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Lin Chaoying had never been scolded like this before. Being so arrogant, she immediately lost her temper and snorted, but she stood motionless.
"You..." Murong Fu was about to say something.
Lin Chaoying interrupted, "If you have the ability, don't think that I am in the way. What's more, who caused this? Don't you have some idea in your heart?"
Murong Fu glanced at her speechlessly. He was already a very old man, but he was still acting like a child. He had no time to mess around with her. He simply said, "Okay, then you can't blame me for your death."
Lin Chaoying crossed her arms and said, "It doesn't matter. After all, you have already died once. It doesn't matter if you die again. But someone from your Murong family was bullied into killing someone. Let's see how you, Murong Fu, will gain a foothold in the world in the future.
How can you brazenly claim to dominate the world?"
The "die once" she mentioned refers to the last time she had a duel with Murong Fu. At that time, she was really desperate and determined to die.
Murong Fu was really hurt by her words. What angered him the most was that Hassan came to Yanziwu to threaten him. If he really asked him to kill someone, wouldn't it be ridiculous? He would not be able to pass the test himself.
Besides, Lin Chaoying was an extremely rare master at the pinnacle of the True Yuan Realm, so it would be a pity to die.
Thinking of this, he said in a weird tone, "Okay, you win. Please, Granny Lin, please stay away to avoid getting hurt."
"That's pretty much it." Lin Chaoying rolled her eyes at him and stepped back.
Murong Fu looked at Hassan in the distance, "Old man, you were just warming up, now I'm going to get serious."
"Hehe," Hassan smiled contemptuously, "You can take action, but I was careless just now. From now on, as long as you touch the corner of my clothes, I will lose."
What Murong Fu couldn't bear the most was others pretending to be sexy in front of him. He could pretend, but others couldn't. He immediately flipped his wrist and the Heavenly Sword drew a circle in the air. As time went on, a storm surged, and countless energies swarmed in, filling the sky in an instant.
The shadow of the sword condensed and headed towards Hassan, moving as fast as lightning.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, my little friend is not only extremely skilled in martial arts, but the weapons in his hands are also extraordinary. It really makes me jealous." Hassan said something slightly sour in his mouth, and his figure was in a trance, seeming to leave and sometimes stay.
The sharp sword shadows fell like raindrops, but when they passed through Hassan's body, there was nothing. He was clearly standing there, but his body seemed to be made of water, except for ripples.
But it can't hurt a hair.
Murong Fu frowned slightly, and the scene in front of him had a sense of déjà vu. It seemed to be quite similar to the Dou Zhuan Xing Shift that Murong Chao and Murong Chui had performed. But Hassan was a Persian, how could he have practiced Dou Zhuan Xing Shift? Could it be because of the opponent's body?
The magic is so fast that you can't see it with the naked eye while turning and dodging?
In an instant, he shook his head to rule out this possibility. He admitted that Hassan's movement skills were indeed faster than his, but it was not traceable. How could he not be able to tell any clues.
In his thoughts, the sword formula in his hand was changing. The Heavenly Sword became more powerful, and the condensed sword shadows in the sky became more and more solid. Although they fell extremely fast, the number of sword shadows became more and more. It only took three breaths.
In less than a moment, a "sea of swords" with a radius of seven to eight feet has been formed.
The location where Hassan was standing happened to be a roof, and countless rubbles were shattered by the shadow of the sword. In a moment, the entire house would collapse.
At this time, Murong Fu activated his true energy with all his strength, and a layer of rich white light appeared on his body, as if a god descended from heaven.
On the other side, Hassan was almost the same, with a green and black light all over his body. It was obvious that his skill had been pushed to the extreme. Black energy was constantly flowing out from around him, like tentacles, constantly crushing the incoming sword shadows.
Seeing more and more sword shadows, seemingly endless, Hassan immediately changed his strategy. His hands blurred for a while, and the shadowless threads twirled around. In an instant, all the sword shadows around him were shattered, forming a short vacuum.
zone.
Then he rolled up the shadowless thread to form a round shield about the size of a foot, and put it on his head, intending to rush out of the sword rain.
How could Murong Fu give him such a chance? The sword formula in his left hand changed, and with a slight stroke of his right hand, the Heavenly Sword was in a trance, and dozens of sword lights were instantly differentiated. These sword lights were as thick and thin as the Heavenly Sword, but their length was longer.
It was extremely long, no less than five or six feet tall. Each sword light turned into two, two into four, four into sixteen... and soon turned into hundreds of sword lights, uniform and extremely sharp.
It is the Thousand Swords Vertical and Horizontal Style that I got from Liu Zhengfeng a few days ago. In terms of power, this Thousand Swords Vertical and Horizontal Style is not as good as his Thousand Squares Residual Light Sword, but it is perfect for dealing with such extremely fast people.
Of course, when he used this sword technique in his hands, he followed Liu Zhengfeng in using it. Naturally, they couldn't be heard at the same time. This was really like thousands of swords coming out at once, with overwhelming momentum.
Hassan had just broken through the "sea of swords" above his head, but he ran into Murong Fu's Thousand Swords Crossing Style. He was so frightened that he had to retreat temporarily.
Murong Fu soon discovered that although Hassan could use a strange method that caused the sword to penetrate his body without causing any damage, every time he used this method, he would be temporarily unable to move. This is no wonder, no matter how magical it is.
Every skill has its shortcomings, and it is impossible to be invincible forever.
Discovering this flaw, he drew his two swords again, one vertically and one horizontally. In an instant, the countless sword shadows condensed previously, plus the vertical and horizontal sword light of a thousand swords, formed an airtight "cage" that trapped Hassan.
The small space he was in was completely sealed, allowing him to rush left and right, but he could never escape.
Although one or two sword rays could not do anything to him, Murong Fu believed that there is a limit to everything. At worst, it will drain the opponent's internal energy. At that time, it will be like a skillful woman who cannot make a meal without straw. No matter how good her light skills are, she will not be able to do anything.
It is absolutely impossible to escape. Anyway, he has the backing of Beiming Divine Skill, and his internal strength is deeper than Hassan.
For a moment, the sword energy was swaying in the sky above Shenhe Village, the sword light flashed, and the chissing and hissing sounds were heard endlessly. The sound was so loud that even people tens of feet away from Shenhe Village could feel the heart-stopping sound.
breath.
In the distance, Lin Chaoying stared at Murong Fu intently, fascinated.
Don't get me wrong, she was not attracted by Murong Fu's appearance, but there was an indescribable mysterious charm in his movements. But after thinking about it carefully, she couldn't understand anything. She felt that she was very close to that door.
, and very far.
Hassan's figure was gradually submerged by the sword light, and he could only vaguely see a twisted black shadow.
Murong Fu didn't dare to be careless, and was about to step forward to replenish his sword. Suddenly, a piercing scream came out. The roar was extremely loud, carrying a strange wave, shaking the void, and all the sword lights were
A moment of condensation.
Even Murong Fu couldn't help but pause. The voice seemed to hit his soul directly, causing him to feel a brief dizziness in his mind.
This feeling only lasted for a moment. Murong Fu recovered quickly. He held the hilt of the sword with both hands and mobilized all his true energy to strike with a sword. Immediately, the shadow of a five- to six-foot-long giant sword condensed out of thin air and slashed straight down.
, the momentum is comparable to a mountain splitting, so amazing.
But in the end, he was still half-delayed because of the whistling sound. His giant sword was still in the air, and a gap had already opened in the center of the sword light. Then Hassan's body shook, turning into a black line and flying out, with several flashes.
Create a distance of more than ten feet.
There was a loud "bang", the giant sword fell, and smoke and dust were everywhere. Wherever it passed, the flowers, plants and trees were turned into dust, the houses and buildings were in pieces, and all the sword light and sword shadows also disappeared.
In just a few breaths, Shi Shui Pavilion and even the area of more than ten feet in radius were already devastated and collapsed. After this battle, they must be rebuilt. I don’t know if the underground palace will be affected. What if the underground palace
Collapse would be a disaster.
Murong Fu felt distressed and worried at the same time. He turned to look at Hassan and couldn't help being furious. He saw that the black cloth covering Hassan's face had been torn away, revealing a barbarian face, with curly beard and hair slightly scattered.
He was quite embarrassed, but his body was intact. Apart from the minor injuries he suffered earlier, his clothes were not even torn.
Hassan's face was a little pale, his light blue pupils were shining with a faint light, and he looked quite penetrating. He took a deep look at Murong Fu, and without saying a word, he turned around and jumped towards the outside of Shenhe Village.
"How dare you!" Murong Fu's heart skipped a beat and he yelled angrily. He stepped out. At this moment, he pushed the Shukuchi Technique to the extreme. At the same time, he also took the risk of using the two Qinggong luck techniques of using the void to control the wind.
Quite different. This is the same as other kung fu. It is extremely dangerous to operate at the same time. But now he can't care so much. If he really let Hassan kill someone, it would be too late to regret it.
Unexpectedly, he had just activated two mental methods, and his internal energy suddenly lost control. Instead of going through the normal meridians, it rushed towards the center of the eight extraordinary meridians, where there was an idle meridian.
This meridian is extremely wide, going straight from the center of the eyebrows to the lower yin. It was a meridian that was opened when he first practiced the Taixuan Sutra. Since he re-cultivated the Taixuan Sutra, he has not practiced the Taixuan Sutra again. This meridian also strangely closes and hides itself.
It didn't appear again until he reached the Transformation Realm again, but none of his martial arts required the use of this meridian, so it had been idle all the time, not wanting the true energy to flow in for no reason at this time.
"Have you gone crazy?" Murong Fu felt anxious. Seeing Hassan running further and further away, he subconsciously took a step forward.
With just one step, he crossed the space and appeared more than ten feet away.
Murong Fu was startled, his body felt weightless, but he didn't want to think too much at the moment. He immediately took another step, still more than ten feet away. After doing this several times, he had arrived not far behind Hassan.
Hassan looked back and was shocked. How could this kid be so fast all of a sudden?
After all, he was a master of the Transformation Realm. He quickly calmed down. While leaping forward, his wrist shook slightly, his shadowless threads instantly stretched, and he slashed towards Murong Fu in the middle. His speed was extremely fast.
Murong Fu didn't panic anymore, he fired a sword energy casually, and in a flash, he appeared not far from Hassan. He smiled slightly and said, "Mr. Hassan, you don't seem to be very fast at this speed.
, if you don’t have any unique tricks, you will lose.”