Back to the Peak

Chapter 13 A Strike of Soft Water ("Green'color" Xiaoxiaowang")

Tang Yan was taken aback by the sudden situation, and took a few steps back to hide behind Ling Feng. 26nbsp;

Glancing regretfully at the broken jade hairpin on the ground, Ling Feng turned his head and glared at the young man in white, gritted his teeth and said, "Du Pengfei, you are courting death!"

The young man in white who suddenly shot and knocked out the jade hairpin in Ling Feng's hand was the son of the head of the Du family, another big family in Pingyang City, and was about the same age as Ling Feng. In the past, due to the power of the Ling family, others would secretly ridicule Ling Feng as a waste, and never dared to humiliate him face to face, but this Du Pengfei relied on his family power, often humiliated Ling Feng face to face, and sometimes even punched and kicked him.

A guard behind Du Pengfei approached his ear and said in a low voice: "Young patriarch, it is rumored that Ling Feng is already an innate master. Back then, he killed the head of the royal family with his own hands. You'd better be careful."

"Hehe, he is a congenital master? Don't listen to other people's nonsense. If he is really a congenital master, how could he not escape the sneak attack of me, an acquired sixth-level martial artist? I think it's because the Ling family is afraid that he will be bullied outside, so they deliberately lied You're a lie, I wouldn't believe that!" Du Peng raised the folding fan in his hand, and looked at Ling Feng with disdain.

Just now he saw Ling Feng and Tang Yan kissing me from a distance, their sweet faces, and seeing Ling Feng's still thin back, he couldn't believe that he was actually a strong person, and thought to himself: "Just Ling Feng Feng is nowhere as good as himself, so how can he marry such a flowery wife!" Feeling jealous for a moment, he ignored the obstruction of his servants, rushed to Ling Feng, and knocked off the crested jade hairpin in his hand with a fan .

If there was a surprise attack by the acquired sixth-level martial artist, Ling Feng would have discovered it early, but at that time Ling Feng was wholeheartedly preparing to put a hosta on Tang Yan, and he was full of the charming appearance of the latter in his eyes and heart, and he didn't notice the surroundings. Everything gave Du Pengfei an opportunity to knock out the hosta in his hand.

Looking at the mighty Du Pengfei in front of him, the anger in Ling Feng's eyes gradually disappeared, replaced by cold eyes, and he said coldly: "Du Pengfei, I will give you a chance, if you don't want to be disabled, give it to Yan immediately." My son apologizes!"

"Yo, you really think you're an innate master, and your tone of voice is so sloppy. Have you forgotten who beat someone up and ran away in embarrassment?" Du Pengfei took a step forward and glanced at Ling Feng up and down. , holding the paper fan in his hand and gesticulating at him.

"I'll say it again for the last time. As long as you apologize to Yan'er, I'll pretend that what happened just now didn't happen. If not, don't blame me for being cruel!" After being reborn, Ling Feng didn't take a clown like Du Pengfei into his eyes at all. He didn't even bother to go to him to avenge the bullying in the past. He didn't expect that he would provoke Tang Yan again today, and even frightened Tang Yan. This was the last thing Ling Feng could tolerate.

"Are you aggressive?" Du Pengfei glanced at Ling Feng's still thin body, which was almost the same as before. He was even more sure that the rumors were false. Ling Feng was still unable to cultivate. Lifting the folding fan in his hand, he laughed and said, "Let's make gestures to see who hits whom!"

"Then don't blame me, you are looking for death!" Ling Feng's eyes were cold, and when he made a wrong footstep, he wanted to rush up and punch Du Pengfei down. Suddenly a gentle little hand from behind grabbed his arm, and said in a low voice: "Ling Lang, how can you kill a chicken with a sledgehammer? Why don't you let me deal with him, so that I can gain more combat experience."

Ling Feng was taken aback, looked at Tang Yan with some concern, and said softly: "You have just stepped into the sixth level of Houtian, and the other party is already a warrior of the sixth level of Houtian, I'm afraid it will be dangerous for you to go!"

"Don't worry, with the 'Taiyin Xuanshui Jue' you taught me, I will definitely be able to defeat him! Besides, with you as an innate master by my side, how could he hurt me?" Tang Yan laughed.

"Alright, then you can fight him at ease, with me here, nothing will happen to you!" Hearing what she said made sense, he patted Tang Yan's little hand, and Ling Feng nodded. He believed that if Tang Yan got into trouble, he could rescue her at any time with his current strength.

With Ling Feng's consent, Tang Yan stopped hesitating, took two steps forward, came across to Du Pengfei, and scolded coquettishly: "Du Pengfei, you are not qualified to fight with Ling Lang, let me meet you!"

Seeing Tang Yan staring at him with a pair of almond eyes in front of him, and his slightly angry face showing a bit of moving expression, Du Pengfei couldn't help licking his lips, and smiled at the guards behind him: " Haha, you see, I said that Ling Feng is a waste, but you still don't believe it. If he was really capable, he would hide behind his woman like a shrinking turtle!"

"It really doesn't look like a man!"

"It seems that the rumors are wrong, the person who killed the royal patriarch was not him at all!"

"Well, I don't think his thin body looks like he has cultivation, let alone some kind of innate master!"

Seeing that Ling Feng really planned to let Tang Yan take action, all the guards behind Du Pengfei also hurled insults at each other, mocking him.

Ignoring everyone's cynicism, Ling Feng folded his arms and looked at Tang Yan with concern.

"I won't allow you to insult Ling Lang any more, look at your palm!" Hearing everyone taunting Ling Feng, Tang Yan was furious.

"Looking at your delicate appearance, I really can't bear to hurt you! Ling Feng doesn't know how to pity and cherish jade, so you might as well follow me, so that I can protect (you) as a dignified sixth-level warrior..." Seeing Tang Yan attacking Come on, Du Pengfei laughed and said teasingly, but before he finished his last sentence, Tang Yan had already attacked him, and he had to stretch out his hand to resist.

The two separated as soon as they touched each other, and stood a few steps apart, looking at each other.

"I didn't expect Miss Tang Yan to be a martial artist of the sixth level of Houtian, no wonder she would stand up for your useless husband!" Du Pengfei continued to flirt, touching his arm that was a little numb from Tang Yan's palm.

"Hmph, if Ling Lang makes a move, I'm afraid you won't even be able to stop him with a single punch!" Tang Yan shouted, and rushed towards Du Pengfei again, so fast that her white clothes were rattling by the wind. After flying into the sky, it is really beautiful. If it is night at this time, some people will definitely mistake her for the fairy Chang'e who is flying to the moon.

"A blow from soft water!"

Tang Yan performed the first attacking move in the "Taiyin Xuanshui Jue", and the originally white and flawless palms appeared faintly like clear water, and they softly pressed towards Du Pengfei's chest.

"Soft Water Strike", as the name suggests, seems to be a weak blow, but it has continuous efforts like a river, practiced to a great success, under one palm, the attack is like a huge wave rolling in a river, and the wave is higher than the wave. Constantly attacking the opponent, the continuous stamina will make the opponent hard to defend.

Du Pengfei, who had suffered a loss once, did not dare to push himself any further this time. He clenched his fists into palms and stomped on the ground with his left foot. Like a tiger descending from the mountain, he rushed towards Tang Yan with a roar.

"Tiger down the mountain!"

One of the moves in the Tiger Roaring Fist will make the boxer feel like a fierce tiger descending the mountain. With a violent blow, everything will be torn to pieces.

"Tsk tsk, the young patriarch actually practiced this move to the point of perfection, and bursts of tiger-like aura erupted from his whole body. This blow was so powerful that even a weak woman like her couldn't resist it! "

Seeing the power of Du Pengfei's moves, all the guards behind him couldn't help shouting happily, as if they had expected that he would definitely win.

Looking coldly at the two people, one soft and the other hard, who were about to touch each other, a faint smile appeared on the corner of Ling Feng's mouth.

"Don't blame me for not knowing how to sympathize with women and cherish women. You asked for it!" Du Pengfei's eyes showed a fierce look, and he punched Tang Yan's weak palm with a fierce punch.

Tang Yan bit her lips tightly, and lightly pressed against the opponent's fierce fist with her slender hands. At the moment when the two sides were about to touch, she moved her hand and drew a strange arc, which cleverly bypassed Du Pengfei's fist, and then , under the latter's dumbfounded, lightly pressed on his chest.

"How is that possible!" Du Pengfei was startled, as a sixth-level Houtian warrior, he didn't see clearly how Tang Yan bypassed his attack just now. However, feeling that the power of her palm did not cause any harm to him, he couldn't help but change from surprise to joy, and sneered: "It doesn't matter if you hit me, it is impossible to knock me down with this powerless palm." !"

"Not necessarily!" Tang Yan looked at Du Pengfei indifferently, 'showing' her confidence.

Hearing this, Du Pengfei was startled again, and suddenly felt that the strength in his chest had changed from weak to strong, and the attack force that was stronger than once rushed into his body, and all his viscera, limbs and bones were suppressed at the same time, feeling uncomfortable Very, even breathing has become extremely difficult.

Withdrawing her palm, Tang Yan turned around and stood upright like an elegant white swan.

Du Pengfei, on the other hand, was like a kite with a broken string. Under the dumbfoundedness of the guards, he fell backwards precariously.

"How could it... be so weird... What kind of skill is that..." Du Pengfei spurted out a big mouthful of blood when the guards hurriedly caught the retreating figure, and looked at it in disbelief. Tang Yan asked out of the mouth. Within the scope of his cognition, he has never seen such a strange technique, which can send out several bursts of strength with one palm.

Ignoring Du Pengfei's question, Tang Yan clapped her hands, moved lightly, turned around and walked towards Ling Feng.

"Catch her back for me!" Du Pengfei was so angry that he was easily defeated by a weak woman, and ordered the guards with fierce eyes.

"Yes, young patriarch!"

Immediately, seven or eight guards behind Du Pengfei flew up and rushed towards Tang Yan at the same time!

"Hmph! My guards are all Houtian seventh-level warriors. Let's see how you block this time!" Pressing his injured chest, Du Pengfei's face was ferocious, and a bloodthirsty gleam appeared in his eyes.