Murong Fu ignored the Imam and turned to Ouyang Feng, "Mr. Ouyang, I haven't asked you to settle the accounts in Xiangyang City, but you came to me on your own initiative. Should I say you are honest or stupid?"
ah."
Ouyang Feng's face changed slightly, his eyes flickered for a while, and he said calmly, "Mr. Murong, she fell by herself that day, it's none of my business."
It is not easy for the arrogant Ouyang Feng to say such words. It is no different from begging for mercy.
The other people looked at him in astonishment, and the Imam couldn't help frowning, "Mr. Ouyang, today he is a turtle in the urn, there is no need to be afraid of him..."
Ouyang Feng ignored the gazes of others and looked straight ahead, "One code means the other. If it wasn't me, it wasn't me. I'm not afraid of anyone, I'm just clarifying this fact."
The other three people were slightly embarrassed, but they couldn't find any words to refute. The most unproven thing in the world is a person's emotions. If he says he is not afraid, can you prove that he is not acting?
Murong Fu couldn't help but want to laugh when he saw this, "Mr. Ouyang, to be honest, I really don't want to kill you."
Ouyang Feng smiled back with an indifferent expression, "I have always admired the young master very much, and I also cannot bear to kill the young master."
Murong Fu shook his head and said nothing, and finally looked at Huo Gong Tou Tuo, "You hunchback is really disappointing. Lao Zhang did not hesitate to risk the rise and fall of the entire Wudang Sect to save your life. You don't know how to cherish it. It's a shame.
People are frustrated."
When Huo Gong Tutuo heard the word "Lao Zhang", he immediately understood that he was referring to Zhang Sanfeng, and he was furious, "Stop talking nonsense, today either you die or I die."
Murong Fu chuckled, "I'm very curious about the grudge between you and Lao Zhang. Why does he 'love' you so much, but you hate him so much?"
"Shut up!" Huo Gong Tutuo couldn't hold back anymore and shouted sharply. He suddenly jumped out and raised his hand to strike a powerful Vajra Palm. The strong force of the palm made the air explode and a strong wind blew.
Murong Fu stood on the same spot, his hair and clothes unmoved. When the palm force came closer, he gently flicked his sleeves and robes, and an invisible force of traction spread out. The powerful and powerful Vajra Palm power was actually strange.
He turned a corner and flew towards Huogong Toutuo.
Huo Gong Tutuo was shocked, and immediately struck out with another palm between the lightning and flints, but in his haste, he couldn't move enough, and with a roar, he flew out with the force of his palm, directly smashing a hole in the wall of the hall.
The other three people couldn't help but take a breath when they saw this scene. Among them, except the Imam, it can be said that Huo Gong Tutuo had the most profound skills and the highest martial arts. Unexpectedly, not one of them had passed under Murong Fu.
During the round, everyone had the intention to quit for a while.
"Don't be nervous, everyone," Imam saw that the situation was not good, and hurriedly reassured him, "This is a great shift in the world of my Ming Cult. It has the effect of four or two strokes of a thousand catties. It was only because of the fire work leader that he accidentally fell into his path. Don't worry, everyone, there are
I'm here, and he can't exert much power with this skill."
Ouyang Feng and King Jinlun immediately remembered that the man next to them was also a member of the Ming Cult, and they breathed a sigh of relief.
At this time, Huo Gong Tou Tuo turned around and ran back with a shameless face. He was so angry that his hair and beard were all spread out, and the flesh on his face was trembling, looking really ferocious.
The Imam was about to open his mouth to dissuade him, but Huo Gong Tutuo didn't give him a chance at all. He punched through his arms with every step. Every step he took left a mark on the Qinghua stone floor. Every time he punched, the void
Everything will become blurred, and the momentum will increase steadily. This is a kind of momentum-building skill that becomes more and more powerful the more you fight.
Murong Fu raised his eyebrows, and a look of surprise flashed across his face, "I didn't expect you to be able to practice external skills to such an extent. If you could integrate the inside and outside into one, I might not be able to play the three-pointer.
It's a pity that in order to pursue the ultimate in external skills, your physical body's potential has long been exhausted, and you have no hope in this life."
The so-called "unity of inside and outside" is actually the same principle as what masters of internal medicine say about the unity of nature and man. When the external skills are practiced "from the outside in" and the internal force is derived, it is necessary to "unify the inside and outside" in order to step into the next step.
Realm, it sounds simple, but in fact no one has ever achieved it, because anyone who practices external skills to the extreme will definitely have some irreparable damage in his body. That is to say, when the external skills become internal skills, the body has already
They are riddled with holes and it is impossible to blend them together.
After Murong Fu finished speaking, Huo Gong Tutuo's momentum had reached its peak. He slowly raised his palm and pushed it out slowly. The movement was very slow, but it had a mysterious charm. In an instant, his momentum surged, and a translucent
The big hand condensed out of thin air and smacked Huogong Toutuo head-on.
With a loud bang, Huo Gong Tou Tuo flew out again. It was still the same hole just now, but the hole had changed. It was no longer a human figure, but the shape of a big hand. The five fingers were clear and clear, but Huo Gong Tou Tuo did not know whether he was alive or dead.
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Murong Fu was very aggressive this time, because once he was besieged by several people, it would not be easy for him. Of course he had to kill one of them first if he had the chance.
There was silence in the room. Huo Gong Tou Tuo did not respond for a long time. It seemed that he was not dead but was about to die. Murong Fu's expression suddenly became a little lonely and he sighed quietly, "Oh, it's really disappointing. Even a slap from me can't help you."
I didn’t accept it, such a person is still alive in the world, how thick-skinned is he..."
Jinlun Dharma King and Ouyang Feng looked a bit ugly. They thought they couldn't block Huo Gong Tutuo's move just now, but they were so vulnerable in front of Murong Fu, so could they take one and a half of his moves? He was so vulnerable
Doesn’t that also include them?
Finally, the Imam couldn't bear it anymore and shouted angrily, "Murong Fu, do you have any martial virtue?"
Murong Fu smiled mockingly, "You bully others with a crowd, plan an ambush, and ask me if I have martial virtue. Tell me, what exactly is martial virtue?"
The expressions of the three of them were suffocated. Jin Lun Dharma King was about to make a few excuses when Murong Fu waved his hand again, "Okay, I'm talking nonsense. You are the ones who came to the door today. Don't blame me for not remembering our old friendship. Let's go."
After saying that, he turned around and walked out.
"Where to go?" The three of them were stunned and asked together.
Murong Fu sneered and said without looking back, "Of course I want to find a geomantic treasure land for the three of you to provide for your descendants... ah, I'm sorry, I forgot that none of the three of you seem to have any descendants."
"You..." The three of them were furious. Ouyang Feng and Jinlun Dharma King simultaneously turned their heads to look at the Imam, and their meaning was self-evident.
The Imam pondered for a long time, "Although this place is remote and few people live, it is the closest to the palace. If this person jumps over the wall in a hurry, something unexpected will inevitably happen. It is naturally a good thing that he is willing to go out of the city to fight."
After saying that, I immediately chased him out.
The remaining two people looked at each other with hesitation. After a while, Ouyang Feng took the lead and said, "Bald Donkey, I'll just tell you the truth. I don't have any big grudge against Murong Fu. There's no need to fight him. Anyway,
I have fulfilled my promise to the Great Khan, and if it is beyond my ability, I will not accompany you."
Although he said this, he had no intention of leaving immediately. He obviously wanted to get Jinlun Dharma King into the water and fish together.
Jin Lun Dharma King didn't seem to hear the word "bald donkey", but instead smiled and said, "Mr. Ouyang spoke quickly, so the young monk told the truth. The young monk had some friendship with the donor Murong, and now the swordsmanship is true, which makes the young monk embarrassed, so he simply told the truth.
If the two don't help each other, let them have a fair duel."
Ouyang Feng secretly rolled his eyes and said, "In that case, why don't you and I find a quiet place to talk?"
It's strange that a rough guy like him who only knows martial arts can actually play chess? In fact, this is also because of the relationship between Jinlun Dharma King. The two did not know each other at the foot of Junshan, and their martial arts were evenly matched, but since Jinlun Dharma King advanced to Zhenyuan
After the situation, Ouyang Feng gradually became no longer his opponent, and the two simply sat down to discuss and decide the winner or loser on the chessboard.
Of course, both of them were martial arts idiots, and their combined chess skills were probably inferior to even Murong Fu's.
King Jinlun's eyes lit up after hearing this, "Okay, last time we couldn't decide the outcome, this time we will fight for 300 rounds."
"I look at the tranquility and tranquility on the city wall, which makes me feel relaxed and happy. Why don't we go to the city tower."
"Just what I wanted."
The two of them walked away hand in hand while chatting and laughing, completely forgetting about Murong Fu.
Let's say that after Murong Fu left the mansion, his figure gradually faded, turning into a white line and rushing towards the nearest city wall, followed closely by a red line, which was the Imam.
The two of them flew forward and backward, reaching the city wall in an instant, and then headed straight out of the city.
On an open grassland to the north of Chang'an City, Murong Fu and the Imam stood several feet apart. Murong Fu leaned slightly, holding the Chixiao Sword that he took out from somewhere with one hand, and said with a smile, "It seems that you
It seems like those two helpers didn’t come with you, how about I wait for you and call them over?”
The Imam's face looked a little ugly, but he waved his hand and said, "No, it's enough to deal with you alone."
"I want to save face and suffer the consequences," Murong Fu said disdainfully, and with a slight thought in his mind, he asked, "Before the fight starts, I have a question to ask you."
The Imam raised his eyebrows slightly, "By coincidence, I also have a question to ask you."
Murong Fu was startled, and a strange color flashed in his eyes, "Then I'll ask first, and you answer first."
The Imam did not doubt that he was there, he thought for a moment and then nodded, "Okay, you ask."
Murong Fu pondered for a moment, "Where is Ah Qing now?"
The Imam was stunned, "Which Ah Qing?"
Murong Fu's expression changed slightly and he said calmly, "That's the Star-Zhaing Elder from your Wolf Alliance. Where is she now?"
The Imam suddenly understood and shook his head, "I don't know."
Murong Fu's face darkened when he heard this, "Are you kidding me?"
"I'm not kidding you. I really don't know the whereabouts of Elder Zhaixing. I only know that she is not in Dadu."
"Isn't she in Dadu..." Murong Fu felt a trace of disappointment in his heart, and still asked unwillingly, "She is your subordinate. How can you not know her whereabouts?"
The Imam sighed with a complicated expression, "She has never been my subordinate, and I don't know her background."
"Oh?" Murong Fu was slightly stunned. When he was about to ask again, the Imam waved his hand slightly, "Now I come to this seat to ask, is it true that I heard that you have the Holy Fire Order in your hand?"
Murong Fu rolled his eyes and replied without hesitation, "Fake."
"Murong Fu, why are you telling lies with your eyes open?"
"Nonsense, if you ask me that, of course I will answer that!"?