Chu Feng said: "Didn't you give a strict order a long time ago that no one is allowed to go to the top of the city, otherwise they will be killed without mercy."

Dao Baifeng said: "That being said, but..."

Just as he was talking, horns came from below.

Dao Baifeng turned around and looked over his shoulder. He was overjoyed and said in surprise, "Sir, the Yuan army has really retreated. You are really amazing."

The corners of Chu Feng's lips curled up slightly, and he stroked Dao Baifeng's little head, "So, I won?"

Dao Baifeng said hurriedly: "Sir, I, I didn't say I wanted to bet..."

The sound quickly turned into a whimper.

Dao Baifeng was speechless.

In a secret house in Dali City, Murong Fu touched his chest and coughed twice.

"Duan's Yiyang Finger is indeed well-deserved for its reputation. I never expected that Duan Yu could cultivate the Six Meridians Divine Sword at such a young age."

Duan Yanqing sneered and ventriloquised, "I've heard for a long time that Gusu Murong used other methods to retaliate against others, but this unique skill has no use at all."

Feng Bo said displeasedly, "You can't even defeat Emperor Baoding, so you still have the nerve to fight for the throne of Dali?"

Duan Yanqing snorted coldly, "If I hadn't been disabled, what would Duan Zhengming mean to me?"

Feng BoE wanted to say more, but was stopped by Murong Fu.

He cupped his fists and said, "My brother is not nice to talk to, but Mr. Duan is very skilled in martial arts, and I admire him very much."

Duan Yanqing's expression softened.

Murong Fu added: "I have contacted the Tubo Kingdom, and they have sent the national advisor Jiumozhi to help, and will be here soon."

Duan Yanqing chuckled inwardly: "I heard that this man has extraordinary martial arts skills and a powerful flaming sword. If he can come, great things can be accomplished."

At the top of Lijiang City, Dao Baifeng was gargling wine, looking at Chu Feng with a pair of red phoenix eyes, a sad look on his face.

Chu Feng didn't look at her, but stared into the distance.

Following his gaze, there were more than a dozen Buddhist monks there with their long sleeves fluttering.

Dao Baifeng couldn't help but asked in surprise: "It's the time of the war, why would a monk come here?"

Chu Feng said: "I'm afraid the person who came here is not good. You stay here and I'll go down and take a look."

After saying that, he jumped up and landed lightly down the city.

The monks came closer.

I saw a monk, wearing a yellow monk's robe, less than 50 years old, clothed in cloth and wearing sandals. His face was full of energy, and there seemed to be a faint precious light flowing, just like a bright jewel, shining naturally.

The men behind him all had hideous and formidable looks, which was in stark contrast.

After arriving a few meters away, the leading monk said, "This poor monk is Jiumozhi from the Tubo Kingdom. Who are you? Why are you blocking our way?"

Chu Feng raised his eyebrows.

It turned out to be Jiumozhi.

This person is the Tubo State Master, the abbot of Dalun Temple, and is known as the "King Dalun Ming".

He is arrogant and conceited, obsessed with martial arts, and fanatically pursues supreme martial arts. He will do whatever it takes to achieve his goals, even resorting to sneak attacks and plots.

It's really gold and jade, but the outside is broken and the inside is broken.

Chu Feng said: "I am Chu Feng of Xiangyang. I have been invited by the Lord of Dali to come here to help him defend the land and protect the country. This is already the border of Dali. Why is King Dalun Ming here?"

"Xiangyang Chufeng?!"

Jiumozhi's eyes narrowed.

Even in the remote Tubo country, he had heard of Chu Feng's reputation.

The Lord of Xiangyang City is now world-famous, like thunder.

The Five Ugly People on the Tibetan Border, Tian Boguang, Gongsun Zhi, and the Three Heroes of the Yuan Dynasty are no longer worth mentioning.

He broke into the camp of 10 yuan army alone and killed Kublai Khan.

They planned to burn an army of 7 Yuan and beat Jinlun Dharma King to death with eighteen palms.

Huanglong Valley fought against the heroes alone and destroyed [-] forbidden troops in one battle.

He entered Lin'an alone and rescued hundreds of heroes.

Now he has become the leader of the martial arts alliance of Song Guozhengdao.

Every one of these things can make anyone famous all over the world.

What's more, they were all done by the same person.

Such a character is truly astonishing and unique.

No wonder Jiumozhi was not surprised.

However, Jiumozhi was a Tubo master after all. He had excellent martial arts skills and never flinched when encountering powerful enemies.

He cupped his hands and said, "The name of the city lord is something that I admire very much. I am very happy to see you today. I am here because I was invited by Master Murong to learn martial arts with the senior monks of Tianlong Temple."

Baifeng, the swordsman at the head of the city, couldn't help being shocked when he heard this.

The Tubo State Preceptor Jiumozhi was a very famous figure.

Especially in the Western Regions, it is a household name.

This monk's martial arts skills are amazing. If he goes to Tianlong Temple, I'm afraid no one in the whole temple can stop him.

Dao Baifeng was secretly glad that thanks to her own decision, she finally invited Chu Feng.

Without him, Dali would never have been able to survive.

Thinking of this, the taste in my mouth became sweet.

Under the city, Chu Feng said with a smile: "Buddha said: neither birth nor destruction, neither dirt nor purity. It seems that King Ming failed to understand the desire for power. You'd better go back, otherwise I'm afraid you will die in a foreign country."

Jiumozhi clasped his hands together and said: "What Master Chu said is quite Buddhist, but the young monk is stubborn by nature and will not give up until he achieves his goal. I happened to have learned three fingering methods recently, so I asked Master Chu to give me some advice."

After Jiumozhi said this, he stretched out his right hand and gently touched it with his thumb and index finger, as if holding a flower. With a smile on his face, he flicked the five fingers of his left hand to the right.

Dao Baifeng saw that he was extremely gentle with his fingers. Every time he popped out his left hand, it was as if he was trying to flick away the exposed beads on the flowers in his right hand, but he was afraid of shaking off the petals.

There is always a kind smile on his face, which seems to be deeply understanding.

However, when I played it with five fingers, nothing happened, as if I was playing lonely.

Dao Baifeng was a little confused.

Jiumozhi's expression changed drastically.

The kind smile just now was gone, and a look of horror appeared on his face.

"You, you, what kind of skill are you doing?!" he asked in shock.

Chu Feng remained motionless and only used the Beiming Divine Skill outside his body.

But seeing the green smoke lingering, it was like an immortal descending to earth.

The corners of Chu Feng's lips curled up slightly, and he said calmly: "Let me stand up, then you have the right to ask."

He just landed at the top of the city and sat on the ground with a Yao Qin on his knees. Apart from that, he had no other weapons.

Jiumozhi was shocked.

His skill is extraordinary, it is one of Shaolin's 72 special skills, the flower-twisting finger.

Zen Buddhism regards enlightenment from the heart as the most important thing, and he has a special focus on this flower-twisting finger.

Jiumozhi felt that he had to deal with the five fingers carefully when Guo Jing came. Who would have thought that when he encountered Chu Feng, he would take it indifferently.

Such magical skills are really unexpected.

Jiumozhi suddenly turned around and walked quickly around Chu Feng, connecting his fingers quickly.

The sound of whooshing through the air was endless, like sharp arrows shooting at Chu Feng from different angles.

This skill is also a Shaolin 72 stunt, which is Duoluoye Finger.

The strength of this finger is amazing, even the steel middle finger will break.

Unexpectedly, when it reached Chu Feng's side, it immediately dispersed silently, just like blowing air.

Back then, the emperor of Song Dynasty was so powerful that he couldn't break through this shield with his powerful sunflower magic skill. What did a mere Doroye finger mean?

Jiu Mozhi was shocked.

(Li Mohao) was shocked.

Just now, he circled around Chu Feng and pointed out dozens of times, but he couldn't even make him look back.

This kind of martial arts is simply unheard of and unseen.

Could it be that he can actually master the martial arts in the world?

At this point, Jiumozhi no longer cared about using any more fingering techniques.

His palms were like holding balls, and he used his inner strength to display his strongest martial arts.

Jiumozhi heard a chirping sound in front of him, and he fired six swords of true energy in succession.

This air knife is very different from ordinary ones.

Ordinary masters can turn their true energy into a sword, but they can only turn it into white.

Jiumozhi's sword was red, and there was a faint flame burning on it.

It was his famous stunt, the Flame Knife.

This technique is extremely powerful. If hit, not only the knife can hurt the body, but the fire can also hurt the body.

Moreover, the fire burns the true energy, the true energy is not extinguished, the flame is not extinguished, it burns the marrow and bones, and it will not stop until death.

Jiumozhi was behind Chu Feng at this time, with six swords coming out at the same time, even more intent on plotting against him.

This caused Baifeng, the swordsman at the head of the city, to scream: "Be careful."

Chu Feng, however, remained motionless and seemed not to notice.

I saw that these six air knives reached one meter away from Chu Feng, and they seemed to have fallen into it.

The speed is getting slower and slower, and the blade is getting smaller and smaller.

After flying less than half a meter, the blade was completely gone, leaving only six flames still struggling to burn.

Chu Feng slowly turned his head and exhaled.

Disturbing.

Six small flames were just blown out by him.

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Jiumozhi's eyes widened, his mouth opened wide, and he was extremely shocked.

Although he had heard so many rumors, he didn't think so.

After all, this man is the lord of the city. He has tens of thousands of people under his command and is protected by three thousand masters of the Beggar Clan. How could he do everything by himself?

Jiumozhi felt that if one-third of those deeds could be done by Chu Feng himself, it would be extraordinary.

Like those 18 palms beating the King of the Golden Wheel to death, it is even more ridiculous to the world.

If you make up such a lie, you won’t be afraid of people laughing at you.

These were Jiumozhi's previous thoughts.

Until now, he didn't know that the rumors were not only not good at all, but actually far worse.

With such magical skills in hand, there is no need for 18 palms to kill someone. I'm afraid he will be killed with one slap.

Seeing Chu Feng looking at him with a half-smile but not a smile, Jiumozhi was extremely panicked.

He retreated quickly, bowed his hands and said, "Master Chu is very skilled in martial arts. The young monk is so impressed that I fell to the ground. I will return to Tubo and ignore Dali matters."

Chu Feng smiled coldly.

If you had attacked me head-on, I would have spared you, but you plotted against me behind your back.

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