Wang Dong said lightly: "Before this, I had never even met Mr. Murong, so of course I can't say anything about offending."

Murong Bo pulled the scarf below, revealing a handsome face with white eyebrows and long drooping face, and said in a deep voice: "Since you have never had a festival, why bother to be aggressive!"

Wang Dong laughed silently: "You have no grudges and no grudges from the Qingcheng Sect, have you also attacked them?"

Murong Bo's expression stagnated.

In the struggle between the world, the strong always lose, the stronger win, and the survival of the fittest is the "result", but hatred is by no means the "cause", and interests are the root of all disputes.

He felt a little shocked in his heart and tentatively said, "It turns out that Zunjia came for Qingcheng. I am sorry that I have no eyes, but I don't know that Zunjia is an expert from the Taoist branch?"

In his opinion, Sima Wei, the head of Qingcheng Sect, was just a three-legged cat, but Qingcheng was also one of the Taoist ancestral courts and might not have no masters of the secrecy. Therefore, Murong Bo had this guess.

"You don't need to make any guesses. I have nothing to do with Qingcheng, but I am quite interested in your Gusu Murong family." Wang Dong glanced at Murong Bo.

Murong Bo's eyes were chilling and he said lightly: "What does the Lord's intention mean?"

"Although your Gusu Murong family has a great family and a great career, what can be seen in my eyes is just the transformation of the stars and the combination of the fingers. Can Mr. Murong borrow these two methods to me?"

Wang Dong said.

His previous evaluation of Dou Zhuan Xingshi was only "not bad", but that was just a skill that Murong Bo urged. Looking deeper, this Dou Zhuan Xingshi should not be so simple. Murong Longcheng was also a figure who was on par with the Dali Duan family who created the Six-Meridian Divine Sword and Xiaoyaozi. His martial arts skills would never be inferior to Wang Dong. If Dou Zhuan Xingshi was just a skill of "shifting" and "bounce" energy, even if luck made him superb, he would not be able to become Murong Longcheng's unique skill.

Murong Bo's face looked extremely ugly when he heard this.

Hunting is a very interesting thing. For Murong Bo, the Qingcheng Sect is a prey. He targeted Qingcheng's wealth and the power in Shu, so he took action! But it would be no fun to become the prey in the eyes of others.

Murong Bo's face was as deep as water and said coldly: "The transformation of the stars and the combination of the stars is the unique skill of my Murong family. I never lend it to outsiders. It is difficult for the Lord to force others to do so. Please forgive me for the difficulty of obedience."

Wang Dong's expression remained unmoved, and Murong Bo's reaction was as expected.

Murong Bo's lower limit is definitely much lower than many people think.

In order to restore the country, he could almost do anything and even be willing to be killed by the Xiao family and his son, but no matter how low the lower limit is, there are always some exceptions.

The magical skill of the Dou Zhuang Xingshi and the Shenlian Finger are one of them.

In addition to being a descendant of the Xianbei Yan Kingdom, the Murong family is also a martial arts family. Almost all their glory comes from their profound martial arts, which is changing and changing. The Shenhe refers to the magic weapon of the Murong family's town gate. Once it is lost, this aristocratic family will be half completed.

"Since Mr. Murong is unwilling to borrow, I won't force it!"

Wang Dong's eyes were lowered, looking at his white-sleeved hands, and said lightly: "It's just that I'm alone in the world, and there are really a lot of things to do. I can't help but have no clones, so I want Mr. Murong to join me and fight for me for a few years."

"I want to enslave me Murong Bo? Dream!" Murong Bo changed color and his face turned pale in an instant, and he was so angry that he trembled all over! He was the only one who forced others to be slaves and servants to collect intensive taxes. Now, the feng shui has changed, and some people have put their ideas on him.

Wang Dong said casually: "Ordinary people say that things are not three, but I am not two. Mr. Murong has rejected me twice. Since the reason does not make sense, I have to conquer you first and then make sense."

Murong Bo snorted, his face was cold and solemn, and his energy was strong all over his body, and he was ready for battle.

Wang Dong raised his eyes and looked at him.

Swish!

The cold electric spirit burst into flames, like a lightning bolt, and a magic sword flying out of the scabbard, stabbed Murong Bo.

The cold air was cold and murderous intent broke through. In an instant, the weather, which was originally cold in the middle of winter, seemed to have dropped a little more temperature, and the air was filled with cold air.

Wang Dong slowly stretched out a hand from his sleeve, spread his five fingers, and looked at Murong Bo Xuxu.

Others stood on the tree canopy dozens of feet high, and were even hundreds of feet away from Murong Bo. At such a long distance, let alone Wang Dong, even if he broke through the limits of the human body and reached the realm of heaven and man, he would not be able to hit the palm power, claw power, and even sword energy and other true powers a hundred feet away, even one-third of the distance may not be able to do it.

But when Wang Dong slimly slid his claws, Murong Bo's cold and solemn expression suddenly changed. At this moment, he felt that the air around his body suddenly became close and condensed, as if he was being manipulated and kneaded by an invisible big hand!

The air around him kept squeezing towards his body, and an invisible pressure surged into his heart.

Ksitigarbha Seal: The Heaven-locking Style!

The Great Sun Tathagata Sutra created by Wang Dong was born by the way of creation, the yin and yang and the five elements. On the surface, it seems to be Buddhist martial arts, but in fact it is based on Taoism and Dharma, and Buddhism is only on the surface.

The first form of the Great Sun Tathagata Sutra is secretly combined with the method of "Five Elements and Five Qis", and is called "Five Fingers Mountain". This style is divided into two parts. The first part is "grasp the five Qis". The "grasp the five Qis" alone has "outer five Qis" and "internal five Qis". The internal five Qi naturally refers to the qi in the heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys, while the external five Qis refer to the five Qis of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth that are free from the heaven and earth.

The second part is the "Five Qis Convergence", which emphasizes the integration of the five elements and five Qis to achieve oneness.

The second form of the Great Sun Tathagata Sutra, and the third form is to practice the way of yin and yang. Therefore, the second form of "Ksitigarbha Seal" is an extremely yin move. This style of king movement is just a creation, and there are many fallacies in it, but the general concept has long been formed.

The Ksitigarbha Seal is also divided into several parts.

The first part is the locking style!

The locking sky-style move uses qi to lock the opponent in the spirit. The reason why Murong Bo feels the air contraction is actually an illusion. Because this move is not aimed at a tangible body, but attacks the opponent's mind.

In addition, in Wang Dong's deduction, there are four tricks of "binding, responding, breaking, and conquering", but they have not been improved yet.

Under the lockdown of Wang Dong's Qi Ji, Murong Bo only felt that he was like a prey targeted by the prehistoric beasts, and his whole body was trapped in an invisible oppression.

The hand that Xuxu poked out continued to magnify in front of his eyes, approaching at a speed beyond ordinary people's imagination.

This time it was not an illusion.

call!

A flash of eyes was seen. Wang Dong had arrived in front of him at some point, his energy rolled like waves, and the snow around him flew up, forming snow waves, and a wave of overwhelming force rushed forward.

Murong Bo is the most top master in the present day. There are countless martial arts people who have died at his hands, but he has never seen such a powerful true power in his life. In between, he roared angrily and waved his palms. The two palm forces complement each other and blended into one. Bombing over.

This is the Shaolin Prajna Palm. He has been hiding in Shaolin Temple for nearly thirty years and has secretly learned Shaolin's unique skills. Few people can match the attainments in this Prajna Palm. Even Wang Dong may not have the depth of his understanding in this Palm.

His palm swept out, and the broken jade was just a casual time, but Wang Dong didn't even move his body. His whole body was like a mountain, shaking slightly. The Prajna palm hit him, but was automatically removed by an invisible force field and spreading in all directions.

Layers of snow scattered around Murong Bo as the center.

Wang Dong's power had swept over like a mountain torrent, landing on Murong Bo, instantly spreading to every part of his body, as if attacking every bone, every meridian, and every acupoint in his body in one breath.

No matter what kind of offensive it is, strictly speaking, condensation is always more powerful than diffusion, but Wang Dong's martial arts are far better than Murong Bo's, and this diffuse attack is more terrifying than the condensed offensive.

Although Murong Bo is a top contemporary master, Wang Dong is a top-notch figure with his martial arts skills at least two points higher than him.

Murong Bo was simply unavoidable. Countless energy eroded in, and the energy in his body suddenly became unbalanced and ran around in a random way.

Wang Xing flashed and slapped his palm on the top of his skull.

"Oh no!" Murong Bo's eyes widened, and his state of mind was no longer calm. His face was swelled by the energy, and he tried his best to activate his true power, but he could not move at all, so he could only watch the palm fall.

"I don't expect that I died so unknown..."

Murong Bo had countless unwillingness in his heart. He also had the great cause of restoring the country, ambitions, and ambitions to dominate the world, but in this palm he became so powerless and turned into a full of unwillingness.

With a light palm pressed down, a strange force descended, but Murong Bo was not dead. This force was soft and gentle, and it bound his body, causing the ground to melt like a swamp. In the blink of an eye, Murong Bo had been completely pressed into the strata, and his head was completely blocked from the ground.

"Mr. Murong, you will reflect on this for a moment and may change your mind."

Wang Dong's indifferent voice penetrated into his ears.

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"I'm not dead yet?"

On the snow, Sima Wei shivered and suddenly woke up. He patted his dizzy head, and the memory fragments gradually became clear, and he roared: "Old Murong! Don't expect to succeed!"

After venting his anger, he realized that Murong Bo was no longer there. He focused his mind and thought. Although he fainted just now, he was a man in the martial arts world after all, and he was not completely unsensitized. He also heard some words in his drowsiness. He combined them all and finally realized that he was saved by someone.

Although I felt that the master who saved me should have gone far away, Sima Wei still looked around for a moment and said loudly: "I don't know if it was the master who saved me. Please show up and see me. I will never forget my life-saving grace! I, Sima Wei, will repay you with my mother!"

There was no response around him. Sima Wei shouted loudly three times, but there was still only the sound of wind and snow. He smiled bitterly and shook his head and said, "It seems that the master has really left."

And just as he was disappointed, a faint sound suddenly floated over in the wind and snow.

"Sima Wei, do you really want to repay me?"

Sima Wei was surprised and happy, but he didn't expect that the master had not left yet. He bowed without hesitation and said aloud: "Did the Lord save me? Please show up and let me Sima Wei express my gratitude."

"There is no need to show up. Sima Wei, I will only ask you one question, are you talking really?" the voice said again.

Sima Wei said solemnly: "The kindness of saving lives is greater than heaven, so how can we not repay it? I, Sima Wei, is also a good man, and I will never speak for myself. If my benefactor only has one word, Sima Wei will go through fire and water and die."

"I don't want you to be crushed and go through fire and water, nor do I want you to die. As long as you promise me one condition."

"Don't talk about one condition, even if it is ten thousand conditions, I, Sima Wei, will never frown." Sima Wei raised his chest and raised his head.

"Very good, very good! I'll write down your words, and I'll come to you at that time." The voice gradually faded away, and there were endless.

Of course, this person is Wang Dong. His figure merged into the wind and returned to the venue where he had fought with Murong Bo in a blink of an eye. The area where Murong Bo was trapped in the ground was covered with fresh snow. Wang Dong stepped on his toes, and the ground trembled, and a figure was shaken out directly. With a bang, he fell to the ground.
Chapter completed!