Madam Please Stay

"Jinlun Fawang, what tricks do you have? If you don't use it, you really have no chance?" Mu Han sneered.

"Boy, don't be too arrogant!"

Jinlun Fawang's lungs were about to explode. He never thought that he had planned for so long, and even hid his cultivation, that he wanted to win the position of the leader of the martial arts at the hero meeting.

But now this boy in white has completely ruined his plan, and now he doesn't want to get Mu Han's exercises, he just wants to beat Mu Han to ashes to vent his hatred.

"Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong!"

Jinlun Fawang roared, waved his palms, and charged towards Mu Han.

Jinlun Fawang's Dragon and Elephant Prajna Kung Fu has been practiced to the tenth level. Every punch, every palm has the power of ten dragons and ten elephants. If you are not careful, you will be severely injured.

Faced with Jinlun Fawang's crazy counterattack, Mu Han smiled lightly, and danced with both palms, making eighteen palms in a row.

"Hoohoho!"

Eighteen golden dragons of true qi condensed out, tossed in mid-air, then tore through the air, roaring towards Jinlun Fawang with a sharp sound of piercing wind and terrifying power.

Looking at the eighteen zhenqi golden dragons, Jinlun Fawang's face changed drastically. As a martial artist with the first level of innate strength, he felt an extremely dangerous feeling in his heart. If he was not careful, he might be buried here today.

"drink!"

Jinlun Fawang also pushed the Dragon Elephant Prajna Kungfu to the extreme, and the true energy in his body poured out without reservation, forming an indestructible true energy defense in front of him.

"Bang bang bang bang!"

Jinlun Fawang tried his best to block all of Mu Han's Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms. Before he breathed a sigh of relief, his face suddenly changed, and the hairs all over his body stood on end.

"Yan!"

A clear sound of sword chant resounded throughout, and a beam of sword light, like a meteor nine days away, rapidly enlarged in Jinlun Fawang's pupils.

"Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong!"

Jinlun Fawang was scared out of his wits, and quickly mobilized the remaining true energy in his body to gather ten dragons and ten elephants again to block him.

"Bang bang bang!"

However, in front of this shocking sword, ten dragons and ten elephants burst apart instantly as if they were made of tofu.

"boom!"

A muffled sound sounded, and everyone's pupils narrowed slightly, seeing the indomitable Jinlun Fawang just now spewing out a mouthful of blood, and his figure flew upside down like a kite with a broken string.

"Ding! Congratulations, master, for defeating the innate first-level master Jinlun Fawang, the reward system points are 100 points, and the extra reward system points are 1000 points."

Golden Wheel Fawang, complete defeat!

"Hmph, you Central Plains martial arts are too despicable and shameless, you even use the wheel to fight, wait for the old monk to recuperate, and fight you again in the future."

The figure of Jinlun Fawang flew upside down, but took advantage of this opportunity to flee towards the outside of Xiangyang City.

During the previous confrontation, King Jinlun Fawang was already thinking of retreating. Even if he defeated Mu Han, he would have to pay a heavy price, and there were Hong Qigong and other top experts watching over him.

"Want to go?"

Mu Han didn't expect that Jinlun Fawang didn't care about his face at all, just like Ouyang Feng back then, he would run away whenever he said he wanted.

But this is not in the sea, and Mu Han, who walks with lightning, can let Jinlun Dharma King escape?

Mu Han is not one of those people from the Central Plains martial arts. For the sake of fame and face, he does not want to bully the few with more, and he does not want to take advantage of others' danger. In the face of Jinlun Fawang, he can use any means to kill the opponent to prevent future troubles.

"Stop him!"

Jinlun Fawang didn't expect that Mu Han didn't follow the rules of the world at all, he was horrified and shouted sharply.

"Shhhhhh!"

At this time, three figures shot out from the group of lamas, and attacked Mu Han's vitals.

They were actually three top masters!

"careful!"

Everyone exclaimed and cursed these lamas for being despicable and shameless for hiding their masters and attacking Mu Han.

"Hmph, why do you want to stop me?"

Mu Han's eyes suddenly turned cold, and he swung out the Xuanyuan Sword, beheading the three extremely early-stage masters directly.

"Ding! Congratulations, master, for killing a Lama of the Supreme Realm, you will get 100 system points reward."

Three consecutive prompts sounded in Mu Han's ears.

But when Mu Han looked up again, Jinlun Fawang's figure had disappeared.

How fast they escaped! . "

Chapter 120 IX The New Martial Arts Leader, Guo Jing's Injury (First update! Please subscribe! Please customize!)

"Brother Mu Han, you are really amazing..."

Seeing Jinlun Fawang being beaten away by Mu Han, Guo Fu was also very happy, and rushed over directly, throwing himself into Mu Han's arms.

And Huang Rong at the side finally breathed a sigh of relief, if Jinlun Fawang won the position of martial arts leader today, the consequences would be disastrous.

Mu Han gently rubbed Guo Fu's little head, and said with a smile, "I told you I'm fine."

"It's a pity to let that smelly monk escape." Guo Fu said bitterly.

"Fumei, don't worry, there will be opportunities to kill him in the future." Mu Han said with a faint smile.

This Jinlun Fawang, no matter what others say, Mu Han has to get rid of it.

After all, Daerba and Huodu, the two disciples of Jinlun Fawang, both died at his hands.Coupled with the destruction of Jinlun Fawang's good deeds today, the two sides are already dead.

At this time, all the heroes of the Central Plains martial arts came to Mu Han's side, they all clasped their fists together and said, "See the leader of the martial arts, thank you the leader of the martial arts for strengthening my reputation in the Central Plains martial arts."

If it weren't for Mu Han, the Central Plains martial arts would be completely disgraced today, and the position of the leader of the martial arts would also fall into the hands of Jinlun Fawang. In that case, people's hearts would be scattered, and it might be difficult to work together to resist the Mongolian cavalry's invasion of the south.

It can be said that Mu Han saved the martial arts in the Central Plains and the common people.

Ok?

Is this the leader of the martial arts?

Although Mu Han was not interested in this martial arts lord, seeing so many people saluting him with awe in their eyes made him feel quite refreshed.

No wonder so many people are planning to become the leader of martial arts and dominate the world. This kind of feeling that the stars are holding the moon is quite good.

"This……"

But Mu Han didn't agree immediately, but turned his gaze to Huang Rong who was at the side.

After all, Huang Rong single-handedly planned and held this hero conference.

"Han'er, since you have made great achievements, and everyone unanimously recommended you, the leader of the martial arts alliance, you should not refuse." Huang Rong said.

Although Guo Jing did not become the leader of the martial arts alliance, it fell to Mu Han anyway, after all, Mu Han is one of his own.

Mu Han nodded slightly, since Huang Rong had spoken, he would be the leader of the martial arts alliance.

At least this identity is a bit scary to say.

……

After the shocking battle against Jinlun Fawang in the hero conference, Mu Han became famous, and his reputation spread throughout the Jianghu.

And everyone also knew that the Mu Han who expelled the Quanzhen Sect and the Mu Han who defeated the Jinlun Fawang a few months ago were the same person, the quasi-son-in-law of Guo Jing and Huang Rong.

Everyone was in awe of Mu Han.

At the age of less than twenty, he reached the late stage of the extreme, and even defeated the Jinlun Fawang who was helpless even the combination of the three extremes.

It can be said that Mu Han saved the entire Central Plains Wulin and the entire Xiangyang people with his own strength.

Under the admiration of everyone, Mu Han assumed the position of the leader of the martial arts alliance, united with the major martial arts sects in the Central Plains, and worked together to reject Mongolia.

……

City Lord's Mansion, in the room.

Guo Jing was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, his face was pale, his breathing was weak, and a little blood spilled from the corner of his mouth from time to time.

"Grandpa, how is my father?" Guo Fu asked eagerly.

Huang Yaoshi, Master Yideng and Hong Qigong all had exhausted looks on their faces. The three of them had exhausted all their energy for the past few days to heal Guo Jing's injuries.

Mu Han also looked at Huang Yaoshi, waiting for his answer.

These days, he and Huang Rong have been busy dealing with the Central Plains Martial Arts Alliance, and now they have time to pay attention to Guo Jing's injury.

Although Mu Han doesn't like Guo Jing very much, Guo Jing is stupid and pedantic, but he puts chivalry first and serves the country and the people. You have to care about it.

Huang Yaoshi shook his head slightly, and said helplessly, "Fu'er, your father's internal organs have been completely broken, and his internal organs have been severely damaged. If it weren't for his profound skills, he might have died on the day of the hero meeting."

"In the past few days, Master Yideng and Old Master Hong and I have tried our best to hold your father's last breath with our true energy, but..."

Speaking of this, Huang Yaoshi didn't say any more, but the meaning was already very obvious.

Hearing Huang Yaoshi's words, Huang Rong's pretty face suddenly turned gray.

And Guo Fu's face turned pale in an instant, and she was a little unsteady even when she stood. If it wasn't for Mu Han supporting her, she might have collapsed to the ground.

"Grandpa, is my father really hopeless?" Guo Fu asked with a glimmer of hope in her tears.

Huang Yaoshi sighed softly and shook his head.

Guo Jing's injury is too serious, there is no way to recover!

"Amitabha!" Master Yideng clasped his palms together and said in a low voice.

Hong Qigong also had a look of grief and indignation on his face.