Could it be that this man has forgotten all the swordsmanship of the previous Western Xia warrior?
As soon as this idea came to mind, a group of people thought it was ridiculous. How could there be such a person in the world, who could forget all their martial arts skills just by looking at them?
However, if this is not the case, how can we explain what is happening before us?
Murong Fu was disdainful at first, thinking that the man in front of him was really arrogant. Did he think that he could surpass him in swordsmanship? But after a breath, Murong Fu's expression changed drastically, and the solemn expression on his face was like a ball of thick ink.
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The kung fu of this man in front of me is truly incredible!
Duan Yu was even more surprised and said: "It turns out that Mr. Jing can also use a sword in addition to palm skills. I didn't expect that an apricot branch can have such power. Although it is not a sword, it is better than a sword."
Although Duan Yu has never practiced martial arts, the internal energy accumulated in his body has already exceeded the number of Jiazi.
Even though he couldn't mobilize as he wished, with this profound skill, he could clearly see the situation on the field.
From the cut apricot branch, Duan Yu felt a breathtaking sword intent. He had never encountered this feeling before, so he didn't know how to describe it. He just attributed it to the Xiaoyao Sect.
Kung Fu is mysterious.
In the lightning flash, Murong Fu only received three swords, but his arms were trembling, and he was sweating profusely as he tried to pull out the sword, thinking: "How can his sword be so fast!"
Jingzhou's sword was not only extremely powerful, but also extremely fast. It also had an indescribable strange feeling that made Murong Fu feel in a trance.
"How can there be such swordsmanship in this world?"
"This person is definitely not an unknown person!"
Murong Fu screamed in his heart, but his heart was full of timidity.
When it comes to swordsmanship, Murong Fu felt that although he could not be called the "Sword God", he was still enough to be proud of all the heroes in the world.
If it wasn't for his internal strength being slightly lacking, it wouldn't matter if he was the Sword God!
But now that he saw Jing Zhou's swordsmanship, the pride in his heart was crushed bit by bit.
Even if the same sword technique was used by Jingzhou, the power was much greater than that used by him. How could Murong Fu accept this!
The branches were blessed by Jingzhou's internal power, and the sword energy criss-crossed, and the sword intent became more pressing. Under the pressure of the branches, Murong Fu retreated one after another.
There was just a "click" sound, and after Murong Fu took a few moves from Jing Zhou, the long sword in his hand was cut in two by the tree branch, and the sword energy flew along Murong Fu's neck without losing its force.
Murong Fu shouted fiercely, stretched out his hand more quickly, and an invisible finger force came out, hitting the sword energy. There was a muffled "bang" sound, like rolling thunder, dust flying, and the energy dispersed in all directions.
Murong Fuyi's robe encouraged him.
This finger was actually Murong Fu's desperate use of the family's combined finger. However, in a hurry, he was unable to use this finger technique with much power. Although it offset the sword energy, his body did not feel good.
, my chest felt extremely tight and painful, and as soon as my throat became hot, a smell of blood immediately came up.
"this..."
"Is that really just a branch?"
At this time, many people no longer knew how to describe what was happening in front of them.
How can you practice swordsmanship to such an extent?
If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they wouldn't all believe it. If someone said this, many people would shake their heads and debate, and maybe even ridicule.
He cut off Murong Fu's weapon with one sword, and Jingzhou sent it with another sword. This ordinary swordsmanship from hundreds of schools, in his hands, was like a peerless swordsmanship, with some indescribable meaning.
, the tip of the branch is filled with several inches of sword energy.
Seeing that the sword energy was about to fall on him, Murong Furong didn't think much. He bit his teeth and used the Dou Zhuan Xing Shi. He moved his hands forward, and a force of strength came from his hands to move the branches in Jing Zhou's hands.
A few inches, just grazing his face.
"Hey, you are a bit extraordinary."
Just now, Murong Fu not only moved the apricot branch away, but Jing Zhou also felt a force rebounding along his arm.
With a movement of his internal strength, he suppressed the external force.
This Star Shift is indeed the martial arts that made Murong Longcheng famous. It can not only transfer the strength and direction of the opponent's moves, but also rebound the opponent's internal force. This alone is far superior to the Great Shift of the Universe.
"Yes, your hand is worthy of praise."
"In that case, you can try a few more swords from me."
Jing Zhou's sword momentum changed, and his sword moves were extremely sharp. The originally gray sword energy turned into a clear light.
Seeing that this sword was more powerful than the previous swords, especially the clear light, it actually made Murong Fu smell the danger of death. How could he dare to fight again!
It would be great if the man in front of me could be captured and given to the Queen Mother of Xixia, but if he died, there would be no need to talk about the great cause of restoring the country!
Before the Jingzhou Sword arrived, Murong Fu felt frightened. He bit the tip of his tongue and braced himself. He immediately mobilized all his strength to move the sword away, sending it back through his arms.
With so much strength, he suddenly ran away.
"Li Yanzong...you...you!!!" Helian Tieshu said "you, you, you" several times, pointing in the direction Murong Fu fled, and was so angry that he could not speak.
Earlier, Li Yanzong had shouted that he should not be afraid, saying that he would capture the arrogant man in front of him and send him to him. But now that he was done, he ran away without saying a word!
Jingzhou looked at the smear of blood on the branch and secretly thought it was a pity.
If Mo Rongfu hadn't taken his life too seriously and had too many concerns when taking action, relying on the passage of time, he might have been able to sustain a few more moves.
Qiao Feng doesn't weigh too much in situations. He is proactive, gets stronger the more he fights, and fights against evil. This actually stimulates his countless potentials and makes his martial arts beyond his original level.
On the other hand, Murong Fu was burdened with too much hatred of his family and country. When fighting against others, he had to think about the pros and cons of Dayan. He thought too much about it and fell behind in martial arts.
"Sir, how should we deal with these people?"
"Of course I'll kill them all!"
"These people have offended the master. If I kill them with one sword, wouldn't it be an advantage to them?"
"Then cut off the limbs and pierce the Dantian."
The four girls, Bamboo, Plum, Orchid and Chrysanthemum, chattered to each other, and their words were even more lawless, not caring about the Beggar Clan or the Western Xia warriors at all.
"Fart! You...how dare you kill us all!"
A man in the forest immediately cursed, and before he could say another sentence, the plum sword jumped in front of him and stabbed him to death with one strike.
Duan Yu was even more horrified. He didn't expect that the four sisters who looked bright and beautiful could be so cruel and would kill at every turn. How was this different from Mrs. Wang of Mantuo Villa?
Besides, both the Beggar Clan and Yipintang are among the most powerful forces. If they were to be killed, wouldn’t they be creating a huge trap?
But he didn't know that these four girls had been growing up in Lingjiu Peak, so how could they understand the ways of the world.
The four of them only knew that their master was Tian. They listened to Tong Lao and Jing Zhou's orders and were loyal to them. As for the others, except for the people from Thirty-six Cave and Seventy-two Islands, the four girls had little contact with them.
Moreover, it was not like they had never killed people from the Thirty-six Cave and Seventy-two Islands in Piaomiao Peak. At this time, they only regarded the group of people in the forest as slaves like Boss Wu.
Jingzhou turned around and swept towards the group of Xixia people. Every warrior who caught his eye turned away.
"Let's forget about these beggars."
As soon as he finished speaking, the four girls, Bamboo, Plum, Orchid and Chrysanthemum, rushed into the crowd. They heard screams one after another. After a while, the smell of blood filled the entire apricot forest.