Fantasy World Transmigration

Duan Yanqing leaned on two crutches and stood in front of Erniang Ye with an extremely dignified expression. He regarded Chen Ang as the greatest enemy in his life, and he already knew that his martial arts were three points behind Chen Ang's just after the fight. Failure is really a difference in strength.

When Chen Ang made a move, he didn't take it seriously, but after the fight, he suddenly realized that this person's martial arts is really unique in the world, and he is definitely not an opponent. Knowing this, he had the intention of retreating, and he said in a deep voice: "The great shift of the universe, I have heard about it, it is the supreme master of the Ming Cult. It turns out that you are the current leader of the Ming Cult. I have some friendship with your former leader Fang La. Your Excellency Why is it so hot?"

The Xixia party came late, and did not hear the news from the north. The young man who brought the letter was still hiding aside, trembling, and the group of beggars suddenly said: It turned out to be Mingjiao martial arts, which is really unheard of, but the cripple guessed it. Wrong, not only was this person not a member of the Ming Cult, but he had chased and killed the leader of the Ming Cult for more than three hundred miles.

Someone thought further: That the Ming Sect has such martial arts, so it can be seen that they are not good people. Not only did this person kill them, a huge sect, but they even learned their most powerful martial arts. Seriously. Is a powerful person.

As soon as Duan Yanqing said the words, he realized something was wrong. Everyone in the Beggar Clan sneered at him, and his heart sank, "But I guessed wrong? Your Excellency is not a member of the Ming Cult?"

"You are half right, and you are one of the rare well-informed people in the Jianghu." Chen Ang smiled slightly, and said calmly: "Mingjiao lives in a corner and is extremely closed. The great move may not necessarily make the Murong family's Dou Zhuan Xing Yi special in the front. Knowing this Mingjiao's supreme martial arts, your Excellency is already better than ninety-nine percent of the elders in the world."

Elder Xu who was next to him couldn't help but blushed when he heard this, but Duan Yanqing said in a low voice, "But I still guessed wrong, what is your origin?"

"No matter where you come from, the Murong family's battles and stars have changed, and the world has already come to a conclusion. It's your turn to comment!" The Western Xia warrior made a feint, retreated from Huang Chang's hands, and appeared in front of Chen Ang with a sway. .

"The ancestors of the Murong family, with just a glimpse of Mingjiao martial arts, they can use them as their own martial arts and create a martial arts that will never be under the great shift of the universe. Of course, it is amazing, amazing." Chen Ang used two 'Amazing', greatly flattering the Murong family.

The Western Xia warrior's eyes flashed, he laughed and said: "Use the way of the other, and give it back to the other, the seniors of the Murong family are naturally talented, and when you get here to talk nonsense, you stole a trace of fur from somewhere , and dare to show your ugliness in front of the heroes of the world."

"As the stars change, it's naturally wonderful." A smile appeared on the corner of Chen Ang's mouth, looking at Murong Fu who was extremely complacent in front of him, he said leisurely: "Unfortunately, the world is getting better and better."

"The way of martial arts is like sailing against the current. If you don't advance, you will retreat. In the hands of Murong Longcheng, I would call it 'exquisite', but in the hands of your descendants..."

Chen Ang looked at Murong Fu coldly, and knocked on the bottom of his heart one by one: "What is it?"

Murong Fu's expression changed drastically, as if he had been stabbed at the point he least wanted to mention in his heart, he gritted his teeth and said, "You are worthy, you are also worthy..."

"I deserve it!" Chen Ang said indifferently, "The universe has shifted a lot. In my hands, I will bring forth the old and bring forth the new. I will naturally be able to comment on your family's martial arts."

"Murong Fu!"

Everyone was shocked when they heard the name, and Wang Yuyan couldn't help but exclaimed. Feng Bo'e and Bao Dong were excitedly looking at the man on the field.

He stared fiercely at the beggar gang disciples who surrounded them.

Chen Ang looked at him, and continued: "Although you are willing to sacrifice everything and have the ambition to restore the country, it is a pity that you have great ambitions but few talents, and you forget your righteousness when you see small profits, and you struggle repeatedly. After all, it is an empty dream."

"The way of martial arts, you are broad but not professional; you have great ambitions, you are mediocre, struggling all day on the edge of misty dreams, martial arts cultivation, broad-mindedness, you are not as good as Qiao Feng, and when it comes to the ability to raise flags and rebels, you are also inferior to Mingjiao. Well. Apart from a false name, there is nothing to be praised, Qiao Feng is as famous as you, it really humiliates him."

Seeing Murong Fu's complexion getting darker, Chen Ang said indifferently: "Your rebellious ability, even the official doesn't like it, and you have to deal with Mingjiao's serious troubles, so that it's your turn to get ringworm and scabies."

"Enough!" Murong Fu shouted loudly.

As soon as the words fell, his body seemed to be pulled, as if an invisible thread was lifting his body, with a strange flicker, he came behind Chen Ang, and using his fingertips, the 'Shenhe Finger' pointed towards Chen Ang.

The face of the elder of the Beggar Clan Chuangong changed greatly, and he said in surprise: "Xuansi Kongdu!"

Everything happened in the blink of an eye, and even Duan Yanqing couldn't react. Seeing Murong Fu's body skills, he thought to himself: This man's martial arts are not bad, but it's a pity that he is far behind that official. , I should be able to support two moves, and I may not be inferior to that person if I go with him.

Thinking of this, he also fitted his body and rushed forward, with a little crutches, the rear strikes first, and Murong Fu and Murong Fu attacked Chen Ang one after the other, and the strength of one Yang finger was exerted to the extreme, enough to burn his body with Yang fire.

The joint finger is fierce; the yang finger is thick and unparalleled in the world. Chen Ang felt a tingling pain on his back and chest. Come here, it's really an extremely terrifying martial art.

In the world, who dares to ignore the combination of these two fingering techniques?

Chen Ang was slightly concentrating, and silently reached out with his right hand, bent his elbow and moved freely, like flowing clouds and flowing water, and moved his hands in a circle, with rapid and slow strength, reserved and introverted, and his mind, breath, shape, and spirit tended to be harmonious One.

Murong Fu felt that his fingers were combined, and he fell into a ball of cotton, and was wrapped in a group of tough and lingering strength. He pointed continuously, but was pulled aside by the strength. The strength of his fingers was entangled and accumulated, and was played by Chen Ang's hands. Time, can not erupt for a long time. After a few moments, the strength of seven or eight fingers has been accumulated.

It's not the same with Tieguai, Duan Yanqing was dripping with cold sweat, his hands trembled so much that he almost couldn't hold it enough, being pulled by the force, his fingers accumulated strength, and he couldn't help himself. Both of them were involved in martial arts, and they couldn't help themselves, and followed Chen Ang's guidance to operate their power.

There seems to be a soft force in front of the two fingers, which can be moved by the force and pulled freely. However, whenever the two want to withdraw their skills, they feel empty and weak in front of them. The two fingers cannot be released or retracted. , making the two of them uncomfortable.

Unknowingly, Chen Ang carefully observed several routines of Shenhe Finger and Yiyang Finger, trying to figure out the magic of them. When he came back to his senses, he found that Duan Yanqing and Duan Yanqing were sweating profusely and almost collapsed. The power of traction could no longer be controlled, as long as Chen Ang withdrew slightly, it would make their seven orifices bleed and their internal organs burn.

Everyone in the Beggar Clan was astonished and couldn't believe it. Looking at the two masters who were being toyed with by the applause, they couldn't express the shock in their hearts. They asked him to stand, so he stood, and when they asked him to jump, he jumped Jumping, it was like two puppets pulling strings, it was extraordinarily funny.

But there was no smile in the hearts or faces of all the people present, they only felt silence and sadness, Murong Fu was even more ashamed and angry, and roared mournfully in the audience: "Will you kill me, will you kill me?" !"

Wang Yuyan looked at the tears almost falling down, she saw Duan Yu who was standing not far away, at a loss, and hurriedly said: "Mr. Duan, save my cousin."

When Duan Yu heard her call, he said sadly: Miss Wang is anxious for his cousin, we live in different places, will she call out for me? Forget it, Miss Wang has a kind heart, and whoever is above, she will be anxious for him! What am I worth? She has always liked her cousin.

After thinking about it, he felt that he had no business, so he simply closed his eyes and broke into the circle drawn by Chen Ang.

"Well done! Look at me giving you a big gift!" Chen Ang smiled slightly, pulling two forces around Duan Yu's side, slapping his hands, lifting Duan Yu's hands, and facing the two of them. The fingers and two fingers were wrapped between Chen Ang's hands, and the Beiming Divine Art sensed the internal force and activated it automatically.

The endless internal force poured into Duan Yu's body from Murong Fu and Duan Yanqing's fingertips, and the Beiming Divine Art was deployed, the internal force rushed out, and disappeared instantly. Only Chen Ang noticed the subtlety of it, and he Controlled the two fingers to output slowly, smoothly to prevent Duan Yu from being injured.

It wasn't until Chen Ang learned the subtleties that he shook the two of them away and sent Duan Yu several feet away with a single palm.

Duan Yanqing and Murong Fu were pale and dying, but Duan Yanqing was fine, being supported by Ye Erniang who had adjusted his breath, he was able to walk barely, but Murong Fu fell directly into the dust, completely embarrassed, without the majesty just now Ah Bi exclaimed, pushed the Beggar Sect disciple away, and stepped forward to help him up.

Naturally, the beggar gang would not embarrass a little girl, but Murong Fu struggled, pushed away Abi's support, and said sharply: "I don't need help." He looked terrified, and said anxiously: "Where's my inner strength? My inner strength Woolen cloth?"

Abi whimpered, "My lord!"

Murong Fu looked up to the sky and laughed, looking crazy, he pushed Abi away, "I haven't lost yet!"

Chen Ang sighed, and walked slowly in front of Murong Fu: "You really didn't lose, the loss of the five levels of internal energy doesn't mean you're useless, it takes a lot of refining to forge fine steel, and it's the one who has achieved great things since ancient times, isn't that right? Having gone through all kinds of hardships, you really make people look down on you for acting like this."

After hearing his words, Murong Fu struggled for a few times, but finally calmed down, he straightened his appearance, and said silently: "Your Excellency has won!" He even struggled to stand up, his face was more determined.

Compared with before, he has an indescribable feeling, surging.

Chen Ang looked back at Ye Erniang, and said indifferently: "The Shaolin meeting, I hope you will appear there, no matter joy or sorrow, or bad retribution, I will always let you face it calmly, are you willing to go?"

Ye Erniang was silent for a while, and asked dryly, "But about my friend?"

"Half a lifetime of karma, half a lifetime of joy and sorrow!" Chen Ang didn't answer directly.

Ye Erniang said in a deep voice: "I am willing to go." She raised her head, looked at Chen Ang with crystal eyes, and said calmly: "There is always a voice urging me, saying that I will not regret it, do you think so?"

Chen Ang didn't answer her, looked around the messy scene, slapped Hao Lian Tieshu to death, turned around and patted Duan Yu's shoulder and said, "My lord, we should go!"

Duan Yu was taken aback and said blankly, "Where are you going?"

"Follow Mr. Murong to Yanziwu!"

ps: There is one more chapter at ten o'clock, let's see if I can write the third chapter today, if not, then I have to wait until tomorrow to make up.