Chapter 66: Beating a Disabled Person Without a Word (Asking for Various)

At noon, Li Mo received an invitation from the Liu family, inviting him to a banquet in the afternoon. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info Just as he was packing his belongings and preparing to return to Suzhou City by boat, Duan Yanqing, who had heard his whereabouts out of nowhere, suddenly came to the door.

At this time, during the day, the demons had their own affairs, and they did not guard the vigilance. This guy relied on his ability to fly the eaves and walk the wall, and fell lightly from the roof of the building without a sound. When the maid saw someone descending from the sky and was about to shout, he ran a yang finger and pointed the acupoint through the air.

In this way, Duan Yanqing silently invaded the Mandala Villa, his face was gloomy and he pushed the door in like entering a no-man's land, connected his two crutches to the ground, came straight to Li Mo, slammed a booklet on the table, and said in a strange ventriloquism: "Hmph! This is the introductory mental method of the One Yang Finger, as well as the route of exercise. I don't care to lie to you, and don't lie, tell me, where is my son? Who exactly? If what you say is correct, I'll make up the next moves for you. ”

"One Yang Finger" is the same as "Sword Spectrum to Wars Off Evil Spirits", it is not a simple internal martial arts method, but also a supporting martial arts move, which is quite a top martial art. If you are successful in cultivation, you can also advance to the more advanced "Six Veins Divine Sword". Extrapolate 'finger power' to the point of 'sword qi'.

Now that Li Mo has many top-level internal skills, and has cultivated the 'Little Wuxiang Gong', he can completely promote the Six-Vein Divine Sword, and his thirst for the 'One Yang Finger' is no longer so strong, and he is even a little underestimated. But this martial art is also good, and it works wonders with the Six Veins Divine Sword.

If you think of the Six-Vein Divine Sword as a gun, then the supporting internal force is the bullet. Li Mo's cultivation of Xiao Wuxiang Gong can be compatible with any martial arts, and Duan Yu's Northern Darkness Internal Force can also be matched, which are all ordinary ammunition that meets the caliber, which can be launched and condensed into sword qi to hurt people.

However, the power of the 'Six-Vein Divine Sword' promoted by other 'internal strengths' is far inferior to the 'Six-Vein Divine Sword' promoted by the 'One Yang Finger'. The difference is like the difference between a 'solid bullet' and a 'gunpowder bullet'.

The pure finger power condensed by the Yiyang Finger is already extraordinary, like a 'special warhead', which is launched through the matching 'Six-Vein Divine Sword', and the power is like a big sniper, completely destroying other fingerings.

Thinking of this, he stretched out his hand to take the cheats and flipped through the two pages at random, although he didn't understand it very well, but he felt quite professional, so he nodded and put it in his arms, ready to study it carefully in the future. Then he grabbed a small white stove from the table and began to play with it.

Of course, Duan Yanqing couldn't recognize the 'Flame Demon Top Skull', and snorted coldly: "It's okay to say it now." ”

"Of course!"

And Li Mo was not hypocritical, so he sat down and directly broke the news that the son of Dali who was poured aphrodisiacs by him was his son, and Duan Zhengchun's wife Dao Baifeng, who never got tired of playing, was his Guanyin Bodhisattva.

This explosive news is like a horror technique, or a mental shock, and Duan Yanqing, who was bombed, couldn't come back to his senses for a long time. Li Mo even suspected that if he took out a short knife and stabbed him to assassinate him, Duan Yanqing would be directly stabbed to death.

"Ho ho ho ........."

After a moment of silence, Duan Yanqing suddenly laughed gloomily and hideously. I saw that when he looked up at Li Mo, his eyes were full of coldness and murderous intent,

"It's ridiculous, if Duan Yu is really Wu'er, then whether I make a move or not, he will be the emperor of Dali! The surname is Li, you dare to lie to me! ”

After Duan Yanqing thought everything through, he was furious, and before his words fell, he suddenly burst out and hurt people and attacked him secretly.

He did this, not only to kill people to vent his anger, but also to take away the secret book of the 'One Yang Finger' at home, and most importantly, Duan Yu's secret must not be leaked out, and he must kill people and cut down the roots. Therefore, Li Mo must die!

I saw him bounce up from his seat suddenly, his right hand clenched the steel fist and the internal force was infused, and the cuffed robe was shaken by the hunting sound. One hand was raised high, lifting the steel crutch to the highest, and then slammed it heavily, roaring towards Li Mo's Heavenly Spirit, the action was fierce, ruthless, fast and urgent.

I only heard an explosion in the room, like a thunderbolt on a sunny day.

Li Mo, who had been prepared for a long time, still hit a spirit, and then the hair on his body was tense, the internal force was infused into his legs, and his right foot kicked hard without hesitation, and his body seemed to be pulled and dragged by an invisible big hand, and he avoided this ferocious blow at the last moment.

Duan Yanqing missed the blow and slammed it on the ground, instantly blasting out a crater, and the room seemed to be detonated by a grenade, exploding out of thin air, shaking people's eardrums.

The green bricks that were laid on the ground were all cut off under the full force of the steel hammer, and the debris that was knocked away was splashed everywhere, and the strength of the flying several meters away was still undiminished. Li Mo runs a small and unphased work, and the strength around his body gushes, and these flexible and changeable internal forces are intertwined into threads. The incoming rubble was like being caught in a big net, stagnant.

Duan Yanqing missed the blow, and handed out the left turn again at close quarters, using the crutch as a sword to perform Duan's swordsmanship. Yiyang's finger force was injected into the iron rod, and the original heavy weight seemed to suddenly disappear. With a flick of his wrist, an iron rod made it fast, drawing arcs in the air, leaving black afterimages, surrounding Li Mo to death from several directions.

On the opposite side, Li Mo's palms quickly turned red, and there was a faint dark red flowing through the blood vessels under the skin, the skin quickly became smooth, the pores shrank, and turned into a pair of statues carved from warm jade, which was not perfect like all in the world.

At this time, the power in his body flowed endlessly, and finally turned into flame-like flames, and it looked as if his hands were burning.

In the face of Duan Yanqing's attack, he did not dodge or dodge and directly used the 'Doroye Finger', supported his hands up, rotated his ten fingers, and constantly connected the points against the body of the staff. As his fingertips flicked and tapped, thin lines of black smoke were left behind.

Li Mo has a lot of top-level internal skills, but he lacks martial arts moves that are directly used in battle, and the only one is 'Doroye Finger' fingering, which is complicated and exquisite, but there is no matching luck method, and the power can only be exerted three or four percent.

Ever since he learned the 'Northern Darkness Phase', he has often traveled back and forth to Langhuan Jade Cave to try to simulate different martial arts to promote this set of top-level fingering. In the end, it was discovered that the practice route of a 'Canglang Sword Technique' was extremely wonderful, and it could create the characteristics of endless waves, reciprocation, and perseverance through internal force.

At this moment, he used the fire demon power to forcibly use this mental method, and finally condensed wisps of black smoke. Li Mo's hands became faster and faster, like a spider spinning silk, completely engulfing Duan Yanqing's sword style, not only unloading his force a little bit, but also constantly eating away at his internal force.

I saw Duan Yanqing's iron rod flying, fast and sharp, but more black and red silk threads were wrapped around it, emitting a scorching wave of qi that burned his face. Duan Yanqing was sweating profusely, only to feel that the hairs on his face were also curly and scorched by the flames.

When he sensed that something was wrong, Li Mo vacated his left hand, and his five fingers were curled, turning into a claw shape. The flames on the five fingers burned, and then wisps of black smoke condensed on the fingertips, turning into sharp blades, exuding a ferocious and violent smell. Then he teased his heart with one claw and went straight to Duan Yanqing's chest, wanting to dig out his heart.

Duan Yanqing was alarmed in his heart, and hurriedly withdrew his right hand to block Gangzheng in his chest. However, Li Mo slapped it with one claw, like a sledgehammer slamming into his heart, with a thousand powers, more like a volcanic eruption, scorching and pressing, smashing his body back a few steps.