There is indeed a deputy general Li Yanzong in Xixia Yipintang, and he has met Qin Changfeng.
However, the one in front of him was naturally faked by Murong Fu in disguise. When he saw his cousin Wang Yuyan and Duan Yu together, he deliberately wanted to ridicule Duan Yu. But halfway through, Qin Changfeng suddenly appeared and ordered him to do it with just one sentence.
Speechless.
To be polite or not is a question.
No, his fake identity as Li Yanzong will definitely be exposed.
Okay, he certainly felt unhappy!
But thinking of the serious consequences of exposing his identity in front of his cousin at this time, after struggling for a moment, Murong Fu still bowed down and said in a loud voice: "Li Yanzong has seen the master. He didn't see clearly that it was the master who came just now, so he invited the master."
Forgive me."
He didn't know the identity of this monk in Yipintang, but he thought it wouldn't be wrong to call him Master.
"That's easy to say." Qin Changfeng gave a weird smile like a night owl, "The poor monk's shoes are dirty, please help the poor monk wipe them."
Even though Murong Fu had a layer of disguise on his face, he couldn't help but tremble his muscles at this time, but he hid it very well. When he came to Qin Changfeng, he seemed really ready to help him shine his shoes.
But the moment he lowered his head, he suddenly jumped forward and was in front of Qin Changfeng in the blink of an eye. At the same time, he flipped his wrist and turned the single sword that was originally held downwards over, slashing with three swipes.
There are actually three different schools of swordsmanship.
Dang Dang Dang!
Qin Changfeng used his fingers as swords and lightly blocked the three swords. Then he swung his left hand Zen staff forward, bypassing the blockade of the single sword with a palm force, and directly hit Murong Fu's right shoulder from the left. The latter blocked it.
Unable to stop himself, he staggered sideways for more than a foot with a bang.
"What kind of martial arts is this?" Murong Fu's eyes were full of surprise. He asked himself that he was knowledgeable and familiar with the martial arts of all schools in the world, but he had no clue about the move just now. It was obviously a frontal attack, but how did the strength come from it?
Coming from the side?
In fact, this is the palm power that combines the palm power of Xumi Mountain and the white rainbow palm power that Qin Changfeng copied from Li Qiushui. When it is exerted with the inner power of the Small Phaseless Skill, it is invisible and traceless, just like drawing in the void.
Crossing a transparent rainbow bridge, it was shot from Qin Changfeng's hand, but it could be bent at will, making it hard to guard against.
Qin Changfeng ignored him, raised his hand and slapped him with another palm. Murong Fu naturally danced a sword to block it. Unexpectedly, the palm force was so powerful that although he blocked it, he was knocked back by more than one meter by the force of the counterattack.
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Next, facing Qin Changfeng's continuous palm power, Murong Fu felt extremely aggrieved. He did not dare to use the martial arts such as Dou Zhuan Xing Shi, which the Murong family was famous for, and other martial arts could not compete with this monk. This was like a self-defeat.
With both hands facing the enemy, there is almost no other way except to be beaten.
"Miss Wang, what's going on with these two people, why did they suddenly start fighting, and what kind of martial arts did this... master use to beat Li Yanzong to the point where he couldn't fight back?" The person who spoke was the gentle and elegant young man, who was naturally the
Duan Yu looked at the two fighting in amazement.
Wang Yuyan, who was hiding behind the haystacks in the attic of the mill, said: "I guess the two of them have had a feud for a long time. As for the master's martial arts, it's strange. Even though he was four or five feet away, his strength didn't decrease at all, and he could also bend.
I can't see it... Oh, how could he change his mind?"
She suddenly paused as she spoke, and then she exclaimed. It turned out that Murong Fu finally couldn't stand Qin Changfeng's teasing and oppression, so he used the Dou Zhuan Xing Shi Shi to deflect Qin Changfeng's palm force back.
At this time, Qin Changfeng's eyes narrowed, he let this palm slap on his body, and then activated the phaseless copying skill. He undoubtedly wanted to copy the star movement, so he played with Murong Fu for so long, and the result...
"Tip: What attacks you is your own move and cannot be copied!"
Qin Changfeng's eyes exposed outside the mask had a fierce light that flickered for a moment. It wasn't until he took a deep breath that he gradually calmed down.
After wasting a long time, we actually got such a result, which is simply a tragedy.
At the same time, Murong Fu passed by him quickly and wanted to rush out of the door. He had no choice but to use the Star Shift. If he didn't want to ruin his image in front of his cousin, he had no choice but to escape as soon as possible.
As long as this matter was not exposed on the spot, he could prevaricate it.
But Qin Changfeng has not yet achieved his goal, how could he let him go?
boom!
Qin Changfeng rushed forward and appeared directly in front of him. He didn't even have to look back and knocked him back with a backhand stick.
This blow came extremely suddenly. When Murong Fu heard the movement behind him, he had been paying 70% of his attention to guard what was behind him. How could he have expected that Qin Changfeng could pass through directly and appear in front of him?
Just when an expression as if he had seen a ghost appeared on his face, the stick hit his chest directly. With a pop, a blood arrow couldn't help but spurt out. At the same time, his body was thrown back and returned to the mill again.
"May I ask Your Excellency, why does a person with such a strong martial arts ability hide his head and show his tail?"
"When it comes to hiding one's head and showing one's tail, how can a poor monk compare to you...Mr. Murong?"
Qin Changfeng murmured coldly, then looked at Duan Yu at the bottom of the stairs and said: "Young Master Duan of the Duan family in Dali, and Young Master Murong, I want to play a game with you. The bet in this game is Miss Wang's life.
...As long as one of you two can write down the secret book of the Murong family's Star Shift or the secret book of Dali's Six Meridians Divine Sword, then Miss Wang can survive. But if no one is willing to trade the secret book for the life of the one you love,
Then Miss Wang will probably die."
Upon hearing these words, the expressions of the other three people present changed drastically, and each fell into a different state of mind.
Murong Fu was naturally ashamed and shocked. He was ashamed that his identity was revealed, but he was shocked because how Qin Changfeng knew his identity and also plotted against him the secret book that would help the Murong family to change.
Wang Yuyan stared blankly at the injured Xixia officer and murmured: "Is he really my cousin?"
Duan Yu was hesitant. No matter how upright he was, he still knew that his secrets should not be given to others casually.
"You only have two-quarters of an hour, and don't think about fooling me with half-truths and half-false secrets. The poor monk has opened his eyes. Otherwise, how do you think I can tell your identity? If you don't believe it, you can give it a try, but carefully weigh the consequences.
, don’t blame me for not reminding you when the time comes.”
As Qin Changfeng spoke, he sat down cross-legged at the entrance of the mill, with the holy light scepter in the form of a Zen staff lying across his knees. The meaning couldn't be more obvious... If you don't follow his request, no one will be able to leave today!
Seeing this scene, Murong Fu and Duan Yu struggled on both sides of the corridor with their backs to each other.
Naturally, they all hope that the other party will hand over the secret book, so as to save Wang Yuyan and preserve their own secret knowledge.
But what if the other person thinks the same as you do?
"That idiot surnamed Duan is so passionate about his cousin that he is even willing to die for her, let alone the sword manual? Besides, if the Murong family's secret knowledge is revealed in my hands, I will really feel sorry for my ancestors..." Murong Fu thought like this,
I held the pen but never wrote a single word.
At the same time, Duan Yu was also thinking, "What should I do now? The monk's martial arts skills are so high that even Young Master Murong can't defeat me. I have no hope and can't escape. Of course, Miss Wang must be rescued.
But my uncle also said that the sword manual must not fall into the hands of others. I didn’t even say anything when Jiumozhi forced me to do so, but now it is not a matter of my own life or death, but about Miss Wang’s life..."
At this time, the difference between a romantic seed and a career-oriented man became apparent. Although Duan Yu kept fighting in his heart, he could not help but wave his hand and draw the sword manual of the Six Meridians Divine Sword on the cassock provided by Qin Changfeng on the ground.
Although it was not very fast, it was finally started, but there was still no movement from Murong Fu.
Qin Changfeng glanced at it without comment. In fact, what he really wanted was the Six Meridians Divine Sword, because this method of using Qi to control swords at least has some possibility of being integrated with flying arrows.
There is no way to practice, not to mention that this martial art is not suitable for him.
Unless you can use Phaseless Copy to successfully copy the moves of Star Shift, you can avoid the training step and directly drive them. Unfortunately, what you move back is your own attack and you cannot copy it at all.
Wang Yuyan suddenly said from the attic: "Master, I heard that your voice is very young, but your martial arts is the best in the world. I wonder which school master comes from?"
After hearing this, Qin Changfeng muttered: "You have only met a few heroes, and you dare to say that a poor monk's martial arts is the best in the world?"
Wang Yuyan lowered her head and glanced at the motionless back of Murong Fu on the table under the attic. A look of sadness flashed through her eyes, and then she sighed: "The two most famous young heroes in the world today are Bei Qiao Feng and Nan Murong. Now I
My cousin was defeated at the hands of the master, and I think Qiao Feng will be no exception. With the master's strong inner strength and solid foundation, even if he is not the best in the world, he will definitely be the best in the world in the future."
Qin Changfeng said calmly: "You are wrong in saying this. Although your cousin Murong Fu is as famous as Qiao Feng, his martial arts is actually inferior. Qiao Feng's internal strength is strong and the Beggar Gang's Dragon Subduing Palm is powerful.
There is no one like him in the world, even a poor monk dare not say that he will be able to defeat him. As for your cousin... his studies are mixed but not refined, and his internal skills are many but not pure. He still lacks some experience. Let alone now, he was five years ago.
Even if this poor monk is here, he will definitely be defeated!"
Murong Fu felt ashamed and angry after hearing this, but he was not as strong as others, so what could he do?
Two quarters of an hour passed by in a flash, and when it was time to hand in the paper, Qin Changfeng walked over, and it was just as he expected...Murong Fu handed in a zero-mark paper, while Duan Yu handed in a full-mark paper.
In fact, Murong Fu did not hand in a blank paper, but the mental method he wrote silently was not prompted by the mastermind, so it was obviously fake. However, Duan Yu did not dare to gamble with the life of his sweetheart, so he did not play any tricks.
