Chapter 20: Kurong Road

The gray shadow acted treacherously, appeared very abruptly, without warning, and went straight to Xue Nianchu, obviously with a clear goal. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

He's here for Xue Nianchu!

Jiang Ling suddenly changed color, pinched the fist print, and struck out horizontally, his fist was faintly wrapped with a silver-white dragon shadow, and there was a hidden dragon roar, and its momentum was terrifying.

This punch, he was unprepared and almost instinctively bombarded out!

Fist like a dragon, cover the sky!

"Buzz!"

Jiangling's momentum was too strong, so that the gray shadow didn't dare to be careless, he stood still, pushed out a palm with his backhand, and a gray and white force wound out, facing Jiangling's terrifying fist.

"Bang!"

The two of them exchanged lightning strikes, and Jiangling's fist was like a dragon, and the momentum was like a bamboo, directly crushing the gray and white force and blasting it away.

Grey Shadow staggered and shot back.

Obviously, Gray Shadow was defeated by Gangneung and was forced back by a punch.

"The power of the deadwood?"

Jiang Ling glanced at his slightly pale fist, squinted at the gray shadow, and said coldly, "Who are you and why did you make a move?"

The gray shadow revealed his true body, this was a gray-haired young man, his pupils were pale, treacherous and terrifying.

"Withering!" Gray Shadow got up, coughed up blood, and said, "I'm here for the Sycamore Bone." ”

"Sycamore?"

Jiang Ling's eyes froze, "What did you use just now is the power of dead wood?"

Although the gray and white force before was weak, it could corrode and weaken his strength, as if his fist intent had "withered", and that feeling was really weird.

Gangneung had been in Xichuan for many years, and he had seen the world, so he naturally heard the legend about the power of dead wood.

"One year old and one withered!"

Although the gray-haired young man Ku Ming's face was pale, he was very arrogant, he looked down at Jiangling, and said with a sneer: "Since you know the power of the dead wood, you should know where I come from!"

"I'm here for the sycamore bone!" he was very domineering, directly indicating his intention and asking for the sycamore bone.

Gangneung raised an eyebrow.

Nalan Que and Xue Tengkong were stunned, they thought that Jiangling was crazy and obedient, but now they took turns in feng shui, and suddenly a mysterious guy appeared, and he was rampant at Jiangling.

"I bet he has absolutely no idea who Gangneung is. Nalan Que said in a low voice, he believed that if this Kuming knew that the Jiangling in front of him was Xichuan's "Jiang Tanhua", he would never dare to speak so wantonly.

"This person should have some origins. ”

Xue Tengkong nodded slightly, he also felt that this mysterious guy who called himself "withering" was too arrogant, and he was a little too thick.

They were about to leave, but suddenly this incident happened, so they naturally stopped and stopped to watch.

"One year old and one withered ......"

Yan Yu was stunned, a little stunned, and said to herself: "The power of dead wood, the power of withering, one year old and one withered glory...... Did he come from that place?"

As far as she knew, only the cultivators of that place could control the power of withering glory.

"Where is it?" asked Nalan Que.

Xue Tengkong was also quite curious, looking at Yan Yuxi.

Yan Yuxi's beautiful eyes were solemn, and she said in a low voice: "Kurong Dao!"

"Kurong Dao?" The two looked at each other, a little dazed, obviously, they had never heard of the term "Kurong Dao".

"It's an incomparably ancient Dao system. ”

Yan Yuxi explained, "One of the legendary six-wheeled Taoist system, but it has been hiding from the world for a long time, far away from the border, and has long been out of the world......

"Six-Wheel Dao System?" Nalan was shocked by the lack of body shape, and said in a lost voice: "Is it the legendary Six Wheel Dao System?"

Yan Yuxi nodded slightly.

"You know the name of my glorious way, but you have some knowledge. ”

Ku Ming glanced at the three of them, then looked at Jiangling again, and said coldly: "If you know each other, hand over the Wutong bone!"

Obviously, this Ku Ming is proud of the Kurong Dao, thinking that as long as the Kurong Dao comes out, Jiang Ling will definitely not dare to resist more, and will respectfully hand over the Wutong Bone.

"Where did you get the Wutong bone on me?" Jiang Ling squinted and asked, "Did Mu Chu ask you to make a move?"

He boarded the field of life and death, won the sycamore bone from Mu Chu's hands, and then someone raided and snatched it, this matter was really evil, and naturally, he thought of Mu Chu.

"What is Mu Chu, and he deserves to ask me to help?"

Ku Ming smiled disdainfully, and then gritted his teeth and said: "In that Qi Feng Valley, the sycamore bone was originally mine, and that Mu Chu killed me in the air and attacked me before taking it away——"

He paused, and then said: "It's just that I didn't expect him to be a waste material, and he lost to you, even the sycamore bone......"

Jiangling suddenly realized that this withered sound must have come to Nanzhao Mansion with Mu Chu, wanting to wait for an opportunity to recapture the sycamore bone, but there was no right time, so he could only watch himself take the sycamore bone.

Until Yan Yuxi left, he had a momentary loss of consciousness, and when his mind relaxed, he thought that he had found the opportunity and made a decisive move.

"Give me the sycamore bone!" withered Ming's gray-white pupils stared at Jiang Ling, sharp and cold.

"You leave now, I won't kill you. Jiang Ling said lightly.

"You want to kill me?" Ku Ming was stunned for a moment, and laughed angrily, "You are not afraid of my Kurong Dao?"

Jiang Ling smiled and said, "I don't care who you are or where you come from, as long as you are sure that you are here for the Sycamore Bone, it is enough." ”

"Leave, live, stay, die!"

Jiangling had a calm and breezy appearance, but several people heard the killing intent, naked and undisguised.

Ku Ming's heart was terrified, but after all, he was born in Kurong Dao, he was arrogant and conceited, if he was coerced by Jiangling to leave, it would be too embarrassing, and if it was spread out in the future, he would definitely be ridiculed, and even disgrace Ku Rong Dao.

Besides, he hasn't recaptured the Sycamore Bone, so how can he leave easily?

"Fanatic!"

Kuming snorted coldly, he stopped talking nonsense, and rushed directly to Jiangling, his hands were slapped out in a row, and the power of the dead wood surged, like a huge wave, sweeping Jiangling.

"Phew!"

Jiang Ling pinched his hands into a fist, and the fist was slightly blazing with silver, and vaguely there seemed to be a silver dragon coiling, opening its huge mouth, and directly swallowing the power of the dead wood.

"How is that possible? What kind of power is this?"

The withered sound changes color, the withered power of his cultivation contains the potential of desolation, which can directly deprive and swallow the power of the opponent, which is weird and terrifying, but Jiangling is like a dragon with a punch, and he can swallow the power of withering, which is too weird, it is incredible.

"Dragon Robbery!"

Jiang Ling's eyes were sharp, he rose up, and with a punch shattered the withered power of the withering sound, the fist was like a heavenly dragon, and it directly cut through the void and attacked the withering sound!

"Not good!"

Ku Ming's expression changed drastically, his hands swiped rapidly, and he hurriedly exerted his dry power, wanting to stop Jiangling!

But Gangneung's fist was too terrifying, like a meteor falling from the sky, and the momentum was like a rainbow, and it directly blasted the dry power into powder!

The fist is sharp, as sharp as a peerless blade, slashing into the air, and hitting the wither!

"You dare?!"

Screaming and screaming.

"Peng!"

Jiang Ling's expression was cold, and his fists were even sharper, killing horizontally, directly penetrating Ku Ming's chest!

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