The steel thorn in Wang Yipu's hand flew out and knocked down all the steel needles in the air. He took advantage of this gap to cross the distance between the two and came to Qin Hanlin.
Qin Hanlin's arm brought out an afterimage, and the steel needle between his fingers stabbed Wang Yipu's eyes, preparing to destroy his eyes directly.
Just when the steel needle was about to touch Wang Yipu's eyes, Qin Hanlin saw a hint of ridicule in Wang Yipu's eyes.
The next second, Qin Hanlin felt his right arm go numb, the steel needle between his fingers fell off involuntarily, and then his right arm fell into Wang Yipu's control.
Qin Hanlin exclaimed in shock: "You are not the Six Suns of the Vajra!"
Wang Yipu sneered: "Is the Vajra Six Sun Hand worthy of being compared to my Tianshan Plum Blossom Hand?"
Tianshan's Plum Blossom Hand is the unique skill of the Xiaoyao School. It includes three-way palm techniques and three-way grappling techniques. The palm techniques and grappling hands contain grasping techniques and unique moves with various weapons. The transformations are complex and any move in the world can be transformed into it. In this set of palm techniques.
This was Wang Yipu's hidden skill for decades. Once it was used, Qin Hanlin didn't notice and his right arm was already under Wang Yipu's control.
As soon as Qin Hanlin exhaled his true energy, he was about to break away from Wang Yipu's grasp, but he felt Wang Yipu's hand on his arm, and suddenly there was a suction force. The true energy was sucked out of the body uncontrollably and rushed into Wang Yipu's body.
Qin Hanlin was shocked. The true energy in his dantian surged out crazily, trying to stop the suction. However, the more he tried to stop it, the faster the true energy was lost. In an instant, one third of the true energy in his body was sucked away.
"The magic method, what kind of magic method are you doing..."
Qin Hanlin, who had never seen such a situation before, looked at Wang Yipu with a trembling voice, his eyes filled with fear.
Wang Yipu, on the other hand, showed a cheerful expression. After his master Xiaoyaozi disappeared thirty years ago, he carefully hid himself and climbed all the way to the position of the chief arrester of the six gates.
Until he met Xiaoyaozi again a month ago, Xiaoyaozi told him that he would assassinate the emperor with his own hands at the emperor's sacrificial ceremony three months later, thus stirring up chaos in the world.
Who would have thought that before he could take action, Qin Hanlin, the emperor's loyal dog, would already come to his door. It seemed that the capital could not wait any longer and would leave as soon as possible after killing Qin Hanlin.
Just when Qin Hanlin was in despair, a spear shot through the air and went straight to the back of Wang Yipu's head.
Seeing that the spear was about to penetrate his head, Wang Yipu could only let go of Qin Hanlin and retreat to avoid the spear.
When Wang Yipu stood still again, he was surrounded by three figures. It was Song Qiaohuang and the others who came from Leigu Mountain through wind and rain.
In the blink of an eye, Wang Yipu understood that his identity was revealed and that he must be related to Song Xing and others. He sneered at the moment:
"Okay, since when did the people from Liumen and the Beggar Gang become the dogs of the Imperial City Division? Song Xing, I promoted you to be the head catcher of Pingjiang Prefecture with the Golden Chapter. Is this how you repay me?"
Song Xing looked at Wang Yipu, who was furious, and said calmly: "Commander, you have to understand that it was Prime Minister Lu who promoted me. You want to assassinate officials and provoke turmoil in the world. How can Song just sit idly by and ignore it?"
During the Song dynasty, there were many emperors, many heroic and strategic ones, but also some incompetent and cowardly. Among the most special emperors, Song Zhezong may be one or two.
Zhezong of the Northern Song Dynasty was one of the few emperors of the Song Dynasty, except Taizu, who had a pioneering spirit. After taking office, he appointed wise ministers and launched a new party, which reversed the financial distress of the Northern Song Dynasty and paved the way for the Song Army's victory in the northwest. provided strong support.
This young emperor adhered to the policies of the Shenzong Dynasty after taking office, defeated Xixia in one fell swoop, and restored the old lands of the Han and Tang Dynasties. He can be called a wise king.
It is a pity that he died young, at the age of only twenty-four, leaving behind the Northern Song Dynasty, which had just improved. In the end, his brother Huizong played a good hand to pieces, and the Han people in the Central Plains faced a crisis that could not be erased for hundreds of years. shame.
Song Xing wanted to see if, in this time and space, if Zhezong had not died so early, the tragic ending of the Northern Song Dynasty and millions of Han people would have been changed.
Wang Yipu looked at Song Xing and the three people forming horns, surrounded him, looked around calmly, and said: "I have been hiding in the court for thirty years, how did you find out my identity?"
Song Xing saw through Wang Yipu's idea of stalling for time, and without giving him a chance to continue speaking, he stepped forward and reached forward.
In Wang Yipu's vision, Song Xing was just a simple movement, but the palm he extended seemed to block out the sky and the sun. Everywhere he looked was Song Xing's palm.
"Such a palm technique!"
Wang Yipu was shocked. He had never thought that this young head catcher, who had not noticed it before, could possess such superb martial arts.
Song Xing's first move was so powerful that not only Wang Yipu was frightened, but even Qin Hanlin, who was lucky enough to escape with his life, looked at Song Xing's somewhat frail back with shock in his eyes, and took that astonishing shot. Palm.
Wang Yipu flipped his palm, and all the essential changes in Tianshan Liuyang Palm came at his fingertips. Dozens of changes burst out from his hand, directly blocking Song Xing's palm.
A loud explosion resounded through the streets. The moment the two men fought, the bricks beneath their feet were directly shattered by the force of the shock.
The moment he came into contact with Song Xing's palm, Wang Yipu felt something bad, so he decisively took a few steps back to avoid the most dangerous attack from Song Xing's palm, but he was still hit by the sharp infuriating energy and was knocked back several steps in a row.
Wang Yipu felt a numbness in the tiger's mouth. He had nearly a hundred years of skill, but he was defeated by Song Xing. He was knocked back, and he couldn't help showing a look of surprise in his eyes.
He knew that in a pure Qi contest, he was already at a disadvantage. After blocking the palm attacks from Qiao Feng and Huang Shang, one on the left and the other on the right, the moves of his hands changed, from the original domineering and sharp to small and flexible.
Pure Qi couldn't compete with him. Wang Yipu didn't believe that Song Xing's skills could be compared to the Tianshan plum-breaking skills he had practiced for fifty years.
When Wang Yipu worshiped Xiaoyaozi as his teacher, Xiaoyaozi once said that the Xiaoyao sect had a magical divine art called Tianjian, which was recorded on 360 bronze mirrors and contained countless external skills and weapons training methods.
Xiaoyaozi said that Wang Yipu's qualifications were limited, and he only taught Wang Yipu two skills: Tianshan Plum Blossom Hand and Tianshan Six Yang Palm. One was strong and the other was dexterous, which was enough for body protection. Xiaoyaozi found Wang Yipu and taught him it before he disappeared thirty years ago. He has the magical power of Beiming.
Over the years, Wang Yipu has been practicing the Six Suns of Vajra on the surface, but secretly he has been practicing 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 fifty years, and the Tianshan plum-breaking hand can change in his hands, and he has truly mastered it. Otherwise, Qin Hanlin would not have been captured by him with just one move.
Song Xing's palm was avoided by Wang Yipu, and he followed up with a chain of arms, hooking and cutting the support, biting and flying, not leaving Wang Yipu's vitals.
The moves in Wang Yipu's hands were unpredictable, but he was always able to block Song Xing's attacks subtly. He hooked and lowered, and moved around to defend Qiao Feng and Huang Shang's attacks.
Faced with the siege of the three top masters in the world, the youngest and fourth disciple of Xiaoyao Sect, he actually blocked all the attacks for a short time.
Qin Hanlin next to him was dumbfounded. Only then did he realize how good Wang Yipu was in hiding.
He was originally afraid that Song Xing and others would steal the credit, but now it seems that if it weren't for Song Xing, he would have lost his life here.
The fight between several people was huge, and with a loud bang, Song Xing raised his right hand to form a sword, as sharp as a dragon. The sound of a tiger roaring faintly sounded in the air, and the air wave broke through the air. He suddenly took a few steps towards Wang Yipu. Cut down.
The moment the palm knife fell, Song Xing flicked the five fingers of his left hand. In Wang Yipu's eyes, a wisp of white mist appeared on the top of his head, turning into a cloud-white whisk in the sky.
The whisk composed of white mist actually swept down towards Wang Yipu's head as Song Xing flicked his fingers.
Wang Yipu had never thought that martial arts could evolve into such a form. He had just blocked Song Xing's sword when his left hand passed through Song Xing's defense like a ghost and hit him on the chest. Inadvertently, the whisk was swept down like a meteor.
Wang Yipu turned his head to avoid the blow from the fly whisk, but his shoulder was swept by the illusory fly whisk. His shoulder bones were shattered and the pain was unbearable.
And looking at Song Xing, who received his full palm and only shook his body, Wang Yipu's eyes shrank violently to a point: "Golden Immortal Clothes, the true energy takes shape!"
