God of War God

Chapter 115 Playing Fan Yiweng

Chen Yunfeng only knew the essence of the white python whip technique but had never actually practiced it. He fought against the giant snake behind the valley with the divine eagle, and he suddenly understood why this set of whip techniques did not give any moves. There are countless ways to entangle, tail whip and poisonous bite. You only need to master these three points and use your true energy to attack according to the force method of the Nine Yin Manual.

The reason why he dared to take over this situation without revealing his martial arts knowledge was because he had Yin Kexi's soft whip in his hand, even if he didn't use other skills, his strange lightness skills would not be hurt.

Hearing Chen Yunfeng pat him, the old naughty boy thought that the owner of the valley should be better than this bearded man, so he raised his head and said:

"Long beard, I will let this brother fight with you. If you want me, Xiaoxiangzi, to make a move, let your sick seedling Guzhu come."

Chen Yunfeng stood in the middle of the hall, the gold and silver whip inlaid with jewels in his hand dropped to the ground, he looked down at the old man with long beard and said:

"My lord Yin Kexi, every day I have a lot of fun, and I am very dissatisfied with the way you entertain guests. I seldom make a move with a long whip in my hand. You go and take out the weapon and let me fight with you. Let's see what is the basis of your contemptuous guests? What."

The long-bearded old man had already been trembling by Zhou Botong's beard, and when he heard Chen Yunfeng's words, he turned around and said:

"Bring my weapon."

Turning around, he fixed his eyes on Chen Yunfeng and said:
"Mr. Yin, old man Fan Yiweng, a disciple of Master Ruanqing Gugu, today I will ask you a lesson or two."

Later, two men in green robes came out holding a dragon-headed steel staff more than ten feet long. Fan Yiweng stretched out his hand and grabbed the steel staff, which was about as thick as the arms of three of them.

This steel staff weighed one or two hundred catties, but Chen Yunfeng looked at Fan Yiweng with a face of ignorance. If Fan Yiweng could really use such a steel staff with ease, even Gongsun Zhi's yin and yang chaotic blade skills would not be his opponent, even Jinlun Fawang could only stare blankly.

Chen Yunfeng also had the same idea as Jinlun Fawang. He has already practiced the Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu to the ninth level, and he has a huge strength of three to four thousand catties. He dare not say that he can wield such a heavy steel staff at will;

The reason why Fan Yiweng used such a heavy weapon was not only because of his great strength, but also because he was extremely short and inferior, so he thought of using a weapon that even a strong man could not use to scare people.

"Let's do it." Chen Yunfeng shouted and shook the long whip on the ground, and the whole gold and silver soft whip quickly coiled on the ground like a living poisonous snake;
Jinlun Fawang and Gongsun Zhi were shocked by his move. This person with advanced skills can use power accurately, but they can't control a soft whip into a ball in an instant;
Jinlun Fawang had always thought that Yin Kexi was hiding something, and now he was very sure that he was a rare whip master. Until now, they didn't know that Yin Kexi had been shaved by Chen Yunfeng and hid under the bed.

Fan Yiweng is short in stature, but has a very violent temper. After being despised repeatedly by others, his heart was full of anger, and the steel rod in his hand hit the ground hard. A humming sound shook back and forth in the huge hall, and the steel rod in his hand whistled Then it bounced off the ground and rushed towards Chen Yunfeng.

Chen Yunfeng knew when he saw the speed of the steel stick, Fan Yiweng was indeed as he had imagined. Although the strength was great, the speed of the shot was too slow for a master, but he would not easily defeat Fan Yiweng just like that. A good show is gone.

Seeing the steel staff coming towards him like a gun, Chen Yunfeng retreated his body and shook his wrist. The long whip coiled on the ground instantly bounced and swept towards Fan Yiweng's feet. There was a huge diamond on the head of this gold and silver soft whip, which looked like a snake's head at this moment. In the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of Fan Yiweng.

Fan Yiweng was forced to retract the steel rod in his hand, and retreated two steps in a row to avoid Chen Yunfeng's counterattack. Chen Yunfeng had already identified Fan Yiweng's tricks. If the steel rod was shortened by half, maybe he would have a little more Fan Yiweng was only able to play around with his strength, but now he became very relaxed because of the old man's self-righteous use of a two-hundred-jin steel rod.

Seeing Fan Yiweng retreating, Chen Yunfeng's wrist continued to shake, a long whip sprang up like a poisonous snake, and the diamond ball on the head of the whip shot at Fan Yiweng's head suddenly with a sound of piercing while flashing white light.

Fan Yiweng was secretly depressed. His steel stick was originally used to bluff people. The so-called water-splashing stick method can only last for a stick of incense at most. All his abilities are in his fists and feet and the long beard on his chin. , was forced by Chen Yunfeng's long whip, and the steel staff in his hand quickly retracted to block in front of him, only to hear a local crisp sound, the diamond head of the gold and silver soft whip collided with the steel staff and bounced back.

Fan Yiweng took a deep breath, and the blood on his neck began to swell, his eyes froze, his hands wrapped around the steel staff, and he swung the whole steel staff at Chen Yunfeng with a low shout.

"That's interesting." Seeing Fan Yiweng's sudden eruption, the soft whip in Chen Yunfeng's hand also began to lash left and right. The steel staff kept whirring and swiping wildly back and forth in the field, but the soft whip was like a fish swimming Passing through the middle of the steel rod, Fan Yiweng was forced to retract the steel rod to resist every time. During the dozens of rounds of back and forth, Chen Yunfeng walked around Fan Yiweng like a leisurely stroll, only a soft whip kept sweeping and whipping into the rod. in the shadows.

Jinlun Fawang was secretly astonished, he couldn't see any source of Yin Kexi's whipping technique, because after dozens of moves, the long whip in his hand was unpredictable, there was no repetition of one move at all, and one move was more powerful than the other. The power of the move was even greater, forcing Fan Yiweng to sweat on his forehead, and the steel rod in his hand gradually changed from the main attack at the beginning to the defense that could only be kept by his side most of the time.

If things go on like this, at most there will be more than a dozen tricks before Fan Yiweng's physical strength declines and he will be defeated by Chen Yunfeng. Gongsun Zhi, who is sitting above him, can also see that Fan Yiweng is simply being played for fun. His eyes glanced coldly. The six people present at once said in a deep voice:
"One old man abandons his stick, and you will undoubtedly lose if you continue like this."

As soon as Gongsun Zhi opened his mouth, Fan Yiweng's expression brightened, he pushed the steel rod forward with both hands and hit Chen Yunfeng, he stepped back a few steps with both feet, and bent his body slightly, ready to rub his body.

Chen Yunfeng saw the steel rod coming towards him with the sound of the wind, and secretly smiled inwardly. He retracted the long whip to his waist, and stretched out his right hand to hook around. The steel rod that hit him with great force was held in his hand like cotton falling to the ground. inside.

Yang Guo and Zhou Botong were taken aback for a moment when he went out with this move. The force technique of this move is completely the imperial character formula in the Nine Yin Manual. Approximate martial arts skills are not too strange.

(End of this chapter)