A journey to the heavens starting from the Red Mansion

Chapter 155
Jiumozhi was stunned for a moment, and looked at the high-spirited Lin Yao with some deep meaning.

"Then the young monk will wait and see."

Then he glanced at Xuanci and others who looked ugly, jumped up, and in a flash, they were far away from the battlefield in a few moments.

When he passed the military formation, the Song soldiers below did not receive the order, nor did they intercept the foreign monk who looked like a foreigner.

"Ah Yao, leave those people to me."

Wang Yuyan, fluttering in white clothes, looked down at the eight Xuanci people.

"No problem at all."

Lin Yao looked at Wang Yuyan with firm eyes and did not refuse her request to continue fighting.

Again, in the face of absolute strength, nothing can escape Lin Yao's control.

Since Wang Yuyan still wanted to hone her martial arts skills, he would not refuse.

Wang Yuyan nodded to Lin Yao, her figure flashed, and she used the exquisite movement of Lingbo Weistep to greet the eight Xuanci people.

Xuanci, who was standing at the top, was horrified. He didn't have time to think about it, so he hurriedly gathered all his energy and reached out his hands from his sleeves.

He slashed forward through the air, his fist was so powerful that it actually rolled up the surrounding leaves.

This is exactly the 72 unique skills of Shaolin, Prajna Zen Palm.

This blow was Xuanci's all-out blow.

Faced with Wang Yuyan's mysterious Qinggong, the approaching powerful power, and the strong sense of crisis, he used his skills to an unprecedented extent.

The expressions of Master Shenmu and others on the side also changed, and they were ready to step forward and start the "just" siege.

This Wang Yuyan's oppressive power is stronger than that of the monk Jiumozhi, which shows that this woman has really defeated Jiumozhi before, whose martial arts is not bad in the Central Plains.

But just as they took action, a sense of crisis that made their scalps numb locked onto them.

Taking a closer look, the young man on the roof's right hand, which was shining with fire, was facing them, and a small fire dragon could be vaguely seen lingering in his palm.

"This……"

They stopped their movements instantly and did not dare to act rashly.

Wang Yuyan made a floating palm, the wind in her palm was like a net, and her jade-white right hand turned into an incredible trajectory, instantly cutting into Xuanci's surging palm power.

Instantly breaking through Xuanci's defensive range, he hit Xuanci's chest with a palm.

Then Xuanci's face turned pale, and he flew backwards.

Defeated Shaolin Abbot Xuanci with one palm.

Xuanci rolled backwards for several weeks and hit the courtyard wall with a loud noise.

He stopped passively, spit out a mouthful of blood, and slowly stood up.

The whole body's true energy dissipated, and he raised his hands covered with dust. His palms were already wet with blood.
Staring at his scarred hands, he froze on the spot, not expecting that he would be defeated so quickly.

Is this the strength of the younger generation?He was a little discouraged for a moment.

His eyes continued to move upward, falling on the white-clothed woman standing in front of him, and on the soft, pearly hands.

This is not like the hands of a martial artist at all, but like the hands of a noble lady raised in the depths of a boudoir, but she can defeat him with one palm.

I don't know if it was because he failed in one move or was hit in the chest by a palm, but his face was very pale.

Looking at the woman and Lin Yao, who was watching eagerly on the roof, he was silent for a long time, not knowing what he was thinking.

After a long time, he sighed slightly.

"Thank you to the female donor for not killing me, Amitabha!"

After speaking, he coughed slightly and his face became paler.Without any hesitation, the figure that followed the sweeping monk disappeared from everyone's eyes.

Looking at the direction Xuan Ci was leaving, the people on Shenshan Mountain swallowed their saliva.They could see that Xuanci had been seriously injured and would soon die.

Maybe when he returned to the temple, he didn't have time to say a few last words, and he had to pass away on the spot.

At this moment, they felt, are today's young people so cruel in martial arts competitions? Attacking the enemy's vital points at the slightest disagreement is so disrespectful of martial ethics.

With just one move, the Shaolin abbot was beaten into a terrible mess. It seemed that even without Lin Yao's intimidation, the seven of them could not defeat the woman in front of them.

……

Outside Jiang Ning's official residence, Zheng Qiguang's eyes were as cold as ice as he looked at these noisy people in the world.

Having just led troops from the military camp, he already knew that Lin Yao really dared to come here alone as Fan Xiang expected, but he didn't know why Xuanci and the others didn't send a signal.

But everything is not important anymore. Once the military formation is completed, no matter how high these martial arts masters are, they will be shot into sieves by the thousands of arrows fired by the divine arm crossbows.

This time, he first cut off Lin Yao's sacrificial flag, and then destroyed the rebel army, achieving his unparalleled reputation as Zheng Qiguang in one fell swoop.

After thinking about this, he looked calmly as he watched the Beggar Clan and the masters from the martial arts walk in.

Just wait here quietly, waiting for these gangsters to consume Lin Yao's physical strength, and then catch the turtle in the urn.

"After all, he is a young man. He is arrogant even if he has some strength. He doesn't even understand why a rich man cannot sit down in court."

Just as he finished saying this, he saw several figures flying out of the mansion, falling to the ground and spitting out blood, and died tragically.

These people were the elders of the Beggar Clan who led the way in, and were beaten out shortly after.

Originally, the Jianghuai forces were uprooted by the rebels, and with Qiao Feng's departure, the reputation of the largest faction in the world was no longer guaranteed.

In order to revitalize the reputation of the Beggars Gang, they took advantage of the excuse to get involved.But he didn't expect that he would hit the iron wall and suffer heavy losses as soon as they met.

Zheng Qiguang's face instantly became extremely ugly, these losers.

boom! boom! boom!
At this time, the sound of hitting hard rocks resounded all around, and the people in the arena who were originally rushing in to grab the credit no longer made any noise.

They saw a white figure with extremely exquisite body skills and elegant palm skills, killing a famous master in the world with one blow.

At this time, Wang Yuyan seemed to notice Zheng Qiguang among the soldiers and looked at him expressionlessly.

Heroes from all corners of the country gathered around, surrounded by elite soldiers, as if they were facing a certain death situation.

Wang Yuyan was calm and calm, not afraid at all. He would always believe in that young man.

Zheng Qiguang waved his right hand, and the sword and shield soldiers in the front row obeyed the order and immediately raised their shields to protect him behind him.

The sound of armor clashing was endless, giving people a sense of peace before the storm.

"Where is Lin Yao?"

Zheng Qiguang was the first to break the silence and spoke.

"Are you looking for me?"

There was a calm voice. Everyone looked at it and their pupils shrank.

They saw Lin Yao suddenly appeared in front of them, standing on the highest point of the roof,

Lin Yao glanced at everyone in front of him and smiled lightly at Zheng Qiguang, who was obviously the leader.

"You deliberately revealed important information to me and set up a dragnet. Aren't you afraid of failure?"

Zheng Qiguang confirmed Lin Yao's figure and finally let go of the huge stone in his heart.

The two people present will undoubtedly die today.

At this moment, he felt that the advantage was on his side, and he was not in a hurry, and replied to Lin Yao's inquiry with calm eyes.

"I, Da Song, just want to reduce some losses. How can the light of fireflies compete with the bright moon? Even if you don't come, I can sweep past it in an upright manner."

(End of this chapter)