PS: Correction of the title chapter: Why do you want to force me in the 497th chapter (add 10/10 for the fact that the leader does not complain) The leader 10 has been added.

Seeing that Duan Yanqing was about to die under He Xie's sword, Murong Bo shot again.

This **** stick—

No, you can't say that.

This stick that stirs gold, jade and shit, pointed out, and suddenly a wind of fingers volleyed into the sky, lasing towards He Xie.

He Xieren was in the air, and suddenly jumped down, dodging the finger, and swept away with a sword at the same time.

brush!

Blood splattered, and Duan Yanqing's legs suddenly broke at the knees!

Whoosh whoosh!

Not waiting for He Xie to make up the sword, he pointed at the wind like a knife behind him, and the knife and knife urged his life.

Murong Bo walked in the air, his **** were constantly sharpening, and he shot out one after another fierce **** wind, hitting He Xie without the strength to parry, and could only keep dodging.

The two chased and fled, constantly jumping up and down in the dense forest. Wherever they passed, all the trees that were swept by Murong Bo's **** wind were all blasted open, without exception, showing the power of his fingering.

On the other side, Duan Yanqing's legs were broken at the knees, but he didn't even frown.

He really doesn't hurt. His legs have been disabled for more than ten years, and he has long lost consciousness. He Xie cut off his legs with a sword. until the legs are broken.

He immediately reached out and tapped several acupoints on his body to seal the blood vessels in his legs, and the blood flow gradually stopped. However, after only a short time, he had already lost too much blood, and he felt the smell of rust in his mouth, his eyes were full of gold stars, and his face was like golden paper.

He watched as Murong Bo drove He Xie to run around the woods like a rabbit.

"Ling Kong Finger Force!" He sucked in a breath of cold air and murmured.

He found that the finger force emitted by the man in black was a little bit sharper than a Yang finger, but the two were different. Yi Yang Finger is still more inclined to point acupuncture points, but the man in black's volley **** is more inclined to kill, so its power is much greater than that of Yi Yang Finger.

But, Duan Yanqing had never seen this kind of **** before!

It's no wonder that Duan Yanqing is ignorant and ignorant. The **** of Murong Bo's envoy is a unique family tradition of the Murong family in Gusu - the joint finger.

This refers to the creation of Murong Longcheng, the ancestor of the Murong clan. The word "Shenhe" is named after the "Shenhe Village" where the Murong family lived for generations, and the name of the village comes from the key battle of the Murong family's Houyan Kingdom from prosperity to decline. - Participate in the Battle of Hepi.

Murong Longcheng created this **** in order to let the younger generation not forget the national humiliation, and be courageous after knowing the shame. It's a pity that the name is really ominous, and the original ginseng finger is far less subtle and powerful than the first yang finger.

The reason why this **** is so fierce in Murong Bo's hands is because it is an improved version of various fingerings in Murong Bo's collection of the seventy-two Shaolin stunts, so Duan Yanqing can't recognize it at all.

It can be seen that Murong Bo is far more than a yang finger, and his legs were cut off by He Xie's sword just now. Duan Yanqing is still full of hatred, but at this moment, he can't help but feel disheartened and desperate.

He forbeared for more than ten years, and wanted to take revenge and regain his throne, but when he first came into contact with the Duan family, he was frustrated one after another and achieved nothing.

Could it be that God is really so unfair?

"I'm not convinced!" Duan Yanqing roared angrily, suddenly swerved to the ground and shot at Duan Yu!

"Ah—" He screamed in the sky, his beard and hair were all stretched out, his clothes were agitated, he exercised his inner strength, and a stick fell on Duan Yu's head!

If this stick is strong, Duan Yu's head will definitely be torn apart.

When He Xie, who was not far away, saw this, he cursed inwardly, not wanting to rush here!

It stands to reason that a person who cuts off his legs would never be as active as Duan Yanqing and still have the will to kill people. Even if the blood is stopped by sealing the acupoints and cutting off the veins, the pain is still half-dead, not to mention the psychological suffering of sudden disability. of great fear and disparity.

During the fierce battle, He Xie did not fully consider Duan Yanqing's actual situation, which led to the crisis that Duan Yu is facing now.

Of course He Xie didn't want Duan Yu to die, whether it was out of feelings or interests.

Seeing that Duan Yanqing's stick was about to fall, Duan Yu was already screaming in horror, showing despair, but He Xie was still two feet away.

That's too late!

Fortunately, He Xie has always been cautious and reserved three points for everything.

He couldn't kill Duan Yanqing, and subconsciously he felt uneasy, so although he was very embarrassed by Murong Bo's pursuit, he never went far, just took him around in circles.

Although it is impossible to arrive in person now, it is not impossible.

At a critical moment, He Xie let go of the sword in his hand.

Whoosh!

Like a flash of lightning.

The next moment, the sword fell into Duan Yanqing's left shoulder!

After all, Duan Yanqing had lost too much blood and his strength had plummeted. If he hadn't noticed that he was wrong and moved abruptly by half an inch, He Xie's sword just now would have killed him!

A good Duan Yanqing, even though his left shoulder was pierced by a long sword, he was only stunned, but he still gritted his teeth and insisted on hitting Duan Yu on the head with a stick.

Made!

He Xie is angry, how can you kill my brother who has just sworn to death in front of my eyes?

"Get out of here!"

Immediately, his whole body was surging like waves of anger, and suddenly a palm shot out in the air!

The turbulent internal force suddenly shot out from his palm, and the majestic energy exploded in the void in an instant!

boom!

Two screams rang out in the turbulent smoke and dust. At the same time, He Xie's body froze suddenly, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

To release internal force to the outside, it is not as simple as simply spraying the internal force out, there are tricks.

He Xie forcibly broke through the body with a hundred years of skill, although it worked~lightnovelpub.net~, but this blow made him immediately backlash and suffered internal injuries.

How could Murong Bo, who was chasing him closely behind him, miss this great opportunity, and pointed it out like Feifei, and pointed it out again and again.

He Xie was embarrassed to dodge, barely dodged, took time to scan, but saw Duan Yu lying on the ground not knowing whether he was alive or dead, while Duan Yanqing was carrying Yue Laosan and Ye Erniang, who were also ignorant of life and death, and flew into the distance.

"puff!"

He Xie spat out another mouthful of blood.

The hundred-year-old kung fu was in chaos in his dantian, and this time, he had to use all his internal power to suppress the injury in his body.

play off...

Once again, he rolled in an embarrassed manner, and after escaping Murong Bo's blow, He Xie spat out another mouthful of blood, reached Duan Yu's side, grabbed him, flew three feet away, and then threw Duan Yu to the ground and turned around. .

In Murong Bo's eyes, where can't he see that He Xie is at the end of his force?

At this moment, he was winning, but he was not in a hurry to pursue it. He landed not far from He Xie, stood with his hands behind his back, and said proudly: "Young man, do you want to die, or do you want to live?"

"Need Nima!" He Xie sneered, wiped the blood from his mouth, and murderous intent burst out in his eyes!

He suddenly reached out and patted his waist, and the next moment, there was a big guy shining with metallic luster in his hand.

Cesium ion air gun!

Yes, he's going to hang up.

The traversers can't open the hook, and they don't succumb.

"Why are you forcing me?"

He Xie sighed, and in Murong Bo's horrified eyes, he suddenly pointed the gun at him and pulled the trigger.

boom!