From the innate gong to traverse the heavens

Chapter 129 Why Don't You Bless Me?
The name Murong Bo was called out from Xu Lang's mouth, which made him feel like thunder for a moment.

Murong Bo immediately began to reflect: Did the people in Shaolin Temple know about some flaws in these years, and then set up such a trap?
"Who is Murong Bo?"

Murong Bo shouted: "Who are you?"

When he yelled out, Murong Bo had already rushed forward, this time he did not use his family's martial arts, but used Shaolin 72 unique skills, raised his hand to attack Xu Lang's acupoint, raised his finger Raising the hand and foot completely violated the true meaning of the flower finger.

This flower-picking finger comes from [Buddha holding flowers, Kasyapa smiles], it aims to control the enemy without hurting the enemy, but at this time Murong Bo is using it, but he is wishing for Xu Lang's death.

The soft whip in Xu Lang's hand circulated, looking for a gap, passing by, coiling and flipping, a whip flower was drawn in front of Murong Bo, making Murong Bo quickly perform lightness kung fu, adjust the direction, raise his hand and use several fingers, and shoot towards Xu Lang Coming, Xu Lang turned the long whip in his hand to block the finger force.

Seeing Xu Lang's retaliation, Murong Bo tightened his long whip, and immediately rushed forward, raising his hand and using Shaolin Temple's "Removing Trouble Finger" and "Strong King Kong Finger" to attack Xu Lang suddenly.

Over the years, he practiced martial arts diligently in Shaolin Temple, and he knew all kinds of exquisite Shaolin martial arts. Now using this martial arts, it is actually a combination of offense and defense. As long as Xu Lang dares to fight back with him, then "fighting and star shifting" will naturally make him Xu Lang suffered a big loss.

"Fighting to the stars!"

Xu Lang flattened his palm and pushed towards Murong Bo's arm. Murong Bo was extremely astonished and quickly resisted with all his strength, but he felt that Xu Lang's inner strength was mighty, coming towards him like a flood, crushing him out in an instant .

"boom!"

After the slap, Murong Bo retreated dozens of steps, held his breath, checked the injury, and then realized that Xu Lang's sudden movement had moved his inner strength, fingering, and even made him fly back a lot, but it didn't hurt him a bit.

The other party not only has high internal strength, but also the skill of turning stars and shifting, must be above him!

Of course, what Murong Bo is more worried about is the rumors of the Murong family's family martial arts.

Not long ago, he heard that Sun San in Shenhe Village had died under the change of stars, so he wanted to go to Shenhe Village to investigate, but then the Murong family didn't seem to investigate at all. Ning, he used a false identity to talk to Wu Ning, and heard that it was the Murong family who wanted to copy Buddhist scriptures, and he gave some Buddhist scriptures that he had copied in Shaolin Temple as a gift.

Looking at Xu Lang now, Murong Bo felt that the martial arts at home were not only spread to outsiders, but also seemed to be quite old, and the other party was so young that they were better than him.

Feeling that the other party was difficult, Murong Bo no longer entangled with Xu Lang. After landing, he turned around and flew away, flying hundreds of feet in succession, and was about to leave the forest. Murong Bo didn't realize that there was someone behind him. The silence in the middle made him breathe a sigh of relief...

"Snapped!"

A whip was hit on the cheek, Murong Bo turned over and fell, feeling the burning pain on one side of his face, and looking forward, he saw Xu Lang standing outside the woods at some point, the whip in his hand trembling, at this moment the momentum changed .

Shicai's whip was soundless, tricky and strange, and looked like a living thing, but now Xu Lang moved the whip in his hand, and it was filled with great inner strength, and he swung it in the air, and with a crackling sound, he lashed towards Murong Bo. come over!
Murong Bo flew away, but at this moment, Xu Lang's long whip was like a violent storm, falling on the trunk, and rolled out a white mark on the trunk, and after the original white python whip accelerated, it was strange and agile. Go, what Xu Lang kept was ruthless and precise.

"Snapped!"

His back was whipped by Xu Lang, and Murong Bo fell from mid-air, rolling on the spot, and the ground next to him crackled, and after the white python whip fell, the mud splashed on his face, which made him ache.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

As this was rolling, Murong Bo used his joint fingers to flick towards Xu Lang repeatedly.

And Xu Lang didn't move at all, letting the finger force fall on him, it was like a mud cow entering the sea, without causing any waves.

If the internal strength has been cultivated to the top level, it basically has the effect of being indestructible like a diamond, and Xu Lang's internal strength is several times that of Murong Bo's, so Murong Bo will not break the defense at all when fighting Xu Lang with the strength of the finger wind.

Xu Lang walked forward step by step, swaying the long whip in his hand, hitting Murong Bo clumsily in the left and right, and was about to be whipped from time to time, but Murong Bo pointed at Xu Lang repeatedly, but Xu Lang He took all the orders without moving, and didn't stop in his hand.

"Ghost! Ghost!"

A person will not be injured, not restricted by the finger wind, and has infinite strength. The long whip in his hand whips wantonly. Murong Bo doesn't understand this kind of thing, so he classifies Xu Lang as a ghost, thinking that Xu Lang is a ghost, And to seek revenge on him.

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

Another two lashes on Murong Bo's body in a row, Murong Bo gritted his teeth in pain, then Xu Lang pointed at him and hit the acupoints of Fengfu again, which seemed to trigger some kind of backlash , causing Murong Bo to die in pain on the ground.

Shaolin 72 stunts, the first practice is fierce, the skill will increase greatly, repeated practice, will fall into the deep pit, and accompanied by acupoint pain.

Murong Bo has fallen into this deep pit all these years. He has to suffer a round of torture in the morning, noon, and midnight, which makes him feel so much pain that he would not want to live. However, the pain he suffered today has been over, but after Xu Lang's whips, the backlash is even worse. It was more vicious in the past, causing him to curl up on the ground, in agony.

"Murong Bo."

Xu Lang put away the long whip, looked at Murong Bo with a smile and said, "Taste it, how about my few whips?"

Murong Bo endured the pain at this moment, and looked at Xu Lang bitterly.

"Ugh……"

Seeing Murong Bo like this, Xu Lang sighed, stretched out his hand, made a palm gesture, and slowly moved towards Murong Bo's body.

"Marrow-pulling palm..."

Murong Bo hissed and said: "Are you from the Xingxiu sect?" Murong Bo also has a lot of knowledge, of course he knows Ding Chunqiu's martial arts.

"Do you want to try it?"

Xu Lang looked at Murong Bo and asked.

"Who are you and why do you have to kill me?"

Murong Bo asked in pain.

"You are only allowed to do bad things behind your back, and others are not allowed to do bad things behind your back, right?"

Xu Lang assumed the posture of the Sanyin centipede of the Xingxiu School again.

These are all the tortured martial arts of the Xingxiu sect.

"Kill me."

Murong Bo felt that the pain in his body would never go away, and now he was seriously injured, and it would be impossible for him to fall into Xu Lang's hands, so Murong Bo closed his eyes and begged for death.

"alright."

Xu Lang looked at Murong Bo, and said: "If you want to die, I will fulfill you..." While speaking, Xu Lang stretched out his hand and held Murong Bo's neck, suddenly thought of something, looked at Murong Bo, and said: "I If you wish to die, then after you die, the spirit in the sky will also bless me and grant me a wish, I want a set of Sancheng inner strength, you know?"

Murong Bo didn't understand what Xu Lang said, so he just nodded.

Xu Lang held out his hand and Murong Bo died.

system!Homemade!
Xu Lang hurriedly created it himself.

Basic pile work, basic breathing, basic sitting and forgetting, three white internal skills.

Xu Lang stretched out his hand, and began to revive Murong Bo using the Divine Light Sutra.

"Huh? Is this the dead world?"

Murong Bo opened it slowly, looked around, and saw Xu Lang as well.

"Snapped!"

Xu Lang slapped Murong Bo, and asked, "Why didn't you bless me?"

(End of this chapter)