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Chapter 147 The Way of Tai Chi, Please Don’t Die

"Come back!"

Hong Chen grabbed the dragon with both hands and immediately caught the two of them in his hands, "You are so nervous, who is the original wife and who is the mistress?"

One of them shouted angrily, "I am Mr. Tan!"

The other person glared at Mr. Tan fiercely, "You useless guy, you can't even protect Xiaojuan even though you're with her!"

"You!" Mr. Tan's face turned pale and he glared at me, "Zhao Qiansun, Xiaojuan and I are husband and wife, who are you to point fingers at me?"

Zhao Qiansun stiffened his neck and said, "She is also my junior sister!"

The two men started arguing, completely forgetting that their necks were being held in someone's hands.

At this moment, the injured Granny Tan on the ground suddenly screamed: "No!!"

The two were stunned, but the next moment they heard a snapping sound, and then their eyes went dark.

Hong Chen threw the two bodies to the left and right of Grandma Tan, and then started fighting with the others, asking as he fought, "Who do you want to die with?"

Granny Tan was holding onto the hands of Grandpa Tan and Zhao Qiansun on each side, crying so hard that she didn't hear his question at all.

Hong Chen grabbed the blade with his bare hands, and got a broken knife and sword in each hand. He turned sideways and slashed, cutting off both of Tan Po's arms, and then threw the weapon to nail her to the ground.

Unfortunately, after her death, Tan Po was still facing Zhao Qiansun.

"Dad!" Murong Fu looked at Hong Chen, who was displaying his prowess and killing enemies one after another, and immediately looked at Murong Bo anxiously.

Murong Bo raised his hands and began to practice Qigong, saying, "You go too, buy some time for Dad!"

"Yes!" Murong Fu came forward with a sword in hand, and his use of the Longcheng sword technique was quite skillful.

But Hong Chen was already familiar with this sword technique, so he couldn't even touch the corner of his clothes.

At this time, Hong Chen chose a new main opponent.

"Master Shenshan, Qingliang Temple is going to be destroyed."

"Amitabha, what Mr. Murong said is right, the donor is really too confident."

"Then let's wait and see."

Hong Chen raised both palms at the same time, and the Hermit of Shenshan also used the same palm technique, also using the fierce and powerful Demon-Subduing Palm.

The two men attacked quickly with a rumbling sound, and in a flash they had exchanged dozens of palm strikes. With powerful energy surging, the others were unable to intervene for a while.

The man from the sacred mountain suddenly retreated, but Hong Chen laughed even more wildly and followed closely: "Keep going!"

Seeing this, the man on the sacred mountain looked solemn, but he had to raise his hands.

After a moment, one could hear the sound of the man from the sacred mountain's hands cracking, his arms suddenly twisted and bent, his face suddenly turned pale and bloodshot, his eyes were filled with bloodshot.

Hong Chen did not stop, and repeatedly smashed his hands with his palms, and then hit his heart with another palm.

puff!
The monk on Shenshan had no injuries on his chest, but his back was pierced, and hot blood mixed with torn heart fragments spurted out.

Hong Chen looked back, and the besiegers were shocked and terrified, and could not help but retreat.

It was less than half an incense stick of time and more than ten people had been killed, leaving only a handful of them.

They immediately looked at Murong Bo, the convener of this battle.

Murong Bo closed his eyes, as if he didn't care about his surroundings at all. The energy around him burst out, distorting his vision. No one could get close to him within three meters. His long hair was flying wildly, and his clothes were rustling. It was obvious that he was reading the bar and accumulating energy to prepare for a big move.

Seeing Hong Chen also turned to look at Murong Bo, Murong Fu suddenly became anxious.

"Follow me and kill him! If we can't stop him, we will all die!"

As soon as these words were spoken, several people did not dare to hesitate and followed Murong Fu to kill.

After struggling for a while, Hong Chen suddenly said: "Actually, you don't have to worry. I will wait for him."

Murong Fu pursed his lips tightly and said nothing.

Hong Chen smiled and said, "If I really want to stop him, can you really stop me?"

As he spoke, as if to verify his words, Hong Chen first captured one man, twisted his arm to grab his wrist, and then kicked him to death. He then killed two people in a row with the Six Meridians Divine Sword, and used the Dragon Fighting in the Wild style to push the fourth man dozens of feet away, and finally hung him on the spears in the hands of the Xixia soldiers on the periphery.

Finally, he used his dragon claw hand to grab the sword in Murong Fu's hand.

Murong Fu let go and stepped back without hesitation.

Hong Chen tore the sword with both hands, and the sword immediately turned into pieces all over the ground.

"Look, you're the only one left now."

Murong Fu was terrified and retreated repeatedly.

Hong Chen stood still and just stared at Murong Bo.

At this time, a gradually solidified Qi barrier had emerged outside Murong Bo's body. There was no one within ten feet around him, and the Xixia soldiers retreated one after another.

An invisible pressure is slowly filling my eyes.

"Do you know what he is doing?" Hong Chen asked.

Murong Fu shook his head.

"Then what's the point of you being alive?" He moved his feet, and a sharp piece of sword fragment flew towards Murong Fu like a hidden weapon.

Murong Bo moved suddenly and came to Murong Fu's side, and the fragments were bounced away before they got close to him.

"Didn't you say you would wait for me?" Murong Bo said as he continued to accumulate strength.

"Do you think I'm stopping you now?" Hong Chen smiled and asked curiously, "What's this trick of yours? Where did you learn it from?"

"I learn it from you."

"Oh? When did I teach you that?"

"With the Divine Art of the North Sea, the internal Qi in the body will form a vortex in the Dantian that rotates from the outside to the inside at a high speed. Every acupuncture point in the body will generate a vortex suction force, so it can absorb the internal force of others."

"So, what does this have to do with you now?"

Murong Bo said: "This suction force can do so many things. The North Sea Divine Art is about accumulating internal energy, so why can't we gather the internal energy of the whole body into one? Hundreds of rivers have different sources, but they all return to the sea. The true energy in the whole body is condensed into one. I used the method of rotating the stars to circulate the internal energy, combined with the true energy vortex of the North Sea Divine Art to create it. I call it: All Rivers Return to the Sea!"

Hong Chen couldn't help but be stunned.

How did you steal Eunuch Cao’s unique skills?

"Aren't you afraid of eating yourself to death by doing this?"

Murong Bo didn't care: "As long as I can kill you, my son can be crowned king in Xixia, and then recruit talents and soldiers!"

Hong Chen nodded: "You are quite calculating now, so why didn't you do this before?"

Murong Bo kept silent.

He couldn't say it because no one named Hong had ever reminded him that he should pay more attention outside the underworld.

After a while.

Hong Chen: "How long will it take you?"

"Are you scared?"

"...Okay, okay, can you continue?"

After a moment, Murong Bo's face turned pale and his cheeks sunken, as if all the blood and energy in his body had been drained away.

But the transparent internal force in front of him had already gathered into a transparent and powerful sphere.

"Hahaha, Hong Chen, you are really too confident. Now I have integrated three hundred years of internal energy into one and released it at the same time. Do you think you can still withstand it?"

Hong Chen's expression straightened.

Murong Bo said nothing and pushed the balloon out with all his strength: "Die!"

Hong Chen only felt that the pressure from this transparent sphere was far greater than when he was fighting against the Child-Fairy of Tianshan.

And even more dangerous!

Danger to life!

Hong Chen stepped forward with his knees raised, his hands opened, his center of gravity moved forward, his eyes fixed on the rapidly approaching true air ball. His heartbeat accelerated rapidly, beating like a war drum.

Everything in front of me suddenly slowed down.

The real balloon came in front of him.

Hong Chen put his hands forward, embraced himself and at the same time shifted his center of gravity backward. The energy in his body was round and unified, as if gathered and dispersed, hard and soft.

The tremendous force of the Zhenqi Ball exploded violently.

Hong Chen's whole body shook, and his clothes fluttered, as if countless huge hammers were hitting him at the same time, or as if billions of steel needles were stabbing him at the same time.

But he insisted on keeping his feet still, and only moved his hands around, using his shoulders to lead his elbows, using his elbows to replace his wrists, turning his wrists to press his elbows, raising his elbows to press his wrists, and using the power of Hunyuan to hold the Zhenqi ball in his arms.

Twist your hips and turn your knees, your palms are as strong as the wind, your arms block and palms stroke, your back squeezes and your hands press, your fingers grab and your arms push, your elbows bend and your shoulders lean!
The vacuum ball was sometimes moved to the left and sometimes pushed to the right.

The sphere rotated faster and faster, and drops of liquid evaporated and turned into thick mist that quickly spread.

After a while, it was as if white clouds from the sky descended to the earth, covering Hong Chen ten feet deep.

Murong Bo knelt on one knee, breathing like a bellows. Even with Murong Fu's support, he still couldn't stand up, so he leaned his body, which had become much lighter, on Murong Fu, staring at the slowly surging white clouds.

"Dad, this..."

"Shut up!" Murong Bo yelled, his eyes wide open.

What he saw was completely different from what he had imagined.

If it was as he expected, Hong Chen should have been torn into pieces under the bombardment of the true energy condensed over three hundred years.

After all, it is impossible for a person who has accumulated internal energy for three hundred years to use all of his internal energy in an instant.

Just like his current appearance, it is the price he paid for gathering true energy for three hundred years.

It's not that he didn't want to use up all of his 480 internal strength, but his body simply couldn't support it.

If the limit exceeds three hundred years, not to mention killing anyone, he himself would die on the spot.

hum!
The white cloud was shaken violently.

The surrounding soldiers retreated in an uproar.

The pupils of Murong and his son suddenly shrank.

There was no explosion, everything returned to calm, and everyone gradually felt relieved.

hum!
Suddenly there was another shock.

Everyone was horrified again.

hum!
The third shock came more quickly.

Murong Bo's jaw muscles bulged, despair formed in his eyes, and he immediately turned his head and said decisively: "Fu'er, let's go!"

"Dad!" Murong Fu couldn't believe it and was in a panic.

"Go!" Murong Bo pushed him away and fell to the ground. "Go quickly, the farther the better. If he is not dead, don't show up again! Find a place to marry and have children, and make sure to continue your bloodline! Go!"

Murong Fu's eyes welled up with tears when he heard this and he was about to speak.

hum!
The white clouds not only trembled, but also rolled violently.

"Go!" Murong Bo's eyes bulged and he roared with all his might.

Murong Fu was terrified and did not dare to stay, so he turned around and fled.

The white clouds rolled and surged while converging inward.

Soon, Hong Chen's figure appeared, and the thick clouds above his head turned into a chasing and rotating Tai Chi diagram.

With every rotation, wisps of white mist would fall from the Tai Chi cloud like rain, and would be injected into the body of Hong Chen who was standing quietly in the Tai Chi Hunyuan Posture below.

"Hurry up and take the opportunity to kill him!" Murong Bo's eyes stabbed at Helian Tieshu like knives.

Helian Tieshu was startled, his brows twitched several times, and he swung his knife forward: "Kill!!!"

The army rushed forward like a tide.

The flood dust was quickly covered by the waves.

But in the blink of an eye, the Tai Chi spinning above his head suddenly expanded, and the condensed white clouds quickly dissipated, transforming into pure true qi, releasing a strong shock wave visible to the naked eye from the inside out.

Immediately, with Hong Chen as the center, the soldiers who surrounded him from all directions fell backwards one after another, just like a blooming flower.

The sudden burst of true energy tore through the air, and the entire battlefield rumbled.

Hong Chen's face was gloomy, because he had only absorbed less than fifty years of the three hundred years of internal energy, and the remaining two hundred and fifty years were all dispersed back to heaven and earth in one blow.

"You! What kind of martial arts are you learning?" Murong Bo's eyes were full of disbelief.

Hong Chen didn't answer, but just said: "If I had known this would happen, I should have crippled you first. You used my fucking true energy!"

Murong Bo was stunned for a moment, then laughed happily: "Hahaha, you really had bad intentions when you gave me the Bei Ming Divine Art that day."

"Do you think you are practicing the real Bei Ming Divine Art? If I don't change it, Bei Ming Divine Art will have to be dispersed and practiced again. What you have is at best an advanced version of the Star Absorbing Art. But fortunately, you still have 180 internal energy in you."

After saying that, Hong Chen pointed from a distance, and the Shaoze Sword immediately caught up with Murong Fu, who had already run a long way but was still knocked to the ground by the impact, and instantly pierced his head.

"Do not!!"

Murong Bo's eyes were bloodshot, and he spat out a mouthful of blood in despair and fell to the ground.

"Fuck, don't die!"

Hong Chen was suddenly startled.

He then quickly captured him and stuffed a pill produced by Shaolin Medicine King Hospital into his mouth.

hold head high! ! !
Purple air suddenly bloomed, and a real dragon rose into the air from the formation.

The purple dragon's body swayed, rushed into the sky, then twisted down from over a hundred feet in the air and charged straight into the battle formation.

The purple dragon rose and fell and swam around, spreading outward in circles. Wherever it passed, people and horses fell to the ground and screamed in agony.

A few moments.

Sensing the little true energy left in his body, Hong Chen rode on a dragon, broke away from the army of hundreds of thousands, and flew into the distance.

Five miles away, the real dragon collapsed in mid-air and all its energy dissipated.

Just as he was about to hit the ground, two figures, one red and one blue, suddenly rose into the air at the same time and caught him.

"You little brat, riding a dragon and riding the wind really consumes a lot of energy. You almost fell yourself to death!" Tong Lao was shocked.

Li Qiushui also said: "No matter how I look at this martial art, I feel it is abnormal. It seems that it should not appear in this world. Moreover, it consumes so much energy. I think you should try to use it less in the future."

Hong Chen quickly adjusted his breathing, took a pill to restore his internal strength, and said, "I understand, but is there any other way to break out of the encirclement of hundreds of thousands of troops?"

Tong Lao smiled, and then asked with great interest: "But the martial arts you used later was the Tai Chi you told me about? The gathering of white clouds is the Tai Chi diagram?"

"Correct."

"Tai Chi?" Li Qiu Shui also became interested.

Tong Lao sneered and said, "Don't ask about the things in the martial arts world!"

Li Qiushui was not to be outdone: "She is my grandson-in-law, why can't I ask?"

Li Qingluo, who was standing aside, couldn't help but stop smiling.

Hong Chen hurriedly said: "Okay, if you two are really interested, I will tell you slowly later, but now I have to trouble you two to send me back to Luoyang, quickly!"

"Huh? What are you in such a hurry for?"

Hong Chen looked at Murong Bo in his hand and said, "If we don't hurry up, he will die. If he dies, Yuyan and the others will suffer a great loss."

Li Qiushui raised an eyebrow: "You don't want it?"

Hong Chen gently pressed his Dantian: "I'm almost filled up."

(End of this chapter)