The Heavens: A Qing, the Yue Girl at the beginning

Chapter 126
The bright moon hangs obliquely in the night sky, the evening wind blows slowly, and the night is as cool as water, but everyone present feels chilly all over their bodies.

He Shangshu, Xiao Huzi and others were originally huddled in a corner of the room, their faces were ashen and trembling, and they could no longer use martial arts.

Before they left the island, they all thought that once they entered the Central Plains, except for a few people, they would have no opponents. As a result, they encountered an unprecedented defeat shortly after arriving in Yangcheng.

Just reluctantly accepted this sense of gap, but they saw a master of martial arts far surpassing their own.

The gray-robed man floated up from the ground like a ghost, and flew towards Jin Jiuling who was on the ground without touching the ground, without making any noise.

Of course, this is not as shocking as the swords and swords that smashed the masonry, but in fact it is much more shocking.

Having experienced Wu Ming's martial arts teachings, He Shangshu and the others all have great insight and vision, so they also understand the requirements behind the other party's ability to achieve such a gentle, even weird, movement.

Undoubtedly, the energy and blood of the gray-robed man's whole body have penetrated. Although he is also a body of flesh and blood, he is different from others.

There is no dregs in his body, he is free from all diseases, and can easily live to the lifespan of two Jiazi.

This is a skill that can only be achieved when one's skill reaches the peak of the world.

Although Gong Jiu's lightness kung fu is extremely high and has been fully cultivated by Wu Ming, but the kung fu is still a bit weaker and cannot reach such a level.

If the gray-robed man uses the same movement technique to approach them, he may not be discovered until his palm touches his body.This means that if the other party really wants to take their lives, perhaps they only need one move.

But his silent swipe left nothing.

The floor under Zhao Qing's feet sank slightly, and several strands of intertwined virtual and real force spread from the ground to Jin Jiuling's body more than ten feet away, shaking him up obliquely, just avoiding the incomparably precise sweep of the gray-robed man. Grabbing, the whole person was hung on the sandalwood wardrobe in the room three feet away.

The profundity and ingenuity of this one-hand transmission of strength, if you study it carefully, it is completely beyond the outstanding body skills of the old knife handle.

"Old knife handle?" She looked at the gray robe's basket-like bamboo hat that covered her face, and asked coldly.

"You know me?" The old swordsman also spoke, his voice as indifferent as a ghost.

"Of course, I've heard of the old knife handle in Ghost Villa." Zhao Qing looked at the other party's attire and said.

The handle of the old knife is Mu Taoist's secret vest, the gray robe and bamboo hat, coupled with the opponent's extremely high martial arts, his identity is already obvious.

Considering that the other party's attack on Jin Jiuling just now, it should be the treasure he accumulated when he was an embroidered thief.

To run a huge ghost villa, the wealth consumed every year is naturally huge, and it is necessary to find hidden income.

However, where did he get that Jin Jiuling is the Embroidery Thief?

"How much do you want to share? Can half be enough?" The old knife pointed to Jin Jiuling on the top of the wardrobe.It's obvious what he means.

It seems that after trying a trick, he has discovered that the opponent's strength may not be weaker than his own, so he wants to bargain for an equal share?
Zhao Qing took out a small red satin pouch from his sleeve, and pulled out several embroidery needles from it. Using his internal force to bend, with a light flick, he flew to the edge of Jin Jiuling's body, nailing him who was still struggling. She locked it on the wardrobe and didn't move anymore.

She looked at the handle of the old knife and said, "Why did I give it to you? Is it because of the lightness skill you showed just now?"

Her meaning is also obvious. As we all know, Gao Ming's lightness kung fu is not completely equal to strength.

Chu Liuxiang, who used to be number one in martial arts, was far behind Shi Guanyin and Jellyfish Yinji in martial arts.

But what the old knife handle just revealed is not only lightness kung fu, but also his superb internal kung fu that can be said to overwhelm the martial arts.

Could it be that Zhao Qing's knowledge is not as good as that of He Shangshu and others, and he didn't recognize the content behind this?

The old knife handle was already walking slowly towards Jin Jiuling, but when he heard this, he suddenly turned around and stared at her, his gaze in the bamboo hat was as sharp as a blade:
"One battle will determine the outcome. If I win, I don't want this Jin Jiuling anymore. I just hope you promise to do one thing for me unconditionally, how about it?"

The name "Old Sword Handle" was originally used by people in the underworld to refer to them as the boss.Taoist Mu gave up Jin Jiuling and agreed to invite him after the competition, which naturally showed a heroic demeanor.

When He Shangshu and others who were watching from the sidelines heard the name "Old Swordsman", their expressions changed slightly, and their expressions were even more surprised at this time.

Apparently, they had also heard of the name of the old knife before, and had some understanding of it.

They suddenly had an illusion, and saw a sinister and arrogant hero on the old knife handle.

"Yes." Zhao Qing nodded, she wanted to compete with Taoist Mu.It was just now that she discovered the profound skills displayed by the other party, which aroused her interest even more.

Taoist Mu's internal strength realm should have been higher than that of Dugu Yihe, Ye Gucheng and others, reaching a brand new level.

Even if his matching moves are only average, his inner strength alone can bring her great inspiration.

……

The room in Palace Nine in the ship is very spacious, almost comparable to a small courtyard on the ground, enough to accommodate hundreds of people.

This is also his basic treatment as the heir of Prince Taiping and the "second person" of the Invisible Man organization.

But He Shangshu, Xiao Huzi and others felt that this cabin was too crowded and too small to accommodate the next confrontation between the two peerless masters in front of them.

Just the aura released by both sides almost overwhelmed them.

Although there is obviously a reason for the temporary loss of martial arts, it is quite amazing that just standing there can cause such pressure on them who are several meters away and have strong bodies after practicing martial arts.

The only weapon on the field was Sharman.She put her hand on the hilt of the sword and stood in the corner of the room, with a bit of worry in her eyes.

However, very few people could guess that what she was worried about was whether the ship would sink in the battle, rather than worrying about which side would win and which side would lose.

The two swordsmanship that Zhao Qing used earlier brought her great shock and confidence.

And Gong Jiu's room was already the lowest floor of the ship, once the floor cracked like the upper cabin, the bottom of the ship would keep flooding.

……

Although the old knife handle is called "Old Sword Handle", he did not bring a knife or a sword, but came empty-handed, showing strong self-confidence.

However, in fact, although he did not carry a sharp weapon, no one dared to underestimate him.

He stood there very lightly, and slowly drew two semicircles with his hands, like a sea full of dark tides, moving with stillness, and stillness with movement, making it completely impossible to fathom its movement.

Zhao Qing stood opposite, with the same relaxed expression, as if there was no such strong enemy in front of him.

All of a sudden, her fingers came together, and quickly stretched out, pointing towards the handle of the old knife.With just such a light tap, she tapped out two sword lights that tore through the air.

The old swordman smiled coldly, turned his palm over, the black bird scratched the sand, the wild goose fell on the flat sand, and the wild goose flew southward. With one move and three moves, he held the sword light firmly in his hand, and then took advantage of the momentum to rush forward. The chain of palms is exactly the cotton palm of Wudang.

This kind of light and dense Wudang palm technique in his hands not only shows great skill, but also changes surprisingly fast.

(End of this chapter)