen to him.What my cousin said is right. After my uncle catches you, he will definitely use all kinds of torture and torture. When I take good care of you, you will naturally know that this girl is fine.

She thought to herself, and sat back again, but in her heart she was a little bit expecting Wei Xiao to be locked up in the dungeon after being beaten to the point of being bruised and bruised: At that time, this girl will give you a sip of water and a bowl Eat, you have to thank Dade!
That Wu Lie saw a bit of meaning and laughed loudly: "Good niece, wait for my uncle to take him down first!" He said, reaching out to grab Wei Xiao's neck.

Wu Lie is the descendant of Wu Xiuwen. Wu Xiuwen is the master of Guo Jing. His father Wu Santong is also the apprentice of Master Yideng. He is also the leader of Dongxie, Nandi and Beibei. 's stunt orchid whisk hand.

Orchid brushing acupoints is wonderful in the word "Fu", asking to be as indifferent as orchid, to lift weights lightly, and to flick casually without showing any signs, and then point the person's acupoints.Wu Lie's fingers are thick and his movements are rough. This time, there is absolutely no essence of "orchid" and "flick".

Wei Xiao held a soup bowl in his left hand, and his right hand used the Eagle Claw to capture Wu Lie's wrist.

The eagle claw he practiced came from a helm master of the Tianying Sect. In terms of its power, it was far inferior to Huang Yaoshi's orchid brushing hand. It was only because Wu Lie broke down, and his internal strength was unparalleled. When the two touched their fingers, Wu Lie immediately felt as if he was hit by a red-hot iron bar, finally seeing the opportunity quickly, he withdrew his hand in time, and took two steps back.

Wei Xiao sighed inwardly at his own grasping: I have practiced hard for many years, and my skills are deep enough, but I still have too little actual combat experience.

Wu Lie was not good at capturing, and felt that the opponent's internal strength was strange, so he simply stopped using the orchid to brush the acupoint. Call Wei Xiao.

Wu Xiuwen learned a lot of martial arts from the hero Guo Jing back then. Dongxie's kung fu was too fancy, and he was often out of ideas. His elm head couldn't play at all. Hard work, the descendants of Wu Xiuwen also inherited this temperament.

And the Eighteen Palms of Dragon Subduing is not easy to practice. Although the palm method is simple, the most subtle part is the movement of energy. It must be supported by a strong internal force, and it is difficult for the descendants of the martial arts to master.

Fortunately, Wu Xiuwen's wife is Wanyan Ping, who once learned the iron palm art of Qiu Qianren's lineage. There are six strokes left.

Wu Lie's aptitude and comprehension surpassed that of his father's. He practiced the Iron Palm skill very well, and he also practiced the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms very hard. Only just now did he feel that Wei Xiao's internal strength was strange, so he resorted to the trick that he was most proud of.

Wei Xiao saw that his palm was strong, and he came with the power to open the monument and crushed stones.

Whether it is the exquisite palm technique, the strength of the palm, or the use of internal energy, the King Kong Giant Spirit Palm is [-] miles away from the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms. There is really a difference between clouds and mud.

It's a pity that Wu Lie couldn't get a home after practicing. He thought that the power of this subduing dragon palm was more than the iron palm skill that he had practiced hard since he was a child. He used it to fight against the enemy. Apart from provocation, he has never encountered an adversary.

However, in fact, in terms of true skills, let alone entering the room, he did not even get a first glimpse of the door. Kanglong has regrets, and the key is a "regret". [-] points, when the palm force is launched, the opponent is completely covered, no matter how the opponent dodges, the remaining [-] points of strength can knock him into a pulp!
Such a complex movement technique requires a strong internal force to be able to control it freely. Wu Lie has also learned a little from his practice since he was a child.

"Crack!" With a sound, Wu Lie flew out like a bundle of straw, and fell straight into the flower stand. He fell with his feet upside down, and crushed many wooden sticks for the flowers.He put his hands on the ground and wanted to sit up, but suddenly his chest stagnated and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Master!" Wei Bi felt an unprecedented fear as she watched the young man who was flying Wu Lie with one palm.

"Uncle..." Zhu Jiuzhen couldn't believe his eyes.

"Daddy!" Wu Qingying screamed and hurried to check on his father's injuries.

Wei Xiao put down the soup bowl and stood up: "You were the ones who dealt with me first, so you can't blame me?"

"What are you doing?!" Wei Bi was taken aback, shaking her palms and taking a defensive stance.

"Of course I want you to be arrested, then tortured and asked for something." Wei Xiao stepped in front of Wei Bi, Wei Bi shouted and used the strongest move he had practiced, "Three waves of the Yangtze River" "Attack Wei Xiao.

This move comes from the kung fu of Han Baoju, the god of the seven strange horses in the south of the Yangtze River. There are three powers in one move. If the enemy resists the first power with all his strength, he will not expect the second one to follow. The third force came surging again. If it wasn't for a martial arts master, it would be hard to avoid serious injuries if he encountered immortality.

Wei Xiao wasn't going to hurt him, so he didn't need to use a heavy hand, he just stretched out a finger and lightly tapped it on his chest.

Wei Bi felt that the tanzhong acupoint in his chest was sealed, and with a snort, he let out a breath of infuriating energy. He couldn't exert any strength, his hands and feet were sore, and he fell to the ground.

"Yangzhi!" Zhu Jiuzhen and Wu Qingying called out at the same time, and they could see that Wei Xiao was using the Yiyangzhi magic that the ancestors of the Zhu family had cultivated for generations!

Just before their voices landed, Wei Xiao swayed, pointing a finger in the east and pointing out a finger in the west, hitting the acupoints of the two.

Zhu Jiuzhen also collapsed to the ground, his eyes full of disbelief: "How can you know my Zhu family's Yiyang Finger? And you can practice..."

She couldn't say what she said after that. She had seen her father's Yiyang Finger. She was very skilled, and her fingering was even more exquisite. In her opinion, she was already the top master in the martial arts at that time, but now she has met Wei Xiao's one. Yang Zhi, as if seeing a new world, her father once made, compared to it, it is like a crow encountering a phoenix, the difference between clouds and mud!
Wei Xiao smiled lightly, and did not answer his words. He walked into the flower bed, lit Wu Lie's acupuncture point, carried it back like a chicken, threw it on the ground, turned and asked Zhu Jiuzhen, "You are under Zhu Wulian Huanzhuang, Is there a dungeon?"

Zhu Jiuzhen turned his head to the side angrily and didn't look at him.

Wei Xiao smiled lightly, took a deer leg, and used his fingers to clamp the infuriating energy, with a "click" sound, the bones were broken into two pieces.

He stretched out two fingers and pinched Zhu Jiuzhen's nose: "If you don't tell me, I'll tear your nose off."

As he spoke with a slight force, Zhu Jiuzhen's nose was pinched, unable to breathe, and he was pulled vigorously, sore and painful, anxious and angry, shy and afraid, and with tears in his eyes, he said sullenly: "If you want to kill, kill it. , a tormentor is not a good man!"

"When did I say I'm a hero? Do you say it or not? If you don't say it, I'll really tear your nose off!"

He increased his strength again, and Zhu Jiuzhen was in tears: "I said! I said!"

(End of this chapter)