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Part One Maya Maya Chapter 150 The Final Call is Mercy

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    Qaslu was like a stubborn wind in the wilderness, coming and going suddenly, wandering west and east, leaving no trace of his body, leaving only a blurry black shadow floating in the field. His attainments in Qinggong were extraordinary.

    Although Xu Rufeng has the word "wind" in his name, his martial arts skills are very heavy. While Qaslu was swimming around, waiting for an opportunity to attack at any time, the old eunuch of Dongchang seemed to be unfazed and remained calm.  Standing still, let the whirlwind brought by Qaslu drive the corners of his clothes and brush through his white hair.

    But the thousands of people present could clearly feel that this old eunuch with a thin body and a head as white as snow was inciting a powerful internal force to slowly expand outward, so that the wind and sand under Xu Ruofeng's feet began to flow outward on its own, and  Getting faster and faster, gradually throwing a big pit under your feet.

    "Hey, is this old eunuch tired of living? He even dug a grave for himself. Does he want Qaslu to bury him?" Deng Ruozhi said in surprise at this time.

    "I think this old eunuch has a guilty conscience. If he fails, he will resort to earth escape to escape." Chen Ruoqiao said.

    At this time, Master Ming Ming leisurely said: "What you two expected is wrong! If the poor monk guessed correctly, this donor Xu is actually a descendant of the Gale Sect. The skill of spinning the dust in this move is exactly the same as the Seven Gale Styles.  The third form of 'Wind and Sand Rotate', you will know the pros and cons if you look at it again."

    Sure enough, Qaslu, who was swimming in a circle quickly, seemed to have seen the clues. Before Xu Ruofeng completed the move, he suddenly rose into the air like a spiritual mink and struck Xu Ruofeng's head with a palm.  A palm came out of the air, but it carried dust and killed him.  As fast as a shooting star, it is like a straight extending yellow line. From a distance, it looks beautiful, but it is full of infinite murderous intent.

    Xu Ruofeng's slightly narrowed eyes were raised slightly upward at this moment, and two points of cold stars shot out from his eyes. His sight went straight through Huang Lian, and he saw Qaslu hanging high in the air as if he had been peeked through the door.  , the body suddenly turned back 180 degrees and landed on the ground.  Then he turned and stepped forward quickly, attacking Xu Ruofeng from the ground again.

    At this time, the sand pit under Xu Ruofeng's feet was already more than two feet deep. It seemed quite difficult to move. But what was absolutely unexpected was that Xu Ruofeng's whisk in his hand lightly moved toward the incoming Qaslu, and a pulse undulated.  Waves of sand appeared out of thin air on the ground, stretching straight towards Qaslu's feet!

    Qaslu seems to know how powerful it is.  When the waves of sand are about to reach your feet, the direction of attack does not change.  However, his body flew up in the air and still rushed towards Xu Ruofeng.  But just after flying less than three feet, a powerful column of sand and dust airflow shot straight upward from the pulsating sand wave, rushing directly towards Qaslu's throat!

    Qaslu was busy, and when he saw the end of his body that was almost horizontal, he knocked his left foot hard on the instep of his right foot. When he saw it, his body suddenly jumped forward two feet, and the pillar of sand and dust airflow fell into the air!  But Xu Ruofeng flicked the dust a few more times, and countless airflow seeds seemed to be planted on the ground.  Without germination, it has already formed into flowing sand veins. At the same time, the sand veins are like balloons with many holes stuck in them. From the head to the tail, pillars of strong wind and fierce air emerge one after another, blowing Qaslu in the air.  Completely shrouded in air arrows and sand guns.

    "To say that this Qaslu is really remarkable, it seems like arrows are flying all around him."  But always at the moment when it is about to hit the body, it suddenly accelerates like a ferret charging, suddenly changes direction like an eagle, and navigates through dangerous formations with ease.  But it is also rare to be free and easy.

    "Jiaoyou Mingquan!" An exclamation suddenly sounded not far from Qi Lin. Qi Lin turned around and saw Master Yifeng's eyes widening as he murmured: "Could it be that this has been changed?"  The Huang Shanyou named Huang Shanyou is actually a disciple of the old monster Ningquan? But the Ningquan sect was completely wiped out by the heroes twenty years ago. Even the old monster Ningquan drowned himself in the boiling spring, and that sect's evil cult  None of the disciples escaped from the Mingquan Cave, and Taoist Master Songxi of Wudang had seen this with his own eyes."

    This period of history is so long that only Master Ming Ming has a little understanding of it. However, after listening to Master Yifeng's words, Master Ming Ming did not comment. He just shook his head slightly and murmured: "Buddha is merciful, be careful not to kill, even if  You can¡¯t change, but you can still avoid death, Amitabha!¡±

    Not to mention some memories here, in the middle of the battle, the old eunuch Xu Ruofeng and Qiaslu were fighting to the bitter end. One used silence to stop, the wind used as a sword, and the quicksand to build a wall, but the power was far more powerful than the sword, wood and stone.  His body shape is agile, the virtual and the real are intertwined. When moving forward, it is like a thousand arrows are fired at once, and there are arrows flying everywhere. If you retreat temporarily, you can also get out of danger. You can escape from danger with a few accelerations and changes of direction.  Thirty or forty rounds had passed in this fight, but the two bodies were not within two feet of each other, let alone physically touching.

    Qi Lin was extremely surprised to see this kind of fighting. Although he didn't know the inheritance of the moves, Qi Lin knew that what the two were competing against at this time was all about internal strength. Although they were close to each other, it was actually very dangerous. Once someone's internal strength failed, not only the opponent would immediately take advantage of it.  When it enters, the internal force generated by oneself will come back together. Although there is no risk of skin and flesh injuries, it is still?For those who have broken muscles and bones, it is either death or destruction!

    Sure enough, after walking for another twenty miles, Qaslu's originally extremely light figure was already showing a bit of fatigue, and his speed was also a bit slower. However, Xu Ruofeng insisted on the principle of staying still when the enemy does not move, and moving after the enemy moves.  , the internal energy will naturally be saved a lot. If the fight continues like this, the outcome will be very clear. Chaslu will inevitably be dragged to death due to exhaustion, or Xu Ruofeng will see the right time and win with one move.

    Qiaslu seemed to have thought of this outcome, and was secretly anxious in his heart, but his face remained expressionless. At the same time, he slowed down his already slightly sluggish figure, seemingly waiting for Xu Ruofeng to misjudge.  Situation, turn to proactive attack, thereby looking for opportunities to win in danger.

    Unexpectedly, Xu Ruofeng's white hair was definitely not in vain. At this time, he was aware of the situation like a clear mirror and saw Chaslu's intention clearly, so he still followed the strategy of defending instead of attacking unhurriedly, so as to let Chaslu  Slu continued to fly in circles, using up more internal energy.

    Seeing this, Chaslu felt miserable in his heart. He thought that the deputy leader of the Ming Cult and thousands of Sun, Rat, Moon and Cat Banners were all watching. If he was defeated, his face would inevitably have nowhere to rest.  Thinking of this, Chaslusuo's heart suddenly changed. After a little accumulation of energy, he suddenly rose into the sky and reached the highest point.  Qaslu's body suddenly hovered in the air for a moment, and then he straightened his body, with his legs together as one, his hands clasped together like spears, and then slowly turned upside down, and finally his fingertips pointed directly in the direction of Xu Ruofeng's head, like arrows shot from a bowstring.  In the same way, he thrust towards Xu Ruofeng Po Feng who was on the ground!

    "Zombie dragon continues to live!" Xu Ruofeng, who was on the ground, raised his eyes and exclaimed secretly from his heart. This move is the lifelong secret of the old monster Mingquan.  Although Xu Ruofeng had already seen the inheritance of this person from Qaslu's body skills, he never expected that this move, which once severely damaged the master of Shaolin and lamented the master's zombie life, could actually come from Qaslu's hands!

    There is no way to retreat. Although Xu Ruofeng was heartbroken, he could only resort to his lifelong skills and risk his life.  In the flash of lightning, Xu Ruofeng's mountain-like figure suddenly changed!

    Lie on your back with the door wide open, your hands forming a virtual arc on both sides of your body, and your legs curled like a circle and aligned with your toes.  The thin abdomen quickly bulged into a big ball as if it was inflated, looking from a distance.  Just like a toad pretending to be dead!

    "What kind of weird move is this? Are you looking for death?" Qi Lin was inexplicably surprised.

    "Gufeng Duyun!" As soon as Master Ming's words finished, the fingertips of Qaslu's hands fell on Xu Ruofeng's belly like spears!

    At the critical moment, Xu Ruofeng¡¯s bulging belly suddenly sunk in with Qaslu¡¯s rapidly thrusting fingertips!

    When Xu Ruofeng pressed his belly to the thickness of a piece of paper, Qaslu's fingertips were only an inch away from Xu Ruofeng's navel.

    There¡¯s still one inch to go, there¡¯s still one inch to go!  But even with this small inch of distance, Qaslu could not continue to insert even one point no matter what!  Because at this moment, a strong force suddenly emitted from Xu Ruofeng's body, which was as concave as a bowl. Together with Xu Ruofeng's scattered arms, they clasped Qaslu's head, removing all Qaslu's forward momentum.  At the same time, Xu Ruofeng's rounded legs suddenly kicked out diagonally.  The toes hit Qaslu's armpits and ribs!

    A dull scream was immediately squeezed out of Qaslu's throat. Then, Qaslu's body was like a thrown out snot, constantly turning and twisting and flying towards the sky!

    Relieved, Xu Ruofeng immediately stood up, feeling a little proud in his heart, but he didn't expect a thick yellow gas to spurt out from Qaslu's buttocks!

    The stench suddenly filled the air, and suffocation came instantly.  This unknown gas seemed to have the effect of rapidly constricting the trachea, making Xu Ruofeng feel like a large puff of air was stuck in his throat, unable to come out or come in.  A pink and white face suddenly turned into the color of eggplant.

    Xu Ruofeng was horrified and immediately raised his hands to rub his neck. However, no matter how smooth it was, he could never exhale because Xu Ruofeng's trachea was not only completely closed at this time, but also seemed to be closed by a very sticky glue.  The tracheal walls are firmly bonded together again!

    Xu Ruofeng, who was rolling on the ground, seemed to have gone away for a long time. When the eggplant purple face turned black, Xu Ruofeng finally shouted a hoarse and vague words from the depths of his throat: "Huang Wei Li!"

    "Yellow weasel wine?" "Lie? Fine wine soup is right! How could it become a murderous poisonous gas?" A trace of extremely heavy confusion floated in Qi Lin's mind, hovering for a long time.

    But Xu Ruofeng died after all, at the moment when he had already won!  At that moment, it should have been a moment of pride, but unexpectedly, he died in the poisonous gas of a traitor to the Han people who died earlier but was nicknamed Feitian Huangpizi, and the bright left envoy of the Ming Cult. He was not upright and bright, but deadly enough.  efficient!

    FollowAs two lives disappeared, Hua Wuduo didn't seem to even frown. It seemed that no matter whether they were enemies or subordinates, they were just useful or useless tools to him.  One-on-one, the only enemy of the Ming Dynasty who could confront him was dead, and he only paid for one Light Envoy, which was a good deal!

    So, Hua Wuduo waved his hand, and a passionate horn sounded immediately. The sun rat flag was moving, the moon cat flag was flying, and more than a thousand burrowing rats and flying cats rushed out of the array and faced the Jin Yiwei army on the opposite side.  It surged in like an overwhelming force.

    And Hua Wuduo took the lead. When he rushed into the Jinyi Guards formation, he was like a magnet, suddenly attracting dozens of Jinyi guards to his side. Then Hua Wuduo opened his palms apart and cut them into circles. This cluster formed a circle.  The heads of the Jin Yiwei in a circle neatly separated from their bodies and then fell to the ground.

    One cluster, two clusters, three clusters, four

    Suddenly a slender figure jumped into the battle formation and stood in front of Hua Wuduo!

    The visitor stood with one palm and shouted the name of the Buddha: "Amitabha, the donor will withdraw his troops at this time, or a poor monk will do it for him, the donor can choose!"

    It¡¯s actually the master of mourning!

    "Bald donkey! Anyone who stands in my way will die!" Hua Wuduo didn't notice the old monk in front of him. He suddenly pushed his palms towards the mournful master!

    "Even if this great shift of the universe is powerful, a poor monk still needs some advice!" Master Ming Ming flashed his figure and said calmly at the same time.

    "The Great Shift of the Universe? Haha, that's what you Han people call it. This is the magical skill of the sun waxing and the moon waning. Do you understand?" As soon as Hua Wuduo finished speaking, he attacked Master Ming Ming again!
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