"Kill him, Gang Leader Qiu. As long as you kill him, you will be rewarded for your merits and become a general."
Wanyan Honglie was dragged and ran with a strong wind whistling in his ears...
His voice was cold and cold, and his eyes were already red.
"Cherish your weakness, Kang'er... I have to avenge this hatred."
The palace was attacked, and all his masters suffered casualties.
The young master of Baituo Mountain in the Western Region was killed on the spot.
Even the royal guards were defeated in a battle and his wife was taken away.
The son was captured and his life and death were unknown.
This kind of blow was more than just a blow to Wanyan Honglie.
It even has a far-reaching impact.
It is very likely that his many years of business will be ruined in one day.
Wanyan Honglie has always had a habit of calling himself a Confucian general.
Whether at home or in the military, he never reveals his true position.
Firstly, he was afraid of being assassinated; secondly, he was obsessed with the demeanor of a scholar and commander who was hiding behind the scenes and making decisions thousands of miles away.
This feeling obsessed him.
Fortunately, he was able to escape in time today and escape with his life.
He looked at the figure who could defeat thousands of armies with just one sword and attack directly in front of his precious son, taking life and death from him.
He hated it so much that his teeth itched.
"My lord, please keep the green hills here so you don't have to worry about running out of firewood. Now the matter has become a big deal and everyone's eyes have turned to it.
It is very likely that the Quanzhen Seven Sons are about to arrive, and even Hong Qigong of the Beggar Clan has been alerted.
If we go to kill people at this time, we don't have to say whether we can kill him or not. Once the time is wasted, if the prince has any good intentions, it will be a small loss and a big loss, and it will be too late to regret it. "
The middle-aged masked man, who was short and stocky, said earnestly: "Our gang is hiding in the dark now, waiting for the opportunity to come and ask for help from the army. Exposing your identity at this time will really not be of any benefit to the prince's great cause. Please think twice before doing so." OK."
"Then let's forget it?"
As the two of them ran, Wanyan Honglie still looked behind him unwillingly, feeling unspeakably aggrieved.
He regretted that he knew clearly that the Quanzhen Sect was powerful, and if he attacked one of them, a group of them would follow.
At that time, how could he allow his precious son and his subordinates to deal with Wang Chuyi?
If you force a dog into a back alley, you have to prevent others from biting you back.
This is a principle that never fails.
He doesn't even know how to be a good person.
The result was not good, one wrong move and the whole thing was lost.
The palace was captured, and the soldiers were scattered and killed. They could not be gathered for the time being.
Except for the leader of the Iron Palm Gang, there was no one available to him for a while.
As a prince, there is really no one else who has reached his level.
"If the prince must take revenge, there is a good way."
Qiu Qianren said calmly.
He was carrying a person and leaping on the roof, still breathing evenly and speaking in an unhurried tone.
The whole style of a master.
His high level of cultivation and strong strength are really heartbreaking.
"Please say."
"Lu Guanying's force is much stronger than that of the Quanzhen Seven Sons. Even I may not be able to keep him on the spot.
If he sees that the situation is bad and wants to escape, it may be difficult to find him again.
However, if he can be forced into a situation where he has to fight to the death, he will be doomed. "
"You mean, Guiyun Village?"
Wanyan Honglie's eyes lit up.
“Yes, when dealing with a person, the most important thing is to destroy his foundation and attack him to save him.
His weakness is there. He just needs to crush it with lightning speed... Not only can today's revenge be easily avenged, but even the Taihu water bandits that the prince has been obsessed with can be wiped out in one go. Wouldn't it be great? "
"Wonderful, Mr. Qiu is indeed a great talent. It's really a blessing for the little king that he can't always be around to ask for help."
After hearing this, Wanyan Honglie felt a little better and started to praise.
"The days are long, and when the Iron Palm Gang responds to the uprising, there is no need to hide your identity. When the time comes, Qiu will always obey the prince's orders and will not dare to leave lightly.
As for the past, let me hide in the dark and eliminate some scabies for the prince..."
"good."
Wanyan Honglie was not a person who refused to listen to advice.
In a few words, he said that he no longer had any thoughts of fighting for supremacy.
I just want to escape today, wait until the news is over, and then take revenge.
…
Yang Lin has always known that if a snake is not killed, there will be trouble later.
According to his original thoughts.
Song and Meng will definitely fight a bloody battle to determine the ownership of China.
The Kingdom of Jin, caught in the middle, is the best shield.
Wanyan Honglie was always ambitious, strong-willed, broad-minded, self-restrained and courteous, and good at recruiting talents.
Such a person can make big waves as long as he is given enough platform.
He thought that it would be a good idea to keep such a powerful character and use him to rectify the Jin soldiers, so that he would be able to deal with the Mongols for a longer period of time.
However, this was just a previous thought.
Times change.
That's different now.
When Wang Chuyi sacrificed his life to save Guo Jing, he was besieged by several masters from the Zhao Palace and was immediately poisoned and dying;
In addition, that kid Yang Kang took the heat and took away all the medicinal materials...
As soon as this happened.
There is no chance for Yang Lin and Prince Zhao to relax.
It can only be said that time is also fate.
"It's not that I don't want to spare your life, it's just that you are seeking death on your own and insist on getting into trouble. Who's to blame?"
Wang Chuyi, an old Taoist priest, has been very kind to himself from the beginning.
He has a cheerful and straightforward personality.
At first, just because he had heard about the reputation of the heroes of Taihu Lake, he ran to Guiyun Village without expecting anything in return, drew his sword to help, and did not hesitate to confront the masters of the Jin Kingdom.
This kind of eagerness for justice is really admirable.
Later, Yang Lin worshiped him as his teacher.
Join the Quanzhen Sect.
He could not ignore the hatred and shame of the old Taoist priest, both in public and private matters, and in terms of emotion and reason.
Otherwise, word gets out.
The news that Yang Lin showed weakness to others and was afraid of the King of Jin and did not dare to retaliate resounded throughout the world...
Then he doesn't have to be a human being.
Therefore, no matter what, he cannot retreat from this battle.
There is no alternative to victory.
After killing Wanyan Honglie and Wanyan Lulie, the Jin clan always has someone to lead the army.
This prince is actually not unkillable.
Throughout history, the real reason why the Jin Kingdom perished so quickly was, on the one hand, the strength of Mongolia; on the other hand, it was the alliance between the Song Dynasty and the Mongolian army.
Speaking of which, I have to mention General Meng Gongmeng. This man is really awesome at fighting.
Unfortunately, mistakes in strategic direction cannot be made up for by tactical advantages.
He used all his strength, fought and won consecutively, and combined with the Mongolian troops to defeat the Jin people until they were unable to find the north. In the last battle, they were all wiped out, and they did not occupy any territory.
After this battle, Yang Lin didn't know what to say.
Then, after Mongolia swallowed the most delicious piece of fat, his momentum increased even more. With a backhand blow, the Song Dynasty was on the verge of collapse.
At this time, there was no third country that could be allied to help the Song people fight the war.
Just to see if I can hold on for a few more breaths.
What an unjust defeat.
Half of these things come from Lu Guanying's memories of the current situation in his mind, and half come from some historical knowledge he heard from hearsay.
Yang Lin doesn't know if this is really the case, and he will continue to wait and see the specific situation.
However, he was basically certain that the key to the battle between Song and Meng was not in the Jin Dynasty, but in the Song Dynasty.
The choice of the small court of the Southern Song Dynasty was really not good.
The worst case scenario is that the Song-Mongolia peace talks will be destroyed by then, and we will just find some ways to cause trouble.
When there is a melee between the three parties, the Song Dynasty will be able to survive longer if it lives in the south. It is not certain that he will have the opportunity to become a fisherman.
Therefore, whether a talent like Wanyan Honglie exists is really not as important as previously thought.
…
Yang Lin had unknown thoughts in his mind.
But his feet did not stop.
The Quanzhen Golden Goose Kung has already started running at full speed, and he is running fast with his body close to the ground.
Sometimes he would rush from house to house, and fly among the streets of the city like a big bird.
The closer he got, the more he admired the man in front of him.
Carrying Wanyan Honglie, a tall and muscular man of nearly 200 kilograms, while running, he was still only slightly slower than himself.
It is conceivable that if he were just one person and flew lightly, he would be much faster than himself.
At this moment, Wanyan Honglie was on Wanyan Honglie's side, and there were only a few masters with such strength in the world.
And those who are famous for their light skills are even rarer, and they can basically identify who the opponent is.
"Iron Palm floats on the water, Qiu Qianren, known as the strongest person among the Five Ultimates."
Although the other person's face was covered and he was wearing a black shirt, and his face could not be seen clearly, Yang Lin had already confirmed who he was.
Looking at the city wall ahead and the sparkling waves outside, Yang Lin knew he couldn't delay any longer.
He let out a long roar, gathered his energy, and placed his toes heavily on the house.
His body shape is like a crane piercing the clouds, and his speed increases by three points.
The long sword in his hand flashed, the sword light was dim, and the thunderous roar was compressed within half an inch of the sword body.
The wind broke silently and quietly stabbed the man in black behind him.
One type of Dingyang acupuncture, the strength, power, style and strength are all just right.
It looks ordinary, but in fact, it has deep inner strength and is powerful and ferocious.
When the sword was stabbed to the extreme, there was a sound of thunder and the sword light exploded.
The sharp edge was as sharp as a needle or a cone, as if it was going to pierce through the heart.
"Good swordsmanship."
Qiu Qianren stretched out his long sleeves and threw Wanyan Honglie outside the city wall, where someone was waiting to help him.
He was not afraid of Yang Lin's majestic and majestic sword light.
The body shape is like a willow leaf blowing in the wind, turning slightly, turning the palms of the hands together, and making a sonorous sound...
He actually deflected the needle-like sword momentum.
The sword was twisted and twisted, and the sword was broken into several pieces.
Following the trend, he stepped forward and struck down with his backhand.
boom……
Like the waves of a great river.
This was the first time that Yang Lin was tempted to use the shuriken style, and the long sword in his hand was broken.
I felt that there was an extremely sharp and soft force in the palm of the opponent's hand, entwining and spinning.
It is like a heavy millstone, unable to pierce or cut through, and it has infinite force to counterattack.
The attack failed, but was knocked down by the other party's palm.
The energy was as strong as a mountain, and the two palms, one empty and one full, were already pressed in front of him.
He relies on his strong muscles and bones, has practiced Chinese martial arts and reached the middle stage of the Huajin Master Realm, and has the internal strength of Zhou Tian Dzogchen, so of course he is not afraid of fighting hard with the power of his palms.
One step of walking on frost and ice reaches the palm of the hand, blowing out a foggy cold air.
Boom…
Two sounds of gold and iron clashing sounded in succession.
Yang Lin paused, his muscles and bones clanking, and he suddenly stumbled seven or eight steps, almost falling off the roof...
Qiu Qianren swayed, leaned back slightly, crushed a few glazed gold tiles under his feet, and stood firm.
He chuckled and said: "Young man, you have practiced Quanzhen swordsmanship very well, and your palm skills are also top-notch in the world.
However, compared to me, you are still a little less powerful than the Marquis of Fire... If that were the case, you might not be able to escape this fate today. "
Qiu Qianren linked his palms together and gained the upper hand. He looked around, but did not see the seven Quanzhen disciples coming together, nor did he see the appearance of a nosy old beggar.
At that moment, my heart was calm and a fierce light appeared in my eyes.
Murderous intentions flourished.
"Really? Gang Leader Qiu's Iron Palm Kung Fu is indeed extraordinary. The palms of his palms have developed a mysterious and strange energy, which is really an eye-opener for Lu.
However, wanting to keep my life is overthinking. "
Yang Lin knew that when he fought with Miss Yu in the back mountain of Zhongnan, he had already reached about 300 combat points, which was naturally several times stronger than the Seven Sons of Quanzhen.
However, compared to the Five Wonders of the World, it is still inferior.
Even if he later unblocked it again and reached the middle stage of energy transformation, there was still a gap.
In fact, there is no specific measurement standard for how much difference there is.
Now try a move with Qiu Qianren and fight twice.
He finally understood how much difference there was.
Qiu Qianren, as the leader of the Iron Palm Gang in Western Hunan, his most important achievement was to defeat the Hengshan Sect to pieces in the Iron Palm's battle against Hengshan.
Since then, he has been sluggish.
His pair of iron palms are mysterious and powerful;
The Qinggong is even more brilliant, coming and going like lightning, climbing on a cliff and crossing water.
The Iron Palm Gang was originally just a small gang in western Hunan. It was the place where Shangguan Jiannan, the anti-Jinist ideal, lived in disheartened seclusion.
I never thought about doing anything big.
After Shangguan Jiannan died, it was passed down to Qiu Qianren, who gradually developed it into a behemoth.
There are tens of thousands of elites in the gang, and their power is extraordinary.
This was also the biggest reason why he dared to join the Jin Kingdom and join the struggle to dominate the world.
If you have high martial arts skills and strong power, you will want to strive for wealth and glory...
For Qiu Qianren, a traitor warrior who has no feelings for his family and country, it is actually quite normal for him to seek refuge with the Wanyan family.
…
Putting aside the power of the Iron Palm Gang, Yang Lin has already seen Qiu Qianren's strength.
As expected, he was worthy of being the person Wang Chongyang had invited to participate in the Huashan sword debate.
It may be a little worse than Wujue, but definitely not much worse.
The combat power is definitely higher than that of Miss Jade.
How strong he is, you have to defeat him to find out.
Yang Lin received two palms, his heart felt stuffy and his muscles and bones were numb.
Da Zhoutian's perfect internal energy actually felt a little sluggish.
He knew in his heart that he was completely at a disadvantage, both physically and internally.
Even with a sword in hand, he can't beat him.
fortunately.
It was not without gains when he was in Prince Zhao's Mansion.
Leaving aside the acquisition of the second volume of the Nine Yin Manual, it will not be of much use yet.
However, the martial arts points he gained from killing masters like Ouyang Kemei and Chaofeng were by no means a small amount.
The last time he was promoted to Huajin Grandmaster, he spent 240 martial luck points, and he still had 38 points left.
Elder Peng of the beggar-killing gang got 100.
This time, I got 100 points from Peng Lianhu, 90 points from Master Lingzhi, and 85 points from the old weirdo Liang Ziweng.
Killing Ouyang Ke earns 160 points, and killing Mei Chaofeng earns 180 points.
In the end, Yang Kang was eliminated and got 23 points, which was better than nothing.
He now has a total of 773 martial luck points, which is an extremely large and generous number.
I originally thought about calming down and breaking through the twelfth floor of the Golden Pass and Jade Lock, but I didn't expect that I would meet Qiu Qianren here.
The opponent's attacks are fierce and his palm skills are mysterious. He looks like he can't beat him unless he upgrades to a higher level.
He retreated at the first touch and stood firm on his feet. A little blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, but his insides were shocked.
Even so, he didn't care at all, and silently thought in his heart, Jingyuan Martial Arts, unblocking.
360 points of martial luck turned into mysterious and strange energy and poured into the body.
Yang Lin's body trembled slightly, he took a long breath, and a look of relief appeared on his face.
At this moment, he felt his body screaming in joy, and the long-lost familiar feeling came to his heart again.
Back then, I understood and laid the foundation step by step in the illusion, integrated martial arts, and then created the pinnacle martial art of Killing Fist Do.
After coming to this world, his strength has been incomplete.
Even if you practice Quanzhen Internal Skills until the Great Zhoutian, your strength will become stronger, but your body will still have flaws and cannot be perfected.
It was very uncomfortable to fight.
The foundation was damaged, and when the habitual shooting method no longer relied on, Yang Lin always felt that something was missing.
After burning 360 points of martial luck and unblocking it, he naturally understood what he was missing.
It is a kind of self-confidence that dominates the world.
It was the powerful spirit that gave him the name of the God of War and his invincible posture.
Because, after all, this body is not built up bit by bit by oneself. No matter how hard the mind accepts it, the body will always be uncoordinated.
But now it's different.
At this moment, he clearly felt that he was Yang Lin, no longer Lu Guanying.
It was Yang Wudi who had dominated Shanghai and was famous all over the world.
When Qiu Qianren smiled ferociously and his body flew towards him like a light cloud, Yang Lin suddenly laughed.
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