Chapter Seventy-Nine: The Warriors Are Not Worried
When Xiao Mu and the three of them withdrew from Laojun Temple, a voice came from the other side of the square, and the tone was very arrogant and full of hostility: "Xiao Mu, you are here, I have been waiting here for a long time!"
The person who spoke was the personable Ding Buxian. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
"Yes, I'm here!" Xiao Mu looked at Ding Bu's worried gaze.
Ding Buxian's gaze turned to Ma Xianjiang, and when he saw that Ma Xianjiang was about to speak, he asked, "What's the matter, Ma Xianjiang, are you going to intervene in the battle between me and Xiao Mu today?"
Ma Xianjiang smiled slightly and said, "Ding don't worry, you misunderstood, I know that you have entered the Nine Reunion Spirit Realm for a period of time, and your strength is strong, even if you fight with the martial artist of the Primal Spirit Realm Xiaocheng, I am afraid that you will not fall behind." But I still want to remind you that the decisive battle with Xiao Mu may be the biggest mistake you have made in your life!"
Ding Bu looked up to the sky and laughed, as if he had heard a big joke, he said: "Ma Xianjiang, I see that you have already lifted this Xiao Mu to the sky." Xiao Mu is just a little ghost who came out of the small Futu Town, how much ability can he have. I'll show you how vulnerable he is later!"
Ma Xianjiang smiled coldly and said no more.
"Brother Xiao Mu, come on, you promise me to defeat this bad guy!" Ma Yunqing said in a low voice, she knew that the Ding family was the old enemy of the Ma family, and during this period of time, the Ding family had been secretly active, recruiting troops and buying horses, and it seemed that they wanted to wipe out the Ma family, so she hoped that Xiao Mu would teach Ding Bu a lesson.
Xiao Mu nodded to Ma Yunqing, and walked towards the center of the square, where stood a tall stone statue, thirteen or fourteen feet high. There is a dragon horse under his feet, and his bearing is extraordinary. This stone statue is carved with the Tiangong General of Taiping Dao.
Ding Buxian hugged his shoulders, stared at Xiao Mu, and said coldly: "Xiao Mu, I am under the stone statue of General Tiangong, I will give you another chance, surrender to me, join our Ding family, and write off the grievances from now on, otherwise, hehe, whether you can get out of Huilongguan today is a question!"
Xiao Mu laughed coldly: "Ding is not worried, I know that you are backed by a Big Mac, but let me tell you, sooner or later, your Big Mac will collapse one day, and the person who made the Big Mac collapse is me!"
"Don't be ashamed!" Ding Buxian felt that Xiao Mu was crazy, the giant behind him was one of the three major forces in Luoyang City, and it became the existence second only to the Li family of the imperial family, and his sphere of influence has penetrated into most of the Tang Empire, this Futu Town is just a projectile land, if you want to go against an empire, isn't this madness?
With a "whoosh", Ding Buxian's body disappeared into the air, and at the same time as it disappeared, it also appeared in Xiao Mu's sight, and with a punch, even the air was blasted, and an irreparable black hole appeared in the entire space.
Xiao Mu didn't dodge, he ran the dantian, and the spiritual qi in his body flowed, like ocean waves. An aura condensed in front of him into a large, invisible mirror. With a "boom", the entire mirror suddenly burst open, and Xiao Mu's body was shocked back seven or eight steps. Seeing that Xiao Mu was forced to retreat, Ding Buxian took the opportunity to speed up the attack, and there was a feeling of "taking advantage of your illness to kill you". His attacks were extremely fast, and every move and style sent out a huge amount of power.
Xiao Mu and Ding Buxian fought for a few rounds, and their palms were hit so hard that they felt like their bones were about to break.
"How about it, Xiao Mu, this is my newly learned stone fist!" Ding Bu was worried about seeing Xiao Mu's ugly face, and his face was extremely proud. Immediately, he clenched his fists, and a faint blue glow appeared on the fists, and at the same time, a thick layer of stone appeared on the back of his palm, and those stones formed a small piece of armor. Another punch slammed in, and there was a piercing explosion in the air, distorting the space.
Xiao Mu released his spiritual power, so that the palm of his hand was wrapped in a layer of faint blue light, and the blue light was deep in color, like blue glass.
"Bang!" the two fists collided, and there was a muffled sound in the air, like thunder. In the blink of an eye, his fists struck ten times, and the space around him was filled with dense web-like cracks, and the cracks spread towards the surroundings like a huge root system.
The fist wind was fierce, and when it blew in front of Ma Xianjiang, it felt like a knife cut.
"Brother, what kind of fist did Ding Bu worry about, it seems that Brother Xiao Mu is a little overwhelmed!" Ma Yunqing stared at Xiao Mu with a pair of beautiful eyes, and as soon as she saw Xiao Mu fall into disadvantage, she began to worry.
"This seems to be Shiren boxing, I heard that in ancient times, there was a tribe, called Shishi, who was extremely good at this set of boxing techniques, and a light punch could blow up an ordinary adult! That tribe relied on that kind of boxing method to make the tribe start to be strong and prosperous. This set of boxing techniques should be provided by the forces behind the Ding family!" Ma Xianjiang had noticed this strange boxing technique for a long time, but he thought about it for a long time before he came up with the source of the boxing technique.
Ma Yunqing thought to himself: Brother Xiao Mu, don't care what kind of stone man fist they have, you must win.
"Xiao Mu, have you seen it? This kind of boxing method of mine, called Shiren Boxing, is the most powerful boxing method in the period of the Three Emperors and Five Emperors in ancient times, and today you can be lucky to see this ancient boxing method, which is considered your three lives lucky. However, you don't have to thank me, because I am about to use your blood and sacrifice to the Shi clan!" Ding Buxian became more and more confident in the war, he used the Shiren Fist from the beginning, and he has always had the upper hand, forcibly suppressing Xiao Mu's head. He thought to himself: This stone man fist really deserves its reputation, this Tong family really has a deep background, and it is even possible for me to find such a good baby.
Every time Ding Buxian punched, Xiao Mu had to take a step back, and the stone on the back of his palm appeared with Dao scars, which meant to crack.
"Collapse!" the blue glass burst inch by inch, turning into a flying butterfly.
"Haha, Xiao Mu, you're going to be finished, my trick hasn't been used yet, you're going to drive the crane west, what a pity!" Ding Buxian kicked his right foot on the bluestone slab, and the whole person suddenly flew up, like an eagle spreading its wings, and the gray light on his fist flowed, as if there was a flow of spiritual power. "Go, Stone Burst Fist, give me Xiao Mu!"
Xiao Mu did not choose to dodge, but chose hard against hard, his right hand flashed blue, as if he was holding a large piece of sapphire. "Go, Spirit King Fist!"
The two fists collided again, and the air vibrated non-stop, and the air currents from the collision spread out in all directions, rolling up all the green tiles above a faint one, and then those green tiles fell to the ground, making a "pat-pat" sound.