Duan Yu's Biography of Cultivating Immortals

Chapter 80 Are you sure you want me to draw the sword?
Facing Murong Bo's scraping behavior, Duan Yu couldn't stand it anymore and decided to put some pressure on him.

Duan Yu raised his hand leisurely, and also struck out a Prajna Palm, using an extra point of mana to meet Murong Bo's Prajna Palm.

"Bang!" When the two palms intersected, Murong Bo shot out like a cannonball.

His back broke a stone pillar under the ring and fell to the ground.

The stone pillar was as thick as two people, and it broke into two pieces with a snapping sound.

Murong Bo immediately turned over and stood up abruptly.

I have to say, this old guy is really tough!
Duan Yu slowly approached two steps, and said with a trace of anger: "Murong Bo, is it possible that your Murong family's history has been lost? My son doesn't use it, and neither does my father. The whole family is trash!"

Murong Bo gasped heavily and slowly stood up.

Holding the broken pillar with his hand, the light in his eyes dimmed and faded, but the masked cloth turned brown and was wet.

Murong Bo stared fixedly at Duan Yu, anger and sadness flashed in his eyes.

This kid is so ridiculously strong!
I have been hiding in hiding for decades, and I have lived on dogs!

"Murong Bo is still alive?"

Everyone's face changed suddenly, and they took a breath.

"Father! Is that you?"

Murong Fu's eyes widened suddenly, and they stared at Murong Bo without blinking.

After getting Murong Bo's gaze to respond, he immediately struggled to stand up.

"father!"

"Old benefactor Murong Bo!"

Abbot Xuanci was also very emotional, he stood up and said, "You really made me miserable! Back then at Yanmen Pass."

Taking off his mask, Murong Bo forced a smile and said, "Abbot Xuanci, please don't rush into talking about things now. Let's wait until I solve the immediate trouble!"

At present, the enemy is at hand, and that kid Qiao Feng is also glaring at the side, looking at him eagerly, as if he knows something.

Murong Bo knows that the most important thing right now is to defeat Duan Yu so that he can deal with the others.

If you want to win, you have to use the Murong family's unique skill - the change of stars!
"Using the other way, but also losing the other body, is my Murong family's unique kung fu, please help Master Duan appreciate it!"

Murong Bo's voice was loud and somewhat confident.

The crowd cheered loudly. They had been admiring it for a long time, but very few of them had actually seen it.

It is said that when the star moves and reaches great success, it can move mountains and seas. I don’t know whether it is true or not.

It’s not easy to see the changes in the Murong family!

A smile finally appeared on Duan Yu's face: "Please!"

He was thinking about what kind of martial arts test he would use to test Dou Chuan Xing Yi.

The first priority was to use the Six Meridians Divine Sword to represent the Duan family in Dali, torture the Murong family, and create a wave of advertising.

But Murong Bo, the Six Meridians Excalibur, should not be able to catch it.

"Your Excellency, please try my Beggar Clan's Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms!"

After all, Duan Yu raised his hand and clapped it out, plain and unpretentious.

bang.

However, Murong Bo's feet sank and he directly received the Eighteen Falling Dragon Palms with both palms.

In an instant, the black cloak fluctuated, as if stirred by true energy.

The palm force of Subduing Dragon Palm seems to be absorbed by Murong Bo, his thin body swims like a dragon snake, sometimes expanding, sometimes shrinking.

Duan Yu's eyes are like jade stones, he carefully observes Murong Bo's mental technique of exercise.

He found that the palm force of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms traveled on Murong Bo's body for a circle, and then returned to his palms after a circle.

For a moment, veins popped up on Murong Bo's body, as if he couldn't hold on.

He stopped shouting, and the palm force of Subduing Dragon's Eighteen Palms came out from both his hands, rushing towards Duan Yu violently.

"Murong Bo actually used the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms!"

"Sure enough, I'm repaying him with his own way!"

"Fighting and moving! Well-deserved reputation!"

The heroes were shocked and stared blankly at this scene.

Everyone in Murong's family was full of pride, even Murong Fu's eyes were bright.

Father, as expected of father!

Duan Yu smiled, he finally understood this unique skill.

The Star Shift seems mysterious and can rebound martial arts, but it is also very dangerous.

It is necessary to turn the opponent's internal force into one's own use, and then return it back, add one's own internal force, the power is stronger, and you can often defeat the enemy.

If you don't have a strong and broad meridian, you will definitely not be able to withstand the opponent's internal force.

Down several times, enough to make one lose all martial arts and become completely paralyzed.

Therefore, Murong Fu, who was not strong enough internally, never dared to use Dou Zhuan Xing Shi.

Murong Bo succeeded by luck. Firstly, Duan Yu let him go, and secondly, he really had something and had strong inner strength.

Facing the more powerful Jianglong Palm rebounded from the rebound, Duan Yu smiled slightly, turned his right hand into a knife, and slashed towards the void.

In an instant, a huge golden saber aura several feet long cut out.

The Dragon Subduing Palm was cut in half in an instant, one was divided into two, and turned into nothingness.

"It's the little monk's flame knife!" Jiumozhi in the crowd opened his eyes and cried out.

This extremely powerful flame knife, no matter in length or strength.

It was more than ten times stronger than Jiumozhi's strongest blow when he fought Qiao Feng before!
A second ago, Murong Bo was still immersed in the pride of rebounding the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.

In the next second, the hairs all over his body exploded, terrified.

But I saw a thick saber aura coming!
Too fast, there is no time to dodge!

"puff!"

Murong Bo was struck by the saber energy, his body split into two on the spot as if struck by lightning.

Beheaded here!

"father!"

Murong Fu rushed forward like crazy and tried his best.

"Noisy!" Duan Yu slapped him across the face.

Murong Fu was so drawn that he flew over ten feet backwards, and crashed heavily under a waist-thick pine tree.

"Bang!" The pine needles fell down, and his body softened like a puddle of mud, slowly sliding along the trunk to the root.

I don't know whether it is dead or alive.

Then there was another overwhelming sound of rescue.

Everyone in the Murong family rushed forward, crying and shouting, making a mess.

They didn't know whether to save Murong Fu first or the old master Murong Bo first.Duan Yu turned a deaf ear, and said loudly: "Since the Murong family has used the unique art of Dou Zhuan Xing Yi, who will come up to try my Dali unique art of the six-meridian sword?!"

Regarding the dirty things that Murong Bo has done, he doesn't bother to talk about them, Shaolin Temple will come out to explain them at that time.

Everyone was still shocked by Duan Yu's heroic act of killing Murong's old family leader.

Hearing what he said, everyone looked at him blankly.

So strong, who would dare to fight against it?
Even Murong's family didn't dare to stand up and take revenge.

"The surname is Duan, if my young master has some good points and two bad points."

Bao BuTong, the king of strong mouths, jumped out, blushing and yelling.

He couldn't take it anymore.

Coincidentally, so did Duan Yu, and his patience was running out.

He raised his fingers lightly, and the sword energy roared out.

The next moment, Bao BuTong's head flew up, and the blood spilled on the Buddhist gate.

From beginning to end, Duan Yu didn't turn his head, not even interested in looking at him.

"Is there anyone else who wants to challenge Duan?"

As he spoke, Duan Yu had already walked to the banner of the leader of the martial arts alliance, holding the flagpole in his hand and about to pull it away.

"Wait!"

A sword-like figure flew over, accompanied by a powerful voice:

"I'm Zhuo Bufan, I want to learn about the number one sword in the world!"

Jumping onto the stage, Zhuo Bufan has bright eyebrows, silver hair, a white beard, a pair of red phoenix eyes, and an elegant demeanor.

Duan Yu looked at him.

Zhuo Bufan also looked at him.

Seeing Duan Yu's cold eyes, which naturally conveyed a frightening look, Zhuo Bufan raised his frosty eyebrows and hurriedly clasped his fists and said, "Zhuo has been immersed in swordsmanship for many years. I hope Gang Leader Duan can give me some advice on weapons!"

He has lived for a long time, all of which are in his heart and eyes.

After watching Duan Yu make several shots, Zhuo Bufan knew that he was definitely not the opponent.

Let alone pick up the Six Meridians Divine Sword, even if the Tianling Cap is broken, it won’t be able to pick it up!
But in order to become famous, Zhuo Bufan played tricks.

He had never seen Duan Yu without a weapon, so he played tricks, trying to limit Duan Yu's martial arts in the martial arts conference.

I don't challenge your six-meridian sword, I challenge you on weapons.

Anyway, many people think that the "best sword in the world" is a weapon, not a finger.

Duan Yu was slightly surprised: "Mr. Zhuo, do you mean to let Duan use the sword like you?"

Zhuo Bufan clasped his fists and said: "If this is possible, Zhuo will definitely wish for it!"

It has to be said that Zhuo Bufan's observation skills are quite powerful.

His insight is also extraordinary.

He knew that Duan Yu had never used a dog-beating stick since he became the leader of the Beggar Gang.

Zhuo Bufan also specifically asked people from the Beggar Clan to inquire. As he expected, Duan Yu really didn't know how to beat a dog with a stick!

As for swordsmanship.

Zhuo Bufan also asked about it.

The Dali Duan family has swordsmanship, which is not bad in the Jianghu, but in his eyes, it is really mediocre!
With his world-renowned swordsmanship, he can easily tyrannize Duan's sword!

"Since Mr. Zhuo is so persistent"

Seemingly in a dilemma, Duan Yu sighed and said, "Yu Yan, get my Tianlong Sword!"

"it is good!"

With a slight nod, Wang Yuyan threw out the Tianlong Sword in her hand.

With a distance of nearly [-] meters, the sword flew towards the ring like a sharp arrow and fell firmly into Duan Yu's hands.

"Who is this girl? This move is not easy!" someone praised.

In fact, Wang Yuyan just threw it away.

She knew that the Tianlong Sword could fly by itself.

It is precisely this inadvertent throw that makes people amazing.

Holding the Tianlong Sword in his hand, Duan Yu smiled lightly and said, "Mr. Zhuo, are you sure you want me to draw my sword and fight you?"

Seeing him so confident, Zhuo Bufan's eyelids twitched, and he was secretly frightened.

But soon found that there was a big problem with Duan Yu's posture of holding the sword, so he nodded heavily: "Sure!"

A flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, Zhuo Bufan said loudly: "Since you and I are both master sword wielders, why don't we compete!"

In his eyes, Duan Yu is a kendo bastard!

The posture of holding the sword is not right, it is simply a novice who has just started!
It is estimated that when the time comes to fight, Duan Yu will win with internal force!

However, he has exquisite swordsmanship and is known as the Sword God, so he will not give him the slightest chance.

But I want to shake the sky with a sword, defeat the enemy and win, and become famous all over the world!
Only one sword is enough to win!
Then he stepped down quickly, hiding his merit and fame deeply.

This is an extraordinary plan.

Take Duan Yu as a stepping stone, become famous, become a sword god of a generation, a martial arts myth!

"Since that's the case, let's do it!" Duan Yu looked at him with pity.

Too many people in this world take risks for the sake of fame and fortune, even risking their lives.

Seeing Duan Yu not moving, Zhuo Bufan frowned: "Master Duan, you should draw your sword first! I'm afraid you won't have a chance later."

He thinks that his swordsmanship is the best in the world, and his sword speed is unmatched.

Moreover, his meteorite sword cuts iron like mud, blows hair and breaks hair, cuts people's heads like tofu, and cuts the skin with just a little force.

Duan Yu, you're pretty good, smiled: "No need, when I draw my sword, it's the moment of victory and defeat."

Zhuo Bufan narrowed his eyes slightly: "Okay! That gang leader is invited!"

Having seen Duan Yu's martial arts, he did not dare to be careless.

While the two were talking, Zhuo Bufan's true energy flowed to his right arm non-stop, concentrating on the sword.

A long sword turned green, translucent green, like green jade.

"Master Duan, take a certain sword on the table!"

Zhuo Bufan floated in front of him, and a cold light suddenly shone brightly. A green light burst out from the tip of the sword, condensing and not dissipating, as if the sword had grown a length.

"Jianmang!"

"It's Jianmang!"

All the heroes in the audience screamed and were extremely surprised.

(End of this chapter)