PS: Title Chapter correction: seeing that Duan Yanqing was about to die under He Xie sword, Murong Bo shot again.

This shit stirring stick——

No, you can't say that.

The stick that stirs gold, jade and excrement, as soon as it is pointed out, a pointing wind suddenly comes into the air and shoots at He Xie.

He Xie suddenly swooped down in the air, dodged this finger and swept with a sword at the same time.

Brush!

Blood splashed, and Duan Yanqing's legs broke knee deep!

Whoosh, whoosh!

Without waiting for He Xie to mend the sword, the wind behind him was like a knife. The knife was life-threatening. He Xie was helpless. He stepped on Lingbo and moved left and right in an instant, a few feet away.

Murong Bo soared in the air, his fingers kept getting sick, and he fiercely pointed the wind. He Xie had no power to parry and could only dodge constantly.

As soon as they chased and fled, they kept jumping and undulating in the dense forest. Wherever they passed, all the trees swept by murongbo's wind were blown open. Without exception, we can see the power of their fingering.

On the other side, Duan Yanqing broke his legs knee high, but he didn't even frown.

He really didn't hurt. His legs had been disabled for more than ten years and had long lost consciousness. He Xie cut off his legs with a sword. He just felt that his body was light and then blood flowed. Only then did he realize that his legs had been broken.

He immediately stretched out his hand to connect several acupoints on his body, sealed the blood vessels of his legs, and the blood flow gradually stopped. However, in such a short time, he had lost too much blood. He only felt that his mouth smelled of rust, his eyes smelled of Venus, and his face was like gold paper.

He watched Murong Bo drive He Xie out of the woods like a rabbit. He was afraid, but he was shocked again.

"Pointing in the air!" He took a breath and murmured.

He found that the finger force issued by the man in black was a bit more fierce than a Yang finger, but they were different. One Yang finger still prefers to hit acupoints, while the man in black's volley fingering is more inclined to kill life, so its power is much greater than one Yang finger.

But Duan Yanqing had never seen such fingering before!

It is no wonder that Duan Yanqing is ignorant. The fingering method of envoy Murong Bo is the unique family skill of Murong family in Suzhou - ginseng and cooperation fingering.

It was created by Murong Longcheng, the ancestor of Murong family, with the word "Shenhe village". It was named after the "Shenhe village" where the Murong family lived for generations. The name of the village came from the key battle of the Murong family's later Yan country from prosperity to decline - the battle of Shenhe Po.

Murong Longcheng created this fingering method to make future generations not forget national humiliation and be brave after knowing shame. Unfortunately, the name is really ominous, and the original ginseng finger is far less subtle and powerful than Yiyang finger.

The reason why this fingering is so fierce in Murong Bo's hands is that it is an improved version of Murong Bo's collection of 72 unique skills of Shaolin, so Duan Yanqing can't recognize it at all.

It can be seen that after knowing Murong Boyuan's participating fingering method of surpassing one Yang finger, he Xie cut off his legs just now. Rao is Duan Yanqing is still full of resentment. At the moment, he can't help but be discouraged and despair.

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

Is it true that God is so unfair?

"I disagree!" Duan Yanqing roared with grief and anger. Suddenly, he turned a little to the ground and shot at Duanyu!

"Ah -" he roared up to the sky, his hair and beard were all open, his clothes and clothes were agitated, he used enough internal power, and a staff fell to Duan Yu!

If this staff is strong, Duan Yu's head will definitely fall apart.

He Xie, who was not far away, scolded in his heart. He didn't want to rush here!

Logically speaking, people who cut off their legs will never be as lively as Duan Yanqing and have the intention to kill. Even if they seal the acupoints and cut off the pulse to stop the blood, it hurts half to death, not to mention the huge fear and gap they bear when they are suddenly disabled.

In the fierce struggle, he Xie did not fully take into account the actual situation of Duan Yanqing, which led to the crisis faced by Duan Yu.

He Xie certainly doesn't want Duan Yu to die, whether from feelings or interests.

Seeing that Duan Yanqing's staff is about to fall, Duan Yu has shouted in panic and despair, but he Xie is still two feet away.

It's too late!

Fortunately, he Xie is always cautious and reserves three points for everything.

He didn't kill Duan Yanqing, so he subconsciously felt uneasy, so although he was chased by Murong Bo, he didn't go far, just took him around in circles.

Now, although we can't get there in person, we can't help it.

At the critical moment, he Xie released his sword.

Whoosh!

Like a flash of lightning.

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

After all, Duan Yanqing lost too much blood and his strength plummeted. If he hadn't moved half an inch, he Xie's sword would have killed him!

What a Duan Yanqing, even though his left shoulder was pierced by a long sword, he just gave a meal, still gritted his teeth and insisted on hitting Duan Yu on the head with a stick.

Madder!

He Xie is angry. How can you kill my newly sworn brother before my eyes?

"Get out of here!"

At that moment, his whole body was like a raging wave, and suddenly he slapped it in the air!

The surging internal power suddenly ejected from the palm of his hand, and the majestic energy burst out in the void in an instant!

Boom!

Two screams sounded in the turbulent smoke. At the same time, he Xie's body suddenly stagnated, a mouthful of blood gushed out, and his five internal organs were twisted into a mass of hemp, which was unbearable.

Releasing internal power is not simply spraying it out. I'm afraid it's so simple. There's a trick.

He Xie forcibly broke his body with his hundred years' skill. Although it worked, he was immediately bitten and injured internally by this blow.

Murong Bo, who was in hot pursuit behind him, could not miss this great opportunity to point out Rufei and point it out again and again.

He Xie dodged in embarrassment and barely escaped. When he took time to sweep away, he saw Duan Yu lying on the ground and didn't know about life and death, while Duan Yanqing flew away with Yue Laosan and ye erniang who didn't know about life and death.

"Poof!"

He Xie is another mouthful of blood.

Hundred years of Kung Fu made trouble in Dantian. This time, he had to use all his internal power to suppress the injuries in his body.

Play off

After escaping Murong Bo's blow, he Xie spewed another mouthful of blood to Duan Yu. He grabbed him and flew three feet away. Then he threw Duan Yu to the ground and turned around.

In murongbo's eyes, where can't you see that he Xie is the end of a powerful crossbow?

At the moment, he was in control of the victory, but he was not in a hurry to pursue. He fell not far from He Xie, stood with his hands down, and proudly said, "young man, do you want to die or live?"

"NIMA!" He Xie sneered, wiped away the blood from his mouth and burst into his eyes!

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

Cesium ion real air gun!

Yes, he's going to hang up.

The passer-by can't open the hook and doesn't knock it.

"Why force me?"

He Xie sighed. In murongbo's frightened eyes, he suddenly pointed the muzzle of the gun at him and pulled the trigger.

Boom!