[Comprehensive martial arts] Master let me cultivate myself

"But I have fulfilled what I promised you." Wu Qirong said helplessly.

When Nian said this, he instinctively felt that he had fallen into a deep pit, but the current situation did not seem to give him any room for regret.

Still wearing men's clothes, but already showing the amazingly beautiful face under the mask, coupled with the iconic throwing knife and the six-and-a-half-quarter stance, the scholar Jingtao doesn't need to doubt her identity.

She took a slanted sword and gained fame in the capital, and won the hall in a starry night raid. She already looks a bit like a hero of the younger generation.

The strange thing is that he felt that the two of them were the same kind of people before, even though he found out that she was a little girl instead of a teenager, it seemed that it hadn't changed.

She said that she wanted to save Zhu Xiaoyao's life, and not make her a winner in the struggle between Liu Fen Ban Tang and the Lost Heaven Seven Saints League. It also didn't look like a lie.

But Wu Qirong felt that compared to Zhu Xiaoyao, who was already controlled by others, he was more worried about his own safety.

"Is there anyone more suitable for this job than you?" Shi Nian looked into his eyes seriously, and felt that he was not involved in worldly affairs in the capital, but Wu Qirong, who had no use for himself right now, immediately stood up under such gaze. Straighten your back.

I could only hear Shi Nian continue to say, "The person who hunts down and kills the Second Holy Master needs to be measured in his actions, which is in line with your attitude of pity and respect for women."

He scratched his hair, always feeling that this sentence could be interpreted as derogatory or commendatory, it seemed that there was something strange about it.

"Secondly, this person must be superb in lightness kung fu, at least not weaker than the second sage who is not weak in lightness kung fu."

This is also the strength of Jingtao Scholar, he looks round, but his feet are not bad.

"Thirdly, this person must have the ability to pretend to act," Shi Nian said, but felt that the words sounded like he meant something, and then changed his words, "After he succeeds, he must learn from the Lost Heaven Seven Saints League." To rush out of the siege, at least you have to act as if someone is supporting you with full confidence, which is not an easy task."

"Combine these requirements together, and there are very few people available. Who can have such courage to fight for fame, but brother Wu."

At the end of the year, he put on a high hat again.

Wu Qirong was already dizzy. He felt that from today onwards, he should not be called Jingtao Scholar, but Jingtao Hero.

Wait, didn't he go to the Six and a Half Hall to watch and eat and drink by the way?Why do you seem to be on a thief ship and sail far away?

He was thinking about this, but he didn't have time to ask, but was temporarily kicked out of the room by Shi Nian who was going to exchange clothes with Zhu Xiaoyao.

Leaning against the door, this young man who possesses unique skills but is wandering around the capital for the time being shows a wry smile. He has a premonition that the days when he could watch songs and dances leisurely are gone forever.

At this time in the capital, the other two people were also watching the development of the situation tonight.

After Yang Wuxie sent someone to deliver the note with those four words on it, he went to Sanhelou to meet Su Mengzhen.

The Golden Wind and Drizzle Building is indeed on the rise from the cracks, but the area around the Sanhe Building is still the territory of the Lost Heaven Seven Saints Alliance.

Su Mengzhen, whose physical features were too obvious, simply wore a mask, which fit the style of the Lost Heaven Seven Saints League, but it didn't attract much attention.

He leaned on the railing on the third floor of the Sanhe Building and looked down. The height here is far less wide than the view from the Yufeng Pagoda, but he can see the lights of the Changjie Night Market in the darkening night, slowly as if The spark spread and spread, as if the burning color extended to the palace palace in the distance.

Like a giant dragon born in a scorching fire, head held high and ready to fly.

When Yang Wuxie went upstairs, what he saw was Su Mengzhen's back.

"On behalf of the landlord, you don't have to come here."

Compared with Su Zhemu who was lying on the sick bed, Su Mengzhen's body was not much better, but Yang Wuxie felt that the muscles and bones contained in this frail body, after seeing the golden wind and rain tower completely rooted in the Before the capital stands proudly, it will never let him fall.

At this time, he said in a somewhat hoarse but firm enough tone, "I'm looking at a beginning."

As for the beginning, Su Mengzhen did not elaborate, Yang Wuxie is a person who can play the role of a think tank——

Liufenbantang, Jingtao scholar, and the person who was coaxed by her to fill the position of Liuhe Qinglong only knew a part of what they did in those years, especially Liufenbantang, who was used as a gun at this time, even more so. It was treating an undercover agent as a rising star.

But Jinfengdriyulou is different, once she succeeds in this round, what kind of introduction will Lei Mei's bet defeat become in Liufentang, Yang Wuxie who has dealt with the ending for her will not fail to guess.

They are in the dark, and they hold the initiative. This is an absolutely favorable position.

It's just that there were actually more muddy waters stirred up in those years than these two imagined.

Yang Wuxie couldn't see Su Mengzhen's expression at this moment, and he couldn't guess whether this young man who was going to take off his title of acting landlord in a few days and officially become the leader of the big power in the capital would act unreasonably towards that , the girls he recruited before he went to Beijing were worried.

He only saw that the other party suddenly tightened his hand on the railing, and whispered, "Here we come."

Under the moonlight, above the street lights, two figures rushed over from the distant roof.

The reason why I was so sure that I could meet Yan Hefa here at that time was that Yang Wuxie used a fine charcoal pen to outline the outline of the roof of a Sanhelou, a landmark in the capital, on the back of the words "Lei Mei missed". This hint was enough for her.

It doesn't matter whether this inference comes from Yang Wuxie or actually from Su Mengzhen standing behind.

Her allies believe that the ultimate purpose of her actions to stir up wind and rain in the capital is to let the Golden Wind and Rain Building win out of the chaos, and even help her handle the finishing work, so she also believes that standing in a position that is stronger than her Those who observe the battle situation from a more comprehensive perspective will come up with more accurate answers.

Yan Hefa, who was unsuccessfully attacked by Lei Mei, did not choose a more secluded place, but chose a place with the most complete armed forces of the Lost Heaven Seven Saints Alliance.

He is currently in the Sanhe Building!

Wu Qirong said that he had been duped into a scam, but at this moment, he was using Qi Luck Kung Fu, and the soles of his feet felt windy. When he thought that what he was doing at this time was to assist Shi Nian, he was surrounded by the forces of the Mitian League. Yan Hefa was snatched out, and he felt that the blood under his flesh began to boil.

Some people don't like my martial arts and unrestrained style. Isn't this a good girl with similar interests who will give him the chance to become famous in this battle.

So he clapped a palm at this time.

His martial arts comes from the strange stones in the crystal cave, and the lively and fragrant palm technique and the desire/immortal desire/death skill do not exist in isolation, but he has never had the opportunity to combine the two before, but now it is like As it was said at the time, acting must be realistic, and it must be the first to catch people's attention, so——

Under the cold moonlight in spring, the five-color mist in his palm turned into a seven-color dream.

That's the signal for the combination of the two!

If it was originally because of his temperament that he put some water on the red-clothed dancing shadow in front of him, so that the other party had a chance to flee all the way from the song and dance workshop to this point, then at this time, it was because one step forward would be a failure, so that He had to be ruthless.

Faster than his palm is the movement of the girl in red.

She jumped down from the high roof almost without stopping, and when her slender waist turned in the air, she was like a flying flower swirling down.

No one doubts that she is not the Second Holy Master.

The person is beautiful, the heart is cruel, and the waist is very thin. This is Luohua Wuying Zhu Xiaoyao.

But this palm of Jingtao Scholar is absolutely extraordinary!

Under the moonlight, this rainbow of seven colors almost turned into an extremely faint wisp, but it still caught up with the figure Riding the Wind Ruowu. When this move hit, she flew into the air like a butterfly with a broken thread It jumped up and down, and fell from the ridge of the lower floor towards the street.

A cloud of blood bloomed in the air.

And she also blew the reed flute she touched from Zhu Xiaoyao's body at the same time she was hit.

The ear-piercing sound of the flute was exactly what she had heard when attacking Lu Pojun in Xiaotianshui Lane before, and it was the contact signal of the Lost Heaven Seven Saints Alliance.

Now that it came out from her, it immediately attracted echoes from the surroundings.

Amidst all the eardrum-sharp noises, Shi Nian fell to the ground.

Especially Wu Qirong, a scholar of Jingtao who was at a high place, suddenly felt a crossbow pointed at him in the dark.

But for someone like him whose lightness skills are not weak, and whose internal strength is far beyond that of ordinary martial arts masters, who can be said to have his own adventures, these crossbows are just appetizers.

The person who could really pose a threat to him was Yan Hefa who appeared at this time.

He is indeed here, the news is correct!

Whether it was Shi Nian or Wu Qirong, a faint surprise flashed in their eyes.

Probably because at this time the Lost Heaven Seven Saints Alliance has quickly cleared the field, except for Su Mengzhen and Yang Wuxie who were hiding on the third floor to watch the battle silently, no one else was present. The Great Holy Lord known as the Immortal Immortal also revealed his true colors under the street lights.

He has white hair and a white beard on his chin, but his eyebrows are black.

It is not an exaggeration for him to be called an immortal, Wu Qirong thought to himself, judging from Yan Hefa's hair and beard, he is by no means young, but his skin is much better than that of this young man. Even more smooth as a child.

As soon as Yan Hefa appeared, Zhu Xiaoyao, who was disguised in the past, ran towards him.

There is absolutely nothing wrong with this choice.

The relationship between the Holy Masters in the Mitian Seven Saints Alliance is divided into factions. Zhu Xiaoyao is not just recommended by Yan Hefa, she is redeemed by this Great Holy Master, and it is he who taught her She has martial arts skills, and when she is seriously injured, she will instinctively run to the person she trusts the most.

Even though there were some elements of conjecture over the years, but in the lights of the long street, her dreamy face was less bloody, only her lips were stained with blood, showing a desolate and bewildered look, Yan Hefa instinctively ignored her Some of the places that are not the same as usual.

In some places where the camouflage cannot be completely consistent, there is also the cover of night and lamp shadows.

What's more, he has already put all his attention on Wu Qirong.

There was a trace of solemnity in his eyes.

Jingtao Scholar's reputation is not very high, especially when there are still many masters of the older generation in the capital who are in the capital, this person can be regarded as the most idle and unpursued among the masters of the younger generation.

It is by no means a good sign that he took refuge in Liufentang.

I don't know what kind of promise Lei Zhenlei gave him before he would make a move.

A small name and a threat are not the same concept. Zhu Xiaoyao has almost no power to fight back under the hands of the Jingtao scholar, which means that a Wu Qirong who fell to the Liufen half hall is equivalent to the Lost Heaven Seven Saints League. There is one more opponent worthy of a battle with the Holy Master.

Yan Hefa decided to delay for a while and leave Wu Qirong here.

Since you have been chasing someone so deep into the hinterland, then don't go back at all!

From Su Mengzhen's point of view, you can just see that besides the white hair and white beard, this old man with a childish face has already changed his gestures.

"This is the immortal technique of immortality evolved from the eagle claw skill." Yang Wuxie's memory is obviously not bad.

Su Mengzhen replied, "Unfortunately, he missed someone."

For some reason, Yang Wuxie felt that he could vaguely hear a bit of relief and pride from Su Mengzhen's tone, but just like what he said, he missed "Zhu Xiaoyao" who was already close enough to him. scary.

Even though his acupoint creation was originally in the night, it was convenient for him to use the crossbow to attract Wu Qirong's attention.

But before he found this opportunity to make a shot, Time had already moved.

There was a barely audible click from her fingertips.

The members of the Lost Heaven Seven Saints Alliance were on guard against the possibility that the Second Holy Master might attack the Great Holy Master, but no one under Yan Hefa's subordinates knew that Zhu Xiaoyao almost treated Yan Hefa as a relative. Even if he betrayed the Lost Heaven Seven Saints League, he would definitely not betray Yan Hefa.

She was too close to Yan Hefa, and she was too fast——

She seemed to have just taken a step inadvertently, and Yan Hefa felt that he could not move, obviously he still looked like someone standing in front of the team and giving orders.

This acupuncture point came from the girl in red beside him.

It was also at this time that he discovered that there was a bracelet on her wrist that shouldn't have been there.

Hidden under the dancing sleeves is this bracelet that he has never seen before, and it is attached to the water red sleeve. The throwing knife that was shot at the speed of ghosts and ghosts just now is nothing. Hesitantly, a cold light shot out, and the silk thread and the throwing knife came out together.

The cold light is scattered!

During this flash, Yan Hefa was about to be so annoyed by Liufen's tricks one after another that he couldn't keep the expression on his face. He also suddenly realized that Zhu Xiaoyao had already fallen into their hands, which was even more indisputable. fact.

The cold light and emerald blade was tricky, forcing his subordinates who would have retreated away, and the next moment, he felt that he had left the ground.

Scholar Jingtao's palm did not fail.

She had told him earlier that she was acting and doing the whole thing, although she kept her hands back, Yan Hefa could tell from her breathing that the palms in her body were seriously injured. There is no doubt, Zhu Xiaoyao is an absolutely arrogant girl after all.

But at this time, she was flying up into the wind alone, and this free and casual posture made people wonder if she was injured.

The red shadow reflected by the bright moon, the fingertips flickered with silver light, and threw more than a dozen throwing knives at the same time, only four of which were under her control, but each of them attacked Yan Hefa's personal guards .

She herself is like an unpredictable blood-colored light cloud, lifted up into the air by the breeze, and holding the amulet of Yan Hefa in her hand, she looks more and more comfortable walking in the garden.

It is true that the Mitian Seven Saints League is a mafia/Taoist gang, but whether it is Zhu Xiaoyao or Yan Hefa, they all have a chivalrous temper in commanding their subordinates, which is exactly why Shi Nian chose these two people first. Get out of the messy scene that is about to come.

So now that someone is in hand, no one dares to move.

Her figure is too fast, no one can predict whether the crossbow/arrow she shoots will penetrate Yan Hefa's heart next.

The sound of the reed flute had already stopped.

It was replaced by Jingtao Scholar's loud laughter.

In fact, he didn't want to laugh either, but Years made him look like he was backed up and the chances of winning were in his hands, but in terms of appearance, his lively and fragrant palm technique looked too much like a romantic place to add to the fun, so he just Can smile.

But it seems to work well.

He was standing on the roof, and under the backlight, his kind face was also shrouded in a shadow. He looked a bit of a master, and made people feel that they came prepared.

Shi Nian went up to the roof and threw Yan Hefa to Wu Qirong without hesitation.

The scholar Jingtao, who had been prepared for a long time, stopped laughing, and carried the man on his shoulders. With a little tile on the eaves, he had already come here just now and walked away now.

And this girl in dancing clothes wiped off the disguise on her face in an instant. What she seemed to do was to put away her disguise, but the remaining throwing knife in her sleeve had already shot again.

Her throwing knife is very different from what Su Mengzhen saw last time at Shenzhenmen, in just three months.

For a moment, people couldn't tell whether the light of the knife was more shining, or whether the people in the red clothes against the moonlight had a kind of breathtaking magnificence.

But in the light of the knife quenching the moonlight, she had already drifted away, walking on the moon in a trance, leaving only scattered flying knives embedded in the ground.

Yang Wuxie didn't realize until now that the railing in front of Su Mengzhen had broken a mark, and he didn't know when he made the move. With his eyesight, he could only see that there was a man fixed in the original place at this time. The bow/crossbowman on the ground should have had this opportunity to shoot arrows, but what remained beside him was a piece of wood.

That was Su Mengzhen's quiet protection.

"On behalf of the landlord."

"Let's go," Su Mengzhen replied, "The big show is about to take place, and three of the Lost Heaven Seven Sages have lost three of them. Even the guards who guard the Seven Sacred Lords can't afford this loss. If Guan Qi can sit still It's not easy. It's time for Leishang to make a move."

"We can't just wait for the right time anymore," the sickly young man said in an understated tone, "pay attention to the situation at [-]:[-]pm, especially Lei Mei."

There is really no need to be surprised why it is Lei Mei.

She didn't sleep well all night.

She obviously borrowed Lei Hen from Lei Shan's hand, intending to restrain Yan Hefa's Bulaodong with the palm strength of Lei Hen's "Shaking Mountain Thunder", she made the right choice, and she didn't miss out, but she Unexpectedly, Yan Hefa was far more prepared than she thought.

Theoretically speaking, the Great Holy Lord of Mitian League has the lowest martial arts among the seven, but he is also the oldest. Those who have been in the underworld for a long time, at Yan Hefa's age, know how to fight better and avoid war.

So Lei Mei missed.

What she didn't even expect was that the news of Zhu Xiaoyao's capture had already been sent back to Shi Nian in Tangzhong. The second news sent back was that she planned to try to attack Yan He, because most people would not think of it. He was attacked twice in succession.

It is true that the people from the Sanhelou battle last night had cleared the situation, but they couldn't stop the spies from spying on the situation there. Know what the people under your hand are doing.

After the news of Yan Hefa's acquisition came, Lei Mei heard a sentence from her father, "You are indeed not as good as her."

She was holding back her anger, even though she knew that the other party was really good at taking down Zhu Xiaoyao and Yan Hefa one after another, and she didn't know how to recruit Jingtao scholar, let alone a move that ordinary people can do, she still felt a little bit suffocated Qu, this anger was intensified by her not returning to Liufen half hall immediately.

So early the next morning, when Shi Nian carried Zhu Xiaoyao on his back and Wu Qirong walked in with Yan Hefa on his shoulders, what he saw was Miss Lei gnashing her teeth, looking like she wanted to beat someone with a whip.

"Give me the man." She pointed to Yan Hefa who made her feel ashamed.

Time stands in the way.

She had already changed back into the clothes she wore when she went out, but in the morning light, the residual force from the palm of Jingtao Scholar made her face look a little pale, and it was clearly shown in front of Lei Mei.

Lei Mei raised her eyebrows, and put away her whip bitterly.

She didn't care about an injured patient, she convinced herself that she didn't want to show her admiration for the opponent's action and ability.

"Miss, according to the rules of the rivers and lakes, the losers are the spoils of the winners, so they should be willing to bow down. Maybe a six-and-a-half-minute manner can make the other party change their ways. At this time, it is of no benefit to be whipped."

Her words sounded childish.

"What's more, the unrighteous acts of the Seven Saints of the Lost Heaven will inevitably be replaced by the Liufentang. At that time, they will have nowhere to go. Naturally, they can only serve us. I don't care if the eldest lady hits rocks or stakes. , but you can’t hit someone.”

Scholar Jingtao had the experience of being fooled by her so that he couldn't find the north, so he instinctively felt that there was something wrong with her words.

Combined with her swearing with that pale face at this time, it made her look like a fledgling young chivalrous man with a bit of pure and straightforward dreams.

Lei Mei felt that she was not as naive as her.

Scholar Jingtao felt that she was acting, but he had no intention of exposing her, and captured him in front of Yan Hefa's men. This accomplice is not considered to have fallen into prestige.

Now it's just to fulfill her desire for acting, he is still happy to watch the play, it's still a play of two beauties.

"I lost the previous bet." The rule that if you lose or win, you should be willing to bow down is obviously applicable to Lei Mei, but she has always been arrogant, and she can never really lower herself, "Just tell me, what do you want?"

Shi Nian shook her head, and she looked at Lei Shan who also walked out at some point.

He was still dressed in a plain gray robe, with his hands in his sleeves, looking harmless and deep.

Under the gaze of Shi Nian who seemed to be intimidated by the identity of the other party's eldest lady at this time, and who didn't know how to speak, he appeared like a mediator in the middle, "Since both of you are in the name of Lei If you make a move, how about letting Lei decide the rewards and punishments?"

Shi Nian knew that his goal had been achieved.