Chapter 239

Bo Fu stood still, Lei Gongzi and the other swordsman retreated at the same time, and the young cook also showed a ghostly light body kung fu, flashing Bo Fu's grasp - thanks to the two swordsmen's swords interfering with Bo Fu......... Everyone upstairs saw that a cook actually had such martial arts, but everyone was a person with a city in mind, and all of them did not show any different colors on their faces.

After the three of them separated, the other swordsman was finally seen clearly, it turned out to be a beautiful woman in red, with soft facial features, but her eyes showed a strong color, it was she who shot at Bo Fu in order to save the cook. And a foot behind her sat a gentle woman in Tsing Yi, also a rare beauty, with a yaoqin in front of her, and it was this woman who played the qin music and slightly interfered with the battle.

Bo Fu lifted his beard and smiled: "The little girl's swordsmanship is very good-looking, but she has no strength...... As for that girl, will you play it at Eighteen?" the audience frowned..........

Bo Fu, who turned his head, moved his arms, the muscles up and down his body rolled under his clothes, and the crackling sound of bone joints resounded in the building, "What kind of sword sect are you kid.........?" And you, the cook, actually have the highest martial arts in the current place, which is interesting and interesting. Why do you have to be a cook with this kind of martial arts? Come on, come on, let's fight first!" After speaking, Bo Fu stepped forward, seeing the woman in red behind him as if there was nothing, and directly pounced on Lei Jianyun and the young cook in front of him with both arms, and at the same time included Shangguan Shou in the attack range by the way.

With a clear drink, the woman in red was the first to make a move, and the sword light stabbed directly at Bo Fu's vest, and Lei Jianyun also attacked at the same time, and a dragon-like sword qi hit Bo Fu - this time Lei Jianyun used real kung fu, and Shangguan Shou's palms came out together, and the strength was stacked and bombarded at Bo Fu's hands. The young cook, on the other hand, covered his head and stood still.

Bo Fu turned around, but turned his head and pounced on the woman in red and the woman in green behind him, hugged his arms, and the sword light of the woman in red suddenly collapsed, Bo Fu hugged a woman with one arm, but his mouth was shouting: "Beidou holds my sister in his arms and kills!" The huge palm also touched the buttocks of the two women......

At this time, Lei Jianyun and Shangguan Shou's sword qi and palm power also hit Bo Fu, but the first to come was the young man who was still covering his head in front, and the young man pounced on him, and his hand became a tiger claw and grabbed Bo Fu's vest first. Bo Fu said "Ah........." very falsely, put aside the two women, kicked back three steps in a row, turned around and was already by the upstairs window, this guy covered his chest with one hand, and made a look of "I've been seriously injured!", fell down, smashed open the windowsill, and fell off Yueyang Tower...... At the same time, several books popped up on his body.........

A few people stepped forward quickly, but saw that Bo Fu downstairs was swaggering away, and the books upstairs were also picked up by the Tang family's son, "Luohan Renwang Fist? Huashan Wolf Fist? What is this? Yama Luo Eighteen Hell Sutra !!" Tang Gongzi cried out in a lost voice. Lei Jianyun, Shangguan Shou, and Yan Zishuang were also very curious to go forward to see what the so-called crazy giant man threw out, and Tang Ergongzi naturally took out these three books to circulate to everyone......

When several masters of those two boxing books looked at it, they thought to themselves at the same time: "It's ridiculous! How can this martial art be practice..........d?

But as soon as the Eighteen Hell Sutras were turned over by Yan Zishuang, his face immediately changed color, and he was about to say something, but the next Shangguan Shou had already picked up the scripture and read it, and his face also changed color, revealing a strange look.

At this time, Yan Zishuang had already spoken: "This is a demon path exercise, or is it better to wait for Rushuang to send it to the master to destroy......

Shangguan Shou sneered: "Why is Fairy Yan like this, if you really want to destroy it, you can destroy it here, why should we be a three-year-old child, what do you say to send it to the teacher to destroy...... And, Lei Gongzi, you also saw that this is a miracle skill. The old man has also read the Buddhist scriptures, and this is obviously a Buddhist magic from the hell path in the six reincarnations! Lei Gongzi, Tang Ergongzi, Ning Taishou can copy as much as possible, how about it?"

At this time, Tang Zhonghai had read the Eighteen Hell Sutras and was re-reading the previous two sets of boxing techniques, with a very peculiar look on his face. And Lei Jianyun and Shangguan Shou also suddenly woke up: "These eighteen hell scriptures are already divine skills that can be practiced, and there must be problems with the first two sets of boxing techniques!"

By this time, the two women and the young cook had quietly disappeared.

The people upstairs were the most embarrassed or the highest status Tang Ergongzi took the Yama Luo Eighteen Hell Sutra, Lei Jianyun took the Luohan Renwang Fist, Shangguan Shou took the Huashan Wolf Fist, and each agreed to copy a copy, and Yan Zishuang had already said before that the Hell Sutra was a demon Dao exercise, so it was naturally not good to take it, and the second son of Tang and Lei Jianyun each said that they would copy a copy to Yan Xianzi. And Ning Junshou and the county officials also got copies of two sets of boxing techniques..........

Bo Fu's huge body is extremely fast, and he can't see it after three or five turns. Therefore, the people upstairs also thought about whether to try to track Bo Fu, maybe there were other benefits, but the disappearance of Bo Fu made their wish temporarily frustrated, but Ning Junshou, Lei Gongzi and Shangguan Gang Leader also issued an order to find this giant man at the same time............

"That man is a madman, otherwise how could he throw out this secret book like acting? It's just that there is no problem with looking at this Buddhist magic skill horizontally and vertically.......... it seems that you still have to ask Erlang/disciple/dead man to practice and try it first. The three men thought at the same time.

"Haha, it's fun now. Isn't the most popular joke in the martial arts to seize the secret book of divine skills? Now Lao Tzu threw three cheats, there are eighteen hell scriptures as the foundation, there will definitely be you fighting for me to win the plot - oops, it's broken, I forgot to publicize it! Damn, these three are all powerful, and the bystanders are all like this, eighty percent will really be covered up, and no one knows that there are miraculous skills unearthed in the last half............ Forget about filling the fire!" Bo Fu thought as he patted his arm.

This day was the lucky day/unlucky day for the martial arts people in Yueyang, and a few guys picked up a few books on the road - Taishan Heavenly Wolf Fist, Hitting the Wall Back Water Palm, Luo Throat Luo Asura Divine Skill, Yaksha Hungry Ghost Ming Wang Method, Indra Emperor Shakti Thunder and Lightning Technique, these books immediately set off a bloody storm - of course, several of them were directly picked up by the young cook..........

On the contrary, Bo Fu sold the carriage - there was no money in it anyway, and wrapped his helmet and a few pieces of armor in a cloak, and carried it on his back, and at the same time carried his own large board knife, but fortunately the board knife was wrapped in cloth, but it did not attract the attention of passers-by. He bought a large bamboo raft, put a chair on the bamboo raft, sat on the chair, picked up the long piece of bamboo as a rudder, and began to float along the river.

And in Yueyang, the two women, who are now going to call them unique, are masters of the Demon Gate, and they still challenged Yan Zishuang.

In the northern grasslands, in today's Hulunbuir tribe, several young people are playing a role. I saw two men naked, revealing their toned and strong muscles, and at the same time sinking their right shoulders as spearheads, and charging at each other.

As if two pieces of iron collided, the two of them shouted "Mongolian Hegemony!" at the same time, and the moment they collided, the ground trembled slightly, and the shock wave generated by the collision directly lifted the turf within a few feet around. The equally strong men outside the circle applauded, while the two men who collided inside were still evenly matched, "How many times has this been a draw?"

"The Mongolian Hegemony Dao taught by the teacher has now been practiced, and half of the people here have practiced the Steel Armor Calling Method, and they have been practiced to the point of invulnerability. I heard that in a few days, the tribe will march west and grab the pasture with the Turkic tribe, and it seems that the day has come for us to make meritorious contributions!" The man who seemed to be the leader in the crowd said to the senior brothers, "Then we will go south to find the teacher, and by the way, weigh the martial arts of the Nanren!"

These men were the boys that Bo Fu had taken in in this tribe in the first place, and now the oldest of them was twenty years old—by the way, they always thought that Bo Fu was an uncle over thirty years old—when they were taken as apprentices.........

This group of muscular brothers are far taller than their peers on the grassland, and under the influence of Professor Bo Fu's Qi breathing and boxing methods, these guys are all bodybuilding champions, and the shortest one is more than six feet (about 180 centimeters in the metric system).

They were about to make a name for themselves on the battlefield and spread the prestige of Bo Fu - this guy had been staying in Hulunbuir as an otaku for many years, and his reputation in the prairie was really not as loud as that of He Louqi, the Turkic martial god. It's just that after this war, it is estimated that the name will be loud on the grassland.........