I am the Martial God
34 Stars move, Murong Bo

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"Damn you, you are humiliating the imperial family of Great Yan!”

On the other side, the black-clothed man saw Murong Fu's miserable state and his heart was in his mouth.

In his anger, he pushed Jiu Mozhi away and charged at Yifan.

At this moment, the man in black could no longer suppress the anger in his heart.

That cold gaze seemed to want to tear Yifan apart.

Swoosh!

The black-robed man instantly leaped 40 to 50 feet away, and the palm wind that tore through the air directly enveloped Yifan's entire body.

He wanted Yifan to die!

However, Yifan was still smiling coldly.

"Get lost!"

As he spoke, Yifan struck out with his palm.

A golden dragon roared out and instantly pounced towards the black-robed man.

"Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms!"

"How is this possible!"

The man in black was shocked.

This Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms was the ultimate technique of the Beggar's Sect.

Why would it appear on a young man?

Furthermore, Yifan's Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms was extremely domineering.

It even surpassed the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms he knew.

How could the man in black not be shocked?

One had to know that he had long thought that his martial arts were among the best in the world.

Even if he wasn't invincible, he was still on par with him. There were very few people in this world who could defeat him.

However, at this moment, the black-robed man was shocked when he saw the golden dragon roaring and even letting out a thunderous sound.

He couldn't block it!

In a moment of desperation, the man in black turned around.

His hands were covered with dense qi. Layers of true qi surged on his hands, constantly changing and shifting.

It was the world-renowned Revolving Stars Shifting Divine Art of the Murong Clan of Gusu.

Bang!

The golden dragon directly tore apart the layers of True Qi of the black-robed man's subordinate.

"Damn it, go back!"

The man in black roared.

This Stellar Transposition was a technique that relied on one's strength to fight back. Its essence was to rebound and shift.

However, no matter how hard he tried, the Golden Dragon Qi could not be reflected.

In the nick of time, the black-robed man retreated rapidly, and he barely managed to move the golden dragon away by an inch with the surging True Qi in his body.

There was a loud bang.

The trees behind the black-robed man were directly broken.

Then, the energy mixed with the broken wood exploded, and the area within a few meters was instantly reduced to nothingness.

"A taste of one's own medicine. The Revolving Stars Transposition technique of the Murong Clan of Gusu is nothing more than this!”

Yifan said indifferently.

The disdain in his words made the man in black snort coldly.

Murong of Gusu was famous in Jianghu.

The Shifting Stars shocked the martial arts world.

It could be said that the most famous martial artists of the current era were Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms and Shifting Stars.

Even the 72 ultimate skills of Shaolin were overshadowed.

As for the martial arts of Sky Mountain and Six Pulses Divine Sword, most people had never heard of them.

For this reason, only the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms and Shifting Stars could be called the representatives of the current martial arts world.

However, at this moment, Yifan said that it was nothing much.

This was a blatant humiliation!

"Shifting Stars, you are Murong Bo!”

Jiu Mozhi revealed the identity of the man in black.

Although he was a martial arts fanatic, he had long suspected that Murong Bo had faked his death.

Now that he saw the Shifting Stars, he immediately guessed the identity of the man in black.

"Father?"

Murong Fu was shocked.

Even Wang Yuyan and A'Zhu were shocked.

Murong Bo didn't die?

"What Murong Bo? I'm afraid you've got the wrong person!”

"This old monk once had an old friendship with the Murong family, so I only learned a few superficial moves!”

"Otherwise, how could I allow you to be so impudent!”

The man in black denied.

In order to protect the reputation of the Murong family, he even said that he had only learned a few superficial moves.

Jiu Mozhi laughed out loud." Murong Bo, oh Murong Bo!”

"I didn't expect you to not even dare to admit your identity!”

"Stop bragging about the Murong family's ultimate technique. It's nothing in front of my family's supreme master!”

"No one in the world can match my venerable master's divine technique!”

As he spoke, Jiu Mozhi attacked again.

With a wave of his hand, the flaming palm tore through the air.

The scorching fire seemed to want to burn the world, and even the air was distorted.

As a martial arts fanatic and a servant of Yifan.

Jiu Mozhi was furious that the black-robed man had abandoned him, so he attacked with all his might.

Instantly, the black-clothed man felt his entire body being enveloped by a domineering force.

However, he used Stellar Transposition and the Flaming Saber Technique was reflected.

Immediately, the two of them fought again.

Although Jiu Mozhi's martial arts were extraordinary, he couldn't take down the man in black for a long time.

"Hahaha, it's useless!"

"This demon monk is no match for Senior!”

"Shifting Stars, any martial arts will lose their meaning in front of him!”

"Senior is already in an invincible position!”

Murong Fu laughed maniacally.

It was as if the black-clothed man's high martial arts skills made him very proud.

"Is that so?"

"Jiu Mozhi, cut his lower body with the Flaming Saber!”

"Formless Tribulation, attack his right side!"

Yifan pointed out casually.

Jiu Mozhi's eyes lit up.

He used the Flaming Saber Technique with his left hand and the Formless Finger of Calamity with his right hand.

Instantly, Murong Bo felt a chill run down his spine.

Under these two forces, even the true qi around his body seemed to have solidified.

Yifan had actually seen through his weakness at a glance!

In his shock, the man in black changed his moves.

However, it was already too late.

Although he had avoided the fatal blow, Jiu Mozhi's Formless Finger of Calamity had brushed past his face.

Blood fell along with the cloth.

"It really is you, Murong Bo!"

Jiu Mozhi sneered.

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