Murong Fu Dongfangqing

Murong Fu gave her a sideways look, and said, "Just leave these people to me, your poison has penetrated deep into your internal organs, so you shouldn't use your internal energy rashly."

"No, you alone are no match for them!" Dongfang Bubai retorted lightly, shaking his head.

"Why, you don't listen to your husband so soon?" Murong Fu frowned, and there was a sharp gleam in his eyes.

"Bah, what's your husband? It's so ugly!" Dongfang Bubai spat secretly, her face turned red unconsciously, she couldn't remain indifferent to being molested by Murong Fu in front of so many people, her tone was quite He said forcefully, "Don't be brave, these people are not cheap."

"Back off!" Murong Fu yelled suddenly, but he didn't see how he moved, an invisible energy suddenly rippling from his body, bumped into Dongfang Bubai's waist.

Caught off guard, she stepped back a few feet, and Murong Fu's faint laughter came from next to her ear, "If you don't want me to spank your butt in public, you'd better be obedient!"

Dongfang Bubai stomped slightly, but finally did not dare to go forward.

Only then did Murong Fu turn his head to look at Ren Woxing and the other four, and said lightly, "What are you waiting for?"

As soon as the words were finished, Ren Woxing took the lead in striking with his palm, the style of the move was simple and powerful, it was obvious that he had used real kung fu.

Linghu Chong flicked his wrist, and Feng Laiyi made a flat move. I don't know if it was because he had calmed down now, but the move was very gentle and less sharp.

Xiang Wentian stomped his right foot on the ground, jumped up into the air, and when he jumped to a height of two feet, he charged down with a single knife in his hand, and the momentum was indistinguishable for a moment.

As for the short and fat old man, his figure flickered, bringing up a series of afterimages, and he held his sword fingers together, and the fingertips shone with golden light, making it a powerful fingering technique.

Murong Fu glanced over the four people, rubbed his hands together, and then drew out a white sword aura, hanging in his right hand, pinched a sword formula with his left hand, the sword aura swept out, like a white whip, stretched for another zhang on the way, In an instant, the four of them were within its attack range.

This is a very common move to sweep away thousands of troops, and the blade becomes an invisible sword energy, but the four of them are obviously not ordinary masters, but seeing Ren Woxing and the short and fat old man touching the ground with their toes, they jumped up lightly and avoided the attack. Simultaneously with the sword aura, he slapped Murong Fu with the power of his palm and fingers without any loss.

Xiang Wentian was in the air, unable to turn his body around, so he had to press the single knife in his hand a little bit inward, a half-foot-long saber energy suddenly protruded from the blade, attacking and defending continuously, not only slashing at Murong Fu, but also slashing at Murong Fu Sword Qi Long Whip.

On the other hand, Linghu Chong's long sword trembled slightly, flipped in the air, slashed fiercely on the sword energy, and gave up the attack on Murong Fu.

Murong Fu's long whip with sword qi broke into several pieces, in the blink of an eye, Ren Woxing and the other three's attack arrived before his eyes. .m.

In a blink of an eye, Murong Fu leaned back with his upper body, folded his hands up and down in front of his chest, and a thin pale gold aura appeared out of thin air around his body.

"Dang, clang, clang" three times, the attack of the three hit the golden gas shield, a sound like the clanging of gold and iron resounded, arousing golden ripples spreading to all directions, the three of them felt their arms numb slightly, and their bodies were unconscious Was bounced a few steps away.

"What kind of martial art is this?" Ren Woxing fixed his eyes, and couldn't help looking at the short and fat old man.

The short and fat old man moved his eyeballs slightly, and said with a little surprise, "This... this seems to be the Dragon Elephant Boruo Kungfu, a magical skill of the Tantric sect in the Western Regions. I don't know what the specific move is!"

A look of surprise flashed across Murong Fu's face, and he looked at the short and fat old man with more curiosity in his eyes. Not to mention his peculiar martial arts, it seems that he has quite a lot of experience. , used it at critical moments many times, but no one has ever recognized it. Today is the first time someone has told the history.

"The old man doesn't believe that his esoteric powers can block the star-absorbing Dafa!" Ren Woxing snorted coldly, his hands changed for a while, and when he clasped his palms in the air, a suction force was born.

A look of disdain flashed across Murong Fu's eyes, he spread out his hands, and dispersed Little Kassapa's air mask, then stretched out with one hand, Ling Xu grabbed it.

Ren Woxing felt that his hands were sucked by a stronger suction force, and the internal force in his dantian was ready to move. He felt as if he wanted to rush out of his meridians, but before he could make any response, he staggered and leaned involuntarily. Fu to Murong.

At this time, Xiang Wentian from the side grasped the handle of the knife with both arms, and slashed fiercely at Murong Fu's arm, the strong wind howled, and the air was squeezed so that there was a buzzing sound.

If this saber is chopped, Murong Fu will definitely lose an arm, so he has no choice but to withdraw the Beiming Divine Art immediately, take a step forward with his left foot, and point the sword with his left hand upwards.

The angle of this finger is so well grasped, even if Xiang Wentian reacted, but his moves are old, and it is too late to change his moves, he only heard two "chi chi", his Lie Que and Qu Chi acupoints were recovered by Murong Fu With a poke, Deng felt that his arm was numb, and he couldn't use any strength at all, so he fell to the ground with a single sword.

As soon as Murong Fu hit him, he took advantage of the momentum, he stretched out his left hand forward, the back of his hand shook his chest, at the same time, he kicked his lower abdomen with his right foot wrapped in a strong wind.

Xiang Wentian couldn't hold on anymore, and was thrown away like a sack.

Murong Fu was about to go up to mend his feet, at this moment, two strong winds came from the right side, one was fiery masculine finger force, the other was extremely fierce sword energy.

You don't need to look at Murong Fu to guess who the one who made the shot was, he immediately leaned back, and made the Tie Banqiao move, while making a semicircle in the air, and sure enough, the people who made the shot were Linghu Chong and the short, fat old man.

"Yiyang finger!" Surprise flashed across Murong Fu's face, this short and fat old man's fingering is actually a yang finger, and his attainments are extremely deep, he has already reached the eighth rank realm.

In the blink of an eye, Murong Fu couldn't allow Murong Fu to think too much. Immediately, he put his hands on the ground, turned his body abruptly, put his legs on the arms of the two, and twisted them strangely. to each other.

But when a rather thick sound of "铛" sounded, the sword energy collided with the finger force. As soon as Linghu Chong's sword energy touched the finger force, a gap was smashed out, and then quickly melted. Cracking down on nothingness, pointing at Linghu Chong with undiminished force.

Linghu Chong was horrified at the moment, but when life and death were at stake, he was also surprisingly calm. He didn't dodge or dodge, and he swung the tip of his sword and slashed at the short, fat old man's wrist.

The short and fat old man wanted to withdraw his move, but seeing Linghu Chong's attack so fiercely, he couldn't help but feel a little angry, his wrist trembled, and his finger force was sent out in the air, but his finger retracted.

Linghu Chong didn't know much about the Yiyang Finger, a look of surprise flashed across his eyes, and he took advantage of the momentum to make a move that fell to the tree, and he returned his sword to defend himself. Take a few steps back to dissipate the strength.

"Okay, I won't hit you, you hit me instead!" Linghu Chong cried out indignantly, stretching out his long sword, he was about to move forward again.

"Both!" At this time, Ren Woxing hurriedly called out, "Both, don't you forget who the enemy is at this moment, why are you fighting on your own!"

The two of them trembled, only then did they realize that they fought each other just because of Murong Fu's weird moves, why did they get so serious in a daze?Can't help but look at Murong Fu in horror, does this person still have such magic tricks to confuse the enemy?

Murong Fu was not interested in the feelings of the two of them, but looked at the short and fat old man with strange eyes, and asked, "Who is your Excellency? There is no such person as you in Tianlong Temple of Dali. In the world, there is no one like you except the Southern Emperor Duan Zhixing." There is no one who has cultivated the Yiyang finger to the eighth grade or above."

"Hey!" The short and fat old man's slightly hoarse voice sounded, "The boy can recognize the eight-pin and one yang finger, and his knowledge is not too shallow, but who said that only members of the Duan family can know this yang finger?"

"Don't you want to say..." Murong Fu murmured, and then said calmly, "Then save this answer and tell Lord Yan!"

As soon as the words were finished, a red light flashed across Murong Fu's face, and a blood-red light suddenly lit up on the index fingers of both hands, and the void within a few inches around suddenly blurred, as if being melted.

The pudgy old man's pupils shrank slightly, and he shouted in horror, "Nine grades and one yang finger? No...not right!"

Murong Fu smiled coldly, pointed out with two fingers, saw a flash of red light, the force of the two fingers was like two red lightning bolts, they came to the short and fat old man in the blink of an eye.

The short and fat old man didn't even have the slightest thought of confrontation, and rolled out on the spot, with two "poofs", several pieces of gray cloth flew up, but his clothes were scratched a few holes on his back, and he was not injured.

"What are you two staying here for! Waiting to die!" the short, fat old man shouted at Ren Woxing and Linghu Chong angrily.

The two were stunned, and came back to their senses, there was a cloud in the Dugu Nine Swords, and it was possible to break the finger force and deceive himself, so Linghu Chong's first reaction was to rush forward and fight close to him, but for Ren Woxing This old world has its own unique experience in fighting. For a moment, the two of them came forward by coincidence, using their palm strength and sword energy one after another.

Murong Fu smiled leisurely, took a step with his right foot, and actually took the initiative to meet him. The short and fat old man's gaze flickered for a while, and he dodged forward. For a moment, the four of them fought together, finger strength, sword energy, palm strength intertwined, and the air The sound of explosions continued, and the momentum was amazing.

The people around were dazzled, dizzy and dizzy, Dongfang Bubai stared at Murong Fu motionlessly, holding a handful of silver needles tightly in his hands, as if he would throw them out if the situation was not right.

As for Ren Yingying, she went to the side to help Xiang Wentian up, but seeing that Xiang Wentian's complexion was pale at this time, with blood gushing out of his mouth, it was obvious that he was seriously injured.

Shangguan Yun and the other elders of the Sun Moon God Sect looked at each other slightly, but moved towards Taniguchi in unison.

"None of you is allowed to leave!" Suddenly, Yang Lianting shouted sharply.

Everyone was shocked, they couldn't help but turned their heads to look at the four people in the field, but seeing that they were fighting fiercely, they breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at Yang Lianting with disdain, jumped up, and were about to take the opportunity to rush down the mountain .

But at this time, Bao Dachu and the other four elders who were planted with the life-death talisman by Murong Fu suddenly stepped in front of Shangguan Yun and the others. Bao Dachu sneered, "Everyone, the leader has not spoken yet, so you can't leave yet!"

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