I, Murong Fu, only want to cultivate immortality!

Chapter 23 023, all the heroes of the martial arts world, please surrender to me!
As the host of this martial arts conference, he threatened to wipe out the big villain of the Beggar Gang Shaolin, and all the troops Murong Fu brought were... seven people!

Among them, Wang Yuyan is a master-level theorist, who knows how to strengthen the body in Wu Qin Xi, and Murong Fu expressed her praise for the gangster's excitement fist.

Ah Zhu and Ah Bi are third-rate kung fu, and they can beat ordinary big guys one by one, but it is a little difficult to fight against martial arts passers-by.

Feng Boxi claims to be invincible with one enemy and one hundred, Bao Tongdao is invincible, Gong Yegan and Deng Baichuan are second-rate, but not first-rate.

Murong Fu led Qikeng all the way, saying that the flying dragon rides on the face, and the advantage is in me, how to fight and how to win.

Of course, this is not the case for the four future generations.

When the entire Murong clan appeared on the mountain road.

Various factions that have already arrived at the venue: Shaolin, Beggar Gang, Duan Family, Juxian Village, Funiu School, Qingcheng School, Qin Family Village, Shan's Father and Son... Hundreds of thousands of martial arts people, all staring at each other right.

The so-called accusation by thousands of people ends without illness.

Hundreds of thousands of ordinary people glaring at each other is enough to make people stressful, let alone there is not a single ordinary person present?

Not counting those martial arts pure passers-by who couldn't grab a seat and had to squeeze on the mountain road, in the open space, or even hung on the tree, just coming to the venue, there are some famous martial arts people, second-rate and third-rate. thousand.

There are as many as dozens of famous first-class masters, half of which are from Shaolin.

With so many people looking at them together, the pressure projected from their gazes was like mountains and seas.

Fighting has always been not afraid of crowds and turmoil. Looking at the group of bald old men with first-rate martial arts and internal strength in Shaolin, and then looking at the five hundred strong men in the Beggars' Sect, who are neatly formed and uniformly dressed, everyone is in tatters and cloth bags. Male, although on the surface he is still calm and high-spirited, but secretly his calves are shaking.

Bao BuTong was also pressured by the eyes of the masters, making his scalp numb.

However, he has a special method of decompression. He keeps thinking about all kinds of flirty words in his mind, imagining how he will gossip about the heroes later, and he walks leisurely for a while, quite like a general.

Gongyegan and Deng Baichuan also had calm faces on the surface, and their movements were calm.

But the soles of their feet stepped on the ground, and without realizing it, they left clear footprints half an inch deep on the ground of the mountain path where the soil had been trampled so hard, but they couldn't help but urge their internal energy to penetrate their hands and feet. Limbs to counteract the mountainous pressure.

A'Zhu, A'bi, and Wang Yuyan were too good at kung fu, and they were not as sensitive to the pressure in the eyes of the strong as the four generals. It was a little embarrassing to be watched by so many people.

Especially Wang Yuyan, looking around, saw so many strangers, all of them stared like copper bells, staring at her and her party intently, blushed immediately, and could not help but touch Murong Fu.

As soon as she suffered, a young sea king was heartbroken on the spot.

There is no doubt that the young Sea King is Duan Yu.

Although the young man was not Duan Zhengchun's parent and son, somehow, he perfectly inherited Duan Zhengchun's romantic style - perhaps because they were all from the same ancestor, and they all inherited their ancestor's genes?

In short, when Duan Yu in the Duan family's team saw Wang Yuyan for the first time, he was stunned, and his mind was full of the words "Sister Immortal".

If it weren't for the Duan family who would firmly sandwich him in the middle, with Duan Yu's madness, he might have rushed over and slid and knelt at a scene - as the three views follow the five senses, you can kowtow to a jade statue a thousand times Duan Yu is absolutely capable of this kind of thing!
But when he saw the fairy sister who was thinking about her heart, her cheeks were blushing, and she approached the much-anticipated Mr. Murong, Duan Yu's heart was broken into thousands of pieces, his eyes were sour, and he almost shed tears.

It's a pity that Sister Shenxian didn't know that there was also her fanboy among the crowd.

She has a heart full of love, and she has already poured all of it into Murong Fu.

If Murong Fu never gave her positive feedback, then when she was disheartened, Duan Yu might still have a chance.

It's a pity that the current Murong Fu has long started to give positive feedback to Wang Yuyan, so much so that even in her dreams, Wang Yuyan is now spending time with her cousin. The infatuated young Neptune is doomed to never have a chance to kiss the fairy sister Fangze.

Murong Fu also didn't pay attention to Duan Yu who had met once.

Not to mention the current Duan Yu, even Duan Yu who has completely controlled his own internal strength and martial arts will not be his opponent.

He completely ignored the hatred, hostility, scrutiny, or admiration of the warriors present, and only focused on finding one person in the beggar gang.

But his eyes swept across the team of the beggar gang, although he saw a man wearing a hat, but that man was a thin boy with a fair face, he looked like a down-and-out scholar, not at all like Qiao Feng in his imagination.

So Murong Fu asked the four generals in a low voice:
"Does Qiao Feng wear a hat?"

"Ah?" The four generals were all startled: "What hat?"

"It's just..." Murong Fu didn't know how to describe it, "It's just that kind of hat that wraps your head tightly."

Deng Baichuan thought for a while, and said firmly: "Qiao Feng doesn't wear a hat. He is the leader of the beggar gang, and he usually wears his hair disheveled like a beggar, not even in a bun. Of course, his hair is still very clean, not like ordinary beggars. So hard and greasy."

"So Qiao Feng doesn't wear a hat..."

Murong Fu was a little disappointed, shook his head and sighed: "It's a pity."

The four people will look at each other in blank dismay, not knowing why.

but……

After being interrupted by Young Master, the pressure in their hearts was relieved a lot, and they followed Murong Fu all the way to the bottom of the high platform calmly.

Afterwards, Murong Fu didn't see how he made any gestures, he just took a light step, and his whole body flew into the sky and landed on the high platform.

The four generals, Wang Yuyan and Azhu Abi consciously turned to the side of the high platform and walked up the stairs.

This platform is three feet high.

It is impossible for a casual martial arts person to jump three feet even if they run up.

Those who can jump three feet high on the spot are the top masters in the rivers and lakes, as well as the unorthodox masters like Yun Zhonghe who specialize in light kung fu.

Seeing Murong Fuliang's lightness kung fu, the already quiet venue couldn't even hear the sound of breathing.

When he leaped three feet high with an extremely chic and elegant calm posture.

Almost everyone couldn't help holding their breath.

Including Shaolin Xuanci and other top masters, their eyes suddenly became dignified.

On the periphery of the venue, those Wulin road people who had no choice but to hang on the trees, who failed to grab a good seat, suddenly burst into an uproar.

Many people cheered in unison, and even discussed:

"The name of a person, the shadow of a tree! Mr. Murong is indeed worthy of being one of the best masters in the world!"

"Leap three feet, my God, I can't jump that high even if I run dozens of feet..."

"No wonder he dared to challenge the Shaolin beggar gang with his own strength! Mr. Murong's lightness kung fu alone, there are few people in the world who can match it!"

"I don't think this is the limit of Mr. Murong. He flew three feet high, and he didn't feel that he was exerting much strength. He just lifted his foot and went up."

"Hehe, you guys are bragging too much about Murong Fu. What's so great about jumping three feet? I can jump that high with a long bamboo pole."

"..."

When the surrounding people were discussing in succession.

Everyone in the venue finally breathed loosely and discussed in low voices at the same time.

Duan Zhengchun asked Ba Tianshi, Sikong of Dali Kingdom who accompanied him, "Brother Ba, can you leap three feet?"

Ba Tianshi is not only a high-ranking official of the Dali Kingdom, but also a master of martial arts, especially good at lightness kung fu.

Hearing Duan Zhengchun's inquiry at this time, Ba Tianshi said in a solemn tone:

"If I have a run-up of ten feet, and I jump with all my strength, I can reach a height of three feet. But like Murong Fu just did, I can easily go straight to three feet with every step..."

He shook his head, "I can't do it."

Duan Zhengchun's expression was solemn: "I never thought that Murong Fu is so good at lightness kung fu..."

Duan Zhengchun and his entourage came here because of the "Six Meridians Divine Sword", to seek justice from Murong.

But looking at it now, no matter what Murong Fu's martial arts are, this light handedness alone is very troublesome.

Qinggong masters are the most difficult to deal with. If they can't beat them, they can still run, but others are often beyond their reach.

Yun Zhonghe is full of bad deeds and many evil deeds, why can he still get away with it for many years?

Isn't it because his qinggong is too high?

At this time.

Murong Fu had already stood still on the high platform, and turned to face the audience.

The four great generals, Wang Yuyan and Azhu Abi also took the stairs to the high platform, lined up behind Murong Fu.

Finally someone in the audience could not help but sneer:
"Put Shaolin first, then destroy the Beggar Gang... There are eight people from Murong's family in total, and three of them are gimmicks. Just these few people dare to threaten to kill the Shaolin Beggar Gang and make Wulin king? Why should he? And who gave him the guts?"

"That's right. Just the few members of the Murong family, even the eminent Shaolin monks don't need to take action. If all the heroes rush forward, it is enough to chop Murong's family into pieces, and the ashes can be thrown away for him!"

"Murong Fu became famous at a young age and has not encountered any setbacks. I'm afraid he has become so crazy that he doesn't know how much he is!"

"In my opinion, Murong Fu's words of punishing Shaolin and destroying the Beggar Clan were just pretending to be shocking, so as to attract everyone... Otherwise, how could so many people come to this martial arts conference? All the Shaolin abbots who came down the mountain easily..."

At the time of sarcasm and discussion.

Murong Fu cupped his hands to the audience, and said with a smile:
"Thank you for your appreciation! I won't go into a long story, everyone has come from afar, and it's not to see me play tricks. Hurry up, I, Murong Fu, hold this martial arts conference today for three things only.

"First, invite all the heroes in the world to submit to me, Murong Fu, and serve me as master. Second, invite all sects to present their martial arts secrets, and I will organize people to eliminate the chaff and save the essence, compile martial arts codes, and benefit the martial arts world. third……"

He smiled slightly and said leisurely:

"All sects, please, let's get rid of the name of the sect. From then on, no matter the sect big or small, regardless of the Beggar Gang Shaolin, they will all be under my command, Murong Fu, and share the helm of the 'Wu Shen Dian'. Who is in favor of these three things, and who is against?"

As soon as this remark came out, there was an uproar in the venue, and the crowd was furious!
(End of this chapter)