[Comprehensive martial arts] Hundreds of no taboos

The amount of zhenqi stored in each person's body is different, in my opinion, Qiu Chuji's zhenqi is just one mouthful, and it is enough to use enough zhenqi to roar down, but it is only enough for one voice.

If you want to say the second word, you probably have to take a break for a cup of tea.

I pressed Qiu Chuji's back, motioned for him to speak, and gave the basic conditions: "Tell them that he is in our hands, let them hand over the Nine Yin Scriptures, and King Zhao Wanyan Honglie, and take another 5000 taels of silver."

Qiu Chuji listened carefully at first, and kept nodding. When he heard 5000 taels, he couldn't help being stunned, "5000 taels?"

He was unprepared and I pressed him to infuse my true energy, and his voice exploded from the top of the pagoda.

I felt my ears hurt, so I couldn't help giving him a brainstorm, "As I said, 5000 taels of silver is our errand fee, and then tell them that if you bring the fake Nine Yin Scriptures, you will wait to give it to the old man." The emperor collected the corpse, and Wanyan Honglie, this man has a vicious heart and killed so many righteous men, let's beat them to death together this time."

A blush appeared on Qiu Chuji's face, but he held back when he wanted to speak, and looked at me with bright eyes.

I thought about it, and found that there was nothing to add, so I motioned for Qiu Chuji to speak.

Qiu Chuji sorted out his words, and started chattering to the audience.

While chattering, he covered his ears.

I stretched out my other hand and pressed it on the back of his head, protecting his ears with zhenqi, otherwise he might go deaf.

Don't fail to die for the country in the end, but become deaf for the country.

Qiu Chuji's chattering voice could be heard in about half of the Jin Kingdom, and it made my ears hurt even more.

The Jin Emperor Wanyan Jing who was the second closest to him couldn't help but tightly covered his ears.

He might be really deaf.

The golden man at the bottom obviously heard Qiu Chuji's shouting, and after a while, an old prince from the bottom stood up and ordered the people to shout to the top with all their might.

Qiu Chuji couldn't hear it, he was still chattering.

I heard it, I patted Qiu Chuji, and let him hear it too.

Qiu Chuji had probably never had such an experience, first he looked at me in shock, and then he concentrated on listening to the shouting below.

I temporarily withdrew my hand and asked him, "What are they chattering about?"

Qiu Chuji quickly said: "The one below is Wanyan Yongji, King Lu of the Kingdom of Jin. He is Wanyan Jing's uncle. He said that the Nine Yin Scriptures can be given to us, let alone 5000 taels of gold, or even ten thousand taels of gold. We let the emperor go, but King Zhao cannot be handed over to us."

This is expected. Wanyan Jing has many sons, and Wanyan Honglie is the best among them. This time it can be regarded as his return from meritorious service. There is no such reason in the world to exchange his son for his father.

But I don't care.

I looked at Wan Yanjing, took Qiu Chuji's sword, cut off a little finger of his left hand, threw it down, pressed it on Qiu Chuji's back again, and instructed him: "Shout, within a quarter of an hour, I will Wanyan Honglie appeared at the bottom of the tower, otherwise Wanyan Jing's head will be cut off, don't let them kill themselves, if someone comes, I will do it."

Qiu Chuji was also someone who had seen blood, so I was not as shocked as I was when he shouted, but he still whispered: "Elder, will this be too cruel..."

He said a word without thinking, but the voice went down again.

I slapped him on the forehead and said, "Listen to me."

As a person, I either don’t do things, or I have to do my best. In other words, I either don’t do it, or I do it absolutely.

What's more, I haven't finished my face yet.

Not only were the corpses of the Jianghu people who were killed for seizing scriptures humiliated, but their heads were hung at the gate of the city. Wanyan Honglie hung his heads all the way, and many righteous men of the Jianghu were killed in order to regain the heads of their friends, and their heads were also hung on the city. the door.

If it wasn't for this matter, let alone the Nine Yin Manual, I wouldn't plan to take this trip even if the Secret of Longevity was in person.

Qiu Chuji had no choice but to start chattering towards the bottom again.

I don't know how he told the people below, that Lu Wang immediately said that he could send someone to call Zhao Wang, but they would definitely not attack Zhao Wang.

I know they also have some meaning to call Wanyan Honglie and lead me down.

After Qiu Chuji finished speaking, he looked at the Jin Emperor who had lost too much blood and passed out, and said without hesitation: "Elder, let me go, they must have hidden an ambush underneath, in case I die, with the elder's order Skills, you can still take hostages and threaten them!"

I think the Quanzhen people are a bit stupid.

The reason why I took Wanyan Jing hostage was just because it was more convenient. If I didn't bring Qiu Chuji, my original plan was to have a unilateral massacre.

It's just that, it is very likely that the middle-level forces in the Kingdom of Jin will break out and cause wars, which is the worst policy among the worst.

I sighed and said, "Wait for Wanyan Honglie and the Nine Yin Manual first."

I waited for half a quarter of an hour, and someone outside the palace suddenly announced. Qiu Chuji listened to me with my true energy, and said in surprise: "The Nine Yin Scriptures are no longer available. A Jianghu robbed the Nine Yin Scriptures." through!"

I'm not very surprised.

Although the martial arts in the Song Dynasty seems to me to be in decline, there are always masters. Once there is a master Wang Chongyang, there must be no second one.

Following the person who notified came in was Zhao Wang Wanyan Honglie and his party.

The reason why it is said to be a party is because Wanyan Honglie brought several masters of the rivers and lakes with him, all of them have innate master strength, the most powerful tall and thin old man has half-step master strength, he can probably kill a Qiu Chuji within ten rounds.

After Wanyan Honglie came, that King Lu didn't say a word, and Wanyan Honglie sent a man dressed in a strange shape to shout to the top, his voice was many times louder than that of the previous warrior.

It turned out to be Chinese, with a southern accent.

The man shouted: "My lord said that you Song people are used to plotting tricks! Release Your Majesty first, my lord is standing here now, and you can take your head as you please!"

The so-called ants kill elephants more, Wanyan Honglie has many masters around him, no single master dares to take risks easily, once he is besieged, it is good to be able to escape, and it is even more likely to leave a hundred or so catties of flesh behind.

But I am different, not only do I not have a hundred catties of meat, but I am not a master.

I patted Qiu Chuji and signaled him to wait on it, then grabbed Wanyan Jing and jumped down from the top of the tower.

Wanyan Honglie was indeed standing in the same place as he said. He was very young, but there was an indelible violence and gloom in his brows and eyes. He looked at everyone as if he was looking at a dead person, especially for me.

I shook Wanyan Jing in my hand, and threw him directly into the arms of the tall and thin old man, and then the whole person jumped up, avoiding those innate masters like pigs, and cut off Wanyan Honglie with one hand The human head was torn apart from the skin, and he raised his hand to fly the human head to the top of the tower, and landed it in Qiu Chuji's arms accurately.

The tall and thin old man who was supporting Wanyan Jing seemed to have realized it now, and suddenly shouted, his whole body almost turned into a stream of light and came towards me.

I swept away the streamer with one step, and still hovered towards the top of the tower. The tall and thin old man had the strength of a master, but his lightness kung fu was not top-notch. He could only chase me to the ninth tower and then he couldn't get up.

When I got to the top of the tower, Qiu Chuji was looking at the head in his hand.

Wanyan Honglie's eyes were still the same as when he first saw me, as if he was looking at a dead person.

Now, it was I who looked at him with the eyes of a dead man.

Qiu Chuji stammered and said: "Elder, elder..."

Wanyan Honglie's head is connected to his neck, where the blood is the most. When I held it, I grabbed his ears with experience, but Qiu Chuji foolishly held it with both hands, making his whole body covered in blood. Taking a step back, he said, "Put the head away, and we're leaving now."

Qiu Chuji groaned, and I went around behind him, stretched out my hand to pick up his belt, made him face down, bent, and held in my hand in the shape of an arch, so that the head he held in his hand would not be dirty to me.

Leaving the Jin Kingdom Palace, I hadn't flown far when I saw a cyan figure flying towards the gate of the city at a very fast speed.

This speed is already at the level of a half-step grandmaster.

And a little familiar.

I grabbed Qiu Chuji and flew towards the blue figure that was about to fly out of the city.

After all, there is a time gap in between.

So I saw the cyan figure and I ten miles away from the capital of the Kingdom of Jin.

Dressed in green shirts and traditional clothes, people are like exiled immortals.

Yaoshi Huang.

I looked at him very curiously, and asked, "Are you the one who robbed the Nine Yin Scriptures from King Zhao's mansion?"

This progress is very fast.

A half-step master is not a master, but only refers to those innate master peaks who have already touched the level of a master. The tall and thin old man just now looked like he had been half-step for many years, and Huang Yaoshi's aura was obviously already at the level of a master. In a few years, he will definitely become a grand master. At his age, he can be regarded as a genius.

Huang Yaoshi glanced at the head in Qiu Chuji's hand, his eyes fell on me, and said, "You killed Wanyan Honglie?"

I nodded, and Huang Yaoshi also admitted to me: "Yes, I stole the Nine Yin Manual."

Huang Yaoshi took out two books that looked very old from his arms.

I have no interest in the Nine Yin Scriptures.

What interests me is Huang Yaoshi.

I asked him, "Is this stuff important to you?"

Huang Yaoshi said: "I have been bottlenecked for many years, I only hope to see the truth and break through in one fell swoop."

I said, "Since it is very important, why are you willing to take it out when I ask?"

Huang Yaoshi looked at me, without the slightest turmoil in his eyes, and said: "If Your Excellency wants it, is there anything in the world that is not at your fingertips?"

I paused and said, "A lot."

Huang Yaoshi was a little puzzled, but he still said: "The Nine Yin Manual can be presented to Your Excellency, but please allow me a day to copy a copy of the Scripture, if not..."

He frowned and said, "I'll find another opportunity."

At this time, he still refused to bow his head a little, which showed that he was already proud to the bone.

I shook my head and said: "What you have worked so hard to get is naturally your own. In this way, for the sake of sharing the risk for you by killing people in our palace, you can lend him the scriptures for a day and let him Make a copy and send it back to Quanzhen."

I pointed to Qiu Chuji, who was holding the human head and pretending to be a wooden stake.