Chapter 114 One move of golden wheel

"The Dharma King of the Kingdom of Jin, right? Come here to receive death!"

Hearing these plain and murderous words.

The heroes were shocked and secretly thought that Yang Shaoxia's master was so domineering!

Just wanting to defeat Jinlun with one move is probably a bit too much, right?

Facing Duan Yu's gaze, Jin Lun Dharma King's heart suddenly trembled, and he did not dare to be careless.

If his disciple Yang Guo is so difficult to deal with, it is not easy for him as a master.

"The poor monk has always heard that there are Eastern Evils, Western Poisons, Southern Emperors and Northern Beggars in the martial arts world of the Central Plains, and there are five supreme masters of supernatural powers. I wonder who you are?"

"I am none of the five people you mentioned." Duan Yu's voice was unhurried and calm.

Jin Lun Dharma King felt a little at ease.

Since it's not one of the five absolutes, it's not a big problem.

No matter how strong this person is, he can only be 50 or 50 equal to me within a hundred moves.

I'll start with a big fight with him with thirty or fifty moves, and then I'll find a way to escape.

Overall, the advantage is mine!

Thinking of this, Jinlun Dharma King smiled: "You can teach such an outstanding disciple, I admire you very much. If you insist on taking action, I can only stay with you to the end!"

"You are so boastful. I wonder if you can take my move?"

Duan Yu chuckled, his voice soft and sweet, like a spring breeze.

"Your Excellency is so arrogant that a poor monk has only seen you in his life!"

Jin Lun Dharma King sneered, already building up his anger, just waiting for the decisive blow.

Suddenly something occurred to him, and Duan Yu asked casually: "Jinlun, do you know Maharaja Jiumozhi?"

Jin Lun Dharma King was startled and replied: "That is one of my masters in Tantric Buddhism! How do you know about Maha Lun Ming King?"

Jiumozhi came from the Dalun Monastery of the Nyingma Sect.

Jinlun Dharma King comes from the Vajra Gate.

The two men belong to the same tantric sect, but have different branches, and are three generations apart.

When Jiumozhi was practicing the Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu in Tibet, he went crazy and went crazy. He was saved by Duan Yu. Since then, he achieved great enlightenment and became a generation of holy monks in Tantric Buddhism.

Whether it is martial arts, Buddhism, or pretentious skills, Jin Lun Dharma King is far inferior to Maha Lun Ming King Jiumozhi.

"Since we are old friends, I will spare your life and only destroy your martial arts."

After saying that, Duan Yu pointed out.

Jin Lun Dharma King had already been very energetic, and when he saw him taking action, he quickly held the golden wheel in front of him to defend himself.

The sword energy is invisible and silent, but a sharp and domineering energy wave can be felt.

"Keng!"

The harsh sound of striking gold and iron suddenly sounded.

Jin Lun Dharma King was struck by lightning or hit by a mountain. He was thrown down seven to eight feet and hit the wall heavily.

The wall was opened, and the bricks and stones were scattered, causing a cloud of smoke and dust.

The heroes were stunned, and for an instant the Lujiazhuang became eerily quiet.

I saw the golden wheel turning slowly and making a clear and orderly sound.

It wasn't until it stopped that everyone could see clearly.

There is a hole as thick as a thumb on top of that thick golden wheel!

It felt like it had been pierced by a finger.

"What a broken golden wheel is not much stronger than the shields of the two heroes of the You clan."

Duan Yu muttered, feeling bored.

"Cleaving gold with one finger in the air, there is such a magical skill in the world!"

Guo Jing's eyes were bright and he couldn't help but feel greatly moved.

Huang Rong also had a solemn look on her face. Her father, Dongxie Huang Yaoshi, was unique in the martial arts world because he could kill people through the air with a snap of his fingers.

Such comparison pales in comparison.

"Master!"

Dalba was the first to react, and regardless of his own injuries, he rushed forward to rescue Jinlun Dharma King.

Huo Dou hesitated for a moment and saw his master lying there, not knowing whether to live or die. He quickly jumped onto the wall and prepared to run away.

"Who allowed you to leave?"

Duan Yu raised his right hand slightly and fired out with his finger force.

"puff!"

Mongolian prince Huodu's brains were boiling over on the spot, and his heavenly spirit cap flew up, without leaving a single last word.

With a distance of more than ten feet, Huo Dou was killed with such a slight click?

All the heroes were shocked!

What concept?

It's equivalent to hitting the opponent's head from fifty meters away!

"Is this the finger power of Yiyang Finger?"

Wu Santong's eyes widened with an exaggerated expression.

"Not a Yangzhi!"

Zhu Ziliu said: "You can't shoot this far with one Yang finger!"

His master, Master Yideng, had an effective killing range of just over ten feet with his Yang Finger.

If it exceeds one foot, its power is greatly reduced, and it is impossible to knock away the human, heavenly and spiritual caps!

Even Master Yideng, who has practiced the Yiyang Finger to the pinnacle, cannot do it. This person must not be using the Yiyang Finger!

But Zhu Ziliu didn't know the specific martial arts he used.

Suddenly, he thought about it and became extremely frightened.

Something that even Master Nandi Yideng could not do.

However, this person, from a distance of more than ten feet, pointed out that the murderer was invisible!

How did he do this?

Hearing what they said, Duan Yu frowned slightly.

He used the Six Meridians Divine Sword to torture King Jinlun, but he used the Yi Yang Finger to kill Huo Du, just to show these idiots.

Unexpectedly, they didn’t believe it?

Is a dozen feet far away?

It's just a bit casual, not serious.

At this time, Duan Yu, if he used the Six Meridian Divine Sword to strike with all his strength, the range would be no worse than that of a sniper rifle.

Although Zhu Ziliu and Wu Santong came from the Duan family in Dali.

But I have never seen the Six Meridians Divine Sword at all.

Since Duan Yu, no one has mastered the Six Meridians Divine Sword anymore, and people only know about the Duan family of Dali with one yang finger.

Both Zhu Ziliu and Wu Santong have one yang finger, but their skills are average.

"Ah! My Dantian!"

A scream was heard, and Jinlun Dharma King had been dragged out by Dalba and woken up.

"My martial arts!"

"My inner strength!"

Jin Lun Dharma King's face turned pale, his eyes widened, and he yelled crazily.

His body was pierced, his Dantian was destroyed, and his martial arts skills were all lost.

He looked at Duan Yu, his expression changed from despair to fear, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and his body trembled.

The sound of the final blow echoed in Jinlun Dharma King's mind.

At that moment, he felt despair and fear.

His heartbeat accelerated, his breathing became rapid, and he felt that his heart was about to jump out.
To be continued...