Although Wu Yazi, a cheap master, died early and only passed on the [Northern Spiritual Skill] to Duan Yu, Li Qiushui, the senior uncle, passed on the [Ling Bo Weibu] to Duan Yu. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

At this time, Murong Fu swung his sword and slashed at Duan Yu, Duan Yu immediately cast [Ling Bo Weibu] to step on the retreat position to turn to the departure position, and then turned to the Tai position to go around behind Murong Fu, and then swung his right palm and slapped Murong Fu's back.

Bang!

Duan Yu's palm does not have any rules, but his skills at this time are stronger, and he is better than that of the sweeping monk, and he is the first in the world in real skills.

Under the bombardment of Duan Yu's strong palm, Murong Fu spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his body fell forward to the ground.

In the original work, Duan Yu's [Six-Vein Divine Sword] has always been ineffective, that is because Duan Yu has not practiced all the [Northern Spiritual Skills] to open up the Eight Veins and Twelve Canons of the Qi Sutra, and he has absorbed the power of many people, resulting in the true qi of the whole body, but he can't take the initiative to transform the absorbed power into the true qi of the Northern Darkness.

Now Duan Yu is practicing the complete [Northern Shengong], after he seized Li Qiushui's [Xiao Wuxiang Gong] for 70 years, because the [Northern Shengong] and [Xiao Wuxianggong] both belong to the internal strength of Taoism, so the true qi of [Xiao Wuxianggong] did not conflict with the true qi of the Northern Darkness, and it was smoothly transformed into the true qi of the Northern Darkness.

Now Duan Yu's skill is one hundred and forty years, at least five times higher than Murong Fu.

"I ...... Defeated by Duan Yu, a stinky boy, how is this possible?

Murong Fu stood up with wide eyes, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his left hand, and rushed towards Duan Yu.

In this open wilderness, Duan Yu was able to exert [Ling Bo Weibu] to his heart's content, and it was impossible to hurt him with Murong Fu's body speed.

Seeing Murong Fu rushing over frantically, Duan Yu stepped on the leather position to ascend, suddenly turned from Murong Fu's left side to the right side, and then rushed to Murong Fu's side with his feet. Stretched out his right hand and clasped Murong Fu's shoulder.

"Hahahaha...... Murong Gongzi, you are conceited and strong in martial arts, but as long as I urge the [Northern Spiritual Skill] to seize your whole body strength, I can turn you into a waste in an instant. ”

Murong Fu's body froze instantly, and he looked at Duan Yu with a pale face.

"It's not fair...... It's not fair...... When I Murong Fu practiced martial arts at the age of five, you Duan Yu was still in my mother's womb! But now, ...... I can't beat you...... Obviously, half a month ago, you were a pedantic scholar who didn't know martial arts......"

Although Wang Yuyan has suddenly become a top master. But Wang Yuyan read the world's martial arts classics, although Murong Fu didn't say it, but he was convinced that Wang Yuyan's martial arts were better than himself.

But Duan Yu, this stinky boy...... He doesn't even know the martial arts moves of the three-legged cat, but he can actually outperform himself.

"Ahh

Murong Fu roared angrily, and slashed towards Duan Yu with a sword swing in his right hand.

Duan Yu used [Ling Bo Weibu] to step on the position and leave Murong Fu's side, and walked around to Murong Fu's back and said playfully.

"Murong Gongzi thinks it's unfair, in fact, I think so too. I, Duan Yu, obviously don't know any martial arts, just by learning the [Northern Spiritual Skill] and [Ling Bo Weibu], I can defeat the famous [Nan Murong] in the rivers and lakes, it turns out that becoming a master of the rivers and lakes is such a simple thing. ”

If Yang Ming was here at this time. will definitely spray Duan Yu's face with saliva.

The protagonist of the Mandate of Heaven in this original work is the King of Ten Thousand Poisons, Mang Gu Zhu Clam, and the cultivation of [Northern Spiritual Skill] directly increases his strength for sixty years, so that he can have the prestige of beating Murong Fu now.

If Duan Yu hadn't eaten the Manggu Zhu Clam, he had only been practicing the [Northern Spiritual Skill] for half a month, and he dared to absorb Li Qiushui's seventy years of skill, and he would definitely be hit hard by the [Little Wuxiang Gong].

As for hanging and beating Murong Fu...... Without the support of strong skills, Duan Yu would run out of power if he couldn't make two turns of [Ling Bo Microstep].

This [Ling Bo Weibu] is an extremely superior martial art, so it is listed at the end of the scroll left by Li Qiushui, and it was originally to wait for people to practice the [Northern Spiritual Skill] to absorb people's strength. I will practice after my own skills have been [quite profound].

It can be seen that the faster the speed of the body method urged by [Ling Bo Weibu]. The more power is consumed, so people who lack skill can't practice at all.

"Hehehehe...... In the past, my Murong Fu was always instructed by my cousin to do martial arts, but I didn't expect that now even a stinky boy who doesn't know martial arts can look down on me! God is so unfair to me, is it still necessary for me to live in this world?"

After Murong Fu finished speaking, his right wrist flipped, and the horizontal sword wiped his neck.

"Childe. No!"

The storm jumped to Murong Fu's side, and the long knife in his hand slashed forward, cutting Murong Fu's long sword into two pieces.

Bao Yi, Gong Yeqian, and Deng Baichuan also rushed over and grabbed Murong Fu's arms from both sides.

"Son, why can't you think about it!"

Deng Baichuan sighed and shook his head and said.

"The Loose Sect is the first class sect in the world. The head of Wuyazi, Li Qiushui, and Tianshan Tong are all invincible grandmasters in the world. This reputation has practiced the magic skills of the Xiaoyao faction, and the defeat of the prince in his hands is not a wrongful loss. ”

Murong Fu wanted to seek death when he was angry just now, and at this time he had calmed down.

"You're right, but I'm confused. Although Duan Yu's light martial arts are extremely exquisite, he can only hide and dodge, and he will not hurt people's martial arts at all. If I Murong Fu practiced the light technique that did not lose to [Ling Bo Weibu], I would be able to easily defeat Duan Yu. ”

Bang Bang Bang -

Duan Yu stood in the distance, clapped his hands and said.

"Murong Gongzi is right, my Duan Yu is now a martial art that will not hurt people. But my Dali Duan family's [One Yang Finger] is famous in the rivers and lakes, and the [Six-Vein Divine Sword] is even more famous with the Murong family's [Dou Zhuan Xing Shift] and the Beggar Gang [Eighteen Palms of Dragon Descending], and after I practice the [Six-Vein Divine Sword], I will separate the real victory and defeat with Murong Gongzi. ”

After Duan Yu turned around and left in a dashing manner, Murong Fu's left hand was clenched into a fist, and his nails sank deep into the flesh.

If Duan Yu could only [Ling Bo Weibu], he Murong Fu still had a glimmer of hope to defeat Duan Yu, if Duan Yu really practiced the [Six Veins Divine Sword] and cooperated with [Ling Bo Weibu], wouldn't he have to completely lose to Duan Yu.

After Duan Yu's figure disappeared far away, Gong Yeqian stood next to Li Qiushui's body and said.

"Son-in-law, Miss Cousin's grandmother is a relative of our Murong family after all, and now she has been poisoned by Duan Yu's kid. Shall we take her body back and hand it over to Madame Wang?"

The corners of Murong Fu's mouth hooked up and he said with a sneer.

"This woman's body naturally has to be brought back to my aunt. However, it was not Duan Yu who killed her, she died because she was seriously injured by Yang Ming and finally lost too much blood. ”

Half a month later, Duan Yu returned to Dali from the land of Longxi, and also infiltrated the Tianlong Temple in Diancang Mountain.

Under the cover of night, Duan Yu used [Lingbo Microstep] to sneak into the Tianlong Temple. Ordinary monks would not have noticed him at all.

However, the Muni Hall where the [Six-Vein Divine Sword Sutra] sword spectrum is located is guarded by the master of Benchen Duan Zhengming and Benxiang, Benshen, Benguan and others, Duan Yu has just infiltrated Muni Hall, and four six-veined sword qi will attack Duan Yu's body.

Duan Yu stepped on the position and turned to the follower, dodging the four six-vein sword qi and then rushed towards the [Six-vein Divine Sword Sutra] sword spectrum hanging on the wall.

Just when the Honguan, Benshen, and Benxiang once again urged the six-vein sword qi to attack Duan Yu, the Benchen master Duan Zhengming suddenly shouted loudly.

"The three senior brothers stop, he is a member of my Dali Duan family. Yu'er, why did you sneak into Muni Hall late at night?"

Since he had been recognized by Duan Zhengming, Duan Yu came to Duan Zhengming and knelt on the ground and said.

"Uncle, the unfilial nephew came to Tianlong Temple to steal the [Six-Vein Divine Sword] sword book. ”

"What?"

Duan Zhengming looked at Duan Yu with wide eyes. Then he shook his head and said.

"Yu'er, you are originally a descendant of my Dali Duan family, and you have the qualifications to cultivate the [Six-Vein Divine Sword], so you don't need to do anything to steal the sword spectrum. ”

"In that case, I ask my uncle and the three masters to allow me to practice the [Six-Vein Divine Sword]. ”

Duan Zhengming and Benguan glanced at each other, then nodded and said.

"The ancestor said that you can't teach the [Six-Vein Divine Sword] to lay disciples. If Yu'er wants to practice the [Six-Vein Divine Sword], you can only watch the sword book and practice it by yourself. It's just that cultivating the [Six-Vein Divine Sword] requires a lot of skill, and you ...... you."

"Uncle, don't worry! Yu'er has had some adventures. The current skill should be enough to cultivate the [Six-Vein Divine Sword]. ”

After Duan Yu finished speaking, he walked to the wall and began to watch the [Six Veins Divine Sword Sutra] sword book.

The seventy-two stunts of the Shaolin Temple of Buddhism are just empty names. The magic of the Taoist Freedom School is forced to go to the sky.

Li Qiushui's [Xiao Wuxiang Gong] is powerful, its main feature is that it is formless, there is no trace, as long as you have this skill, and then know the moves of other martial arts, relying on its power. can imitate other people's mastery or even better than the original.

Although Tianshan Tong's [Tianshan Folding Plum Hand] only has a three-way palm method and a three-way grasping method, it contains the essence of the martial arts of the Xiaoyao School, and any trick and martial arts in the world can be transformed into the hands of this six-way folding plum.

Although it is a divine skill that robs other people's skills. However, the Taoist Northern Darkness True Qi is peaceful and can be used to urge any tricks and martial arts in the world.

In the original work, Duan Yu used the true qi of the Northern Darkness to urge the [Six-Vein Divine Sword], and at this time, Duan Yu's cultivation of the [Six-Vein Divine Sword] was naturally a matter of course.

Moreover, because Duan Yu had cultivated a complete [Northern Spiritual Skill], Li Qiushui's seventy years of skill had been transformed into the Northern Spiritual Qi in his body, so Duan Yu was now able to urge the six-vein sword qi as he wanted.

Snort!

Under Duan Yu's urging, six six-vein sword qi rushed out from his six fingers, leaving six round holes in the wall.

Seeing that Duan Yu not only directly practiced the [Six-Vein Divine Sword], but was also able to activate the six-vein sword qi alone, Duan Zhengming, Benguan and the others all widened their eyes.

"Yu'er, I didn't expect you to be able to practice the [Six-Vein Divine Sword], it's really gratifying! Brother Chun, he has always been worried about the safety of your mother and son, so you can go with me to meet your father after dawn." ”

Hearing Duan Zhengming's words, Duan Yu's eyes suddenly widened, and he used [Ling Bo Micro Step] to rush towards the outside of Muni Hall.

"Yu'er! Yu'er-"

Duan Zhengming chased outside, but saw Duan Yu's figure disappear into the night in a blink of an eye.

Yanmen Pass is in the north of Daizhou 30 miles of Yanmen dangerous road, Shanxi more than 40 passes, with Yanmen is the most majestic, out of the pass dozens of miles, is the land of Liao, is to pass under the heavy troops garrisoned.

Qiao Feng asked Qiao Sanhuai and his wife about his life experience, although he knew that he was not their biological son and confirmed the identity of the Khitans, he still came to Yanmen Pass to see the stone wall inscriptions left by his biological father Xiao Yuanshan.

In the original book, Qiao Feng was accompanied by Ah Zhu, who admired him, but now Qiao Feng was followed by Ah Zi, whose whole heart was on him.

In order not to be checked by the officers and soldiers of Yanmen Pass, Qiao Feng and Ah Zi made a detour from Gaoling in the west of the Guanxi Province.

Come to the Absolute Ridge, look around, but see Fanzhi, Wutai East Tower, Ningwu Zhushan West Belt, Zhengyang, Shigu stand in the south, its north is Shuozhou, Mayi, Changpo Junhan, blank, cold forest desert, scene Xiaosuo.

At that moment, I ran down the ridge and came to the side of the mountain, only to see a large rock on the side of the mountain.

A few steps away from the mountain road, the bottom is vulgar, but the clouds and mist cover the valley, and the bottom is not visible.

Looking back at the mountain wall on the right, I saw that the mountain wall was naturally flat and smooth, but a large piece of mountain rock in the middle was full of axe chisel marks, and it was obvious that someone had deliberately cut off the handwriting left behind.

Qiao Feng ran to the stone wall, stroked the mutilated lettering marks and said sadly.

"Who is so vicious? He actually destroyed my own father's stone wall inscription!"

Ah Zi grabbed Qiao Feng's left hand and shook it and said.

"Brother Qiao, don't be sad! Although the inscription on the stone wall has been destroyed, your biological father and mother have been dead for thirty years, and the most important thing for you now is that your father-in-law and stepmother are still alive!"

Hearing Ah Zi's comfort, Qiao Feng squeezed out a smile on his face, stretched out his head and stroked her and said.

"I didn't expect Ah Zi, you little girl, to be more and more sensible recently. ”

"What a little girl! Uncle Qiao and Aunt Qiao both said that I can be a lady for you, but you still think I am a child. ”

Ah Zi pouted and finished dissatisfied, and suddenly threw herself into Qiao Feng's arms and hugged him.

Even if Qiao Feng is hard-hearted, he has to be softened by Ah Zi's tenderness, not to mention that Qiao Feng just feels that he is too old to be worthy of Ah Zi's young beauty.

Just when Qiao Feng sniffed Ah Zi's body fragrance and was about to push her away, he suddenly heard the faint sound of horses' hooves galloping south on the northeast corner, and there were always more than 100 riders listening to the sound.

The two turned their heads and saw a group of Khitan warriors riding horses.

Although Qiao Feng is strong in martial arts and is not afraid of thousands of troops, Ah Zi's martial arts are only in the realm of second-rate masters, and he may not even be able to deal with a Khitan warrior in a real fight.

Just as Qiao Feng was about to take Ah Zi to hide in the mountains, Ah Zi suddenly exclaimed.

"Oops...... Brother Qiao, look at that person's face, he ...... He's like you!"

Qiao Feng looked in the direction of Ah Zi's finger, and saw that the leader of the more than 100 Khitan warriors had a face that was nine points similar to him, but that person's age was about thirty years older than him.

"Daddy......"

The connection between the bloodlines made Qiao Feng instantly think of that person's identity.

In the blink of an eye, more than 100 Khitan warriors rushed over and surrounded Qiao Feng and Ah Zi in the middle.

After seeing Qiao Feng's almost identical face to Xiao Yuanshan, those Khitan warriors were full of doubts and looked at Xiao Yuanshan with inquiring eyes.

"Feng'er ......"

I didn't expect to meet Qiao Feng's father and son outside this Yanmen Pass, Xiao Yuanshan rode a horse to Qiao Feng, and said excitedly.

"Good boy, good boy, I'm your daddy. The general appearance of our grandfather and son, you don't need to remember it, everyone knows that I am your son. ”

As soon as he stretched out his hand, he tore open the placket of his chest, revealing a wolf head with thorns, and with a lift of his left hand, he pulled Xiao Feng up.

Qiao Feng tore open his clothes, and the toothless and gloomy wolf head on his chest was also revealed.

The surrounding more than 100 Khitan warriors jumped down at this time, knelt down on one knee and saluted Qiao Feng.

"I've seen the little prince! Congratulations on the reunion of the king's father and son!"

Qiao Feng's eyes widened, and he instantly thought of Xiao Yuanshan's identity. (To be continued.) )