Chapter 392 Proud Mu Gaokun, unique skills
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Yue Zhi Ling
"Nephew Murong Xian, haven't you been looking for me before?"
"Now that I'm here on my own initiative, why don't you look very happy?"
Looking at Mu Gaokun walking over with a "kind" look on his face.
Murong Bufan readied his sword and looked solemn.
Obviously, Mu Gaokun, who had been running away smoothly, must have something to rely on when he took the initiative to come here this time.
"Could it be that... Mu Gaokun heard about me and knew that I was injured by Wang Haoran yesterday."
"So, you want to get rid of me while my strength is declining?"
"Haha, if this is really the case, then he is thinking too much!"
but.
When Murong Bufan stared at Mu Gaokun, Mu Gaokun also stared at him, and then sneered in his heart——
"Haha, I, Mu Gaokun, a master at the late stage of a grand master, was chased by a junior like you, running around like a lost dog."
"What a shame!"
"Now, I have mastered the physical skills that I have practiced for two and a half years."
"I swear to take revenge!"
He has great physical skills and knows that Murong Bufan is injured now.
So today, Mu Gaokun came over confidently and wanted to get rid of Murong Bufan.
then.
Just when the two were about to start fighting.
Mu Gaokun took a stance and taunted——
"Nephew Murong Xian, I seem to have heard that you don't have Kun!"
"Then uncle Mu, let me use a set of moves to compete with you!"
"The tenth of the twelve types of Xingyi, Kun type!"
talking.
Mu Gaokun used the "Kun type-starting hand posture": bend the body slightly, place one hand slightly above the crotch, lift the other hand, and swing it from side to side like cleaning glass.
"Kun type, designed to deal with people like you who have no Kun!"
Mu Gaokun's posture was coupled with extremely mocking words.
Murong Bufan was so angry that veins appeared on his forehead.
"Mu Gaokun, you have a right to die, no one can save you!"
"I, Murong Bufan, will do justice for heaven today!"
Today, he was going to kill the enemy in front of him who had taken action against the Murong family!
He rushed over with his sword, using dazzling and flexible sword skills.
However, Mu Gaokun, who had already seen the power of the "Evil-Destroying Sword Technique", had already prepared a way to deal with it——
"Seventh of the twelve shapes of Xingyi, Horse shape - Tai Chi style!"
"catch!"
"change!"
"send!"
Mu Gaokun wore gold gloves, caught the blade, and then guided it to neutralize the force on the blade. Finally, he used the force to attack Murong Bufan's wrist.
Between this pulling and unloading.
The careless Murong Bufan was caught off guard and the sword in his hand was knocked to the ground!
You know, the power of his "72-way Evil-Destroying Sword Technique" lies entirely in the sword in his hand.
If the sword is knocked down, the power of the sword technique will not be unleashed!
Murong Bufan panicked and wanted to pick up his sword.
But unfortunately.
Mu Gaokun didn't give him a chance at all.
A neat set of "horse type - combo type - five lightning whips" chased after him.
He directly beat Murong Bufan until he was dizzy and kept retreating.
However, it's not over yet.
Mu Gaokun has been practicing hard for two and a half years, and has mastered the "Twelve Forms of Xingyi".
Therefore, after firing the fifth lightning whip in a row, he kept his sideways posture towards Murong Bufan. Instead of closing his palms, he took advantage of the situation and lunged to the side——
"Kun type - secret meaning - Kunshan rely on!"
A hard bump with the shoulder.
In an instant, Murong Bufan flew out and then hit a tree in the distance heavily.
After falling to the ground, he covered his chest and vomited blood.
"Nephew Murong Xian, am I okay with my Kun type?"
"Haha, it's a pity that you, a Wukun person, can't learn it!"
At this time, Mu Gaokun kicked Murong Bufan's sword far away and started to pursue him.
"Mu Gaokun, you are looking for death!"
Being ridiculed again, Murong Bufan cursed and stood up despite the pain.
Started groping on the body.
"..."
Touch, touch.
"……Um?!"
"Where's the brand? Where's my brand?!"
Fu Tianlin originally gave him three rare jade tablets with the power of legendary masters.
One piece was stolen by Wang Haoran in some unknown way. He used one piece himself and still had one piece left.
He put it on his body to save his life.
But now I want to use it, but I can’t find it!
While looking at Mu Gaokun who was approaching, he groped anxiously.
Naturally, he looks like this.
In the eyes of Mu Gaokun, it was just "pretending to be mysterious" and "at the end of a strong crossbow"!
"everything is over!"
"Nephew Murong Xian, say hello to your father for me!"
In Murong Bufan's shocked eyes.
The proud Mu Gaokun actually took out a familiar jade plaque and crushed it into pieces.
A full blow from the legendary realm!
"how is this possible?!"
Madhu, why did my jade token go to someone else again? !
And the above restrictions are the same as none, anyone can use it!
fuck! ! !
Murong Bufan's eyes were horrified!
but.
Just when the attack was about to fall on him, an accident happened.
A leisurely and a little windy sigh sounded——
"Oh, let's just use the big one to bully the small ones."
"You actually used a hidden weapon to take advantage of others' danger, Mu Gaokun, you've lived like a dog for a long time!"
Just when the attention of the two combatants was attracted by this sound.
suddenly.
An old figure slowly appeared beside Murong Bufan and blocked the attack for him.
"Senior Aomozhi!"
"Qingmozhi?!" Mu Gaokun's face turned ugly.
In this situation, Qing Mozhi obviously wants to protect Murong Bufan.
And he couldn't be his opponent.
"Elder Qing, do you insist on meddling in other people's business?"
"Humph, are you minding your own business?"
Qing Mozhi hummed slightly, and his momentum was at full strength.
With oneself as the center, the air waves spread to all sides:
"As an elder of Qingyun Holy Land, I can't control anything!"
He put his hands behind his back, looking like a master.
however.
Just when he was getting ready to show off.
"Jie Jie!"
Another person's voice came -
"Qing Mozhi, you have finally made it to the early stage of the legend after such a long time. I am so proud of you. You are showing off again!"
"Who?!"
Hearing these familiar words, Qing Mozhi was frightened and his heart tightened.
He quickly opened his eyes and looked at the source of the sound.
"Huh, luckily it's not Zhao Nichang..."
Looking at the man wearing a ghost mask in front of him, Qingmo Zhi couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Although Yongling Town is his own territory, he has been walking around for the past two days to do errands just because he is afraid of meeting Zhao Nichang.
Precisely because of this, he happened to encounter the scene where little friend Murong was in "danger!"
And now.
The person in front of him was obviously not Zhao Nichang.
With a snort, Qingmo Zhi, a legendary master, was about to scold this mysterious masked man majestically.
However, before he could speak——
The next second, the ghost mask suddenly appeared in front of him.
Taking up most of his field of vision.
sneak attack!
Qingmozhi was so shocked that his pupils shrank suddenly, and he subconsciously wanted to take action.
But because I was just showing off.
Both of his hands were behind his back, so his reaction was naturally a bit slow.
"Snapped--!!!"
Under a heavy ear-scratcher.
Qingmozhi was instantly slapped and spun around in circles.
"Now that I'm here on my own initiative, why don't you look very happy?"
Looking at Mu Gaokun walking over with a "kind" look on his face.
Murong Bufan readied his sword and looked solemn.
Obviously, Mu Gaokun, who had been running away smoothly, must have something to rely on when he took the initiative to come here this time.
"Could it be that... Mu Gaokun heard about me and knew that I was injured by Wang Haoran yesterday."
"So, you want to get rid of me while my strength is declining?"
"Haha, if this is really the case, then he is thinking too much!"
but.
When Murong Bufan stared at Mu Gaokun, Mu Gaokun also stared at him, and then sneered in his heart——
"Haha, I, Mu Gaokun, a master at the late stage of a grand master, was chased by a junior like you, running around like a lost dog."
"What a shame!"
"Now, I have mastered the physical skills that I have practiced for two and a half years."
"I swear to take revenge!"
He has great physical skills and knows that Murong Bufan is injured now.
So today, Mu Gaokun came over confidently and wanted to get rid of Murong Bufan.
then.
Just when the two were about to start fighting.
Mu Gaokun took a stance and taunted——
"Nephew Murong Xian, I seem to have heard that you don't have Kun!"
"Then uncle Mu, let me use a set of moves to compete with you!"
"The tenth of the twelve types of Xingyi, Kun type!"
talking.
Mu Gaokun used the "Kun type-starting hand posture": bend the body slightly, place one hand slightly above the crotch, lift the other hand, and swing it from side to side like cleaning glass.
"Kun type, designed to deal with people like you who have no Kun!"
Mu Gaokun's posture was coupled with extremely mocking words.
Murong Bufan was so angry that veins appeared on his forehead.
"Mu Gaokun, you have a right to die, no one can save you!"
"I, Murong Bufan, will do justice for heaven today!"
Today, he was going to kill the enemy in front of him who had taken action against the Murong family!
He rushed over with his sword, using dazzling and flexible sword skills.
However, Mu Gaokun, who had already seen the power of the "Evil-Destroying Sword Technique", had already prepared a way to deal with it——
"Seventh of the twelve shapes of Xingyi, Horse shape - Tai Chi style!"
"catch!"
"change!"
"send!"
Mu Gaokun wore gold gloves, caught the blade, and then guided it to neutralize the force on the blade. Finally, he used the force to attack Murong Bufan's wrist.
Between this pulling and unloading.
The careless Murong Bufan was caught off guard and the sword in his hand was knocked to the ground!
You know, the power of his "72-way Evil-Destroying Sword Technique" lies entirely in the sword in his hand.
If the sword is knocked down, the power of the sword technique will not be unleashed!
Murong Bufan panicked and wanted to pick up his sword.
But unfortunately.
Mu Gaokun didn't give him a chance at all.
A neat set of "horse type - combo type - five lightning whips" chased after him.
He directly beat Murong Bufan until he was dizzy and kept retreating.
However, it's not over yet.
Mu Gaokun has been practicing hard for two and a half years, and has mastered the "Twelve Forms of Xingyi".
Therefore, after firing the fifth lightning whip in a row, he kept his sideways posture towards Murong Bufan. Instead of closing his palms, he took advantage of the situation and lunged to the side——
"Kun type - secret meaning - Kunshan rely on!"
A hard bump with the shoulder.
In an instant, Murong Bufan flew out and then hit a tree in the distance heavily.
After falling to the ground, he covered his chest and vomited blood.
"Nephew Murong Xian, am I okay with my Kun type?"
"Haha, it's a pity that you, a Wukun person, can't learn it!"
At this time, Mu Gaokun kicked Murong Bufan's sword far away and started to pursue him.
"Mu Gaokun, you are looking for death!"
Being ridiculed again, Murong Bufan cursed and stood up despite the pain.
Started groping on the body.
"..."
Touch, touch.
"……Um?!"
"Where's the brand? Where's my brand?!"
Fu Tianlin originally gave him three rare jade tablets with the power of legendary masters.
One piece was stolen by Wang Haoran in some unknown way. He used one piece himself and still had one piece left.
He put it on his body to save his life.
But now I want to use it, but I can’t find it!
While looking at Mu Gaokun who was approaching, he groped anxiously.
Naturally, he looks like this.
In the eyes of Mu Gaokun, it was just "pretending to be mysterious" and "at the end of a strong crossbow"!
"everything is over!"
"Nephew Murong Xian, say hello to your father for me!"
In Murong Bufan's shocked eyes.
The proud Mu Gaokun actually took out a familiar jade plaque and crushed it into pieces.
A full blow from the legendary realm!
"how is this possible?!"
Madhu, why did my jade token go to someone else again? !
And the above restrictions are the same as none, anyone can use it!
fuck! ! !
Murong Bufan's eyes were horrified!
but.
Just when the attack was about to fall on him, an accident happened.
A leisurely and a little windy sigh sounded——
"Oh, let's just use the big one to bully the small ones."
"You actually used a hidden weapon to take advantage of others' danger, Mu Gaokun, you've lived like a dog for a long time!"
Just when the attention of the two combatants was attracted by this sound.
suddenly.
An old figure slowly appeared beside Murong Bufan and blocked the attack for him.
"Senior Aomozhi!"
"Qingmozhi?!" Mu Gaokun's face turned ugly.
In this situation, Qing Mozhi obviously wants to protect Murong Bufan.
And he couldn't be his opponent.
"Elder Qing, do you insist on meddling in other people's business?"
"Humph, are you minding your own business?"
Qing Mozhi hummed slightly, and his momentum was at full strength.
With oneself as the center, the air waves spread to all sides:
"As an elder of Qingyun Holy Land, I can't control anything!"
He put his hands behind his back, looking like a master.
however.
Just when he was getting ready to show off.
"Jie Jie!"
Another person's voice came -
"Qing Mozhi, you have finally made it to the early stage of the legend after such a long time. I am so proud of you. You are showing off again!"
"Who?!"
Hearing these familiar words, Qing Mozhi was frightened and his heart tightened.
He quickly opened his eyes and looked at the source of the sound.
"Huh, luckily it's not Zhao Nichang..."
Looking at the man wearing a ghost mask in front of him, Qingmo Zhi couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Although Yongling Town is his own territory, he has been walking around for the past two days to do errands just because he is afraid of meeting Zhao Nichang.
Precisely because of this, he happened to encounter the scene where little friend Murong was in "danger!"
And now.
The person in front of him was obviously not Zhao Nichang.
With a snort, Qingmo Zhi, a legendary master, was about to scold this mysterious masked man majestically.
However, before he could speak——
The next second, the ghost mask suddenly appeared in front of him.
Taking up most of his field of vision.
sneak attack!
Qingmozhi was so shocked that his pupils shrank suddenly, and he subconsciously wanted to take action.
But because I was just showing off.
Both of his hands were behind his back, so his reaction was naturally a bit slow.
"Snapped--!!!"
Under a heavy ear-scratcher.
Qingmozhi was instantly slapped and spun around in circles.
