Duan Yu's Biography of Cultivating Immortals

Chapter 31 Nan Murong, That's All!

"Who are you? Why are you making such a fuss in Yanziwu?"

With a calm expression, Murong Fu cupped his fists and saluted.

Duan Yu smiled smartly: "Duan Yu, Dali, originally wanted to ask Mr. Murong for questioning. On the way, he met an old friend who was trapped here, so he came to help."

"Dali?"

Glancing at Duan Yu, Murong Fu raised his voice and said, "I advise Your Excellency, don't meddle in Yanziwu!"

"Oh?"

Duan Yu looked at him with a smile.

"Murong Fu, you killed Master Xuan Bei from Shaolin at Shenjie Temple in Dali, how do you explain this matter?"

"There is also Ke Baisui, the head of the Funiu Sect. You not only killed him, but also put Ke Baisui's younger brother under house arrest in Yanziwu. Do your Murong family want to kill people to silence them?"

Wang Yuyan opened her cherry mouth and said, "My cousin didn't kill them, Mr. Duan misunderstood."

Seeing that the two parties were still chatting, Mrs. Wang scolded coldly: "Murong Fu, what are you doing? Why don't you kill this kid!"

The yellow shirt fluttered, Murong Fu frowned.

He has always had no other pieces in his eyes, and people in the world don't pay attention to them, they are all just pawns.

Seeing that Duan Yu dared to come to press him for questioning, he was immediately unhappy.

"Joke! Who is the Duan family in Dali?"

"Why should I, Murong Fu, explain my actions to others?"

Duan Yu was a little caught off guard by this pretense.

He laughed loudly and said: "Nan Murong has such a loud tone. Duan is just trying to learn your master's tricks. I wonder how many tricks Nan Murong can imitate from Duan!"

Murong Fu's face changed slightly, and he sneered, "Arrogance!"

The sword was unsheathed, and with a flash of light, it stabbed Duan Yu.

This sword is as fast as a shooting star, brilliant and dazzling.

Before the sword arrived, the cold air was already intense, which was quite frightening.

Murong Fu wanted to show his prestige, to let the world's martial arts know that not everyone can go to Yanziwu Xingshi to question their crimes!

Duan Yu twitched the corner of his mouth, hummed softly, raised his right hand, flicked his fingers lightly, and hit the blade of the sword with his index finger.

"Zheng..." A clear chirp sounded, endlessly curling up.

Murong Furu was electrocuted, his body trembled and his arms went limp.

His complexion changed slightly, such finger force was unbelievable!
Seeing that the long sword was about to fall and let go, Murong Fu took the long sword with his left hand, and stabbed out with his backhand.

Although the momentum of the second sword is weak, it is tricky and weird, hard to guard against.

Although Murong Fu's internal energy is not strong, but he is proficient in all kinds of martial arts in the world, he has mastered all kinds of martial arts, and his moves are smooth and smooth, often turning passive into active.

Duan Yu didn't move, and with a flick of his sleeves, the long sleeves seemed to be turned into weapons, which could be soft or hard, unpredictable.

"Cousin, be careful, he is using cassock to subdue demons."

Before Wang Yuyan could finish her sentence, she heard a "bang", Murong Fu was hit, and stepped back a few steps.

His face flushed, as if covering with a red cloth.

"Nan Murong, that's it?" Duan Yu chuckled.

Murong Fu's face sank like water, and his face was tense.

He has always been proud, but he was humiliated at the door of his house, and he was immediately annoyed, and he no longer hid his clumsiness!

His eyes froze, he twisted his body and stabbed again, and the sword light rose sharply.

His moves were continuous, like flowing clouds and flowing water. In an instant, his whole body seemed to be covered in a curtain of light.

This sword technique is the unique skill of Murong Fu's family, the Dragon City sword technique!

Since his debut, Murong Fu has never encountered a difficult opponent, so he basically does not use it at ordinary times.

Once the Dragon City sword technique was used, even Mrs. Wang couldn't help but marvel at the exquisiteness of the sword technique.

"cut!"

Murong Fu unconsciously let out a drink, as if this could increase the power of this sword.

The three-foot sword light flickered, and a sword came to the west, flying dragons outside the sky!

This is the strongest blow of Dragon City swordsmanship!
laugh!
The sword light pierced into Duan Yu's body, and the long sword penetrated a foot, but it could not penetrate no matter what.

It seems that there is an invisible hood covering it.

Just now, Duan Yu used the "Vajra Talisman".

A strong golden spiritual power emanated from his body, covering his entire body.

He was testing the defensive power of the "Vajra Talisman".

If you can't resist it, you can use the Beiming Divine Art for a second defense.

"Break it for me!"

The sword light was exhausted, and the sword penetrated another two inches.

Murong Fu felt a huge resistance, clamped his long sword and wrapped it tightly.

He gritted his teeth and secretly hated it!
Just an inch away!

As a man, Murong Fu felt a deep sense of powerlessness for the first time.

If only we could go a little deeper!

When Murong Fu thrust hard, he suddenly heard a calm voice.

"Short and weak, have you had enough?"

Duan Yu frowned and looked at him.

Murong Fu almost scratched his skin.

If Murong Fu's sword was five or six times more powerful, the defense of the Vajra Talisman might have been pierced.

Thinking of this, Duan Yu couldn't help but feel scared.

The rivers and lakes are dangerous, this kind of situation of being approached by people is too dangerous!
He secretly vowed that he must be careful in the future and never allow this kind of situation to happen again!
"Young Master Murong, please try my Dali Duan Clan's unique skills!"

After saying that, Duan Yu pressed down with his thumb and tried harder.

"laugh!"

The whistling sound was faint and inaudible, and an invisible sword energy came through the air and hit Murong Fu's sword instantly.

"clang!"

There is a clear cry, which is endless.

With a clear sound of shattering, the long sword in Murong Fu's hand was broken by the invisible air sword, turning into dozens of broken swords that flew into the air.

In the setting sun, a little white light flashed.

"Sword Qi?"

Wang Yuyan covered her small mouth lightly, her jade face showing a look of shock.

One yang finger can never produce sword energy.

The other party is the prince of Dali, could it be that this is the legendary six-meridian sword!

"Cousin, he is using the Six Meridians Excalibur, be careful!"

Wang Yuyan called softly.

"Six Meridians Excalibur?" Mrs. Wang lost her mind for a moment, lost in memory.

I don't know who I thought of, the expression on her white and clean face changed, sweet for a while, hate for a while, like a small movie staged.

After a while, Mrs. Wang came back to her senses, gritted her teeth and said bitterly: "The Six Meridians Excalibur has not been practiced for hundreds of years, but this kid has learned it!"

Seeing this, Wang Yuyan sighed helplessly: I'm afraid my cousin won't be able to match him
"Hahahaha!"

Duan Yu let out a long laugh, his voice was like rolling thunder: "Nan Murong, that's all!"

Feng Bo'e, who was on the side, was already stunned, with his mouth slightly open.

He originally wanted to fight Duan Yu.

In this case, still shoot a bird!
The long laughter awakened Feng Bao'e, seeing the weapon in his young master's hand shattered, he quickly threw his knife out: "My lord, take the knife!"

A beautiful turn over to catch the long knife, Murong Fu held the knife horizontally in front of his chest, his handsome eyes flickered, and he stared closely at Duan Yu.

He was motionless, like a mountain, with a majestic demeanor, a style of a master.

Duan Yu looked at him with a smile.

Murong Fu saw the ridicule.

His chest rose and fell, and he exhaled a breath. Soon his expression became serious and he regained his composure.

The psychological quality is ridiculously good!

"Duan Shizi, why are you so hard-pressed?" Murong Fu asked in a low voice.

After a few moves, he realized that he was far inferior to Duan Yu.

Better to surrender and lose half.
(End of this chapter)