Meng Asan was in a cold sweat, although he was not injured, he still had palpitations. I have always heard that dragon capture is the highest mastery in the world, and even the beggar gang to descend the dragon eighteen palms is also a foreign method of dragon capture, but now that I have really seen it, I know how terrible this dragon capture skill is.

"That move just now is a heaven-breaking hand?"

Zhao Yougong nodded slightly, and Meng Asan smiled wryly, since the death of Elder Song of the Beggar Gang, no one has learned the Dragon Capture Skill, and he never thought that he would see one today. I heard that Qiao Feng had also learned to capture the dragon, but I hadn't heard that he could use the trick of breaking the sky.

Catching the dragon is a unique skill in the world, but it is also limited by internal forces. In the past, Zhao Yougong didn't dare to use the sky-breaking hand lightly, because it was too exhausting. Ever since he truly comprehended the essence of the Flame Palm that night, he had learned the truth that the internal force was inexhaustible. Break the sky and try your best to come out, and then concentrate on retracting the internal force, so as to avoid the problem of unsustainable strength. Just that move to break the sky, it is really amazing, but the pain in it is only known to himself, although there is a flame palm on his body, but that move still makes him a little angry, it seems that before the flame palm is completed, this move to break the sky is still used sparingly.

"What's the matter, do you want to keep fighting?"

Wen Lao Wu smiled, but did not answer, at such a point, Murong Fu would still let them go?

"Third brother, today you and my brother will have to learn this dragon capture mastery, even if you die, you will not die unjustly!"

Meng Asan frowned and nodded, his right hand was lowered, and he saw that as soon as his palm was turned over, there was a little more cold in his hand. It was a strange weapon, it looked like an awl, only thinner and longer than an awl.

Zhao Yougong stood with his eyebrows condensed. Don't dare to relax at all. Wen Lao Wu and Meng Asan shouted violently. His chest and abdomen bulged, his hands pushed violently, and a huge force swept towards Zhao Yougong. It turned out to be a heart-shattering palm, Zhao Yougong was surprised in his heart, took a step back with his right leg, and propped up his arms to meet this huge force.

Destroy the palm, outside the internal force. It is the creation of the Yinshan Gate School in the Western Regions, although it is outside the internal force, it can destroy the heart and take the sword to the side, and take the limit of the internal strength of the human body as the key, so this kung fu hurts others and hurts oneself. Even Xue Chaozheng, the patriarch of Yinshan Gate, did not dare to use it lightly, Yinshan destroyed the heart, and it could be easily practiced, but it would not be used lightly. In some ways, the Heart-Destroying Palm and the Seven Wounds Fist are very similar, and the internal force is not deep. I can still practice, but I can use it to hurt people by 1,000 and damage 800. Evil kung fu like this is not eye-catching in the Central Plains martial arts.

Zhao Yougong hated Ah Zhu a little, if it weren't for Ah Zhu, a stinky girl, why would Meng Asan and Wen Lao Wu have to work so hard? It's good now, even the heart-destroying palm has been used.

Exhaling wildly, Zhao Yougong closed his mouth, the internal force was concentrated in the dantian, feeling the coming force, he took both hands as palms, pushed forward, and then pulled his body back, at this time he felt that the two heart-destroying palms were all on the palm, making him feel unbearable pain. Recalling the Dragon Capture Skill and the Flame Palm Technique in his heart, he closed his eyes tightly, suddenly his palms turned downward, and then the whole person spun twice like a spinning top. At this time, Zhao Yougong had a completely different feeling, and the force that made him extremely uncomfortable became lighter and lighter, like two ribbons circling around his body.

The dragon capture gong is divided into three stages, at the beginning of the air to take things, dismantling the gravitational force; After that, control the external force and use it for your own use; Cultivate to the deepest level, which can complement each other inside and outside, and combine rigidity and softness.

In the past, Zhao Yougong practiced dragon capture skills for so long, and he was only able to take things in the air and get a glimpse of the skin. To this day, I can comprehend some ways of control, which is also from the Flame Palm of the Teacher. If it weren't for the fact that he understood the way of force retraction when he cultivated the Flame Palm, he still didn't know what true control was. Martial arts in the world, different paths to the same end, but how many people can really comprehend a deeper level?

Dragon Capture is too difficult to practice, especially the deep internal strength has already excluded many people. Because it is difficult to practice, so the beggar gang according to the idea of the external force method of capturing the dragon, has studied another set of martial arts "Twenty-eight palms of the dragon", and then Qiao Feng repaired the dragon gong, according to his own experience, the twenty-eight palms of the dragon were simplified, and there were today's eighteen palms of the dragon.

In the final analysis, the way of the power of the Flame Palm is similar to the way of the power of the Eighteen Palms of the Descending Dragon, the only difference is that the Eighteen Palms of the Descending Dragon focus on external forces, and the Flame Palms focus on complementarity between inside and outside.

Zhao Yougong wanted to use the dragon capture power control method "Dragon Sucking Hand", and he had used this trick before, but it was just a simple take, and it was the first time to absorb external force like today, but fortunately, he had added a lot of experience in cultivating the Flame Palm, and now that he used it, although he was a little uncomfortable, he would not be too flustered.

Zhao Yougong felt more and more relaxed, but the three people outside were another thought, at this time, Zhao Yougong's body leaned slightly, his robe bulged slightly, and the surging force continued, forming a strong air current, and there was a rustling sound from time to time.

"Third brother, go up together and do him!"

Wen Lao Wu had cold sweat on his forehead, this Murong Fu was too terrifying, and he couldn't hurt him in the slightest bit. Also, how exactly does he unload? Could it be that this is also a move in Dragon Snatching Gong?

Meng Asan gritted his teeth, nodded violently, and the two of them quickened their pace and shot over like lightning.

Feeling that the two forces were becoming more and more stable in his hands, Zhao Yougong opened his eyes fiercely, his hands were facing each other, his wrists were pressed together, and he pushed outward suddenly.

The ferocious force was like a dragon, and the dragon brushed against the ground, the branches trembled, and the blades of grass murmured, and the sound was like the roar of a dragon.

There was still a distance of two zhang away, and Meng Asan already felt the pain in his cheeks, like a cold wind flying against his face. With a loud shout, Meng Asan retracted his legs and jumped to the side suddenly, only to feel a sharp force grazing his right arm, and the robe in his right hand shattered, revealing the slightly reddened flesh inside.

"Boom", turning around, an elm tree behind him has broken backwards.

Hey, this Murong Fu's skills are terrifying!

Meng Asan was still shocked, Zhao Yougong had already deceived him, the strange metal awl rotated violently, Zhao Yougong dodged his face sideways, and pushed Meng Asan's wrist with the dragon grab, and his right hand changed his fist to a palm, and cut it down fiercely. Meng Asan was also good, and when he felt his right hand tremble, he bowed down. The arm dropped. Thankfully, that's what happened. It took a lot of effort to dodge, otherwise the right arm would be gone.

It was King Kong, Meng Asan trembled, and he felt that the possibility of surviving was too small. At this time, he also had a doubt in his heart, was this young man really Murong Fu? Even if Murong Fu knew how to learn Shaolin, it would be impossible for him to practice Vajra Prajna to such a degree.

Wen Lao Wu was a little anxious, seeing that Meng Asan was about to die on the spot. His heart moved, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly stopped his feet and threw himself towards Azhu not far away. Ah Zhu didn't expect Wen Lao Wu to give up Zhao Yougong and pounce on herself, she knew that she was not Wen Lao Wu's opponent, so she hurriedly panicked and wanted to dodge, Ah Zhu wanted to dodge, but Wen Lao Wu wouldn't give her a chance, only to see Wen Lao Wu holding his right hand. With a flick of his backhand, several silver needles flew towards Azhu. It's late at night. Although there is moonlight, a few silver needles are too small, and Ah Zhu does not have the same eyesight as Zhao Yougong, so he catches his eyes without paying attention.

With a muffled snort, his body shook, and Wen Lao Wu had also been killed, his left hand clenched into a fist, and his right hand poked directly into Azhu's chest. A huge force penetrated through his heart, and Azhu's petite body floated backwards like a kite with a broken string.

"Childe save me"

Ah Zhu felt that her whole body was about to fall apart, her chest was as painful as a knife, blood was constantly spilling from the corners of her mouth, she was like a weak bird, in front of this Wen Lao Wu, she couldn't resist at all.

Are you going to die? When he was dying, Ah Zhu's eyes peeled off, and tears slowly soaked through his clothes, so he died like this, he was really unwilling. Looking at Wen Lao Wu with a hideous face, Ah Zhu closed his eyes tightly, but what he thought of in his heart was that person.

"Childe!"

The same two words, but not a person, the former son's surname was Murong, and now the son's surname is Zhao.

When she was dying, her heart was full of that Zhao Yougong.

The spring breeze in the forest is raging, there is no mildness, and under the cold moonlight, this piece of Yulin is like a hell. Zhao Yougong raised his hand and wanted to take Meng Asan's life, when he heard a cry in his ears, the corners of his eyes skimmed, and he felt anxious in his heart. is a good Wen Lao Wu, at this time, he can still think of encircling Wei to save Zhao, knowing that it is a plan, but he has to abandon Meng Asan.

Transporting light skills, connecting the dots with both feet, and there is a distance of six or seven zhang, Zhao Yougong stretched out his right hand, which was a move to break the sky. A huge force that overwhelmed the mountains and seas roared towards Wen Lao Wu, Wen Lao Wu seemed to have long eyes behind his back, and as soon as he let go, the force rushed towards Ah Zhu. It's just that unexpectedly, the force traveled a few minutes in front of Ah Zhu, and then suddenly returned the same way. At this time, Wen Lao Wu opened his mouth and couldn't close it for a long time, what kind of kung fu is this

When the force was withdrawn, the people arrived, and as soon as they copied Azhu on the ground, they protected her in their arms. Wen Lao Wu took a few steps back, but turned around and yelled, "Third brother, go quickly"

"Old Five!"

"Let's go, this person is not Murong Fu, let's go"

Wen Lao Wu's words also verified Meng Asan's suspicions, and he knew that Lao Wu stayed at this time to drag this young man with his life. Meng Asan stared deeply, slapped the ground with his left hand, and his body rushed towards the depths of the Yulin.

Put Azhu on the ground, Zhao Yougong didn't say much, and went straight to Wen Lao Wu, at this time Wen Lao Wu was already distracted, where could he stop Zhao Yougong's ruthless attack. There was a slight flaw, and Zhao Yougong took off his shoulders with a hand, seeing that Zhao Yougong wanted to use light skills to chase Meng Asan, Wen Lao Wu was also ruthless enough, and he actually threw himself on the ground and hugged Zhao Yougong's leg tightly.

Sure enough, it was a deep brotherhood, Zhao Yougong admired Wen Lao Wu, but he had to kill him, his right hand flipped, and the flame palm slapped directly under his body, Wen Lao Wu only felt that his back and chest were as if they were burned dry by the flames, and he wailed in pain, and then his hands were loosened, and he was silent.

was blocked by Wen Lao Wu, and it was impossible to catch up with Meng Asan again, Zhao Yougong kicked Wen Lao Wu's body away, wanting to see Ah Zhu's situation. Just raised his feet, he saw something exposed in Wen Lao Wu's arms, lowered his body and took it out, it was actually a letter, stuffed the letter into his arms, and groped around Wen Lao Wu again, and after making sure that there was nothing else, he walked towards Azhu.

Azhu leaned against the elm tree, his lips had turned dark blue from the blood loss. At this time, Ah Zhu had lost consciousness, muttering to himself, Zhao Yougong hugged Ah Zhu to take a look, and saw that the blood had turned black, so he scolded in his heart, the silver needle was poisonous.

Zhao Yougong looked for Wen Lao Wu again, but nothing appeared. I don't know what kind of poison Azhu is, if you want to save her, you can only look at the will of God.

Holding the unconscious Azhu ran out of Yulin, waiting to return to the inn, Zhao Yougong woke up the shopkeeper.

"Shopkeeper, prepare a bucket of hot water!"

"Guest officer, it's so late, and you still have to wash yourself?" The shopkeeper asked in a daze, but was glared at by Zhao Yougong, "Don't ask more, the money is indispensable to you." ”

As he spoke, he took out a Jiaozi from his body, looked at this Jiaozi, and the shopkeeper still had the slightest complaint, and happily went to prepare hot water.

Ah Zhu lay quietly on the couch, but Zhao Yougong frowned, he didn't know if he could save Ah Zhu by doing this, but other than that, there was no other way.

The moonlight is beautiful, illuminating the entire courtyard, and the spring breeze is fluttering, but it is not the fragrance of chrysanthemums. (To be continued!)

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