"That's right! My palace is not something you can search!"
Song Ling waited for Han Bing to make the decision, thinking that the thief must be in the Peking Palace, otherwise how could Long Yu go against Jinghai Cihangzhai.
Thousands of unicorn troops did not dare to move around. If it were someone else, they would have disobeyed the holy order and arrested him directly. But in front of them was the King of Peking, and no one dared to move or wanted to move.
"Okay, very good!" Han Bing clapped his hands and said with a smile.
"This way we can see the martial arts of Lord Peking King!" Song Ling quickly understood the reason for Han Bing's abnormality.
Han Bingxiu raised his legs and used his sword energy to stab Long Yu with both fingers.
Long Yu put his hands behind his back, neither dodging nor dodging, and allowed the sword energy to stab his chest.
The sword energy was shattered, Han Bing stepped back, and Long Jade was unharmed.
I saw a slight white light glowing on Long Yu's chest, and the sword energy dissipated at the first touch.
"White-clothed guy?!" Han Bing said in shock with his eyes wide open.
"The 14th floor of the Thirteen Horizontal Alchemy Bell!" Song Ling and others said together.
Without words or actions, Han Bing stepped back, dispelled his energy, and turned his hand to the six sword energy, which wrapped around Long Yu's body like a spiritual snake.
Song Ling was shocked in her heart: "Six-path sword energy is already the limit of senior sister!"
Using two fingers to control the sword energy, Han Bing's other hand was not idle, attacking Long Yu's eyes.
"Creak, creak, creak!" The sword energy twisted around Long Yu's body, making a harsh sound.
I saw that Long Yu was calm and composed, completely ignoring the six sword auras in his body, his eyes were slightly glowing white, and he moved forward wantonly against Han Bing's two fingers.
Han Bing tried his best, but still couldn't break Long Yu's golden bell.
Long Yu pushed Han Bing forward like this, leaving the scope of the palace gate. He made a fist with his empty hand, dragon energy suddenly rose, and struck suddenly.
"Be careful!!" Song Ling said in shock.
Han Bing grew up in Cihangzhai, Jinghai, and has always had a smooth life. He reached the level of Grand Master at a young age. Together with Song Ling and others, he was known as the Four Shows. He was loved and cared for, and he never encountered setbacks.
This time, he felt the fear of death. Han Bing knew that he would disappear if he didn't retreat.
However, he was completely exhausted and could only use Long Yu's forward momentum to escape.
Han Bing opened his eyes wide and watched Long Yu's fist pass in front of his eyes, his heart filled with fear.
If this punch hits, Han Bing will definitely die on the spot.
Even so, the Dragon Qi Fist Wind still knocked Han Bing around several times, spinning him and falling to the ground. Song Ling and others helped Han Bing up. His protruding lip was split four or five times, and traces of blood were printed out. .
Long Yu slowly retracted his fist and said with a smile: "Although you are among the five holy places in the world, this is the unparalleled city of the Qi Dynasty, and it is not your turn to act arbitrarily!!"
Long Yu's words resonated with the surrounding imperial guards. It was impossible to say that there was no resentment in the hearts of the four men who had been ordered to search for thieves these days.
I was granted the title of Marquis in the cold weather, fearing what would happen after my death. Long Yu not only ignored himself, but also ignored the superior sect in his heart. Han Bing only thought about defeating Long Yu and forgot the fear that the other party had just brought to him.
At this time, the four of them all understood that Han Bing alone could not defeat Long Yu.
Song Ling was the first to strike. The same five sword energies and the same method wrapped around Long Yu's body. There was no door on the fourteenth floor of the Thirteen Horizontal Alchemy Bell. Only by forcibly breaking through his white clothes could he hurt his body.
Then came Wang Wan's three sword qi, Qi Meng'er's three sword qi, and finally Han Bing's four sword qi that Han Bing forcibly launched. A total of fifteen sword qi sealed Long Yu tightly.
"Crack!" Like firecrackers, the sword energy cooperated with each other to cut Long Yu's golden bell.
The four of them joined forces to attack Long Yu's acupuncture points all over his body. As long as one acupuncture point on the fourteenth layer of the golden bell cover could not operate, the white clothes would not be able to maintain and there would be holes.
There were countless blows, and fifteen sword energies continuously attacked Long Yu.
Long Yu seemed to be bent on testing how strong the defense of the fourteenth floor was. He stood still and allowed the four people to attack him.
After beating for a full quarter of an hour, there was still no trace left on the white clothes. The four of them felt colder and colder in their hearts. This Long Yu was too perverted.
Knowing that the four of them could not break through his defense, Long Yu waited no longer, and the dragon energy circulated throughout his body. "Bang, bang, bang!" shattered the sword energy on his body.
Then he blocked a few moves and easily led the four people's attacks to one place. He hit a dragon punch at that location and the four people vomited blood and retreated at the same time.
"You guys should go back!" Then Long Yu turned around and went back to his house, closing the door without looking.
Han Bing had lost strength just now, and now he was injured again. He couldn't even stand up. The four of them looked at each other and lowered their heads while looking at the gate of the Peking Palace.
After a person's arrogance is broken, it is difficult to go back to the past. What is lost is not only the arrogance but also one's own confidence.
The four of them supported each other and left Wushuang City, regardless of the help from the Imperial Guards or waiting for their injuries to improve.
Although they wanted to help, the imperial guards were very happy. Long Yu was worthy of being the God of War of the dynasty. Even the people in Jinghai Cihangzhai had no choice but to retreat.
When Zhao San saw that even the Four Shows were gone, he didn't dare to stay any longer, so he quickly turned back with the imperial guards.
"What?? King Peiping didn't let them into the palace?" Emperor Liu Cheng was shocked when he heard this. Long Yu, who had been silent in the past, was so tough and did not hesitate to offend Jinghai Cihangzhai. Could it be that Long Yu really hid that secret? Thief?
The retreat of Jinghai Cihangzhai is not necessarily a bad thing for the dynasty. At least it saves its face and has a fig leaf.
"How did Long Yu stop them? These four people are not easy to deal with!" Lu Yu asked next to the emperor.
Zhao San knelt on the ground and replied respectfully: "Sixiu attacked Master Long for a long time without any damage. Master Long only used one move and the four of them vomited blood and retreated!"
Lu Yu was shocked and said: "What! Only used one move??"
"That's right! He beat four of them with one punch until they vomited blood, and even left the Wushuang City without any help from the Imperial Guards!"
Lu Yu stretched out his hand and clenched his fist, thinking back to the day when he and Han Bing fought against each other. His martial arts and sword energy were only slightly stronger than his own, but the four of them were defeated so miserably together.
The emperor and Lu Yu were both very shocked, and Lu Yu's understanding of Long Yu deepened. Even if it was only the rumors of others, this person who made him full of curiosity became more clearly visible.
When he saw Long Yu for the first time in the Taichao Palace that day, Lu Yu felt a faint feeling of invincibility in his heart. This feeling was very subtle and difficult to explain, but it was often so accurate.
Of course Liu Cheng knew that Long Yu's martial arts was very high, otherwise he would not have been able to save himself from the three thousand masters, but there was no standard for how high it was. Now that he defeated Han Bing who wanted to humiliate himself with one move, the standard was With it, it is like a person standing at the foot of the mountain, looking at the towering peaks, and having boundless fantasy.
Either leave here and take a detour, or conquer this mountain and crush it under your feet.
"Okay! I understand, please step back!" There were still some details that were not asked, but Liu Cheng didn't want to hear them, so Zhao San bowed and bowed out.
"Are you sure about him?" Liu Cheng said in a low voice.
"No, Han Bing is not sure yet, let alone Master Long!"
Hearing this, Liu Cheng knew that it was unnecessary to ask. The current situation was obvious. Where could Fengju hide on the terrace?
The darkness in Liu Cheng's heart became more intense, like a pool of stagnant water.
Jinghai Cihangzhai is in the east, while Wushuang City is in the west. The distance is very far, and it takes a long time to go back and forth. The main reason why Ye Yu was able to rush to Wushuang City at an extremely fast speed was because of his strong ability. , it would be impossible for others to arrive in such a short time.
Sixiu was just a Grand Master and was injured, so his return would naturally be slower and he would have to rest and recuperate along the way.
The four people received a big blow this time. They came out with full confidence, but they did not complete the order of the pavilion master. They were defeated in one move. They really lost the face of Jinghai Cihangzhai. How to face the four pavilion masters' hearts? Already on tenterhooks.
"Senior Sister, how should we... explain to the Pavilion Master?" Song Ling couldn't calm down for a moment and couldn't help but ask.
Song Ling and others were only slightly injured. The wind of the fist shook them and their energy and blood surged. Han Bing was really injured. After losing his strength, he was hit by the wind of the fist. He had no time to protect himself. His energy and blood were blocked, and several acupuncture points were damaged. It is blocked by blood congestion, and the circulation is not smooth, and then it is pressed in the heart, and it is in a dilemma.
It was better for Long Yu to show mercy, otherwise the four of them would not be able to leave Wushuang City.
"What should I do? To tell the truth, it is said that this Longyu learned the Dragon Fist from Longhu Village. How come he also learned the White Clothes Zhong, which is one of the best body-protecting magic skills in the world? It is indeed well-deserved!"
"Do you think if we plan properly, is it possible to break this white coat!?" Song Ling said unwillingly.
"One hundred and eight acupuncture points in the body are integrated and complement each other. It is difficult to break through his white clothes with our sword energy. Even if we break it, it is impossible to break it with every move. As long as he dodges for a moment, he can operate again!" Han Bing is also thinking about how to break the dragon! Jade golden bell.
"What about the heart acupoint? The heart acupoint controls the blood vessels of the whole body. Will attacking his heart acupoint delay his luck?" Song Ling suddenly thought, "It's useless to attack multiple acupoints. What if you only attack one?"
"Oh... this... um... this!" Qi Meng'er, who was resting on the bed, saw the two senior sisters having a heated discussion. She had something to say but couldn't get the words to say, so she muttered to herself uncomfortably.
Just as the two of them were deep in thought, Han Bing burst out laughing when she heard Qi Meng'er's voice: "My little junior sister, if you have anything to say, just say it. Are you holding it back?"
Qi Meng'er is young and inexperienced, but has a cheerful personality and doesn't care much about victory or defeat. Instead, she can see things more clearly.
"This Lord King of Peiping's martial arts is so powerful. You always say how to defeat his white-clothed species, but what about his Dragon Fist?"
A word woke up the dreamer, Han Bing and Song Ling felt like falling into an ice cellar, it was extremely cold and biting!
"Yes, his Dragon Fist!!" Han Bing carefully recalled the plot of his fight.
Six swords were entangled in it, and they were shattered by luck alone. Four people were defeated by the Dragon Fist, but they had never received a solid punch. How to block it?
"If we really take action, we're afraid that his flesh and blood will be mutilated before we can destroy his white-clothed traitor!" Qi Meng'er said rudely.
Han Bing and Song Ling couldn't help but break into cold sweat. Long Yu really wanted to kill them within five moves, but he actually planned to destroy their white-clothed species. He was overestimating his capabilities!
Qi Meng'er's words were like a basin of cold water waking up the two of them from their dream.
"The land of Kyushu is indeed capable of producing many people. It's a pity that such a powerful grand master is not from the five holy places!"
"Now it seems that the only one who wants to enter the Peking Palace is the elder. I will be willing to be punished when I go back!" Han Bing said helplessly.
"That's all!"
