Xinling City, as the southwest of the Han Dynasty, is famous, under the jurisdiction of Yuezhou, according to the north of 800 miles, is the world-famous Snow Mountain School, and 900 miles to the east, is the origin of Taoism, Qingcheng School, and adjacent to the southwest Tantra, so the martial wind of Xinling City is extremely strong.

This place is hundreds of miles in circumference, mixed with fish and dragons, and there are many hidden masters, which are far from being comparable to Gaozhou City and Daliang Kingdom.

On the side of the road, in a treetop.

Zhang Yuan was holding the yellow cloth handkerchief, watching carefully, his brows were tightly locked, and his palms waved a few times from time to time.

The Ten Slaps of the Dragon Descending are really extraordinary, and it is extremely difficult to practice just for the first entry.

Since he went down the Broken Soul Mountain, as soon as he had time, he took out the cloth silk to watch, but unfortunately he watched it for several days in a row, and it was always difficult to get started, which was really strange.

Seeing that he has entered the realm of Yuezhou, he must get started as soon as possible with this dragon descending ten slaps, even if he can't do it openly, he can also enhance his internal strength and strengthen himself.

Whew!

He waved his palms continuously on the treetops, and the wind of his palms stirred.

After a cup of tea, suddenly, my eyes lit up, and I finally had a feeling.

Hurriedly opened the cyan panel and looked up.

Sure enough, there was an extra line of handwriting in the martial arts column.

Eighteen Palms of the Dragon: Coarse fur (1/30).

After seeing it clearly, Zhang Yuan's face was surprised.

"Just a rough fur, you need 30 merit points?"

This is stronger than Jiuyang and Aohan's Six Tricks!

The martial arts in this world are really very different from his previous life.

In the previous life, no one could give an answer to which one was weaker or stronger.

But here, the dragon descending is just getting started, and the merit value required is far beyond the original Jiuyang!

This makes it clear that the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Descending are much stronger than the Nine Yang Divine Skill on his body.

So, that's the phrase!

"Isn't there no Jiuyang in this world?"

He pondered for a moment.

Now there is also a trace of speculation about this world, which should be a parallel space similar to the ancient times of the earth.

But it's not a complete parallel space.

So some things exist, and some things are ethereal

"The merit value is all added to the eighteen palms of the dragon descending. ”

Zhang Yuan shouted secretly.

Brush!

The cyan panel suddenly changed.

Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Descending: First Glimpse of the Door (16/75), your palm power is indestructible and unbreakable, your palm power has a huge anti-evil genus, your strength is increased by 1.0 times, your true qi is changed, with a powerful destruction effect, your momentum is as immovable as a mountain, and everything is unshakable.

A whole row of handwriting.

Zhang Yuan was secretly surprised in his heart.

This is just the first glimpse of the door, and there are a full five functions.

He finally understood why those heavenly masters also had to fight for life and death, competing for the eighteen palms of the dragon descending.

This is the legendary best martial arts!

In the whole world, I can't find a few.

The martial arts of this world are far from what he understood in his previous life, and if he follows the understanding of his previous life, he will inevitably suffer a big loss.

"The strength bonus is 1.0 times, which is almost comparable to the six tips of Aohan, but the six tips of Aohan are only fragments, if they are complete, they should be about the same. ”

Zhang Yuan muttered to himself.

Suddenly looked at the strength and speed column, and his face was stunned.

Power and speed have not changed.

It's still the same as before.

Strength: 285 N

Speed: 230

"It should be because I haven't practiced internal force, this kind of outer door kung fu will only appear internal force when you get to the entrance of the hall, well, wait, and accumulate some merit points, you can enter the hall. ”

"But this yellow cloth silk has to find time to return it to Ning Zetong, after all, it is someone else's thing. ”

Call!

Suddenly, he slapped a palm, and the palm wind stirred, shattering a big tree in the distance on the spot and splitting it apart.

"Sure enough, it feels different, it's just a casual shot, and it's almost comparable to a big mudra. ”

He took the yellow cloth silk, and his body suddenly burst out, rushing into the distance.

has reached the boundary of Yuezhou, and in one day at most, you can enter Xinling City.

Rushing all the way, the breath is whistling, and the speed is extremely fast.

At noon the next day, it finally stopped.

Xinling City is in sight.

There are people coming and going on the official road, most of them are heroes of the rivers and lakes, and a tea stall on the side of the road is full of people from the rivers and lakes, talking about various things in the north and south of the world.

The stall owner is an old man over half a hundred years old, with white hair, kind eyebrows, slow movements, but unambiguous under his hands.

Next to him, there is also a girl, with red lips and white teeth, a thin waist and soft limbs, helping to serve tea and pour water, although not as beautiful as the girl in the city, but also delicate facial features, giving people a sense of durability.

Catch Wang Lai and Zhao Biao, sitting on the tea stall, drinking the big bowl of tea just served, and their hearts were depressed.

A few days ago, several rich sons suddenly disappeared, and people came to the yamen every day to make trouble, and the county magistrates had a headache and ordered them to find out the truth within five days.

As a result, in the past few days, not only has the truth not been found, but their leader actually died violently last night, and the big man who arrived a few days ago also disappeared the day before yesterday.

This incident directly caused a sensation in the six gates, and the rest of the catchers all suffered a big disaster, and they went out early in the morning on business, and they finally caught the head at noon, ran out of the city, and took a while.

Thinking about this hour, the other brothers of the Yamen should still be busy and buzzing.

"Hey, Xinling City is mixed, how can these things be so easy to investigate, now that even the head is dead, we can't act rashly, otherwise we may be regarded as an outcast at any time. ”

Wang Lai sighed.

"That's right, it is said that this matter is connected to He Jiuye, who is He Jiuye?

Zhao Biao said in a low voice.

Suddenly, a choking stench hits people, making people sick to their stomachs.

A group of charlatans covered their noses and looked back.

I saw three farmers driving a flock of sheep past here, and it was from there that the pungent smell emanated.

"Damn, it stinks, what does it smell like!"

"Hurry up, get rid of your sheep!"

These charlatans scolded angrily.

The three peasants laughed, and hurriedly drove the sheep aside, perhaps too thirsty, so they drove the sheep not far away, tied them carefully, and walked to the tea shed.

A group of Jianghu guests showed their disgust, but they could still smell the smell of their bodies, and they all dropped the tea money, covered their noses and left.

"Fuck, it smells bad. ”

Wang Lai snorted and scolded.

"Chickens, ducks, cows and sheep don't all taste like this. ”

Zhao Biao shook his head.

He didn't feel anything, Xu is family is rural, he has been exposed to these since he was a child, and he has a kind of cordial feeling when he looks at the three farmers.

Suddenly, Wang Lai's eyes looked at the girl serving tea, and his eyes showed a slight strangeness, and said: "This girl is really beautiful, although she is not as beautiful as the one in the building, but she also has an alternative beauty." ”

"What? You're crush on someone again, aren't you afraid of your tigress?"

Zhao Biao joked.

Wang Lai seemed to think of something, shuddered, and said with a sneer: "No, no." ”

"Boss, serve tea!"

Suddenly, a clear voice came.

The two looked at each other.

I saw a blue-shirted young man striding over, sitting on an empty seat, heroic and upright, with a delicate face, as soon as he sat down, he gave people a sense of condensation, immobile like a mountain.

"He's a master!"

The king said.

"What's on his back, it seems to be a knife, is it a knifeman?"

Zhao Biao asked suspiciously.

"Ahem, two officials, do you want to count a hexagram, I see that your Yin Hall is black, I'm afraid that there will be a bloody disaster recently. ”

Suddenly, an old voice came.

Looking up, I saw a hunchbacked old man with gray hair, ugly, with tumors on his face, holding a hexagram flag in his hand, with Zhou Banxian written in large characters on it, and a line of small characters below.

Wang Lai was furious and said: "Damn, get out of Lao Tzu, even Lao Tzu dares to have a pastime, and if you say that Lao Tzu has a bloody disaster, Lao Tzu will cut off your legs." ”

He grabbed the scabbard and slapped it on the table with a bang, which made the old man shiver in fright, and hurriedly turned around and left.

"I'm blind. ”

Wang Lai scolded.

The old man didn't dare to reply, and hurriedly grabbed others and pulled them up, but unfortunately the passers-by were in a hurry and shook their heads.

He hit the wall one after another, and he was not embarrassed, and suddenly, he noticed Zhang Yuan in the shed, his eyes lit up, and he stepped forward and said, "Little brother, the old man watched your Yintang turn black, I'm afraid that there will be a bloody disaster recently." ”

The girl took a big bowl of tea, walked to Zhang Yuan, gently put it on the table, and couldn't help but purse her lips and snicker.

"Really, Master?"

Zhang Yuan smiled.

In previous lives, I was particularly interested in these fortune-telling.

When the old man heard this, he suddenly became energetic, sat down in a hurry, grabbed Zhang Yuan's palm, wanted to look at the palmistry, and casually talked nonsense.

Pulling and pulling, suddenly the sound of metal unsheathed came out, and a cold dagger suddenly appeared in the hand of the girl in front of her, and her body rushed, stabbing Zhang Yuan's throat like lightning.

At the same time, the three farmers next to him suddenly rolled over, extremely fast, and a long knife appeared in each hand, and stomped directly towards Zhang Yuan.

The old man in the stall suddenly jumped up, like a big eagle soaring into the air, his breath was mighty, and he slapped Zhang Yuan's forehead with a palm.

Zhang Yuan's face changed, and he hurriedly withdrew his palm.

But at this moment!

The fortune teller in front of him suddenly clasped his wrist, and then the true qi in his body directly and uncontrollably poured outward, like the Yellow River breaking out, quickly gushing out.

"Star Absorbing Dafa!"

Zhang Yuan's pupils shrank and he said in surprise.

At this time, the girl's dagger had already struck directly, and it was extremely fast.

In a moment, Zhang Yuan's head was short, and he bit the dagger.

Click!

The dagger was bitten by him, making it difficult to move forward.

The girl was taken aback, shook her arm, and continued to stab forward.

At this time, the attack of the three farmers finally arrived, and they rose up, the long knife in their hands was filled with true qi, exuding a terrifying sword, and slashed directly at Zhang Yuan's body.

"Iron Shirt!"

Zhang Yuan shouted in his heart.

Bang Bang Bang!

The three long knives filled with true qi instantly landed on his shoulders and neck, making a piercing sound and sparks bursting out.

The three long knives were all shocked and came out of their hands, and the bodies of the three farmers seemed to have been hit vigorously, and they encountered the rebound of Jiuyang's true qi, and they fell out on the spot.

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