Chapter 517 The domineering King Miao


    The masked killers who were supposed to launch the crossbow felt a surge of pressure in an instant, as if they were physical, which made their knees sank, and the arrows in their hands suddenly did not dare to shoot out.


    There was only King Miao, but everyone seemed to see thousands of troops behind King Miao.


    Several killers were unable to even have their crossbows.


    And some people who were not afraid of death dared to look at King Miao.


    With just one look, I knelt down!


    If they were compared to a front army that charged into battle, then their morale had been torn apart by the Miao King at this time.


    The man looked up at King Miao for a moment, and shock and panic flashed in his eyes hidden under the hat, complexity and ambition, and finally all turned into peace.


    He said coldly: "Shoot the arrow!"


    No one dares to pull the crossbow.


    When the man ordered the arrow to be fired for the third time, a killer finally came to an end.


    He shot an arrow at King Miao.


    King Miao flew down, caught the arrow shot at him, turned his backhand, and as soon as he landed, he inserted the arrow into the killer''s head.


    The valley suddenly became silent.


    Click!


    Click, click, click…


    Behind King Miao, wherever he passed by, the bows and crossbows broke.


    No one saw how he took action, and he didn''t know why the crossbow cast by Tiemu was so vulnerable.


    The masked killers who lost the crossbow almost subconsciously took a step back, and they were sweating profusely!


    And those who have not lost their crossbows are not much better than them.


    Who dares to shoot the first arrow?


    Is it okay if you stand next to him?


    Meng Qianqian''s eyes were shiny: "What''s the name of this move? It''s so amazing!"


    Lu Yuan raised his eyebrows: "The old man has some skills."


    King Miao stood in front of the two juniors and built a wall of iron for the two of them with his wide bodies: "I will say three times, and those who surrender will not be killed!"


    "one."


    He took a step forward, looking at the man in the lead with a torch, his eyes full of warning and murderous aura.


    Wow—


    A killer threw away the crossbow in his hand.


    With the first one, the next thing will be easier.


    More and more killers are throwing away their crossbows.


    "two-"


    King Miao walked towards the man.


    The distance between the two is getting closer.


    Just as King Miao was about to shout out three times, the man suddenly raised his hand and began to exercise his skills.


    Meng Qianqian only saw clearly that he was wearing gloves on his hands, as if cast from iron armor, and was blazing a cold air.


    “Ice Palm.”


    Lu Yuan said.


    During his time in Wushan, he read a lot of Liu Muyan''s collection of books, including records about Han Bing Palm.


    This is an extremely domineering martial art that can destroy human internal organs with cold internal forces.


    Unless a martial artist practices the Supreme Yang magic skill, no matter how deep his skills are, he will be injured by the palm power of Han Bing Palm.


    After hearing Lu Yuan’s explanation, Meng Qianqian suddenly realized: “No wonder my mother was injured. Is my grandfather practicing the Zhiyang technique?”


    Lu Yuan said: "No."


    Meng Qianqian''s face changed slightly: "Isn''t grandpa dangerous?"


    The man used all his strength in his palm, and a layer of frost condensed from his gloves.


    King Miao put his hands behind his back, and turned around and left like an old man walking around.


    "King Miao, dare you take my palm?"


    After the man said coldly, he jumped and slapped King Miao with his palm!


    Meng Qianqian exclaimed: "Extra-"


    King Miao kicked the man in the chest with a round kick, kicking the man away without any mercy.


    "If you ask me to pick me up, then pick me up. Who do you think you?"


    The man fell to the ground in a mess, his ribs broke and he spat out a mouthful of blood on the spot.


    Meng Qianqian said unawarely: "...It''s a good way to play."


    King Miao scratched his ears and said to Meng Qianqian: "Girl, go ahead!"


    Meng Qianqian''s expression was solemn: "Yes!"


    Her palm sanks down and she puts on silver wire gloves.


    Lu Yuan frowned and looked at King Miao: "Old man."


    King Miao waved his hand and found a rock to sit down: "Don''t worry, he has already blocked 30% of his internal strength."


    Lu Yuan''s face darkened: "Only 30% of it? Do you want to kill her?"


    "Yo, I see it."


    Although King Miao only used one kick to deal with that man, the opponent''s strength was very strong.


    King Miao said: "It''s okay, you can run if you can''t beat it."


    Boom!


    Meng Qianqian avoided the opponent''s palm force, and the big tree beside her was chopped, and the roots were bombarded out.


    King Miao held a dogtail grass and crossed his legs and said, "Girl, you have taught you the ultimate trick. Whether you can win depends on yourself."


    Meng Qianqian took the other party''s palm with a heavy mace: "What trick? Do you use your feet?"


    King Miao: "Use your hands."


    Meng Qianqian: “…”


    King Miao suddenly said, "Check him a palm!"


    The man''s ice palm was pressed in front of him and could not dodge him anymore. The lower plate was also guarded by the other party.


    In the flash of lightning, she took the other party''s palm.


    An incredible thing happened. The man suddenly took more than ten steps back, held his right hand, and groaned in pain.


    Meng Qianqian blinked: "What''s the situation?"


    King Miao said: "The thing in your hand is the nemesis of the Ice Palm."


    Lu Yuan''s mouth twitched: "...Don''t you say it earlier?"


    King Miao: "It''s just that I remembered."


    The man glanced at the few people coldly, shot out a wave of hidden weapons, and rushed into the thick fog.


    King Miao said to the mask killer around him: "What are you doing while standing there? Why don''t you chase me quickly?"


    Everyone looked at each other.


    Lu Yuan said lightly: "It is useless to keep the unobedient prisoner, so it is better to kill him."


    A masked killer stepped forward and ordered: "Search the mountains!"


    After the group left, Meng Qianqian asked King Miao, "Grandpa, can they find it?"


    "I can''t find it." King Miao said without hesitation, "Just find an excuse to send them away."


    If the brat asks him, he might not bother to tell, but his patience is endless to kiss his granddaughter-in-law.


    "I came alone. If they took advantage of our relaxation of vigilance, things would become a little tricky."


    He said as he squatted down and took off the mask of the killer who had been pierced through his head.


    Then he tore open the other party''s clothes and found a flaming tattoo on his chest, "It seems that he is right, they are not from Miaojiang."


    Meng Qianqian took a breath: "It''s not from Miaojiang... Fortunately, I left."


    She looked at King Miao with admiration, "Grandpa is so awesome!"


    King Miao likes to listen to the truth!


    He raised his chest proudly: "If it is not so powerful, Xian''er can''t fall in love with me!"


    Lu Yuan said, "You must be pestering me."


    King Miao put his hips on his hips: "Boy, can you be without me being pestered back then?"


    Meng Qianqian pinched her grandparents and grandsons when she met and whispered: "Grandpa, my mother is still in the mountains, let''s go find her."


    Miao Wang Feng said lightly: "Oh, I met her halfway. There was a boy from the Seven Heroes Sect next to her and started working with his master."


    Meng Qianqian was puzzled: "Seven Heroes?"


    Lu Yuan said: "Silent wind."


    "Do you even know this?" Meng Qianqian was surprised, then thought of something and said, "Yes, I forgot what you used to do."


    How could the commander of the Jinyiwei, who was in charge of intelligence and assassination, not find out the details of the escorts of the Prince’s Mansion?


    Meng Qianqian said again: "Grandpa, you just said Jifeng had met his master."


    King Miao sighed, "Yes, that kid was beaten so miserably by his master." Lu Yuan said, "Why don''t you go and save people quickly?"


    King Miao touched his chin: "I only said that he was beaten up very badly, but I didn''t say that he would definitely lose."


    -


    Ji Feng and Yi Xia flew over hundreds of moves and got at least ninety-nine moves.


    Yi Xiafei looked at Ji Feng, who was once again standing up with his sword after being knocked down by himself, and his eyes moved and said, "Stop, I teach you every move, you are not my opponent."


    Jifeng trembled and stabilized his body, and pointed his sword: "Please take action by master."


    Yi Xiafei gritted his teeth: "It''s stubborn!"


    He picked Ji Feng''s weapon away with one sword, and Ji Feng staggered to the ground.


    Yi Xiafei looked at him from a high place: "Look at you, you have no sword, how can you fight me?"


    Ji Feng''s eyes were covered in blood.


    His vision had already blurred, but his eyes were always full of perseverance.


    Yi Xiafei stepped on his wrist: "Is it still unwilling to listen to his master? Is it worth it to work hard for Emperor Liang?"


    "…worth."


    Ji Feng spoke weakly, suddenly raised his other hand, grabbed Yi Xiafei''s ankle, twisted it backwards, and broke the muscles and bones, knocking Yi Xiafei to the ground.


    Then he rushed up like a lion and punched Yi Xiafei to the death point.


    He understood that he was not his master''s opponent and was beaten hundreds of times before just for the last blow.


    He punched and continued to attack Yi Xiafei''s big acupoint.


    When Yi Xiafei finally lost his power of resistance, he picked up the long sword on the ground and pointed it at Yi Xiafei''s heart.


    A moment later, he put away his sword: "Master teaches me a fight. Today, I won''t kill you."


    He dragged his tired body to Liu Qingyun, knelt on one knee, and raised his sword over his head with both hands: "I let the assassin go, please ask my wife to deal with it."


    "Please deal with it by my wife!"


    "Please..."


    Liu Qingyun fell asleep.


    -


    After nightfall, the entire mountain was covered with thick fog.


    Jifeng recovered some strength and asked the white horse to carry Liu Qingyun to find Meng Qianqian.


    “Where to escape?”


    A monkey-like figure sneaked into Jifeng from behind.


    Jifeng held his wrist sideways and said, "Cui Hu, it''s me."


    Cui Hu looked closely and was startled: "Jifeng? Why did you do this? Huh? Is this the lady? Is it okay, isn''t it?"


    Jifeng knew that his image was a little embarrassed, but he didn''t want to mention the battle with his master to the death: "Mrs. suffered internal injuries and fell asleep."


    Cui Hu explored Liu Qingyun''s breath: "I''m still angry."


    Ji Feng: “…”


    "Did you see the young lady?"


    Cui Hu asked.


    Ji Feng asked strangely, "Young Madam?"


    Cui Hu looked proud: "Yes, young lady, it''s Miss Yan from Qianji Pavilion! Let me tell you that from now on, I will only recognize her as young lady, and no one can do it!"


    Ji Feng said, "I''m looking for her too."


    Cui Hu said excitedly: "Do you also admit that she is our young lady?"


    Jifeng opened his mouth, not wanting to argue with him a title: "It''s important to find someone."


    “Who is there?”


    A familiar voice came from the thick fog in front of him.


    Cui Hu''s eyes lit up, and he was even more excited than seeing his wife: "Young lady! It''s us! Me! Cui Hu! Hu Zi!"


    The thick fog is too heavy, and you can see it clearly when you reach the front.


    "Cui Hu, Ji Feng."


    "Miss Yan."


    Ji Feng bowed his hand.


    Cui Hu touched him with his shoulder: "Didn''t you call him Young Madam just now?"


    Meng Qianqian walked towards the white horse, touched its head, and began to take Liu Qingyun''s pulse.


    At the same time, Cui Hu and Jifeng also met Lu Yuan and Miao King following Meng Qianqian.


    “Young Master!”


    "Young Master."


    The two saluted Lu Yuan.


    Jifeng looked at King Miao vigilantly.


    "Stop looking, it''s me."


    King Miao admitted generously, "You fight with your master, I passed by, but I didn''t expect you to find out, you have good qualifications."


    Lu Yuan said to the two, "My grandfather."


    King Miao said: "My surname is Liu, just call me Master Liu."


    Cui Hu clasped his fists: "Master Liu!"


    Suspicion flashed in Jifeng''s eyes, but he didn''t say much.


    King Miao didn’t care whether Ji Fenghuai doubted his origin.


    Anyway, if he doesn''t admit it, he is not King Miao.


    He walked to Meng Qianqian and asked in a low voice: "Grandmaster, how are your mother?"


    Meng Qianqian frowned: "My mother was hit by the ice palm. My injury is useless to me. My injury is even worse. I need to give an injection to my mother."


    King Miao smiled and concentrated his energy, and was alert to the movements around him: "Find a place to avoid it first."


    Everyone found a cave.


    Cui Hu and Jifeng guarded the entrance of the cave.


    Lu Yuan walked out and said to Ji Feng, "Get in."


    Ji Feng said, "Young Master, I can guard it."


    "If you let you go in, why do you do so much nonsense?"


    Cui Hu pushed the person into the cave and turned to Lu Yuan and said, "Young Master, I''m enough to guard by myself. You can go in and rest for a while."


    Lu Yuan glanced at him.


    Cui Hu: "It''s okay to stay and accompany your subordinates."


    Meng Qianqian applied needles to Liu Qingyun, guiding the cold air out of the internal organs, into the tendons and veins, and then the Miao King used his skills to force the cold air out of his body.


    The cold air is so cold that it can be peeled off, and you cannot ask for speed.


    This treatment lasts a day and a night.


    Jifeng''s injuries have almost recovered.


    He walked out of the cave and whispered to Lu Yuan: "Young Master, let Cui Hu **** you out of the mountain."


    "Mrs.


    Cui Hu asked.


    "Not yet." Ji Feng said, "But after dawn, the Qilin will be awarded the title ceremony. If the young master does not show up, there will be variables."


    Cui Hu slapped his head and said, "Oh! I forgot such an important thing! I understand... I understand everything! They brought us here just to trap the young master with the heavy fog and prevent him from being crowned!"


    Ji Feng said: "Please go back to your house and be granted a title!"


    Cui Hu also said, "Young Master, go back to the house! Now you are rushing over, and you think it''s coming... and..."


    Mom, it’s dawn…it’s dawn!


    When will it be bright?


    It was obviously still black just now!


    Lu Yuan looked at Ji Feng calmly: "Let me ask you, if those masked people come back, can you stop them?"


    Jifeng knelt on one knee: "Jifeng will fight to the death!"


    Lu Yuan said lightly: "They spent so much effort to trap me here. Wouldn''t it be too boring if they just went back like this? Right, old man?"


    King Miao said without changing his face: "Look at what I do? I don''t know! I didn''t make any arrangements!"


    "Mom is awake!"


    Meng Qianqian let out a long sigh, "It''s finally done!"


    Lu Yuan''s expression relaxed.


    Meng Qianqian bent her lips and refused to admit it. In fact, she was just worried about her own mother: "Your Highness Changsun, you can set off."


    Lu Yuan said coldly: "Go back to the city and be granted!"


    Dudu: Run faster! Run faster!


    Baima:...You sixth.


    4000 words of the big chapter, the last day of the end of the month, the tickets are cleared~