Martial Arts, Start in the Ancient Tomb Faction

After hearing Huang Rong's words, all the heroes were filled with joy.

The originally suffocated feeling was vented in an instant.

What Huang Rong said is really heart-warming, the translation is,

That's right, this is a matter in our Central Plains martial arts. You, a Mongolian, are talking nonsense here,

Moreover, they tried in vain to intervene in it. As expected of a group of barbarians outside the Great Wall, they don't understand etiquette at all!

Huo Dou had studied the Central Plains culture since he was a child. He got annoyed and argued a few more sentences, but they were all easily suppressed by Huang Rong.

This made Huo Dou, who had always been conceited about his eloquence, feel suspicious of life for the first time!

"Okay, Gang Leader Huang, Xiao Wang admits that he is not your opponent in terms of eloquence.

But the most important thing in martial arts is fame and martial arts,

The family teacher Jinlun Dharma King is extraordinary in martial arts, the best in the martial arts world, and his reputation is even more highly respected in Mongolia,

Xiao Wang thought that the position of the leader of the martial arts alliance must be his family teacher. "

"What bullshit Jinlun Fawang is no match for my master!"

Wu Xiuwen refuted Huo Dou excitedly, Jinlun Fawang turned his head and glanced at Wu Xiuwen,

Wu Xiuwen felt that the sky was turning dizzy, his body was shaking,

He was about to fall to the ground in the next moment, but luckily Guo Jing next to him made a move and grabbed Wu Xiuwen's hand,

A wave of true energy poured into his body, causing his mind to break free from the aura of King Jinlun Fawang.

"The King of Fa is very powerful in martial arts, but it's not good to bully the little disciple like this!"

Guo Jing took a step forward, and said to Jinlun Fawang with his true energy.

This voice carries the blessing of Guo Jing's true energy, not only has a strong penetrating power, but also has a terrifying aura!

A group of Mongolian warriors couldn't bear Guo Jing's momentum,

He couldn't stand his feet all of a sudden, and he fell into a somersault, showing his ugly face!

Huo Dou and Da'erba also had a lot of internal strength, they barely blocked Guo Jing's first wave of momentum,

But in the face of the second wave of momentum, it will be unbearable!

"master!"

Huo Dou and Da'erba felt a hand resting on their shoulders,

Immediately, the boiling qi and blood in the body felt much better.

Jinlun Fawang didn't speak to the two, but stepped forward and said to Guo Jing:

"Guo Daxia is really good at it, I want to learn it today!"

Said that the whole body moves according to the heart, and a terrifying oppressive force swept over,

Let everyone present feel the pressure in their hearts!

Yang Guo felt the strength of Jinlun Fawang's aura, and he was amazed,

"This Jinlun Dharma King is worthy of being the most talented disciple of Tantric Buddhism for hundreds of years.

Only in his thirties, he has already reached the late stage of the master, and he may step into the peak of the master at any time! "

Yang Guo is also in the late stage of the master now, but don't think that it is so easy to break through the late stage of the master.

The realm of a master, as the name suggests, is a master of a sect, the originator who can establish a sect!

It can be said that in the Jianghu, there is not one out of a hundred thousand warriors who can reach this level.

A breakthrough in the realm of a master requires talent, resources, opportunities, and perseverance, as well as the final opportunity!

Every great master in the realm of a master has a very strong understanding of martial arts, and it is even more shocking when he makes a move!

The atmosphere in the arena began to quickly become dignified, and all the people present were looking forward to the battle between the two,

One is a beggar who has been famous for more than ten years, and the other is a master of Tantric Buddhism from Mongolia.

The strength displayed by these two has far exceeded the level of the general arena.

Such a duel between masters is rare in more than ten years!

Brother Shuangwu looked at Guo Jing excitedly, and hoped that the master could teach this monk a lesson.

Huang Rong stood behind Guo Jing, secretly anxious,

This hero meeting was originally undercurrents and turbulent, and all the neutral forces in the magic way sent masters to come.

It has always been suppressed by relying on brother Jing's prestige and strength,

The strength of this fan monk from the one he showed just now is enough to show that his strength is not simple!

If he competes with him, even if brother Jing wins, he will consume a lot of true energy and suffer some injuries.

At that time, the couple will be too far away to suppress the demons and monsters in Dasheng Pass.

Guo Fu looked at her mother's hand, and kept holding her hand tightly. She grew up under her mother's lap,

I knew immediately that my mother must be very anxious now, but she couldn't do anything about it.

Although her strength can be regarded as a small master, she is still too weak compared to her father, Fan Monk, in the arena!

Chapter 45

"Master, please see me."

Guo Jing cupped his fists and looked at Jinlun Fawang, the next moment Jinlun Fawang's figure flashed,

The time of one breath, for ordinary people, is to blink one eye,

But for a master master, it is enough to cross hundreds of meters and come in front of the enemy!

Guo Jing stood where he was, with the tyrannical zhenqi in his right hand,

"Shuanglong draws water!"

Yang Guo, who was standing not far away, felt Guo Jing's aura, and he could clearly see the late master Guo Jing's cultivation.

Jinlun Fawang felt the painful palm wind in front of his face, and instead of retreating, he continued to slap Guo Jing!

"boom!!"

The deep and terrifying zhenqi was colliding constantly, and powerful zhenqi ripples erupted centered on the two of them!

After feeling the collision of true qi, the surrounding people in the rivers and lakes all retreated quickly.

I'm afraid that if you step back a step late, you will be affected by the battle between the two!

"Boom! Boom!"

"Crack! Kick!"

The ground paved with good blue bricks began to shatter quickly because they couldn't bear the impact of the two people's true energy!

There are traces of ground cracks everywhere on the ground.

It seemed that the place where the two of them were standing was about to sink into a big pit at any moment!

"what!"

Guo Jing changed his palm after finishing a wave of zhenqi, and directly made another move, Kanglong Yougui!

Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms is a super martial art passed down by the Beggar Clan for hundreds of years, its power is limitless!

Although Jinlun Dharma King possesses the dragon-elephant prajna skill,

He also has the cultivation base of a master in the late stage, and is at the same level as Guo Jing's strength,

But obviously not, Guo Jing's opponent with the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms,

"call!"

Jinlun Fawang took a few steps back first, and flew back to the front of the Mongolian warriors.

"Guo Daxia really has great skills, his palm technique is really perfect, reaching the pinnacle!"

Jinlun Fawang swallowed the blood that was about to pour out of his throat, Guo Jing also took three steps back at the same time,

The Nine Yin Manual was running rapidly, suppressing the churning qi and blood in the body, and said slowly in his mouth:

"The master is absurd. Your inner strength is also extremely pure, which makes Guo feel admirable."

Although Jinlun Fawang doesn't have super martial arts like Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms in his hands,

However, Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu is also one of the top skills of Tantric Buddhism.

The internal force cultivated is not small,

He was able to catch it, but he also suffered some injuries.

"Today, I, Jin Lun, learned Guo Daxia's kung fu. If I have a chance, I will definitely learn Guo Daxia's brilliant skills again in the future. Let's go!"

Jinlun Fawang tried his best to suppress the internal injuries in his body, and called other people to leave Lujiazhuang together.

Seeing Jin Lun and his party leave, Huang Rong was not yet relieved.

A strong and piercing voice sounded, and my heart raised again!

"Guo Daxia's strength is extraordinary, as expected, there is no one worthy of his reputation!"

There is a strong true energy in the voice, and it seems that he is also a master with high cultivation base!

The voice fell, and then three figures flew down from the eaves in the east,

The leader is gray at the temples, with a stern face, leaning on a pair of fine iron sticks, with a powerful aura,

It is a strong man in the late stage of the master, and it seems that the voice just now was made by him!

He was followed by a man and a woman. The man was tall and burly, holding a pair of scissors and a weapon with a murderous look on his body.

The woman has a slender figure and a gentle temperament, but there is a scar on each side of the cheek,

It completely ruined the beautiful appearance of a woman!

"These three should be the other three villains. Yun Zhonghe has already been dealt with by himself.