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Chapter 138 I have a fate with the Beggar Gang!

hold head high!!!

The roar of shocking dragons sounded, and the wind roared around them, and sand and stones flew away. The martial arts people retreated one after another, not daring to get close, for fear that the scattered power could shake it to death!

And in the surging palm energy that was like a wave, a red fire dragon as thick as a waist flew out. The temperature in the entire courtyard suddenly rose, and the breathing felt hot.

"Is this...the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms?!"

Xiao Feng's pupils suddenly shrank, and his face was skeptical - after all, he had never seen the Dragon Subduing Palm technique with such a strong flame attack.

But in addition to this, not only his momentum, but also his true qi trajectory was exactly the same. He even saw at a glance that Wu Yun's move was "Dragon's tail swing".

As for Murong Bo, who was facing Wu Yun's attack, he only felt as if he was in an endless sea of ​​fire, and it was mixed with extreme palm power and rushed towards him, which was extremely domineering. It was even more terrifying than what Xiao Feng had used before!

"Escape!!! You must not fight!"

This was the only thought in his mind.

In an instant, Murong Bo's true energy flowed to the limit and also used his lightness to the limit.

call!

He quickly dodged to the side and avoided the frontal attack of Wu Yun's palm. However, the next moment, the dragon-subduing palm exploded directly, and a large piece of flame swept across, like a sea of ​​fire.

Although Murong Bo hid quickly, his clothes and hair were still on fire, and he looked very embarrassed.

But he didn't dare to stop, so he jumped and wanted to leave Juxianzhuang... At this time, in his eyes, this place was as dangerous as a dragon's nest.

"Escape! Who is this young man in blue? His skill and his tricks are so strange."

Murong Bo felt that he had never felt this kind of powerlessness since he was a child.

The next moment, his pupils suddenly shrank.

Because, a figure stood in front of him.

It's Wu Yun!

I don't know when it was already ahead of him.

"Go to die!"

Murong Bo was shocked and angry, and once again used the unique skills of the Murong family to combine their fingers. The three spiral-like true qi roared away with a violent spiral force.

However, when you penetrate Wu Yun's body again, it was like passing through a piece of nothingness and air, shooting forward... and finally disappeared.

Although I had seen it once, I saw my joint fingers still invalid and I was killed directly. Murong Bo still felt like he was dreaming and couldn't believe it: "You! Damn."

"Send you to the road."

Wu Yun stretched his left and right hands forward at the same time, and his true energy was thriving. Five fingers of his right hand and his left back little finger emitted a sharp sword energy at the same time.

Zheng!

In the air, the sound of a peerless swordsman drawing his sword sounded, and six terrifying sword energy rushed towards Murong Bocheng.

"Six-Meridian Divine Sword?"

Murong Bo was stunned and once again strongly used his internal strength to display his fingers. He was completely desperate. Life and death, and another blow!

Unfortunately, even Murong Bo, who had full potential, only barely shattered two sword energy and avoided two sword energy. But there were two left, and he was powerless...

Puff!

Accompanied by the dull sound of sharp sword energy piercing into the flesh and blood.

The Shang Yang sword pierced into his heart, while the Shaoze sword pierced into his temple!

No gods can be saved.

Murong Bo looked at Wu Yun for the last time, full of doubts, confusion, unwillingness, resentment... Then he softened his body, rolled down from the roof, and fell to the ground. A piece of dust flew, and he died of anger.

The Murong family in Gusu has been collecting martial arts all over the world for a hundred years, but there are still several peerless martial arts that cannot be obtained. Among them, the martial arts that Murong Bo wants most in his life is the Six-Meridian Divine Sword of the Duan family in Dali!

Now that he dies under the Six-Meridian Divine Sword, he is considered dead to be the only one... right?

Although his body's eyes were still open, he felt a little uneasy to die.

At this time, the entire Juxian Village was quiet, and everyone had stopped the weapons in their hands and dared not move.

call……

Wu Yun had a breath of turbid air and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

"I used Yunyi twice in a row, and then successively used the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms and Six-Meridian Divine Sword. Even with my internal strength, my true qi is very consumed. In fact, it is mainly because Yunyi is indeed powerful and it consumes very much."

That's right!

The reason why Wu Yun could easily bypass Murong Bo's previous obstacles and could catch up with him first was because of the mystery of "Yunyi".

When executing the Yunyi magic skill, although he continues to consume true qi, he is extremely fast and will not be hit by true qi martial arts in this state. This is why Murong Bo intervenes in his fingers twice, passing through Wu Yun's body as if nothing...

In fact, if Yun Yi doesn't use this normal fight, he can also solve Murong Bo. He may not have consumed so much true energy, but he just needs to spend more time and thought.

The reason for this is to create a "crunching" effect and completely shock the heroes of Juxianzhuang!

In Wu Yun's opinion, they were just stupid and had too many thoughts, and were not bad. Later, in the battle between Song and Liao, many people from Juxianzhuang also rushed to the front line.

So, if you can kill less, just kill less...

Wu Yun took a little toe and fell from the roof to the ground lightly. A large area immediately appeared around him, and everyone retreated one after another - including Xuan Dan, Xuan Ji, who was afraid of death before, and Xuan Ji, two Shaolin monks.

After all, no matter how powerful Xiao Feng is, he still falls within the scope of "people".

The young man in blue clothes in front of him was like a monster ghost!

Only Xiao Feng looked at Wu Yun with gratitude and bowed: "Thank you for your help from the young hero, please ask for your name?"

"My name is Wu Yun. Gang Master Xiao doesn't have to be too polite. You and I have a fate. Can I let this girl Azhu in your carriage show me? Xue Shen is very slow to treat his illness, so why not give me a try."

Xiao Feng looked at Azhu - she naturally had to make her own decisions about this kind of thing.

In the fierce battle just now, Wu Yun's methods and martial arts were shocking, so Azhu naturally became a little more convinced. Then he nodded: "It's my fault for Young Master Wu."

"Okay, then let's go first."

Wu Yun looked at the timid Juxianzhuang heroes around him. Whoever was swept by his eyes immediately retreated desperately and did not dare to look at him.

joke!

Murong Bo is a legendary figure in the world. He was killed by him just now within a few moves. And it seemed very relaxed and completely crushed. Who dared to step forward with such an inhuman fierce god?

Xiao Feng pulled up the carriage and took Azhu to Juxian Village.

Wu Yun looked back at the elders of the Beggars' Sect and shook his head in a pity: "If the Beggars' Sect declines, it will be your fools. I'll deal with the Beggars' Sect's affairs when I have the chance."

As he said that, he followed Xiao Feng out of the door.

There were hundreds of corpses left on the ground, and the remaining martial arts heroes looked at each other in all directions.

Several elders of the Beggars' Sect frowned and were filled with doubts.

"Elder Wu, the young master just now scared Mr. Murong away, but my Beggar Gang's Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms?"

"I also think it's very similar. But the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Subduing Will Not Generate Fire in the True Qi? It's Strange."

"And the tone of this person's speech to us is also a bit strange."

"Does it have a connection with my Beggars' Sect?"

After a discussion, the few people didn't understand, so they could only keep this question in their hearts.

However, something big happened in Juxianzhuang today!

Not only were the martial arts heroes surrounding Xiao Feng, but there was also a martial arts legend who was obviously dead. Murong Bo appeared in an attempt to attack Xiao Feng, but was crushed and killed by a mysterious young master present - this time he was afraid he was really dead.

Outside Juxian Village.

Wu Yun and Xiao Feng were walking on the official road, preparing to find an inn to stay in and try to heal Ah Zhu.

Xiao Feng hesitated for a while, but still couldn't hold back.

He was a straightforward man, and he didn't indirectly ask directly: "Young Master Wu..."

"Don't call me Young Master, call me Brother Wu."

???

Xiao Feng was a little confused.

You obviously look much younger than me!

Wu Yun smiled and said, "I am actually not young anymore, but because of my martial arts, I have the skills to maintain my beauty."

I see!

Xiao Feng respectfully clasped his fists: "Brother Wu, I have something unknown. Just now, you condensed the dragon-shaped energy with one palm, scaring Murong Bo away, but did you use the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms?"

"That's right. It's indeed the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, and it's the Dragon's Tail Wave."

Wu Yun said, spreading his palms, and a ball of true energy emerged. The rotation and friction with the air, making sounds similar to dragon roars.

The dragon roar of the eighteen palms of the dragon subduing is actually a blast sound caused by the special true qi movement trajectory that causes the palm wind and air to rub, which is just like the dragon roar.

There is only this set of palm techniques in the world, which is such a special palm wind sound.

Xiao Feng was also stunned. Unexpectedly, he was so honest, and was even more surprised: "The Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms is the magical skill of my Beggar Gang Town Sect. How could Brother Wu be? What's more, the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms do not have the effect of flame attack. I heard that there are martial arts such as the Flame Sword and the Wuxiangjie Finger, which can be accompanied by scorching true energy, like burning flames. But the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms do not."

Hahaha!

Wu Yun laughed heartily and patted Xiao Feng on the shoulder: "I have a fate with the Beggars' Sect! Brother Xiao, please listen to me and you in detail."

So, Wu Yun once again used his tricks to fool...

The legendary Temple of Martial Gods is on the stage again!

Of course, during this fooling, the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms were not taught by the Temple of Martial Gods, but when a certain generation of Martial Gods of the Temple of Martial Gods came out and walked, they formed brothers of different surnames with the founding ancestor of the Beggar Sect at that time. Then they gave some advice and evolved a set of 28-stroke nameless palm techniques created by the Beggar Sect’s ancestors into the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms. (Another statement: Don’t over-compare the original work! I know that the original work was simplified by Lao Xiao)

As for why his Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms can be accompanied by flame attacks, it is naturally because of the special martial arts of the Temple of the Martial God.

In order to increase the credibility of the entire story, Wu Yun also told the story of the Temple of the Martial God and the Duan of Dali again.

The framework of a powerful hidden sect and its origins in the martial arts world... Isn't this beginning to be clear and complete?
Chapter completed!
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