Following the fingering force of "Yu Long Supporting the Boat", the powerful palm force attached to Peng Yuezu's body was quickly swallowed up. A faint light appeared outside Peng Yuezu's body, and groups of tiny thunder wires wrapped around his body.
The whole body was spinning, and the speed of flying backwards suddenly slowed down.
Three inches away from the boulder, Peng Yuezu's body suddenly stopped in the air, as if a hand of magic appeared below, supporting Peng Yuezu and slowly lowering him down.[
"Yulong supports the boat", as the name suggests, is to make the pulse power in the opponent's body unbalanced, change, or make an inexplicable movement within a specified time, which is beyond the control of the user.
Now, Liang Shaochong's cultivation level has reached the ninth level of pulse sense, and he has mastered the "Dragon Controlling Boat" move to the point of mastery.
The fingering force of "Yulong Supporting the Boat" completely changed the powerful palm force attached to Peng Yuezu's body by Wu Baiquan, changing the direction of the opponent's palm force from pulling to pulling, and from destroying to saving.
"Grandpa, you're okay!"
The stunning girl burst into laughter and threw herself into Peng Yuezu's arms.
"Pfft!"
Peng Yuezu's face turned pale and he immediately coughed a mouthful of blood. Wu Baiquan's palm hit him hard, causing severe damage to his internal organs to varying degrees.
"Thank you for saving my life, little brother!" Peng Yuezu looked at Liang Shaochong with a godly look, and then said slowly: "Is it possible that this little brother is a disciple of the Jie Pulse Sect, and what he just performed was the noble sect's Shangmai Kung Fu, 'Zhan Xuan'"
Zhenmai Jin'."
Liang Shaochong smiled and said: "Don't get me wrong, old man, I am not a disciple of the Pulse-Jie Sect, and what I just used was not the 'Zhanxuan Pulse-Suppressing Power'."
Seeing Liang Shaochong pointing, Wu Baiquan found that the force he hit Peng Yuezu had changed inexplicably, and the artistic conception of the palm force also changed at the same time.
From destruction to salvation, from death to life!
"You... are not Hong Feiyi, who are you? He is definitely not capable of practicing this kind of pulse skill?" Wu Baiquan's face was ferocious, the veins in his temples were pulsing, a sharp light flashed in his eyes, and he stared at Liang Shaochong fiercely, exuding a heart-stopping energy.
of murderous intent.
"Haha! Who am I? You don't need to know yet?" Liang Shaochong suddenly became proud and looked at Wu Baiquan and sneered.
"You..." Wu Baiquan stared, his face turning red and white with anger. The other party could actually condense the "Ya Demon True God" with a seven-inch long holy horn. Obviously, he could not be a traitor in the Ya Demon Sect, and
He is also a person with a higher status than Hong Feiyi.
Wu Baiquan was extremely suspicious of the identity of the "Hong Feiyi" in front of him. The Hong Feiyi he knew only had a five-inch long sacred horn of the "Ya Demon True God". Less than half a year ago, how could the sacred horn suddenly grow to seven
inch.
You must know that condensing the holy horns of the "Ya Demon True God" is hundreds of times more difficult than improving one's cultivation level.
In the past, Hong Feiyi was a scholar believer. Although his status was higher than him, he was still a scholar believer after all and had the right to order himself; but now, with the holy horn of "Ya Demon True God" reaching seven inches, he is a general disciple.
What will a believer be?
It's like the difference between generals and soldiers among the people.[
What's more, the sacred horn of the "Ya Demon True God" reached seven inches, and Liang Shaochong suddenly discovered a noble temperament in his body, which was naturally a deterrent to lower-status believers in the Ya Demon Sect.
When the beautiful girl, the granddaughter of Peng Yuezu, saw this situation, her eyes flashed again, and she thought: "Who is this person? Sometimes they say it's Liang Shaochong, sometimes they say it's Hong Feiyi, and sometimes they say it's Zixia
The door, sometimes it is said to be Biqing Pavilion, and sometimes it is said to be the person from Jie Pulse Gate."
"Well, ignore that. This person is only at the ninth level of the Pulse Sect, but he can scare a mid-level Pulse Master at the fifth level of the Pulse Sect into this. How majestic is it? What if I could be like him?
, how great would it be to scare a group of pulse warriors who are below the fifth level of the pulse gate?"
This stunning girl is called Peng Huijuan. Her parents were assassinated and killed by her enemies when she was a child. She has been dependent on her grandfather since she was a child, and has developed a willful and stubborn character.
"No matter who you are? What is your identity? I am executing the order now. If you interrupt, you are going against His Highness Chen Mozi? If I report it to the superiors, you will not be able to walk away!" Wu Baiquan rolled his eyes, his face immediately changed.
With a dark smile on his face, he moved Chen Mozi out again.
"Are you talking about Chen Xiaofeng? Huh, why can't this guy stand up to me?" Liang Shaochong sneered.
Wu Baiquan immediately jumped up, pointed at Liang Shaochong, and yelled: "How brave! You actually dare to call His Highness Chen Mozi by his first name, which is disrespectful to His Highness Chen Mozi. No matter who you are or what your status is, you should be punished? You...
"
"Take it and have a look! You're so talkative! After reading it, enjoy it yourself!"
Liang Shaochong did not wait for the other party to finish speaking, and suddenly took out a dark object from his body, threw it into Wu Baiquan's hand, and said coldly.
Wu Baiquan looked down and saw a dark token suddenly appeared in his hand.
This token has a lifelike True God King of Ya Mo engraved in the center, covered in scales. The whole thing is about ten inches long, and the sacred horns engraved on the head account for a large proportion, at least one-third.
1. On the other side of the token, there is a big character "Ling" engraved on it.
A majestic aura bloomed from the Ya Mo True God King on the token, rolling like a tide, as majestic as a mountain, exuding bursts of noble and sacred aura from his whole body, as if he were a high-ranking king who ruled all walks of life.
.
"Magic Order!"
Wu Baiquan exclaimed and was so frightened that he collapsed on the ground like a puddle of cow dung, his body shaking non-stop.
Wu Baiquan only felt that there was an aura of being arrogant and arrogant above the token, which made him feel fear, fear, and timidity from the depths of his soul. An indescribable fear suddenly spread throughout his body.
His lips turned blue and every muscle was trembling like cotton.
This is exactly the Demonic Order of His Highness Ling Demonic.
The person holding the token can completely represent His Highness Ling Mozi himself.
Even if Liang Shaochong insults His Highness Chen Xiaofeng, it is not because he is insulting, but on behalf of His Highness Ling Mozi himself.
Although Chen Xiaofeng and Ling Tiefei are both demons from the Yamo Cult, they have always been at odds with each other and fought openly and secretly, which everyone in the Yamo Cult knows.
"What are you doing here? Why don't you give me some compliments!" Liang Shaochong sneered and shouted loudly.
"Pah, pah, pah!" "Pah, pah, pah!"
Wu Baiquan immediately felt like a frustrated ball. He didn't dare to say a word, and immediately slapped his face hard with his backhand. After a while, his face immediately turned into a pig's head and became swollen.[
Peng Huijuan's eyes lit up and she looked at the token in Wu Baiquan's hand, curious in her heart: "What is this? How could it scare him like this?" She quickly stood up and rushed to Wu Baiquan, as if she wanted to get it.