Fantasy World Transmigration

Duan Yanqing was holding a double cane, blocking Ye Erniang's expression, and he looked very dignified. He regarded Chen Ang as the enemy of his life. He already knew that his martial arts were still three points behind Chen Aung. Failure is really a difference in strength.

When Chen Ang shot, he didn't take it seriously. Only after the fight did he realize that this man's martial arts was truly unique and he was never an opponent. Knowing this, he resigned, and he said in a deep voice: "I have heard of the great move, but it is the Supreme Master of the Ming Dynasty. The original is the current leader of the Ming religion. I have some friendship with your former leader, Fang La. Why is it burning? "

The Xixia party came late and did not hear the news from the north. At this time, the young man who sent the letter was still hiding, shivering, and the beggar said suddenly: It turned out to be Mingjiao martial arts, which is unheard of, but the mule guessed Wrong, this person is not only the Ming cult, but also hunts down the Ming cult leader for more than 300 miles.

Another person thought deeper: That Mingjiao has such martial arts, so it is not a good generation. This person not only killed them, but also broke down a large sect, and even learned their most powerful martial arts. Seriously Is a great person.

When Duan Yanqing's words came out, he realized that they were wrong. The beggar helped everyone ridicule and mocked his eyes, letting him sink in his heart. "But I guessed wrong? Isn't your wise man?"

"You're half right, that's the rare psychic on the rivers and lakes." Chen Ang smiled and said frankly: "The Ming religion is in a corner, and it is extremely closed. It is very difficult for outsiders to detect the news inside it, otherwise The big move does not necessarily make the Murong family's Dou Zhuan Xing Zhuang special in the front. You can know that this Ming religion ’s supreme martial arts, your Excellency has already surpassed the ninety-nine years old.

Elder Xu next to me heard it, his face could not help but a red face, but Duan Yanqing said with no joy: "But I still guessed wrong, where did you come from?"

"No matter where you come from, Murong's family has changed from star to star. The world has long been conclusive. How could you get your comments!" Xixia warrior flicked away from Huang Sang's hands and retreated, and appeared in front of Chen Ang. .

"The ancestors of the Murong family only learned a claw from the martial arts of the Ming Dynasty, and they were able to turn it into their own martial arts and create a martial arts that would never be moved under the control of Qiankun. Of course, it was amazing, terrific." 'Amazing', greatly raised Murong's family.

The Xixia warrior's eyes flashed, and he laughed and said, "In the way of the other, give back to the other. The seniors of the Murong family are naturally talented. Which round got you a word here, you don't know where you stole a piece of fur. , Dare to show ugliness in front of the heroes of the world. "

"Stars are moving, it's naturally wonderful." A smile appeared on the corner of Chen Ang's mouth, looking at Murong Fu, who was extremely content with himself, and said leisurely, "Unfortunately, the world is getting better."

"The way of martial arts is like sailing against the water. If you don't advance, you will retreat. I will call you" Extreme "in the hands of Murong Dragon City, but in the hands of your descendants ..."

Chen Ang looked at Mu Rongfu coldly and knocked into his heart with a whisper: "What else is it?"

Tong Murongfu's face changed tragically, as if stabbed at the last point in his heart that he didn't want to mention, he gritted his teeth and said, "You deserve it, you deserve it ..."

"I'm worth it!" Chen Ang said indifferently, "I have moved a lot and pushed new ideas in my hands. On the other hand, I can naturally comment on your martial arts."

"Murong Fu!"

Everyone was shocked when they heard the name. Wang Yuyan couldn't help but exclaim. The two were excited and looked at the man on the field, and stared fiercely at the beggar who surrounded them. Disciple glanced.

Chen Ang looked at him and continued: "Although you have no ambitions, you have the ambition to reunify the country. Unfortunately, you have great ambitions and you are sparse, and you see small benefits and forgetfulness, and you struggle repeatedly, after all, it is an empty dream."

"The way of martial arts, you are not educated; you have great ambitions, you are inactive, you are struggling on the verge of an ethereal dream all day long, martial arts cultivation, you have the fortitude, you are not as good as Qiao Feng, when it comes to rebellion, it is inferior to Mingjiao. Alas, there is nothing to praise except a false name. Qiao Feng is as famous as you, which really humiliates him. "

Looking at Murong Fu's increasingly dark face, Chen Ang said faintly: "Your rebellious ability, even my officials do not look down on it. You have to clean up the confidante of Mingjiao before you can get your ringworm disease."

"Enough!" Murong Fu yelled.

As soon as his voice fell, his body seemed to be ripped a bit, as if an invisible line carried him, a strange flash, came behind Chen Ang, and pushed his fingertips, pointing his finger at Chen Ang.

The beggar's help Chuan Gong's face changed greatly, and he was shocked: "Hanging empty!"

Everything was only in the blink of an eye, and even Duan Yanqing couldn't react. He saw Mu Rongfu's body style and thought: This man's martial arts are okay, but unfortunately he is far worse than that official. , Should be able to support the two moves, I and him together, may not be worse than that person.

I thought of this, and he also fit and rushed on, a little steel cane, and the first came first. He and Murong Fu ran one after the other and attacked around Chen Ang. The strength of a yang finger was extreme enough to burn the fire.

Participating in fingers, sturdy; a positive finger, thick, are all unparalleled fingerings, Chen Ang felt a tingling sensation behind his chest, on his chest. At this time, the two were still a few feet away, and their strength was transparent. Come here, really terrible martial arts.

In the world, who dares to ignore the two fingerings together?

Chen Ang stared slightly, his right hand glanced into the past silently, bent his elbow, and moved like clouds and water. His hands moved round and round, his strength was slow and intertwined, implicit and restrained. One.

Mu Rongfu felt involved in the fingers, and was planted in a group of cotton, wrapped in tough and lingering power groups. He continued to point, and was pulled aside by the force. At times, the delay cannot erupt. After a short while, the strength of seven or eight fingers has been accumulated.

Xie Tieguai might not be the case. Duan Yanqing was dripping with cold sweat, his hands were trembling, almost holding insufficiently, and being pulled by that strength, the force accumulation of a yang finger was beyond his control. The two were involved in Wu Xue, instead, unfolding uncontrollably, following Chen An's guidance, running power.

There seems to be a soft force in front of the two fingers, which can move with force and pull freely. However, whenever two people want to withdraw their power, they feel empty and weak in front. The **** cannot be sent, and they cannot be received. To make them uncomfortable.

Unconsciously, Chen Angzhi and Yiyang Finger were observed several routines by Chen Ang carefully, thinking about the magic in them, and returning to God, only to find that Duan Yanqing was sweating and almost collapsed, and they were Chen An The skill of traction can no longer be controlled. As long as Chen Ang withdraws slightly, they will be shocked to bleed and burn all the organs.

The beggar was horrified by the crowd, couldn't believe it. Looking at the two masters who were playing with the applause in the field, the shock in his heart could not be expressed. The two asked him to stand, he stood, asked him to jump, and he Jumping, like two puppets pulling a thread, is extremely funny.

However, all the people present had no smile on their hearts and faces, only feeling silent and sad. Murong Fu was even more embarrassed and yelled in the presence: "You can't kill me, you can't kill me ! "

Wang Wangyan watched as tears were almost falling beside her. She saw Duan Yu, who was not knowing what was standing a short distance away, and said in a hurry: "Dang Gongzi, save my cousin."

When Duan Yu heard her cry, she felt sad: "Wang girl anxious for his cousin, getting along in different places, will she shout for me?" No, Wang has a kind heart, and whoever is on top will be anxious for him! What else do I count? She always likes her cousin.

I thought for a moment, feeling that I had no business, I closed my eyes and broke into the circle drawn by Chen Ang.

"Come here! I'll send you a big gift!" Chen Ang smiled slightly, pulling two forces around him, holding around Duan Yu, clinging to his hands, raising Duan Yu's hands, facing the two of them. Fingers and **** entangled between Chen Ang's hands. Beiming Shengong sensed the internal force and started automatically.

The turbulent internal force, from Murong Fu, Duan Yanqing's fingertips poured into Duan Yu's body, the Beiming Divine Gong Shi unfolded, the internal force burst out, and then disappeared without a trace, only Chen Ang noticed the subtlety, Control the output of the two stock indexes slowly, and do not let Duan Yu be injured.

Until Chen Ang finished studying the subtleties, they shook them apart and sent Duan Yu out of the palms.

Duan Yanqing and Murong Fu were pale and sullen. Duan Yanqing was okay. He was supported by the well-adjusted Ye Erniang and was able to walk barely. Murong Fu fell directly into the dust. As he looked, Abbi exclaimed, pushed away the beggar to help his disciples, and came forward to support him.

Naturally, the beggar will not embarrass a little girl, but Murong Fu struggles, pushing Abi's help, and yells, "I don't need any help." He looked terrified, anxiously, "What about my internal force? My internal force What about? "

Abi whimpered, "Grandfather!"

Murong Fu laughed long and long, and if she was crazy, she pushed Abi away ~ www.novelmtl.com ~ I haven't lost yet! "

With a sigh, Chen Ang slowly walked to Murong's resurrection: "You did not lose. The five layers of internal force were lost, which does not mean that you are a waste. You can cast stainless steel only after being refined. After suffering, you are so despised that you behave like this. "

After listening to his words, Mu Murongfu looked a few times, and finally calmed down. He sorted out his instruments and said silently, "Your lord is winning!" He even struggled to stand up, with a little more fortitude on his face.

Compared with before, he had an indescribable feeling, surging.

Chen Ang looked back at Ye Erniang, and said indifferently: "The Shaolin Meeting, I hope you will be there, no matter joy or sorrow, or retribution, I will always let you face it calmly, can you go?"

Er Yeniang, who was silent for a while, asked dryly, "But what about my enemies?"

"Half-life causes, half-life grief and joy!" Chen Ang did not answer directly.

Ye Erniang said in a deep voice: "I'm willing to go." She looked up and looked at Chen Ang with a clear look in her eyes, calmly, "There is always a voice urging me to say that I won't regret it, do you mean it?"

Chen Ang didn't answer her, looked around the scene of the messy ground, patted Hao Liantieshu with one palm, turned back and patted Duan Yu's shoulder and said, "Shizi, we should go!"

Jian Duanyu was startled, and said dumbly, "Where to go?"

"Follow Murong, go to Yanziwu!"

Ps: There is a chapter at 10 o'clock. See if you can write chapter 3 today. If not, you have to wait for tomorrow.