Chapter 126: Heaven's Storm

At this time, countless martial arts heroes have gathered on the peak of heaven. Not only the major sects of the Song Dynasty, but also some people without sects came to see this martial arts event!

Chu Yiyi just put her heart on him and said, "Xiao Yi knows. Murong is famous in the world, and Brother Yun should also be more guarded. It's just that Miss Wang really looks like Xiaoyi!" She and Wang Feiyu have also noticed each other. Seeing that they look exactly like themselves, they have a wonderful feeling in their hearts, and they can't wait to get together immediately to ask. It's just that the two women's favorite men are sharp and clear barriers. In this delicate situation, they can only sigh in their hearts.

Jin Shanming also said, "I will take care of Xiaoyi. It's just strange why the girl looks very similar to the master?" Yun Fengling nodded to her and said, "Oh, that's an old thing. Speaking of which, she is also Xiaoyi's cousin, but we don't know each other. I'll explain it to you in detail later!"

Jin Shanming was surprised to hear that he was still waiting to ask questions. Suddenly, he heard Yang Su shout, "It's ridiculous. Mr. Murong's family has been wronged, but he doesn't want revenge, and he has leisure to play chess. Murong's family is not as good as Er!" Seeing that a fight stopped like this, he was extremely unwilling to say irony that both sides had been offended.

When Lin Yunmen saw Yang Su's mouth and was silent for a long time, they finally began to shout loudly. Some of them shouted, "You wait for the Central Plains coward, enjoy your reputation..." After saying that, another person interrupted, "Farting, what's famous? With our master, the star immortal here, who can be more famous than his old man? ?" Other Lin Yunmen disciples echoed one after another for fear of falling behind.

Only stunned everyone. There were such shameless people in the world, but Yang Su shook the feather fan and enjoyed himself. Murong frowned and ignored Yang Su's provocation, but focused on the game with Su Xinghe. The strangest thing is that even the bag that has always been loved to lift the rod is just a movement of the muscles around the mouth, but after all, there is no sound. It turned out that Murong knew that he loved to contradict others. In this eventful time, Murong's family was really harmless to his Murong family, and deliberately told him to restrain his temper. Bao is not loyal to the Murong family. For the sake of the Murong family, he has endured his habits all the way, which is simply different from before.

When the people in Lin Yunmen saw that no one paid attention to them, they were slowly boring after shouting for a long time. It didn't take long for the soldiers to stop. The hearts of everyone in the field returned to the two people in the game.

No matter how good Murong's chess skill is, he can't break this precious chess game. After more than ten sons, every time I think about it, the more I frown more and more tightly. The four people behind me will be anxious. Faye Wong is proficient in martial arts moves in the world, but he doesn't have much research on Go, and he can't help. Suddenly, Yang Su said, "This chess game is originally used to play tricks on people, and no matter how smart you are, you can't crack it. Hey, Mr. Murong, you can't even get rid of the entanglement of the corners. Do you still want to chase the Central Plains? The words were light, but there seemed to be a shocking encouragement straight into Murong Tai's forehead.

Murong Tai's heart was shocked. For a moment, his feelings were mixed, and his eyes gradually blurred. He saw the black and white chess pieces on the chessboard turned into officers and soldiers in different suits. You surrounded me, and I surrounded you and couldn't help tearing them up. And he seemed to be trapped in it. The soldiers and horses led by the white chess and white armor were besieged by the enemy's black chess and black armor. They rushed left and right, but they could never rush out. I became more and more anxious. Another voice sounded in his mind, "Your Murong's destiny has been exhausted, and you have tried your best all your life. After all, you have spent your time and turned into a spring dream! Destiny is like this, what else do you want?" And there was another voice in my heart, "No, Dad often teaches me that manpower is better than heaven. Although Murong is at a disadvantage today, it is not a desperate situation." He is also a smart person. At this point, it is known that someone has been confused from the side and suddenly bit his tongue. With a sharp pain, his mind has regained consciousness, spit out a mouthful of blood, and he has drifted away.

He looked at Yang Su angrily and hugged Su Xinghe and said, "Sir, this game is so exquisite that it can't be broken in the late life." Yun Fengling was also surprised to see him under Yang Su's hypnotic drumming and finally pull back from the cliff. He couldn't help rejudging his perseverance.

Wang Feiyu saw that Murong was vomiting blood and injured, so he pulled his sleeve and said, "Cousin, are you all right?" Murong looked at Feiyu sideways and saw him staring at Wang Feiyu. He gently and skillfully swinged her hand and said, "I'm fine!"

This scene just fell into Yun Fengling's eyes, and he couldn't help but ask: What is his intention? Ah, yes, Murong Bo knew that Feiyu was the son of the southern king of Dali, and Murong Taiding also knew it. He also knew that Feiyu was very obsessed with Wang Fei's language, so he wanted to take advantage of it to trap Feiyu. At least he would not be an enemy for Xiao Feng. If he could take it for his own use, it would be more like the Murong family. No wonder at this moment, Murong Tai will come out with Wang Fei's words, and Murong Tai just valued Feiyu. I couldn't help sneering in my heart, but if this is true, with Feiyu's infatuation with Wang Feiyu, ten ** will fall into Murong's hub.

Su Xinghe's face was miserable, and his face was extremely disappointed. He muttered, "Oh, can't anyone solve this situation?" Yang Su sneered and said, "As I said before, this chess game was made by the old thief to tease people. Fortunately, you still drilled hard into it. Su Xinghe, you destroyed your oath, so you can't blame me. Let's break the grudge between you and me!"

"Yang Lao, you..." Gu Han Bayou knew that Su Xinghe's martial arts skills were not as good as Yang Su. He was very anxious and protected Su Xinghe, but he couldn't help looking at Yun Fengling and pleading.

Yun Fengling knew that it would be impossible if he didn't come forward at this time. He raised his voice and said, "Yang Laowei, although you and I are not of the same clan, I can't ignore it if you bullied your teacher and destroy your ancestors. Since you met it today, you can ask for more blessings!" This was his deliberate anger of Yang Su's words. He also knew that even though his martial arts were stronger than Yang Su, it was not easy to deal with him, not to mention that there was a Murong Tai next to him.

Gu Han's eight friends were overjoyed, especially Xue Muhua. He knew that Yun Fengling's martial arts skills were much higher than Su Xinghe, and it was not difficult to deal with Yang Su. Suddenly, a voice came into his ear and said, "Ready to detoxify pills at any time to prevent Yang Su from poisoning people!" During the period, it was known that Yun Fengling used the secret work of transmission to him, and he greatly admired him.

Yang Su snorted coldly: "Arrogant! Su Xinghe, do you think you can deal with me because of this yellow-haired child? That's really ridiculous. The people of Lin Yunmen next to him began to advocate again.

Yun Fengling said, "It's not funny. You will know after trying." Su Xinghe also said, "Yang Su, Brother Liu is a closed disciple of Uncle Li. He has mastered all his martial arts, and he wants to clean up your scum." What he said seemed to be to Yang Su, but in fact, he told the people nearby that this was just a matter within their dispatch, and others not to interfere.

Before the war began, the praise of Yang Su's disciples has risen one after another. He smiled, shook his fan gently, and said, "Then I'll teach you!" Xue Muhua shouted, "Uncle, be careful, it's poisonous!" Yun Fengling has been on alert for a long time. The true qi in his body started to run, and the invisible poison powder thrown out of Yang Su's feather fan was two feet away from his body. He can't guarantee that the Yijinjing Zhenqi can 100% remove Yang Su's poison, which can be solved, but it will take a moment or three minutes, which is no different from direct poisoning and death at this moment.

Yun Fengling shouted, "Mr. Yang, do you only attack and cheat like this?" Through the distance, he punched straight over. But it was silent and didn't hear a sound. It is strange for everyone. In terms of Yun Fengling's rumored skills in the world, his fists will not be so weak. Yang Su was also surprised and said to himself: Is this little thief just a false appearance?

All this just flashed in everyone's minds. Suddenly, Yang Su felt that it was difficult to breathe, and there was no wind under her chin. She was shocked. Her feet floated back, her right hand crossed her chest to protect the acupuncture point in front of her, and waved her left sleeve. Hearing a bang, Yang Su's big sleeves were broken and turned into thousands of butterflies, and her left arm was even more sore and numb. There were several forces coming one after another. It was strange and abnormal. She hurriedly eliminated those vigors, and she no longer dared to underestimate the clouds and wind in her heart.