Reborn as Murong Fu: This time I am the protagonist

Ding Chunqiu saw the other party's indifferent attitude, he felt displeased, but due to the other party's strength, he couldn't say anything, so he cupped his hands and said: "In this case, the old man will take a step ahead, and hope to be able to win the chess game tomorrow. See you, master."

Then the disciple Chuicui Dada carried Ding Chunqiu into a sedan chair and walked away.

As soon as Jiumozhi came in, Deng Baichuan and the others had been nervously watching each other's every move. Although they pretended to be indifferent to the situation on the field, deep down in their hearts they were extremely afraid of this monk with high martial arts skills.

Jiumozhi smiled slightly, and took the initiative to go forward to say hello: "This poor monk is being polite. I wonder how is Mr. Murong lately?"

Bao BuTong was about to say something wrong and wrong, Deng Baichuan hurried forward and said: "Master, you are welcome. My son received an invitation from Mr. Congbian and ordered the four of us to follow. He himself has already rushed ahead. To the Valley of the Deaf and Dumb."

In fact, Deng Baichuan and others never saw Murong Fu at all, and the reason why they said this was to pull the tiger's skin and raise the banner.He knew very well that his martial arts were not strong enough to fight against Jiumozhi, only by taking advantage of Murong Fu's presence nearby could he make the other party fearful.

Jiumozhi is so smart, how can he not know what the other party is thinking?He just smiled and said: "Ashes to ashes, dust to dust. After all, the poor monk and Mr. Murong are old friends in the past, and they can be regarded as family friends with the Murong family. Now Mr. Murong is a hero, and he has the demeanor of the old man. If you have knowledge, you will surely feel great comfort.”

Jiumozhi's words were extremely clever, he not only pointed out that he was too lazy to argue with several people about the dispute he had formed at the beginning, but also emphasized his identity without any trace.Deng Baichuan and Gongye Gan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief after listening.Bao BuTong and Feng BoE still wanted to entangle each other, but Deng Baichuan gave him a stare and dared not speak any more.

Deng Baichuan respectfully invited Jiumozhi to sit on the throne, and treated Jiumozhi with the courtesy of a guest of honor.

But the two of Shenshan saw Jiumozhi talking with their old friend, so under the strong invitation of Xuannan and the other three, they went to Shaolin to talk with everyone.

Deng Baichuan said: "The master is also here for the Zhenlong chess game?"

Jiumozhi said: "To tell you the truth, that's exactly the case. I think Mr. Congbian's martial arts and wisdom are rare in the world, and he has not been able to solve this situation for decades. I think there must be a big mystery in this situation. The poor monk saw the hunting heart Hi, I can't help feeling a bit competitive, it's really a sin."

Deng Baichuan and the others thought: Back then when the young master killed the great monk's younger brother, the great monk couldn't hear much resentment in his words.Is this master really a good monk?Was it the young master who wrongly blamed the other party earlier?

In fact, it's not that Jiumozhi is serious about being magnanimous, it's just that since he fought Murong Fu twice, Jiumozhi felt that Murong Fu's martial arts talent is really rare in the world, and the speed of improvement is not an exaggeration to describe it as rapid progress.On balance, Jiumozhi felt that there was really no need to provoke such an enemy with unlimited potential for himself. His ambition was to carry forward the secret religion and subdue the Buddhist sects all over the world, and his second priority was to pursue the pinnacle of martial arts.

On the side, Shenshan and the others chatted happily with Xuannan and the others. They were very envious of the Shaolin School's 72 unique skills. Xuannan and the others also praised the martial arts of the people on Shenshan, but they didn't show their martial arts in front of Shenshan. disappointment.

In the Valley of the Deaf.

Su Xinghe looked at Murong Fu worriedly: "Brother, how sure are you? Are we taking too much risk by doing this?"

Murong Fu put his hand on his forehead: "Brother, this is the eighth time you have asked the same question. I have said it many times, there is nothing wrong with it, there is absolutely no problem."

"But."

Su Xinghe looked at Wu Yazi who was being pushed by Wang Yuyan on the wheelbarrow beside him, and felt a big headache.

It turned out that Murong Fu had the audacity to let Wu Yazi see with his own eyes how Ding Chunqiu, a traitor, was subdued, so he specially asked Feng Asan to get this exquisitely designed wheelbarrow, put Wu Yazi on it, and gave Wu Yazi back Zizi got a special Taoist robe, matched it with a feather fan scarf, and said that Ding Chunqiu would be wiped out while talking and laughing.

Wu Yazi suffered from being unable to move, so she had to let her granddaughter and grandson-in-law play with her. Seeing her grandfather's helpless expression, Wang Yuyan was very amused, wanted to laugh but dared not.

The corner of Wu Yazi's mouth twitched slightly, and he said to Wang Yuyan, "Laugh if you want."

"Ha ha ha ha."

Wu Yazi looked at a group of laughing disciples and grandchildren, and felt a long-lost sense of relaxation in his heart. Bathed in the sun, his whole body felt like he was soaking in a hot spring.

Wu Yazi whispered: "That's great."

At this moment, a voice came from outside the valley: "Qiao Feng from the Beggar Gang, I pay my respects to Mr. Congbian."

Hearing this thunderous voice, everyone was startled, and secretly said: "This person's internal strength is very good!"

Murong Fu smiled and said: "Look, I said it's safe, so it's here now?"

In fact, if he really wanted to do it, Murong Fu could only use all the means to kill Ding Chunqiu with [-]% to [-]% certainty. After all, he used the other's head to establish his prestige, but Ding Chunqiu wanted to live.In case the other party ran away, I really might not be able to catch up.But with Qiao Feng, a heavyweight player blocking him, Ding Chunqiu had nowhere to run.

While speaking, Qiao Feng had already come in front of everyone.I saw Qiao Feng was more than eight feet tall, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a burly figure, and his gaze was divine. Although some people had seen Qiao Feng before, they still couldn't help but praise: "A good man, a good hero."

Qiao Feng saw Murong Fu in brocade clothes at a glance, and immediately stepped forward to greet him: "Brother Murong, Qiao Feng is here to keep the promise!"

Everyone looked at Murong Fu and the two with puzzled eyes, and Murong Fu smiled and told how he met Qiao Feng.

After understanding, everyone praised Qiao Feng for his legacy of ancient chivalry.

Su Xinghe casually picked up a 200-jin boulder and placed it in front of Qiao Feng, saying, "The conditions in the valley are poor, so it's no wonder that Qiao's boss can help."

Qiao Feng saw this shriveled and skinny old man in front of him who might not weigh more than [-] jin, but he could easily lift this boulder with ease, he secretly praised in his heart, he only knew that Xiaoyao Sect has a lot of talents.

Murong Fu introduced Qiao Feng to the people in the valley one by one.

Finally, when Wu Yazi was introduced to Wu Yazi, who was immobile in a wheelchair, a strange color flashed across Qiao Feng's eyebrows. He was surprised by Wu Yazi's appearance, and also shocked by Wu Yazi's vigorous and long internal strength. It is really only seen in my life.He just sat there like an eternal snow mountain, and his deep eyes were like two vast rivers.

Even masters like Master Xuanku, his own master, are like the light of a firefly compared to this ordinary old man in front of him, and compared to the brilliance of a silver man.Therefore, when Murong Fu introduced Wu Yazi, Qiao Feng solemnly saluted him: "Junior Qiao Feng, see Senior Wu Yazi!"

Wu Yazi looked at Qiao Feng appreciatively, nodded in satisfaction, and said, "Not bad, not bad, really good. Your Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms have been practiced to the point where both hardness and softness can be combined, and yin and yang can be transformed into one. It’s just that your Shaolin internal strength is limited to your age and has not yet reached its peak. If you have such achievements at this age, you must be a generation of martial arts legends in the future! Wang Jiantong accepted a good disciple in his later years!”

Qiao Feng was shocked when he heard that the other party revealed his martial arts foundation in a single sentence.As the leader of the beggar gang, he naturally knows how to subdue the dragon with eighteen palms, and the other party might just compliment him casually, but even the closest brothers in his gang don't know about the fact that he has Shaolin inner strength. !

Wu Yazi looked at Murong Fu with a smile: "Fuguan, you little brat. You found yourself a good helper!"

Murong Fu looked at Qiao Feng's surprised expression and was very amused, and said: "Master, his martial arts cultivation is extraordinary and refined, and has reached the level of near-mystery. Brother Qiao, you will put your Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms in your hand later." Demonstrating it in front of Master will be of great benefit to you in the future."

If someone else dared to say that, Qiao Fengfeng felt that the other party was belittling him. After seeing Wu Yazi's mysterious power, he knew that Murong Fu had good intentions, so he immediately cupped his hands and said to Wu Yazi, "thank you The senior pointed out!"

Wu Yazi nodded in satisfaction, and said to Murong Fu: "Fuguan, go and break some tricks with Qiao Xiaoyou. Use my time to teach you the Tianshan Liuyang Palm."

Murong Fu had a bitter look on his face: "Master, why do you want me to take action again? Wouldn't it be good to let Senior Brother Su come?"

Hearing Murong Fu's complaint, Su Xinghe hurriedly shrank behind Wu Yazi, "It's a beautiful thing to make friends through martial arts. The opportunity to compete with Chief Qiao is very precious, so I'll leave it to my junior brother. You guys are waiting!" Slow down, I'm leaving first, I don't want to disturb you. I'll go see if the dumb servants are ready!"

While talking, he ran away in a hurry.

Murong Fu looked at Su Xinghe's disappearing figure, knowing that the other party was only joking because he was in a good mood.

Qiao Feng laughed and said, "Mr. Congbian is quite humorous."

As he said that, Qiao Feng cupped his fists and said, "After the last time I fought with Brother Murong, Qiao Feng has never forgotten it. This time, brother, please give me your advice."

Murong Fu felt bitter in his heart, although he said that the martial art level of Tianshan Liuyang Palm was not lower than that of Jianglong Eighteen Palms, but he had to practice with Ren Qiaofeng for more than ten years with this Tianshan Liuyang Palm that he had practiced for three months. Didn't the Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon make it clear that he would lose?
So he joked: "Brother Qiao, be gentle with your attack later!"

Wu Yazi silently rolled his eyes in his heart, thinking why are his two disciples so virtuous?

"I'm a guest from afar, brother Qiao please first!"

A joke is a joke, but it should be serious.

Murong Fu and Qiao Feng first gave a salute according to the etiquette of martial artists, and then distanced themselves, Qiao Feng said: "Do you want to stay away from Senior Wu Yazi?"

Murong Fu said: "Don't worry, the old man's 70-year Beiming Zhenqi is extremely strong, and the aftermath of our little battle will mess up his hair at most."

For a moment, Wu Yazi regretted accepting such a living treasure.Wang Yuyan on the side was full of love, she kept staring at Murong Fu without taking her eyes off, Wu Yazi felt a little depressed at this moment.

Qiao Feng wanted to show off the Beggar Clan's unique skills in front of Wu Yazi, he put on a stance, slightly bent his left leg, pushed out his right palm, and suddenly exploded when he came in front of Murong Fu.

This Palm of Overbearing Dragon Has Regrets contains thirteen levels of stamina. It is a method that Qiao Feng self-comprehended and improved after he mastered palm techniques. It is like a dragon diving in an abyss. .

In Murong Fu's body, the true Qi of Northern Darkness rushes like a mighty Yangtze river, the two kinds of true energy from yin to yang are driven by the left and right palms at the same time, the two palms fly like birds flying across thousands of mountains, flying across chaotic clouds.In the end, thousands of palms merged into a triple palm wind, and the triple palm wind was like the majestic pass of the northern country, with strange peaks and mountains, and numerous mountains and mountains, and it was head-to-head to catch up with Qiao Feng's great achievements.

This palm is the most subtle and mysterious move among the six yang palms, it is called "Three folds of Yang Guan", it must be able to stimulate the two internal forces of the Xiaoyao School, from Yin to Yang, to the extreme, stimulate the potential of the human body for a short time, and burst out a skill far superior to usual .Murong Fu knew that Qiao Feng didn't let the water go, so he used this tactic to forcefully catch the opponent's palm.

There was only a loud explosion, but it was like a thunderbolt struck in the sky, and both sides flew upside down at the same time, each showing their superb lightness kung fu and body skills.

Murong Fu's figure fluttered, and he had already retreated five steps, while Qiao Feng retreated three steps in a row, and each step created a shallow hole in the ground.In this palm, the two sides were evenly divided, and no one was taking advantage of it.

A chapter was sealed before, resulting in the wrong number of chapters, so another 190 chapters