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Xuzhu has already understood the truth of Luohan boxing, and he is weak at the moment and does not dare to turn back, his face is shy, and he hurriedly withdraws his fists, his ten fingers are expanded, and his steps change in a moment, and suddenly Shaolin's 'Wei Tuo palm' method is displayed.

Ding Yilang smiled, palm-to-palm, and the momentum also turned around in a moment, and the same move was used, and there was a quick fight in an instant, and the hands and feet were mixed like numbness, and the virtual seal swayed.

Xuzhu frowned, he didn't understand why Murong Fu also knew this exercise, even better than him, when he used it, it was like a pinch, far easier than him, Xuzhu didn't believe it in his heart, even changing other Shaolin exercises were Shaolin's martial arts paths, but they were all counterattacked back by Ding Yi with the same moves, and the moves were far farther than him.

At this moment, not to mention Xuzhu's suspicion, even the onlookers are also marveling at the heritage of the Gusu family, Wang Yuyan frowned, for her, she knows it when she returns to Shishui Pavilion, Luohan Boxing, Wei Tuozhang, Shaolin Changquan, these are okay, some collections, but why even Shaolin rarely practices like fire and pure Pranya Palm also has the essence from itself, which is no less than the personal guidance of Shaolin monks.

"Save it!"

Suddenly, Ding Yi saw that Xuzhu was gaining momentum, and finally couldn't help but shout, and said: "I know a lot more Shaolin kung fu than you, and I'm ashamed to change your free school kung fu!" ”

Ding Yi frowned, thinking that he had been in Shaolin in the Condor World for no less than three months. I haven't been to any place in Shaolin Temple. If it weren't for the face of the sweeping monk. It is impossible to say that he even lived in the Scripture Pavilion, and he didn't bother to toss a few ordinary exercises, but this person was still tireless.

Xuzhu scratched his head, and immediately put back the prepared Fuhu fist, to be honest, don't look at the fast change he just made, in fact, this Shaolin Kung Fu. He only has a few fights, if he finishes this Fuhu fist, he really won't have anything to fight.

Thinking of this, the momentum of the void bamboo suddenly changed, and the strength that was still calm just now dissipated in a moment, and the hands also poked out at this moment, the left wrist bone was pressed down, the thumb and the middle finger of the index finger were connected, and the right hand stretched out and put the five fingers together. It seems that the palm is not the palm, and the body is in the momentum. Slowly exudes an elegant momentum, like flowing clouds, giving people the illusion that the other party will dance in the wind at any time.

Ding Yi smiled at the corner of his mouth, this is it, Tianshan folds plum hands?

Good! Since he is famous, he doesn't know his strength, since you can show your real skills, then I, Murong Fu, will let you see the stars of my Murong family.

This thought together, Ding Yi held out his left hand, the strength was recovered, and in a moment a rolling air flow was distributed in front of him, which was slowly flowing according to a rotating order, at this time, Ding Yi's left leg rotated back, and the rustling sound of friction sounded under his feet, as if giving the air flow a code, the long arc just fell on the soles of his feet, and the air flow on his chest seemed to be stimulated, and the speed of rotation instantly increased by two times.

Xuzhu's face darkened, reaching his level, any wind and grass flow in his heart, he and Ding Yi are so close, how can he not know the changes in Ding Yi's body, this kind of air flow may not be easy to detect for others, but how can he not know, even he follows the dust swirling in the air, and knows the direction of the air flow in front of Ding Yi.

"What kung fu?" Xuzhu muttered secretly, faintly made his whole body hairy by Ding Yi's momentum, especially the corners of the other party's sneering mouth, which made him a little uneasy.

At this time, Ding Yi's face flashed, and Xuzhu couldn't hold back his anger, he shouted, his footsteps were shaking, like a lotus leaf swinging in the wind, and his body seemed to be chaotic, but it was a subtle light exercise method on display, and in the blink of an eye, he was in front of Ding Yi.

In the panic of everyone, a right-handed knife slashed out in front of his chest, leaned and shook to the left, and the left hand grabbed Ding Yi's waist to grab it, attacking its vital point, two moves and two styles, with the light work under the feet, whether it is strength, strength, technique, footwork, all are seamless, even to the extreme!

"What a freelance!" Ding Yi secretly admired, such a peerless light skill was not much better than the Ling Bo microstep under Duan Yu's feet.

Seeing that the hand knife had arrived, a faint sharp qi rushed out of the opponent's hand blade, and Ding Yi roared back: "Let's eat you with a knife." ”

This sentence made everyone who listened to it confused.

At this moment, Ding Yi's left hand stretched out his palm and pressed towards the left side of Xuzhu, and in a moment, suddenly the empty door was exposed, and Ding Yi slapped his palm towards Xuzhu's shoulder bone, as if he was ignoring the upcoming right hand grab.

"Good!" A few anxious people in the crowd shouted, and said that Murong Fu was missing his right arm and it was difficult to parry the Void Palace Lord, because there was a strong joy in his voice, and he didn't have time to wonder why Murong Fu was suddenly so reckless, but what made them stunned was that such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, the Void Palace Master actually missed it in vain, and slapped him stupidly.

Pedal Pedal Ped

The sound of three footsteps suddenly made everyone sigh three times, and when they saw Xuzhu's body being taken a few steps back, they secretly screamed that it was a pity, but they felt that Xuzhu was too merciful, how could such a good opportunity be unbearable at a critical moment for capturing a wicked person like Murong Fu?

The women were also frightened and anxious, on the way they came, the palace master said that he would avenge the injury of the two daughters of Meizhu, how did they get to now, and they were soft-hearted?

Not to mention that everyone was surprised, Xuzhu didn't have a hard time, his eyebrows furrowed at the moment, and he even looked at his thick hands in a daze, seeing that the envoy was no different from before, and he was a little relieved. It's just that he couldn't understand why the strength of his right hand was inaccurate when he just stretched out the knife, so he stupidly bumped into his right hand and didn't say anything, and his left hand was wrapped around his right hand just now, and he was slapped in vain.

Xuzhu frowned, pressed his head melon seeds, it was impossible to understand it clearly, his right hand rubbed on the shoulder bone, abandoned his thoughts at the moment, and began to move the true qi of the North Soul inside, screamed angrily, and folded his hand in Tianshan Mountain, turning into one hand and two swords, and instantly a dazzling offensive Huo Huo hit Ding Yi, hitting left and right, both hands did not interfere with each other, and there was a faint Zhou Botong's left and right fighting technique.

Ding Yi was surprised, suppressed the similar doubts in his heart, and stepped forward with his left hand in a moment, and the Qiankun Great Shift Force was launched, blocking the opponent's finger sword with one hand, and the sharp force was moved away at the moment, and he slapped it out with a palm.

Xuzhu had long been taboo about the action just now, and when he just felt that his right hand was wrong, his left hand hurriedly rescued, but what surprised him was that his right hand actually hit his outstretched left hand in a moment, and saw Ding Yi's left palm follow, and it was too late to dodge.

Boom!

This time, it was hit by the chest, and the strength was far greater than just now, although Xuzhu had the Northern Darkness True Qi to protect the body, but it was also boiled by the surging strength, and his body almost fell to the ground.

"Palace Master!" Everyone was shocked, and at this moment, they all saw that something was wrong, it seemed that it was not their palace master's soft-heartedness at all, but that they were indeed down.

"How is that possible?" Thinking of this question, everyone was frightened, this is Murong Fu who is missing hands, this has to be with both hands, what kind of situation is that?

Everyone sweated like a stream, and Xuzhu, who was close to Ding Yi, finally rubbed his chest and asked, "What kind of kung fu are you?" ”

The voice was not small, and Xuzhu did not lower it, and in the silent crowd, his ears suddenly pricked up.

"Gusu - Dou Turns the Stars!"

Ding Yi's face was solemn, engraved in the change of color of everyone, his left hand was held out in front of his chest, and his strength went with the wind, at this time, the noisy crowd suddenly shrank their eyes, and all their open mouths forgot to take back, forgetting their own words, only to see a palm-sized broken leaf floating a few inches in front of Ding Yi's chest at the right time, and the movement suddenly stagnated, leaving everyone with an unbelievable picture.

When the flying leaves stagnated in front of Ding Yi's chest, they suddenly flowed slowly, like a stream of water, bent and bent, clinging to the air and shaking, and after a while, when they were about to fall, they went up and back, and their movements were not hurried or slow, and they were slowly circling around Ding Yi, as if they were being pushed by some force, but the most terrifying thing was that Ding Yi's eyelids in front of him were not raised, and his left hand did not move.

"How, how?" Everyone muttered, there is still such a practice in the world? Good as water? Extremely soft to rigid?

This, this is the Gusu family's dou xingxing?

The silent Ding Yi finally spoke: "Monk Hua, if you only have this ability, then let me down!" ”

The voice was not loud, but it clearly reached everyone's ears, and it immediately made the hearts of all sects and factions tremble, and secretly glanced at the flying leaf, seeing that it was not hallucinating, swallowed saliva and thought, if even Xuzhu is not Murong Fu's opponent, then who else can deal with Murong Fu? Everyone looked at Duan Yu who was far away, and frowned again, is it possible, they want to rush up again, but who will be the first?

Seeing that Xuzhu was silent, Ding Yi finally said: "Okay, since that's the case, then I'll let you see, only, the glory that belongs to my Nan Murong, let you know that when Murong Fu lets go of his wish to restore the country, Wulin will be the only overlord of Nan Murong!" After shouting, everyone's hearts seemed to have been hit by a heavy hammer, too arrogant!

As soon as the words fell, Ding Yi wiped his left hand behind him when his momentum rose, and suddenly the red Chaoyang Sword fell into his hand, and when everyone's hearts contracted, he sneered and inserted it into the hard bluestone brick.

Against you, draw your sword? No! Not at all!

At this moment, Ding Yi's body showed an unprecedented self-confidence, arrogant and domineering!

Ding Yi's thin body slowly walked towards Xuzhu, slowly moving forward with an indomitable domineering spirit, his face was sad and joyless, just before reaching Xuzhu a few zhang, his left hand stretched out instantly, and suddenly dozens of palm prints were patted, no one knew how Murong Fu did it, just a blink of an eye, he jumped from dozens of phantoms, and arrived in front of Xuzhu in an instant.

In the courtyard, when Ding Yi handed over his palm, a fierce momentum swept up to the ground, vertical and horizontal, this is a battle belonging to Nan Murong! (To be continued.) )