martial arts mythology system

Chapter 41 Iron-armed Arhat
Is there such a person who is suave, resourceful, elegant, calm and courageous?

He is the generalissimo among robbers, the best son among hooligans, and his lightness kung fu is superb, unmatched by anyone in the world.

He is a mythical and legendary character in Gu Long's works, the god of robbers at midnight, and Lan Hua smiled.

He is... Chu Liuxiang.

The world is really strange, just now he lied that his name is Chu Liuxiang, and his mission reward became Chu Liuxiang's experience card, which is really unimaginable.

According to the description given by the mysterious mist, the experience card can get all the abilities of the experience character for 10 minutes. If you can successfully complete this task, you can do a lot of things with the 10rd grade cultivation for [-] minutes.

Speaking of which, a third-rank cultivation base in this world is definitely a super strongman who can urge mountains, and this Chu Xiangshuai should also be a high-martial version.

"What does Young Master Chu mean?"

Murong Lin frowned slightly.

"Brother Liuxiang, are you serious?"

Chu Qingni also looked at Han Feng with great interest.

Han Feng nodded:
"I have learned some superficial skills, and I have some unique skills in perception."

If he could really use the mysterious mist to sense it, Han Feng would probably be number one in the world in this regard.

Just as he was talking, there was a lot of noise in the courtyard outside the temple.

Han Feng and the others walked out at this time, only to see a blood-stained young man rushing into the yard, and fell to the ground powerlessly.

"Help... help..."

Several caravan guards went up and helped him up hurriedly.

"Little brother, what's wrong?"

The man in black stepped forward and asked.

The man raised his head and looked at the man in black:
"Lin Yue! Lin Yue is catching up! Help me...I...I can't die, I have...a big secret about Fuyuan Dao martial arts!"

After the words fell, the young man passed out.

Many guards looked at the fainted man and didn't know what to do.

Murong Lin looked at the face of the fainted young man, his expression flashed with astonishment, and he softly ordered: "Take him into the temple quickly."

"Zhang Kongyu! You have escaped to the end, follow me!"

Suddenly, a domineering voice came from outside the courtyard.

A powerful force hit the wall of the ruined temple courtyard, and the bricks and stones shattered.

Smoke and dust floated in the broken hole in the wall, and a burly man with short hair and shirtless walked in.

The man looked wild and had aggressive eyes. When he walked into the courtyard, he saw the young man being supported by several Chamber of Commerce guards and said:
"I want to take this person away, do you have any objections?"

This person released his aura wantonly, and Han Feng could easily perceive his seventh-rank cultivation base.

Under the tyrannical pressure, the guards looked at each other.

The man in black stood up and clasped his fists, negotiating with the other party:
"Looking at your appearance, could it be that you are the deputy head of the Dajiang Gang Fuyuan Hall—[Iron Arm Arhat] Lin Yue?"

"Yes, it's me. Do you have any comments?"

A trace of impatience flashed in Lin Yue's eyes.

Han Feng looked at the shirtless warrior named Lin Yue, and thought about how to save Mr. Zhang Kongyu who had fainted.

At this time, Murong Lin spoke.

"have opinions."

Murong Lin, who was dressed in blue and white clothes, took a step forward and looked directly at the fierce Lin Yue, calmly and indifferently.

Han Feng and Chu Qingni didn't expect this girl to be such a kind person, even if she was threatened by a murderer, she wanted to save her, so they looked at Murong Lin together.

Murong Lin turned to look at Han Feng and Chu Qingni: "Mr. Chu, Ms. Chu, I'm sorry to put you in danger, but this Mr. Zhang who fainted is my old friend, I must save him, you guys go away. "

Han Feng happened to have no chance to save Zhang Kongyu, and Murong Lin wanted to save people just as he wanted, so he took a step forward, also facing Lin Yue's aura, and said loudly:
"Standing in the world, you have no regrets in your heart. Girl Murong, you took us with your kindness. It is impossible for us to abandon you at this time."

"Very good! Very good! A hot-blooded man is admirable, so I will kill you all, so that no one will stop me!"

Lin Yue laughed out loud, and strode directly towards the unconscious Zhang Kongyu.

"Stop trying to be fierce!"

The leader of the black-clothed guards stepped in front of Lin Yue, and slashed out like thunder and fire.

As the leader of the guards of the wealthy Qi'ao Chamber of Commerce, the man in black, Huang Mingzhong, also has an eighth-rank cultivation.

It can be said that Lin Yue, as a veteran of the Dajiang Gang, is stronger than Huang Mingzhong in terms of cultivation and fighting experience.

"Go away!"

Facing the knife, Lin Yue didn't retreat, grabbed Huang Mingzhong's wrist holding the knife, and slammed the man in black to the ground.

The man in black fell to the ground, immediately vomited a pool of blood, and shouted:

"Take down this lunatic!"

The guards of Qi'ao Chamber of Commerce immediately moved with swords in hand.

Huge wealth may not be able to impress the real strong, but warriors with only ninth rank may not be tempted by money.

Among the dozen or so caravan guards and the accompanying servants, there were several ninth-rank warriors. At this moment, a crowd of people rushed up to besiege Lin Yue, showing extraordinary momentum.

"No matter how many wild dogs there are, they can't beat a majestic tiger. How dare you chickens and dogs be arrogant in front of me?"

As a senior member of the Dajiang Gang, Lin Yue had a certain arrogance. Facing the guards holding swords, Lin Yue seemed to be neither dodging nor dodging, and he simply blocked them with his arms.

When those swords struck Lin Yue's arms, there was the sound of metal and iron colliding, and even some sparks appeared.

Dare to be called "Iron Arm Arhat", a pair of arms have long been practiced by Lin Yue with "Iron Arm Kungfu" like pig iron, hard to hurt with a sword.

Lin Yue was unscathed by the sword, and repeatedly punched several caravan guards until their sternum collapsed.

Seeing that Lin Yue was unstoppable, like a Shura, the rest of the guards did not dare to step forward, and could only surround Lin Yue in fear.

"Hahahaha! You trash, want to stop me too?"

While speaking, Lin Yue approached the fallen Zhang Kongyu, bending down to lift him up.

At this time, Murong Lin finally moved.

The girl in blue and white clothes pulled out a coiled soft sword from her sleeve, and stabbed Lin Yue with it.

One step changes three times, and the body is like a drifting duck.Murong Lin stabbed Lin Yue's eyes and throat with his nimble movement and sword, forcing Lin Yue to retreat for the first time.

Han Feng and Chu Qingni looked at each other, and shot at Lin Yue at the same time.

With a quick movement, Han Feng came to a guard next to him who was afraid to go forward, and took the knife from his hand.

"Let me borrow your knife."

Taking the knife, Han Feng only felt that his combat strength had recovered by [-]% in an instant.

Facing a strong enemy, "Hu Family Sword Technique" strikes instantly.

Turning over in the air with a long knife in hand, the hidden knife is invisible.

Using the power of turning around to hide infinite changes, the sharp sword flashes, and the head is chopped off.

The tyrannical power is even inferior to ordinary eighth-rank warriors.

Lin Yue was entangled by Murong Lin's sword move, so he had no time to dodge, so he had to raise his hand to resist.

Resisting the knife with his hands, Lin Yue took a few steps back, and there was a knife mark on his small arm, oozing blood.

Han Feng was a little uneasy... After taking my big move, there was only one more knife mark... You iron-armed arhat is really hard-hitting.

"Good move! What kind of sword technique are you doing?"

Lin Yue finally stopped being arrogant and asked in a deep voice.

Han Feng held the knife in his right hand and stood between Murong Lin and Chu Qingni.

"It's not very famous, "Hu Family Sword Technique"."

(End of this chapter)