Datang ancient martial arts system

Chapter 221 Huo Du
A move was blocked, Situ Changfeng turned around, and the Longque Dao kept slashing, chopping, chopping, chopping around Daerba.

What a Darba, facing the dazzling attacks, he just protected his whole body without hesitation, swung a golden pestle vigorously, occasionally swiping violently, and forced Situ Changfeng to take a few steps back.

The two moved quickly, and quickly exchanged more than 30 moves. Suddenly, with a "click!", the golden pestle in Daerba's hand broke in two.

"What a sharp knife!" Daerba stared blankly at the half of the golden pestle in his hand, and exclaimed in admiration.

"Of course, I said that the knife is very sharp." Situ Changfeng didn't take the opportunity to make a move, and stopped and said in a very graceful manner.

"Without a weapon, I can't hold your knife, you won!" Daerba was not stupid, and immediately shook his head and said.

"Haha! Well, I won't take advantage of you either, I will fight you empty-handed!" Situ Changfeng laughed.

"The Quanzhen Sect is indeed a famous sect, it's really graceful!" someone onlookers praised.

"That's right, this Ling Fengzi is not only extraordinary in martial arts, but also aboveboard. It's just why I haven't heard that there is such a number one master in the Quanzhen Sect before." The other person nodded in agreement. Obviously, Situ Changfeng's performance attracted the attention of many people. , but also let some people admire.

"Then don't blame me for bullying you for being weak." Daerba said with a grin.

"Whoever said this product is a fool's, I immediately became happy when I saw it was cheap." Situ Changfeng thought speechlessly.

"Of course I won't blame you, you have to be careful with my fist, it's also not vegetarian." Situ Changfeng imitated Daerba's tone and said with a smile.

"Don't talk like me!" Da'erba shouted angrily, and hit him with his fists.

Situ Changfeng would naturally be even less afraid of him, turned his body around, unfolded his unicorn step, and swung a set of piercing flowers around the butterfly hand, several arms appeared in a daze, and kept patting towards Daerba's body.

"Ah!" Daerba was hit with several palms. Although he was not injured, he was still in pain.

The Daerba people were tall and burly, with long arms, and for a while, Situ Changfeng couldn't get close to him.

"Hmph!" Situ Changfeng naturally kept dodging impatiently for the sake of fame, snorted coldly, and with all his energy, he took the right moment and threw his left arm with all his strength.

Regardless of his numb left arm, Situ Changfeng hit Daerba's chest with his shoulder.

"Bang!" There was a muffled sound, before Daerba's second punch landed, his chest hurt, he couldn't help but take a step back.

Situ Changfeng wouldn't be in a daze, he used his strength, and punched Daerba's armpit with his left hand.

His foot slipped, Situ Changfeng turned to Daerba's side, and hit Daerba's rib with his right fist again.

If the chest is hit hard, it will feel stuffy and you will not be able to breathe back. Most people under the ribs will be limp and strangled.

Even though Daerba's skin is thick and thick, and he has zhenqi to protect his body, he still feels pain. Fortunately, the Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu is an external skill, which not only increases strength, but also is very resistant to beatings. This makes Daerba only hurt, but not injured. .

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" Situ Changfeng couldn't stop hitting Daerba's wrist, elbow, lower abdomen, and neck quickly.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!" Daerba's pain was unbearable, and he couldn't help being mad. He didn't care, he used his elbows, fists, and legs, and beat him indiscriminately.

Not to mention, it was really reasonable to beat the old master to death with such random punches, Situ Changfeng was hit twice.

Fortunately, Situ Changfeng is not weak either, he not only has unicorn arms, but also has the characteristics of iron bones, so he is not afraid of Daerba's fists, not to mention that Daerba's true energy is much worse than Situ Changfeng, you have to know that he is worthless Only at the prefectural level.

Situ Changfeng used part of his energy to block with his left hand while continuing to hit with his right hand.

After punching hundreds of punches, Daerba finally couldn't bear it any longer, screamed in pain, jumped to the side, waved his hands again and again, and shouted loudly: "I won't come, I won't come, I give up! I give up."

"Hehe!" Situ Changfeng retracted his fist with a smile, and took two steps forward.

"What are you doing!" Daerba, who was rubbing his body vigorously, turned pale with fright, looked at Situ Changfeng with fearful eyes, took two steps back, and asked in a parrying posture.

"Nothing! I just want to ask if you're okay!" Situ Changfeng stopped, waved his hand and said without malice.

"Don't come here! I'm fine!" Da'erba hurriedly replied with a flustered expression.

"Hehe! Good!" Seeing that Daerba seemed a little afraid of doing it himself, Situ Changfeng took a step back and said with a smile.

"Good work! This prince also wants to learn from each other!" Huo Dou said, tapping his folding fan in his hand.

"Happy to accompany you!" Situ Changfeng said without showing any weakness.

"However, my fan is only made of ordinary iron and iron, so it cannot withstand the damage of your precious sword." Huo Dou glanced enviously at Longque Dao, and the look of jealousy flashed across his eyes.

"Hehe! If you think I don't need a treasured sword, just say it straight, why bother to sharpen the corners, weapons are also part of your strength, but to convince you, you don't need a treasured sword." Situ Changfeng sneered.

"Yes! They have treasured swords, why not use them!"

"This Huo Dou is indeed a Mongol, so shameless."

"It's no use to be a charlatan! Bah!"

The conversation between the two fell into the ears of the onlookers, causing a lot of discussion. Many people who followed Huo Dou up the mountain all stayed a few steps away, disdaining to be with him. Relatively speaking, Situ Changfeng made everyone feel good.

"Bring me two pewter guns!" Situ Changfeng ordered to the Taoist priests under the Quanzhen Sect.

"Uncle Master! Here it is!" A clever Taoist priest ran over quickly, brought a pair of ash guns, and handed them over excitedly.

Situ Changfeng showed great power today and overwhelmed foreign enemies, which made many people admire him.

What's more, Situ Changfeng's demeanor is also impressive.

"Thank you!" Situ Changfeng took the wax gun, shook it in his hand, and immediately several plum blossoms appeared.

It had been a long time since he had used such a light weapon, and Situ Changfeng felt very comfortable. It seemed that he could use moves that were a little difficult at first, but now he could do them with ease.

"Look well, your Yang family's marksmanship is frightening to the Liao Kingdom and the Jin Kingdom." Guo Jing gently touched Yang Guo's head and said.

"Yeah!" Yang Guo nodded excitedly, he thought this uncle's martial arts were average, after all, he only met masters like Guo Jing and Ouyang Feng.

But when Situ Changfeng made a move, he still made him very happy. His uncle wasn't bragging, he was really capable.

Of course, the gap between an earth-level master and a heaven-level master, for him, if it is not a direct fight, he still can't tell which one is stronger. Butterflies surrounded by flowers opened his eyes.

(End of this chapter)