Inheritance of Endless Martial Spirit

Chapter 151 Violently Beating Murong Bo [Part [-]]

Stepping into the realm of transformation, Shen Lin's internal strength could barely keep up with the level of martial arts. At this time, Shen Lin's internal strength was pure and majestic, and the spirit and power of the martial arts he practiced were truly revealed.

Obtained from the Yitian Sword and passed on to Guo Jing, the Northern Hero of the Five Greatest Condors, the Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon, under the impetus of Shen Lin's surging inner power, transformed into a dragon several feet in size, and swung it towards Murong Bo. Huge Wei Tuo palm prints rushed forward.

In the world of Tianlong, the Eighteen Palms of Subduing Dragon is praised as the best martial art in the world by Shaolin's floor-sweeping monk. It is naturally conceivable how powerful it is.

As for Guo Jing's Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, although they lost some of their essence when the Beggar Clan passed them down through generations, and their power is slightly weaker than the original version of the Dragon Subduing Palms, they added more of the new techniques realized by Hong Qigong. The principles, as well as the other martial arts principles that Guo Jing obtained by analogy after practicing the Nine Yin Mantra, also have some mysteries that the original Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon did not have, which is different from the original version of Subduing the Dragon.

In terms of power alone, the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms are enough to beat the Wei Tuo Palm by a few blocks, and the quality of Shen Lin's own icy soul energy is even more powerful than Murong Bo's. The palm shocked Baili, completely crushing Murong Bo's full palm.

Shenlong reached out its claws and swung its tail, opened its mouth to bite, smashed Murong Bo's palm completely, and rushed towards Murong Bo.

"What, it's the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms!" Murong Bo's face changed slightly, his feet moved like rootless catkins, flying a distance of ten feet to avoid the blow, "How do you know this martial art?"

Shenlong staggered away from Murong Bo, and hit a boulder, smashing the boulder that was a person's height into pieces, the sound of the explosion resounded through the sky, and dust filled the air.

Such power is indeed worthy of the name of Shocking Baili.

Looking at the boulder that turned into powder, he was as deep-minded as Murong Bo, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes, and at the same time, there was also a trace of enthusiasm.

"As expected of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, which are as famous as the Shaolin Yijin Jing, the power is astonishing." Murong Bo looked at Shen Lin who was staring at him with great interest, with a smile on his face, "Unfortunately, the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms Palm, in your hand, still can't threaten me."

"Really?" A noncommittal sneer appeared on Shen Lin's face, "Are you trying to say that your speed is enough to resist?"

"Old Mr. Murong, let's try it!" Shen Lin flew forward suddenly, turning his palms around, and the crimson dragon-shaped true energy danced around him, "Lend me this trick again, Kang Long has regrets!" !"

Murong Bo smiled lightly, without any nervous look, his arms were drawn in circles, carrying the mysterious power to distort everything, the silver point of view revolved around his body, like stars in the sky, following the established track, turning around Heng: "Forget it, I'll let you experience the supreme knowledge of my Gusu Murong family's unique knowledge-Dou Zhuan Xing Yi!"

Roar--

Shen Lin turned a deaf ear, a red-gold Zhang Ba Shenlong flew out of his palm, carrying Shen Lin's figure, and flew towards Murong Bo, the dragon's head was raised high, and the scales were lifelike, as if it were a real dragon.

"Using the way of the other, return it to the other body, give it to me!" Murong Boyi was so bold, facing Shen Lin's powerful move, Kang Long regretted it, and he didn't hide at all, and stretched out his right palm , met Shen Lin's imposing right palm that descended from the sky.

boom!
Shen Lin's right palm, carrying the force of wind and thunder, hit Murong Bo's palm, Zhang Ba Shenlong rose from behind Shen Lin, and rushed straight towards Murong Bo's chest.

"Good time," Murong Bo sneered, a silver ball of light appeared on his chest, facing the surging power of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, unexpectedly he didn't dodge but went straight to him.

"You've been fooled," Murong Bo sneered, an incomparably powerful pulling force emanated from the light ball, which deeply caused Shen Lin's dragon-shaped palm to deviate from the original direction, and followed Murong Bo's ribs. After going around for a week, he threw himself back at Shen Lin.

As expected of the master of the Nan Murong family, its power is really impressive. In Murong Bo's hands, he was able to transfer back the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.

Looking at the slightly smug smile in Murong Bo's eyes, a cold smile appeared on the corner of Shen Lin's mouth: "Old Mr. Murong, your thinking is too simple!"

"Drink!" Shen Lin smiled coldly, on the right palm, like a sea tide gushed out, it turned into a two-foot dragon again, and greeted the dragon palm in Murong Bo's hand.

Shen Lin had known for a long time that Murong Bo was difficult to deal with, so he made the move with Kang Long Youhui.

Kanglong Yougui is the first form of the Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon. At the same time, it is also the general outline of the Eighteen Forms. It is easy to learn but difficult to master. It is the most basic but also the most profound.

The so-called Kanglong has regrets, the most important thing is the word "regret". Kanglong has regrets. With special force and skill, he superimposes the inner strength of a palm technique layer by layer. Stay for twenty minutes, the stream is endless, and the palms are endless.

Facing Murong Bo who was playing tricks on him, Shen Lin chose to see what he did, and with the stamina of Kanglong Yougui, he met Murong Bo's last trump card.

After all, there is a limit to the movement of the stars. The wave of attacks that rebounded back to Shen Lin was already a bit reluctant. Facing Shen Lin's Kanglong, he had regrets, and Murong Bo could no longer rely on his mentality to rebound. With the strength of the dragon's palm, he greeted Shen Lin.

Ten percent of the palm force collided with the stamina of the [-]th floor, and the consequences can be imagined, especially in Shen Lin's palm, which also carried thousands of catties of dragon elephant strength. Such power can be called devastating.

If it was an ordinary warrior, facing Shen Lin's sudden change of move, he would definitely be caught off guard, and then be controlled by others, and even lose with one move.But Murong Bo is worthy of being a hero of martial arts, he leaves room for every move and style, thinking about victory, and thinking about defeat first, as soon as Shen Lin let go of his stamina, he felt something was wrong, as if he had been fooled, and he hurriedly struggled out of breath, and also To cut off the control of the palm force, he flew back suddenly.

"Break it for me!" Without Murong Bo's restraint, Shen Lin's control of the two palms was no longer hindered. He sneered, and the two dragon palms instantly merged into one, turning into a bigger dragon, gaining power Unrelenting, he forced towards the retreating Murong Bo.

"Good boy, let's count on you," Murong Bo saw that after the kid plotted against him, he was still aggressive and pressing every step of the way, he couldn't help but look ugly, forced his disordered breath, raised his true energy, and stepped back quickly.

Shen Lin laughed, and moved with his palm, as if he had merged into this divine dragon, he jumped up and rushed towards Murong Bo.

"Shen He Zhi, Ding Ding Qiankun!" Regardless of the damage to the tendons, Murong Bo forcibly raised his qi, and his true energy flowed, and finally used the unique technique of pressing the bottom of the box, Shen He Zhi.

If it is said that Dou Zhuan Xing Yi is the strongest defensive technique of the Gusu Murong family, then this joining finger is the strongest offensive fingering of the Gusu Murong family.

This fingering technique is called "Shenhe", which was given by the members of the Murong family to commemorate the original battle of Canhepo, if it was not a life-and-death struggle, they would never show it lightly in front of others, but now, it was sent out by Murong Bo, It can be seen that Murong Bo was forced into an extremely embarrassing predicament by Shen Lin.

Although the name is not overbearing, the power of this Shenhe finger cannot be underestimated. It is not inferior to Dou Zhuan Xing Yi, and its attack power is even higher than Dali Duan's Yiyang finger.

When Murong Bo made this move, an invisible force of vigor surged out, and he went straight to meet Shen Lin.

"Old man, I finally used my hole card," Shen Lin laughed, and the power of the move in his hand increased by three points, and he slashed at Murong Bo with the momentum of sweeping the mountains and rivers.

A mouthful of reversed blood overflowed from the corner of Murong Bo's mouth, it was a sign of forcibly mobilizing zhenqi, causing a strong load on the meridians, and the meridians were injured.

Finally, Shenlong Zhangli and Murong Bo collided once again.

boom!
This time, Murong Bo didn't dare to underestimate him any more, he used all his strength, and put his strong finger on Shen Lin's palm, touching the eyebrow between the two horns of the red golden dragon.

"Break it!" The black robe on Murong Bo's body was shattered, revealing the white scholar's uniform underneath, and his gray hair were blown up by the strong wind.

The scarlet golden dragon let out a mournful roar, and every inch was shattered, and the corner of Murong Bo's mouth also continuously overflowed with blood.Forcibly mobilizing his zhenqi at an overloaded level, and then receiving Shen Lin's triple-strength superimposed Kanglong Yougui, Murong Bo's body was already in a state of chaos, and his zhenqi was in chaos.

Finally, under Murong Bo's desperate efforts, Kanglong Youhui's scarlet gold Shenlong phantom was completely destroyed, and the strength of Shen Hezhi was also completely exhausted.

But before Murong Bo could be happy, his face became extremely ugly.Because he saw a purple finger light flickering on Shen Lin's left hand.

"Sword of Thunder!" With left and right fighting skills in his body, Shen Lin's left hand had already gathered momentum, and he struck with a sword of thunder, pointing at the sword follower.

"Pfft!" The sword finger pierced Murong Bo's body, a wave of blood shot out of his body immediately, Murong Bo flew upside down, broke an old pine tree, and fell to the ground.

This finger was right on the Qihu acupoint on Murong Bo's chest, when he hit it, the zhenqi in Murong Bo's whole body collapsed, for a moment, he could no longer gather zhenqi, he was like a useless person.

Shen Lin looked down at the sluggish Murong Bo, and said with a sneer, "I told you, I will ask you for some interest for him. See, that's right!"

Murong Bo was filled with embarrassment and anger, he didn't catch his breath, he just spit out a mouthful of blood and passed out.

"As for it? At such an advanced age, my mind is so unstable," Shen Lin shook his head helplessly, stepped forward, and tapped ten vital points on his body, then took out a small jar of liquid from the mustard ring, smiled Said, "That savage and cheap master made a bad potion, let you taste it too."

After finishing speaking, Shen Lin stretched out his hand to grab Murong Bo, and gave him medicine.

"Huh!" Shen Lin let out a slight groan, reaching into Murong Bo's arms, and took out a golden silk cloth bag.

"What is this?" Shen Lin lifted the silk cloth, and saw that inside it was a thin secret book, with four large characters written on it——Dou Zhuan Xing Yi.

(End of this chapter)