Starting from evil spirits to challenge comprehensive martial arts

Chapter 58 Paying Tribute to Fire Cloud Cthulhu

Looking at Han Ling who was invincible just now, he has no power to fight back under Murong Fu's hands.

The beggars were dumbfounded, and the five-pocket disciple couldn't help but asked: "Master Quan, this Mr. Murong is so amazing! Next month, Master Qiao will have a martial arts competition with him. Can Master Qiao win?"

Quan Guanqing was startled: "I don't know either."

As the closed disciple of the Northern Beggar Hong Qigong, no one except Hong Qigong and his senior brothers and sisters may know how high Qiao Feng's cultivation level is.

Although Qiao Feng has made many attacks over the years, each time he has used a few moves to subdue the enemy lightly. Almost no one has seen him make a full-strength attack, so most people in the Beggar Clan don't know the true skill of this leader.

Quan Guanqing has always been dissatisfied with Qiao Feng in his heart, he thought that if he didn't have that prominent teacher, he might not be much worse than Qiao Feng.Qiao Feng can play that position, so can Quan Guanqing, and he can do it even better.

Therefore, the more powerful this Murong Fu is, the happier he is Quan Guanqing.It would be best for Qiao Feng to lose miserably at Murong Fu's hands, so that he can make use of the situation. Although he won't be able to grab the throne of the gang leader, it will eventually increase his influence.Eat slowly, walk slowly, and he will be able to sit in that position after all.

Han Ling felt that all the bones in his body were creaking, as if they would shatter soon.

But Murong Fu is still so far away from him, now I don't know if I can hit him or not.

No, I have to wait!
Seeing that Murong Fu hadn't come over, Han Ling was heartbroken, and slowly dragged his legs and walked towards Murong Fu.Under the pressure exerted by Murong Fu, Han Ling's legs seemed to be locked by iron chains, and every step was extremely difficult.

Almost fell to the ground, Han Ling gritted his teeth and moved towards Murong Fu bit by bit.

What does he want to do?
Everyone raised this question?

Does this person still want to attack Murong again?

God, can't he see a gap bigger than the chasm?

Why don't you bow your head?Keeping the green hills is not afraid of running out of firewood, as long as you lie dormant for a few years and devote yourself to practicing, you will definitely become a great master who will shake the rivers and lakes in the future.Why do you have to seek death?

Han Ling knew very well that with Murong Fu's capacity, how could he tolerate him.What's more, the opportunity does not come by oneself. Only by fighting for it can we be favored by fate.

Come on, come closer, come closer...

Murong Fu watched Han Ling approaching him at a snail-like speed with great interest.

"Do you still want to attack me? Well, I will give you a chance."

Han Ling suddenly felt the pressure on his body disappear, and he looked at Murong Fu in surprise.

At this time, Murong Fu spread out his hands and said with a joking smile: "Come on, hit me with your strongest blow. I will show you how big the gap is between you and a real wizard."

"Really? As you wish."

Han Ling knew that the opportunity was coming, but he didn't dare to take it lightly. It was a one-time consumable. When he got closer, Murong Fu's vigilance could be relaxed...

After taking a deep breath, Han Ling recharged his horse and concentrated on his luck, and the Buddha statue appeared behind him.

Sumeru Mountain Divine Palm · Palm Store Sumeru!
The golden big handprint reappeared, and with the vision of embracing the world, it went straight to Murong Fu!
"God's Palm of Mount Sumeru!"

Gongye Gan let out a cry, it turned out to be the top stunt of the Shaolin School.No wonder just now he and Bao BuTong joined forces to only block one palm.

But this is the untold secret of the Shaolin School. Where did this young man learn it from?Could it be that he is a Shaolin disciple?No, lay disciples don't have to teach such advanced martial arts.

It seems that this person really hides a big secret.

However, when such a powerful palm arrived in front of Murong Fu, it disappeared immediately like a stone sinking into the sea.

powerful!too strong!
This idea came to everyone's mind involuntarily. They looked at the stunned young man in the arena with complicated expressions, and they felt sympathy in their hearts. Isn't it courting death to oppose Nan Murong, who is famous all over the world?
MD, the gap is not generally large.

Han Ling smiled helplessly, and immediately made a look of great regret: "If you get closer, you will be finished."

"Oh? Really?" Murong Fu felt that he had heard the most ridiculous joke in his life. Is this person an idiot?Couldn't he see the dreadful gap?
The other party's ridiculous behavior aroused Murong Fu's strong interest, just like a cat that catches a mouse and will play with it before killing it.Murong Fu really wanted to see the hopeless expression on the other party's face after his hope was shattered, it must be a wonderful feeling.

"play one more time."

Murong Fu smiled lightly.

"You're courting death!" Han Ling said suddenly angrily.

The onlookers couldn't help shaking their heads secretly, the young man was obviously overwhelmed by anger.

It's no wonder that he lost his composure in this way. This person is so amazing and gorgeous. He is almost invincible as soon as he shows up in the arena. He must be extremely proud in his heart.Unexpectedly, he met the even more outstanding Murong Fu.This blow must be all-round.

This person must be out of balance.

Murong Fu laughed so hard that tears almost came out: "Come on, come on, I want to see, how did I seek death?"

Han Ling's fury froze, and a strange benefit was drawn at the corner of his mouth.

For some unknown reason, Murong Fu laughed furiously at him, and an ominous premonition faintly rose in his heart.

At this moment, a devastating aura rose from Han Ling's body.

Within a radius of ten miles, the livestock, birds and beasts were the first to sense the overwhelming coercion, and they all fell on the ground, dripping with feces and urine, not daring to move.

The ground began to shake, centered on Han Ling, the ground was cracked inch by inch, and the surrounding buildings shook like an earthquake.

The surrounding civilians thought that a natural disaster was coming, and curled up one by one, crawling and hiding under the tables, chairs, and beds.

The four masters will instantly petrify with all the beggars.

How can it be?

There is such power in the world?

Is this from that kid?Impossible, he cannot have such power.

Some low-level members of the beggar gang thought they were immortals.

Quan Guanqing and the four generals were even more sluggish. Based on their knowledge, even the northern beggar Hong Qigong, the general Guo Jing, and the old patriarch Murong Bo were far from capable of displaying such momentum.

The four members of the family were immediately worried about Murong Fu's safety, and now that Han Ling was ready to attack, they didn't think Murong Fu would be able to withstand the next blow of destruction.

But they suddenly found that they couldn't move anymore, they couldn't even make a sound to remind Murong Fu to run, this simple thing was impossible.

Murong Fu, who bears the brunt of it, just feels like he wants to be deprived of his five senses, except for thinking, everything is imprisoned.

For the first time in his life, Murong Fu felt the threat of death.What made it hard for him to accept was that the person who brought him this feeling was actually a small person whom he regarded as an ant.

Adhering to the legacy of the ancestors, the spiritual pillar for many years, the dream of revitalizing the Dayan Dynasty is about to end here?

I can not be reconciled!It's not time for me to die!
Murong Fu shouted desperately, but unfortunately his voice only echoed deep in his heart, no one else could hear him at all.

The whole space was sealed off, as if the life and death of all the creatures here were at Han Ling's thought, and this place became Han Ling's exclusive domain.

At this moment, Han Ling seemed to be the incarnation of Dugu seeking defeat. The loneliness of climbing the peak alone and wanting to be defeated but not attainable lingered in his heart.

The image that he couldn't even move Murong Fu's cold hair flashed in his mind before, and Han Ling suddenly realized that the invincible Murong Fu had become full of flaws.

Even with his current seven-level cultivation base, he can easily defeat the opponent.

It was so terrifying, Han Ling was deeply impressed by Dugu Qiubai's sword intent.He wished that time could freeze at this moment, so that he could slowly comprehend this sword intent.

It's a pity that if you don't make a move, the sword will will dissipate.

Han Ling aimed at Murong Fu's forehead and raised his hand.

"No!"

The four generals finally got rid of their shackles and screamed.

It's over, the master they guarded all their lives died like this!The Murong family hasn't left any descendants. Could it be that the blood of the Murong family has been cut off?
Huh?Young master is not dead?
The four generals stared wide-eyed, the young master probably looks more like death at this moment, right?
I saw that Murong Fu's hair was disheveled, and in the middle of his forehead from his forehead to Tianlinggai, there was a shiny luster five centimeters wide, and the hair there was shaved.

All the beggars were stunned, this haircut could be said to lead the trend of martial arts.

Han Ling sighed wistfully, it would look better if the hair on both sides were shorter.

(End of this chapter)