Chapter 18 Section 17

The majestic and dignified Yuan, the treacherous and sycophantic tyrant, turned the river into the root of the disaster and caused thousands of red scarves.The official law is excessive, the criminal law is heavy, and the people complain.Cannibalism, money buys money, never seen before.Thieves become officials, and officials become thieves.Alas, poor! (Small Order of "Drunken Peace") In the eleventh year of Zhengzheng, the world is about to be in chaos. Countless peasants couldn't stand the exorbitant taxes and poverty, and they took up their hoes to rebel one after another. There were sporadic uprisings everywhere, but the peasants formed an army in a hurry and were unorganized.

The Northern Red Scarf Army system is allied like a cloud, with Yingzhou as the general base and the neighboring Xuzhou as a supplement. As long as Han Shantong gives an order, 100,000 trained Xiangjun will raise the flag of righteousness. If they can start successfully, they will surely attract a large number Farmers join in and add tiger wings. On the other hand, the 50,000 Southern Red Turban Army led by Xu Shouhui is also ready to launch an attack at any time, fighting against the Northern Red Scarf Army, and the news of the alliance between the Northern Red Scarf Army and the Beggar Gang has reached Xu Shouhui's ears, which is not a pleasant feeling.

Especially Tai Chi, the leader of the Beggar Gang, who defeated the Southern Red Scarf Army on Niuyin Mountain a year and a half ago. Xu Shouhui just couldn't understand what was wrong with Xu Shouhui. After Han Shantong cooperated with Taiji as the leader and deputy leader of the martial arts, Xu Shouhui's patience finally reached its limit.Doesn't this mean that the co-owner of the Red Scarf Army is not him, but Han Shantong? Xu Shouhui was restless all day long, always thinking about taking the lead in asking for yuan and gaining the legitimacy of the rebel army. But his confidant Chen Youliang didn't think so.

That Chen Youliang was the white-faced scholar who was almost crippled by Qisuo on Niuyin Mountain. One day he argued at a military meeting that it would be better to wait for the Northern Red Scarf Army to launch an attack and attract most of the regular troops of the imperial court, and then they would be invincible. The speed swept across the southern states, and then became king in one fell swoop. This statement is exactly what Xu Shouhui likes, and now he has even thought about the name of the country. The name is Tianwan, that is, add a horizontal line to the word "big" and add a baotou to the word "Yuan", which means to overwhelm the Great Yuan.

But Xu Shouhui's jealousy is like a hot fire, burning far beyond his ambition. Yingzhou, May. The seven roads leading to Bailu Village at the bottom of the valley are all quiet trails. The pedestrian path traverses the slope of a valley covered with beech trees, and the scenery becomes quieter as you go further into the valley. Gradually, the road became narrower and narrower, and the huge trees blocked most of the sunlight, making the daytime an illusion of sunset and dusk.Farther away are rows of black beeches, and the vegetation under the trees has also changed from young bamboos to mountain ferns.

"What a White Lotus Sect, they make themselves so mysterious, and live in such a mysterious way!" Zhao Daming's voice. "Hey, you don't have to follow us to Bailuzhuang, you're so wobbly, you're dizzy just looking at it, won't you be so shaken that you want to throw up?" Qisuo held Hongzhong's hand, Look at the bamboo sedan chair in front of you. "Lying around blindly all day, it's really boring. If you don't come out with you bastards, I will teach you what a conversation between big shots is. It's boring to death!" There was hearty laughter from the bamboo sedan chair, and Zhao Daming sat on it. Very comfortable, with a flagon in his mouth.

Those who carried the sedan chair through the woods were Chongba, Xu Da, Chang Yuchun, and Babao disciple Tang He. The one who led the way was Han Liner who invited Qisuo and others to the meeting, followed by several masters of the White Lotus Sect. Beside Han Liner, two of them, Qi Suo, recognized him, and they had also seen them in Shaolin Temple. Han Shantong was very suspicious. Except for a few confidants of the White Lotus Sect, Han Shantong kept the location of the White Deer Manor a secret. He even killed the 200 workers who built the manor and buried them in the mountain stream. However, Zhong Hachi was placed in the ranks of the inner ghosts of various gangs in this way, and he had no chance to step in at all.

But the big event is imminent, and the Bailian sect has made friends with various sects and sects, so Han Shantong's prodigy can't keep seeing him, so more talents have come and gone in the past two months, and Han Shantong's most trusted Liu Futong and Du Zundao simply sent two thousand-strong forwards Pulling to the valley for military training also means protecting the family. After finally reaching the bottom of the valley, I finally saw the mysterious Bailuzhuang. Huge and thick walls, heavy doors, and a palace in the mountains covering an area of ​​one hundred hectares. Two thousand well-trained Xiangjun camped outside the manor and did not dare to enter. There were several large beehives hanging on the nearby trees, and the strange melody of the flute could be faintly heard in the distance. It was a few mysterious bees. The flute player is practicing directing the swarm.

Na Daigo was still sleeping on the huge roof, heard the footsteps of the crowd, and discerned that one of them was Qisuo, and let out a sneer as if bathing in a cool breeze. There are some people in this world whose every move makes people feel noble. When killing people, he is like a fairy splashing ink, and when eating, he is like a noble concubine tasting lychees. Daigo's sneer was so elegant that anyone who heard it would feel ashamed. "Yin-yang weirdness." Qisuo said simply, and Daigo's face froze when he looked at Fuyun. "Why do you say that about him?" Hong Zhong's laughter was like a silver bell, very pleasant to hear.

"It's like this, how can a man's hands be so white, evil, how can a man be imitating the sneer of eunuchs all day long, evil." Qisuo and Hongzhong talked and laughed, but they didn't look at Daigo at all. Under the eyes. Han Lin'er didn't care too much, he actually didn't like Daigo either. Especially the way Daigo kills people. Pushing open the door, one enters the peculiar corridor of five elements and eight trigrams, and finally arrives at the gazebo where Han Shantong used to play chess. This pavilion is located under the eaves where Daigo is lying. The eaves are about one foot high. If Daigo falls gently, it can protect Han Shantong and his son. It can be said that it is the safest place in the whole village.

The pavilions are all made of dolomite, which is impenetrable by swords and arrows, and stand quietly in a pond.Some of the lotus flowers in the pond are budding, some are just sprouting, and there is a faint sweet fragrance in the air. There were already several guests in the gazebo, and Zhao Daming knew them all, they were some passable gang leaders. On the huge stone table was a pair of pens and ink, a piece of calligraphy that had just been brushed away. "The young hero of the Taiji gang leader, the former leader of the Ming Dynasty is so brave, very good, very good." Han Shantong smiled and stood up. He learned that Qisuo agreed to be the deputy leader at the hero meeting, and he had a good impression of him. Han Shantong is wearing a purple-gold Taoist robe, graceful and luxurious, with a kind appearance. After a few pleasantries, Han Shantong invited Qisuo and his party to watch the calligraphy he had just written. "Three thousand tigers and wild beasts, straight to the land of Youyan; ninety-five dragons flying, reopening the sky of the Great Song Dynasty." The font is full and round, and the ink is dripping, it is indeed a good handwriting.In the calligraphy, the land of Youyan refers to Dadu of Yuan Dynasty, and Longfei Nine Five borrows the ninety-five lines of Qian Gua in "Book of Changes" "Flying dragon is in the sky, and the great man made it." This hexagram is auspicious, which means that a great sage appears . The meaning in the word is obvious, revealing Han Shantong's obsession with himself. Zhao Daming was illiterate, so Qisuo explained the meaning of the calligraphy to Zhao Daming. Zhao Daming smiled strangely and was about to make a sarcastic statement. All the leaders of the rivers and lakes admired the lotus in the gazebo, and all the cups, plates, and chopsticks they used were high-quality goods. The ever-changing dishes were delicious and beautiful. Qisuo and Hongzhong had never seen such an exquisite meal in their life. The two laughed and laughed, Along the way, he kept asking Han Shantong about the names of the dishes, with a look of admiration and feasting, but he didn't regard this dinner as a gathering of the world's first-class heroes. But when everyone saw the innocence of the two of them, they just smiled, and they all had a good impression in their hearts. The topic of the meal naturally revolves around the common people in the world. Han Shantong was worried all of a sudden, expressing that he was responsible for saving the suffering of the Li people, which made him often tasteless. The official position was given to the hero present, but the hero humbly refused but had to accept the see-saw, which provoked Zhao Daming, who was served by Chonghachi and others for dinner, almost choked to death on a fishbone laughing. "Nowadays the imperial court is weak and weak, only a pair of Chahan Timur and his son are considered generals, and the rest of the Aso army and those who have withdrawn are all incompetent people." Change the subject. "Exactly, the imperial court is fighting fewer battles, and the heavy troops are deployed in the Western Regions. Naturally, there are fewer generals who can use troops in the Central Plains. It is indeed a big problem for the father and son to command an army of 200,000 to guard the capital." Zhuang of Baijian Villa Master Xiong Ba nodded in agreement. "Then Chahan puts ointment or something, isn't he the one who is good at archery?" Qisuo was biting the Lianxiang chicken leg. "Brother Taiji, you also know him? Chahan Timur's adopted son is called Kuokuo Timur, also named Wang Baobao. He is a formidable character. He can walk through Yang with a hundred steps and has extraordinary internal skills. To tell you the truth, this arm is underestimated." The arrow is strong, give him one arrow and it will be useless." Peng Da, the leader of Qilian Shanhuo Sect, said, touching his left hand hanging down, there was no intention of slandering Wang Baobao in his words, and he was convinced of the defeat. "It is said that Wang Baobao practiced my Miao Jiang's wild shouting kung fu, which is very good." Said Shen Yingying, the female head of the Nanmiao Five Poison School. "Well, at that time, he fired dozens of arrows in a row, which made the iron shield in my hand rattling non-stop, and the acid was so sour. If it wasn't blocked by his arrows, the hundreds of arrows would be soft. What's the point of snapping arrows, the dog emperor's head has been killed long ago and he's back! This is called haste makes waste." Qisuo recalled, sandwiching a large piece of lemon sturgeon meat into the red. This topic is interesting, so the heroes happily asked Qi Suo about the story of the Assassin King. Of course, Qisuo omitted the part of Chongba's suggestion, and only said that he woke up one morning and had nothing to do, so he ran to the Rehe hunting ground with a big iron shield to assassinate the emperor, and how to hide the murderous spirit beside the big tiger , How to catch Wang Baobao's two iron arrows, how to approach the emperor step by step under the rain of arrows, how to roar and frighten hundreds of iron cavalry, etc. After talking about it, and adding his usual fuel and jealousy, the words are vivid and vivid. The door was dumbfounded. I saw that Han Shantong's face became more and more stiff. He was used to being flattered, and he was very unaccustomed to the topic of everyone talking about not praising him, but focusing on an ugly boy. "He's just talking nonsense like that, don't pay attention to him." Hongzhong noticed that Han Shantong's expression was different, and quickly stuffed a large piece of hoof into Qisuo's mouth, it was slippery, and Qisuo ate it with a smile. Suddenly, Qisuo frowned, and looked at Zhao Daming, Zhao Daming also looked different. "What?" Shen Yingying asked. "Just now there was a murderous aura passing by, and there were some other voices." Qisuo said anxiously. Zhao Daming simply closed his eyes, trying his best to catch the murderous movement. But that murderous person is a master, his aura has been integrated into the air and can no longer be captured. "It's absolutely impossible. The two thousand troops are encircling the outside, and Daigo is on top of the village to listen to Dafa's warning. No one can sneak in. Please rest assured." Han Liner said respectfully behind his father, and Daigo was still swaying. Feet, nothing special. But all the heroes followed Qisuo's gaze and turned to look at Zhao Daming's dignified expression. The chopsticks are all suspended in the air. Zhao Daming focused his attention, turning the aura in his body into countless filaments, which scattered in all directions, like a huge invisible spider web. Even the strongest Qinggong in the world, or the best ninja in Japan, cannot avoid this dense air-shaped spider web.This kind of exploration skill is ten times more profound than Daigo's Earth Listening Dafa. The size of the air-shaped spider web depends on the internal strength of the performer. With Zhao Daming's skill, he can probably know any wind and grass within ten feet. "Qisuo." Zhao Daming opened his eyes. "Yeah." Qisuo opened her sleeves and saw the goosebumps on her arms. this feeling. "Ready." When Zhao Daming said these words, his soft fists clenched tightly. "Yeah." Qisuo took a deep breath and looked at the top of the gazebo. More than a dozen heads looked up at the same time. Suddenly, the roof of the pavilion made of stone cracked! Stone chips flew, and large pieces collapsed. What pierced through the top of the stone was a strange hand rougher than a hundred-year-old tree root! "haven't seen you for a long time." Falling down without killing and smashing the top, hitting Qisuo with a palm mixed with countless stone chips, and kicking Han Shantong with one leg, this is the most basic posture of Vajra Arhat in Shaolin. That kick was parried by Xiongba, Taoist Baimei, and Shen Yingying together, while Qisuo saw that Long Zaitian took the palm forcefully and refused to kill him. In order to dissipate the huge force, he couldn't help but flick back. "Chongba!" Qisuo yelled before falling into the lotus pond. Before Qisuo's call, Chongba wanted to take Hongzhong out of the pavilion immediately, Xu Da picked up Zhao Daming, and Chang Yuchun barely shook the collapsed stone pillar away when he saw Long Zaitian. They all want to run away. But Busha was already blocking the only path in front of the stone pavilion, and everyone had no choice but to jump off the pond. No. Gathering the power of everyone, why can't we fight this devil? More than a dozen heads, gang leaders, villa owners, and island owners are all chosen by the rivers and lakes for a while, so there is no reason to be discouraged. But their hearts were trembling. The hand that hadn't made a move just because of Busha was holding a piece of skin. On that piece of skin, a nose, two eyeballs, and half a mouth are stuck. It was Daigo's face. "One trick, just, this, like, it." Bu Sha smashed that face into pieces, there was a popping sound, and blood splashed down. Only then did he not kill without making a sound, and with a cotton-like figure that could not be known by the Dafa, he quietly approached Daigo who was lying on the eaves, and with only one move of the dragon's claw hand, the murderous moment, Daigo's face was grabbed off without a word. die.It's too late to fight back. After not killing, he fell lightly, without making a single unnecessary sound. "Don't kill! What do you do?" Taoist Baimei yelled loudly, holding his fly whisk to protect his chest. Baimei was extremely upset in his heart, wondering why he was pushed to the front by everyone. Don't kill and didn't speak, just looked at Zhao Daming on Xu Da's back, and at the... gone. Qisuo disappeared. "Hiding?" Busha remained expressionless, looking at the water surface. There was a commotion outside Bailuzhuang. Faintly, there seemed to be the sound of thousands of galloping horses ten miles away, and the momentum was astonishing. Han Lin'er stood in front of his father nervously. Even he could hear the sound of at least 30,000 horses coming down from the top of the valley. It must be that the imperial court got the news of the gathering of heroes and sent a large army to suppress it! Han Lin'er turned his head, but saw that his father showed no signs of fear. "The fate is with me, why should I be afraid? This seat is the reincarnation of the king of light of all Buddhas, which is billions of times better than the brightness of the sun and the moon. It is also called the Buddha of Infinite Life. What a monster and clown you dare to put on in front of this seat, don't hurry up! Back off?" Han Shantong smiled kindly, his cloud sleeves fluttering, and he stepped forward. The heroes were terrified. Either Han Shantong was crazy, or he really had unfathomable martial arts. Busha ignored Han Shantong, but just looked at the water. "The sea of ​​bitterness is boundless, turning back is the shore, and the light on my body shines like countless heavens..." Seeing that Busha ignored him, Han Shantong kindly stretched out his hand to pat Busha on the shoulder. Bu Kill's eyes were still looking at the water surface, but his hands moved impatiently. "Father!" Han Liner yelled, Han Shantong was looking at him and smiling, but his back was facing everyone. "I am..." Han Shantong smiled kindly, but left a last word that was stupider than death. The reincarnated Maitreya fell obliquely, and Shen Yingying, the Five Poison Sect, even exclaimed. There was a lot of commotion outside Bailuzhuang, and the sound of swords clashing could be heard endlessly. "Where are there so many enemies! Hurry up!" "What a strong arrow! It's Wang Baobao! Wang Baobao leads the troops himself!" "Call the Buzzer! Call the Buzzer!" The red scarf army guarding outside the village shouted terribly, the situation was very critical, Chong Ba and others had heard clearly that the two thousand people outside were shouting that the Yuan army was coming, and there were more than ten thousand people in the first wave of attack, now relying on The bee piper drove millions of wasps to contain them from the enemy's rear, and the two thousand fragrant troops barely resisted. Very bad. Before Han Lin'er and Chongba had time to think about who tipped off the news, they didn't know how to solve the immediate crisis. Because this crisis is by no means advisable, only blood can be exchanged for the road. "Bishop! The Tartars are attacking!" Liu Futong led hundreds of soldiers into Zhuangzi, but saw the collapsed stone pavilion, blocking the crowd from killing, and Han Shantong who fell to the ground tragically. Liu Futong was inexplicably terrified and unable to speak. "Cut down this bald donkey!" Han Lin'er yelled, and the heroes put up a posture, ready to take advantage of the chaos and work together to open a bloody path. Behind Liu Futong, the soldiers rushed across the winding Chishang path, ready to hack Busha to death from the other end, but Busha picked up a piece of broken stone with each hand, and threw them vigorously, like two cannonballs. The soldiers smashed it to pieces, and the broken rocks were mixed with blood clots, and Liu Futong ran away in fright. "No one, don't even think about it, run away." After finishing his sentence without killing, a jet of water burst out from the bottom of the water. The water jet sprayed towards Busha, and Busha cracked with a punch, splashing water everywhere, obstructing his vision. A drenched figure suddenly appeared behind Bu Sha, mid-air. "Shenlong wagging its tail!" Qisuo turned around and kicked. There was no ingenuity in this kick, but it hit like a thick wooden pillar! He didn't kill his head and didn't turn back, he flicked his finger twice with his left hand sideways to eliminate the strength of Qisuo's kick. Qisuo was not discouraged, because he wanted to blaze a trail for the heroes no matter what.in red. Qisuo tried his best, fists and feet galloped quickly, one move after another, never repeating, not killing with no expression on his face, and attacking first after every move, Luke all Qisuo's fists to death, Qisuo Listen hard, knowing that you don't want to kill, you haven't used your full strength. Seeing this, Taoist Baimei and others followed suit, each displaying the strongest skills in their lives, surrounding Bu Sha in the middle, and Bu Sha fought for fourteen. There was a dull hissing sound in the middle. The trail leaving Shiting was blocked by the stern palm wind and foot shadows, and it was difficult to breathe even standing nearby. People with low martial arts such as Chongba had nowhere to escape, so they wanted to jump off the pond and swim away. Busha found out what the crowd wanted, and grabbed Xiongba's bloody left hand with one claw, and threw it towards Zhao Daming. Wrapped in the inner force of not killing, Xiongba's left hand became a small cannonball that pierced through the air. "Not good!" Chong Ba secretly yelled, only to see Chang Yuchun slapped out with both palms, and Xu Dafei kicked, barely blocking Xiongba's left hand. Zhao Daming laughed loudly: "The bald man is too stingy, and he still can't forget my hatred of hot dung!" Busha's heart was on fire, and his whole body was dry and hot. Yes, that's the guy. Maybe he can give me a little different feeling. The murderous aura of not killing is intense, the true energy in the body is like a red iron lump squeezed into iron juice in the acupoints, pushed out with one palm, and the five Lao Shizi masters vomited blood and fell into the water. Not killing is like a big roc jumping upside down in the air, the left palm shrinks, and the right palm turns into claws, Zhao Daming and others are all shrouded in the claw strength of not killing. The rest of the heroes took advantage of not killing and leaped, and fled to the village without any shame, hitting Qisuo and being unable to rush back to the broken and collapsed stone pavilion for rescue. "Death!" As the claws of Busha are approaching, Xu Da's dragon wagging its tail, Chang Yuchun's seeing the dragon in the field, and Hong Zhong's Emei twin swords all directly attack Busha's face, but they are all overwhelmed by the rising strength. shake off. Chong Ba, who had no time to get out of the way, stood in front of Zhao Daming, and was so pressed by the energy that he couldn't move, so he had to close his eyes and die. "Chongba get out of the way!" Zhao Daming laughed, and actually mustered up all his strength to push Chongba away. With the last of his inner strength, he spat out a mouthful of violent thick phlegm. The bloody hand that did not kill passed through Zhao Daming's chest. Zhao Daming's eyes were wide open, and he just hung on the No Killer, the corners of his mouth were raised, with a very happy expression. "Brother Daming..." Qisuo who had stood in front of everyone was taken aback. Slowly pulling out Zhao Daming's body with his non-killing hand, his face, which looked like dried orange peel, was dripping with bright red blood.His left eye was blinded by the thick phlegm spurted out by Zhao Daming at the moment of the shot, and he looked like a ghost. Even so, Busha didn't show any expression. Zhao Daming closed his eyes, and the breath on his body disappeared. Qisuo was furious, and seeing that he would not kill, his true energy surged all over his body. "Don't kill me, do you know that Zhao Daming's hand is on my body." Qisuo clenched his fist. Busha felt that the person in front of him was completely different from Qisuo who was half a year ago. Indeed, "Yi Jin Jing" is such a wonderful thing. God also chose this person, perhaps, just to destroy the countless times he killed and tortured himself. Plus the hands of the man who repeatedly humiliated himself. Interesting... it should be interesting, right? "Chongba, take a road." Qisuo took a step forward and felt the ground shake. The sound of clashing swords and swords outside the village gradually decreased, and the sound of shouting also gradually stopped. Rockets shot at Bailuzhuang from all directions, instantly turning the roof into a monstrous flame. Black smoke rose everywhere, and the loud sound of the cannon blasting the tall village wall down a corner could be heard. Qisuo's eyes flicked slightly. The raging flames reflected on Hong Zhong's face, making her look even more charming. gorgeous. Hongzhong looked nervous for herself, making people want to hold her in his arms. "Goodbye, Hongzhong." Qi Suo said from the bottom of her heart. One step at a time, and see the dragon in the field with all your strength! Busha punched out, and with a bang, both of them took two steps back, only to see that Qisuo didn't waste any time, bowed and bounced, and punched out Shaolin Vajra Arhat Fist without pretentiousness, without defense in every move, just Fast and terrific attack. Qisuo's qi stagnates, his punches are extremely hard, and as a result of head-to-head confrontation with Busha, he naturally suffers internal injuries in every blow, but Qisuo's injuries are getting better and better, and occasionally one move pushes his true energy to the peak. The dragon is in the field, so shocked that he has no time to care about him.Although Busha knew the intention of Qisuo's style of play, he was still forced back step by step by Qisuo's fangs and claws. Pushing back step by step, he gave way to a road. Chongba and Han Liner rushed out quickly, and Qisuo also fought all the way to the huge hall of Bailuzhuang. The stuffy heat made their eyebrows curl up. The roof of the hall was on fire, and several bricks and tiles collapsed with the fire, and two thick beams and columns were broken by shells. The entire hall may collapse at almost any time. Everyone has successfully escaped from the pursuit range of not killing, and ran farther and farther. "Think, yes, beautiful." Busha kicked up a marble chair, and the chair shot like an arrow towards Xu Da's back at the back of the hall. "You're the one!" Qisuo leaned forward, and the marble chair shattered. Busha took advantage of Qisuo's rescue, snapped his fingers in the air, and shot an air arrow at Qisuo's flank, and Qisuo spit out a mouthful of blood with a sound of wow. Bukill's deadly punch passed through the burning screen, and it was about to drop towards the top of Qisuo. The beams and columns hanging above the hall just couldn't withstand the fall of the fire. escape. Qisuo panted, watching but not killing. Qisuo's inner breath was churning, like a bucket of boiling water continuously boiling his dantian, very uncomfortable. The round of onslaught for the crowd just now has already damaged Qisuo's true qi, and just now he was shocked by the qi finger flying like an iron rod. If he hadn't accidentally practiced the "Yi Jin Jing", he would have suffered internal injuries by now and die. This Bailu Village has been completely caught in the fire, the smoke is like a black tornado, if you take a puff, you will choke for a long time, but the rockets in the sky don't stop, covering more than half of the sky like black locusts, killing more than a dozen people in an instant. The house is nailed into a hornet's nest. The Yuan army led by Wang Baobao came prepared, brave and capable, and planned to uproot the entire White Lotus Sect. Hornets are afraid of fire and smoke, so this time they can no longer expect the surprise rescue from the Piper. "You, still, you can't." Busha's voice was sharply rubbing against each other at high speed, and his true energy exploded. In the thick smoke, the swaying fire suddenly stopped, as if being grasped by an invisible big hand. Then let go, and the fire burned even more violently. At that moment just now, Busha had already pushed his skill to the peak. For him, although he has already lost one eye, the real killing is only now beginning. There is nothing more frustrating than fighting to the death with such a monster in this situation, in this sea of ​​fire. But Qisuo wasn't worried about himself, all he could think about was whether Hongzhong could make a way out under the siege of the Yuan army and leave here safely. Therefore, when Busha's fist passed through the heavy fire and came to Qisuo's chest, Qisuo just woke up like a foolish countryman and let out a sigh. With this irresistible punch of Busha, Qisuo slid away in a careless sound. Not only was Busha slightly confused, but even Qisuo felt strange, why his hands were supporting Busha's iron-heavy body, and then turned over, almost throwing Busha to the ground. "Using strength to exert strength, the introduction failed." Qisuo looked at his hand in a daze, and muttered to himself. Don't care if you don't kill, the dragon claws spat out, and the flames flew up all around, rolling towards Qisuo together. Relying on the ignorance of the countrymen, Qisuo suddenly cheered up his spirits, and used his remaining true energy to unleash a combination of rigidity and softness in Taijiquan, once again defusing Bukill this series of terrifying dragon claw hands. The feet are in a circle, the left hand is yin, the right hand is yang, the strength of Qisuo's palms is flying with the body, like a big spinning top spinning with the attack of Busha. The flames kept coming and going, thick smoke obscured the sight of the two of them, Qi simply closed his eyes, and listened to the strength and struggle in the scorching darkness.With no distractions, no thoughts of winning or losing, Qisuo has already regarded himself as a dying person. The innocence of not killing is sonorous, and although the fists and feet are fierce and unparalleled, they are distinct.The balls of hot red brick mud kicked up by Busha were also swept away by Qisuo's Tai Chi. Busha had clearly seen this martial art at Nuanfenggang, but now he couldn't attack for a long time, and his heart was faintly angry.Sometimes the body is still surrounded by Qisuo's strange energy, and his feet are almost unsteady. Even the fire wind around him seems to be his enemy. When he is brought to him by Qisuo's palm wind, the black Taoist robe is almost broken. gray butterfly. "So, it's strange!" The Dragon Claw hand changed into a wide-opening and closing Prajna Palm, and then into a tricky and small Wuxiang Fist, but Qisuo was able to avoid the attack within a short distance, and even used The strange spinning top position entangled me, trying to make me fall down. The attack is extremely domineering, and the dodging is even more wonderful. Rather than saying that Qisuo is like a loach, it is better to say that it flows like clouds and flowing water. Qisuo never thought that Taijiquan would be completed under the worst circumstances, and achieve the real state of subduing rigidity with softness and transforming rigidity with rigidity. However, the flames in all directions began to smolder, the temperature in the hall began to rise rapidly, and the oxygen decreased rapidly. Even standing still is a very exhausting posture. One deep breath, the hot dry air will burn the lungs, so Feiying quickly fights At the same time, they are also competing with the gentle kung fu of breathing and exhaling. Qisuo's Tai Chi boxing emphasizes the relaxation of the whole body, the body turns with strength, and the strength flows with the body. If you don't kill, you rely on your internal strength to be stronger than Qisuo. You simply hold your breath and fight, but because you can't succeed in hundreds of strokes, you can't breathe. Shun gradually became anxious, and the bloody hole on his left eye also bubbled due to the ultra-high temperature, and then quickly scabbed over. Although the move of not killing is still powerful and irresistible, there are traces of chiseling between the moves. flaw. The master fights, the victory or defeat is only between breaths. At this time, Qisuo finally made a sliding step, hiding in the blind spot where Bu Sha blinded his left eye, his moves changed suddenly, and when he saw the dragon in the field with his palm, he wanted to hit Bu Sha's throat. It is rare for Busha to show a human-like expression. According to Busha's guess, as long as Qisuo reveals his murderous aura, he will break the invincible defense of Yuanrongxuan. What he was waiting for was the time when he was head-to-head. The strongest dragon claw hand. boom! Busha's feet fell into the fragile ground, but Qisuo flew back, and his back hit the fire pillar. "Damn it." Qisuo's eyes were dim, and every inch of his body screamed in pain. Muscles, pores, and every cell are about to boil. It was as if, bit by bit, he was about to permeate and collapse from the internal organs. Busha staggered forward, slowly raised his left palm, and stared at Qisuo. "Before he died, unexpectedly, cry, and speak up if you have something to say." Busha looked at Qisuo. But Qisuo had tears in his eyes and the corners of his mouth turned up. Because in the flames, he saw the most moving scene in his life. Holding two swords, Hong Zhong quietly stood behind Bu Sha, looking at herself with a smile. The two swords crossed the flames and stabbed at Bukill. The battle of Busha was dark, and after knocking down Qisuo, he was very relaxed. He did not notice Hongzhong's surprise attack, but his cultivation of Busha had reached a state of perfection. As soon as the tip of the sword touched the muscles, the muscles were immediately as firm as steel. It couldn't penetrate, and was bounced away by bending. "Hmph." If you don't kill Wu Zhi Zhang Zhang, you will scratch Hong Zhong's head with your backhand. "Squat down in Hongzhong!" Qisuo yelled, forced himself to raise his breath, and shot towards Bukill. In extreme danger, Qisuo lightly supported Hongzhong with one palm, and raised his palm to meet Busha Liclaw, trying his best to withstand all the strength. With a muffled bang, Qisuo's nose bleeds, his body sank, and he knelt down on one knee. The palm that does not kill is blocked by Qisuo, and immediately there is another powerful palm pressure when he flips his hand. "Look at you, you can block it, a few palms!" Don't kill. Qisuo didn't hesitate, and raised his hand to block again. boom!Block it again. Hard block! Still hard block! Busha hit eight palms from top to bottom, blasting down like a hammer nailing a stake, but Qisuo blocked them all in a head-on and inflexible way.And Hong Zhong, who was leaning on Qisuo's arms, was dizzy from the shock of the two internal forces. Qisuo's tiger's mouth burst open, bleeding from the nose and the corners of his mouth. But laughing. Busha was furious, and pressed down with a slow palm, intending to fight Qisuo's internal strength. Qisuo showed no signs of fear, held up his hands and resisted again, and slowly received the slapstick of not killing. In the fire, the faces of the two were blurred by the heat, and they had reached a desperate situation where there was almost no oxygen.But these two crazy people are fighting with the most clumsy moves that exhaust their breath. The face that does not kill, the rough and dry skin trembled rarely, dizziness. But the smile on Qisuo's face became wider and wider. Because he saw the other hand, supporting Busha together with him, pushing down with all his might. It turned out that Hong Zhong's little hand was also struggling to lift up, trying to do his best. Suddenly, the floor shattered, and without any surprise, he jumped back, while Qisuo and Hongzhong were thrown backwards by the shock. A scorching black crack burst out between the three of them. It turned out that Han Shantong buried the dragon robe and gold and silver treasures underground, so the floor was not solid, and it began to crumble under prolonged heat. This breath gave Qisuo a chance to take a closer look at Hongzhong, who desperately turned back to the fire and fought against the powerful enemy with him. "My mother said, you are so stupid, tell me not to leave you behind." Hong Zhong also looked at Qisuo and smiled without any fear. "I know, this is called Hongzhongjiayi." Qisuo's tears were instantly evaporated by the high temperature before she could shed tears. Finally got it right this time. Busha looked at the Zijin dragon robe under the crack, and then at Qisuo who was seriously injured on the opposite side of the crack. It seems to be a symbol of the existence of two extremes in this troubled world. The dragon robe was stained with flames, and instantly turned into ridiculous ashes. But the man opposite stood up again. "You, want to be emperor?" It is rare not to kill, and I am a little curious about the motivation of a person who clearly knows that this fight will only end in death but insists on going to the end. "No." Qisuo caressed Hongzhong, her pretty face was covered with plaster, her hair was hot and curly, and her nose was black. "Want to be, martial arts, the best in the world?" Don't kill Ningran. "No, you are better than me." Qisuo said frankly that it was a miracle that he could stand still at this moment. "That is, why?" Do not kill deadpan. But he is looking forward to this, perhaps the strongest opponent in his life, who can give him an answer that affects his expression. "Because I will beat you." When Qi Suo said this, Bu Sha seemed to want to laugh. "In front of the woman I love the most, Jun Bao and I will lose to you for no reason in Taijiquan." Qisuo embraced the crane with both hands, swinging slowly. Like moonlight, like cicada wings. It's booming. "well said!" The voice was extremely clear, approaching from far away, only between breaths. A big hole was opened in the sea of ​​fire, and strong winds blew in, causing the fire to explode several times. A thin figure was pinned behind Bu Sha, posing in an ethereal posture exactly like Qisuo. "Why, it's possible?" Bu Sha glared, and the air in his body shot out like needles. But that prickly qi was melted away by a surge of righteousness, and disappeared without a trace. The person who came was another descendant of "Yi Jin Jing" and the founder of Taijiquan. Junbao. Jun Bao smiled at Qisuo, Qisuo was both surprised and happy, and his blood surged up. "If we win this battle," Qisuo took a step forward, the corner of his mouth raised. "Let's start a sect and spread this Taijiquan all over the world." Jun Bao also took a step forward, his eyebrows drawn into his temples. Roaring fiercely.