After untying the acupuncture points of Ding Busan and Ding Busi, the two of them went limp and collapsed on the ground. At this moment, their faces were extremely complicated, including anger, annoyance, and distress, but they did not dare to show any trace of hatred.
They knew how ruthless Murong Fu was, and they originally planned to commit suicide tonight after failure. However, when things came to an end, they found that they still had too much reluctance to leave this world, and Ding Busi still had his unfulfilled wish.
Now, Ding Jun is only in his cardamom years and has not tasted the ups and downs of the world, while Ding Busan cannot let go of the other two.
After thinking for a long time, he sighed helplessly, and Ding Busan said, "Ding Yan, it's all because of grandpa's incompetence that you have been wronged."
"Yes, girl, Fourth Grandpa is even more incompetent..."
Ding Yan shook his head, with tears shining in the corners of his eyes, "Grandpa, Fourth Grandpa, Ding Yan can no longer live happily with you in the future, and you don't have to worry about Ding Yan. I heard that Jiangnan is beautiful, and I have long wanted to go and play."
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"Ding Ding Dang Dang, are you leaving me?" Suddenly a trance-like voice sounded.
Everyone turned to look, but it was Shi Potian who opened and closed his mouth and murmured. There was a lot of sweat on his forehead and his body was shaking slightly. It was a sign that he was about to go crazy. He seemed to be able to hear everyone's conversation.
He kept calling Ding Ding's nickname.
Murong Fu's expression changed slightly, and he hurriedly fired a blast of force, completely knocking Shi Potian unconscious.
"Brother Tian!" Ding Yan couldn't help but call out, glanced at Shi Potian reluctantly, and finally looked away, with two lines of tears slowly flowing down his face.
Next, Murong Fu concocted a lot of Beihai Stone as usual, and he didn't let him go until he promised that the Changle Gang would respect the orders of the Murong family from now on.
"The harvest tonight is really good!" After everything was over, Murong Fu breathed a long sigh of relief, laughed loudly, and took the lead out of the secret passage. Ding Jue and brothers Bu San Bu Si must have some farewell words to say, and he also
Don't be too inhumane.
Half an hour later, in front of Changle's shop, Murong Fu stood with his hands behind his hands, followed by Ding Jue, looking back from time to time with a look of reluctance on his face.
"Let's go," Murong Fu said calmly and walked forward casually.
Ding Dang looked at Murong Fu's back, her face changed again and again, and finally she followed him. She wanted to die, but she was afraid that Murong Fu would deal with her two grandfathers.
In fact, it was because of Murong Fu's grasp of their mentality that he decided to let Ding Busan and Ding Busi go. With Ding Jue by her side, the Ding brothers did not dare to make any more troubles, let alone
He didn't dare to leak out the story about the Heavenly Sword on Xia Ke Island, and Ding Yan would stay at Murong's house with all his heart.
After returning to the camp, it was already daylight, and Murong Fu was not resting. He continued on his way. Although everyone was very curious about the sudden appearance of Ding Dang, they did not say much. After all, Xiao Zhao and Murong Fu were the only ones among the crowd.
The relationship is the closest, and Xiao Zhao has a weak character who doesn't talk much, so naturally no one dares to ask.
"Eh?" After walking for a while, Murong Fu suddenly paused and let out a light sigh.
"Sir, what's wrong?" Xiao Zhao beside him asked aloud.
A strange look flashed across Murong Fu's face, he pondered for a while, then smiled and said, "I met an acquaintance."
"Acquaintance?" Xiao Zhao was a little confused. He listened carefully for a while, and then he discovered that there was a faint sound of metal and metal clashing a few miles away in the east. It was obvious that someone was fighting. It was just the acquaintance that the young master said.
, who could it be?
Murong Fu smiled and said, "I'm not too familiar with them. We have met them once. Let's go and ignore them."
Everyone felt confused, but they didn't say anything and continued to move forward.
However, after only walking a few steps, Murong Fu stopped again, turned his head and looked towards the dense forest to the east, murmuring, "Why is Mochou here too?"
"Miss Mochou?" Xiao Zhao knew Li Mochou, but he only knew that she was Murong Fu's eldest disciple and had a very high status in Shenhe Village. The servants all called her "Mochou"
"Miss", I don't know anything else.
Since Li Mochou was here, Murong Fu couldn't ignore it and immediately led everyone to the east.
For Murong Fu and his party, the distance of seven or eight miles was only a quarter of an hour. Not long after, everyone saw figures swaying in the dense forest ahead, and sword lights flying. It seemed that a group of monks in yellow robes were besieging them.
who.
Murong Fu's face darkened slightly, and his pace quickened a bit. As he got closer, there was a loud "clanging" sound, air waves were rolling, dust was flying, and the fight was particularly fierce.
"Amitabha, who is the donor? Southern Shaolin is exterminating demons and defending the way. It is better not to come forward to avoid hurting innocent people." At this moment, two voices suddenly flashed in front of Murong Fu and others, blocking their way.
, said solemnly.
"Hahaha..." Murong Fu laughed angrily, "I want to see what kind of demons are eliminated in Southern Shaolin and what kind of ways are defended!"
As he spoke, his body shook with strength, and a fierce momentum shot up into the sky, and the two young monks were immediately knocked out.
This movement naturally alarmed the monks who were watching, and they all turned their heads, both surprised and confused.
Murong Fu glanced at them. Most of them were young monks with big and small bags on their shoulders. They seemed to be traveling far away. There were also a few elderly monks among them, with bright eyes.
Shining had good internal strength, but Murong Fu didn't recognize him.
With a cold snort, Murong Fu walked forward slowly, and a group of monks slowly gathered around him. They saw that the two young monks who had previously blocked the road had been beaten to death, and they knew that the people who came were evil.
"Stop!" a senior monk shouted, quickly came to Murong Fu's body, bowed and saluted, "Amitabha, please don't blame the donor for being disrespectful. I don't know why the donor is here?"
Murong Fu didn't say anything, and took a step forward. A series of shadows passed by the old monk in an instant, but the old monk let out a muffled groan and flew away.
The faces of the monks changed greatly, and they were about to take action. Several figures suddenly appeared from behind Murong Fu, and after a "crackling", they all flew out and lay on the ground wailing.
The remaining monks didn't dare to take action. Murong Fu took a step forward and they took a step back. The skills of these people were probably only the abbot and the masters could handle.
Murong Fu ignored them and walked to the middle of the field. He raised his eyes and saw a hint of surprise in his eyes. He saw three figures in cassocks besieging a slim figure in a white dress and a veil.
These three monks were no strangers to Murong Fu, but they were Master Fang Zheng, the abbot and abbot of Southern Shaolin. Among the four great monks, he had Kongzhi and Emptiness. It was just now that he noticed the pure Yi Jin Jing in Master Fang Zheng.
I only recognized his identity through his breath, but I didn't expect there were two other people.
As for the graceful figure, it is naturally Li Mochou.
The four people in the field are fighting fiercely. Kongxing has a dragon-clawed hand with many changes. The fingers are getting harder and harder. The strong wind is fierce and fierce. Wherever it passes, the void is scratched with white marks. Thinking of that slender figure, as long as it takes
If you are caught, your muscles and bones will be broken.
Kong Zhi was using the wood-burning sword technique, one of the seventy-two unique skills of Shaolin, but he saw a piece of wood in his hand, which was no different from a real sword. The fiery red sword energy flew sharply.
The original principle of this wood-burning knife technique is to use extremely fast knife techniques to generate heat and fire, thereby injuring people. However, in order to achieve this, the requirements for the knife are very high, but this Kongzhi's internal power is extremely deep, and Burning
The wooden sword technique has been cultivated to an extremely mysterious level. After cutting out the sword energy one after another, it can still keep the wooden branches intact, which is really admirable.
As for Master Fang Zheng, the shadow of the palm in his hand is ever-changing. He often strikes out a palm lightly, and it will turn into dozens of palms in an instant. The changes are complicated and endless. Sometimes it is light wind and drizzle, sometimes it is a violent storm. It is hard to guard against it. It is seventy.
The second unique skill is Thousand-Armed Tathagata Palm.
In addition, Master Fang Zheng has been practicing the Yi Jin Jing so far. Although he has not achieved great success, he is still very powerful. His palm power is not scattered, and it moves continuously. The heart beats and the force is released. It is accumulated and released, which is wonderful and natural.
The three people attacked Li Mochou from front to back. The attacks were as long as the tide and came out like thunder. Li Mochou's body was like a small boat in the huge waves of the sea. When the waves were raging, it would inexplicably go to directions that no one expected.
When I step on it, my body looks graceful and graceful.
Since Li Mochou became Murong Fu's sect, she has been taught several magical skills. In addition to the Divine Foot Sutra and Lingbo Weibu, which he taught her at the beginning, Murong Fu later taught her the Yi Jin Gu Teng Pian and Xiao Wu Xiang Kung Fu.
As for the tricks, the Murong family's Huan Shi Shui Pavilion allowed Li Mochou to come and go freely.
Therefore, Li Mochou is now among the top five masters in the entire Yanziwu. Apart from Murong Fu, Murong Xue and Wang Yuyan who practiced the Yi Jin Jing Dacheng, Li Mochou is basically the one with the highest martial arts.
This is also the reason why she was able to fight Huang Yaoshi, one of the Five Ultimate Skills, against hundreds of moves without losing.
Even so, if the three eminent monks of Southern Shaolin attack together, there are still dangers. Needless to say, Kongxing and Kongzhi. After decades of intensive study of the seventy-two Shaolin stunts, Master Fang Zheng has reached the pinnacle of both internal strength and moves.
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The fight between the four seemed to have entered a state of selflessness, but the movement that happened just now did not attract their attention.
After watching for a while, Murong Fu frowned slightly. The cooperation of the three great monks was not very clever, but they were better because of their extremely high skills. Although Li Mochou could quickly restore her internal strength with the help of Lingbo Weibu, her mental and physical strength was not good enough.
There is no way to recover. If this continues, sooner or later you will be defeated.
Moreover, judging from the appearance of these three people, they seemed to have some sworn hatred against Li Mochou. Their moves were extremely powerful. Once hit, they would be seriously injured even if they were not dead.
The four of them are all the top masters in the world, so the power of their attacks will naturally not be reduced. The forest is already devastated. Suddenly, after Li Mochou dodged Kongxing's claw, she used her energy to change her moves.
At this moment, a backhand sword was directed at Li Mochou's wrist. But at this moment, Kong Zhi shook the branch in his hand, and suddenly a scorching sword energy slashed towards Li Mochou's wrist.
A look of helplessness flashed in Li Mochou's eyes. She had used this trick of besieging Wei and rescuing Zhao dozens of times. Every time she saw a flaw in one of them and was about to take action, the other one attacked her.
The key point is, when will this endless situation end?
With a fierce heart, Li Mochou flashed a white light on her arm, accumulating true energy. With a flick of her wrist, a cold star on the tip of the sword lit up, but it was pointed at Kongxing's throat, but she was preparing to kill Kongzhi's sword with all her might.
Even if she was injured, she had to get rid of one of the three people first. After being entangled for so long, she had already developed murderous intentions.
"How dare you, witch!" Master Fang Zheng saw her intention and was immediately shocked. The importance of emptiness to Southern Shaolin is undoubted. If he died here, he would no longer have to be the host.
Immediately, his true power surged, and the Yi Jin Sutra was activated to the extreme. In an instant, a majestic internal force gathered in his palm. In his haste, he had no time to move out the Thousand-Armed Tathagata Palm, so he had to shoot it in an ordinary way.
A palm.
Although there is nothing flashy about his palm techniques, his internal strength is extremely proficient, and his aura does not seem to belong to the top palm techniques such as the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.
This palm was directed towards Li Mochou's vest.
"Hmph!" Seeing that Li Mochou was about to die, Murong Fu suddenly snorted coldly, and his voice spread with a strong and sharp internal energy.
A kind of monk around him felt a "buzzing" sound from his intuition, his eardrums hurt, his vision was turned upside down, and he was knocked unconscious.
The movements of the four people in the middle also paused slightly. Murong Fu immediately stood up, as if traveling through space, and in an instant he was behind Kong Zhi and Kong Xing. He turned his hands and drew a circle in the air, creating a huge pulling force.
Born out of thin air.
Then Murong Fu suddenly swung towards the middle, and the two bodies involuntarily drew an arc and crashed into Master Fang Zheng behind Li Mochou.
Murong Fu reached out and took Li Mochou's slender waist into his arms. At the same time, he passed his left hand forward, and with a clear sound of "roar", a golden palm power whizzed out, and with a "bang" sound, it hit the right side.
Prove the master’s palm power.
Kongzhi and Kongxing happened to fall over, and the three of them collided into a ball, and were knocked away due to the force of Murong Fu's palm.
This incident is a long story. In fact, it happened in the midst of lightning and thunder, and it only took a breath or two. None of the four people expected that Murong Fu would suddenly take action, and they were all a little baffled.
When Li Mochou noticed that her body was falling into a man's arms, she immediately stabbed his private parts with her backhand.
Murong Fu's heart tightened, and he almost forgot about Li Mochou's problem. He immediately reached out his hand, put it on his wrist, then slid out a section and flicked the sword lightly.
His three movements of slipping and flicking seemed to have been done thousands of times, like flowing clouds and flowing water. Li Mochou could no longer hold the long sword and was thrown out. The two of them slowly fell to the ground.
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"Master!" Li Mochou reacted immediately and called softly.
"Hmph, it seems that your martial arts progress has been slow during my absence. You can't even defeat these three old men. It really brings shame on my Murong family." Murong Fu snorted lightly and cursed unceremoniously.
Li Mochou didn't seem to care about being hugged so affectionately by Murong Fu. She just turned her head and rolled her eyes at him. Over the years, she didn't know how many times she had heard similar words that hit her, not even a thousand.