"That's all!" Murong Fu shook his head and sighed, "You don't have to make such lame excuses. Just take action if you want. The grudges in the past are nothing."
After saying this, a trace of guilt flashed across Linghu Chong's eyes, he lowered his head and remained silent.
Ren Woxing glanced at Ren Yingying, moved his lips slightly, and said a few words through the voice transmission. Ren Yingying first shook her head, then nodded, and stepped aside.
"There's no need for you losers to get involved!" Ren Woxing looked at Shangguan Yun and others and shouted coldly.
It's not that he doesn't want to compromise the strength of the Sun Moon God Sect, but that these people's martial arts are not at the same level as the three of them. If they attack together, not only will they be of little use, but they will also be unable to perform their best. Of course, Xiang Wentian is not around
this column.
Shangguan Yun and others were so happy that they hurriedly retreated far away. Of course, since what happened to Sang Sanniang, no one dared to escape easily.
Murong Fu put one hand behind his back and made an invitation gesture with the other, "Come on!"
At this time, Dongfang Bubai Lian moved lightly and stepped forward to stand with Murong Fu, but he wanted to attack together with Murong Fu.
Murong Fu glanced sideways at her 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 shook his head and retorted lightly.
"Why, you don't listen to your husband so quickly?" Murong Fu raised his eyebrows, with a sharp light in his eyes.
"Bah, what are you doing, husband? It's so unpleasant!" Dongfang Bubai secretly spat, his face turning red unconsciously. She couldn't remain indifferent to being teased by Murong Fu in front of so many people, and her tone was rather harsh.
He said forcefully, "Don't show off, these people are not fuel efficient."
"Back off!" Murong Fu shouted suddenly, but he didn't move. Suddenly, an invisible energy surged through his body, hitting Dongfang Bubai's waist at the waist.
She was caught off guard and stepped back a few feet. Murong Fu's faint laughter came to her ears, "If you don't want me to spank you in public, you'd better be obedient!"
Dongfang Bubai stomped his feet slightly, but finally did not dare to move forward.
Murong Fu then turned to look at Ren Woxing and the other four, and said lightly, "What are you four waiting for?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Ren Woxing took the lead and struck with his palm. The moves were simple and the palm power was strong. It was obvious that he had used real skills.
Linghu Chong flicked his wrist, and used an ordinary move with Feng Laiyi. Maybe it was because he calmed down now, but the move was very gentle and lacked some edge.
Xiang Wentian stamped his right foot on the ground violently, his body rose into the air, and when he jumped two feet high, he charged down with a single sword in his hand and slashed with unparalleled momentum.
As for the short and fat old man, his body swayed, bringing up a series of afterimages. He raised his sword fingers in his hand, and the golden light on his fingertips flashed, making it appear that it was a powerful fingering technique.
Murong Fu glanced at the four people, rubbed his hands, and then drew out a white sword energy, hanging it in his right hand, and made a sword formula with his left hand. The sword energy swept out like a white whip, and stretched out by a few feet on the way.
In an instant, all four people were within its attack range.
This was an ordinary move to sweep through thousands of armies. The weapon turned into an invisible sword energy. However, the four of them were obviously not ordinary masters. However, when they saw Ren Woxing and the short and fat old man touching the ground with their toes, they jumped up lightly and avoided them.
At the same time as the sword energy, the power of his palms and fingers hit Murong Fu with undiminished power.
Xiang Wentian was in the air and couldn't turn around, so he had to press the single sword in his hand a little. A half-foot-long sword suddenly stretched out from the blade, attacking and defending, both attacking and attacking Murong Fu.
Sword Qi Long Whip.
Linghu Chong, on the other hand, trembled with his long sword, flipped it in the air, struck hard on the sword energy, and gave up the attack on Murong Fu.
Murong Fu's sword-qi whip broke into several pieces in response, and in the blink of an eye, the attacks of Ren Woxing and the other three people were in front of him.
In the midst of the lightning and flint, Murong Fu leaned his upper body back, put his hands up and down in front of his chest, and a thin light gold aura appeared out of thin air around his body.
"Dang Dang Dang" three times, the three people's attacks hit the golden air shield. A sound like the clash of gold and iron sounded, causing golden ripples to spread in all directions. The three people felt their arms were slightly numb and their bodies were unconscious.
Was bounced several steps away.
"What kind of martial arts is this?" Ren Woxing's eyes narrowed and he couldn't help but look at the short, fat old man.
The pudgy old man's eyes moved slightly, and he said with a hint of surprise, "This... this seems to be the Dragon Elephant Wave Ruo Gong, a magical skill of the Western Regions Tantric Sect. I don't know what the specific moves are!"
A look of surprise flashed across Murong Fu's face, and he looked at the short and fat old man with more curiosity. Not only did this man have extraordinary martial arts skills, he also seemed to have quite a lot of knowledge.
, it has been used many times at critical moments, but no one has ever recognized it. Today is the first time that someone has told the story.
"I don't believe that his tantric magical power can block the star-absorbing magic!" Ren Woxing snorted coldly, his hands suddenly changed, and when he held his palms in the air, a suction force was generated.
A look of disdain flashed across Murong Fu's eyes. He spread out his hands and dispersed the small Kasyapa aura. He then reached out with one hand and Lingxu grabbed it.
Ren Woxing felt that his hands were being sucked by a stronger suction force, and the internal energy in his Dantian was about to move. He felt like it was about to rush out of his meridians. However, before he could make any response, he staggered and leaned involuntarily.
Xiang Murongfu.
At this time, Xiang Wentian, who was standing on the side, held the handle of the knife with both arms, and slashed at Murong Fu's arm with the knife. The strong wind roared loudly, and the air was squeezed to make a buzzing and popping sound.
If this sword was struck, Murong Fu would definitely lose an arm, so he had no choice but to withdraw his Beiming Divine Skill, take a step forward with his left foot, and point upward with the sword of his left hand.
The angle of this finger was mastered so well that even though Xiang Wentian could react, his moves were old and it was too late to change them. He only heard two "chichi" sounds, and he was missing, and the Quchi two points were blocked by Murong Fu.
After one poke, Den felt his arm was numb and he couldn't use any strength. The sword fell to the ground with a clang.
Murong Fu hit him with one blow, and he took advantage of it. He extended his left hand forward, and the back of his hand shook his chest. At the same time, he kicked his lower abdomen with a strong wind from his right foot.
Xiang Wentian couldn't hold on anymore and was thrown away like a sack.
Murong Fu was about to go up and touch up his legs, when two strong winds hit him from the right, one was a fiery and masculine finger force, and the other was an extremely sharp sword energy.
Murong Fu didn't need to look at him to guess who was taking action. He immediately leaned back, used Tie Banqiao, and made a semicircle in the air. Sure enough, the people who took action were none other than Linghu Chong and the short, fat old man.
"One Yang Finger!" A look of surprise flashed across Murong Fu's face. The fingering technique used by this short and fat old man was actually the One Yang Finger, and his attainment was extremely profound, reaching the eighth level.
In the midst of the lightning and flint, Murong Fu couldn't allow himself to think too much. He immediately put his hands on the ground and turned over suddenly. His legs were placed on the arms of the two men. With a strange twist, the two men's attacks instantly changed their trajectory, and they fought uncontrollably.
to each other.
But when he heard a rather thick sound of "dang", the sword energy and the force of his fingers collided together. As soon as Linghu Chong's sword energy came into contact with the force of his fingers, a gap was immediately created, and then it melted quickly. In an instant, it was turned into
With nothingness in mind, he pointed towards Linghu Chong with undiminished strength.
Linghu Chong was horrified immediately, but when life and death were at stake, he was surprisingly calm in his heart. He did not dodge or evade, but raised the tip of his sword and slashed towards the short, fat old man's wrist.
The short and fat old man wanted to withdraw his attack, but when he saw Linghu Chong's attack being so cruel, he couldn't help but feel slightly angry. He flicked his wrist and sent out his fingers through the air, but he retracted his fingers.
Linghu Chong didn't know much about Yiyang Finger. A look of surprise flashed through his eyes. He took advantage of the situation and made a move of Boundless Falling Wood. He returned the sword to defend himself. With a "clang" sound, his finger hit the sword hard. Linghu Chong was shocked and couldn't help but
Take a few steps back to dissipate the energy.
"Okay, if I don't hit you, you hit me instead!" Linghu Chong shouted angrily, stretched out his long sword, and was about to step forward again.
"You two!" At this time, Ren Woxing hurriedly called, "You two, don't forget who the enemy is at this moment, why are you fighting on your own!"
The two of them were shocked, and then they remembered that they had just been attacked by Murong Fu's weird moves, so how could they still be so confused and serious about it? They couldn't help but look at Murong Fu in fear, could this person still be so confused?
Anti-witchcraft?
Murong Fu was not at all interested in what the two of them were thinking. He just looked at the short and fat old man with strange eyes and asked, "Who are you? There is no one like you in Tianlong Temple in Dali. Except for Nan Emperor Duan Zhixing, there is no one like you in the world."
No one can cultivate the Yang Finger to the eighth level or above."
"Hehe!" The squat old man's slightly hoarse voice sounded, "Young man can recognize the Eighth Grade Yang Finger, so his knowledge is not too shallow. But who said that only people from the Duan family in the world can recognize this Yang Finger?"
"Don't you want to tell me..." Murong Fu murmured, and then said calmly, "Then just keep this answer and tell the Lord of Hell!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a red light flashed across Murong Fu's face, and the index fingers of his hands suddenly lit up with a blood-red light. The void within a few inches around him suddenly blurred, as if it was being melted.
The pudgy old man's pupils shrank slightly, and he shouted in horror, "Nine-grade one Yang finger? No...that's not right!"
Murong Fu smiled coldly and pointed with two fingers. He saw a flash of red light, and the force of his two fingers was like two red lightning bolts. He came to the short and fat old man in the blink of an eye.
The short, fat old man didn't even have the slightest thought of resisting. He rolled out on the spot. With two "puffs", several pieces of gray cloth flew up. However, several holes were cut in the clothes on his back, but he was not injured.
"What are you two still doing? Are you waiting to die?" the short, fat old man shouted angrily at Ren Woxing and Linghu Chong.
The two of them were stunned for a moment before they came to their senses. There was something in Dugu's Nine Swords that could break the power of his fingers and deceive his body. Therefore, Linghu Chong's first reaction was to rush forward and fight closely, but for Ren Woxing
This old Jianghu has its own unique fighting experience. For a moment, the two of them stepped forward in unison, using their palm power and sword energy one after another.