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Bo Fu stood still, Mr. Lei and the other swordsman retreated at the same time, and the young cook also showed his ghostly lightness, and dodged Bo Fu's grasp - all thanks to the two swordsmen His sword attack interfered with Bo Fu... Everyone upstairs saw that a cook also had such martial arts, but they were all men with a strong heart, and none of them showed any strangeness on their faces.

After the three separated, the other swordsman was finally seen clearly. It turned out to be a beautiful woman in red, with soft features, but a strong look in her eyes. She was the one who confronted uncle in order to save the cook. character shot.And one zhang behind her sat down a gentle woman in Tsing Yi, also a rare beauty, with a Yaoqin in front of her, and it was this woman who played the qin music, slightly interfering with the battle.

Bo Fu raised his beard and smiled and said: "The little girl's swordsmanship is very good, but she has no strength... As for that girl, can she play it with eighteen touches?" Everyone in the audience frowned...

Bo Fu, who turned his head, moved his arms, and the muscles all over his body rolled under his clothes, and the crackling sound of joints and cracks echoed in the building, "What kind of sword school are you, kid? You are a bit weak in kung fu... and You, a cook, have the highest martial arts so far, interesting and interesting. Why do you still want to be a cook when you have this kind of martial arts? Come on, come on, let's fight first!" After finishing speaking, Bo Fu stepped forward and looked red behind him. The woman in clothes threw her arms around Lei Jianyun and the young cook in front of her as if she had nothing to do, and at the same time included Shangguan Shou in the attack range.

With a clear shout, the woman in red was the first to strike, Jian Guang directly stabbed Bofu's vest, and Lei Jianyun also counterattacked at the same time, hitting Bofu with a dragon-like sword energy-this time Lei Jian Yun used his real kung fu, and Shangguan Shou extended his palms together, striking Bofu's hands with multiple layers of force.But the young cook covered his head and stood there dumbfounded.

Bo Fu turned around, but turned his head and threw himself at the red-clothed woman and the green-clothed woman behind him. With his arms in his arms, the red-clothed woman's sword light suddenly dissipated. Bo Fu put his arms around a woman, but screamed : "Hold my sister in Beidou's arms and kill!" The huge palm even touched the buttocks of the two women...

At this moment, the sword energy and palm strength of Lei Jianyun and Shangguanshou also hit Bo Fu, but the young man who was still covering his head was the one who came last. Bofu vest.Bo Fu said "Ah..." in a very hypocritical manner, put aside the two women, stepped back three steps in a row, turned around and was already by the upstairs window, this guy was covering his chest with one hand, Made a look of "I've been seriously injured!", fell down, smashed open the window sill, and fell down Yueyang Tower... At the same time, a few books popped out of me...

A few people stepped forward quickly, but saw Bo Fu running down the stairs, and the books upstairs were also picked up by Mr. Tang, "Luo Han Ren Wang Fist? Huashan Pack of Wolves Fist? What is this? Yan Mara's Eighteen Hell Sutras!!!" Mr. Tang yelled out.Lei Jianyun, Shangguanshou, and Yan Zishuang also went forward very curiously to see what the so-called lunatic giant threw out. Naturally, Second Young Master Tang also took out these three books and circulated them to everyone...

The masters of those two boxing books read it and thought at the same time: "It's ridiculous! How can this martial art be practiced? It doesn't make sense at all..."

But when Yan Zishuang flipped through the Eighteen Hell Sutras, his face immediately changed, and he was about to say something, but the next Shangguan Shou had already picked up the scripture and read it, and his face also changed, even more so. Exuding a strange look.

At this time, Yan Zishuang had already said: "This is a magic technique, it's better to wait for Rushuang to give it to the mentor to destroy..."

Shangguan Shou sneered: "Why is Fairy Yan doing this? If you really want to destroy it, you can destroy it here. Why treat us as three-year-old children and send it to our mentor to destroy it... Besides, Mr. Lei, you have also seen that this is a school. It’s a magical skill. Yan Moluo’s eighteen hell scriptures, the old man has also read Buddhist scriptures. This is a Buddhist magical skill that was born in the hell realm among the six realms of reincarnation! How come there is a theory of magic skills! If the fairy doesn’t want it, the old man wants it. Young Master Lei, Second Young Master Tang, and Prefect Ning can copy as much as they want, how about it?"

At this time, Tang Zhonghai had read the Eighteen Hell Scriptures, and was rereading the previous two sets of boxing techniques, with a strange expression on his face.And Lei Jianyun and Shangguan Shou also suddenly realized: "The Eighteen Hell Scriptures are already magical skills that can be practiced, and there must be problems with the previous two sets of boxing techniques!"

At this time, the two women and the young cook had quietly disappeared.

In the end, the highest-ranking young master Tang Er took the Eighteen Hells of Yan Moluo, Lei Jianyun took the Arhat Renwang Fist, and Shangguan Shou took the Huashan Pack of Wolves Fist. It has already been said that the Hell Sutra is a magic technique, so it is naturally difficult to export it. In the end, Tang Ergong and Lei Jianyun each said that they copied a copy for Yan Xianzi.But Ning Junshou and the county officials also got two sets of copies of boxing...

On the contrary, Bo Fu's huge body traveled extremely fast, and he couldn't see it after three or five turns.Therefore, everyone upstairs also thought about whether they should try to track Bofu, maybe there are other benefits, but the disappearance of Bofu made their wishes temporarily come to nothing, but Ning Junshou, Mr. At the same time, I gave the order to find this giant man......

"That guy is probably a lunatic, otherwise, why would he throw out this cheat book like an act? It's just that there is nothing wrong with this Buddhist magic skill... It seems that we should ask Erlang's disciple, the dead man, to practice first. .” The three men thought at the same time.

"Hahaha, now it's time for fun. The most common joke in martial arts is to win the secret books of magic arts. Now I have lost three books, and there are eighteen Hell Scriptures as a base. There will definitely be a plot where you will fight for it—— Oh, it’s broken, I forgot to publicize it! Damn, these three are all powerful, and so are the bystanders. It’s likely that they will be covered up. In the end, no one knows that there is a magical power unearthed... Or fill it in Forget the fire!" Bo Fu thought as he patted his arms.

This day is the lucky ri and unlucky ri of Yueyang martial arts people. A few guys picked up a few books on the road-Taishan Sirius Boxing, Hitting the Wall Back Water Palm, Rahuluo Asura Divine Art, Yasha Hungry Ghost Mingwangfa, Indo When Luo Di released the Heavenly Thunder and Lightning Art, these books immediately set off a bloodbath—of course, some of them were directly picked up by the young cook...

On the contrary, Bo Fu sold the carriage - anyway, there was no money in it. He wrapped the helmet and a few pieces of armor in a cloak and carried it on his back. He also carried his big knife on his back. Wrapped, but did not attract the attention of passers-by.He bought a big bamboo raft, put a chair on the bamboo raft, sat on the chair, picked up a long piece of moso bamboo as a rudder, and started to float along the river.

But in Yueyang, the two women—now they will be called Shuangjue, but they are masters of the magic sect, still challenged Yan Zishuang.

In the northern grasslands, in today's Hulunbeier tribe, several young people are playing a role in the play.I saw two men with their upper body naked, exposing their fit and strong muscles, and at the same time lowered their right shoulders as spearheads, charging at each other.

As if two pieces of iron were colliding, the two people also shouted "Mongolian Overlord!" The moment they collided, the ground trembled slightly, and the shock wave generated by the collision even shattered the turf within a few feet of the surrounding area. set off.The same strong men outside the circle applauded loudly, but the two men colliding inside were still deadlocked, "How many times has this been tied?" A person next to him said this sentence, "Your words How many times have I said that!" Someone answered him.

"We have already practiced the Mongolian overlord Taoism taught by the teacher, and half of the people here have practiced the steel armor Hufa, and they have practiced to be invulnerable. I heard that in a few days, the tribe will go westward and the Turkic tribe Snatching the grassland, it seems that the time for us to make meritorious service has arrived!" The man who seemed to be the leader in the crowd said to the brothers, "Then we will go south to find the teacher, and measure the martial arts of the southerners by the way!"

This group of men is the teenagers that Bofu accepted in this tribe at the beginning, and now the oldest one is about 20 years old—by the way, they always thought that Bofu was an uncle who was over [-] years old—and he was taking them in When I was an apprentice...

This group of muscular guys are all taller than their peers on the grassland. Under the influence of Professor Bofu's breathing and boxing techniques, all of these guys are bodybuilding champions, and the shortest one is over six feet ( about 180 cm in metric).

They are about to make a name for themselves on the battlefield and spread the prestige of Bo Fu—this guy has been staying in Hulunbuir as an otaku for many years, and his reputation on the prairie is really not that loud—farther than the Turkic Martial God He Louqi far less.It's just that after this war, it is estimated that the name will become famous on the grassland...