"Senior, you are wrong, there are seven juniors today Chinese New Year's Eve, and they are almost forty people, not 'but thirty'. Passing by said slowly, slowly relaxing his whole body. This is extremely dangerous behavior. But those who practice martial arts, accustomed to nature, will subconsciously protect their bodies with their true qi internal force. Passing by at this moment, the acupuncture points of the whole body are relaxed, and anyone who takes a light touch on the acupoints can almost kill him.

Wu Xingyun held his breath, completely unable to figure out what he was going to do. The other discerning disciples present saw it, and they were all too nervous to say a word, staring at him without blinking. Of course, Murong Yanxi also saw it, but he relied on his identity, so he naturally didn't pay attention to the defeated opponents.

Passing by, he didn't care, and continued to approach step by step, getting closer and more relaxed, until he stood at a distance of one zhang in front of Murong Yanxi. At this time, Murong Yanxi only needed to move his fingers, and he had to die on the spot immediately, even if the immortals had no time to come to the rescue.

Passing by and ignoring his own situation, he smiled slightly and said: "When people are over thirty-five, they must have some decent achievements that can be said and counted." In the next one I don't know the text, the second doesn't know the ink, and the martial arts that I thought I could boast about a few words now seem to be insignificant. Fortunately, Uncle Shi could afford it, and before he died, he handed over this vulture palace to me, which was barely the only achievement that could be counted, but it was also inhabited by the predecessors. Senior, you said that if people are mixed up to this point, if they are still shameless and brave, then they don't have to live for the rest of their lives?"

Murong Yanxi couldn't figure out his intentions, but comforted him gently: "Your martial arts are by no means insignificant, it's just that you just happened to meet an old man." Looking at today, there are less than ten people who can make more than 100 moves under me, and you are counted as one of them. ”

Passing by breathed a sigh of relief and said, "This is really a consolation thing." Let's make an appointment ahead, if I can pass three hundred moves under the 'Dou Zhuan Xing' kung fu of my predecessors, this position of the Lord of the Vulture Palace, my predecessors will have to return it to me, yes or no?"

Murong Yanxi said, "You have already lost. ”

Passing by, he said: "We don't say how to lose in our covenant. It's just a slap in the face, as long as you don't die, as long as you can fight, as long as you still have a breath, you don't lose. ”

The implication is that it was originally just a competition to win or lose for the ownership of the Vulture Palace, but it suddenly escalated into a battle of life and death. It's just that this kind of life-and-death battle at this time is just a life-and-death battle passing by.

The Murong family has taken the restoration of the country as their responsibility for generations, never dying, not dying, and continuing to do so for future generations. Murong Yanxi listened to the words passing by, not only did he not laugh at him for not being self-sufficient, but instead rose up with a sense of appreciation, and said solemnly: "Okay, I'll give you this opportunity." As long as you can make another hundred moves under the 'Dou Zhuan Star Shift', this Vulture Palace, the old man will return it to you. ”

Passing by and waiting for his words, he smiled slightly, patted his sleeves with both hands, and said, "Thank you seniors." At the same time, he instructed Wu Xingyun, "Xingyun, count carefully, don't miss it." ”

Passing by, he rushed over with a fist. Murong Yanxi was also restrictive, his attitude was much more serious, and he was no longer as contemptuous as before.

In the anime, countless protagonists are beaten all over the ground looking for teeth and continue with blood, but in the end, they can have the strength to burst out and finally defeat the opponent. This kind of plug-in thing, passing by will not believe it. The strength is there, winning is winning, losing is losing, no matter how powerful the momentum is, the fist has so little strength, it is useless to shout death.

As a result, he came here like this again today, and he was abused like this, and he still had to get up and continue to be abused. He has lived for 37 years, 25 years in the real world, and 12 years in Jin Yong's novels. His life did not stand still, and he clearly saw the change in his face in the mirror. He always thought that as long as he found an opportunity to learn martial arts well, he would be able to laugh at the time of the time. But the question in front of him now is, when is he going to learn? Like Huang Shang, he will study martial arts all his life, and when he is the first in the world, he will suddenly find that he is full of white hair?

He passed by not that kind of person.

Who said that there was only Qiao Feng Duan Yu Xuzhu's World Heavenly Dragon Babu? Could it be that the Tianlong Babu that he passed by was not the Tianlong Babu?

His road to the rivers and lakes starts from the Eight Divisions of the Heavenly Dragon, and starts with defeating Murong Yanxi! Failure, success, failure, and success, whether it is the road of martial arts or the road of life, it is like this, and the general who wins is just a legend.

Passing by, punching and kicking, trying his best, the complicated moves were dazzling, but no matter what, Murong Yanxi still dissolved him one by one with just a slight wave of his hand. From time to time, he was knocked to the ground by the passerby, but soon got up again and continued to punch and kick dazzlingly.

"Do you think that if you don't use internal strength, the old man can't do anything about you?" Murong Yanxi said, knocking the passing by down again.

This time, it took a little longer to fall to the ground, and it took a little time to get up. He had now bruised and swollen his nose and face, and he looked exactly like a street fight.

Passing by grinned, he said, "Isn't that the case? I can't beat you in my kung fu anyway, so it's better to hide it than to use it to eat the consequences." Anyway, as long as I hold on for another hundred moves, this Vulture Palace will be mine. ”

As he spoke, he leaned over again, rushed up with his fist, and changed his move without waiting for it to be issued, until the move was connected with Murong Yanxi's palm power. This hand is still from the experience gained from Huo Qingtong's "three-point swordsmanship" and Chen Jialuo's "Hundred Flowers Wrong Fist". "Three-point swordsmanship" only makes three points per move, and changes the move again halfway, so that the opponent is unable to defend against it. And "Hundred Flowers Wrong Punch" is a hundred punches are mixed, the upper punch does not seem to take the next punch, all the mistakes are made, but it is the same as the "three-point swordsmanship", that is, to make the opponent unexpected.

Murong Yanxi wanted to borrow his strength, and let him borrow it when he passed by. His mind changed so much that he didn't even know it, but it depended on how Murong Yanxi knew.

But Murong Yanxi responded to all changes with the same attitude, he attacked offensively, he pushed it away, and when he passed by a move that was not used well, even if he was beaten back by himself, it didn't matter, anyway, he didn't use his internal force.

Murong Yanxi shook his head and said, "With your condition, you can't hold on to a hundred moves." ”

What he said was right, he was eaten by his own white rainbow palm power before passing by, and he was already injured internally. Even if you don't use internal force now, no one can bear internal and external injuries. After a few more falls, he didn't even have the strength to get up.

Passing by, he got up again, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said with a smile: "No way, people have to fight for their lives shamelessly like this." Otherwise, there will be no chance in the future. ”

"Ninety, ninety-one......" Wu Xingyun was both anxious and worried beside him, and at the same time held hope, hoping that he could survive a hundred moves. Murong Yanxi is a famous martial artist, since he boasts of a hundred moves, he will definitely not break his word.

"Ninety-Seven ......"

Passing by and falling again.

"Ninety-Eight ......"

Passing by and falling again. This time, it took him a great deal of effort to stand up, his eyes were a little blurred, his body was shaking, and his forehead was probably bleeding. He didn't have to look in the mirror, he knew he looked miserable.

Tsk, that's pathetic. He can go to shoot hot-blooded anime.

Murong Yanxi even omitted "You still want to fight", and still stood calmly, reflecting the sunlight passing through the gate behind him, as mighty as a god.

Passing by smiled slightly, and rushed over again, as he had done ninety-eight times before. The Shadowless God Fist, the Tianshan Folding Plum Hand, the Tianshan Six Yang Palm, the ordinary small grappling, all the moves he knew were all rushed out in this move in a chaotic manner. Murong Yanxi also flicked his sleeves lightly like the previous ninety-eight times, expecting to stumble under his feet as he passed, it was impossible for him to withstand this brush.

But this time, he didn't flick his sleeves, and when he realized that something was wrong, he only felt a force like a sharp sword, rushing from the palm of his hand and directly rushing towards the acupoint in his chest.

Murong Yanxi's body flew backwards without warning. Everyone present thought that he was just avoiding and defusing the passing moves, until he fell straight to the ground and spat out a mouthful of blood, that he noticed the sudden reversal of the situation.

"Nine, nine、......" Wu Xingyun looked at this scene in disbelief and forgot to count.

"Ninety-nine. Passing by once again wiped the blood that churned out of the corners of her mouth, calmly counted the tricks for her, looked down at Murong Yanxi on the ground, squeezed her eyes, and said with a smile: "Is this also called 'Dou Zhuan Xing'?"

――I'm a little excited that this book will be on the shelves tomorrow, and I hope to get everyone's continued support.