The battle in the field has reached a feverish stage. Jiumozhi can defeat five with one, and he can do it with ease. On the other hand, looking at the five buildings of Tianlong Temple, all the faces are solemn, and some people even have fine beads of sweat on their foreheads.
"It seems that the consumption of internal energy by this Six Meridian Divine Sword is really terrifying. No wonder no one has fully practiced it for so many years."
Murong Fu thought to himself.
Thinking of this, Murong Fu couldn't help but make a comparison between the Murong family's secret art "Dou Zhuan Xing Yuan" and "Six Meridians Divine Sword".
It should be said that the former pays attention to using force to strike and strike later, and controls the force to a very fine level. The latter pays attention to change and unstoppability.
If we look purely at the lethality of generals, the full version of the Six Meridians Divine Sword is naturally stronger, but its consumption of internal energy is too terrifying. If you want to use it as you wish, you need to maintain six strands of sword energy in your body at the same time. Duan in the original work
Yu, after absorbing the vast amount of internal energy from all the masters, is still unable to use it freely.
However, Dou Zhuan Xing Yi's internal strength requirements are far less stringent than those of Six Meridians Divine Sword. Judging from actual combat performance, Murong Fu's internal strength level is basically at the bottom among the first-class masters, but he can fight effectively in a short period of time with the help of half-assed Dou Zhuan Xing Yi and top masters.
There are back and forths, and Duan Yu has no highlight moments in the book except for Shaoshishan's battle with Murong Fu. After the war, he was accidentally attacked by Jiumozhi and was injured. Although there is a gap in actual combat experience, it is enough to illustrate the practicality of Dou Chuan Xing Yuan.
It is larger than the Six Meridians Divine Sword.
However, in order to practice both to the highest level, they must be based on strong internal strength, and it just so happened that what Murong Fu lacked was internal strength.
"When this time is over, I must try to practice the Beiming Divine Skill." Murong Fu secretly made up his mind.
Just when Murong Fu felt that everything was over, a heat flow suddenly came from his chest and rushed to his limbs. The feeling of powerlessness caused by the loss of internal energy disappeared instantly, and then a powerful suction force came out, and the original feeling almost disappeared.
All the internal energy returned quickly, just like hundreds of rivers returning to the sea and pouring into the Dantian. The internal energy in Murong Fu's body surged, and it suddenly exceeded his original internal energy reserves, and it was obvious that this internal energy was purer!
Murong Fu looked at Jiumozhi who was getting further away in front of him, with a confused look on his face.
"It's over. Let's go back to Novice Village and start again."
Murong Fu said to himself, "Oh no!" and was about to run away when Jiumozhi moved around and quickly approached Murong Fu.
The monks were silent. In this matter, Tianlong Temple has indeed fallen behind.
This is true for a top master like Jiumozhi who has deep internal energy, let alone Murong Fu. In just a few breaths, Murong Fu lost more than half of his internal energy.
Jiumozhi was about to quibble when Murong Fu said leisurely: "Master, why are you doing this? Isn't it because you want to enter my Murong family's "Huan Shi Shui Pavilion" to see what's going on? Why do you need to go to war like this?"
Murong Fu thought to himself: "Good brother, you are so righteous. I won't call you Duan Duanzi anymore, but don't be so talkative. Come and save me. Come here later?"
Jiumozhi said: "What Mr. Murong and I admire is the swordsmanship of the Six Meridians Divine Sword, not the sword formation of the Six Meridians Divine Sword. Just now, Guisi used the power of six people to make one. To be fair, it seems... hahaha
, I don’t think that the rough rivers and lakes are capable of such things as bullying the few, but Tianlong Temple’s century-old reputation is indeed well-deserved.”
All of this is naturally due to Duan Yu's Beiming Divine Art at work.
At this moment, the situation on the battlefield was reversed. It turned out that Jiumozhi was fighting one against five, and finally could not keep the blue smoke stagnant in the air. The inner force of the sixth flame knife wrapped around the blue smoke like the back of Master Ku Rong's head.
As he was attacking, Duan Yu called out, "Uncle Taishi, be careful." Unexpectedly, Master Kurong didn't dodge, but struck out with his backhand and thumb.
Abbot Benyin asked angrily: "Jiumozhi, what do you mean?"
Ben Yin said: "King Ming, go slowly." He breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, secretly saying that he finally sent this great god away, but it was also strange that Jiumozhi, who was showing off his cruelty in front of everyone just now, why did he leave willingly in the blink of an eye?
Where is it?
Before Murong Fu could finish his thoughts, a figure quickly enlarged in Murong Fu's eyes. The figure was as fast as lightning, and he shouted: "Mr. Murong, I'm here to save you!"
However, before leaving, he couldn't help but glare hatefully at the initiators of all this, Murong Fu and Duan Yu.
Now, if I don't leave and Tianlong Temple discovers the clues, I'm afraid I will have to confess here today. What I need to do now is to return to Tubo as soon as possible and recover as much as possible of the lost internal strength.
After saying that, he just sneered and didn't answer.
However, Murong Fu knew that according to the normal world line, the Six Meridians Divine Sword manual should have been burned, Emperor Baoding was captured, and Duan Yu, that idiot, pretended to be aggressive and was kidnapped by Jiumozhi.
Jiumozhi smiled slightly: "Master Kurong's Zen skills are really powerful. As for the Six Meridians Divine Sword, it's just a false name."
Everything happened in the blink of an eye. Except for Murong Fu, no one had time to react. By the time everyone reacted, Murong Fu had already been caught in the pulse by Jiumozhi, and he looked at everyone in Tianlong Temple helplessly.
A drama that originally had no explanation came to an end in such a hilarious way.
When Jiumozhi heard this, a fierce look flashed in his eyes, which was quickly suppressed.
Murong Fu gasped for air, his back completely wet with sweat.
But Ben Shen argued: "Whether it's swordsmanship or sword formation, when we were comparing swords just now, did King Ming win, or did we, Tianlong Temple, win?"
Murong Fu: Don’t come over!
The scene was silent for a while.
The two sword energy ignored the flame sword energy that was about to reach the back of his head and went straight to Jiumozhi's chest and shoulders. Jiumozhi dodged and used his inner strength to protect his chest, blocking the sword that pierced his chest, but he had no time to care.
On the other side of the road, there was a "swish" sound, the monk's robe was cut open on the shoulder, and blood poured out from the opening.
Therefore, even though he suffered such a huge loss, he could only swallow his anger and swallow this bad breath.
While the two sides were in a stalemate, a voice broke the calm: "Let go of Young Master Murong!"
Jiumozhi did not answer, closed his eyes and meditated silently. After half a cup of tea, he opened his eyes and said, "Of course your temple is better, but the poor monk may not be defeated."
After a long time, Jiumozhi finally got up from the ground. He opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but no words came out. Finally, he said feebly: "The Dali Six Meridians Divine Sword is indeed well-deserved. My trip today is worthwhile, so I say goodbye."
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When everyone heard this, they were quite puzzled. Benyin asked, "What does King Ming mean by this?" Jiumozhi just smiled and said nothing.
When the internal energy finally surged to about three times its original level, the Dantian could no longer contain it, and a stream of air burst out from the whole body, throwing Jiumozhi and Duan Yu away with a bang.
Everyone looked and saw that it was Duan Yu. Jiumozhi didn't recognize Duan Yu and asked, "Where is this young master from?"
That's it? That's the end?
Jiumozhi felt pain in his heart. In just a few short breaths, he estimated that at least forty-five percent of his powerful internal energy had been lost.
Jiumozhi smiled and said: "Abbott, please don't worry. The poor monk had a close friendship with Mr. Murong Bo. Now I see that the son of my old friend has grown up and has the legacy of his father. Therefore, I want to invite the son of my old friend to Tubo to comfort the poor."
The monk misses his old friend."
Master Kurong withdrew his sword energy, and all six letters were cut off. The five books also stopped.
"Hoo ho ho"
Jiumozhi didn't expect that the opponent would be so bold. He was stunned for a moment. He was about to shock the opponent away but found that he couldn't use any strength. At the same time, the internal energy in his body surged in one direction like a tide.
Wu Ben looked at each other, Duan Yu fell to the ground, covering his lower back, the sound of "Ouch" kept coming, Jiumozhi tried to get up from the ground several times, but failed because of weakness in his hands and feet.
Everyone in Tianlong Temple was furious: "If that's the case, I can just invite you if you want. Why are you holding Master Murong's pulse and forcing him with force?"
Jiumozhi thought to himself that he was a disciple of Buddhism, so what did he care about the gentleman? He only thought that the other party was a pedantic scholar, and seeing that the other party did not seem to have any martial arts skills, he did not take him to heart.
After saying that, he waved his sleeves and left.
All this happened so fast, and because everyone on the field was a top player in Dali Kingdom, no one could see what happened for a while.
This time he clasped Murong Fu's wrist just where it met Jiumozhi's tiger's mouth, and just connected with the taiyin tendon of his hand. This time it could be said that the clasp was tight, without any gaps.
Before he finished speaking, Duan Yu had already grabbed Murong Fu's wrist with one hand.
"You don't care who I am, you are such a shameless great monk. You are not a gentleman to hurt people with hidden arrows. Let go of Mr. Murong!"
Abbot Benyin said: "How can I have a false reputation? I hope the master can teach me."
Murong Fu secretly complained in his heart. In the moment just now, Murong Fu used his energy and strength several times to try to break away from the restraints. However, the difference in skill between the two parties was too great. Murong Fu's veins were restrained again. Several attempts were in vain. Tianlong
Everyone in the temple was also anxious and wanted to lend a helping hand, but Murong Fu was in the hands of the other party, and the other party's martial arts was too high. Wu Ben believed that he was fighting alone, and no one was his opponent, so they could only act in a hurry, and the situation became anxious.
Murong Fu wanted to cry but had no tears. What kind of thing is this?
The two sides had competed with each other and had several confrontations before. Everyone in Tianlong Temple treated Jiumozhi with courtesy. This time, they called him by his first name, which obviously made him really angry.
By accident, Murong Fu waved his hand towards Jiumozhi's back: "Master, walk slowly. Come and play when you have time. Pay attention to safety on the road."
Murong Fu: Don’t come over!
Wait a minute, normal world line?
not good!
Jiumozhi staggered and almost fell down.
Murong Fu, on the other hand, looked back at the stunned crowd, and was a little confused for a moment: What, did I say something wrong? Should I go up and help Duan Yu? Well, let's forget it. After all, what happened? Someone gave me a hand.
May I answer it?
Just as he was about to speak, the voice of Master Kurong, who had been facing the wall without turning around, came: "Everyone in Tianlong Temple, thank you Mr. Murong for your generous intervention."