Nightwatcher

Xu Qi'an's eyes left Cao Qingyang, and first looked at Yang Cuixue, Fu Jingmen and others not far behind him, and of course the charming beauty Xiao Yuenu.

He passed by the people of the Martial Arts League, and then looked at the lotus priests of Dizong, and King Huai's spies wrapped in black robes and masks.

The spies wore masks, unable to see their expressions, but their eyes burned with naked hatred.

It was this Xu Qi'an who made such a big commotion in the capital that His Majesty had to issue an imperial edict to ruin Duke Huai's reputation after his death.

That mysterious master in Chuzhou fought one against five, and he was so powerful that King Huai died in his hands. The spies hated each other, but they didn't complain. The law of the jungle is what it is.

But Xu Qi'an's behavior made them extremely angry and disgusted, a mere ant, when Duke Huai was alive, he could stab him to death with a single finger. Didn't he rely on King Huai to die, jumping up and down like a clown, stepping on King Huai to make a name for himself.

It's really hateful and annoying.

As for the lotus priests, they were even more naked. Some laughed, some sneered, and some showed provocative expressions when they looked at Xu Qi'an.

"A bunch of jumping clowns, nothing to worry about!"

Xu Qi'an shook his head and looked away.

King Huai's spies and Taoist priests frowned.

"Mr. Cao, the lotus seeds are about to mature, and they can't stand strong winds and waves, so there is no formation here." Xu Qi'an looked at Cao Qingyang again, and said in a deep voice:

"You don't want to ruin the lotus seeds either."

Cao Qingyang nodded nonchalantly: "What I want is lotus root, lotus seeds are just for extras. If you have them, it's naturally the best. If you don't, it's fine. Tell me, how does Xu Yinluo want to make a move?"

Xu Qi'an took off the black gold long knife on his back and threw it aside casually. With a "click", the knife and its sheath fell to the edge of the pool.

He looked at Cao Qingyang and raised his chin: "We don't use energy, we don't use weapons, let's compare physical skills!"

clever!

Xiao Yuenu in the distance nodded slightly, in this way, it was tantamount to pulling leader Cao to a level similar to him.

Without the use of energy, the power of a third-rank martial artist cannot be displayed; without weapons, and leader Cao is good at swordsmanship and sword intent, and the strongest attack and killing technique is ruled out.

In the end, with Leader Cao's appreciation for Xu Yinluo, he will definitely give this face.

People in the rivers and lakes are like this, and they value face more than anything else.

"Okay, it's like physical skills! When the lotus seed is mature, if I haven't defeated you, I won't touch it."

Sure enough, Cao Qingyang nodded in agreement.

The "spectators" outside the arena were taken aback. Chairman Cao gave Xu Qi'an enough face, and promised in front of everyone that there would be no breach of contract.

That is to say, as long as Xu Yinluo can survive the lotus seeds to mature and still not lose, President Cao will not fight for the lotus seeds.

The Tiandihui disciples prayed secretly, hoping that Xu Yinluo could last a little longer.

Master Uncle Jinlian invited Mr. Xu to help him, it was a wonderful move, Qiu Chanyi was overjoyed, the leader of the Cao alliance broke the irrelevance in one breath, and his momentum was like a broken bamboo.

Whether it was Chu Yuanzhen or Li Miaozhen, he had never backed down. But facing Mr. Xu, he was willing to make such a big concession.

It is rare in the world for a young hero with such a high reputation as Mr. Xu.

She became more and more admiring and obsessed with Mr. Xu.

This, this Cao Qingyang can make such a huge concession? Daoist Bailian was stunned, she realized that she still underestimated Xu Qi'an's reputation.

"Even if it's a competition of physical skills, it's impossible for the leader to lose. It depends on how long Xu Yinluo can last." Fu Jingmen said.

"Xu Yinluo seems to be good at swordsmanship." Yang Cuixue analyzed.

Xiao Yuenu listened to the discussion between the two, and said in a soft voice:

"Cao Meng is unparalleled in spirit, but Xu Yinluo is also invincible in King Kong, and both of them are good at swordsmanship, not physical skills. From this point of view, there is a battle between dragons and tigers."

At this time, Tianshu, the spy not far away, interjected with a sneer: "Enter the dragon? If I told you, Xu Qi'an is only a sixth-rank martial artist."

His words caused an uproar and discussions.

The heroes who watched the battle thought about it, and suddenly realized that they really had no idea about Xu Yinluo's grade.

First of all, the silver gong used to beat Gengren has both the eighth-grade god-refining state and the fifth-grade energy, and it is not divided according to the grade itself. Secondly, in Xu Yinluo's early deeds, Yunzhou defended against thousands of rebels alone, and Buddhists fought against each other.

The only criterion they could judge was that Xu Yinluo beheaded the young master with a mysterious background last night, and the other party was not a weak person, and had two fourth-rank peaks as guards.

Therefore, in the hearts of everyone, even if Xu Yinluo is not a fourth-rank, he is still a fifth-rank Huajin.

"Is Xu Yinluo only at the sixth rank? If it is at the sixth rank, how do you kill that young master?"

"How did the sixth grade break into the palace and rob the two princes? Listen to his nonsense."

"But this group of people seems to be the power of the imperial court, and they must know Xu Yinluo well."

"What are you talking about, when the two of you fight, you'll know at a glance."

Cao Qingyang looked at Xu Qi'an: "You are only at the sixth rank? I'm a little surprised."

According to the collected information, Xu Qi'an's latest achievement is an outstanding disciple who beat both heaven and man. Although he used Confucian magic books, the evaluation of outsiders is that he also has the fifth rank, and the gap is not big.

In the end, he turned out to be a sixth-rank martial artist.

Xu Qi'an didn't respond, and smiled faintly: "I also ask League Leader Cao to give me some pointers."

After the words fell, he suddenly flew up, and with the muffled "bang" under his feet, he slammed his knees fiercely to face the attack.

During the process, a little golden lacquer lit up between the eyebrows, and quickly spread throughout the body.

Cao Qingyang stepped forward and took the initiative to meet him. With his left hand, he blocked Xu Qi'an's knee bump, and with his right hand turned, he pressed his palm against his chest.

when!

Like a gigantic bell striking, Xu Qi'an flew back backwards, rolled to relieve himself, and stabilized his figure.

"It's really not the fifth grade." Fu Jingmen was taken aback.

There was an uproar all of a sudden, and the heroes whispered to each other. Through the brief confrontation just now, with vicious eyes, they immediately saw Xu Qi'an's level.

The faces of the Tiandihui disciples sank, and their hearts also sank.

Although they practice the Daoist system, they still know the Wufu system very well. After all, the Wufu system is not as mysterious as other systems, because there are too many people who take this path.

The fifth-rank Huajin is the pinnacle of martial arts. Before the fifth-rank, although the melee attack of a warrior is powerful, it will not make other high-rank powerhouses intimidated.

The fighters after the fifth rank are the reason why the high ranks of other systems are afraid.

Huajin warriors perfectly control the physical strength, can ignore inertia, ignore imbalance, etc. Once they are close to them, they will face a violent storm until the winner is determined, or they can use special means to pull the distance.

Xu Yinluo hadn't reached the fifth rank, so this battle was useless, and delaying time was even more wishful thinking.

After Xu Qi'an stood firm, an image automatically appeared in his mind: Cao Qingyang appeared beside him, slashing the back of his neck with a knife.

Before he had time to think, according to the martial artist's instinct, he squatted down and rolled forward.

The moment he finished this set of movements, Cao Qingyang appeared beside him, waving a knife in his hand.

The knife in his hand naturally missed, Cao Qingyang's eyes flashed with surprise, his figure disappeared again, fell from the sky, and punched him down.

But before he could make a move, Xu Qi'an suddenly staggered, like a drunk person who didn't stand still, and slid two steps to the left, avoiding the attack perfectly.

"Get used to the rhythm first. His attack is too fast. I can't keep up. I mainly dodge and wait for an opportunity to counterattack."

Xu Qi'an, relying on his sensitivity different from ordinary people, caught the scene of Cao Qingyang's attack and evaded it in a hurry.

In the eyes of everyone outside the court, the two seemed to have played a game of cat and mouse.

Finally, after Xu Qi'an leaned back to avoid Cao Qingyang's kick, he seized the opportunity to counterattack, using his right foot as the axis, and spun violently to get behind Cao Qingyang.

The next moment, a torrential rain of attacks rained down. Dozens of punches, knee strikes, and elbow strikes were thrown out in an instant, and Cao Qingyang's steel body made a loud noise.

This Xiao Yuenu's beautiful eyes were a little dull, she suspected that President Cao was letting Xu Yinluo lose face.

"It's weird. He seems to be able to catch leader Cao's actions in advance and make effective predictions." Fu Jingmen slowly clenched his fists with both hands, eager to try, and said:

"I can't bear to see it."

How did he do it? Yang Cuixue frowned, Xu Yinluo's ability has surpassed a warrior's intuition for danger, as if he possessed the ability to predict the future.

"Hey, isn't he not at the fifth rank? Why is he beating Master Cao instead?"

"Leader Cao is not serious, maybe he wants to give Xu Yinluo face and give him a higher level."

There was a lot of discussion among the heroes.

This reason is acceptable to everyone. The most important thing in mixing rivers and lakes is to give others face.

How can you mess around if you don't give people face? What's more, the other party is Xu Yinluo, who is so righteous.

"Mr. Cao, time is precious. How long are you going to be entangled with Xu?" The woman spied on Tianshu and said coldly, "Remind Mr. Cao, this son is very evil, don't capsize in the gutter."

Cao Qingyang could feel the fierceness of the opponent's attack, and he could feel the pain clearly. Although it was only pain, it was really rare for a sixth-rank martial artist to have this kind of strength.

He turned around and kicked Xu Qi'an out, but he was still detected in advance, and the other party even used his kick to distance himself.

"You seem to be able to predict my attack in advance? What is this way?" Cao Qingyang frowned and asked curiously.

"Unique secret technique." Xu Qi'an said.

"Then I'll take it as an intuitive instinct in the realm of refining gods."

Cao Qingyang stretched his neck and said calmly: "Did you know that a warrior's instinct has a fatal weakness, and that is"

Xu Qian's pupils shrank suddenly, he squatted down again, and rolled forward.

boom!

Cao Qingyang appeared in front of him and kicked him away. This kick was very solid, and he kicked like a cannonball, smashing the rockery, cracking the ground paved with bluestone, and sinking deeply into the wall.

Looking at the embarrassed young man, Cao Qingyang smiled and said, "As long as the speed of your attack is faster than its warning of danger, you will not be able to respond effectively."

I understand, to put it bluntly, the CPU is overloaded Xu Qi'an pulled himself out of the wall, grinned and said: "The warm-up is over."

This time, he took the initiative to pounce on him, but was reversed by Cao Qingyang's move, and his fists hit his face like a rainstorm.

boom! boom! boom!

One after another, brittle explosions exploded in Xu Qi'an's ears, each punch became heavier and faster, and the punches kept coming into his eyes and hitting his face.

The golden body that was smashed shook, and the ground was cracked.

When he punches, his strength goes in a straight line, and the arm muscles exert force in one direction

Why can't I be like him, why my strength is scattered in the process of punching

The "concentration" of heaven and earth is only a moment, and I only learned it for a moment, and it is impossible to maintain this state for a long time

While Xu Qi'an was being beaten, he observed the changes in the opponent's aura. He found that every punch of Cao Qingyang had the same strength, like a perfect copy.

Warriors below the fifth rank, as well as ordinary people, cannot guarantee that the strength of each punch is exactly the same.

He collapsed all the energy and blood, twisted it into a strand, and then kicked Cao Qingyang's lower abdomen, kicking him away.

This kick twisted all the strength into one, and it has reached the level of the fifth rank.

Huajin? No, not yet, he was only one step away from Hua Jin. Cao Qingyang suddenly realized, retreated a certain distance, and after losing his strength, he culled him again, not giving Xu Qi'an a chance to breathe.

In the eyes of everyone, this was a one-sided beating. Cao Meng's main body skills were unparalleled, and his attacks were ferocious. Xu Yinluo jumped or rolled, and kept dodging.

Occasionally a counterattack broke out, but after a move or two, it was countered, and then another round of unilateral beatings followed.

when!

Cao Qingyang opened Xu Qi'an's crossed arms with one punch, and pressed his palms against Jin Cancan's chest. With a sudden force, Xu Yinluo flew upside down uncontrollably, but Cao Qingyang grabbed his ankle and pulled him back forcefully.

Another set of ferocious physical attacks.

His fists kept hitting his chest, lower abdomen, and face. Xu Qi'an couldn't stand still, and he staggered back from the beating, powerless to parry.

"I have to say that the Vajra Divine Art of Buddhism is the world's first-class body-protecting magical art."

"I think it's the magical skill of the turtle shell. The ability to be beaten is so poor that I feel ashamed."

"Tsk tsk, even the poor Taoist feels pain in his hand for Chairman Cao, it hurts too much."

"Xu Yinluo, hold on for another stick of incense, maybe you will be able to reach the martial arts list with the magical power of the turtle shell."

"Haha, senior brother, isn't the martial arts list only for masters of the rivers and lakes? Xu Yinluo is an official of the imperial court. Oh, I forgot, he is no longer Yinluo."

These cynicisms, of course, came from the mouths of the lotus priests of Dizong and disciples of Dizong.

The demons of Dizong vent their inner darkness and malice all the time.

Tianji and Tianshu looked at each other, years of tacit understanding made them understand each other's meaning.

Once Cao Qingyang broke Xu Qi'an's Vajra Magic, they took the opportunity to reap the life of this little thief.

Li Miaozhen wanted to make a move several times, but was stopped by Chu Yuanzhen.

"Don't be impulsive, his life will not be in danger, but if you intervene in the fight, the gambling fight between Cao Qingyang and Xu Qi'an will no longer exist, and the scene will get out of control." Chu Yuanzhen warned in a deep voice.

Master Hengyuan clasped his hands together and sighed endlessly.

Such a terrible opponent makes people feel hopeless. He has tried his best, and he hopes that Xu Yinluo will do his best.

Lina's right hand was drooping, and the skin surface was wrapped with strips of white filaments like silk, which were healing the injury.

She gritted her silver teeth and said angrily: "If my father is here, I'll blow his dog's head off with one fist."

Li Miaozhen mocked angrily: "Your father?"

Chu Yuanzhen coughed and reminded: "The leader of the Power Gu Department was a third rank twenty years ago."

Li Miaozhen: "Oh, that's all right."

when!

The deafening noise interrupted their conversation, and when they looked intently, Cao Qingyang punched Xu Qi'an on his knees, and two deep pits were sunk in the ground.

"I'll throw five punches, you should feel it carefully. After five punches, your golden body will be broken." After Cao Qingyang finished speaking, the second punch came down and hit him on the top of the head.

when!

The Vajra Divine Art seemed to be unable to defend against such a terrible attack, and it was a bit dim.

when!

In the third punch, the golden lacquer dimmed again. Xu Qi'an could no longer be intact and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Qiu Chanyi cried "wow", covering her mouth with her hand, tears rolled down.

The eyes of the other disciples were also red, and they only felt that Xu Yinluo had done his best, and even if they admit defeat now, they would not have any complaints.

when!

For the fourth punch, the gold paint is mottled, like a Buddha statue in disrepair, which is a harbinger of the broken Vajra magic.

Xu Qi'an's seven orifices were bleeding, his vision was blurred, the fist force kept reverberating and vibrating in his body, destroying his muscles, bones and internal organs.

This vibration is like a fuse, igniting one cell after another, causing them to vibrate together and resonate.

He knows.

He knew the profound meaning of Wupin Huajin.

Cao Qingyang used this brutal and cruel method to instill in him the profound meaning of Wupin Huajin.

Cao Qingyang clenched his fists, opened his posture, and made the fifth punch, ready to strike.

Li Miaozhen and Chu Yuanzhen shot at the same time, followed by Lina and Hengyuan. On the other hand, Taoist Bailian could no longer stand by and watch.

Anyone can see that Xu Yinluo's punch is more dangerous than good.

"Leader, show mercy." Xiao Yuenu exclaimed.

"Leader, please be merciful, don't hurt Xu Yinluo's life." Yang Cuixue shouted.

Tianji and Tianshu slashed out their blades at the same time, and slashed at Chu Yuanzhen and the others, making it clear that they wanted to stop them.

The lotus priests grinned ferociously.

In Xu Qi'an's pupils, a fist was reflected, and it was getting bigger and bigger. The air waves it smashed messed up the bangs on his forehead, and the warrior's intuition sent him a dangerous signal.

His face was a little dull, his expression was stiff, and he seemed to have not recovered from the dizziness, but his fists were clenched instinctively, and some sleeping cells in his body woke up at this moment.

Some cells that could not be controlled and used in the past have become extremely active at this moment.

The strength of the whole body is twisted into one, and all the cells are exerting force in one direction.

With all his strength, he punched Cao Qingyang's fist.

PS: I have something to delay today, so I will continue to code the next chapter.