martial arts mythology system

Chapter 241 Lock City
The dragon soared like thunder, shocking Baili.

The power of one palm was mighty and majestic, and the impact caused the straw baskets and wooden frames in the whole street to fly around.

The two blue-clothed Taoists confronted the most violent move in "Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon" head-on, and took two steps back at the same time.

Lu Zhou put his hands behind his back and rubbed his right hand twice with his left hand.

He cultivates the yin and yang qi of Taoism, the yin qi is soft and the yang qi is strong and upright. In the past, he has hardly encountered a force that is stronger than the Taoist gang qi.

Until now, I have come across the "Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon", which is the strongest and most yang... In the Jin Department of martial arts, "Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon" is definitely the most fierce and masculine in the world, and it is also the most masculine in the world. The pinnacle of learning.

Han Feng rushed all the way from Feng's house, his breath still not calmed down, and he looked at the two Taoist priests in blue with cold eyes.

"Taoist, tell us your identities."

The two Taoists are both seventh-rank cultivation bases. If you say that their martial arts are low, they can be regarded as the number one figures in the world, but if they are high, they are indeed not true masters.

Facing the menacing Han Feng, both of them felt a little cowardly...

"We are the Taoists of the Taoist sect in the early days. The battle with this Jade Emperor sect disciple is a civil war in the Taoist sect. I hope that your honor will not stop us."

"Taoism in the early days?" Han Feng couldn't help smiling when he heard that, and looked at the two blue-clothed Taoists, "I'm afraid there won't be any sect that recognizes you as a Taoist sect except you Daoists in the beginning..."

"Boss Han, you should think about it... Your behavior is completely provoking my Taichu Dao!"

The Taoist in the early days named Lu Zhou stared at Han Feng coldly.

Han Feng didn't care about such threats at all, but instead smiled contemptuously:
"Friend, haven't you heard that I led a team to wipe out several strongholds of your Taichu Dao in Chang'an Dao two months ago? The matter of provoking Taichu Dao...have I not done enough?"

As soon as the words fell, Han Feng spread his arms and wings, and his whole body swept away the two blue-clothed Taoists opposite him like a big bird.

The left hand condenses the true energy of Mingyu Gong, and the right hand condenses the eight strengths of Zhouliu.

Two majestic and powerful bursts of true qi divided into two sides and hit the two Taoists respectively.

With Han Feng's current skill level, it's not too easy to beat his peers, even one against two is not difficult.

Lu Zhou was originally planning to use Taoism's yin energy to resist Han Feng's rigid palm with softness, but what he didn't expect was that what came surging forward was a crowd, domineering, pure, and at the same time a round and ruyi artistic conception of ice... Cold infuriating.

The powerful Mingyu True Qi surged along the Daoist Yin Qi, invaded Lu Zhou's body, and completely froze him... Afterwards, layers of frost covered Lu Zhou's body into an ice lump.

As for the other Taoist in blue, he was completely blown into a fool by Zhou Liubajin...

Han Feng made a great move, and pushed out with a palm, completely pushing the two out.

The whole ice lump exploded, and the Taoist in blue didn't have much ability to breathe...

Han Feng looked at the two Taoists who were slumped in front of the well, with a slightly puzzled expression:
"It's just you two crooked fruits and cracked dates, the Taoist masters who stopped me from the Xuanjian Division with the sound of the piano in the Feng family? Isn't it too disappointing for you to do this?"

In fact, as a young man in his 30s, Lu Zhou is already very proud of being able to reach the seventh-rank level, but the two who were picked up and beaten by Han Feng just now obviously have no confidence to refute.

At this moment, Han Feng felt the "Tianzi Wangqi Technique" in his heart, and felt the emotion of an enemy and a friend.

Afterwards, Han Feng suddenly had an idea, raised his hand, and a golden dragon shadow took shape on his palm.

"You two, please pray that you will be favored by the Patriarch of the Sanqing after your death~"

"hold head high!!"

A dragon roar pierced the sky.

Among the "Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon", "Kanglong Yougui", which has the most energy, was played.

However, at this moment, a piano sounded.

It is like a clear spring jumping, and like a breeze blowing through the valley, it makes people feel open.

But it is also this kind of power that uses the power of sound waves to affect Han Feng's "Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon" through the air.

The golden dragon shadow trembled and gradually disappeared into the invisible.

Han Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, and in front of the two blue-clothed Taoists, a young Taoist in a gray wide-sleeved Taoist robe sat cross-legged and played the piano.

The movements are free and unrestrained, and the demeanor is calm and unhurried.

Just like a banished fairy in the world who is unrestrained and unrestrained.

This is the person who observed Han Feng with Feng Bo on the tall building before, and he was also the person who forced Xuan Jiansi back with the sound of the piano in Feng's house.

He kept fiddled with his fingers and brewed powerful sound waves, which condensed into a shapeless sword in front of Taoist.

Some are just rough concepts, as well as an invincible edge!
"Are you the leader of the Taoist plan in Yunchen?"

Han Feng asked coldly.

The young Taoist who played the qin was expressionless, and slowly plucked the strings... Then, the invisible sonic sword in front of him slowly began to spin, and shot at Han Feng at high speed.

Han Feng raised his hands, and the golden dragon shadow appeared, and six magnificent golden dragon shadows emerged from the golden brilliance around Han Feng.

"Six Dragons in Time" from "The Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon"!
The mighty dragon shadow collided with the invisible sound wave sword and shattered at the same time.

Han Feng sensed that his "Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon" failed to stop the casual blow of this top third-rank master, so he quickly dodged back, grabbed Song Xulun and hid at the corner of the street.

Then there was a loud bang.

There was only a big pit left where Han Feng stood just now.

The sonic swordsmanship is so powerful...

But the sound of the mysterious young Daoist's piano has not stopped, and unparalleled sonic swords continue to emerge in the air... and there are five in a row...

Song Xulun looked at the sound wave therapy formed in the air, struggled and said to Han Feng who was carrying him:
"Master Han, the conspiracy of Taichu Dao is going on, even Yunchen still needs your leadership, you should leave quickly, I will risk my life to delay you!"

Han Feng glanced at Song Xulun and sighed:
"He's a good boy~"

Then a hand knife knocked the poor little Taoist unconscious.

The mysterious Taoist didn't tell Han Feng any more. Five sharp sound wave swords condensed and aimed at Han Feng's head, neck and heart.

He didn't understand why Han Feng knocked Song Xulun unconscious at this moment... But Han Feng understood it himself.

The five illusory sonic swords came through the air, at this extremely critical moment.

A petite figure in white descended from the sky.

Six fiery and domineering crimson fireballs hovered behind her, and a powerful palm force rushed out.

【Yang Song Tianjun】! !

The mighty and dreamlike palm force collided with the five sonic swords, and the sonic swords were instantly shattered, and the rest of the palm force simultaneously flew towards the young Taoist who was playing the piano.

The Taoist stood up, slapped the guqin, and drew out a simple long sword from it, and the sword collided with [Yang Ge Tianjun]'s palm.

The mysterious Taoist only felt a blur in front of his eyes, stepped back a few steps, and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Han Feng finally had confidence at this time.

He stepped forward and asked coldly:

"Okay, now tell me everything you know~"

"Hehe, it turns out that Master Han, who is famous all over the world, is actually in contact with Fu Yuandao, who is quite famous in the heavenly court recently, but it's a pity, it's useless..."

There was a smile on the corner of the mystic's mouth.

At this moment, the fog in the sky today began to gather, and the whole thing fell from the sky...

The black dark cloud locked the entire cloud and dust...

(End of this chapter)