Chapter 62: Descending the Dragon
Hei Wuchang Chen Jinyuan really ran towards him, a sinister smile appeared on his stiff face again, his eyes flashed with incomparably excited light, and the scars on his face that were scratched by a yang finger were even more hideous, "Boy, you have been fooled!" The right hand that grabbed Xu Meng suddenly retracted, and suddenly he turned around and grabbed Chen Jinyuan who was quickly approaching him with a claw, and the claw of black impermanence came out with hatred, and the ghost claw urged to the extreme, vowing to tear Chen Jinyuan, the kid who made himself lose face, into pieces.
"Grass, you old dog, Lao Tzu has long been guarding against your trick!"
Chen Jinyuan has not yet arrived, Sen Sen's claw wind has already arrived, it is too late to dodge at this time, only hard to hit, Chen Jinyuan does not dare to have the slightest reservation, in front of him is the acquired martial artist, one carelessly can only die on the spot, full of true anger, condensed palm.
"Kanglong has regrets!"
With a low cry in Chen Jinyuan's mouth, a palm slapped out, and the internal force of pure yang surged out from the palm of his hand.
"Roar!" The domineering palm wind brought out a dragon groan, and instantly collided with the black and impermanent ghost claws.
"Bang!" There was an explosion, and the palms and claws intersected, like a comet hitting the earth, and the air crackled with compression. Chen Jinyuan suddenly flew out upside down, smashed a big tree and fell into the bushes behind the tree.
"Poof!" Chen Jinyuan couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, all the internal organs seemed to be displaced, it was obvious that he had suffered internal injuries, the gap was the gap, Chen Jinyuan thought that his secret technique of pressing the box to descend the dragon eighteen palms, at least he could shake a palm with black impermanence, and as soon as he handed it over, he knew that the naΓ―ve true qi and the true qi of his martial arts level were not the same concept at all, although he practiced a high-level internal strength mental method, but the gap in the realm could not be made up.
However, at this time, Hei Wuchang was no better, and as soon as the Netherworld Ghost Claw intersected with the Eighteen Palms of the Descending Dragon, Hei Wuchang felt a pure and domineering true qi pressing towards him.
Pedal Pedal ......
Hei Wuchang's body kept retreating, a pair of short feet left one deep footprint after another on the ground, and it took more than ten meters to retreat before he could stabilize his body, feeling his blood churning, his left hand kept trembling, and a mouthful of blood gushed up his throat, but he was swallowed alive, obviously suffering a lot of internal injuries, Hei Wuchang's eyes flashed with thick disbelief, and he immediately sat down cross-legged to heal his injuries.
"Eighteen Palms of the Dragon? It is actually the beggar gang who does not pass on the secret technique of descending the dragon and eighteen palms, the legendary top martial arts! At this time, Bai Wuchang couldn't help but shout out, Chen Jinyuan's surprise to the two of them was too much, so far Chen Jinyuan had made every move a high-level martial art, and now he had used a top-level martial art to descend the dragon eighteen palms. Even with the strength of the two acquired masters, their hearts are a little unbearable.
Damn, what kind of world is this, the two of us have worked hard for the sect for so many years to get two intermediate martial arts! Bai Wuchang secretly scolded God for being unfair in his heart, and his eyes flashed with a strong possessiveness, "Even if this kid has a powerful teacher, but the sky is high here, the emperor is far away, as long as the two of them do it cleanly, in addition to God knows, who else knows, as long as he gets this kid's exercises, his strength will inevitably improve, and when the time comes, the world will be big, and the strength of the two of them can be obtained, and it is not difficult to start a sect, and then there will be no need to condescend to others!" The smile on the corner of Bai Wuchang's mouth became even stronger, and his eyes fell into Yiyin in a little confusion.
"Jin Yuan!" Xu Meng saw Chen Jinyuan flying out upside down, exclaimed, put down the unconscious Zhao Xiaoman, and ran towards the bushes where Chen Jinyuan landed. Within a few steps, Xu Meng felt a flower in front of him, and a white shadow flashed in front of him, blocking his way.
Bai Wuchang pointed at Xu Meng, Xu Meng suddenly felt numb all over his body, and he couldn't move a single bit, looking at the direction where Chen Jinyuan landed, tears couldn't help but fall down.
"Hehe, little girl, don't worry, the deity will take good care of your little lover, this kid is so kind, I can't bear to kill him so soon!" Bai Wuchang smiled gloomily, and ran towards the bushes a little impatiently, but he was a little worried in his heart, "This old black won't attack too hard, let's kill him!" β
"What about people?" Bai Wuchang let out a piercing scream, and the whole person suddenly kept rummaging in the bushes in a bit of anger, but except for a small pit smashed by Chen Jinyuan and a puddle of dirty blood on the side of the pit, Chen Jinyuan had long since disappeared.
Inside the Guwu space.
Chen Jinyuan spurted a mouthful of blood again, clutched his chest and ran to the room where Qingfeng Xiaodao Tong was. As soon as he stepped into the door, Chen Jinyuan couldn't help but shout: "Qingfeng, hurry up, Lao Tzu is dying, what healing medicine is there, take it out quickly, ouch, I'll drop it for a day, it hurts Lao Tzu to death!" β
"Brother Chen, what's wrong with you? How did it hurt like this? Qingfeng hurriedly greeted him and supported Chen Jinyuan.
"Hurry up, what do you say, hurry up and get the medicine, this black-faced old dog's claw skills are so powerful, if it weren't for Lao Tzu's quick reaction, the mother would definitely die."
"Uh, good, good!" Qingfeng hurriedly ran to the medicine cabinet, took out two delicate small jade bottles from the cabinet, and ran to Chen Jinyuan, "Brother Chen, here are our Wudang Sect's healing elixirs [Sanhuangbao Wax Pill] and [Dragon Tiger Golden Pill], which one do you want?" β
"Grass, your sister, of course you want the best!"
"Well, that's the [Dragon Tiger Golden Pill], [Dragon Tiger Golden Pill] is my Wudang's No. 1 healing holy medicine, and it needs to be exchanged for 500!"
"I'm grass! When is it time to negotiate the price with Lao Tzu! Chen Jinyuan rolled his eyes when he heard this, and almost fainted. Is it a capsule, or a bottle? β
"500 in a bottle, 10 in a bottle!"
"Then I'll just need one!"
"I'm sorry, Brother Chen, we don't sell zero, we sell the whole bottle!"
"Grass ......" Chen Jinyuan greeted the whole family of Qingfeng, and almost spurted out another mouthful of blood.
"Then how to sell [Sanhuangbao Wax Pill]?"
"Uh...... although the effect of [Sanhuangbao Wax Pill] is not as good as that of [Dragon Tiger Golden Pill], it is also the healing elixir of my Wudang faction, and it is more than enough to treat Brother Chen's injury, and it only takes a moment to heal! Requires exchange value of 200! Qingfeng explained.
"Grass, didn't you say it earlier, it hurts Lao Tzu for so long, and it's also a bottle of 200?"
"Yes, there are 10 capsules in one bottle!"
"Okay, I'll want this, give it to me quickly!" Chen Jinyuan has a weak voice.
"Trading a bottle of Intermediate Pill [Sanhuangbao Wax Pill] with Qingfeng requires a consumption of 200 exchange points, is it exchanged?
[Yes] [No]" A message about a transaction appears in my mind.
Chen Jinyuan did not hesitate, and directly chose [Yes].
(One more will be sent, wait for the second one, this afternoon the old ghost will be on the "Classified Novel New Book Recommendation List", big brother help set up a field!) The old ghost has kowtowed! οΌ
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