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Chapter 161 Capturing the Dragon Grand Mudra

Feijian's speed was extremely fast, but he arrived in front of the house at the entrance of the alley in the blink of an eye.

The man who came back at this moment just came in.

"careful!"

The woman facing the door only had time to remind him.

Before the person who entered the door could react, he saw a flash of cold light and a flying sword piercing his back and piercing his chest.

The powerful inertia flew the person forward, and was nailed to the wall in front of him. At this time, the martial arts of the person being attacked started to work, but before the body could be covered, the person was already cold.

This isn't the end yet.

After the sword strike, four more rays of cold light flew in.

There was only one handful when it flew over, but it became five when it landed.

The four flying swords at the back hit the man on the wall almost at the same time, piercing his head, heart, and several vital points.

The man hanging on the wall kicked his legs twice, and then made no sound.

"ah!!"

The young woman let out a shrill scream.

The sound pierced the sky, immediately alerting the people guarding outside.

"Under attack."

"Search!"

The noisy sound instantly spread throughout the alley, and all the guards who were in the dark came to life.

On the tree.

Wu Chong, who could kill with one strike, frowned.

wrong!

If it was Hua Chen who died, the movement would definitely be more than this.

Stand-in bait?

After thinking about it for a moment, Wu Chong understood that there were too many people who wanted him dead like Hua Chen. How could he still be so arrogant when he knew that someone was buying him without affecting his prestige?

In such a situation, the best way is to get a stand-in and walk outside. This method was used by many national leaders and even the leaders of some terrorist organizations in Wu Chong's memory.

"The real body must be nearby, let's try to lure it out first."

The streets over the alley have exploded, and Hua Chen's guards are searching for possible assassins from house to house.

They never imagined that the person who took action would be two streets away.

Wu Chong took out an iron sword again. Just as he was about to take action for the second time, the sound of swords clashing suddenly came from the alley. Amidst the noise, he seemed to hear someone shouting "Catch the assassin."

Are there really assassins?

Wu Chong's movements paused. He didn't expect that there would be a good guy who wanted to be with him today.

I just don’t know where they are from.

After fighting there for a while, they saw the men in black running away in all directions, and two of them happened to be running in his direction.

Bang!!

One of them was pierced by a spear before he could take more than two steps.

The remaining man's face was full of fear. He didn't know how he was exposed. He had agreed to poison and plot, but why did it turn into a frontal attack?

The assassin was terrified, but the guards who were chasing him didn't know how to do it.

Not long after, the two of them arrived at the street where Wu Chong was. In Wu Chong's sight, the fleeing assassin was shot down from the sky by a skinny old man, who hit him in the back with a palm like an 'eagle strike'.

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and the fleeing assassin rolled down on the ground several times.

No breath.

After killing the man, the old man stood up and looked at the treetop in front of him where Wu Chong was standing.

"I just told you how to run this way. It turns out there are other accomplices."

Wu Chong did not hide his whereabouts. He wanted to lure Hua Chen out. If the danger was not exposed, the guy would not show up.

"Mr. Zou, catch them alive!"

From a building behind, the sound of Hua Chen could be heard.

Although this person has a very bad character, he is extremely bold and dares to show up in the dojo in the face of the assassination aimed at him. This also shows the pride of Hua Chen. Although he is arrogant, he is not timid.

In the eyes of his subordinates, this is a superior officer worth following.

"It really came out."

Wu Chong identified the direction from which the sound came, and a smile appeared on his lips.

"As long as I'm here, don't even think about going there."

Mr. Zou stood in front of Wu Chong. Unlike when he was chasing those assassins before, he felt strong pressure from Wu Chong.

This is a strong man in the three realms just like him!

"Past? Why should we go?"

Wu Chong released the hand holding the second iron sword and poured in his true energy.

"disease!"

After the iron sword was released, it spun around in a circle, flew upwards quickly, and disappeared into the darkness.

What kind of sorcery is this?

The skinny old man's pupils shrank.

He had never seen this kind of 'martial arts' before. Even in Daqi Imperial City, he had never heard of such weird martial arts.

"No! You are the real murderer of Mo Shang!"

The skinny old man reacted and recognized this attack method. He had handled the case of his predecessor, so he naturally knew the real cause of his death. He only remembered it now that he saw the missing flying sword again.

"Be careful with flying swords."

After a reminder, the skinny old man not only refused to retreat, but instead attacked Wu Chong first.

However, the ones in the Twenty-eight Prefectures are different from those in the realm of gods. The ones in Daqi cultivate their own bodies. Their martial arts have tempered themselves like steel, and their movements are filled with violent energy and blood. One palm.

When it was beaten out, the surrounding air seemed to turn into a furnace.

This palm was countless times stronger than the one that killed the assassin before.

"Without weapons, let me see what you can do to stop me."

arms?

"Who told you I can only use a sword?"

Looking at the thin old man who was attacking, the long-suppressed bloody sword energy in Wu Chong burst out, and his body crackled like a bamboo shoot, rising to three meters.

The skinny old man opposite looked at this scene with his eyelids twitching wildly.

What kind of monster is this!

How did the young master get into such big trouble?

boom!!

One punch versus one palm.

The strength of the two people officially collided together, and the power of the two divine realms instantly knocked away the onlookers nearby. Some sneak attack arrows were also blown away by the air waves. After the divine realm,

The ordinary people are not opponents at all, and they are not even qualified to intervene.

After the blow, the skinny old man took seven or eight steps back before releasing the force.

The gray cloth originally worn on his body was also shattered, revealing his body which was full of scars.

Wu Chong is much more stable here. After a test, he measured the old man's strength. He was weaker than Fu Qianshang whom he met in the Twenty-eight Prefectures. He was the first to enter this threshold. If the demon power is still there

If he were here, he could defeat this old guy with just one blow, but it's not bad now, at most it just takes a little more effort.

"You also give me a slap."

After Wu punched the opponent away, he leaned forward and turned his right hand into a claw.

The true energy was condensed in his hand, he struck the air with a palm, and pressed it down in the air.

"Capturing the Dragon Grand Mudra!"

This is the Dragon Capturing Technique after the change. It is Wu Chong's special skill besides the Sword Control Technique. He only has these two skills at level three.

When the skinny old man saw this, the martial arts will in his body instantly burned, and a wisp of blood-red mist appeared on the surface of his body. Facing Wu Chong's offensive, he also raised his fist and faced it for the second time.

Bang!!

With a muffled sound, the two separated again.

In this blow, Wu Chong's big handprint directly left a palm print on the skinny old man's chest, and the whole man was knocked away.

"How on earth did you bypass my defense?"

The skinny old man stood up from the ruins, his energy and blood surging.

This injury was not fatal to him. What was really troublesome was that he didn't understand the opponent's attack.

The previous flying sword was.

The same goes for the current Mahamudra.

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