Murong Fu saw several more palm prints hitting him in front of him. He suddenly raised his leg and took half a step forward to the left, and then took another step diagonally upward. However, he saw his figure flash twice in a row, and he was coming from a strange angle.
Arrive next to De Sangjie.
Sang Jie had never seen such a weird movement technique before, and when he saw that Murong Fu was about to catch up, he suddenly stopped and no longer made any palm prints in his hands.
Murong Fu was about to take action, but Sang Jie waved his hand and said: "Mr. Murong, if you continue to pursue me like this, you won't be able to catch up with me. Otherwise, I have another most powerful trick. If you can catch it,
Even if I lose!"
Murong Fu thought to himself, this might as well save a lot of time, and he made a gesture of invitation with his hand, "Master, please send me a move!"
Sang Jie calmed down slightly, looked at Murong Fu with a serious face, and made his hand seals without saying a word.
After several gestures, Sang Jie pushed out a palm, but only pushed it halfway. He immediately retracted his hands and continued to make handprints. The previous palmprint actually floated in the air and did not move.
By analogy, in the blink of an eye, Sang Jie's fourth palm print was released. The four palm prints were perfectly integrated, and the appearance of the five fingers on the palm print became more and more clear.
Murong Fu was also very curious. He carefully observed Sang Jie's handprints, but each handprint was different. It was obviously four different moves, but they were perfectly integrated. He thought that this move must be powerful.
great.
Sang Jie seemed to want to make the fifth palm print, but seeing his face turn pale slightly, he gave up after a slight hesitation and shouted: "Go!"
The palm print was instantly thrust forward and flew several feet. It was not like the previous palm prints that surged in the wind, but only grew slightly larger.
Seeing the big golden palm print, Murong Fu couldn't help but secretly exclaimed, "Could this be the legendary 'Tathagata Palm'?"
Immediately he didn't dare to be careless. He sensed for a moment that there was no true qi vortex around his body. Seeing that the palm force had reached in front of him, Murong Fu's body was stagnant and his breathing was difficult.
Murong Fu's mind was spinning, and suddenly a golden light flashed on his face. He put his hands together, then moved his right palm up, his left palm down, the fingertips of his left palm pressed against the edge of his right palm, his lower body remained motionless, his upper body leaned back slightly, and the time came.
A pale golden aura appeared on his body.
As soon as the air shield was formed, the palm print hit the air shield with a "bang" sound. The air shield flashed with light and was about to collapse.
Murong Fu gritted his teeth and stabilized his body without moving at all. The air mask flashed a few more times, and then gradually stabilized. On the contrary, the "Tathagata Divine Palm" palm print gradually became blurred. After a short while, "poof"
With a sound, it dissipated.
Sang Jie stared at Murong Fu dumbfounded, and it took him a while to react. He pointed at Murong Fu with a trembling hand, "You...you...how do you know the secret knowledge of Tantric Buddhism?"
Murong Fu was stunned for a moment, he actually saw it, but he smiled and said: "Master has made a mistake. What I am using is a secret skill passed down from family, not a secret sect."
What he just used was a unique skill that can only be practiced after completing the ninth level of Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu. It was called "Great Kasyapa Qi Mask".
It was the "golden bell" that King Jinlun used to resist Guo Jing's Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms at the Junshan Conference. The main reason why Murong Fu paid attention to Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu was because of this unique skill.
Sure enough, this stunt did not disappoint Murong Fu. Sang Jie's palm just now had obviously accumulated all his inner strength. Murong Fu asked himself that if he used all his Beiming Qi, he might be able to block it, but he would also lose his fighting power.
,
After using the "Great Kassapa Qi Mask", I still have more than half of the true energy in my body. This Qi Mask is really affordable!
Sang Jie naturally didn't believe what Murong Fu said, "How is it possible? That aura and the fluctuation of internal energy are obviously unique to Tantric Buddhism."
It seems that if you don't talk about it casually, you won't be fooled. There is a look of surprise on your face.
"It turns out that this is what the master said. To be honest, I have a close relationship with Jinlun Dharma King of the Western Regions. I have competed in martial arts many times. I have gained something from both of them. It is not surprising that some of the martial arts have the characteristics of Tantric Buddhism.
."
A look of surprise flashed across Sang Jie's face, "No wonder, it turned out to be him who passed it on to you!"
Murong Fu smiled coquettishly, "Master, I don't know about the 'Mahamudras'..."
Sang Jie smiled bitterly. At this moment, he didn't know that he had fallen into Murong Fu's evil trap. However, he had sworn an oath in the name of Buddha. As a Buddhist disciple, he did not dare to violate it.
What's more, the true energy in his body was almost exhausted at this moment. If he didn't give it, he might be captured soon. He immediately took out a small booklet from his arms, threw it to Murong Fu, and said solemnly: "I hope Mr. Murong will not
Spread it out!”
Murong Fu nodded, cupped his fists and saluted, "I'll spare you the trouble, thank you so much, master!"
Sang Jie bowed in return, "I'll take my leave now!" At this moment, he has very little fighting power, and there is no use staying here. It is better to leave as soon as possible. As for the six junior brothers he brought, except for one Bayan,
The others were all dead and they couldn't be cared about at the moment.
Murong Fu got his secret book, so he didn't want to do anything difficult. It was the best choice for him to leave now, so he immediately chose to turn a blind eye and let him go.
Seeing that Murong Fu and Sang Jie had already decided the winner, Dongfang Bubai couldn't help but feel anxious, and his moves became even more fierce, leaving no trace of energy behind.
At this time, Ao Bai was even more embarrassed. His official uniform was in tatters, his official hat had already flown to nowhere, and his hair was disheveled. Seeing that Sang Jie had been defeated by Murong Fu, he already wanted to retreat.
I can't help but think: I hold the power of the Qing army. As long as I get out of the Forbidden City, huh, the Qing Dynasty is not in my pocket!
Murong Fu looked at the pair of silver gloves on Obai's hand, and he was also very moved in his heart. He thought that he might as well go up and mend his sword now, and take the gloves as a trophy for himself.
Suddenly, there was a cry from behind, "Escort me! Escort me!"
Murong Fu looked back and saw that Chen Nan, who had already killed several young lamas, was assassinating Kangxi!
Although Kangxi had no internal strength, he was quite good at boxing and kicking, and his body movements were flexible. For a time, he relied on the imperial case to deal with Chen Nan.
Dongfang Bubai was anxious and wanted to step back and protect him, but Obai was overjoyed and thought in his heart:
If Kangxi died at the hands of these gangsters, not only would I not be charged with regicide, but I would also be able to legitimately take over the power. I would do everything in my power to hold Dongfang Bubai back. He was originally far slower than Dongfang Bubai.
, and actually held it back forcefully!
Murong Fu looked at Kang Xi and said suddenly: "I can escort you, one million taels!"
Kangxi was stunned and slowed down. He was almost stabbed by Chen Nan. Then he ducked under the imperial case. He understood what Murong Fu meant and immediately agreed: "I promise you!"