The most famous martial arts in contemporary martial arts are the eighteen palms of the dragon and the turning of the stars, which is even inferior to the Shaolin Yijin Sutra and the seventy-two stunts.

Although the Dali Duan Clan's Six Veins Divine Sword can be called the world's first swordsmanship, it is precisely because it is too tall that the people in the Duan Clan are almost unable to practice, and ordinary people in the rivers and lakes have never even heard of it.

When it comes to the eighteen palms of the dragon descending and the stars shifting, we have to mention the representative figures of these two martial arts.

Qiao Feng in the north, Murong in the south.

The former is not mentioned for the time being, but the so-called "Nan Murong" does not refer to Murong Fu alone.

How can a mere Murong Fu break into the reputation of "Southern Murong"? This name has been laid by the Gusu Murong clan for several generations in the past 150 years, and the prestige is within reach, and the masters of black and white are all very fearful.

In the way of others, give back to others!

For many people in the rivers and lakes, these eight words are like a magic barrier.

But any martial artist who has fought on the rivers and lakes, even if he doesn't think that Murong Clan's Fighting Star Shift is an invincible magic skill in the world, but who can deny that this peerless art is indeed wonderful and dazzling, and few people can match it throughout the ages.

Now this brilliant science in the history of martial arts has only ended up with a "good" evaluation?

Murong Bo was secretly annoyed, but he sneered in his mouth: "What kind of fighting stars, Gusu Murong? I'm afraid you've mistaken someone! ”

Wang Dong was noncommittal, and said indifferently: "Oh, really, isn't it? ”

The figure shot at the lightning, and an invisible finger force pierced through the void, and the scattered snow powder and scattered wood chips were all rolled by this finger force, and merged into the energy, as if turning into a finger sword formed by the condensation of snow powder and wood chips. Attack and kill in an instant.

Murong Bo's eyes flickered. Then I felt chills all over my body. I only felt that there was no place in my body that was not shrouded by this sharp and killing finger power, and under the sympathy of qi and machine, even the true qi around my body could not help but give birth to a slight feeling of condensation.

It's just incredible.

Murong Bo's heart was extremely ridiculous, but he was shocked but not confused, he was slammed down, and in the snowflakes scattered, his body retreated violently, and at the same time, his hands bloomed like lotus flowers. Heavy energy diffused out.

Between the changes in the moves, his wishful changing fingers were like a rainstorm, and they were also blocked with the power of their air-breaking fingers.

Bobobo!!

The sound of shattering layers of bubbles continued, and Murong Bo's blockade was like residual snow exposed to the scorching sun, collapsing and melting inch by inch.

The silky energy invaded from Murong Bo's palms, and in an instant, it rushed into his eight veins of the Qi Sutra, rushing in all directions in his body, eroding.

"Humph!"

Murong Bo snorted and put his five fingers together. It has turned into a fist, and its fists are raised like a storm. It was like a Dharma protector arhat under the Buddha's throne waving a pestle, and a surging force struck out.

Vedric pestle!

This Shaolin stunt is under the envoy of Murong Bo, it is extremely powerful, fierce, and aggressive, and it seems to have the power to destroy the city.

The sound of rolling wind and thunder rolled out.

Murong Bo roared, the dragon roared, the wind and clouds gathered, and the next moment, it was like a thunderbolt exploding in the void, setting off layers of snow waves.

But in the face of this thunderbolt and thunderbolt blow, Wang Dong still did not change his color, and pressed it flat with one palm.

This palm was ordinary, it looked like it was like a soft wave, without any superfluous changes, and it was far inferior to Murong Bo's blow of wind and thunder anger in terms of degree and power.

But this palm is so mysterious, with Murong Bo's ability, it is difficult to see all the mysteries and wonders of this palm.

This work may be ordinary when used elsewhere, but at this time, it is really an antelope hanging horns, and there is no trace to be found, which can be called a wonderful and amazing one.

In an instant, the palm of Wang's hand had already passed through the fist, without the slightest block, and a blow was imprinted on Murong Bo's chest.

The latter roared angrily, but his figure rose up by Wang Dong's blow, and the man was still in mid-air, his arms fluttered, and he flew out like a great eagle.

He's on the run!

Murong Bo is not a fledgling stunned young man, his experience is rich beyond the imagination of ordinary people, just a few breaths of fighting, he already knows that the opponent's martial arts have reached the level of unfathomable, if he doesn't leave, I'm afraid that he will really be planted here today.

Therefore, he immediately made a decision, and with the power of Wang Dong's palm, he rushed out like lightning, and he couldn't suppress the injury in his chest, and all his real strength exploded, and under all his strength, his whole person was like a hurricane, and in the blink of an eye, he had rushed out more than ten miles away.

More than ten miles away.

Murong Bo didn't feel the other party chasing after him, he breathed a sigh of relief, and then his eyebrows and eyes twitched, this situation must be a must, a mouthful of real strength immediately leaked out, and the injury on his chest exploded.

Wow! Murong Bo opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, staining his face with a bloody red cloth, he was shocked and angry in his heart, and even more shocked: "Who is this person?" With a body of martial arts, even the old man is beyond the reach of the dust, when did such a big master appear on the rivers and lakes? ”

Gusu Murong Clan collected the world's martial arts, and Murong Bo knew all the martial arts in the world, but at this time, in retrospect, the other party made three shots with a snap of his fingers, each time it was just the most ordinary move, mediocre, but it was so wonderful at the time, and whether it was an increase or a subtraction, it would lose its color.

It's just that even if Murong Bo wants to break his head, he can't think of the origin of the other party's martial arts, and when he was contemplating it, he only heard a voice say leisurely: "Mr. Murong is coming so slowly, this seat has been waiting here for a long time." ”

This voice was calm and indifferent, but it fell on Murong Bo's ears but it was not inferior to a thunderbolt, and the mind that had just calmed down was unbalanced again.

He looked up in shock, but saw a giant tree twenty or thirty feet tall sitting on the crown of a giant tree with a wine jug in his hand, drinking wine leisurely.

It was only at this time that Murong Bo really saw Wang Dong's face clearly.

Although his face was covered with gray cloth, his eyes were already shining with an indiscorutable look of shock, and if anyone knew how to read minds, he would surely see in his eyes the words "He is so young".

Rao is Murong Bo made a lot of guesses, and it was still difficult to hide his surprise at this time, because in his speculation, no matter what the option was, the opponent should be an old monster, and the person in front of him was obviously not.

Although martial arts have reached a high and profound level, and it is by no means vain to be old and young, but the breath cannot deceive people, and on Wang Dong's body, Murong Bo cannot see the slightest breath of old age.

At this time, Murong Bo stopped running away, just because he had thought very clearly, the other party was playing with him with a cat-and-mouse mentality, and running away was just humiliating himself.

After pondering for a moment, Murong Bo calmed down and said in a deep voice: "Dare to ask who is the master?" The old man asked himself that he had never offended you, why did he block my way and force each other hard? (To be continued......)

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