When he woke up, Lin Changsheng stretched his waist and screamed "ah" in his mouth. But halfway through the sound, he opened his eyes, then his eyes widened, and he swished, and scolded, "Damn! M's, just got a clue, and here it is again. ”

Shaking his head, Lin Changsheng rubbed his eyes, confirming that he was not dreaming, he couldn't cry or laugh, he was still sleeping in the inn a moment ago, and when he woke up, he ran to the deep mountains and forests, really.

He patted his forehead and complained: "This crossing is too, and it is completely out of his control." He doesn't wear it when he should wear it, and he wears it indiscriminately when he shouldn't. If you get married in the future, you will not cry to death when you come out of the cave room. ”

Shaking his head, he made out the direction, and when he saw a group of temples in the distance, he was about to go over. Just as he took a step, his pupils shrank slightly, and he whispered, "Who?"

A gray-clothed man came from far and near, and was just a hundred meters away, and in an instant, he ran to less than ten meters in front of him. This person's face was covered with gray cloth, and he was staring at a bald head on his head, as if he were a monk.

Gray-robed, monk...... Murong Bo!

Lin Changsheng's heart was like lightning, and he had a guess in an instant. He said in a deep voice, "Who is Your Excellency?"

The gray-clothed monk sneered and asked, "Boy, who are you, why are you here?"

Lin Changsheng's face remained unchanged, and he said lightly: "You can appear here, why can't I appear here?"

"How daring!" the gray-clothed monk's eyes widened, but suddenly softened, and a smile appeared in his eyes. Lin Changsheng was stunned, his pupils constricted, and the gray-clothed monk suddenly jumped forward, a distance of about a zhang in front of him, and stopped abruptly. Lin Changsheng didn't think about it, he concentrated on his palm, across his chest, and with two muffled sounds, he took two steps back in succession, and snorted in his mouth.

The gray-clothed monk glanced at Lin Changsheng unexpectedly, and said, "Good boy, there are really two hits, but I don't know which sect or sect he comes from?"

Lin Changsheng's face was ugly, and he glanced down at his palm, where there were two red marks. He snorted and said, "Finger of flowers, you are a Shaolin monk." It's really strange, isn't it true that the Shaolin monk is not seen now?"

The gray-clothed monk narrowed his eyes and said, "He is young, and his kung fu is not weak, but he is self-reckless, and he will only seek death." Boy, how about the old man give you a chance to surrender to me?"

When Lin Changsheng heard this, his anger rose, and he surrendered, I surrender to you. He took a deep breath, calmed himself down, and said in a cold voice: "Old fellow, haven't you heard that the back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, and the front waves die on the beach? ”

"Look for death!" the gray-clothed monk was furious, and with a step under his feet, lightning punched. He couldn't punch his body, and the force was already in front of him. Lin Changsheng's eyes flickered, and he waved his hand and slapped a palm. The two forces collided, and he felt that the other party's strength spread out in an instant, extremely strong. At that time, the gray-clothed monk had already arrived in front of him, and with the same punch, he smashed into Lin Changsheng's chest.

Another palm, a pair of two, immediately a muffled sound, both of them shook their bodies, and the gray-clothed monk jumped directly into the air, his body spun, and fell to the ground. Lin Changsheng took three steps back and regained his footing.

"Such a strong force, such a deep internal force. With a secret sigh, Lin Changsheng's heart flickered, and he said in a low voice: "Wei Tuo pestle?"

The gray-clothed monk was even more surprised, and said in a deep voice: "Good boy, I really can't see that he has such internal strength at such a young age. As he spoke, he kept looking Lin Changsheng up and down with a pair of eyes that were exposed, and said, "Looking at your age, you are only twenty-three or four, which is younger than the 'North Qiao Feng, South Murong' that is rumored in the rivers and lakes." Say, who are you, and what kind of sect are you?"

Lin Changsheng looked at his shocked appearance, and a bad taste rose in his heart, and he pretended to say, "Do you really think of it? Everyone who knows about my sect has gone to see the king of Hades. ”

The gray-clothed monk's eyes were stunned, and his pupils revealed a sense of shock and dismay. Looking at his expression, Lin Changsheng was even more sure that this guy was Murong Bo.

He looked at Lin Changsheng, laughed, and said, "Okay, good, good ......" As he spoke, he suddenly rose up and volleyed into the air. An invisible aura instantly shot in front of Lin Changsheng.

Lin Changsheng snorted, and also pointed out, poof, the two fingers collided, and they became invisible. Murong Bo's body kept moving, jumping left and right, his right hand and fingers were urgent, and one after another volleyed fingers came from the front and left and right.

"Is this the finger of the ginseng?" he said secretly, and the two fingers of his right hand swiped from the bottom up. The finger power was rushing, like an invisible blade, Murong Bo's finger force hit it, and the puff dissipated into the invisible, so even Murong Bo, who was approaching, felt a sharp aura, his body suddenly stopped, his right hand clenched into a fist, and he smashed it down with a fist.

The fist power rushed to his face, Lin Changsheng smiled coldly, and the oblique fingers pulled down, and the sharp finger power gushed out.

"Divide the gold and break the jade!"

Murong Bo was startled, only to feel that his fist had smashed on the blade, as if it was about to be cut. His mind turned sharply, his fist opened suddenly, and when he grasped it and loosened it, a mysterious force wrapped in Lin Changsheng's finger power instantly reversed, and the finger force that was supposed to slash at him was slashed at Lin Changsheng.

"Is the stars moving?"

Lin Changsheng didn't seem to be flustered, his body shook, as if he was going around in a circle, letting his fingers pass by, and standing on the big tree not far behind.

Murong Bo jumped away, stared at Lin Changsheng deadly, jumped over him, and just saw the big tree crooked and smashed to the ground. Look at the cut surface, but it is smooth and ruthless.

"Good Finger Force!"

Lin Changsheng smiled and said, "You're not bad." It's a pity that people are a little stupider. ”

Murong Bo's face was ugly, but he quickly recovered his taste and looked at Lin Changsheng with a serious face. Just now, he was in a hurry, otherwise he wouldn't have been seized by Lin Changsheng to fight back, exposing the Dou Zhuan Star Shift.

Although Lin Changsheng's division of gold and jade is beneficial and harmful, it is only a trick, which seems to have no taboos, but in fact it has great limitations. However, Murong Bo's fingers are different, this is an extremely clever set of fingering, which is not as good as the six-vein divine sword, and it is not inferior to the kung fu of the Yang Finger, the Flower Finger, and the Vajra Finger.

If the two of them only use fingering to fight each other, Lin Changsheng is definitely not an opponent. Of course, he wouldn't be so stupid as to spell Murong Bo's fingering with just one move.

Murong Bo sneered, his body flashed, and he suddenly appeared on Lin Changsheng's left side, slapping his palm obliquely. Without waiting for Lin Changsheng to raise his hand, Murong Bo stepped over, appeared directly on his right side, and slapped it with another palm.

Lin Changsheng's eyes lit up, and he secretly praised, and struck with both palms, the left palm pierced the right, scattering Murong Bo's palm power, and the right palm pierced the left, and he slammed into a palm.

The two of them were in a vertical position at the same time, and as soon as they landed, Murong Bo pounced, and Lin Changsheng did not show weakness, and slapped his palms in succession, hitting one place. Under the superposition of palm power, without waiting for Murong Bo to get closer, he bombarded in front of him.

Murong Bo threw his left arm, his right palm was slightly closed, and a sudden palm was thrown out, and Lin Changsheng's palm force was rebounded by him. He followed with a sharp palm from his left palm, and he added strength again.

Lin Changsheng laughed twice and praised: "Good kung fu!"

He didn't dodge or dodge, his legs sank, and he stood there by himself, letting the two of them hit him with the force of his palms. But when he was surprised, this strong palm power was like a breeze blowing, but it only lifted the corners of Lin Changsheng's clothes, and it didn't hurt him in the slightest.

Murong Bo's pupils constricted, and he slapped Lin Changsheng on the chest. The strength of his palm was hurried, but just like the palm power just now, this palm slapped on Lin Changsheng's body, although it made his whole body shake, but it did not hurt much.

"Stars and ......"

Murong Bo spit out the four words in shock, only to feel the force on his arm backlash, and a majestic force came out of Lin Changsheng's chest, and he made a mistake under his feet and quickly dodged away.

Murong Bo looked at Lin Changsheng in disbelief, and asked, "What did you use just now?"

Lin Changsheng smiled and said, "In this world, it is not only the Murong family's Dou Zhuan Xing ...... that can transfer strength."

However, his move to transfer flowers and jade has only practiced the first weight of the transfer power, but the first weight of the counterattack force is not perfect, otherwise the assault just now would be enough to severely damage Murong Bo.

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