Chapter Seventy-One: Questioning

Murong Jiu believes in himself, and now he has a move with top masters like Cao Hanlin and Zan Chengshuang, although he still can't win, but when it comes to "fighting", he is definitely higher than the other party!

Especially in one-on-one heads-up, even for Shang Cao Hanlin, he can't control a first-class master of Wang Zidao's level so without missing a trace.

Murong Jiu's current martial arts system is also clearer, and the melody of the rhythm of the top-level martial arts with the highest grade is a sharp weapon for heads-up, facing opponents who are similar to him or weaker than himself, picking on the opponent's weak path, and being invincible when the opponent comes to attack.

When you are in the enemy's formation, one strong and the enemy is weak, the kung fu on your fingers is not very practical, but the high-level Lei Yin Fist and the intermediate Zen Gang are matched, which can be turned into a human-shaped meat shield, and you can easily crush everything anytime and anywhere.

As for facing opponents who are stronger than you, the high-level Kunyu Wandering Sea and the high-level Zen Wenzhang combination can avoid its edge when it is weak and look for a chance to win.

Among them, the control of the rhythm melody is the most exquisite, and when used before, a finger force must exert two powers, one is the direct attack power of the external stone, and the other is the power that lurks in the opponent's body and controls the five meridians and eight veins of the person and even the whole body.

And now Murong Jiu's finger power has been able to separate the two realms, and he can not only exert all the internal power contained in it in attack power, but also exert all of it to control.

If not, Yu Qiusi couldn't stand Murong Jiu's full strength before.

Wang Zidao is like this now, he only felt that the other party's hand was passing by his side, and he hurriedly retreated, only feeling a faint feeling of fullness in a few big points on his body, but there was no hard injury.

I thought it was the other party's subordinates showing mercy, and the fighting duo was obviously more experienced, so they came up and supported Wang Zidao left and right: "Brother Wang, you quickly use your own internal force to suppress the feeling that something is abnormal, this kid's kung fu is strange, big brother must not be careless!"

At this moment, Yu Zhiyong, who was originally immersed in the game, had been on the verge of a mental breakdown, and was made of noise here, and suddenly the demon fire fell into his heart, and a mouthful of reverse blood spurted out.

Mr. Shui Yi couldn't help but sigh when he saw the tragic situation of the other party: "It's sad, it's a pity ......"

It seems that he has made up his mind to turn his face with Ming Kangshun, and he will no longer pretend to be deaf and dumb.

"I'm done now, and it's all in vain. I have worked hard all my life, and after all, it has turned into a big dream in the spring and autumn!

Yu Zhiyong suddenly burst into tears, and then pulled out his own sword, and he was about to find his own short sword!

Where did a few loyal minions around him expect to meet this festival? Gongye Qian just didn't know what to do, and when he saw that his eldest brother was at a loss, he still wanted to find Murong Jiu to come forward to theorize, but now they are far away.

As soon as the other three wanted to help, Bao was different and the two felt that their wrists were tight, and they were directly stopped by Wang Zidao beside him!

As soon as the two of them were about to open their mouths to curse, they immediately reacted, it must have been Murong Jiu's strange kung fu that caused his son-in-law to suffer such a catastrophe.

However, Murong Jiu's rhythm and melody became more and more exquisite, urging Wang Zidao's grasp as if they were being clamped, and the two of them couldn't break free for a while, and they were about to cut themselves when they saw that they were one step slower.

This time, there was no kind-hearted Duanyu to help......

Unexpectedly, although there was no rain, the sword used by Yu Zhi was still shot down out of thin air by outsiders with strength!

"Helpless, why should the son make such a short sight? I have a good relationship with Ling Zun, you must not destroy your future like this in your good years......"

I saw that the people who came talked extraordinary, it was really a bit majestic, and it was an "old friend", and the Western Regions National Teacher Zan Chengshuang came!

The reason why Yu Zhiyong had such a move was also because he was led out of his own demons by the process of the game, not that he really couldn't think of it, so he was blocked by Zan Chengshuang, and suddenly relieved himself, put down the long sword in his hand and thanked Zan Chengshuang.

"Thank you, Master, I don't know where Master is practicing, and what is the relationship with my father?" Yu Zhiyong asked.

"In the lower sunset in pairs. ”

"It turned out that the national teacher came from afar, and he was disrespectful and disrespectful. ”

Zan Chengshuang also politely complimented Yu Zhi with two sentences, and then suddenly changed color and shouted to Murong Jiu: "Why does the donor have this hatred, intending to harm our martial arts leader!"

Yu Zhiyong naturally didn't know what happened to him just now, and when he heard Zan Chengshuang say this, he turned around and looked at Murong Jiu. Who would have thought that it would be an enemy who met and was extremely red-eyed! And until now, Murong Jiu and Jiang Die are still holding hands!

Without waiting for Murong Jiu to speak, he only heard a loud shout, and a loud noise came from Wang Zidao's mouth.

Just now, when he was out of control, he actually hindered the two brothers from rescuing his son-in-law, if it wasn't for Zan Chengshuang who happened to arrive, Yu Zhiyong would have turned into an old man by now!

Under the anger of Murong Jiu and the complaint against himself, he tried his best to use his internal strength, intending to break free from Murong Jiu's control, but it could not be effective in a short period of time.

After listening to a loud drink, accompanied by a sneer that Murong Jiu couldn't be noticed by ordinary people, there was a bang...... There were many muffled sounds, coming directly from Wang Zidao's arms to the pipa bones on his shoulders!

Aren't you going to harm yourself? Okay, then I'll help you too! Murong Jiu also exploded all the internal forces lurking in the other party's meridians at the same time.

Now that Wang Zidao's meridians are all broken, it may not be a big problem to eat in the future, and if you want to move your muscles and bones, you will have to tremble......

Wang Zidao knows his own situation, and the two people around him who are looking for trouble can also feel something: "Brother Wang, you ......"

"Murong Jiu, you are really too deceitful, Brother Wang and you are just a verbal conflict, you actually abolish his martial arts!" This group of people gritted their teeth and scolded, saying that he didn't pay attention at all, and his words dealt a second blow to Wang Zidao's young heart.

"I don't think so, abolishing his martial arts is not a punishment, some people do not distinguish between right and wrong, and do not know people, but they have no martial arts, no disputes, and no trouble. Murong Jiu learned the other party's mantra and said slowly, as if I was thinking about you.

Hatred is incompatible, Yu Zhi looked at Murong Jiu with his eyes, and instantly filled the surroundings with murderous aura!

"This is the rumored Lei Gong roaring prince on the rivers and lakes? I can't imagine that he is acting so insidiously and viciously, today I Yu Zhi is only afraid that I will eliminate the harm for the martial arts! Good girl, what are you doing with this kind of person, you can't come over!" Yu Zhi said in a deep voice.

"Jiang Die, do you think this portrait looks like the general of the day?" Murong Jiu asked in a low voice. Sikong Panshan's palms were covered with sweat at this time, obviously not calm at this time.

Sikong Panshan took a deep breath and asked in as calm a tone as possible: "I only want to ask you one thing, is it you that warrior who appeared after the gathering meeting that day?"