The longevity of the heavens begins with Mingyu Gong

Chapter 122
The steel thorn in Wang Yipu's hand flew out, smashing down all the steel needles in the air. Taking advantage of this gap, he crossed the distance between the two and came to Qin Hanlin.

An afterimage appeared on Qin Hanlin's arm, and the steel needle between his fingers pierced Wang Yipu's eyes, intending to destroy his eyes directly.

Just when the steel needle was about to touch Wang Yipu's eyes, Qin Hanlin saw a hint of mockery in Wang Yipu's eyes.

In the next second, Qin Hanlin felt his right arm go numb, and the steel needle between his fingers fell off involuntarily, and then his right arm fell under Wang Yipu's control.

Qin Hanlin exclaimed in shock: "You are not the Vajra Liuyang Hand!"

Wang Yipu sneered: "The King Kong Liuyang hand is also worthy of being compared with my Tianshan Zhemei hand?"

Tianshan Zhemei Shou, the unique technique of the Xiaoyao School, includes the three-way palm method and the three-way capture method. Among the palm method and the capture hand, there are grasping methods and unique skills of various weapons. The transformation is complicated, and any trick in the world can be transformed into In this set of palms.

This is the kung fu that Wang Yipu has hidden for decades. Once he used it, Qin Hanlin didn't notice, and his right arm fell under Wang Yipu's control.

As soon as Qin Hanlin breathed out his zhenqi, he was about to break free from Wang Yipu's lock, but he felt Wang Yipu's hand on his arm, and suddenly there was a suction force, and the zhenqi was sucked out of his body uncontrollably, rushing towards Wang Yipu's body.

Qin Hanlin was shocked, and the true energy in his dantian gushed out wildly. He wanted to stop the suction, but the more he stopped, the faster the true energy was lost, and one-third of the true energy in his body was sucked away in an instant.

"Demon, what kind of demon are you?"

Qin Hanlin, who had never encountered such a situation, tremblingly looked at Wang Yipu, his eyes full of fear.

Wang Yipu, on the other hand, showed a cheerful face. After Master Xiaoyaozi disappeared 30 years ago, he carefully hid himself and climbed all the way to the position of chief arrester of the six gates.

Until I saw Xiaoyaozi again a month ago, Xiaoyaozi told him that he would personally assassinate the emperor at the emperor's sacrificial ceremony three months later, thus stirring up chaos in the world.

Who knew that Qin Hanlin, the emperor's loyal dog, would have come to his door before he could act. It seemed that the capital could not wait any longer, and he would leave as soon as possible after killing Qin Hanlin.

Just in Qin Hanlin's despair, a spear pierced through the air and went straight to the back of Wang Yipu's head.

Seeing that he was about to be pierced by the spear, Wang Yipu could only let go of Qin Hanlin and back away to avoid the spear.

When Wang Yipu stood still again, he was already surrounded by three shadows. It was Song Qiao and Huang who had come from Leigu Mountain in a stormy journey.

Wang Yipu realized with a flash of his thoughts that his identity had been revealed, and he must be related to Song Xing and others, so he sneered and said:
"Okay, when did the members of the Six Doors and the Beggar Gang become the dogs of the Imperial City Division? Song Xing, thanks to me, I promoted you to be the head catcher of the Pingjiang Mansion's golden medal. That's how you repay me?"

Song Xing looked at the distraught Wang Yipu, and said calmly: "Boss arrester, you have to make it clear that it was Prime Minister Lu who promoted me. You want to assassinate officials and stir up turmoil in the world, how can Song just sit idly by."

In the Song Dynasty, there were countless emperors, and there were many heroic strategies, as well as incompetence and cowardice.The most special emperor among them, Song Zhezong may be one or two.

Zhezong of the Northern Song Dynasty was one of the few emperors in the Song Dynasty who had pioneering consciousness except Taizu. strong support.

This young emperor insisted on the policy of the Shenzong Dynasty after taking office, defeated Xixia in one fell swoop, and restored the old land of the Han and Tang Dynasties. He can be called a wise emperor.

It is a pity that he died young, at the age of 24, leaving behind the Northern Song Dynasty who had just improved. In the end, because of his younger brother Huizong, he played a good hand of cards to a pulp, and the Han people in the Central Plains ushered in a shame that could not be erased for hundreds of years.

Song Xing wanted to see, in this time and space, if Zhezong had not died so early, whether the tragic ending of the Northern Song Dynasty and millions of Han people would have been changed.

Wang Yipu watched the three of Song Xing forming horns, surrounded them, looked around calmly, and said, "I have been hiding in the court for 30 years, how did you see through my identity?"

Song Xing saw through Wang Yipu's idea of ​​delaying time, and didn't give him a chance to continue talking, so he stepped forward and stretched out his hand.

In Wang Yipu's vision, Song Xing was just a simple movement, but the extended palm seemed to cover the sky and the sun, and wherever he could see, it was Song Xing's palm.

"Such a palm technique!"

Wang Yipu was startled, he never thought that this young head catcher who hadn't seen him before would possess such superb martial arts.

Song Xing's first move was so powerful that it not only shocked Wang Yipu, but even Qin Hanlin, who was lucky enough to escape, looked at Song Xing's thin back with surprise in his eyes, and shot that shockingly powerful shot. palm.

With a flip of Wang Yipu's palm, all the essential changes in Tianshan Liuyang's palm came easily, and dozens of changes burst out from his hand, directly blocking Song Xing's palm.

A loud bang resounded through the street, and the moment the two fought, the green bricks under their feet were directly shattered by the force of the countershock.

The moment he came into contact with Song Xing's palm, Wang Yipu felt something was wrong, so he retreated a few steps decisively to avoid the most dangerous attack in Song Xing's palm, but he was still hit by the fierce qi and retreated a few steps in a row.

Wang Yipu only felt a numbness in his mouth. With nearly a hundred years of skill, he lost to Song Xing and was shocked back. His eyes couldn't help showing a look of surprise.

He knew that in a pure battle of qi, he had already fallen into a disadvantage. After blocking the attacking palms of Qiao Feng and Huang Chang from left to right, the moves of his hands changed from domineering and fierce to small and flexible.

Pure true qi can't beat it, Wang Yipu doesn't believe that Song Xing can compare to Tianshan Zhemeishou, who has devoted himself to practicing for 50 years, in the polishing of moves.

When Wang Yipu worshiped Xiaoyaozi as his teacher, Xiaoyaozi once said that the Xiaoyao School has a Tianjian magic skill, which is recorded on 360 bronze mirrors. It contains countless external skills and several weapon training methods.

Xiaoyaozi said that Wang Yipu's qualifications were limited, and he only passed on Wang Yipu's Tianshan Zhemei Shou and Tianshan Liuyang Palm. Beiming Divine Art.

Over the years, Wang Yipu has practiced Vajra Liuyang Hands on the surface, but secretly practiced Xiaoyao Kung Fu in order to wait for Xiaoyaozi to return and assassinate the emperor.

It can be said that Wang Yipu has practiced martial arts for 50 years, and the Tianshan Zhemei is in his hands, which changes from one inch to the next, and he has truly cultivated his essence. Otherwise, Qin Hanlin would not have been captured by him with a single move just now.

Song Xing's palm was avoided by Wang Yipu, followed by his arms linking together, hooking and cutting the support, biting Feiteng, not leaving Wang Yipu's vital point.

The moves in Wang Yipu's hands were unpredictable, but he was always able to block Song Xing's attack subtly, with one hook and one down, moving around, defending the attacks of Qiao Feng and Huang Chang.

Facing the siege of the world's three top masters, the fourth youngest disciple of the Xiaoyao Sect unexpectedly blocked all the attacks for a short time.

Qin Hanlin next to him was dumbfounded, and only then did he realize how good Wang Yipu was in hiding.

At first, I was afraid that Song Xing and others would steal the credit, but now it seems that if it wasn't for Song Xing, I would have lost my life here.

There was a great momentum between several people fighting, and amidst the bang, Song Xing's right hand turned into a knife, straightening like a dragon, and the sound of a tiger roaring faintly resounded in the air, and the air waves broke through the air, and suddenly took a few steps, towards Wang Yipu cut off.

The moment the palm knife fell, Song Xing flicked five fingers of his left hand. In Wang Yipu's eyes, a white mist appeared above his head, which evolved into a cloud-white whisk in the sky.

The dust whisk composed of white mist, with the flick of Song Xing's five fingers, swept down towards the top of Wang Yipu's head.

Wang Yipu had never thought that martial arts could evolve into such a form, just as he blocked Song Xing's palm knife, his left hand also passed through Song Xing's defense like a ghost, and hit him on the chest, and the dust whisk swept down like a shooting star without paying attention.

Wang Yipu tilted his head to avoid the head blow from Fuchen, but his shoulder was swept away by the illusory Fuchen, his shoulder bone was shattered, and the pain was unbearable.

And looking at Song Xing who was only shaking his body after receiving his full palm, the pupils of Wang Yipu's eyes shrank violently into a little bit: "Golden Thread Immortal Clothes, true Qi transforms into form!"

(End of this chapter)