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Chapter 156 Dragon Elephant Prajna Kungfu VS Dragon Subduing Eighteen Palms (Part [-])
"Cunning Da Song people, the only mistake you made was that you shouldn't stand in front of me."

Huo Dou suddenly accelerated and rushed straight at Tang Xuanming, his face was full of pleasure, he had always been familiar with Da Song, and knew that these senior officials had never had much strength.

None of these so-called senior officials can fight.

As for the so-called celestial beings, divine dragons descending into the world, and all kinds of bragging, he has seen too many of them, so he doesn't even care about them.

"Presumably the head of a privy envoy will allow me to be reused, lead the army again, and carve up the land of the Song Dynasty. Is there any woman that my Mongolian prince can't get. Since you don't want to, then I will forcefully snatch it."

His face is ferocious and crazy, and the strength of a first-class master is at its peak.

Under the sudden attack, Guo Jing, who had been carefully guarding against Jinlun Fawang, had no time to react, and let him go straight in front of Tang Xuanming, complaining in his heart for a while.

The martial arts hero, who was half a beat slow in reacting because of the sudden shock, could only let out an angry roar.

"Dare you thief!"

But only half of the roar was heard, it was like being choked by someone, unable to speak any more.

Huo Dou, who was unparalleled in power, went fast and came back even faster.

The privy envoy who seemed to have been added by them as a frail scholar punched the Mongolian prince with a punch. The extremely fast speed and majestic power made this punch send out a thunderous thunderbolt in the air. ring.

If it wasn't for the fact that this Mongolian prince had practiced his martial arts in a real way, and protected his chest with his hands in time at this critical moment, he would have been punched to death with his first-class strength.

Even so, he was knocked into the air and rolled in front of Jinlun Fawang like a dead dog. His arms were so limp that he could no longer lift them up. His arms were broken by the thunderbolt punch. His body, his internal organs were severely injured, and he vomited blood crazily, and it seemed that he could not survive.

Entering middle age, Guo Jing, who was already close to number one in the world, glanced in surprise at Tang Xuanming who was standing on the throne. He had once defeated Huo Dou with one blow, but he also understood that the strength of this Prince Huo Dou was extraordinary.

The privy envoy in front of him was actually a rare martial arts master, and he might be a terrifying existence not inferior to him.

Many martial arts people looked at each other in amazement, the privy envoy's robe flew up, and the power of that punch made some teenagers and girls look dazzled.

The Golden Wheel Dharma King took a step forward in silence, and at some point, he already had a pair of golden wheels in his hands.

His eldest disciple stood in front of him like a city wall, his eyes gradually turning red.

Daerba carried Huo Du on his back like a dead dog, without saying a word, he was about to rush out of the crowd.

But being held down by Jinlun Fawang, the thin and tall Tibetan monk's voice was like thunder, almost roaring. After taking a deep look at Tang Xuanming, he led Daerba forward without retreating, and rushed towards hundreds of martial arts practitioners.

What he meant was obvious, only by mixing with martial arts people would there be a chance of survival, and would make those imperial guards be wary of shooting rats and not dare to shoot with all their arrows.

Otherwise, under a volley of arrows, unless the Dragon Elephant Prajna Kungfu has been practiced to the legendary No. 13 level, no one will be able to kill out of the ten thousand army.

There may be such a person in the legend, but in this era——no.

Guo Jing took a look at Tang Xuanming, and only at this moment did he show the methods of this stupid but wise man in the early days.

He said to those martial arts practitioners who were about to rush out to stop Jinlun Fawang: "Everyone, stand back for now. Jinlun Fawang is a top expert who is not inferior to me. Don't confront him head-on. Take the initiative to retreat a certain distance to give the Imperial Forest Army a chance to shoot arrows." .”

Many martial arts practitioners who were about to charge forward were taken aback for a moment, when they saw the "dwarf lion" Wang Meng who was running across the Jiangnan Road was punched on the head by the tall and thin Tibetan monk, and the extremely fierce man suddenly became short After a cut, the head was retracted into the chest cavity, and it seemed that he had lost his breath.

On the other hand, Guo Jing greeted him silently, faintly resounding dragon chant rang in the ears of many martial arts heroes.

The Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms that Guo Jing was famous for slammed out, Jinlun Fawang sneered and slammed up with one palm, intending to blast the former golden saber son-in-law to death here.

With one palm, both of them trembled. What shocked Jinlun Fawang was that he actually took a step back, while Guo Jing acted as if nothing had happened.

This made it hard for him to believe that he was an unrivaled genius in Tantric Buddhism, and he had practiced the Dragon-Elephant Prajna Kungfu, the secret school of Tantric Buddhism, to the ninth level.

And this legendary unique skill claims that every time it is practiced, it will increase the power of a dragon and an elephant. Although it is a bit exaggerated, the strength of Jinlun Fawang who has reached the ninth level is already unparalleled, not to mention unparalleled in the world.

It was something he never dared to think about confronting Guo Jing head-on.

And Guo Jing, with a simple and honest face, was neither surprised nor happy, and threw out another punch, and the resounding dragon chant sounded again.

Taoist exercises are known for being profound and long. They don't appear to be outstanding in the early stages, but they will become more powerful in the later stages.

In the early stage of cultivation, it was difficult, like climbing a peak, but in the later stage, it was like walking on flat ground, and Guo Jing was in his prime, at the peak of his life's strength.

During this period, with the fierce and domineering Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, it can be said that he was invincible in the world.

If he hadn't vowed to defend Xiangyang City to the death, with his martial arts, he would have shocked the entire Central Plains martial arts.

Jinlun Fawang met him so desperately, I have to say that his luck was extremely bad.

On one side, King Jinlun was entangled, and on the other side Daerba also encountered a strong enemy, a handsome young man entangled him.

In terms of strength alone, that young man was far behind, but now his footwork is nimble and his swordsmanship is superb, he entangled Daerba in place for a while, buying time for many Central Plains martial arts masters to retreat.

The battle between Guo Jing and Jinlun Fawang was very powerful. Every time they competed head-on with internal strength, the bluestone slabs on the ground would be cracked by them. Many martial arts heroes felt chilling just watching it.

In addition to the "dwarf lion" Wang Meng who was lying dead on the ground, he didn't dare to stay even more, and quickly jumped out of Lujiazhuang.

At this time, this group of martial arts heroes discovered to their horror that the entire Lujiazhuang and even the surrounding streets had been blocked.

The densely packed army surrounded this place impenetrably, and their entry and exit were not hindered much.

Soldiers in full body armor retreated indifferently from a path, and quickly closed again.

But enough for this group of martial arts heroes to walk out of it.

And such a dense encirclement has six layers, and a group of martial arts heroes withdraw, but they don't want to stay away, wanting to see the result of this battle.

There is a master of qinggong who stands far above the attic, overlooking the area.

Complex houses and walls have been knocked down, leaving patch after patch of open space.

This group of Imperial Forest Army is very good at dealing with martial arts masters, clearing out one after another open space, not giving these martial arts masters the slightest space to move around.

A group of light kung fu masters watched in cold sweat.

(End of this chapter)