The mysterious man smiled slightly and said, "You can actually recognize me, it's not bad, the kid of the Qian family." ”

Qian Zhan's surprised expression didn't last long, and he turned to an angry expression: "Murong Jue, the people in my family have been waiting for you for a long time, and you dare to come to the Southeast Region again this time, you are obviously asking for your own death." ”

The mysterious man Murong Jue sneered, his tone was obviously full of disdain, and said: "Don't talk about those useless, you think Lao Tzu is a dead man, how can he give it to you for arrest?" Tell you, even if it is the five old immortals of your Qian family, Lao Tzu has never taken them seriously. ”

"What an arrogant tone, don't you forget, you were imprisoned by the five elders of our Qian family for more than ten years, what's the use of being reckless? If you have the ability, I'll call the fifth elder now, and don't run away. "Money war is not a reckless man,

Murong Juewu smoked a cigarette and sneered: "The kid of the Qian family, what a sharp tooth and sharp mouth, your agitation method is useless to me, if you dare to privately inform those five old immortals, I can let you lie on the ground in the next second." ”

Qian Zhan's ten fingers were fisted, and his knuckles clicked and exploded because of his force, and he knew very well that Murong was by no means bragging. This guy Murong Jue has been famous all over the world more than thirty years ago, and he is the true genius of the Murong family, and no one has been able to surpass him until now. If he wants to do it to himself, then his odds of winning are extremely low, just take the cigarette just now.

The smoke was soft and almost shattered when pinched, but in Murong Jue's hands, it was comparable to a first-class secret weapon. Murong Jue's words, although somewhat exaggerated, are not false.

Qian Zhan paused for a moment and sneered, "Then what do you want?" ”

Murong Jue waved his hand, smoked a cigarette leisurely, slowly exhaled the smoke ring, and said: "You don't have to worry about me, I just happened to meet tonight, if you have a grudge with this Meng family baby, you can solve it, I will never interfere." ”

Qian Zhan sneered, his eyes glazed: "Is this true?" ”

If Murong Jue could really do this, it would be a good thing. Because if Murong Jue intervenes in this guy, not only will he not be able to deal with Meng Que, but he will also be seriously injured, and maybe it is possible to leave his life here. Now that he promised not to meddle in this matter, then he would have the opportunity to clean up Meng Que first, and then tell the five elders in the family to let them clean up Murong Jue.

"The kid of the Qian family is talking nonsense, of course what Lao Tzu says is true, don't you hear that my Murong Jue has always been difficult to chase after him?" Murong Jue said in a somewhat angry tone.

Qian Zhan smiled happily at this time, shifted his attention to Meng Que's body, beckoned, and said, "Go on, since Murong will never interfere in the affairs between us, then I will take your life next." ”

Meng Que frowned, glanced at Murong Jue, and looked at him leisurely, and couldn't figure out what kind of medicine was sold in this old monster's gourd. Wouldn't he really meddle?

If Murong Jue really didn't interfere, then it would not only be a good thing for Qian Zhan, but also a good thing for Meng Que.

Qian Zhan slowly approached Meng Que, quietly guarding against Murong Jue as he walked. On the surface, the guy said that he would not interfere, but who knows if he would secretly stab someone?

Fortunately, he walked seven or eight steps in a row, and he was only one meter away from Meng Que and didn't see Murong Jue make any special movements, and his hanging heart relaxed a little.

Meng Que changed his back in one direction, trying to make himself face Qian Zhan and Murong Jue, only in this way could he be foolproof.

Qian Zhan suddenly drank it, and his body rushed forward vertically, and the figure he made was a "white tiger appearance". The white tiger looks like a hungry tiger pounces, but in terms of tricks, it is a hundred and ten times more exquisite than a hungry tiger.

Qian Zhan's rush attack, Meng Que had already taken precautions, seeing that his hands were like a huge pliers clamped left and right, he didn't think about it in his heart, and directly used a trick of conditioned reflex——— his body flashed weirdly, and the footwork was the virtual spirit footwork in "The Three Mirrors of the Void Spirit", and then the left and right hands overlapped each other, like a poisonous snake coiling the tree, the style was extremely weird, and between the changes, he not only transferred his body to the left side of Qian Zhan, but also grabbed Qian Zhan's shoulders with both hands.

Murong Jue, who was sitting on the grass watching the battle and smoking, saw this scene, took a deep breath, and said "Huh", very surprised.

And at this moment, Meng Que's left hand flickered, and he buckled Qian Zhan's wrist downward, so that his right hand took his shoulder and his left hand clasped his wrist, and under a loud shout, Meng Que's body bent like a bow, borrowing his strength, and with the sound of loud shouting, he fiercely threw Qian Zhan far away with the move of "over-the-shoulder fall".

Qian Zhan's body flew and he looked quite embarrassed, but this move did not hurt him. He smiled faintly, not angry but more happy: "Yes, in addition to this move, do you have any other moves?" As soon as the words fell, he pounced again.

This time he threw himself halfway through and suddenly fell to the ground, then crossed his legs and put his hands on his neck. Such a figure is exactly what he used just now - "Xuanwu Phase".

Meng Que didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly unfolded his footwork and wrestled with him.

Qian Zhan chased very fast, and seeing the cunning Meng Que circling and circling again, he simply disguised himself halfway, from the Xuanwu phase to the Vermilion Bird phase. Suzaku flew into the sky and looked at the world, so that Meng Que had nowhere to hide, no matter which way he fled, he could be blocked in time.

As soon as he got closer, his form immediately came to use. For a while, the combination of "Winning General" and "White Tiger", and another combination of "Flying Fish" and "All Beings", anyway, the tricks are strange, and Meng Que is dazzled. Many of the physiognomy techniques used by Qian Zhan were something he had never seen before.

Under the resistance, there were a few more colors on his body, but fortunately, the wound was not very serious, and only a trace of blood flowed.

At this time, Qian Zhan changed his tactics again, from the "Supreme Law Phase" to the "Monkey King Phase". The monkey is good at stealing peaches, it is an excellent physiognomy to bully and attack, as soon as the physiognomy is formed, Qian Zhan's right paw rushed out, and fiercely grabbed Meng Que's lower yin.

Meng Que felt a chill in his heart, and hurriedly retreated. But Qian Zhan chased after him all the way, and he couldn't get rid of it.

Murong Rong, who was sitting on the side and smoking leisurely, suddenly took a long puff of cigarette, slowly sucked and vomited, and while watching the play with his eyes half-open, he didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, and said: "The way to capture the dragon is to transform the real with the virtual, seek the truth in the virtual, and turn the real into the virtual." First of all, if you want to be a dragon catcher, you must be bold and careful, and your heart must not hesitate. ”

When Qian Zhan heard it in his ears, he felt inexplicable, so he didn't pay attention to it so much. And Meng Que heard it in his ears, but suddenly seemed to think of something. The picture in his mind suddenly took a rapid turn, and the pictures of the previous hands with the Murong family were reflected one by one. Suddenly, he had a heart, and his steps stopped suddenly. His hands spread across like nets, and he suddenly waved them crosswise.

Qian Zhan was about to penetrate Meng Que's body from the back in one fell swoop, but suddenly he made such a strange move. Suddenly, Meng Que's open hands were like a big fishing net, and now that he had been encircled by him, a kind of pressure suddenly rose, and he felt very strange: "What kind of kung fu is this?" ”

Murong Jue, who was sitting on the side smoking a cigarette, saw Meng Que like this, smiled slightly, nodded, and continued intentionally or unintentionally: "If you want to be captured, you will be caught first, and if you want to be captured, you will be captured first." If you want left, you will go out of right, and if you want right, you will go left. ”

Murong Jue said inexplicably, Qian Zhan was so upset when he heard it, and immediately scolded: "Murong Jue, what are you scaring and yelling in your mouth? ”

When Meng Que heard his words, his hands changed again, and slowly, the net interwoven by his hands became denser and wider.

Murong Jue smiled and said: "This is a park, don't you kid allow Lao Tzu to speak?" ”

Qian Zhan snorted coldly, and because he couldn't help him, he had to transfer his anger to Meng Que. At this time, the combination of physiognomy was strange and overturned, although the blow to Meng Que was quite embarrassing, but he himself also suffered one or two minor injuries in this attack.

At this time, Murong Jue raised his eyebrows and asked Meng Que in a long voice, "Meng family boy, who taught you those hands?" ”

Meng Que replied: "It's not that someone taught, but I taught myself to draw a gourd in the same way." ”

"Hehe, self-taught? You're a fucking genius. Murong Jue laughed, shook his head, and said, "I can't think of it, I can't think of it, the Murong family's peerless learning has not been able to practice to Zhenfeng in the hands of his juniors, but he has been practiced to such an extent by a person with a foreign surname from you, alas, how good would it be if your kid was a member of the Murong family?" ”

After he finished this emotion, he suddenly asked Qian Zhan again: "Qian family boy, do you know what kind of kung fu he just used?" ”

Qian Zhan snorted coldly and said, "It's just Er'er, it's my business, it's all unpopular kung fu anyway." ”

"Yo, that's a big breath. This kung fu, even if you want to learn the five old immortals of your Qian family, you actually call it 'unpopular'? Murong Jue smiled self-deprecatingly and said, "Okay, since you look down on this kung fu, then I will borrow the hand of the Meng family boy to let you taste the power of this kung fu." ”

As he spoke, he shook the cigarette in his hand, as if he had shaken off the ashes on the cigarette butt, and then said in a long and leisurely voice: "Meng family boy, Lao Tzu is quite interested tonight, so I will make an exception to teach you a few words of mental wisdom, you listen carefully——"

Meng Queqi's mind was tightened, and his ears were almost pricked up.

Listen to Murong Jue slowly recited: "The art of capturing the dragon lies in capturing the heart, and those who can capture the heart will be able to capture the dragon......"

He said a lot of words, and Meng Que was so fascinated by it that he wrote them all down. It is also a practical test while memorizing.

Qian Zhan felt that this martial art was very strange from the beginning, and compared with the Qian family's "Donkey Kong Divine Power", it almost had its own merits. It's just that he refused to admit it in his mouth, and after Meng Que was instructed by Murong Jue, his moves became more and more sharp and weird, and he finally had to be convinced, and blurted out: "What kind of kung fu is this?" ”

Murong Jue laughed and said proudly: "Idiot, since I am a member of the Murong clan, the kung fu I taught him is of course "Eighteen Hands of Dragon Capture", haven't you ever seen it?" ”

Qian Zhan's face changed, to be honest, he had indeed never seen the Murong clan's "Eighteen Hands of Catching the Dragon", and immediately his caution couldn't help but increase a few points: "It turns out ...... This is the legendary "Eighteen Hands of the Dragon"? ”