Cultivation Of Immortals Begins With A Funeral Scripture

"Don't be impulsive. My third uncle is another master of Grandmaster. Although you beat Ma San, none of the three Ma San is his opponent!"

Yu Yueyue anxiously persuaded him, this guy is too impulsive, my third uncle is a top expert I specially invited to repair you, and I thought you were not pleasing to the eye, if you ran over to challenge him so recklessly, he wouldn't beat you up How can I give up.

But these words could not be uttered, so in desperation, he had to hold Ye Congwen's arm, and asked Wooden Sprout for help:

"Bean Sprouts Little Sister, come and persuade your big brother!"

Wood Bean Sprout has already made the final choice, choosing one of the heaviest gold and silver necklaces to wear around his neck. Then he walked out slowly, saw Ye Congwen drank the chicken soup, smiled and comforted:

"Sister Yueyue, don't worry, as long as he drinks chicken soup and beats anyone, he won't get hurt. You haven't seen my Brother Congwen's power. After drinking chicken soup a few times before, a tree as thick as a bucket on the mountain behind our house will He interrupted him, but his hands didn't even lose a bit of skin, no matter how powerful Third Uncle Yu is, can he still be tougher than the big pine tree?"

"What she said is true?" Yu Yueyue was dubious. If Mu Bean Sprout was telling the truth, wouldn't my third uncle be in danger?

Ye Congwen has long seen Yu Yueyue's entangled psychology, and secretly sighed that this woman is kind-hearted, caring about own from the bottom of her heart, without the slightest affectation. So he couldn't bear to deceive her, and answered honestly:

"After drinking the two-color elixir, my fists seem to be wrapped in a layer of energy net, which can be invincible, but the effective time is only a few minutes, I will definitely not hit your third uncle hard, I still expect him to give I'm applying for a place!

But if you come out to cooperate with me in a scene, both your third uncle and I will be unscathed. "

After hearing Ye Congwen's words, Yu Yueyue hurriedly asked what to do.

"My effective attack time is only three to five minutes. After passing the peak, my strength will gradually decline. If I defeat your third uncle within three minutes, I will take the initiative to stop.

If the two are at a stalemate or I am not your third uncle's opponent, you have to stop me when my strength is declining, and give everyone the illusion that I stopped because I took your face into consideration. Uncle can retreat completely, otherwise, once this violent energy erupts, it will be difficult for me to stop. "

Yu Yueyue nodded, a little admired Ye Congwen's courage, seeking wealth and danger, not to mention having her own niece on the sidelines, the situation is really critical and two-way mediation can be made—this bad embryo, even I plan together !

He glanced at Ye Congwen, and took the wooden bean sprouts outside to watch the battle.

Ye Congwen brewed for ten minutes, until the blood roared and crashed in his body, and the energy crystal film around his body was lingering. With a punch, the three-inch thick fir table was easily pierced. At this moment, there is no need to wait, attack He was caught off guard!

Like a tornado rolling out, it hit Uncle Yu.

"Third uncle, get out of the way, he is rushing over!"

Yu Yueyue didn't want to remind him at first, but when she saw Ye Congwen rushing out like a shell without warning, she blurted out in fright.

Ever since Yu and Mu walked out of the attic, Third Uncle Yu has been staring at this side, and for a long time he has not seen Ye Congwen, the little rascal. Could it be that this kid has escaped from the water and is about to go up to ask his niece.

Suddenly seeing Yu Yueyue yelling at him, his expression turned pale with anxiety. There was obviously an unexpected situation. The falling Ye Chen on the boat was flying all over the sky, this strength almost surpassed that of the Grandmaster.

Before he had time to think about it, he raised his palms to meet the attack, and there was a bang like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, which made the eardrums of everyone on the boat burn! They all looked at the two of them in horror.

I saw Yu Ye and the two retreated three steps each, as if they were evenly matched.

"Good palm technique! Take another one hundred and seven punches from me!" Ye Congwen strikes while the iron is hot, and the abnormal energy in his body is restless. Every time he collides with someone, the energy seems to find the exit direction, and quickly gathers on his arms, surging and surging. Eloquent.

The body gets hotter and hotter, and the moves become more proficient. Anyway, he hits the enemy, but he is safe and sound. This kind of profitless business is worthless.

Uncle Yu was knocked back three steps by Ye Congwen's punch, his arms were numb, and his Blood Qi writhed. Although he was not seriously injured, this kid caught him biting and tearing like a tiger out of the cage. After a long time, he was afraid that his physical strength would be exhausted. support it.

The Ye Clan's Pofeng Fist requires unparalleled brute force to exert its strongest combat power. It is as fast as a gust of wind, and its strength can break through the enemy. Every time it is punched, there will be bursts of cracking sounds, just like igniting a whip generally.

Such dazzling and eye-catching boxing skills naturally attracted people's attention, and the twelve guards of the Yu family watched intently, for fear that they would miss this rare scene in a century in the blink of an eye.

While amazed, while verifying that his own unique move can go a few moves under this real Pofeng Fist, they all shook their heads and stopped thinking. Only Ma San's eyes were lost, and he sighed in his heart that this little brother didn't use his full strength at all. If this kind of stormy fist attacked him, he might not be able to block even thirty-six punches, so how could he use it? Ma Jiaquan's chance?

"The Ye Clan's Pofeng Fist is well-deserved. This guy is a good guy. He has a sense of proportion in his actions. He is capable but not Zhang Yang."

Ye Congwen fought more and more vigorously, punching to the flesh, and attacking his legs with such a fierce force that he really wanted to beat Uncle Yu to his knees and beg for mercy. Looking at the third uncle who was retreating steadily, Yu Yueyue's happy and complacent expression gradually disappeared, replaced by deep worry, both afraid of winning and afraid of not winning, it was very tangled.

"I said Brother Congwen will be fine! Even a tree can be knocked down, let alone a person?"

Mu Bean Sprout glanced at the nervous Yu Yueyue, and comforted him with dissatisfaction:

"Don't worry, sister Yueyue, with you here, Uncle Yu won't be hurt."

"why?"

"Brother Congwen, how could you be willing to hurt your family members? How could such a wicked person cause trouble for himself? If he hurts his uncle, how can he enter your house in the future!"

What he said made Yu Yueyue tremble with fear and coyness, and she was too embarrassed to ask clearly, so she could only play around and pretend to be stupid:

"My third uncle is a reasonable person, why would you make things difficult for him for such a trivial matter? Besides, why would he go to my house when he has nothing to do..."

"I have sneaked to your house several times behind my back, thinking that I was kept in the dark and didn't know the things he did not wanting face!"

The more Wood Bean Sprout talked, the more panicked Yu Yueyue became, and she wanted to ask more clearly, when the third uncle suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, and Yu Yueyue cried out in shock:

"Ye Congwen, stop!"

While rushing in front of Third Uncle Yu, he stretched out his hands to block Ye Congwen, his face full of anger and dissatisfaction.

"It's a promise!" Ye Congwen saw Yu Yueyue rushing out, just as the abnormal energy in his body began to fade, and he reckoned that if he continued to fight, he would undoubtedly lose.

Accept it when you see it, click it. What's more, she had already made a plan with Yu Yueyue before, if she couldn't win, she would come up to stop Yu Sanshu, and if she could win, she would stop herself.

Ye Congwen nodded embarrassedly at Yu Yueyue, winked, and signaled Yu Yueyue to go and hold her Uncle quickly. Don't let him go berserk, it would be dangerous to challenge yourself again.

"What's wrong with you, Uncle, are you okay?"

Uncle Yu was dazzled by Ye Congwen's fast punch. Ye Congwen was caught off guard by the first move. He didn't even mix his breath, and he connected him with more than 80 Pofeng punches. I don't know why this kid went crazy. , the speed of his strength suddenly increased several times, and he was almost stunned. If he was allowed to perform a complete set of 108 moves, his fame would be ruined by this kid.

If you don't lose, you have to accept it when you see it. The Great Master also needs face. If you are beaten to the ground by this brat, where will you put your old face in the future?

What a fine niece, and how nice to have a niece! It's time to block too much! My few kilograms of elixir are really not in vain.

Uncle Yu slowly adjusted his breath, and laughed loudly at Ye Wudi:

"Patriarch Ye, your Pofeng Fist is indeed well-deserved, and it is already so powerful in his hands. If it was replaced by a powerful Ye clan warrior, I am afraid that one person would be enough to sweep away everyone on this boat. My nephew, I am convinced that I lost. "

"Haha..." Ye Wudi saw that Xiao Congwen had defeated the entire master of the Yu family, although he was puzzled, but winning all three battles really gave him a lot of face.

"Young nephew of the Yu family don't need to be overly modest. If you really want to fight, Xiao Congwen is definitely not your opponent. He is still young and his body is not yet fully developed. In terms of endurance and experience, he is not an opponent of your old Rivers and Lakes. You are self-confident and don't want to be as knowledgeable as this brat.

If you really want to do your best, how can Xiao Congwen be the opponent of the Great Master?

By the way, there is nothing serious about your body, right? "

"People who practice martial arts, what's wrong with spraying a mouthful of blood?"

Ye Wudi nodded appreciatively, and asked the woman watching the bustle beside him:

"Is the food and wine ready? The distinguished guests have been hungry all day, so hurry up and invite them to dinner!"

Dozens of members of the Mu tribe were busy and prepared a few tables of delicious meals. However, the houses in Tieta Village are built on the hillside, and there is little room for them. It is better to have meals on this boat.

Everyone quickly set up tables and chairs on the boat, and poured wine to each other by the clear and transparent stream of a river.

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Ye Congwen naturally chose to go home quickly. Once the effect of the medicine wears off, the whole person will be exhausted, the clothes will be drenched, the sweat will be rolling, and it will be easy to be spotted while sitting at the banquet. .

After leaving the sight of everyone, Ye Congwen couldn't hold back any longer, and sat down in the grass by the roadside, panting, sweating, and his clothes seemed to be sprayed with water in a blink of an eye.

Wood bean sprouts followed behind with a soup bowl, and when they saw Ye Congwen fell to the ground, they were startled, threw away the bowl in their hands, ran up to help Ye Congwen up, and asked anxiously:

"Brother Congwen, what's wrong with you, did you get hurt by that old bastard, I'll ask Ye Rulang to pick flowers and they will avenge you!"

"What are you yelling about? Don't let them hear you.

I just used too much force, and it was just exhausted, just rest for a while. "

Ye Congwen saw the wooden bean sprouts bluffing, with a high-pitched and high-pitched voice, and warned softly for fear of attracting attention.

"Oh, it's good that you're not hurt! Do you want me to scoop up another bowl of chicken soup for you to make up for? You usually recover after drinking chicken soup?"

The wooden bean sprouts were dry when they said they were dry, and they ran to the top of the bowl. While asking Ye Congwen not to move.

"Listen to what I have to say..."

Ye Congwen yelled helplessly, but unfortunately he was so weak that he didn't even have the strength to shout.

I didn't expect that fighting against other Grandmasters would consume so much stamina, and even knocking down a tree as thick as a bucket would not be so difficult.

Could it be that this abnormal energy will be consumed very quickly when fighting against a master of equal strength?