The whole family of the Yang family was killed by the witches of the Donghai Sect, and Yiqing Taoist was also an abandoned disciple of the Donghai Sect. How could Xia Yun not be interested in this? As soon as the Tianlong Gang settled in Tanzhou City, he sent people to inquire about the news about the Donghai Sect. Most of the rumors in the world are unbelievable and are spread by false rumors, but the four characters of "Female Chicken Si Chen" are the real misdeeds of the East China Sea Sect. The leader, Han Yingxue, is unprecedented and has mastered the Donghai Corpse Fang Kung Fu, Miao Wing Sword, and Silk Grasping Shou. He has cultivated his unique skills to the highest level and single-handedly dominated the three islands in the East China Sea.
The Kung Fu that Qin Ji used was exactly the silk-winding grappling technique of the East China Sea School, which is known as "thousands of knots, breaking the bones and cramping". It was the most insidious and sinister. Taoist Yiqing was from the East China Sea School and was no stranger to this grappling technique. Still bearable. After fighting for a while, she suddenly changed her moves and moved around erratically, catching him off guard. She was snatched into the door and fought close to him. Qin Ji's body was as slippery as a loach and soft as if she had no bones. Taoist Taoist Qing's every move landed on her. In the empty space, he gradually falls behind and is controlled by his opponent.
Even Xia Qian could see that he was about to be defeated, so he couldn't help but grab Xia Yun's arm and shake it hard. Xia Yun stared at Qin Ji intently, patted the back of her hand, and told her that there was nothing to worry about. Since Yang Hu had left a Taoist priest behind, he would definitely use more than these methods.
Sure enough, when Qin Ji clasped his arms with both arms, like a python twisting something, and was about to exert force, the Qing Taoist intertwined his palms and pressed them against her trembling chest. Xia Qian swallowed back the words that came to her lips and said in her heart: "Although a lion and an elephant fight a rabbit, it is too shameful to be so frivolous towards women!"
Qin Ji exclaimed, not daring to make contact with his palms. She took a few steps back with a gloomy expression on her face and shouted, "Where did you learn Chunbo Palm?"
Taoist Yiqing snorted coldly and asked, "Where did you learn the grappling technique?"
Qin Ji's face was uncertain, and she thought to herself: "This person takes the masculine path in kung fu, how could he be able to practice Spring Wave Palm? He must be just showing up, and he was deceived without warning!"
Chunbo Palm is the proud skill of Pan Xingzhou, the leader of the Yinma Clan. The moves may seem weak, but in fact, they can hurt people invisible due to their yin strength. Qin Ji once stood by and saw him practicing the skills. When he pressed down with his palm, the skin of the tofu was intact, and it was cushioned on the ground. The tiles beneath it had been torn apart and turned into powder. But it is not easy to practice to this level. Even though Pan Xingzhou is amazingly talented, it took no less than twenty years of hard work, and the male physique is biased towards masculinity. Practicing such feminine skills will greatly hinder his descendants. Perhaps it is For this reason, Pan Xingzhou still has nothing but a few sons of cockroaches.
Pan Xingzhou's true identity is one of the many illegitimate sons of Qian Zhiwei, the military governor of Wei Bo. If he hadn't been an heir, how could Qian Zhiwei have allowed the Yinma Gang to control the black and white gangs, with the tail still strong, and its power spread to three towns in Hebei? Even if he was confused for a moment, his two biological sons would not agree. In fact, someone has been whispering in the ears of Lord Jiedushi that they want to reduce Pan Xingzhou's power and split the Yinma Gang into two to restrain each other.
Thinking of this, Qin Ji sighed quietly. She was unwilling to return in vain and went back to the place again. Now that she believed that the opponent's "Chunbo Palm" was just a bluff, she no longer had any scruples, and used the silk-wrapped grappling technique to gradually gain the upper hand. Taoist Yiqing repeated his old trick and assumed the "Spring Wave Palm" posture. This time Qin Ji did not dodge or dodge, and used attack for attack. She raised her five fingers and pecked hard at his palm.
The yin energy was like a lover's hand, gently brushing over the fingertips and invading the body along the arm. The bones and meridians were twisted into a mess. Qin Ji watched as her jade arm like a snow lotus root was broken inch by inch and turned into a limp and dead body. Snake screamed like crazy: "Qiu Baichuan, what are you waiting for? Why haven't you done anything yet?" The pain was so heart-breaking that she burst into tears. She fell to the ground, holding her arms and shaking all over, and despair came from deep in her throat. whimpering.
Taoist Yiqing left her behind, walked up to Qiu Baichuan slowly, pushed his thin paws away from Banxia's throat, and patted the sealed acupuncture points, and then Banxia cried out "Wow" , the cold wind in the middle of the night, the fright in the middle of the night, my legs and feet became weak for a while, I sat down on the ground, my little face wrinkled up, and I was out of breath from crying.
Xia Yun breathed a long sigh of relief. Those who are close to Zhu are red and those who are close to ink are black. Taoist Yiqing has followed Yanghu. His character and means should not be underestimated. He solemnly thanked Taoist Yiqing like a guest and handed Qin Ji to Yi. Deal with it honestly and imprison him temporarily. The crisis was resolved invisibly, and everyone dispersed, leaving only the Xia brother and sister in the empty courtyard.
Xia Qian couldn't help but ask: "Second brother, what method did he use to plot against Qiu Baichuan?"
Xia Yun lowered his head and pondered for a long time, then shook his head and said: "I can't figure it out... the kung fu of the East China Sea School is very weird. Only by asking him himself can we know this kind of thing."
Xia Qian was stunned for a while, still feeling scared, and whispered: "It was very dangerous today. Fortunately, a Taoist priest took action and the danger was averted. Second brother, the Yinma Gang will not let it go. You must be careful with yourself..."
Xia Yong smiled bitterly and said: "I know that if you get on this boat, you will either break through the dangerous shoals or sink together. There is no third way. Yinma Gang, hehe, since you have offended, then just offend more harshly, don't Nothing left to chance!”
Xia Qian blinked, wondering what her second brother was thinking.
Qin Ji was imprisoned in a cold dungeon, and the muscles and bones of her right arm were completely destroyed by Chunbo Palm. She was in excruciating pain, and her breath was dying. The shackles were simply unnecessary. Even if the door was opened, she could not walk out ten steps. Although He Yanzi boasted of his excellent medical skills, he was unable to do anything for the moment. He could only drink strong scented tea for Qin Ji and let her fall asleep on her side to temporarily stop the pain.
"Chunbo Palm, what kind of skill did you use to hurt someone like this!" Seeing the graceful beauty suffering, even he felt compassion.
Xia Yun pinched Qin Ji's chin, twisted her face and looked at it for a moment. Unlike Xiaojiabiyu, who had delicate features, Qin Ji's appearance had a wild beauty, like an unruly wild horse in the wilderness, arousing a man's desire to conquer.
"If I don't get treatment in time, I may not survive for a few days."
"I have something to ask her. Can she wake up?"
Xia Yun stared at Qin Ji's graceful body, waved her hand and He Yanzi stepped back. He remembered Qin Ji's flexible skills, like a horse, a snake twisting, and a back kick over the top. A ball of heat rose up in her lower abdomen. Jue leaned down and reached out to touch her smooth face.
Qin Ji frowned in her sleep, her body twitched slightly, and her breath smelled sweet.
