Comprehensive Martial Arts: Jade Man Jiang Feng

After the man in black finished speaking, he jumped up again and rushed towards Jiang Feng. Since his internal force could not crush Jiang Feng, let's compare martial arts moves!

"Master, be careful, that's the Prajna Palm!"

At this time, Li Qingluo and Wang Yuyan hurried over. Wang Yuyan recognized at a glance that the man in black was slashing at Jiang Feng with the Shaolin unique Prajna Palm.

"Zheng!"

Jiang Feng drew out the Seven-Star Panlong Sword from his waist, a flash of cold light flashed, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at the palm of the man in black.

"Hum!"

Seeing this, the man in black changed his vertical chop to a horizontal slap, slapping the sword body of the Seven-Star Panlong, trying to slap the Seven-Star Panlong Sword away.

"Buzz!"

Jiang Feng turned his wrist, and the Seven-Star Panlong changed from a straight stab to a horizontal cut, still facing the black-clothed man's flesh palm.

This time the man in black had no time to change his position, so he could only change his palm into a finger and point at the Seven-Star Panlong Sword.

"It's the Vajra Finger, Master, stab his Tianchi acupoint!"

Wang Yuyan recognized the black-clothed man's martial arts moves again and reminded Jiang Feng loudly.

The black-clothed man looked at Wang Yuyan deeply, his eyes fluctuating.

He didn't expect that Wang Yuyan was proficient in hundreds of martial arts. Not only did she recognize the Prajna Palm, she also recognized the Vajra Finger, and more importantly, she pointed out the weakness of her martial arts.

The Vajra Finger was exposed, and the black-clothed man immediately stepped forward and retreated three meters. Then he gently moved his fingers and three leaves flew into his hands.

"Flower-picking Finger!"

"Sword Nine!"

The black-clothed man suddenly threw out three leaves and attacked Jiang Feng.

Jiang Feng used Sword Nine from Sword Twenty-Three to split the three leaves. The tip of the sword paused for a moment, and then continued to stab the black-clothed man.

Seeing that the tip of the sword was about to pierce his body, the black-clothed man stepped forward, opened his hands, and flew backwards like a roc spreading its wings.

"Sword Eighteen!"

Jiang Feng was not good at Qinggong, and he could not break through the three-inch distance. He immediately used Sword Eighteen, and a burst of sword energy shot out.

The man in black was startled and immediately turned over like a kite, trying to avoid the sword energy.

But he still couldn't dodge it, and was cut by the sword energy on his shoulder, and blood dripped down.

"Good internal strength, good swordsmanship, good Yulang Jiang Feng, there is a long way to go, let's wait and see!"

The man in black knew that he would not be Jiang Feng's opponent if he continued to fight, so he immediately jumped to the top of the tree, performed Qinggong, and soon disappeared.

Jiang Feng did not chase him, but sheathed his sword and looked at the direction where the man in black left thoughtfully.

"Master, it's Yiwei Dujiang. All the martial arts moves of this man in black are from Shaolin, and even the internal force he uses is Shaolin's Bodhi Heart Method. Is he a monk?"

Wang Yuyan came to Jiang Feng and frowned in thought.

"Monk? He has been hiding in the Shaolin Sutra Library to secretly learn martial arts for thirty years, so he can be considered a monk, right?"

Jiang Feng smiled. He really beat the younger one and provoked the older one. This old man is really shameless.

Fortunately, he has broken through the Grandmaster level, otherwise it would be a bit difficult to face him, the peak Grandmaster.

"Jiang Feng, do you know who he is?"

Li Qingluo asked curiously.

"Not only do I know, you know too, but you thought he was dead for thirty years."

"Fake death for thirty years, could it be Murong Bo?"

Li Qingluo frowned and thought for a while, and suddenly thought of a person who should have died long ago.

"It was him. He beat up the young Murong Fu and attracted the old Murong Bo. Will Murong Longcheng come out of his grave to look for me in the future? But it's not certain. The martial arts golden elixir can live for 500 years. It's possible that he is still alive!"

The upper limit of the world of Tianlong Babu is not high. A martial artist who can live for more than 100 years is considered a long life. Murong Longcheng should be dead.

But in this world of martial arts where the life of martial arts golden elixir is 500 years, the life of martial arts Yuanying is 1,000 years, and the life of martial arts Yuanshen is 3,000 years, everything is possible.

But Jiang Feng is not afraid. He will stop the enemy and cover the water.

It is also interesting to have the opportunity to compete with the legendary figure.

"Let's go, let's go to Langhuan Jade Cave first!"

Jiang Feng has not been to Langhuan Jade Cave yet, and he is ready to go there to broaden his horizons.

"I will lead the way for the young master!"

Wang Yuyan nodded, and then took Jiang Feng to Langhuan Jade Cave.

"Master, this is the Langhuan Jade Cave."

Soon, Wang Yuyan brought Jiang Feng to the Langhuan Jade Cave and introduced him to the martial arts of various schools and sects.

"There are hundreds of books here. Shall I ask the maid to help you move them?"

After Jiang Feng had read them all, Wang Yuyan said to him with a smile.

"Yes!"

"Let's help too!"

Wang Yuyan asked the maid to move the books, and Zhong Ling, Azhu, A Bi and Jing Wei helped to move them immediately.

It took the group half an hour to move all the martial arts secrets in the Langhuan Jade Cave to the big ship.

LookLooking at the books on the boat, Jiang Feng nodded with satisfaction.

With them, his bounty mission building has no worries.

"Jiang Feng, I want to invite you to have lunch at Mantuo Villa. I will cook for you myself. What do you think?"

Seeing that the secret book was completed, Li Qingluo invited Jiang Feng again.

Jiang Feng had not agreed to her request after being interrupted by the uninvited guest Murong Bo.

"Then thank you for your hard work, Madam!"

Jiang Feng did not refuse. Li Qingluo gave him all the family assets, and she wanted to cook for him personally. How could she not give him face?

"It's not hard. You can have tea and rest for a while in the pavilion on the mountainside. I will prepare lunch for you. Ah Zhu and Ah Bi will follow me. Yuyan will treat Jiang Feng well!"

"Yes, Madam!"

"Okay, mother!"

Li Qingluo took Ah Zhu and Ah Bi to the kitchen, while Jiang Feng played Go with Wang Yuyan.

He originally couldn't do it, but who made him inherit the memory of Jiang Feng's original body? Jiang Feng was proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, which was just right for him.

"Master, there's a little thief sneaking up!"

After about a cup of tea, Jingwei, who was standing silently behind Jiang Feng, suddenly spoke.

"Ah? There's a thief in my Mantuo Villa?"

Wang Yuyan, who was concentrating on playing chess, was a little surprised. She didn't expect that there would be a thief in Mantuo Villa.

"Don't panic, sister Yuyan, look at Ling'er to help you catch the thief, ah... Sister Mu!"

Zhong Ling was watching the two people playing chess on the side and yawned out of boredom.

However, when she heard that there was a thief, she immediately became energetic and immediately performed Qinggong to fly in the direction Jingwei was looking at.

Zhong Ling looked down from above and slapped the person with one palm. When she found that it was Mu Wanqing, she quickly withdrew her hand, but the palm wind still knocked off Mu Wanqing's veil.

Her chin was pointed, her face was white and smooth, and it was crystal clear.

A cherry mouth that is clever and neat, with thin lips and a beautiful face, is a rare beauty in the world.

"Shui Mu Qing Hua, Wan Xi Qing Yang, Mu Wan Qing, really lives up to her name!"

Wang Yuyan stood up and walked to the railing of the pavilion. After looking at Mu Wan Qing's appearance for a while, she couldn't help but praise her.

"Sister Mu, you are here to assassinate Madam Wang again, aren't you tired?"

Zhong Ling naturally understood Mu Wan Qing's intention, so she asked curiously.