Travel through the heavens

Before they knew it, Xiao Feng and Murong Bo had already exchanged dozens of moves.

After adapting to Murong Bo's unpredictable fighting style, Xiao Feng was able to deal with it calmly.

Remember that human power is limited.

Although Murong Bo is well-versed in martial arts, his energy will inevitably be dispersed if he wants to practice all martial arts at the same time, and it is impossible for him to practice all martial arts to a high level.

Especially for advanced martial arts like the 72 unique skills of Shaolin Temple, each one requires a very long time of hard practice. It may even take an ordinary person a lifetime to practice one.

Even though Murong Bo has a very high aptitude for martial arts, he is still a human being after all, and it is inevitable that he will bite off more than he can chew.

Therefore, although he knows a wide range of martial arts, most of them are just "mastering the form but not the spirit".

However, Xiao Feng was different. He was a genius in martial arts. Although he had not learned much, he was extremely proficient in each type of kung fu and had grasped the essence of it, especially the "Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Subduing". He had studied it for more than ten years and was able to simplify it. His attainments in this area were naturally very high.

Although he had only practiced the three major boxing techniques of Hunyuan Xingyi Tai Chi for a short time, he had made great progress in them.

Xiao Feng was very experienced, and after dozens of moves, he had already seen through Murong Bo's strengths and weaknesses. He immediately added more internal force to his palms, and each of his moves was powerful and awe-inspiring. Murong Bo's arms were sore and numb that he gradually felt exhausted.

However, almost all the heroes could not figure out what was going on, they just saw that the two men were very impressive.

They were shocked at the magical power and strength of Xiao Feng's palm technique, and they also couldn't help but admire Murong Bo's exquisite and endless moves.

Then he looked at Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Fu who were fighting on the side. They were punching back and forth, showing off their skills. He couldn't help but cheer for them. He felt that it was really eye-opening to see the four great masters of the world fighting with all their might today. It was worth the trip to Sanjian Mountain.

Murong Fu rushed towards Xiao Yuanshan, his left hand flew out in the air, and his right palm followed with extreme swiftness. The left palm force was sent out first and arrived later, while the right palm force was sent out later and arrived first. The two forces crossed forward, which was extremely strange. If the opponent was deceived by the changing palm forces, he would be injured in a hurry.

Xiao Yuanshan, however, didn't care at all. He pushed out with both palms, launching a move that contained extremely deep internal strength.

The four palm forces of the two men met halfway one after another. There were two "bang" sounds. Xiao Yuanshan did not move at all, but Murong Bo could not help but retreat five steps. Every step he took left a deep depression on the ground.

Xiao Yuanshan's palm power was so strong that after offsetting Murong Fu's palm power, there was still some left, and all of it hit Murong Fu. In order to neutralize the palm power, Murong Fu had to retreat backwards, while using "The Change of Stars" to unload the incoming force into the ground.

With just one move, Murong Fu knew that he could not match Xiao Yuanshan's internal strength, so he hurriedly moved forward and attacked with all kinds of fists, palms, fingers, legs and other skills.

The Khitans were a tribe of wolves in the north, and their people were rough and sturdy. Xiao Yuanshan was also a man of heroic and courageous character, so he practiced vigorous and powerful martial arts, with large and powerful moves, full of fierceness.

Murong Fu learned a lot and had many different martial arts skills, but his skills were not as profound as Xiao Yuanshan's, and his martial arts skills were also far behind Xiao Yuanshan's.

Faced with the fierce and incomparable palm power launched by Xiao Yuanshan, Murong Fu either used the "Dou Zhuan Xing Yi" technique to dissolve it, or avoided it with swift body movements, but most of the time, he had to use his own internal strength to endure it. The pain was truly indescribable.

As Xiao Yuanshan pressed on step by step, Murong Fu had no choice but to hold on.

Deng Baichuan was an expert in martial arts. Seeing Murong Fu's predicament, he immediately took a single-edged sword from the subordinate of Qingyun Manor behind him and shouted, "Young Master, take the sword!" Then he threw the single-edged sword towards Murong Fu.

Murong Fu took the sword in his hand and brandished it to defend himself. He suddenly used the "Five Tigers Breaking Door Sword", then the "Eight Diagrams Sword Technique", and after a few moves he used the "Six Harmonies Sword Technique". In an instant, he used eight or nine sword techniques in succession, and he was able to grasp the essence of each technique. The famous sword masters who were watching were all amazed.

Xiao Yuanshan was not afraid of the sharp weapon in Murong Fu's hand. His palms flew up and down. Although Murong Fu was skilled in swordsmanship, he could not do anything to him.

After a dozen moves, Xiao Yuanshan slapped down with great force. Murong Fu raised his knife to block it, but with a "clang" sound, the sharp blade was broken by the palm force.

Deng Baichuan hurriedly waved his hands, and two more judge's pens flew towards Murong Fu.

Murong Fu threw down the broken knife, took the judge's pen, and made a move, using each acupoint-pressing move. There was a hissing sound from the tip of the pen, and a surge of internal force was emitted.

Although Murong Fu's palm strokes were like a judge's pen with powerful wind, Xiao Yuanshan could see that he was weak inside and out. He immediately displayed his might, and every palm strike caused a howling wind, flying sand and rocks. In a short while, Murong Fu's forehead was covered with sweat and he kept backing away.

Deng Baichuan and Gong Yeqian saw that Murong Fu was at a disadvantage, in a desperate situation and in danger, so they wanted to step forward to help and rushed towards Murong Fu.

Unexpectedly, just after they took two steps, a powerful palm force came towards them respectively, making them suffocate. The two men hurriedly gathered their internal strength and pushed out their palms to block.

As a result, as soon as they made contact, they felt that the palm power was like an overwhelming tidal wave, with great force and power. Not only did it eliminate the palm power of the two people, but it also knocked them back.

Fang Muye's eyes were stern and he laughed loudly, "Mr. Deng, Mr. Gongye, it is better for us outsiders not to interfere in the feud between these two pairs of father and son."

Deng Baichuan and Gong Yeqian couldn't help but look at each other, both of them had shock and horror in their eyes.

In all martial arts in the world, no matter how strong your palm power is, there is no palm that can hit more than seven feet away.

However, Fang Muye's palm was launched from more than ten feet away, and when the palm force arrived, not only did the force remain strong, but it also eliminated the palm force of the other two and pushed them back.

You must know that he, Deng Baichuan, is the leader of the four generals under the Murong family. He is proficient in martial arts and is best at internal strength. His second brother, Gong Ye Qian, also has extraordinary attainments in internal strength and can compete with Xiao Feng in three palms.

Fang Muye attacked at the same time, fighting one against two, and defeated the two brothers so easily, and he only retreated without getting hurt, which showed his exquisite control over strength. This level of martial arts skills is rare in the world.

Deng Baichuan and Gong Yeqian both felt powerless, and thought at the same time, "This 'Bai Xiaosheng's' martial arts are so profound that even the master is far inferior to him. But he is Xiao Feng's master and is hostile to the Murong clan. The situation today has become more complicated, and it may not be what the master wants!"

Thinking of this, his worried eyes involuntarily turned to his master and son respectively.

Some of the heroes saw Deng Baichuan and Gong Yeqian running out. Fang Muye waved his two palms lightly. The two of them pushed out their palms and then retreated. Some of them understood the mystery and immediately widened their eyes with an expression of disbelief on their faces.

When Fang Muye saw Zhou Tong looking at him with bright eyes and surprised expression, he smiled at him and then looked at the Xiao father and son and the Murong father and son who were fighting.

At this time, Murong Bo had already fallen into a disadvantage under the pressure of Xiao Feng's overwhelming internal force. Murong Fu was even more exhausted under Xiao Yuanshan's direct attack and had no power to fight back. I'm afraid that in a short while, he would be completely defeated.

Suddenly, Fang Muye's eyes flashed with lightning. He turned his head and looked down the mountain. His gaze penetrated into the dense forest and saw many figures moving slowly in the forest.

After a while, Zhou Tong also noticed something. He looked down the mountain past the crowd of heroes surrounding him. His brows furrowed in thought and he waved his right arm down the mountain with a serious expression. He shouted, "Imperial City Division, listen to my orders! Form a formation! Repel the enemy!"

When the heroes heard the sound, they were all surprised and turned around to look down the mountain.

Seeing this, he was immediately shocked and astonished.

But at some point, more than 3,000 soldiers came up quietly from the foot of the mountain. Each of them was wearing simple armor, with a single sword on his waist and a long spear in his hand.

These 3,000 soldiers marched in an orderly manner. At this time, they were only thirty feet away from the group of heroes. After they came out of the woods, they lined up facing each other.

There were more than 3,000 long spears standing in a cluster towards the sky. The spear tips were shining coldly under the sunlight, which was chilling and chilling.