The myth of martial arts begins with the young master of the Demon Sect

Chapter 13 Situ Bukong
When seeing this person, Lian Chengyu felt a chill in her heart.

In the depths of Hengduan Mountain, a strong man was drinking tea from a teacup.

How do you look at it, how uncoordinated.

How about you shave your head again and get a chainsaw?
Looking at this person, Lian Chengyu quickly confirmed three things in her heart.

First, the visitor is not good.

How could Lian Chengyu not feel that lingering killing intent.

Second, this is a master.

If you are not a master, how can you hide in the dark and not be discovered by Lian Chengyu, Huo Liaodi and others.

Third, this guy is very good at pretending.

The reason for this needs no further elaboration.

He looked at the other party vigilantly, his whole body tensed.

"Huoliaodi has won the true biography of the ancestor Huoyun. Over the years, he has made a great name in the north with his two unique skills of 'Chiyang Hand' and 'Chijue Sword Technique'. His four envoys of 'Fenghuo Liancheng' , teamed up with a set of sword formations, and also caused the death of many first-class masters in the rivers and lakes."

The burly man held a teacup and said in an appreciative tone: "Young man, you are Lin Fu, the successor of the Lin family. I have to say that you have the demeanor of Lin Qing back then, and I admire you very much."

"Coincidentally, I have always admired myself."

Lian Chengyu's expression returned to calm and indifferent, her eyes swept over the teacup in the man's hand intentionally or unintentionally, and the steam was steaming.

He could naturally see that the tea was steamed with masculine internal energy.

It's nothing more than being able to steam the tea for a while, even Lian Chengyu needs to run for half an hour from the periphery of Hengduan Mountain to this depth, if he steams the cup of tea with true energy all the time, it will be a bit amazing .

"Okay, interesting." The burly man laughed: "Lin Fu, I am Situ Bukong, the first-class sticky guard of the imperial court. You murdered officials and despised the court's laws. You are heinous. I will take you down today. If you Obediently just grab it with your arms tied, if you dare to resist..."

Speaking of this, his smile suddenly became ferocious, and his tone could only reveal a chill: "Then don't blame me for crushing your joints and teaching you how life would be worse than death."

"It's up to you to enjoy this taste, I don't have such a blessing."

"If you don't enjoy it, you have to enjoy it." Situ Bukong grinned even more, and suddenly flicked his wrist: "The so-called courtesy before soldiers, I invite you to drink tea."

The teacup suddenly flew towards Lian Chengyu.

Not only was the speed extremely fast, but it was also accompanied by the sound of howling wind.

It seemed that what flew over was not a teacup, but also a stone the size of a millstone.

Lian Chengyu's expression froze, and the cyan knife light flew out again, slashing on the teacup with incomparable precision.

Click!Of course, the teacup couldn't resist the Wuyou knife's slash, and it instantly shattered into dozens of pieces.But the powerful force contained in the teacup also made Lian Chengyu's arm tremble and his tiger's mouth go numb.And the porcelain shards were even more windy, and hit him head and face, so he had to rotate the blade to block it.

"Boy, let me show you the demeanor of a real master!"

But at this time, Situ Bukong had traveled a distance of several feet, came to Lian Chengyu, and punched out.

The power of this fist is masculine and hot, all the power of the fist is bound in the fist, and it cannot be triggered.But when this punch hits the target, it will emit unparalleled majestic power like a bursting volcano, destroying everything in front of it, and it is extremely tyrannical.

Situ Bukong majored in Tong Zi Gong.

Tongzi Gong is a top-notch method in internal martial arts.

But there are not many people who really practice this martial art, and there are only a handful of people who can really cultivate to the level of masters in the whole world.

There is no such beauty as Situ Bukong, a first-class sticky guard like Situ Bukong.

There are also many mental methods that are not inferior to Tongzi's skills in the books collected in Da Nei.

But Situ Bukong insisted on following a path to the end.

Although he occasionally uses some cruel methods to vent his desires, he has to admit that this person's perseverance is far beyond ordinary people's imagination.

And his pure internal strength of more than 30 years, except for the "Sword Master" Ye Jiangui who has been famous for decades, I am afraid that no one can underestimate him.

Lian Chengyu mobilized her qi and blood, her tendons made a sound like bowstrings, and punched Situ Bukong.

When the two fists intersected, there was only a muffled bang, the energy in the whole body exploded, and the smoke and dust scattered.

Teng Teng stare... Lian Chengyu was forced to walk backwards, her feet sinking deeply into the mud.

'Lin Fu' possessed extraordinary strength and talent, and after being tempered by the "Longyin Iron Shirt", he became even more tyrannical, but this punch was forced back.

Although there was a reason for the injury, Lian Chengyu could tell that even in his prime, he might not be able to receive this punch.

This Situ Bukong is not even a little better than Huoliaodi.

Strong enemy!Absolutely strong enemy!

Lian Chengyu turned her wrist, and the cyan knife light flew out. The intertwined knife light was like a dragon moving in the air, intertwined left and right, forming an airtight knife net.

"Idiot! Getting caught without a fight is your best choice."

There was a smile on the corner of Situ Bukong's mouth, surging power gushed out of his burly and tall body, his fists opened and closed, and the masculine force rushed straight, directly smashing Lian Chengyu's saber light.

The two sides fought and left, no matter how Liancheng Yudao Guang swung, how strong the defense was, Situ Bukong simply waved his fists, one punch after another.

Everything is going against the odds, let Lian Chengyu retreat again and again.

boom!
Situ Bukong's fist hit the blade of Wuyou Knife again, Lian Chengyu's wrist flicked, and the tiger's mouth hurt.

"No, this guy's martial arts are superior to mine, and I am injured and tired at this time."

He understood that if he continued to fight, he would undoubtedly lose.

36 is the best plan.

"Situ Bukong, look!"

Lian Chengyu took out a booklet from his bosom, on which were written the four big characters "Lin Family Knife Book", and threw it directly towards the nearby waterfall.

And he himself twisted his body, his legs exploded with secret strength, and he fled in the opposite direction.

Situ Bukong's expression was condensed, he stomped his feet, and he jumped up into the air. He picked up the "Lin Family Knife Manual" and looked through it roughly. It actually recorded the mind and sword techniques.He looked happy, but also guessed that the cheat book might be fake, so he chased after Lian Chengyu.

It's just that Lian Chengyu took a step ahead and was familiar with the terrain, hanging Situ Bukong far behind him.

Pfft! !

An hour later, Situ Bukong suddenly heard the sound of something heavy falling into the water.

He sped up his figure, and in the blink of an eye, he came to a big flowing river, and the river was rushing.

"That guy escaped by taking advantage of the water?" Situ Bukong's face changed, his eyes patrolled the river, and he disappeared after a few steps.

After a dozen or so breaths, a figure flashed out from the grass.

"Situ is not empty, his head is empty."

Lian Chengyu laughed, he just threw a stone into the river.

But if this guy is not too stupid, he should react soon.

Lian Chengyu's figure folded, and she turned back the same way, and came to the waterfall where the battle was fought.

"Touching corpses is a fine tradition." Lian Chengyu looked at the corpses of Huo Liaodi and others, showing a fruitful smile.

(End of this chapter)