Comprehensive martial arts: The golden body is indestructible at the beginning

"There's something there." Xu Qingfeng raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "This is the first time I've seen a technique that can reverse the force.

Ask a question, how much can you bounce back? "

Murong Fu was stunned, but before he could answer, he saw Xu Qingfeng shaking his head and saying, "Forget it, it's useless to ask."

As soon as he finished speaking, another punch was thrown.

Since Xu Qingfeng inherited Cheng Kun's legacy, he has never relaxed his practice for a single day, and has also experienced countless life-and-death battles in the Khanate.

He did not listen to what Cheng Kun said and conceal the origin of his martial arts, but displayed it openly.

In his words, only cowards are afraid of fighting. How can one become one of the world's top masters without experiencing life and death several times?

The Thunderbolt Fist that he had practiced through many life-and-death trials had already reached perfection, even better than Cheng Kun back then!

With one punch, everything is shattered!

Murong Fu's face suddenly changed, and he quickly used the Dou Zhuan Xing Yi technique to try to return Xu Qingfeng's strength.

But the moment it made contact, he felt countless thunders exploding in his body!

Meridians, blood vessels, skin and flesh, from the inside to the outside, burst layer by layer.

In just a blink of an eye, Murong Fu turned into a bloody man and slowly lay on the ground.

If it weren't for his profound internal energy, he would have died on the spot.

A gust of breeze blew by, and Murong Fu fell down with a bang.

The people who saw this scene held their breathing for a moment and blinked blankly, unable to believe that this was really happening.

one move!

Just one move!

The world-famous Gusu Murong was beaten to the point where he was only left with one breath!

At this moment, Duan Yanqing was feeling extremely relieved, but when he looked at Xu Qingfeng, there was only deep fear in his eyes.

"This guy can't even stand a beating." Xu Qingfeng waved his hands with a bored look on his face, and said coldly to the others: "Want revenge?

You can go together, I don’t mind.”

Duan Yu was protecting the pale-faced Wang Yuyan at this time, his body trembling uncontrollably. Hearing these words, he hurriedly shook his head, and his head even left an afterimage.

"Capsular seed." Xu Qingfeng touched the scar on his face, curled his lips in disdain, turned around and left with Yuan Daya and Lu Zhanyuan.

Not until the three figures disappeared did everyone breathe a sigh of relief.

Duan Yanqing looked at Murong Fu, smiled meaningfully, chose a path opposite to Xu Qingfeng, and left quickly with Ye Erniang.

Wang Yuyan looked at Murong Fu, whose chest was rising and falling slightly, and could no longer hold back the sadness in her heart. She burst into tears and said, "Cousin!"

"Don't be sad, Miss Wang." Duan Yu sighed helplessly, "The most urgent thing is to send Master Murong to heal his wounds first.

Mr. Zhu, come and give me a hand."

......

On the mountain path, Xu Qingfeng finally got tired of playing with the head, and threw it with a little force, watching it disappear into the forest. Then he clapped his hands and turned to Yuan Daya and said, "Let's go. There's nothing to see in this Yuan Kingdom."

"You can't stay here any longer." Lu Zhanyuan suddenly sneered, "You broke into the Shaolin Temple, severely injured the Shaolin abbot, and killed the mysterious master who was sweeping the floor in Shaolin with one punch. You even killed many masters from other sects who were seeking justice.

Now there is another Gusu Murong.

The time is short now. If the news spreads, we will become the rats crossing the street."

"That's because they can't do it." Xu Qingfeng spread his hands and said indifferently: "In the martial arts world, strength is respected.

We agreed to make friends through martial arts, but they are not willing to do it, so I can only do it myself.

I didn’t intend to kill anyone in the first place, they were the ones who wanted to kill first.”

Lu Zhanyuan snorted coldly and was about to continue when he suddenly noticed that Xu Qingfeng's expression changed drastically and he looked up into the distance.

"What's wrong?" Yuan Daya asked softly.

"There are masters." Xu Qingfeng turned his wrist, his eyes full of fighting spirit, "This Yuan Kingdom martial arts world is no longer interesting.

I don’t know if he can satisfy me.”

......

Beiliang.

Qingliang Mountain.

Xu Fengnian looked at the imposing Lu Yuan, swallowed hard, and shook his head after a long while, saying, "No.

The fortune of millions of households in Beiliang cannot be used by me alone."

Lu Yuan's expression was serious, and he said in a cold voice: "Really?

You have already decided to defend the border for Li Yang and fight to the death with Bei Mang.

You should be very clear that Li Yang will not support you with even a single soldier. When the time comes, Bei Mang will march south in large numbers. Even if you, Bei Liang, can win, every family will be in mourning!

Since we are all going to die, why can't you lend me your luck? ! "

Xu Fengnian was stunned for a moment, looking at Lu Yuan in shock. He couldn't believe that such words could come out of Lu Yuan's mouth.

After a long while, he murmured, "You have never been someone who doesn't take human life seriously. How could you say such a thing?"

"Why not?" Lu Yuan said coldly: "I am already a land immortal, how can I share the same fate with ants!"

"Bullshit!" Xu Fengnian pointed at Lu Yuan and said angrily, "If you really think so, then why did you have to make things difficult for Linghu Chong and the others in Ming Kingdom? Why did you have to fight such a battle in Yuan Kingdom?

Why would you say that to my second sister? ! "

"People will change." Lu Yuan said in a deep voice: "You are the same."

"Change? Why should I change?!" Xu Fengnian said with red eyes: "You have changed, good.

But I haven't changed, and Wen Hua hasn't changed either!"

"You are the King of Beiliang now, you must change." Lu Yuan stepped forward and said imposingly: "The King of Beiliang does not need emotions, he just needs to weigh the pros and cons.

Wouldn't it be better to kill 300,000 people in exchange for a Li Yang to accept you and a good reputation after your death?"

"Bullshit!" Xu Fengnian cursed, "They are also human beings, why should they die?"

"Because if they don't die, Liyang will never accept Beiliang, and the Beiliang people will never have a chance to rise!" Lu Yuan looked at the pale-faced Xu Fengnian and said in a low voice: "Instead of letting them die in the hands of Beimang, why not make the best use of them, okay?"

Xu Fengnian's lips trembled, and he suddenly punched Lu Yuan in the stomach, ignoring the severe pain in his fingers, and angrily cursed: "Bullshit!

You are not Lu Yuan!

Lu Yuan would never say such a thing!

He would help me if I was in trouble, but he would never let me send someone to die!"

Lu Yuan had no expression on his face when he heard this. He slowly raised his right hand and said coldly: "In that case..."

Snapped!

The hand gently fell on Xu Fengnian's shoulder.

The frost on Lu Yuan's face disappeared, and he smiled gently, "Forget it, I'll think of another way."

"What do you mean?" Xu Fengnian said blankly.

"I mean, I am very satisfied with you now, at least you are much better than the cold-blooded person before." Lu Yuan walked to the door, stopped and smiled, "You are indeed not a qualified King of Beiliang.

But now at least he's a qualified friend.

As a friend...”

Lu Yun turned around, stretched out two fingers, squinted his eyes and smiled at the gap between his fingers: "I will reluctantly help you a little bit."

(The previous text has been revised.)