When the name Murong Bo was called out from Xu Lang's mouth, he felt like thunder for a moment.
Murong Bo immediately began to reflect: Had some flaws been exposed over the years and let the people in the Shaolin Temple know about it, so they set up such a trap?
"Who is Murong Bo?"
Murong Bo shouted: "Who are you?"
When he shouted, Murong Bo had already rushed forward. This time, he did not use the martial arts passed down from his family. Instead, he used the seventy-two Shaolin skills. He raised his hand and used his fingers to attack Xu Lang's acupuncture points.
, raising your hands and feet completely violates the true meaning of pinching your fingers.
This finger of holding flowers comes from "Buddha holds flowers, Kasyapa smiles", and is intended to control the enemy without hurting him. However, when Murong Bo used it, he wanted Xu Lang to die.
The soft whip in Xu Lang's hand moved around, looking for gaps, and after turning over the roll, a whip was whipped in front of Murong Bo. Murong Bo quickly used Qinggong, adjusted his position, raised his hand and fired several fingers at Xu Lang.
Coming forward, Xu Lang turned the long whip in his hand and blocked the force of his fingers.
When Murong Bo saw Xu Lang's retaliation, he tightened his long whip and immediately stepped forward. He raised his hand and used Shaolin Temple's "Trouble Removing Finger" and "Powerful Vajra Finger" to attack Xu Lang suddenly.
Over the years, he has practiced martial arts diligently in the Shaolin Temple, and he knows that the Shaolin martial arts has all kinds of subtleties. Now using this martial arts, it is actually a combination of offense and defense. As long as Xu Lang dares to fight back with him, then "the stars will turn" and he will naturally be able to defeat him.
Xu Lang suffered a big loss.
"The stars have changed!"
Xu Lang pushed towards Murong Bo's arm with a flat palm. Murong Bo was extremely shocked and quickly resisted with all his strength. However, he realized that Xu Lang's internal energy was so powerful that it was like a flood that broke through the embankment, crushing him out in an instant.
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"boom!"
After the palm strike, Murong Bo stepped back dozens of steps, held his breath, and checked the injury. Then he was shocked to realize that Xu Lang's sudden movement had affected his internal strength and fingering skills, and even made him fly back a lot, but there was no movement.
Hurt him not a bit.
Not only is the opponent's internal strength superior, but also his skills in changing the world are superior to him!
Of course, what Murong Bo was more worried about was the Murong family's family tradition of martial arts.
Not long ago, he heard that Sun San in Shenhe Village died under the sudden change of time. At that time, he wanted to go to Shenhe Village to investigate, but later it seemed that the Murong family did not investigate at all. Murong Bo even met Wu from Shenhe Village under the Shaolin Temple.
Ning, he used a false identity to talk to Wu Ning and heard that it was the Murong family who wanted to copy Buddhist scriptures. He also gave away some of the Buddhist scriptures he had copied in the Shaolin Temple in his early years.
Looking at Xu Lang now, Murong Bo felt that the martial arts in his family had not only been passed down to the outside world, but also seemed to have been passed down for a long time. The other party was so young that he could actually use it better than him.
Feeling that the opponent was in trouble, Murong Bo no longer entangled with Xu Lang. After landing, he turned around and flew away, flying hundreds of feet in succession. He was about to leave the forest. Murong Bo didn't realize there was someone behind him. When he looked back, he saw that there was someone behind him.
The quiet silence in the middle made him breathe a sigh of relief...
"Snapped!"
Murong Bo was hit by a whip on his cheek. He turned over and fell down. He felt that half of his face was in burning pain. Looking forward, he saw Xu Lang standing outside the woods at some point. The long whip in his hand was shaking. At this time, the momentum changed.
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The whip just now was silent, cunning and strange, and looked like a living thing. But now Xu Lang moved the whip in his hand, and it was suddenly filled with great energy. He swung it in the air, with a crackling sound, and struck Murong Bo with great force.
come over!
Murong Bo flew away, but at this moment, Xu Lang's whip fell on the tree trunk like a violent storm, rolling out a white mark on the trunk. After the original white python whip accelerated, it moved strangely.
Go, Xu Lang retains ruthlessness and precision.
"Snapped!"
Xu Lang slapped him on the back, and Murong Bo fell from the air and rolled on the spot. There was a crackle on the ground next to him. After the white python whip fell, the dirt splashed on his face, which made him hurt.
"Whoosh whoosh!"
While this was rolling, Murong Bo used his fingers to flick towards Xu Lang.
But Xu Lang didn't move at all, letting the finger force fall on him, it was like a mud cow drowning in the sea, making no waves.
When the internal strength is cultivated to the top level, it basically has the effect of being indestructible, and Xu Lang's internal strength is several times more than that of Murong Bo. Therefore, Murong Bo uses his finger wind strength to fight Xu Lang without breaking his defense at all.
Xu Lang walked forward step by step, swaying the long whip in his hand freely, hitting Murong Bo left and right inside, and he was about to be whipped from time to time, while Murong Bo pointed at Xu Lang repeatedly, but Xu Lang
He took all the orders without moving, without stopping at all.
"Ghost! Ghost!"
A person cannot be injured, is not restricted by the wind, and has endless strength. The long whip in his hand can whip him wantonly. Murong Bo did not understand this kind of thing, so he classified Xu Lang as a ghost and thought Xu Lang was a ghost.
And she was looking for revenge on him.
"Snapped!"
"Snapped!"
Two more whips were struck on Murong Bo's body. Murong Bo gritted his teeth in pain, and then Xu Lang faced him with Yang Bai, and whipped the acupuncture points of Feng Mansion again. This time, it seemed to have caused some kind of backlash.
, leaving Murong Bo lying on the ground in pain.
The seventy-two unique skills of Shaolin are fierce at first, and the skill increases greatly. However, if you practice them repeatedly, you will fall into a deep pit and be accompanied by acupuncture pain.
Murong Bo has fallen into this deep pit over the years. He has been tortured in the early morning, noon, and midnight, which made him miserable. The pain he suffered today was originally over, but Xu Lang's few whips had a backlash that was worse than ever.
It was even more vicious in the past, causing him to curl up on the ground in agony.
"Murong Bo."
Xu Lang put away his long whip, looked at Murong Bo and said with a smile: "Taste it, how do I like these whips?"
Murong Bo endured the pain and looked at Xu Lang with hatred.
"well……"
Seeing Murong Bo like this, Xu Lang sighed, stretched out his hand, made a palm gesture, and slowly moved towards Murong Bo's body.
"Marrow Extracting Palm..."
Murong Bo hissed: "Are you from the Xingxiu Sect?" Murong Bo was also very knowledgeable, and of course he knew Ding Chunqiu's martial arts.
"Would you like to taste it?"
Xu Lang looked at Murong Bo and asked.
"Who are you and why do you have to kill me?"
Murong Bo asked painfully.
"Only you are allowed to do bad things behind your back, and no one else is allowed to do bad things behind your back, right?"
Xu Lang once again assumed the posture of the Three Yin Centipede of the Xingxiu Sect.
These are all tortured martial arts of the Xingxiu Sect.
"Just kill me."
Murong Bo felt that the pain on his body would not go away, and now he was seriously injured. He would never get better if he fell into Xu Lang's hands, so Murong Bo closed his eyes and simply wanted to die.
"Fine."
Xu Lang looked at Murong Bo and said: "If you want to die, I will help you..." While speaking, Xu Lang reached out and held Murong Bo's neck. Suddenly he thought of something, looked at Murong Bo and said: "I
If your wish to die is fulfilled, then after you die, your spirit in heaven will bless me and fulfill my wish. I want a set of three-orange internal energy, do you understand?"
Murong Bo didn't understand what Xu Lang was saying at all, so he just nodded.
Xu Lang reached out and shook his hand, and Murong Bo died.
System! Create your own!
Xu Lang quickly created his own.
Basic pile skills, basic breathing and breathing, basic sitting and forgetting, three white internal skills.
Xu Lang reached out and used the Divine Light Sutra to revive Murong Bo.
"Huh? Is this the world of the dead?"
Murong Bo slowly opened his eyes, looked around, and saw Xu Lang.
"Snapped!"
Xu Lang slapped Murong Bo and asked: "Why don't you protect me?"