Chapter 1258 Jingyun Dragon Claw Hand

Chapter 1258 Jingyun Dragon Claw Hand

Fang Yang was worried about Song Mengting. As soon as they fought, she was completely suppressed. She was hit several times in a row and her body ached.

Mo Lao's technique is similar to the Eagle Claw Technique, which mainly relies on finger strength and claw strength. With point arrancar, the attacks are mainly quick and strange, which are often hard to guard against.

After Fang Yang practiced the Eight-phase Divine Art, he secretly learned the Tantric Mahamudra, but he followed a vigorous route and consumed a lot of his true energy.

In view of the fact that the enemies will become stronger and stronger in the future, and the crises he will face will become more and more urgent, what he needs most is to learn another technique that is powerful enough and does not consume much energy!

It just so happened that Mr. Mo himself came to your doorstep, so of course he had to make good use of it. Fang Yang operated the golden eye to the extreme, completely copying and learning every move of Mo Lao, as well as the movement route of the true energy in his body.

Seeing that Fang Yang was completely suppressed by him, Mr. Mo never thought that he was secretly learning his own skills? He looked up to the sky and laughed proudly:

"Hahaha, they say that you, Fang Yang, are the number one second-generation disciple. You are not as well-known as you are when we meet you, but that's it! I only used five of my power, and I didn't even have a chance to fight back!"

When Mo Lao repeated the Eagle Claw technique for the third time, Fang Yang had completely learned the technique!

Hearing what he said, Fang Yang smiled slightly: "That's right, that's right. I don't fight back, not because I don't have a chance, but because I want to figure something out."

Mr. Mo asked subconsciously: "What's the matter?"

Fang Yang said: "Your ancestors are traitors to our Fang family! Even the techniques they use are exactly the same as those of the Fang family!"

Mr. Mo was furious: "Nonsense! Mogan Eagle Claw Kung Fu is a unique skill passed down from generation to generation in my Mo family. How could it be from your Fang family!"

Old God Fang Yang said: "What a coincidence, our Fang family also has a technique called Jingyun Dragon Claw Hand, which is the same as your Mogan Eagle Claw Technique!"

Mo Lao was very angry: "Okay! Then let me see your Jingyun Dragon Claw hand! Let's see the move! The eagle strikes thousands of miles away!"

Fang Yang counterattacked with the same move: "Take my move and let the dragon travel to the nine heavens!"

"Eagle Claw Breaks the Sky!" Mr. Mo was shocked. Sure enough, Fang Yang's move was exactly the same as his own! And his moves are actually more smooth and natural than mine!

Fang Yang responded exactly as he did: "Look at my Qinglong going to sea!"

Mogan's Eagle Claw Skill has a total of thirteen moves, and Fang Yang's Jingyun Dragon Claw Skill also has thirteen moves! And they are exactly the same!

"How is that possible?!" Mr. Mo was completely in a state of sluggishness! Never would I have thought that there would be exactly the same technique that I believed to be a secret technique that cannot be passed down!

Originally, the strength of the two of them was about the same. Mo Laoyi lost his mind and his hand was half a beat slower. How could Fang Yang miss such a good opportunity and grab his right arm with a claw!

Under the wrong force, Mr. Mo's entire arm was removed! But his eyes were dull, as if he didn't know the pain at all, and he kept muttering in his eyes:

"How is that possible! How can there be exactly the same exercises? Why is this happening?"

Fang Yang could tell that Mr. Mo was so angry that he lost his mind with a mouthful of phlegm. For the sake of contributing a skill to him, I didn't want to make things difficult for him anymore.

Carrying Mr. Mo, Fang Yang threw him out the door: "Before I change my mind, you'd better go as far as you can. Otherwise, I can't guarantee what I will do!"

He Zhongwei saw that Mr. Mo had the upper hand before, so he stayed at the door and did not leave. Unexpectedly, the situation took a turn for the worse, and Fang Yang was the winner in the end!

At this moment, he dared not say any nonsense. He called the bodyguards to pick up Mr. Mo and fled in despair. He immediately contacted the helicopter and left the Pearl of the North.

Zhou Zhifeng got the news and immediately led people over: "Fang Yang, are you okay?"

Fang Yang shook his head: "It's okay, but I'm afraid we can't live in this room."

Zhou Zhifeng said immediately: "I will arrange another room for me."

Fang Yang thought for a while: "No need. Since the goal has been achieved, there is nothing wrong with me staying here. Make arrangements for us to return to Jiangbei first."

Zhou Zhifeng knew that if Fang Yang decided something, he would have no way to change it, so he stopped forcing it:

"Okay, I'll arrange a helicopter for you, which will arrive in about an hour. You and Miss Song, go to my room to rest for a while."

"Okay." Fang Yang didn't refuse this time. He found some clothes for Song Mengting to change into, and then he carried her to Zhou Zhifeng's room.

After closing the door, Fang Yang used his own Qi to expel the remaining poison of the bone-corroding tendon powder in Song Mengting's body.

A few minutes later, Song Mengting opened her eyes drowsily. He looked around and said in confusion, "Where am I? What happened?"

Fang Yang poured her a glass of water: "Do you remember the waiter who took us to the room? He had been bribed by He Zhongwei and Li Muhua and put a scent in the room.

Fortunately, we were lucky and didn't get hit. Otherwise, the two of us would have gone to the Dragon Palace to report. "

Song Mengting curled up in Fang Yang's arms: "I have guessed that they will not give up. What should I do now? Is there still danger?"

Fang Yang comforted: "Don't worry, they have already left by plane. We will leave here after a while. It is safer in our own territory."

Song Mengting's body was trembling: "Fang Yang, I'm afraid."

Fang Yang asked strangely: "When you arrive in Jiangbei, what else do you have to be afraid of?"

Song Mengting raised her head in Fang Yang's arms and said quietly: "Fang Yang, I can feel that Cao Miaoyu, Chu Bingqing and Shen Tong are all crazy about you.

I'm afraid that when I get to Jiangbei, they won't be able to accommodate me. So what should I do? Now besides you, I don’t know anyone else who is sincerely helping me. "

Fang Yang was a little embarrassed: "Don't think about things that don't happen. Wiaoyu, Bingqing, and Shen Tong are all good girls, and they won't think about what you think. Get some sleep first, and I'll call you when the plane comes."

Song Mengting had not yet fully recovered from the effects of the medicine, and her spirits were extremely low, so she did not persist: "Well, then don't leave me, okay?"

Fang Yang looked at his tightly hugged arms and smiled bitterly: "Do you think it's possible for me to leave now?"

"Bo~ thank you." Song Mengting suddenly kissed Fang Yang on the face, immediately hid her head in his arms, and pretended to sleep.

Fang Yang touched his face with a wry smile: "What a little goblin who is so charming that he won't pay for his life..."

An hour later, another helicopter parked on the apron. Fang Yang and Song Mengting came over. Zhou Zhifeng asked, "Brother Qiang, won't you go with you?"

Fang Yang said with a smile: "That kid is so suffocated in Jiangbei, let him go crazy here for a few days. When he has had enough fun, he will naturally know how to go back."

Zhou Zhifeng was also happy: "Haha, indeed, Brother Qiang and I have known each other for several years, and I have never seen him stay in the same place for more than a month! The plane has arrived, please board."

Just as Fang Yang and Song Mengting were about to get on the plane, they heard someone from behind shouting: "Mr. Fang Yang, please wait!"

Fang Yang looked back and saw that it was Fang Guangming!

Stopping and waiting for Fang Guangming to run over, Fang Yang asked, "What's the matter?"

Fang Guangming took several deep breaths to let himself catch his breath: "Can I leave with you?"

Zhou Zhifeng was a little surprised: "Guang Ming, you won't stay? When the gambling ship returns, we all have to give a speech together."