Treasure Appraisal: I Can See the Future

"Yes, this fight is a draw, Master Qing just took two steps back!"

"Yes, this kid just retreated from the beginning to the end, I don't know how many steps he retreated, Master Qing retreated much less than him."

"And if Master Qing had hit her head with the stick just now, her brain would have burst and she would have died on the spot!"

"Master Qing is also kind and righteous, showing mercy to this kid, but he took the opportunity to attack, this kid is so despicable."

"Just now he attacked Master Fang, and this time he attacked Master Qing again, this kid is just playing dirty tricks, so despicable and shameless."

"Master Qing didn't lose, Master Qing didn't lose, at most it's a draw!"

Seeing this scene, although some of the younger brothers blushed, there have always been people who confuse right and wrong and flatter in China since ancient times, and they immediately spoke righteously and shouted at the top of their lungs to clear the name of the boss.

The monkey king Geng Changqing got a chance to step aside, and immediately glared at Su Qi, as if he really showed mercy: "Boy, if this is a life-and-death battle, you have already fallen here, I will let you go for now, and I will settle the score with you later."

Su Qi raised his sword eyebrows: "Then I will be waiting for you at any time, but please don't show mercy later, otherwise I will hit you harder, I'm afraid you won't be able to get up."

"Hmph, I have the hard monkey fist to protect my body, my whole body is as hard as diamond, you just hit me with all your strength, but you didn't hurt me at all!"

With a flick of his sleeves, the monkey king Geng Changqing snorted coldly, as if he really relied on the hard monkey fist to protect his body and didn't get hurt, and then turned his face back to the camp.

Zhao Wufang, who had been gloomy all the time, smiled and secretly felt happy when he saw someone to accompany him: "Old thing, you were so arrogant just now, but now you have fallen. You just stepped on me to show off, now you feel relieved."

Sometimes life is a tragedy.

Is there anyone who is more miserable than me? When you find that person, your originally miserable mood will instantly become cheerful.

Red Rose raised her eyebrows and pulled the little sister beside her and said: "Do you know why the black circle can't be on the stage? They think about fighting all day long, but they can't afford to lose. They are so despicable and shameless. Who would look up to them? How can they develop?"

Han Xiaoyu frowned beautifully, and disgust was revealed in the depths of her starry eyes: According to this group of people's views, the master can only lose. If he wins, it is a sneak attack, which is simply unreasonable.

Ming Yueyue, the hot chili on the rooftop, was furious and cursed with a small loudspeaker: "Shameless old man, and that guy who distorted the facts, you are shameless, you are too shameless, my brother-in-law can't win, I tell you, if my brother-in-law hadn't held back, I would have beaten you to a pulp, and you have the nerve to confuse right and wrong, disgusting me to death!"

"Little beauty, today we are talking about strength, not morality. Now we are strong and powerful, and we have to set the rules!"

Ximen Long replied indifferently, and then clasped his fists and said: "Brother Qi, it's your turn to go out and teach that kid how to be a man!"

When Yan Qi was mentioned, the eyes of many underworld brothers lit up, and they unconsciously felt respect and yearning.

This Jinling boss has always been cynical. He was originally at the same level as Fang Ye and Qing Ye, but he didn't allow people to call him "ye", saying that he was too old, and forced everyone to call him "seventh brother", which made him seem to be one generation lower than the two, but he didn't care.

He was young and had great martial arts skills. He was really good at dealing with his subordinates, and from time to time he would lead everyone to do health care and the like.

Moreover, he had fought with Fang Ye and Qing Ye. Although the scene was undecided, the gangsters who had seen those fights knew that it was obviously the seventh brother who was more skilled.

However, this boss loved beauties more than the country. He was not very interested in fighting for territory, and he always lingered among the beauties.

The other two bosses were old, and the old seventh brother was not fighting, and Ximen Long, who was ambitious in the past, withdrew from the underworld; this also created a peaceful situation in the Jinling underworld, with three powers standing side by side and sharing the world equally.

"Clang!"

The long sword was unsheathed, shining with cold light. The sword body was like a cold pond of autumn water, clear and shining, but also revealing a chill.

"Dang!"

Yan Qi snapped his fingers, and the long sword clanged and rang, and the lingering sound lingered. He stepped into the venue, and an autumn wind blew. The whole person floated like a peerless swordsman, singing loudly: "The sky is overturned and the birds are scared to fly, rolling on the ground without getting dirty, in one blow, it seems that the wind is light and the sword is invisible. In the ever-changing, only the sword is seen and the person is not!"

One step and one song, the sound is desolate and long, combined with the sound of the sword and the free and unrestrained posture, revealing an indescribable chic.

Su Qi's eyes sank, and he unconsciously clenched his fists.

"Seventh Brother is so damn handsome. If I were a little girl, I would probably have been fascinated by this trick of his."

"The romantic young man Yan Qi, his reputation is not in vain!"

"If you are like Brother Qi, you can pick up as many girls as you want, it will be easy!"

When many underworld brothers saw him, their eyes lit up, admiration was mixed with worship, admiration was mixed with envy, envy was mixed with jealousy, and jealousy was mixed with hatred for parents: Why didn't you give birth to a good-looking body!

Ming Yueyue, the little hot pepper on the roof, put her hands into a small trumpet: "I say, the idiot downstairs, stop pretending, the more you pretend now, the harder my brother-in-law will beat you later! "

Yan Qi pointed his sword to the sky, and his demeanor was naturally transcendent. He glanced at the beauty behind Su Qi from the corner of his eyes. Seeing Hong Meigui flirting with enchanting eyes, he was secretly happy. Seeing Han Xiaoyu's pretty face was cold and a little regretful, he suddenly heard the little beauty on the roof say this, and immediately a mouthful of old blood rushed to his heart, almost sprayed out. He frowned and stared at Su Qi: "I am Yan Qi, practicing the Zhenwu Dafa passed down by the founder Sanfeng..."

"Wait!"

Su Qi, who stood with his hands behind his back, suddenly stretched out his hand and asked sincerely: "Brother, I have little education. You are, grandma Yan Qi. Is it you who is called Yan Qi, or your grandmother who is called Yan Qi."

Snap!

Ming Yueyue, the little hot pepper on the roof, snapped her fingers unconsciously and shouted excitedly: "Brother-in-law, well done!"

"Boy, if you dare to make fun of me, then don't blame me for being ruthless with my sword! "

Yan Qi's face changed, and he was so angry that his teeth itched. When in front of the beauties, he still paid attention to maintaining his demeanor and said with a serious face: "I am Yan Qi, and I have learned the true martial arts method created by Wudang Sanfeng. I use martial arts to perform the Tao, understand the sword, and use the sword to achieve the unity of man and sword. I practice Wudang Taiyi Xuanmen Sword. All my skills are on this sword. Please teach me!"

Su Qi raised his lips, raised his two fists, and said with a serious face: "I am Su Qi. All my skills are learned blindly and secretly. All my skills are on this pair of iron fists. I don't need any weapons. Just come at me."

"How can such a vulgar person be favored by three beauties, and two of them are devoted to him. It's incredible! "

Yan Qi was quite distressed, and immediately held his sword horizontally, still elegant and ready to continue to leave a good impression in front of the beauty: "My sword skills are as fast as a dragon emerging from the water, and as quiet as a cat catching a mouse. During the movement, the hands are divided into yin and yang, the body contains the eight trigrams, the steps step on the nine palaces, the internal qi is combined, and the external form is combined. It is the secret sword skills of Wudang. Brother, be careful."

"Stop talking nonsense, let's fight!"

Su Qi rushed up in a flash, and was too lazy to give this guy time to show off, and directly punched him in the face.

"One sword breaks the sky with seven stars! "

Yan Qi smiled slightly, and with a flick of his long sword, seven points of sword light appeared, pointing directly at Su Qi's forehead, throat, heart, and lower abdomen.

The combination of sword light was like the Big Dipper in the sky, revealing a mysterious meaning.

"The direct descendant of the Taoist family is indeed extraordinary. Although he is also a master of dark energy, the pressure he faces is much higher than that of Zhao Wufang and Monkey King Geng Changqing, and is almost as good as that of the great master of transformation energy Fang Ming."

The seven points of sword light were uncertain in attack and defense, which made Su Qi dare not be careless. Instead of retreating, he advanced directly into the sword light, relying on his superb reaction speed to avoid the seven sword lights, and changed his fist into a palm and slapped it down.

"What a fast speed! "

Yan Qi was shocked, but he had no way to avoid it. He immediately raised his palm and used another unique skill: Wudang Mian Zhang.

Wudang also has the method of using a little force to move a thousand pounds. Among them, Mian Zhang pays more attention to using softness to overcome hardness. When it is practiced to the peak state, it is soft and hard, hard and soft complement each other, and iron is hidden in the cotton.

Bang!

When the two palms touched, Su Qi felt that the opponent's palm was soft as if it had no bones, and it was very easy to remove the force, but he was not surprised but happy.

He had a lot of strength, and he could kill a dark power master with a burst of strength, but when he met a real master, he couldn't use it.

After all, brute force is still brute force. It's okay to meet these ordinary masters, but if he meets a real master in the future, The top masters will definitely suffer.

Tonight, whether he is fighting against Zhao Wufang or the Monkey King Geng Changqing, he is deliberately suppressing his speed and strength to figure out how the other party uses his strength.

The Eye of the Universe has seen the three people's unique skills from the future. Now all he needs to do is to fight with them continuously to understand their essence.

Whoosh!

After a palm fight, Yan Qi used the force to escape, stepped on the Nine Palaces and spun, and then used three swords: single whip on the back of the ruler, purple swallow passing through the forest, and picking the sun from the horizon.

These three swords overlapped, and in an instant, the sword shadows were heavy, overlapping into a sword mountain, blocking all the front roads, and pushing through.

"Attack and defend, you don't want to fight me hard, how can you be so cheap, I want to see how long you can defend!"

Seeing the other party's intention at a glance, Su Qi exerted force on his feet, moved his body sideways, and waited for the opportunity to find a breakthrough.

"Where are you going!"

Yan Qi chased closelyHe went up, swishing seven swords in a row, sword shadows were everywhere, his figure was ethereal, and he sang a long song: "The blue dragon is unstoppable when it comes out of the sea, and the clouds are cleared to reveal the sun, and the universe is determined; the rhinoceros looks at the moon and shows his intelligence, and the white ape climbs the branches to hide the mystery."

"No matter how powerful your swordsmanship is, it's a loss if you can't catch up with me!"

Faced with this endless sword force, Su Qi was both on the offensive and defensive, and he couldn't find an opportunity for a while, so he still retreated.

"I want to see how long you can hide. I am an orthodox Xuanmen, practicing both inside and outside, and my qi is long. There are a total of 72 Taiyi Xuanmen swords, and any combination of them is ever-changing. I can keep this sword force for an hour, and I want to see if you can hide forever."

Yan Qi chased closely with continuous sword force, and swished the Panyun sword, locked the throat sideways, and cut up and down in three moves.

"Retreat, I retreat, I retreat again!"

Su Qi was not in a hurry. He waited until the sword force was close to him, pushed the ground with both feet, and burst out with great force, and his body shot out like an arrow from a bow.

"Oh my god, is that kid kidding me? He kept running away when he was fighting with Master Fang, and he kept running away when he met Master Qing, and he kept running away when he met Brother Qi. He might as well just let Su run away. What the hell is going on!"

"I think this kid is imagining that he has attacked Brother Qi just like he did to Master Fang and Master Qing just now, and he has seized the opportunity to attack Brother Qi!"

"This kid is too despicable. If Brother Qi is attacked by him again, we might as well rush up and kill him!"

"Yes, if this kid dares to attack again, we will attack together. The venue is so small, let's see where he can escape to."

When the gangsters watching Su Qi retreated, they immediately exploded again. They waved their sticks and looked like they were angry. They were all bleating their beards and staring, and they were ready to rush up.

"Shut up, all of you. Have you ever learned martial arts? When fighting, the enemy advances and I retreat, and the enemy retreats and I advance. This is normal. What are you all yelling about? My brother-in-law should just stand there and let that guy chop with a sword?"

Seeing these people continue to slander my brother-in-law, the little hot pepper Ming Yueyue on the rooftop couldn't help it. She waved her little fist and said viciously: "If my brother-in-law hadn't forbidden me to go downstairs, I would have gone down and beat you annoying guys to a pulp. You think that guy can beat my brother-in-law, open your eyes and see clearly, otherwise my brother-in-law will beat him to a pulp in a short while. Then I'll see how you boastful guys will slap yourself in the face later after you talk so much now."

Many gangsters in the black circle were choked for a moment, and were refuted by these well-reasoned and slightly roaring words, which made them feel a little embarrassed.

After all, when Mr. Fang and Mr. Qing lost, everyone had already taken sides twice, and being scolded by a beautiful woman made them feel a little embarrassed no matter how thick-skinned they were.