Online Martial Arts: I Can Infinitely Exchange Internal Strength

Chapter 152 The Cruel Murong Bo!

A series of mysterious reward reminders made Lin Feng a little happy.

As long as he doesn't get offline by Murong Bo, he will get a mysterious reward.

Well, that's a good deal.

It seems that the luck increase of the king-level game cabin is still very effective.

Immediately.

Lin Feng no longer hesitated, and decided to use King Kong's indestructible magic skill to make a quick decision!

"You ask me about my relationship with the Tantric School of the Western Regions?

Jiumozhi and your son Murong Fu killed me in one night, Lin's Fuwei Escort Bureau is full of people, what do you think is the relationship between me and Jiumozhi? "

Lin Feng responded.

As soon as the words fell, a thought flashed in my mind, the muscles of the crossed arms on the chest tensed, and they flicked left and right.

As the flames exploded, golden light flashed on both arms.

next second.

Yellow-orange pure gold arms are revealed in the air.

Murong Bo on the opposite side stared wide-eyed.

He was not only shocked by Lin Feng's golden arms, but also attracted by the words that Jiumozhi and Murong Fu killed his whole family.

Although Jiumozhi and himself share the same interests, they are only superficial brothers.

For Murong Bo, Jiumozhi was just an important chess piece he deployed to provoke discord between the Western Regions and the Dali Kingdom.

At that time, he secretly encouraged Jiumozhi to snatch the Six Meridians Divine Sword of Dali Kingdom.

I just want to take this opportunity to provoke the relationship between Dali and Tubo.

Then he took advantage of the chaos to raise troops and restore the Yan Dynasty!

"Kill you all over the house? Impossible!
Jiumozhi is an eminent monk in the Western Regions,

Murong Fu is another young talent who is famous all over the world!

There must be a reason! "

Although Murong Bo didn't believe Lin Feng's words.

But Murong Bo's eyes were fixed on Lin Feng's arms.

The muscles of the body under the gray robe silently put on a vigilant gesture.

"The reason? It's just coveting my Lin family's evil sword manual. Believe it or not, it's a arena where the weak eat the strong. How can you explain it! Look at the trick!"

Lin Feng rarely took the initiative to attack.

With the blessing of a hundred years of internal force, the legs seemed to be equipped with super springs. With one step on one foot, the body burst forward, and the golden arms maintained a superman fist posture one in front of one in front of the other.

call out!
The golden fist pierced the air along the way, making a sharp sound.

Before the fist arrives, the wind pressure has already arrived.

Murong Bo's gray plain clothes and black scarf were blown close to his body.

"It is rumored that you are still the son of Gu Santong. The martial arts you are performing now must be the indestructible magic skill of Vajra that he taught you. Let the old man use Shaolin's unique skill [Prajna Vajra Palm] to take over!"

Murong Bo's right foot extended to the side, rooting to the ground, wanting the horse to unite.

A shake of the shoulders guides the vigorous internal force in the body to run rapidly, gathering the arms, and the arms under the clothes are faintly visible with golden energy gathering under the veins.

next moment.

Murong Bo looked at the right time, and threw his palms forward in parallel.

The two golden virtual palm prints instantly turned into two golden palm shields in the void!

It didn't wait to fly forward.

Lin Feng, who was rushing forward with a Superman punch, hit him with a punch, stopping the castration for a living!

The powerful force caused Murong Bo's feet to move back five centimeters while he was in a horse stance.

At the same time, there was a soreness in the stomach, which almost gushed out from the mouth.

If it is not for the reaction, close your lips tightly in time.

Murong Bo reckoned that all the Yangchun noodles he ate on the way last night would have been sprayed out.

In the attic far away.

Tong Boda and the others saw two strands of golden semi-arc internal energy blasting against each other on the main road!

Sometimes strong, sometimes weak.

Everyone cheered Lin Feng silently.

"Old bastard, he has been hiding in the Buddhist scripture pavilion of Shaolin Temple for 29 years. Not only has he learned most of the 72 stunts, but he has also cultivated his inner strength so deeply, um, not bad."

Lin Feng, whose abdomen was parallel to the ground and suspended in the air, commented on Murong Bo in an elder tone.

When Murong Bo heard this, the hostility in his heart surged!
He obviously didn't reveal his real body, but this kid repeatedly exposed it, as if he had figured out all his secrets.

"nonsense!"

Murong Bo instantly increased the output of internal power, and the phantom of the Prajna Vajra Palm burst into golden light instantly, and a powerful force sent Lin Feng flying.

Lin Feng spun several times in the air and landed steadily.

Quickly perceive changes in the body in the heart.

The two thousand blood volume in the body has not decreased at all, but the internal strength has been removed for five years.

Affordable!
Looking at Murong Bo who was staring at him with angry eyes in front of him, the corners of Lin Feng's mouth slightly raised.

To beat this kind of master who is more cunning and cunning than Zhu Wushi, he must get rid of his mentality.

So Lin Feng can only rely on his familiarity with the life of every martial arts NPC big man, and gossip while fighting!

"Am I talking nonsense?"

Lin Feng rushed forward again, using the vajra arm to perform the outer martial art of the Nine Yin Manual [Destroying Heart Palm] and Murong Bo faced Gang.

Murong Bo didn't hesitate either.

The inner strength is full of both arms, and they fight hard again and again, and the power is not inferior to the Vajra Arms!
I saw the two entangled together on the main road.

The footsteps change, the angle is tricky.

Punch to the flesh!

Every time the arms collided, there was a metallic impact sound, and even ripples of internal force visible to the naked eye exploded in the air.

For a while, the two sides could not compete, and it was hard to tell the winner.

At this time, Lin Feng opened his mouth to attack while fighting:
"Old Murong Ba, for 29 years you have secretly learned Shaolin's unique skills in the Shaolin Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. The first thing you found was the [Finger Finger], and it was like a treasure, and you discarded the quotations and experience of the famous Shaolin monks around you like a pair of shoes!"

"It's really stupid. You know, every one of Shaolin's stunts is a murderous stunt with a deep hostility, and it needs benevolence and righteousness and profound Dharma to resolve it!"

"Now you, the Shenting, Fengchi, and Qihai acupoints on your body are all in pain at the meridian every day, right?"

"In another half a year, you will die from severed meridians all over your body, or paralyzed all over your body, and lose all your internal energy. You still want to avenge your idiot son, so you should hurry up and find a cool place to dig a hole!"

Murong Bo became more and more anxious after hearing Lin Feng's words that pierced his heart.

Especially when talking about the three acupoints on his body, Murong Bo's mind froze and he made a mistake!

Lin Feng seized the right opportunity and punched his abdomen with an old Vajra fist.

In an instant, the powerful strength and majestic internal force pierced Murong Bo's internal organs, and his whole body was directly beaten into a bowed shrimp shape.

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and flew out together with the black scarf on his face.

It's too late to say it's too late, Murong Bo at a critical moment is like a poisonous snake.

Gang just slapped Lin Feng's non-vajra-like Tianling Gai.

Snapped!
A crisp sound.

With the help of this palm's anti-shock force, Murong Bo flipped in the air, and quickly distanced himself from Lin Feng.

Looking back at Lin Feng at this time.

After being slapped on Zhongtian Linggai with a palm, King Kong's arms touched instantly.

The majestic internal force running throughout his body stalled as if someone had taken away the key from a racing car that was racing wildly.

A pair of black eyes rolled upwards.

A line of dark red blood flowed from the tip of the thick black-haired beauty, standing upright in place.

"son in law!"

On the attic, Tong Boda threw away the binoculars in his hand, his burly body jumped out of the fence, and slowly flew away from the attic more than ten meters high.

The bodyguard and his subordinates in the attic behind him were all worried!

(End of this chapter)