Chapter 166 Leave it to Jiangnan Strange Hero Murong Fu (Part 1)
Not Zheng Tiangong!
Sikong Jian noticed something strange about the person coming at the moment of the fight. Although the figure was undoubtedly Hengjiang Wuzhiqi, Zheng Tiangong was getting older after all, and his serious injury had not healed, so how could he still have such hot and vigorous blood?<
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But then again, there cannot be two identical Dharma images in the world. What is going on...
Just when he was wondering, the demon ape had already stepped out of the river. With the clanging sound of dragging, the iron rope plowed two deep marks on the ground. Its body was as huge as a hill, and even the city wall seemed low in front of it.
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Sikong Jian had to raise his head to see the young man in white standing above the demon ape. He didn't like the feeling of being looked down upon.
"Who is this sacred person? Tell me your name!"
Wuzhiqi shook his body, and the water droplets on his hair fell down and splashed on everyone's faces on the ground.
Sikong Jian stood still, the water droplets evaporated before he even got close to him. He was not as embarrassed as others, but the solemnity on his face remained unchanged.
He actually saw a trace of amusement in the eyes of this evil beast. He could raise the level of the Dharma Prime Minister to such an outrageous level, even far better than Zheng Tiangong himself. The other party is definitely a powerful enemy!
Let’s give him a try first...
Sikong Jian's eyes narrowed slightly, silver air appeared from his fingertips, and he kneaded his fingers together to form a shiny knot.
"Go!"
With a loud shout, he was startled, and the end of the rope pierced through the sky, as if it had eyes. The golden bell tied to the nose of Wu Zhiqi was bundled impartially. Sikong Jian exhaled and pulled back with one arm, and the silver rope collapsed instantly.
It has to be straight.
The size difference between the two sides is so huge that this scene can't help but give people a sense of absurdity, like a giant tree being shaken by a small earthworm. However, Sikongjian's feet landed on the ground and took root, as if they were dug into the ladder like nails. No matter how Wu Zhiqi struggled,
But he remained motionless.
The overall situation is decided!
Sikong Jian couldn't help but sneer. Even the twenty-eight-year-old would not dare to be so generous. He never thought about the other party but did not avoid him and did not take him seriously at all.
This is fine, it saves him a lot of effort!
He slowly tightens the silver rope, so what if he adds the finishing touch? His magical martial arts are designed to defeat such brainless fools. As long as he is caught in the thread, even a fallen Phoenix will have to bend his back, and a prisoner dragon should also bow its head!
The furious monster ape seemed to be aware of the danger, and the two iron ropes turned over the river, rolled up the surrounding houses, and slammed them towards the ladder.
However, for Sikong Jian, who was in the midst of a catastrophe of illusion, an attack of this magnitude could not even scratch his itch. Even though it caused dust to fly and broken walls to fly all over the sky, in fact, he didn't even scratch his skin.
Broken.
"Oh, it's all in vain!"
At this moment, the young man in white finally spoke.
"Oh? Really."
As the smoke gradually dissipated, Wuzhiqi's shadow suddenly burst into flames, and soon collapsed into a little monkey less than half a man's height, looking extremely depressed.
The young man in white used the folding fan to tease the little thing with great interest, his raised sword eyebrows raised slightly, and there was an indescribable sense of richness and elegance as he looked around.
"No one has ever told you that my Gusu Murong's dynasty can conquer the world of martial arts?"
Gusu Murong?
Sikong Jian raised his head violently, and happened to bump into the pair of wild scarlet uprights. A feeling of suffocation suddenly came from his neck. He subconsciously reached out and touched it, and actually touched a circle of silver rope.
How is this possible!
Sikong Jian was shocked, the other party actually used the same move as him!
"You, when did you..."
"Are you asking this? It was probably when you were shouting 'wasted effort' just now."
Only then did Sikong Jian realize that all of Wuzhiqi's offensives just now were in the east and west. The real killer move was hidden among the rocks, and he fell into the opponent's trap without noticing!
"Animals should be tied with reins, Lord Sikong Tan, what do you think?"
There was only a crisp sound, and 'Murong Fu' unfolded his folding fan, jumped onto the silver rope gracefully, dressed in white and walked gracefully, and walked towards the ladder in a hurry.
It is true that the gold content is definitely not as high as that of the Soaring Sky Trap, but the visual impact it brings is even greater than this.
Compared with the embarrassed villain Sikong Jian who is trapped in a small space and cannot move, this famous young master is like an immortal dancing in the nine heavens, and every step he takes is deeply imprinted in the hearts of everyone on the ground.
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"It was Murong Fu who took action! I saw him in the Da Zhou Di newspaper!"
"He is worthy of being a Jiangnan hero who can rule Mingzhou with one palm. This magnanimity and grace..."
"This is what a man should do!"
Of course, Ning Yan couldn't hear the discussion below clearly. Even if he heard it, he might not have much fluctuation in his heart.
He only felt a little cold from the wind in mid-air.
As for why he chose this method, nonsense, he must be able to fly now!
Hengjiang Wuzhiqi is indeed powerful, but his Qi Hai cannot hold it anymore. After just two moves, he is almost exhausted. If he continues to fight, he will have to be squeezed dry.
Fortunately, the other party seems to be almost unable to bear it anymore.
The Illusion Heart Tribulation made no progress for a long time, and the pressure on Sikong Jian continued to increase. He pulled the silver rope anxiously, and the little monkey grinned in pain. He also tightened the silver rope on his arms. In the end, he staggered and was trapped.
Take it to the next level abruptly!
For the first time in the battle, he couldn't keep his balance on the ladder.
"Let me go!!!" Sikongjian's face turned red and he shouted angrily.
Ning Yan hooked the silver rope with her toes, and her whole body rose and fell with the rope, and she said calmly: "The winner has been decided, Lord Sikong. I thought you could give me some surprises, but it turned out-"
"Vulnerable."
Hiss! As soon as these words came out, everyone took a breath of air-conditioning.
Damn it, he’s done it all.
Looking at the opponent's effortless posture, Sikong Jian was puzzled.
Since Wuzhi Qi was tied up, why couldn't he restrain Murong Fu and still let him come and go freely? His magical powers couldn't possibly go wrong!
Furthermore, it is absolutely impossible for there to be two identical Dharma images in the world. Could it be...
"That's not your dharma image! How can you steal other people's dharma images with your quick movements?!" Sikong Jian suddenly winced and blurted out.
Ning Yan was a little surprised that Sikong Jian could think of this possibility so quickly. He neither denied nor admitted it, but left an incomprehensible smile for Sikong Jian to ponder.
It has to be said that Sikong Jian's casual guess was pretty accurate. This is the secret of Ning Yan's third transformation of Zi Zai Tian, but the word "stealing" is a bit unsuitable.
That was an obvious robbery.
As long as Ning Yan has the opportunity to penetrate deep into the target Golden Tower, he can ignore the gap in cultivation and directly extract the opponent's Dharma for his own use!
Although there are many limitations in its actual use, such as how to get close to those masters is a big problem, but overall, this is a magical skill that can be said to be incredible.
And it is not difficult to interrupt at any time during the transformation process. Previously, after Ning Yan was hit by the needle, he immediately chose to cut off his wrist and decisively pushed Hengjiang Wuzhiqi out as a scapegoat.
What you are tying up is Zheng Tiangong’s dharma portrait, what does it have to do with him?
He can advance, attack or retreat, he can defend, and he can cut at the speed of light if something goes wrong. This is the confidence he dares to face Sikong Jian!