Let's say that Murong Longcheng is in a hurry.

Chen Zhuo's eyelids were lifted slightly, and he didn't move, and the Dharma golden body beside him was suddenly shocked, and the wooden staff in his hand poked into the wind and snow, only stirring, and immediately saw the frost and snow become a shield, stopping all the wisps of sword qi.

As soon as the wooden staff was mentioned, a dragon and a tiger followed closely behind, the tiger roared and shook the mountain, and the dragon roared to the sky, followed by the Dharma Golden Body Qi Machine, and went straight to Murong Dragon City. The dragon and tiger circled, and the two extreme qi engines instantly swept it into it, soared into the air for several zhang, and exploded in the air.

At this time, Chen Zhuo glanced at the vicious battles of several parties, and suddenly looked not far away with strange eyes, but seeing that Wu Yazi encountered a strange thing, he also met an opponent, and the opponent was not a living person, but a donkey that only escaped halfway.

People are tigers in the way, but this is a donkey.

The donkey held the old ginseng that Shicai Chen was fishing in his mouth, and the voice of "uh-huh" changed, and the person stood up and spat in the strange eyes of Wu Yazi.

It's really going to be fine.

In mid-air, Murong Longcheng fell with his hair draped, not hurt at all.

He stared at Chen Zhuo with an expressionless face, and walked to the other side, and said softly: "Boy, no matter who you are, if you and I join forces in this battle, I will share half of you in this world, and we will share it." ”

At present, in the Shaolin Temple, Western Xia, Tubo, Da Liao, the masters of the Three Kingdoms are all there, and they are all unusual characters, if you can take this opportunity to reach an alliance, you can carve up the Great Song Dynasty, then the world is in chaos, he can also take advantage of the situation, a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

"You might as well tell you, I have been laying out for many years, not only the Murong family, but also a few disciples, opening a sect, and worshipping the generals, and now the Song, Liao, Tubo, and Western Xia all have my ears and eyes, and the difference is just an opportunity, just wait for a shout, you can tear the soil and become the king."

Chen Zhuo also walked towards the other end, did not speak, and had already answered.

Murong Longcheng didn't see joy or anger on his face, but he raised his feet and stepped forward, and with each step he fell, the momentum on his body became stronger, and his originally light body gradually became heavy and sluggish, and his upright posture was visible to the naked eye.

He is also proficient in the power of the flesh.

Chen Zhuo's eyes burned, and he said curiously: "Could it be that this is the 'Vajra Sect' Dharma Protector Divine Skill that Chen Shu said?" ”

"yes!" Murong Longcheng stretched his fists and feet, and responded very carelessly, but the next moment he suddenly burst into trouble, dodged and moved, and directly crossed the golden body of Dharma, a big hand was buckled in the air, and he said with a cruel smile, "Then you will die!" ”

Between the lightning and flint, Chen Zhuo only seemed to be caught off guard, a flower in front of him, the wind was blowing, and he had already been carried by Murong Longcheng with his head and rushed a few steps, pressing heavily on a mountain wall, and his whole body was embedded in it.

"The deity has been working hard for so many years, do you really think that I only have that little strength?"

Murong Longcheng was now murderous, I don't know whether he was hateful or angry, or laughed wildly, his face was almost distorted.

It's just that he didn't stop laughing, and words suddenly sounded on the face he was holding, and he was extremely calm, "Okay, that's enough...... Hehe...... Hahaha! ”

But with the laughter, that calm was instantly shattered and turned into wild laughter.

Suddenly a strong wind came behind him, Murong Longcheng's expression changed slightly, he withdrew his right hand, shrank back, avoided the attack of the golden body of Dharma, and looked at the figure embedded in the stone wall with solemn and suspicious eyes.

Chen Zhuo's skin and flesh were filled with a faint layer of red true qi, and his eyes were red, like two bear fires.

He was unharmed, his hands and feet were shaken, and he had squeezed out of the mountain wall, and a hot breath spread out like a furnace, and the wind and snow only reached the top of Chen Zhuo's head, and all evaporated and disappeared without a trace.

"What kind of kung fu are you?" Murong Longcheng Road.

Chen Zhuo's feet were hanging weakly, his toes were on the ground, and he didn't see any movement, his body was already straight and upright against the ground, as if pushed by the wind and snow, and slid towards Murong Dragon City.

The Bodhidharma gold body on the side moved in unison, and the two figures marched in parallel, moving and exchanging, and it was impossible to distinguish between reality and fiction.

Seeing this, Murong Longcheng took a few steps back, his anger sank into the dantian, his eyes were full of light, his breath was strong, and his palms were empty, but when he saw the wind and snow beside him like two torrents gathered in front of him, he only pushed his palms and sent them, and the snow petals that were originally light and fluttering instantly condensed into one, thick as a mountain, turning into a huge snowball, leaving a thick and deep black mark ravine on the ground where it passed.

With a palm pushed, Murong Longcheng followed up at his feet, the wind behind him was rushing, his clothes were rolling, and he pushed the snowball towards Chen Zhuo with a strong palm.

"Death!"

"It's good to come!"

Chen Zhuo did not retreat but advanced, fell down, sent his palms away, and also went straight up, and the Shenhua in his eyes skyrocketed.

The two sides only seemed to shake Yue Qingtian, with two extremely domineering forces, and they collided with one place with a "boom".

The snowball exploded in an instant, turning into a frosty mist.

The two of them reached each other with their palms, and their fists and feet had moved.

Chen Zhuo's left hand rubbed and introduced, and the strength of the palm was swirled, and he took his right hand, and his right hand bent his elbow into it, and pierced his chest with one elbow.

Murong Longcheng's expression was hideous, he pushed his palm with his left hand, rubbed his body with his palm, pressed an elbow, and turned his right hand into a knife, broke free from the restraints, shrank and entered, and slashed Chen Zhuo's chest.

Chen Zhuo saw that he couldn't get it, so his left hand turned into a fist and smashed it out.

Two figures, one touch is separating.

Murong Longcheng raised his right hand, blood dripping from his fingertips, and he looked at Chen Zhuo with a smug look in his eyes.

It's just that his expression suddenly froze, looking at the fist marks on his chest, a little red suddenly dripped from his nostrils, and his face couldn't help but look ugly.

Chen Zhuo's left fist was in the air, and he didn't look at the slash mark on his chest, the wound squirmed lightly, and it closed again in a blink of an eye.

"Insect carving skills...... Today, I will let you see my martial arts weather, and see my confidence in leading the rivers and lakes and fighting alone. ”

Looking at each other, Chen Zhuobei's left fist was horizontal, smashing the Dharma golden body on his side with a punch.

Just when Murong Longcheng was puzzled, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the wind and dust shattered by the golden body but not collapsed, fluttering, and falling on Chen Zhuo's body, as if he wanted to merge with it and merge the two into one.

Murong Longcheng waited intently, his breath was secretly raised, and the wind and snow behind him seemed to be torn by a huge force, and he was waiting for luck, he glared at it suddenly, but saw that the wind and dust were gathering behind Chen Zhuo, and there were unusual changes visible to the naked eye.

"This ...... This is? ”

The wind and dust quickly reshaped into two thick and knotted arms, which turned from virtual to solid, rising from both shoulders, and ten fingers were exposed.

Not only that, but two other arms appeared from under Chen's clumsy ribs, as if rooted in the muscles and bones, cast of flesh and blood, and condensed; First the arm, then the forearm, then the wrist, the knuckles, and even the nails are all missing, as if they were real.

After blinking for a few breaths, and then fixing his gaze, Murong Longcheng looked at the six-armed figure in front of him, feeling the spiritual impact of the wild waves, and couldn't help but be moved for a while.

Chen Zhuo tore off his robe and moved his six arms together, not only did he not feel any abruptness, but there was an unprecedented coordination.

His eyes suddenly opened sharply, his eyes glowed with a strange light, one hand was raised to his chest, and he looked up to the sky and chanted: "God and I are one, condensation!" ”

As soon as he thought about it, a miraculous force was instantly applied to his body to stabilize his form and god.

The two pairs of arms, which were originally condensed by Bodhidharma's golden body, instantly fit into Chen Zhuo's body, as if they had become a whole, and there was no other other, they were dead things made of dust, but now when the thought fell, there was a kind of flesh-and-blood texture.

Not only is it as fresh as flesh and blood, but it can also mobilize its strength.

The six arms moved together, Chen Zhuo's whole body was hot and his breath flowed, his shoulders were stretched, his muscles and bones exploded, and he walked towards Murong Dragon City step by step, if there was a red flame churning in his eyes, it was all murderous.

(End of chapter)