Splitting Air Palm can be used to generate energy in the air without contact, which is the nemesis of the Flame Soul Needle. However, although Splitting Air Palm is unpredictable, few people practice it, because no matter how powerful the volley is, it is not as good as direct punching and palm splitting. Air Palm is really a thankless martial art. It was only after his wife was stabbed by the Flame Soul Needle that Ge Ruliang began to practice this skill for today's revenge battle with Fei Hongzi.
Ge Ruliang made a move with his palms, and while handing a move to Fei Hongzi, he said: "Ge doesn't care about the dispute between Shaolin Zhengshuo. Today he just wants to ask for an explanation for Zhuo Jing from the senior."
Here, Fei Hongzi changed his palms into claws. He knew that the Flame Soul was ineffective against the Sky Splitting Palm, so he used his blood-coagulating claws to confront Ge Ruliang. At the same time, he sneered and said, "I have heard about the name of the Dugu family's adopted son-in-law, Zhuang Zhuge. Do you have the name?" What do you want to ask? I will definitely tell you everything."
He deliberately wanted to anger Ge Ruliang, but Ge Ruliang remained unmoved. He struck out with his palm and said, "A Chu is not a martial artist and has never participated in martial arts affairs. Why did senior want to hurt her?"
Feihongzi turned sideways to avoid Ge Ruliang's menacing palm, and said: "When I first arrived in Longxi, I wanted to establish a sect. However, except for the Three Saints of Kongtong, the martial arts people in Longxi only followed the instructions of Dugu Laoer. My son is one of the three sons. At that time, I was not completely sure whether it was a head-on fight or a sneak attack, so I used the Flame Soul Needle to injure his only daughter, whom he regarded as the jewel in his eye. Sure enough, I wanted to find an old Taoist from Maoshan to treat my daughter's injury. , moved his family south, and later became the Lord of the Five Lakes, but no one took care of the Longxi Wulin business anymore."
Fei Hongzi told these old things in order to disturb Ge Ruliang's mind. He took the opportunity to reach out and grab Ge Ruliang's arm. Ge Ruliang knew that there was poison on his finger, so he immediately withdrew his palm to avoid it, but the other palm flew towards Fei Hongzi. Fei Hongzi's wrist was slashed towards him, but even though there was no contact, Fei Hongzi felt a faint pain in his wrist. He knew that if he was hit by Ge Ruliang's force, his bones and tendons would definitely be broken, so he immediately retreated.
The two of them were going back and forth, always retreating as soon as they got close. Ge Ruliang was afraid of Fei Hongzi's poisonous needles and claws, and Fei Hongzi was also afraid of Ge Ruliang's sharp palms. The two of them were fighting fiercely and kept talking. Ge Ruliang said: "My father-in-law has an indifferent nature and never cares about fame. If you want to start a sect, he may not object, so why bother to do it many times?" ?」
The two sides fought for several rounds, and Fei Hongzi thought to himself: Although the Splitting Air Palm is magical, a person's internal strength is limited after all. If he keeps fighting like this, when his internal strength is exhausted, he can just grab or stab him, and get a little bit of his flesh, and he will win. Bu was defeated, so he was not in a hurry to attack, but deliberately talked to him, delaying Ge Ruliang's move.
Feihongzi said: "Dugu Wen may not have the idea of leading the martial arts heroes in the northwest, but he doesn't want to do it, but that doesn't mean others don't regard him as a leader. Either he doesn't do something or he doesn't do it! I deliberately injured Dugu Laoer's only daughter. , but you don’t want her life, just to let her hang on to you and consume your inner strength to heal her without having time to care about others.”
It turns out that Fei Hongzi's Flame Soul Needle is driven by internal force to deliver poisonous needles. The poison of the filiform needle and the internal force of Yin poison complement each other and can control the amount of poisoning. Moreover, because Dugu Chu is a daughter, the onset of poison is slow, so it has been delayed for so long. , not to immediate death.
Ge Ruliang sneered and said, "So that's it! I thought it was because of my superb medical skills. It turned out that I had already been plotted by my seniors."
Fei Hongzi said proudly: "Not bad, not bad..."
Before he could say the second word "Not bad", he suddenly felt Ge Ruliang tightening his palms, and the splitting palms were as fierce as one palm, and each palm was as fast as one palm. It was as if he had not tried his best before, and at this moment, the strength of each palm was They all seem to be getting stronger, continuously, and getting stronger with each passing day.
Ge Ruliang had previously deliberately concealed his strength and lured Fei Hongzi to tell the truth about that year. His personality was different from that of his father-in-law Dugu Wen. Ge Ruliang was not only smart but also more diligent. After Dugu Chu was injured, he worked every day for ten years to heal his wife. He has been practicing continuously, and now his light kung fu may not be as good as Dugu Wen's, but his internal strength is already far superior to Dugu Wen's.
Fei Hongzi felt that his whole body was suddenly enveloped by Ge Ruliang's strength, as if he was in a violent storm. Not only were his moves scattered by the strong wind, but he also found it difficult to breathe. He was forced to retreat by Ge Ruliang. .
Feihongzi had become famous in Longyou in recent years, so it was hard for him to lower his face and seek help from the Shenhui. However, he cursed the Shenhui in his heart for being too ignorant. Seeing that he was at a disadvantage, he did not
Come to help.
Feihongzi glanced anxiously. The Nanzong monks who originally came with the Shenhui just saw Jiang Shuo rushing towards the Shenhui, so they rushed forward to stop them. Looking again at this moment, they saw that these monks were all ordered by Jiang Shuo. Fei Hongzi cursed in his mind as he placed the acupuncture pestle next to Shenhui: The martial arts of these Nanzong monks are too poor, aren't they? If we had known that they were so helpless, why would we form an alliance with the Southern Sect?
Looking at Jiang Shuo, he was already standing next to Shenhui. Shenhui was very calm and allowed Jiang Shuo to put a palm on his shoulder. The two seemed to be chatting.
Jiang Shuo pressed the Jianzhen point on Shenhui's shoulder and said, "Master, long time no see!"
Shenhui chuckled and said, "Jiang Xiaoyou, long time no see." He kept his mouth calm, but he couldn't help but glance at Manichae Yihai Abo and Guangming Ershi and others, intending to ask them to come forward to help, but everyone from the Demon Sect Everyone knew that Jiang Shuo was not easy to mess with. At this moment, they all pretended not to notice Shen Hui's glances, looking around but not coming forward.
Jiang Shuo said again: "It's been a long time since we said goodbye in the Songmo Valley..."
Shen Hui was absent-minded and replied casually: "Yes..." He suddenly realized that he was speechless and said hurriedly: "Little friend Jiang, are you kidding? I have never been to Songmo Valley."
Jiang Shuo laughed and said, "Why is this a joke? Master, have you forgotten? Oh... yes, master was not like this at that time..." He suddenly slapped the Zhiyang point on Shenhui Fatty's back with his hand, and on his palm Emitting Gangqi, "Shen Hui" seemed to have quite a lot of internal strength. When Jiang Shuo pressed him, he neither got up nor fought back, but his smile looked a little embarrassed.
Under the constant push of Jiang Shuo's internal energy, "Shen Hui" had sweat on his forehead, and he angrily shouted: "Young brat Wu Zang! Let go! Oh, let go!" Jiang Shuo ignored him and continued to use his magical power. Constantly emitting agitation.
Shenhui finally screamed: "Oh my God! It's too hot!" As he said this, his body began to twist violently.
Jiang Shuo said: "Oh, yes...you still need my help on the top of your head."
Shenhui was wearing a Vairocana crown on his head, and it was not a ritual at the moment. It was very strange for him to wear this crown. Jiang Shuo raised his hand and took off the Vairocana crown from his head.
The monks in the Shaolin Temple shook their heads frequently when they saw it, thinking: This young man is too unruly. Although the northern sect monks had many conflicts with the southern Shaolin, they did not want to humiliate the Shenhui. Hui Zhao said: "Looking back, don't go too far."
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone in the entire Dharma Hall saw a strange scene: the "Shen Hui" shoulders shrugged, and his sleeves fell down weakly. Then the top of his head suddenly opened, and a person jumped out from inside. . The kite in life had hunched shoulders, protruding eyes and nose, little beard on his face and little hair on his head, and his appearance was quite vulgar. At this moment, his upper body clothes were soaked with sweat, and he spat: "Jiang Suzhi, you are so bad. Already."
Jiang Shuo threw the monk's robe and a large leather bag inside to the ground. He saw a palm-shaped rag floating out from the back of the monk's robe. The same fingerprint was also printed on the exposed leather bag, but it was already red. It turned black, and there were even more signs of burning all around.
Jiang Shuo chuckled and said, "General Shi, I haven't seen you for a long time. Why do you always come out of your skin every time I see you?"
The man who jumped out was Shi Siming. He listened to Jiang Shuo's question and had no time to answer. He turned around and ran away. Jiang Shuo had experience this time. He chased after him quickly, grabbed Shi Siming's wrist and said: "Hey...General Shi, why are you so anxious to leave just now when you show up?"
The Shaolin monks were shocked. Abbot Huijue said, "This... this... who is this?"
Jiang Shuo said: "This is General Shi Siming, the envoy of Pinglu Army and Horses who sat down at Fan Yang Jiedushi An Lushan."
The group of monks were startled again. They looked at each other and then looked at Huiwen together. Shaolin monks often do not leave the mountain for ten or decades. All matters in the martial arts rely on Huiwen's four departments of Tianwang Hall to collect information. Huiwen's monks from the Ministry of State had already briefly described Shi Siming's origins to him, and said to the monks: "Yes, there is indeed a general in the Yan army named Shi Siming. Shi Siming's original name was Xi Gan. He was born in Ningyi under the rule of the Yingzhou Dudu Mansion. A Turkic tribe in the prefecture, this person has been familiar with Anlu Mountain since he was a child. Because he assisted Anlu Mountain in conquering Xihe Khitan, he was moved to Pinglu Army as a military envoy."
Shi Siming glared at Huiwen in an exaggerated manner and said with a smile: "The Shaolin Temple has a lot of eyeliners. A little guy like Xi Gan can actually get into the eyes of the master."
Fei Hongzi over there said angrily: "So you are not Shenhui! Where are the real Shenhui people?"
Shi Siming still smiled and said: "Master Shenhui, he is probably still teaching scriptures and teachings at Heze Temple in Luoyang, right?"
Feihongzi made a feint, retreated quickly, broke away from the fight with Ge Ruliang, turned around and ran towards Shi Siming. When he saw Jiang Shuo in front of him, Feihongzi didn't say anything, raised his hand and grabbed Shi Siming's hand from Jiang Shuo.
Jiang Shuo saw the opportunity very quickly, and he lifted Shi Siming up with his hand, blocking him like a rag doll in front of Fei Hongzi. Fei Hongzi swam forward, avoiding Shi Siming, and wanted to grab Jiang Shuo's shoulder.
Jiang Shuo, however, was well prepared. His body turned with Fei Hongzi, still blocking Shi Siming in front of him. Fei Hongzi couldn't rush past several times, so he simply stopped fighting Jiang Shuo and instead faced Shi Siming's Tianling Gai. Just grab it. Shi Siming was shocked and cursed angrily: "Fei Hongzi, what are you doing?"
Fei Hongzi said: "Get out of the way, otherwise you will die in your hands!"
Shi Siming said: "Hey, I do want to do it, but I'm just afraid that Young Master Jiang won't give in."
Feihongzi feinted again, turned to attack Yihai Apo, and angrily said: "If you Manichaeans hadn't spread random messages, saying that God would invite me to help him seize the position of leader of the Shaolin Sect, what would happen after that? How could I come?"
