Ding Chunqiu only felt numbness in his wrist, and then he lost all feeling in one hand. When he reacted, he felt as if his wrist had been stung by a poisonous bee, and his whole wrist hurt.
He exerted force suddenly, gritted his teeth and took his hand back. He was annoyed but he mocked: "You don't know the heights of heaven and earth. I have already practiced poisonous skills to the realm of transformation. How can you easily offend? You
With this touch just now, I am afraid that the poisonous gas has almost reached the heart veins! Remove one arm quickly, maybe you can save a life!
"Ding Chunqiu, Ding Chunqiu. As a Taoist disciple, haven't you heard that well frogs cannot speak to the sea, and summer insects cannot speak to the ice? Use your little poison to poison rats, spiders, cockroaches, etc.
The thing is still good. Want to hurt me? Another thirty years of training will be useless!"
Murong Fu was dressed in a robe without any wind, and the majestic Beiming Qi burst out of his body, and his whole aura suddenly increased a lot.
Xuannan and others exchanged glances, and they all saw a hint of fear in each other's eyes.
Xuan Ji was the first to break the silence: "Senior brother, I believe it now. You are right. There is probably someone else who killed senior brother Xuan Bei."
Xuan Tong clicked his tongue and said in surprise: "It seems that he showed mercy last time he fought with the three of us. If he really has murderous intentions, how can we three brothers survive?"
Xuan Dong said: "There are talented people in every generation. Alas, we old guys are also being outclassed by young people. If Senior Brother Abbot had seen this man's martial arts, he would never think that Junior Brother Xuanbei was killed by him."
Ding Chunqiu's eyes were slightly glazed over. Only he who was closest to Murong Fu could feel the oppressive feeling, as if a mountain was pressing down on him, which even affected his breathing to a certain extent.
"Beiming Magic! The old thief's Beiming Magic! He even passed this on to you!"
"You talk like an 'old thief', which makes me really angry. I have no choice but to knock out one of your teeth first to shut you up!"
Murong Fu smiled lightly and said in the same calm tone, paired with the harshest words.
As Murong Fu spoke, the movements of his hands were not slow at all. While talking and laughing, he struck directly at Ding Chunqiu's face with a "seeing a dragon in the field" palm.
Before the palm could reach him, the fierce and fierce wind of the palm had already blown Ding Chunqiu's white hair into all directions.
Everyone on the field was shocked, especially Qiao Feng, who couldn't help but exclaimed: "Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms?!"
The onlookers were talking a lot. Even those who had never seen the Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon, after Qiao Feng reminded them, they realized that what Murong Fu was using now was the secret skill of the Beggar Clan.
Surprised, I couldn't help but marvel. Everyone knew that the Gusu Murong family knew hundreds of martial arts in the world, but they didn't expect that they could even learn the secret skills of the Beggar Clan that were passed down from generation to generation by the leaders of the Beggar Clan.
As soon as Qiao Feng finished speaking, he felt something was wrong.
At first glance, the one Murong Fu was using was indeed the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, but upon closer inspection, there were still many discrepancies in the subtleties. He had practiced the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms for more than ten years, and his skills had reached the level of transformation. Naturally,
You can see these small differences.
However, after he breathed a sigh of relief, he was shocked again. The Beggar Clan's Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms were only passed down orally between the old and new leaders. There was no secret book in existence at all, not to mention that it was impossible with Murong Fu's identity.
He ran to steal the secret book. Then there is only one explanation, that is, after two sessions of practice, Murong Fu had figured out the moves of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms and was able to use them!
Moreover, judging from the actual effect, it is not like a beginner, but it is already 60 to 70% warm!
"Brother Murong's martial arts talent is really amazing!"
Qiao Feng thought to himself.
He was magnanimous, but he did not think at all that the other party was secretly learning his own martial arts. Instead, he felt that Murong Fu's Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms against Ding Chunqiu was also a show of strength for the Beggar Clan.
Ding Chunqiu struggled to resist, and was almost hit in the face by the fierce palm wind several times, resulting in a swollen face and tooth loss.
He roared angrily: "How can we use the martial arts of another sect when we are fighting within our sect!"
Murong Fu sneered and said: "You don't even recognize our sect's Xiao Wuxiang Kung Fu, so why do you still have the nerve to call yourself a disciple of the Xiaoyao Sect?!"
When everyone heard the "Small Phaseless Skill", they were even more surprised: Could it be that what Murong Fu used was not the Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms? But judging from the moves, they were exactly the same!
"Next, let you see the "world in one's sleeve" of the Shaolin School!"
While talking and laughing, Murong Fu's two broad sleeves suddenly fluttered, like a big eagle spreading its wings.
In the blink of an eye, Murong Fu had already fought Ding Chunqiu more than a dozen times.
The principle of this Shaolin stunt is very simple. It is to use the cover of the sleeves and use the palms of both hands to punch. Punches can hurt people, and sleeves and robes can also hurt people. At the same time, because of the cover of the sleeves,
The opponent is completely unable to judge the punch path and palm technique, so it is difficult to spot the move.
"I used it in front of him once! He actually learned it?!"
Xuannan's eyes were full of disbelief.
With their knowledge of martial arts, it was impossible to imagine that Murong Fu used Xiaowu Xiang Gong to imitate the moves of the universe in his sleeves. During those few days of reading in Langhuanfu Land, Murong Fu had already mastered the seventy-two unique moves one by one.
Keep it in mind and use it with the Xiao Wu Xiang function, wouldn't it be easy to use?
Ding Chunqiu was caught off guard and received multiple slaps from Murong Fu.
Although he has a bad character, he is still considered a master-level figure in the martial arts world. These slaps in the face have disgraced him.
He screamed fiercely and attacked with all his strength. He had long forgotten the rules of duel between fellow sects, and used all kinds of evil magic techniques one by one. However, no matter how hard he struggled, he was just incapable and furious. Murong Fu was like a cat playing with a mouse, and Ding Chunqiu's
The moves were interrupted one by one, and several handfuls of his beard were pulled off.
At this time, Ding Chunqiu's gorgeous robe had been torn into strips in the fight, and his long flowing beard had also been torn to pieces. How could he still have the fairy-like posture in the previous painting?
It is not an exaggeration to say that he is an old beggar from the Beggar Clan.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Bao Bubu saw that Murong Fu had the upper hand and couldn't help but taunted: "Ding Chunqiu, don't you call yourself Xingxu Old Immortal? Why do you look like a mangy dog now?"
I think you should change your name to Xingxiu Old Dog, Xingxiu Old Trash!"
A group of Xingxiu disciples who were originally making a big fuss and building a platform for their master were so frightened that they couldn't speak when they saw their master's miserable appearance. Their eyes were darting around, and they were secretly planning where to escape later.
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"I'm not willing to accept it, I'm not willing to accept it, I'm not willing to accept it!"
Ding Chunqiu looked crazy and attacked Murong Fu desperately, assuming a desperate posture.
Murong Fu did not expect that Ding Chunqiu's character would actually act like a desperado. He was in a hurry for a while, but actually allowed the other party to bring the situation back a little, and a deadlock was formed for a while.
Ding Chunqiu saw the right moment and struck Wang Yuyan behind Wu Yazi with a tiny ray of fire.
Murong Fu was caught off guard and quickly dodged and stood in front of Wang Yuyan. Beiming's zhenqi swayed and dispelled the ray of fire invisible.
"No! This old monster is going to run away!"
When Murong Fu understood Ding Chunqiu's intention, Ding Chunqiu was already at the mouth of the valley.
Seeing that the traitor was about to escape in the next second, Qiao Feng roared: "Where to run!"
In a flash, Qiao Feng's tall figure appeared behind Ding Chunqiu. The internal energy of his palms surged, and he slapped Ding Chunqiu's heart sealing acupoint. Even though Ding Chunqiu had strong internal energy, this palm slap made Ding Chunqiu's blood flow wildly.
Vomiting, his body suddenly went limp.
Qiao Feng pinched Ding Chunqiu's neck and raised the old monster above his head: "I, the old leader of the Beggar Clan, Wang, was injured at the hands of you, this old monster. Today, God is lucky to send you, this old monster, to the Central Plains. You are already dead."
When you arrive, do you still want to leave alive?"
With that said, he threw Ding Chunqiu with great force, and he was thrown into the field. Ding Chunqiu had already been seriously injured in the previous fight, and he was slapped by Qiao Feng again. He was already unable to resist, so he fell solidly.
, several bones in his body were broken, and he lay on the ground wailing and unable to get up.