Chapter 73

Song Qingshu and Jiu Mozhi looked at each other and thought, "how high are the masters of the Qing Dynasty?"?

As the head of imperial guards, duolong's martial arts are just like that. Although Zhang Kangnian and Zhao Qixian are a little better than ordinary soldiers, they are not good enough for real masters.

It can be imagined that there was a lack of experts in the Qing Dynasty. In fact, song Qingshu was very curious. Under the protection of such a group of unreliable imperial guards, why could Kangxi live in peace for so long?

"I don't know which expert the emperor is trying to recruit?" Song Qingshu asked with a smile.

"Would you like to invite the leader of the Orient?" Kangxi ordered that Wen Youdao, a little eunuch on one side, ran down.

"Eh, the eastern leader?" Song Qingshu's smile suddenly stopped, and his heart was in a state of wonder: is it the Asia invincible?

Before long, with the door of the imperial study opened, a man in red came in slowly.

A pair of cloud light breeze light appearance, unexpectedly also don't see other people in the room one eye, just slightly to Kangxi line a gift: "the East has seen the emperor."

Since he came in, song Qingshu has been staring at him. He has red lips and white teeth, and the lines on his face are as soft as a woman. He can't see how old he is. On the surface, he is a beautiful young man, but his calm demeanor always reminds people around him not to be confused by his young appearance.

When he opened his mouth, all the illusions in Song Qingshu's heart were shattered. Before, he had been speculating whether the Asia invincible in this world was the beautiful woman in the movie version or the disgusting dead demon in the TV series version.

When Dongfang Bubai first came in, song Qingshu only felt that he looked like a woman, and he was still very happy. However, when the other side opened his mouth, the deep male voice made him explode.

He looked back at him thoughtfully. With each other's eye contact, song Qingshu heart a Lin, as if there is a kind of feeling that he saw through.

"Master of the Orient, these two are the top experts I've recruited. One is jiumozhi, king of the Ming Dynasty in Tubo, and the other is young Xia song Qingshu." While speaking, Kangxi stood up and introduced them: "you two, this is the leader of the sun moon god cult in heimuya."

But Dongfang Bubai didn't even bother to look at them. He sneered and said, "when is the best master so worthless?"

Kangxi didn't think it was disobedient. On the contrary, he watched with great interest how song Qingshu and song Qingshu dealt with it.

"Little Guizi, let's make a bet to see if it's the master you've got or the master I've got." Although Kangxi had already begun to take on the image of Mingjun, he was still a young man. On the spur of the moment, he even compared with trinket.

"Of course, it's xiaoxuanzi. The expert you're looking for is very powerful." Although Trinket flatters him like this, he doesn't think so. He has seen the martial arts of jiumozhi and song Qingshu. He has beaten Hong Antong, who was astonished by himself before. The man he is looking for is not very effective.

"Your grandfather's, I know you don't think so in your heart," Kangxi understood when he saw Trinket's look, and could not help humming coldly, "if I lose, I'll make you count, and you'll be hereditary; Hey, hey, if you lose, donate some money to help the disaster relief. "

"A gentleman's word is hard to chase any horse!" Trinket's eyes lit up and said immediately.

"No horse can be chased!" Kangxi nodded heavily.

……

Although the two deliberately lowered their voices and whispered in each other's ears, they were all top experts in the scene, and the conversation between the two spread to the three people's ears word by word.

Dongfang Bubai's eyes flashed, then he slowly closed his eyes and began to nourish his spirit. Song Qingshu and jiumozhi looked at each other and understood Kangxi's intention one after another.

Although they are famous in the world, Kangxi has never seen them in person. He has always been a little skeptical. Taking this opportunity to let Dongfang Bubai try their Kung Fu, it may not be that they didn't exist. Let them verify Dongfang Bubai's idea.

Song Qingshu is just fine. Influenced by various TV dramas and movies, he is deeply impressed by the invincible martial arts of Dongfang Bubai. He is not angry to hear him satirize himself. Instead, he replies with a smile: "the eastern cult leader has reached the realm of heaven and man, and all things grow. Naturally, song is far behind. But to deal with ordinary people in the Jianghu, song thinks he is more than enough. "

"When you are young, you can say that" heaven and man come into being, and all things grow. "It's very good, very good." Dongfang Bubai looked at him in surprise.

On one side, jiumozhi is not so good at endurance. He was a gorgeous man himself. He asked himself that in Tubo, except for lianhuasheng, who had been reclusive for decades, he had no one to rival him. This time I came to China, I lost xuanbei, a famous Shaolin monk, Duan's master in Dali, and Murong in gusunan. For a moment, I felt that the Central Plains Wulin was just like this.

This time, when he heard Dongfang Bubai's sarcasm, he could not help but get angry and said with a sneer, "I just don't know if the name of Dongfang Bubai was taken like this since childhood, or will it be changed the day after tomorrow?"

Dongfang Bubai gave him a light look: "nature was changed the day after tomorrow. What do you think?"

"What a big tone!" Although he had heard that Dongfang Bubai on the Blackwood cliff was qualified to win the title of "the first man in the world", he was very confident in his own martial arts. During this time, he saw too many people who had no real name. He thought that there was a lot of moisture in the name of Dongfang Bubai.

"You can try." Dongfang Bubai said casually with his hands behind him and his head down.

"I have offended you!" If it wasn't for something important, he might have visited the most famous martial arts experts in the Central Plains one by one. This time, facing one of the most famous martial arts experts, Dongfang unbeaten, he was furious.

During the insurance period, Hatoyama did not rush to attack, instead, he tentatively pushed out a flame knife.

"Why? It's a bit of a doorstep. " Feeling the invisible Dao Qi of the other party, Dongfang Bubai finally opened his eyes and disappeared in the same place as soon as his shadow flashed.

Before Hatoyama could wake up from the shock of chopping the air, he suddenly jumped in his heart and waved to his side.

"Go to worry about it. How can you master the seventy-two skills of Shaolin?" Dongfang Bubai appeared a few feet away and took a surprised look at Hatoyama.

"I'm not talented. Although I'm far from proficient, I happen to know a little bit of Shaolin's 72 unique skills." When the two moves hit the empty place, Hatoyama Chi immediately started to play twelve points spirit and tried his best to guard against each other.

"Don't be ashamed Dongfang Bubai snorted coldly. Naturally, he didn't believe that someone could practice the seventy-two skills of Shaolin Temple at the same time.

"The eastern sect leader tried the wuxiangjie finger of the poor monk." Jiumozhi stretched out his right index finger and quickly drew a circle in the air. A fierce finger wind shot away.

With a cold smile, Dongfang Bubai suddenly disappeared in the same place. Jiumozhi's wuxiangjie finger shot directly at the pillar behind him, leaving a deep burnt hole.

Kangxi was stunned. "Little Guizi, this great lunming King's martial arts is really good..."

"Mm-hmm..." Trinket casually responded twice, and was attracted by the fierce fight in the field.

Dongfang Bubai's body is like a ghost, like a spirit, floating around like smoke. Jiumozhi didn't want to hit him with a mugger's finger. Instead, while he dodged, he shook his robe in the past, like a big net.

"The skill of subduing demons with cassock?" Dongfang Bubai felt the palm force coming from the other monk's robe in all directions. The cold light in his eyes flashed, and a thin needle slid out of his finger. With a flick of his finger, he burst his cassock in front of him and shot at jiumozhi.

Although he didn't see what was coming out clearly, the alarm rang in his heart and he turned over like an iron bridge. Rao, the needle still left a trace of blood between his eyebrows.

The cassock was pierced, coupled with Hatoyama's evasion, he lost his follow-up power, and immediately fell to the ground like a rag.

"Big monk, if you have any other skills, just use them." Dongfang Bubai said, looking at jiumozhi with a smile.

Seeing the ghostly speed of the Orient invincible, Hatoyama's eyes tightened, and instead of attacking, he stood by the door.

"Ha ha, since you don't want to attack, I'm not welcome." At the end of the speech, Dongfang Bubai had become a red shadow, and quickly began to fight around him.

"Little Guizi, can you see how they are playing?" Kangxi was so tired of it that he could not see anything except a red shadow in his eyes.

"I can't see clearly either. I can only hear the sound of real Qi breaking through the air." Trinket looked at everything with his mouth wide open.

"Nianhua finger, duoluoye finger, dragon claw hand, shadowy legs, heaven and earth in the sleeve, jimie grasp, Moco finger, Vajra fist, Prajna palm... Monk, do you really know the 72 unique skills of Shaolin?" The voice of Dongfang unbeaten in the regiment was obviously quite surprised, "eh, no, your luck method is not right."

But jiumozhi was forced to say nothing by him. He was calm and kept dealing with the red shadows around him. The other side often broke up with him as soon as they touched him, but most of his offensive was in the empty space.

For decades, Hatoyama Chi has never fought such a tough battle. His opponent's martial arts are obviously in the middle of Bo Zhong's, but because of one quick word, he has fallen behind.

Since he was seen to be flawed by the other party, he no longer used the unique skill of Shaolin Temple, but used his own skill, the flame knife.

"This invisible Dao Qi is really interesting. It's long and short, and it's empty and real..." after the fight, Dongfang Bubai was so impressed that he almost hurt his opponent's Dao Qi several times.

"King Ming, I think you can give up. If the leader of the Oriental sect is thunderous, and there is no sign, you will lose if you guard for a long time." Song Qingshu saw that jiumozhi's moves in the field seemed to have begun to show fatigue, so he quickly opened his mouth to help.