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Nan Murong faced North Xiao Feng. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The two of them are like floating shadows, staggered, and the battle is in a mess, the more Murong Fu fights, the more frightened he becomes, he has been taught by the Immortal Dao, and he has been dormant for several years, he is expected to soar into the sky, and today he used all his strength, and he couldn't resist Xiao Feng's thirty heavy hands, and the horror in his heart can be imagined!

Xiao Feng fought to the fullest, and finally could understand that Su Liu was lonely on the cliff of Dali Tiandu, and the sound of the long whistle was endless: "Today, I can get rid of Su Liu without reservation and fight with all my strength, and there is only the peerless hero Yan Nantian, you take my last palm, the flying dragon is in the sky!" ”

Suddenly, Xiao Feng's body had jumped up from the ground, swept into the sky more than ten zhang high, and the whole person seemed to have turned into a divine dragon outside the sky, falling sharply from the sky, and his hair was upside down, and the divine power was awe-inspiring, and he could not be violated.

Murong Fu's qi had gradually dissipated at this time, his feet were submerged in the ground, until he reached his knees, he used his domineering true qi to shake Xiao Feng's Xuan Gong, and he was the one who suffered. Xiao Feng is like a nobody, but his tiger's mouth has been cracked, and he knows which is higher and lower at first sight.

When this palm came out, his heart sank, knowing that he couldn't catch this palm, he only said: "I hate that I have been planning for so many years, and in the end I am not defeated by Xiao Feng, the thief who is spurned by ten thousand people, and what do you say about the great cause of restoring the country, I have no face to live in this world, I am really ashamed of my ancestors, and I have no shame to see my ancestors and ancestors!"

At this time, Murong Fu's face was pale and terrible, and he was disheartened, so he simply closed his eyes and waited for death, but in the next moment, he felt that his body was light and floating, as if he was slightly sideways by a breeze like a round energy, but this strength made him deviate a few feet away.

Then, there was a boom in his ears, and Xiao Feng's palm fell into the air and hit the ground of Shicai.

Everyone exclaimed, and Murong Fu also had a strange feeling of familiarity and strangeness in his heart, and shouted, "Which senior saved me!" ”

Xiao Feng's last palm power sent out in the air was not trivial, it was the convergence of the palm power of several dragon descending divine palms, with his skill, it was enough to split the mountains and seas, but at this time, the energy was divided into two halves, half of it was unloaded into the ground, and the other half was given to a person Ling Xuan to exert force, and he was sent back again.

The palm strength of this Dragon Descending Divine Palm returned, Xiao Feng was shocked in his heart, and he spun around in the air to catch this palm, but he took a few steps back and shouted: "Dou Zhuan Xingxing? ”

In the way of the other, give back to the other.

This is the real Dou Zhuan Xing, although Murong Fu knows the profound meaning of this martial art, but a martial art must have a deep internal strength as the foundation, his skills are pure and domineering, and he is not inferior to Ding Chunqiu, but after all, he is inferior to Xiao Feng Rong Wuyazi and himself, the two peerless masters who have cultivated all their lives in such horror, it is because he used this kung fu to borrow strength in front of Xiao Feng, in fact, he suffered from it.

In other words, a wooden barrel filled with water can fill a large bucket of water, but it cannot contain the turbulence of the rivers and seas.

At this time, Xiao Feng and Murong Fu were extremely fast, and they had unconsciously fought to the depths of the bamboo forest, out of everyone's sight, and the two of them turned their eyes in unison and looked in the same direction between the bamboo forests, which was where the mysterious man shot.

The mysterious man rescued Murong Fu, and he didn't mean to hide his figure, and the gray shadow flashed in the bamboo forest, and there was a gray-clothed man with a gray scarf cover.

The gray-clothed man turned Xiao Feng's several dragon palm forces back, and his body just shook, and then stood still, showing his abysmal and condensed bearing.

Murong Fu clenched his fists and said respectfully: "Thank you for the kindness of your predecessors, and please show me your true face, Murong will reciprocate." ”

The gray-clothed man ignored Murong Fu, only stared at Xiao Feng and said with a smile: "Hey, it turns out that you have even practiced the Yijin Sutra, which is very good." ”

His voice was old, but he was full of energy, and his eyesight was higher, and he could see through at a glance that the root of Xiao Feng's body was the Buddhist qi.

At this time, Xiao Feng used the true power of the whole body to experience a big war, and the two true forces were faintly combined, and the Yi Jin was washed and refined into the bones, and it had already dispersed into his whole body, making him seem to have faded away from the shell, and the Northern Shengong would flow to the twelve heavens, condense the true qi, and be incomparable.

Xiao Feng's heart moved, and said: This person is mysteriously tight, does it have anything to do with that man in black?

It's just that before he could ask, Murong Fu asked first: "Senior, how can you make my Murong family's Dou Xing shift?" ”

When he asked this, his voice trembled, and his body shook violently, as if he had seen a ghost alive.

There are only two and a half people in this world who know the martial arts of Douzhuan Xingxing, one is him, the other is Su Liu, and the remaining half is his father, only because he died early, it is only half of it.

This person's body and voice are very different from Suliu's, and listening to his voice and appearance, I can conclude that this is a monk, and it can't be Suliu anyway.

The gray-clothed monk's eyes under the gray scarf were like lightning flashes, and he smiled lightly: "I have been friends with your father in the past, and I have also verified each other's martial arts. ”

didn't get the answer he wanted, Murong Fu felt a faint sense of loss in his heart, and said dejectedly: "What the seniors taught us is that we are lost, thank you seniors for coming to the rescue." ”

The gray-clothed monk sneered: "You can't even practice your own family's martial arts, what other martial arts have you practiced?" ”

Murong Fu's face changed, and he said: "The predecessors don't know that my Xuangong has not yet reached the time of true success, if I achieve Xuangong, only Xiao Feng is definitely not an opponent." ”

Xiao Feng glanced at him, and then sneered: "If you practice for another hundred years, you will definitely not be my opponent." ”

Murong Fu dared to be angry but didn't dare to speak, but the gray-clothed old monk said: "No matter how high your martial arts are, if your heart is not tempered, it will be difficult to become a great weapon after all." ”

"I think you Murong family ancestors are so heroic, far away there are Murong Chui Beiba guns and guns to pick the north and south, ranking among the top of the nine grades, and there are also Murong Longcheng nearby, creating such immortal miracles as fighting and turning stars, you are just a little frustrated, you want to cut yourself and abandon the world, so self-indulgent, how can you achieve great things?"

Although the gray-clothed old monk did not say it explicitly, but the listener had a heart, Murong Fu's body was shocked, and he couldn't help but look up, it was like an empowerment, his heart suddenly brightened, and he thought: What this master said is really good, this road to restoration is extremely difficult, and it will never be smooth sailing, just Xiao Feng, what is the road? (To be continued.) )