"Young man, what bet do you want to make?"
King Jinlun's eyes narrowed slightly, and he felt that the other party was not weak.
"If I win, I won't kill you.
I only want your Dragon Elephant Skill.
Of course, if I lose, you can just ask for it.
As for the martial arts leader, you can't sit on it anyway, so why not get some benefit" Bai Feiyun smiled.
"Any request is acceptable" asked Jinlun Dharma King.
Bai Feiyun nodded: "Yes, even if it means killing the Emperor of the Song Dynasty, I can help you.
As long as you can defeat me, it's up to you."
As soon as these words came out, everyone started shouting.
This hero's conference is to form an alliance to fight against the Mongols, but I don't want anyone to say this.
"Rong'er, do you know who he is?"
Guo Jing asked.
Huang Rong shook her head: "I have never heard of the name Baiyun Sword God, but I think he is not weak, and he should be able to test the old monk's depth.
Let's see first, and then talk if he fails."
"Well, I will take action to capture him when the time comes."
For Guo Jing, a hero who served the country and the people, Bai Feiyun's impression in his heart suddenly changed.
However, as Dongxie's son-in-law, he is not very disgusted with such a person who is both good and evil.
"You're not too soft-spoken, I'm going to take action."
King Jinlun chanted a mantra in his mouth, and the golden wheel opened.
The golden wheel used by Jinlun Dharma King is good at locking and grabbing the opponent's weapons, whether it is swords, guns, swords, halberds, spears, whips or sticks, all of them are bound to the hands and feet.
If an ordinary person swings the weapon in one move, the weapon will be gone in his hand.
It's just that Bai Feiyun has been practicing his sword in the water and mud for the past year.
Now that the resistance is gone, the speed of his sword moves is suddenly several times faster.
The King of Jinlun has never seen such fast sword moves, and he can't catch him easily.
Can withstand Bai Feiyun's Qingfeng Sword.
This Qingfeng Sword has a very special origin.
It was taken out by Bai Feiyun from Dugu Yi's Tomb.
It was also Dugu Qiufei's first sword.
Its sharpness is no less than that of ordinary magic weapons.
Jinlun Dharma King’s golden wheel does not dare to get too close, and he cannot destroy his own golden wheel.
The moves of the two overlapped, but there was not much difference in Bai Feiyun's internal strength.
He had relied on the Beiming Divine Art to refine his inner strength for decades.
However, after checking a lot of experience, there were no powerful moves.
They were just the swords he learned in the Eight Tribes of the Sky and the Dragon.
It's just a matter of honing the skills and using them skillfully.
At first, he relied on the speed of his sword, forcing Jinlun Dharma King to not dare to bully himself and attack.
Later, after Jinlun Dharma King adapted to his speed, he gradually gained the upper hand.
After three hundred moves, Bai Feiyun became more skillful in his sword skills and slowly regained the tie.
In a tiger fight, the surrounding heroes dare not blink for fear of missing a move.
The two people unleashed their energy, and between their moves, their aura fluctuated greatly, and their energy spread out, forcing the people around them to retreat.
Afterwards, there were more than two hundred moves, and Bai Feiyun seemed to slowly master the sword technique.
The sword moved like clouds and flowing water, and the movement was strange and inexplicable, like an antelope hanging its horns, and the horse was flying in the air.
Use moves to find the opponent's vital points and force the opponent to return to defense.
Jinlun Dharma King's heart sank: This kid is trying to trick me.
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Since then, I have been losing weight while the other has been rising, which is very detrimental to me.
There is also Guo Jing beside Kanichi.
If he is weak, he may not be able to defeat them.
In this way, if I don't work hard with my inner strength, with my current seven-level skills, even if this kid could practice cultivation even when he was still in his mother's womb, I'm afraid he won't be able to do it.
Thinking of this, King Jinlun turned his hands, and the golden wheel spun out and rushed towards Bai Feiyun at an extremely fast speed.
When Bai Feiyun returned to defense, he struck out with both palms.
"Do you work hard internally?"
A strange smile appeared on Bai Feiyun's face, and the Qingfeng Sword came out of his hand to meet him.
"Brother Jing, I'm afraid this young man is going to suffer a loss."
Huang Rong watched intently and said in a low voice when she saw this scene.
Guo Jing stared at the field intently and nodded slightly, "This monk has a lot of internal energy.
If it were me, I might not be able to beat him with my internal energy alone, unless I could defeat him with the ferocity of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms."
"In this case, I'm afraid I'm going to lose.
But this young man's swordsmanship is really wonderful.
He doesn't stick to one move.
It seems that he has many moves mixed together.
I don't know who his master is."
Huang Rong frowned slightly. .
Next to him, Hao Datong, a white-bearded veteran, frowned slightly: "Baiyun Sword God, I seem to have heard of this name before.
Junior sister, do you have any impression?"
Sun Buer shook his head slightly: "I have an impression, but I can't remember it."
There was a muffled sound, and the four palms of the two people collided together.
Jinlun Dharma King's internal energy was extremely powerful, and he struck with overwhelming force, and the terrifying energy stirred up a gust of wind and dust.
Bai Feiyun smiled and whispered: "Old monk, thank you very much."
As soon as he finished speaking, Jinlun Dharma King's expression condensed.
The internal power surged out like a mountain and the sea, but the other party did not resist.
What on earth was going on?
It was the same.
Ordinarily, this kid should be injured by the internal power.
How?
What kind of skill is this that can still be like a person who has nothing to do?
The power of King Jinlun's dragon and elephant is not simple, it is overbearing and powerful, coming like a storm.
However, this kind of internal strength is nothing more than a great supplement to Beiming Shen Gong.
The internal energy accumulated through hard training for decades was continuously refined and absorbed by Bai Feiyun, causing him to increase his internal energy for decades out of thin air.
After half a stick of incense, Jin Lun Dharma King's face turned slightly pale and his internal energy was exhausted.
But Bai Feiyun's face was rosy, turning purple.
Such a huge internal force suddenly poured into his body, and Bai Feiyun couldn't bear it for a while.
This is not about absorbing people's inner strength, nor is it about conveying inner strength.
This is about refining the opponent's inner strength in the internal strength competition.
Jin Lun Dharma King took the initiative to send his internal energy for attack, not to increase Bai Feiyun's skills.
There was a difference.
"Thirty years of internal strength is almost enough.
After refining, the internal strength of my body is probably no less than sixty or seventy years old.
After refining, the internal strength of my body is probably no less than sixty or seventy years old.
Hey, let's save Jinlun Dharma King's life first and come back next time."
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Bai Feiyun exerted force in his palms and forcefully shook away Jinlun Dharma King's palms.
"Boy, what kind of magic are you doing?"
King Jinlun looked pale and asked in a cold voice.
"There is a sect in the Northern Song Dynasty called Xiaoyao.
It has countless unique skills.
Among them, Beiming Divine Technique, Xiao Wuxiang Divine Technique and Bahuang Only Self-respecting Technique are the most respected.
The unique technique I learned is Beiming Divine Technique, which absorbs the inner energy of others and uses it for myself.
That's it The secret is just to save your life for the sake of the Dragon Elephant Skill.
Old monk, if you don't accept it, we can't compare with you.
If you die, you, the Tibetan monks, don't know that you should fall in front of the Mongols.
What status does it have?”
Bai Feiyun looked at Jinlun Dharma King with a smile.
Jin Lun Dharma King's face turned pale.
If you say this, didn't I give him inner strength?
No wonder this kid didn't resist.
"Beiming Divine Power can actually absorb other people's internal energy and use it for oneself" "Isn't this magic power?"
"Wouldn't it be better if someone competed with him in terms of internal strength?"
"There are such terrifying internal skills and mental techniques in the martial arts world" The heroes in Lujiazhuang suddenly became excited, the scene was noisy, and discussions broke out one after another.
"Rong'er, have you ever heard of the Beiming Divine Art?"
Guo Jing asked with a solemn expression.
"I once heard my father mention that the Duan clan in Dali had appeared before.
If Master Yideng is here, he should know about it."
Huang Rong's face was solemn.
Hao Datong and Sun Buer of the "Beiming Divine Skill Xiaoyao Sect" looked at each other.
Sun Buer whispered: "Senior brother, isn't this Master?"
"Well, maybe, this man has some connections with our Quanzhen Sect.
I remember, the Baiyun Sword God, isn't he the one who was more than thirty years ago?"
Hao Datong's voice was trembling.
"Yes, this face is indeed exactly the same.
Could it be that he is a descendant of that one?"
Sun Buer's eyes were full of disbelief.
"It's very possible.
However, his name is Bai Feiyun.
Could it be that he is the senior?
However, his strength is much inferior."
Hao Datong said.
Guo Jing glanced over and asked, "Uncle Hao, do you know that young man on the field?"
Hao Datong nodded with a heavy face: "Yes, more than thirty years ago, we met with your master.
The man also called himself Baiyun Sword God Bai Feiyun.
I remember that he was also twenty-four or five years old at the time. , is exactly the same as the one on the field.
If I guess correctly, this person is either that person or his descendant. " "There is such a connection," Huang Rong muttered.
On the field, King Jinlun had already handed over the secret book of Dragon Elephant Kung Fu.
After all, there is a gap between a martial arts secret book and the title of Mongolian Dharma King.
Bai Feiyun said: "I'll go, you're kidding me, why are they all in Tibetan?
I still have to learn Tibetan.
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Is there a Chinese version?"
"You" Jinlun Dharma King was stimulated by these words.
He snatched the secret book and still had so many demands.
"Forget it, looking at pictures and guessing riddles has always been my strength.
Thanks."
Bai Feiyun smiled, then turned around and looked at Guo Jing and others.
"Okay, thank you so much, Mr.
Lu and Master Guo, for your hospitality these days.
Next time I have a chance, I'll treat you all to spicy hot pot, Haben Sword God, before you go."
As soon as Bai Feiyun finished speaking, the watch-like pattern on his wrist glowed faintly with blood, and a black hole appeared in front of him, and he walked over.
Lujiazhuang was suddenly silent.
This, what a magical method this is.
The Sword God, is he really a god?