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Unscrupulous Veterinary Doctor Chapter 320: All People Practice Martial Arts

All people practice martial arts

"Let's go! Qingqing, big brother will show you the magnificent mountains and rivers of my Huaxia clan." Murong Feng hugged Qingqing's slender waist and swooped towards the earth...

During the three days, their footprints were left everywhere in Shenzhou. The majestic and steep mountains and five mountains, the magnificent Yangtze River and the Yellow River, and the three-day walk, Murong Feng's soul has been greatly sublimated. People can't give up, why China is called the mainland of China, because it is the hometown of gods.

During the three days, Murong Feng and Qingqing walked in the air, without shy away from their figures, countless people saw Murong Feng and Qingqing who looked like gods, and there were even more rumors about them in Huaxia Kingdom. The words of the gods spread even more, and regarding this, the Huaxia government was surprisingly calm, as if acquiescing to this rumor.

Murong Feng and Qingqing returned to the Shaolin inner hall, but there were quite a few Chinese bigwigs gathered here, including the No. [-] and No. [-] big bosses of Huaxia, more than a dozen military and political bigwigs, and even a few veterans of unknown ages. Each of them carried a long sword on their backs, looking pure and inaction.

When Murong Feng saw so many people coming, he couldn't help but frowned, and then he called the great monk Yimu and said, "Yimu, why are there so many people here, what's the matter with those old Taoists, and these are all from China. Boss? As long as the big bosses No. [-] and No. [-] come, what are there so many people doing behind them?"

Monk Yimu clasped his palms together, with a look of helplessness in his eyes, he said: "Master Patriarch, you can't blame the disciples, these military chiefs are the leaders of various military regions, No. [-] and No. [-] took out For three days, even put aside everything, as for these old Niubi are some elders of Wudang Sect."

"Oh! The elders of the Wudang sect actually have cultivation levels of the fourth and fifth ranks, shit! You idiots, the real martial arts seven-section sword array has actually cultivated to the third level, the Tai Chi sword is only at the fourth level, and Tai Chi boxing is only... I said you bastards, how did you cultivate these martial arts, it took hundreds of years to reach this point, if old Taoist Zhang Sanfeng knew that there were disciples like you, he would be so mad." Murong said one by one. Count them down and dial them one by one.

The faces of a group of veterans were even more embarrassing. Because Murong Feng's seniority was so high, they didn't dare to refute for a while, but they were all shocked when they heard Murong Feng's words. This is really no wonder to us! In fact, after the ancestor broke through the sky, we fought against the Kunlun Taoist sect for thousands of years. Our elite disciples died and injured countless times, which led to the incompleteness of the kung fu! The junior dared to ask the senior, how do you know our kung fu? Law."

Murong Feng shook his head helplessly, a purple energy sword was condensed in the palm of his hand, and he swung it quickly, seven purple energy swords appeared, spread out quickly, flying in the air, and when the sword was cast, thousands of sharp sword qi erupted, Shred the air, shake the void.

The complexions of several veterans changed drastically, regardless of their own image, each one was very excited, and the leader was even more excited, saying: "This... this is the true martial arts seven-section sword formation! Senior... where did you learn it..."

Murong Feng did not speak, but shook the sword formation in the air, and turned to perform Taijiquan, mysterious fists appeared, and purple Taiji phantoms appeared, turning into circles in the void, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, each movement contained a great way Murong Feng turned into a purple long sword again. With a movement of the sword, he swung it quickly. One split into two, two changed into four, until it became a 120-point purple long sword. Murong Feng stopped the movement. .

"Do you understand? Taijiquan, Zhenwu Sword Formation, Taiji Sword, and even Taiji Divine Art, Tiangang Eight Steps, Shenmen Thirteen Swords, I know everything. Look at you idiots, you have practiced these ancient martial arts skills to perfection!" Don't you feel ashamed of what it looks like? How could Wu Sheng have disciples like you, and Ichiki and you old monks, don't laugh, you are the same, I really want to beat you hard."

A few old monks in Yimu held back immediately, not daring to speak or laugh, but they were really uncomfortable, but the leader of the old monk was very excited, and quickly knelt down on the ground, saying: "Master Patriarch, please accept three disciples. Bye, God pity, it can be seen that my patriarch has finally arrived!"

Murong Feng was helpless, the identity of this patriarch could not be escaped, but Yimu quit, and immediately said: "Old Niubi Qingfeng, how shameless you are, this is my Patriarch of Shaolin, don't care What about Wudang p! Don't be too close, I advise you to get out of here quickly, or the patriarch will get angry."

Qingfeng Laodao also fought against each other, pulled out his long sword, and said: "Yimu old bald donkey, this is obviously my ancestor of Wudang. If you don't let the ancestor talk, you are against me. Today Qingfeng and you Fight hard, how dare the old bald donkey fight me."

Immediately, Yimu grabbed an iron rod and shouted: "Old Niubi, come here, who is afraid of you!"

Murong Feng's complexion sank, and he shouted: "Stop it all, grandpa, you two together are thousands of years old, and you are still fighting so endlessly, it's a joke, what are you arguing about, my patriarch and you Shaolin Wudang master It has a long history, and it is definitely possible to be your patriarch. Today, my patriarch did not see you fighting, Qingfeng, I will go to the Wudang faction in person later if there is anything to do."

"Yes, Master Patriarch." The old Taoist Qingfeng looked at Yimu proudly, while Yimu stood aside angrily.

Murong Feng looked at No. [-] and No. [-] bosses in front of him, looked at their shivering appearances, and said, "Chairman Bai, Prime Minister Long, and the three generals behind, Yi Mu, Qing Feng, you all come here too, as for The rest are waiting outside."

The three generals who were named were naturally very excited. As for the rest of the people, although they were unhappy, they didn't dare to show it. Murong Feng led Qing Qing to a meditation room. Murong Feng sat down first, and Qing Qing also Sitting next to Murong Feng, the rest of the people stood quietly, No. [-] and No. [-] elders seemed a little cautious.

Murong Feng smiled slightly and said, "Hehe! It seems that all of you sitting here are my seniors, but the identity of this deity is quite special. He is the disciple of Zen Master Huike, one of the Sixth Patriarchs of Shaolin, and Master Wudang Sanfeng. The successor of the first god of war, the ancient war demon emperor, don't think that these are just legends. Let me make a long story short. Enshrine the ancestors of our family, the Holy Mother of Nuwa, Emperor Fuxi, Emperor Xuanyuan, Emperor Shennong, Emperor Chiyou, and Emperor Zhanmo. Don’t think that these are myths of our Huaxia clan. They are all real characters. Shou Fatian, since I am the Great Emperor Xingtian, and I am the heir of the Great Emperor, in another world, countless strong men of our clan fell, just to leave a glimmer of life for our clan."