Chapter 535 Xiliang Divine Palm
It is said that after Chen Long transformed into Sophora japonica, on his first morning in Tianshui City, he was trapped in the sleeping shed by a beautiful gang leader. The beautiful gang leader was not only extremely beautiful, but also had a strong aura that subdued the room full of strong men.
It turns out that the Tianshui Gang is the largest gang in Tianshui. It controls the Hu Qiang Di people who come in and out of Tianshui to work and seek food. For the Qinglong Special Forces members who directly occupied a greenhouse without visiting the pier, it was naturally particularly eye-catching. Therefore, After the curfew was lifted, the Tianshui Gang arrived at the shed in an organized manner.
The beautiful woman's surname was Ma, and she was actually the leader of the Tianshui Gang. Chen Long, who was standing opposite her, was amazed, but he couldn't find out in his mind that there was such a beautiful gang leader recorded in history. Seeing Chen Long's majesty and talent, the beautiful gang leader wanted to try his martial arts skills, and said: "Huaiyang, right? Since you Hu people are new here and don't understand the rules, I will give you a chance. As long as you can win, I will let you live here in one move without charging rent."
As soon as these words came out, everyone in the special operations team laughed, laughing at the horse gang leader for overestimating his capabilities. Chen Long also smiled and said to the beautiful gang leader: "Ma gang leader, I would also like to add a condition. If I am lucky enough to win even one and a half moves, the gang leader will mobilize his manpower to find someone for me."
When Lu Chang and others heard about it after his death, they all thought that the master wanted the leader of the Tianshui Gang to find the whereabouts of Diao Chan. If Tianshui's largest gang helped, it would be twice the result with half the effort.
The beautiful gang leader tilted her head slightly, showing a hint of naivety, which really made the man want to stop. Just listen to her red lips slightly open and ask: "Who is it?"
"This man's surname is Jiang Wei and his courtesy name is Boyue. He is the son of Pinghu martyr Jiang Juan. He is less than twenty years old. Only his mother is present at home."
Lu Chang et al. was confused when he heard this. The beautiful woman had obviously never heard of Jiang Wei's name. She frowned slightly and said, "This is easy, but I'm afraid your martial arts skills are not good." When she opened her charming eyes, the breathtaking light of the gems appeared. Once again it was gone in a flash.
Chen Long's heart was shaken, and he couldn't help but joked: "If I win against the gang leader, please tell the gang leader his name." As soon as the words came out, even he was secretly surprised, knowing that he was disturbed by her charm, so he blurted out , couldn't help but be secretly shocked.
As soon as he said this, the special forces team members behind him started to boo, with a bit of joking expression on their faces. Chen Long knew something was going to be bad, and sure enough, the beautiful gang leader frowned, an angry flush flashed across her face, and with a soft click, the long sword on his waist was unsheathed, and he shouted: "You barbarian Hu'er is rude, show your weapons." Blade, come out and die!" He turned around and walked out of the shed.
The moment the beautiful gang leader unsheathed his long sword, Chen Long felt a familiar feeling, as if he had seen the beautiful sword-drawing technique somewhere before.
Chen Long reached into his waist and pulled out the Persian short knife given by Yi Jianjiqing. Everyone cheered and poured out of the greenhouse, and immediately formed a semicircle around the entrance of the greenhouse to isolate many passers-by. However, more and more passers-by were watching, quickly forming a circle of people with three floors inside and three floors outside.
When the crowd saw the beautiful gang leader standing tall in white, with a long sword like snow, and a heroic appearance, they couldn't help but admire her and immediately began to cheer her unanimously. Chen Long simply put aside the Persian sword and said: "Chief of the horse gang, the sword has no eyes, don't hurt your kindness." The implication was that he was going to use his bare hands to make the sword.
The leader of the horse gang became even more angry. He took off the scabbard from his waist and threw the sword aside, showing that he did not take advantage of Chen Long. Strangely, the moment the caravan leader put his sword back into its sheath, Chen Long immediately felt that the beauty's breath became steady and slow, as if she was using abdominal breathing to adjust her breath for the second time, and after taking in the third breath, she suddenly stopped exhaling, accumulating The palms full of real power had already cut like lightning, and the edges of the palms went straight to Chen Long's throat, and he shouted: "Xiliang Divine Palm!"
The group breath skill in Chen Long's body sensed the mysterious changes in the beauty's accomplice's breathing. He already had a premonition of attacking her, but he didn't expect that she would move so fast. He exhaled loudly as if to remind himself that if he made a mistake in his steps, his body would be in danger. A series of phantoms had appeared, and the two of them changed positions in an instant. The beautiful woman turned on her toes, spinning her palms to rotate her graceful body, and kicked out a series of whirlwind kicks in the air, sweeping towards the waist of Chen Long who had not yet landed. .
This move was very compact and clearly beyond the scope of palm skills. Chen Long knew that this woman could change her moves temporarily according to the situation, and her martial arts skills were beyond his imagination. Seeing a pair of delicate boots kicked in succession, Chen Long was in the air, tightened his abdominal muscles, curled up his legs, and immediately did a somersault out of thin air, landing where the beautiful gang leader was standing. He gave a thumbs up and said: " Good work!”
An expert can tell if there is one as soon as he reaches out his hand. This move and two phases of testing will give him a certain understanding of the opponent's martial arts foundation. The horse gang leader's delicate eyes narrowed tightly, and he was obviously very interested in Chen Long. With a squeak, the Xiliang Divine Palm was fully activated and attacked wildly.
Master Chen Longyi is bold and not in a hurry to fight back, relying on his flexible body skills to deal with the opponent. It can be seen that the Xiliang Palm Technique uses the palms to move the upper limbs, so it is effortless to raise the palms, and the lower body is extremely stable, as if the lower limbs have practiced Zhuang Kung Fu. Palm techniques are unpredictable when attacking, including piercing, splitting, turning, pushing, picking, and teasing. In attack, they are good at using elbow techniques to protect the heart, just like clouds covering the sun and moon. As the saying goes, the feet step on the center and the body is like Rolling up, the body moves in, the feet follow. Although the single movements are not complicated, they are connected and the ups and downs of the movements are very beautiful, giving people the impression of being full of energy, powerful and powerful. Made by this first-class beauty, it looks even more unpredictable and beautiful.
From a layman's point of view, wherever the Xiliang Divine Palm touches, it is as graceful as a swimming dragon and as graceful as a startling giant. Chen Long jumps around, as if he is desperately dodging. The surrounding crowd was already shouting at the top of their lungs, cheering for the beautiful gang leader. Chen Long saw the tricks and was thinking about how to win without losing face to the beautiful gang leader. Of course, he didn't want to really humiliate the beauty in front of him in public.
The beauty became more frightened the more she hit her. Even though her palm skills were extremely proficient, she couldn't touch the corner of Chen Long's clothes. Xiliang Zhang originally needed a stable breath, but the more she fought, the more restless she became. Although the Huaiyang in front of her was not good at attacking, her light skills seemed to be very good, and her body skills were impeccable.
After this exchange for an unknown number of rounds, the horse gang leader gradually felt that his palm skills were exhausted and he became more and more anxious. The tip of his toe just happened to touch the sword that was thrown on the ground. He couldn't help but feel something in his heart. He picked up the sword with his toes and flew up into the air. The hilt of the sword fell exactly to the right of the caravan leader.
The leader of the caravan grasped the hilt of the sword with his jade hand, his wrist shook slightly, and the long sword was already unsheathed like a rainbow, making a soft clang sound. The moment the sword blade was pulled out of the sheath, it immediately swept horizontally in a straight line. The long sword came as fast as lightning and went straight to Chen Long's chest and abdomen.
The speed of the long sword was as fast as lightning and thunder. Chen Long didn't expect the beauty to suddenly draw the sword. He was caught off guard and his whole body muscles tightened. His body that was charging forward was instantly nailed to the spot. The long sword could not move from Chen Long's chest. Sweeping forward, the sword energy was hesitant, and the clothes on Chen Long's chest were chopped into pieces. The protective short mace he snatched from Cao Chun fell out with a bang, kicking up a cloud of dust on the ground.
The long sword kept flowing around and returned to its sheath with a swipe sound, as if drawing the sword to injure the enemy and drawing out blood before returning it to its sheath was a fixed procedure. This shows that this move must have been refined over time. The two of them froze in an instant. Chen Long exhaled a breath and wiped cold sweat on his forehead. If this girl's internal strength had been even half stronger, or if he hadn't stopped in time, the sword energy might have cut him in half. Fortunately, the sword energy was blocked by the iron mace in his arms, so he was not seriously injured.
Chen Long looked deeply into the eyes of the beautiful woman across from him and said slowly: "Good swordsmanship is lost in the bottom. The sword is steady and slow at the beginning, and quickly becomes faster in the middle. When the sword tip is about to leave the sheath, it flashes like a strong wind. Fast, in line with the essentials of Xu, Po, and Ji, seizing the enemy's opportunity, killing with one strike, and being sharp and ruthless. Leader of the Ma Gang, how do you know this "attack method"? What is your relationship with the Xiliang Ma family? ?”
It turned out that when the beautiful gang leader in the shed drew his sword just now, Chen Long already felt that her technique was familiar. Until the sword energy swept across his chest, Chen Long suddenly remembered Ma Chao's technique. His sword drawing technique was very similar to this woman's. . Chen Long's words made the beauty's face change slightly, and she snorted and said: "Young man has some knowledge, and his Qinggong is really good. I drew my sword first in this battle, and although I won, it was not with force. Since you want to know my origin and name so much, I will give you another chance. Children, get my phantom ice gun!"
If you want to know what happens next, listen to the explanation next time.
