Zhao Zhengli did not hide anything and said truthfully: "I have been in contact with Tianshi Mansion for more than half a year, so I know him!"
The man shook his blue shirt and raised his gun with one hand: "I am Wudang Zhang Baishan, please enlighten me!"
Tubo Mu Mingtang licked his lips and smiled evilly: "Finally, something decent has arrived!" Then he turned to the Xixia woman with mink fur lapels who had been watching and said: "How is it? It's a worthwhile trip tonight, this is just the beginning. Then I met a disciple of Wudang!"
The Xixia woman raised her chin slightly and smiled sweetly. She shook her head and her hairpin moved slightly, dazzling people's eyes under the bright candlelight. She reminded softly: "This person and Zhao Zhengli are serving under the Tianshi Mansion. Their strength is not comparable." What a underestimate!"
Such words aroused the interest of the handsome man: "No problem! This is more interesting!"
As he spoke, he took off the obstructive objects such as the jade sachet at his waist, straightened his right robe, tightened his belt with gold and jade buttons, and finally casually drew the long sword of the retinue, and stood in the open space with his hands behind his back: "Before, While practicing in Luoxue, I often hear monks mention Taoist legends in the East, please don’t let me down!"
"Chi!"
What responded to him was Zhang Baishan's long spear, a shocking stab, and the zhenqi and the spear tip made an explosion sound in the air.
Mu Miitang raised his knife to block it. Without the mundane objects on his body, his temperament became more dusty. There was a hint of disdain on his handsome face: "Isn't taking advantage of the opportunity to surprise a Wudang marksmanship?"
"Noisy!"
Zhang Baishan withdrew the spear, wrapped the flower stick around his waist and used the force to hit it back. The true energy of the gun barrel was like burning fire, and the sound of the powerful explosion was like muffled thunder.
Mu Miitang's eyes were focused, and he tightened the handle of the knife with one hand. His legs were slightly stretched to stabilize the lower body. Haoran's true energy suddenly appeared, and he thrust forward a knife with one hand. The several-meter-long knife Qi collided with the oncoming spear. superior.
Bang!
There was a billow of air in the Lanjing Pavilion. The dishes and chopstick racks flying around the long round table were scattered all over the place. A large number of maids, servants and people of lower status stumbled to the ground. Even those young prodigies with outstanding strength shook their bodies repeatedly before they could stabilize their bodies. .
Among the people, there are only a few people who can be as stable as a rock throughout the whole process, including the most beautiful woman from Xixia, the young man from Khitan, the princess of Dali, Prince Xiao, and several people from the temple's Three Saints, Buddhists, Taoists, and Confucians. Among the many "retinues", only Zhao Zhengli and Chen The two Xiaoyao were calm and composed.
The level of the dozens of people present was clear at a glance. As the only two "retinues" in the audience, they naturally attracted much attention.
The Xixia woman glanced at Zhao Zhengli and Chen Xiaoyao with complex eyes: "The Emperor of Dali really dotes on His Highness as rumored, and the two attendants with him are both at the peak of the Grand Master!"
Her Highness the Princess glanced at her sudden appearance almost indifferently, and said without shame: "The follower I picked up on the road is still in the process of being tested by this princess!"
"..."
The parties involved were ashamed and the listeners were speechless.
Zhao Zhengli glanced at Princess Jiaoheng and hesitated to speak. Chen Xiaoyao wanted to say something, but before he could speak, a pair of watery autumn eyes froze her.
Princess Dali rolled her eyes boredly. Chen Xiaoyao felt as if his heart was reaching the Heavenly Spirit Cap, and his soul might ascend to heaven at any time. He wiped his beard stupidly: "There are three thousand good sentences in the book, but sitting next to a beauty is not as good as it is!"
Princess Dali smiled sweetly: "I really agree with what I said. It's not scary to meet a gangster, but I'm afraid that the gangster is educated!" Then she looked at Chen Xiaoyao with appreciative eyes: "This princess is becoming more and more curious about your true appearance. Wen Wen Being able to compose poetry and fight with martial arts is indeed very suitable for the position of this princess's retinue, but of course the prerequisite is that you are good-looking!"
"..."
Clang!
Mu Miitang and Zhang Baishan had been fighting for dozens of rounds. They moved from the banquet table in the pavilion to the viewing platform outside the pavilion, then from the viewing platform to the top of the pavilion, and then to the bushes under the pavilion. Dozens of lanterns were extinguished seven or seven times. Eighty-eight, the maid trembled and rekindled, but not long after, she was killed by the sword energy and the true energy. The maid focused again one by one, and so on.
It wasn't until hundreds of golden Buddha shadows appeared in the clear night sky that the maid and servant looked up with dumbfounded eyes. It was as if thousands of Buddhas had come to the world. The previous attack on Wang Feng in Lanjing Pavilion was only a blur, but now it was almost real. Appearing, the ethereal sound of the Buddha makes people unable to help but kneel down and worship.
"It takes time to fight, so use your Wudang skills!"
Mu Miitang raised his hands to cheer up, his handsome face was both conceited and arrogant.
"Thousand Buddhas, kneel down!"
Hundreds and thousands of Buddhas pressed down on one knee, as if the power of the Buddha came to the world, and the night sky was squeezed, making an overwhelming sound of "click-click" breaking through the sky.
Zhang Baishan, wearing a blue shirt, suddenly said with great pride: "You can do whatever you want, you can shoot me with one shot!"
The barrel of the gun was instantly enveloped by the true energy and condensed into a long spear of true energy that was several feet long. Zhang Baishan raised the gun and stabbed the hundreds of Buddhas with one hand.
Boom! !
The dazzling golden Buddha is disappearing and dying, and the spear is also shattering inch by inch.
On the hill in the backyard; the Lanjing Pavilion was shrouded in explosive zhenqi, and the bright Buddha light illuminated half of Qingzhou City. People inside and outside the palace were shocked to stare. The army and guest officials in the palace appeared again. Everyone came and happened to see a shot of zhenqi that was several feet tall. The spear stabbed the layers of golden Buddhas into pieces. This "Buddha-killing" method shocked the scene and made them stunned for a long time.
bass!
After the spear was shattered, the Buddha disappeared. At the end of the shot, Mu Miitang raised the corners of his mouth, shook the big sleeve of his right robe, and dozens of hidden weapons attached to his true energy hit the blue-shirted young man directly.
Dang Dang Dang!
Yang Zhiming, a weak scholar who had been silent and watching with cold eyes, flicked his fingers repeatedly and used the power of his Qi fingers to flick away several hidden weapons for Zhang Baishan.
Bang!
The Khitan young man on the other side fluttered his narrow sleeves and took action decisively to stop Yang Zhiming. He said in a nonchalant manner: "The two of them are competing, why do you want to interfere?"
The weak Yang Zhiming frowned and touched the long knife at his waist: "Since it is a competition, such a method seems ungentlemanly?"
The young man rubbed his head and said: "As long as you don't bully the minority, both sides will use their own methods. Whether it's a peace or a war, it's their business. Why are you worried? If your friend is defeated, he will ask for help. It’s not too late for you to take action!”
Yang Zhiming was choked by him and became speechless. He took off the "black light" from his waist, and the dozens-inch blade was slightly curved. You could feel the sparkling black light before it was even taken out of the sheath. He looked like a scholar and held the sword with one hand; his tone was calm. : "Qi Yunshan, Yang Zhiming is ordered to teach you!"
The Khitan young man tightened his cross-sleeved Khitan clothes, straightened his robe, and stood up slowly. Next to him, the Khitan second commander Dahe Luohan wanted to fight for him, but the young man raised his hand to stop him, with a smile in his eyes. Meaning: "I know that Your Excellency is not a simple man. It turns out that you are also from a major Taoist sect. Then let me, Yeluhe, teach you!"
On the other side, Wudang Zhang Baishan and Tubo Mimitang have fought for hundreds of times. On Lanjingting's side, Qi Yun Shanyang Zhi ordered to fight Khitan Yeluhe.
After speaking, Yeluhe stretched out his hand, and his retinue took out a halberd that was nearly ten feet long. He held it with one hand, and the two of them stepped out of the Pavilion. As soon as they stepped out of the pavilion, before their feet even touched the ground, they both struck each other, tapping their toes to watch the scenery. The stone pillars of the platform jumped out a few more meters, and they hit each other one after another. The sparks and harsh sounds caused by the weapons resounded in all directions. I haven't mobilized my true energy yet. With just two steps and two collisions, my momentum was already as good as the battle and I was going crazy. Those two.
The Khitan youth self-registered as a taboo, which aroused heated discussion among many Qingguo people present.
Chen Xiaoyao said with certainty: "I said this guy is not an ordinary person. He is indeed the son of the great Khitan master who was struck by lightning, Yeluhe!"
Princess Dali glanced at him: "Why did you curse others to be struck by lightning? To snatch your wife? Or to dig up your ancestral graves?"
Chen Xiaoyao almost beat his chest and said: "When your country of Dali meets Daqing, our country of etiquette, you will naturally not feel the border crisis. You don't know; the great master of Khitan has cultivated two perverts, one is biological Yeluhe, and the other is adopted. Wan Yanshi from the Jurchen clan, the two are known as the 'Khitan Twin Dragons'. When they grow up, the northern border of Qing Kingdom is destined to be turbulent, even far greater than the threat posed by the great national master Yelu Xiao!"
Princess Dali rolled her eyes deeply: "People in Jianghu are worried about temple affairs, do you think you are just too lazy to worry about it?"
The young people from the Qingguo temple who were listening not far away seemed to find something wrong with the product. Are Princess Dali's followers from the Qingguo?
Zhao Zhengli frantically hinted at the side, but the result could not stop Chen Xiaoyao, who was deeply in love, from expressing his impassioned patriotic feelings: "You must keep it tonight, otherwise there will be endless trouble!"
These words completely awakened Prince Xiao and Wang Feng. They made eye contact, and then whispered to the maid and servant. The latter nodded respectfully and solemnly, and left quickly.
The Xixia woman, inlaid with gold and jade, and wearing a brocade robe with large fur lapels, glanced at the three saints in the temple, and finally fell on Fang Na in the Confucian Academy: "Looking at it made my hands itch, so I took the initiative to invite you to be with you. How about a delicate woman stretching her muscles and bones?”
Fang Na, who was dressed simply and with a delicate figure, smiled slightly. She had long noticed that the Xixia woman had been observing her for a long time, and she happened to want to test her skills, so she stood up gently holding a gold, silver and iron folding fan: "Fang Na!"
The fur mink fur swayed softly in the night wind, caressing the cheeks of the beautiful Xixia woman. The hairpin on her head swayed slightly with her steps. Inside the slit brocade robe; the white bottom trousers that appeared and disappeared set off her straight thighs. Looking down at Fang Na, a delicate woman who is half a head shorter than herself: "Yan Peixuan"
Fang Na hesitated for a moment: "Who are you, Yan Peina, the concubine of Xixia who ranks fourth on the beauty list?"
"elder sister!"
Prince Xiao, who was watching the battle from afar, said, "Ha! Everyone is really here today!"
Wang Feng on the side quickly echoed in a low voice: "Does His Highness have any thoughts about her? How about Wang being treated as a villain and staying here?"
Prince Xiao responded with a half-smile: "Does this Prince look like someone who twists melons and fruits?"
"With His Highness's style and charm, of course you don't need it." Then he added with an evil smile: "But that's not the case with Mr. Wang!"
Prince Xiao glanced at him: "What you did has nothing to do with me."
Yan Peixuan took out a jade flute measuring dozens of inches at some point, with a cold expression on her face. Fang Na looked at her with a gold, silver and iron fan.
One of the two women was tall and beautiful, the other was delicate and gentle. Without any words, the two pairs of bright eyes focused on each other, and they started to move simultaneously.
Earlier, some people ignored the strength of the two beauties, and did not expect that their aura would be astonishing, and the peak state of the middle-level masters would be intimidating.
The two people's moves are light and agile, and combined with their true energy, they are like fighting between fairies in the heavenly palace, with brilliant rays of light and high levels of true energy.
"Shaolin awakening in the north of Qing Dynasty asks Princess Dali for advice."
"Southern Shaolin asked Yao Xiaochen, the retinue of Dali, for advice on how to crawl inside and outside!"
"..."
"Ge Jinxiao leads Princess Dali's second entourage!"
"Zhang Dian leads Princess Dali's two attendants!"
"..."
"Pang Haowei of Confucian Academy teaches the second commander of Khitan!"
…
In an instant, Lan Jingting was at war with each other, each looking for an opponent.
There was a fight in the backyard of the Wang family's residence, and the troops and guests were so anxious that they couldn't take care of themselves.
Three dignitaries from Qingzhou who had been invited to the banquet by Wang Chongli earlier took advantage of the chaos and escaped. The three of them thought that this banquet was prepared to make friends with young dignitaries. Unexpectedly, it was a Hongmen Banquet.
This feast was far beyond the expectations of the Wang family and his son. Wang Chongli went all out and led 3,000 troops to surround the entire backyard. This posture naturally reduced a lot of criticism.
"Hahaha! What a lively young man's world!"
A loud laughter came from the depths of the night sky in Qingzhou City, and a black Confucian robe was seen flying through the air.
