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Chapter 130 Use the other person’s way to repay the other person!
  No matter who opens his mouth to speak, his spirit will inevitably be relaxed and his guard will inevitably be neglected.

As soon as he started to laugh, Lu Di had already discovered that Murong Fu had exposed his empty door.

The meaning of "empty door" is death.

At this moment, Lu Di took action instantly.

The flaw in Murong Fu's figure only lasted for a moment, but he was sure that he had taken advantage of the opportunity to find out the flaw.

Rudy didn't use a sword.

But the speed of his attack was faster than his sword.

His hand itself was a weapon, but for the sake of caution, he still changed countless moves.

His left hand is pinched like a leopard's claw or an eagle's claw, and the five fingers of his right hand are flexed and extended. No one can tell that he is going to use a fist?
  Palm?

Do you want to use the Eagle Claw Technique?

Or should I use other martial arts?

The changes in his shots were staggered, and he was confident that no one could see where he was attacking in a very short time.

He had to activate Murong Fu's body skills first. As long as he moved, the empty door would become real and his own flaws would be completely realized.

Murong Fu moved, revealing his ribs.

At this moment, Lu Di rushed over.

His movement is as light as smoke and as agile as a swallow, but his strikes are as sharp as an eagle's peck and as violent as thunder and lightning.

Murong Fu moved his feet, and the table placed in front of them suddenly flew up and blocked them.

There was a loud "bang" sound, and the tabletop in front of him suddenly exploded, revealing a hand.

His hands are there.

Another person's hand is just a hand, but his hand is a deadly weapon.

Sometimes confidence is an unparalleled weapon, and this is exactly the case for Rudy right now.

However, soon his heart felt as if he had fallen into hell, because by the time he pounced on him, Murong Fu's empty door had disappeared.

In this unforgettable moment, his empty door miraculously disappeared.

It should be noted that it is one thing to fight with others and gain the upper hand, but it is another thing to be lured into the enemy's depth.

However, Lu Di struck out with a move, and suddenly realized that the move was not hitting the empty goal, but his hand.

Yes, it was Murong Fu's hand.

Lu Di's hands are deadly weapons, and Murong Fu's hands can kill people, but no one can use one hand to force a deadly weapon.

Not only is this irrational, it will also put you in a desperate situation!
  For a moment, Lu Di couldn't help but feel overjoyed.

In just one moment, he almost experienced the feeling of going from hell to heaven.

However, although he was pleasantly surprised, he still had some sense left. He saw Murong Fu's right index finger and thumb gently touching each other, as if he was holding a flower, with a smile on his lips.

In a moment, Murong Fu seemed to become solemn and solemn, like a mountain standing beside him.

Lu Di's face was condensed, but the arrow was on the string, and he could not allow him to flinch. At that moment, he felt a sudden change in his heart and urged his hand to stab forward.

At the same time, Bao BuTong and the other two who were watching the battle suddenly noticed a cold murderous aura.

It's like the sword energy coming from the sword's edge.

Rudy was sneering.

He didn't believe that someone's martial arts could be more indestructible than his hands!

There was just a "pop" sound, and the two of them slapped each other with one palm and three fingers.

But surprisingly, Murong Fu's fingers were not broken.

At this moment, Murong Fu restrained his strength with three fingers.

It turns out that he has reached the stage where he can freely use his martial arts.

What seemed like a hard blow turned into a light touch, almost like a touch.

Touching is never harmful, neither to others nor to yourself.

As long as your strength is light enough, even if you touch a sharp sword, it won't hurt you.

Lu Di was stunned.

Obviously this result was not expected.

However, the area touched by Murong Fu's three fingers soon felt a sudden tingling sensation, and then he felt a burst of true energy exploding throughout his body.

First, a burst of Yang heat began to rage in his meridians, making him almost in pain.

However, before he could gather his energy to resist, the heat from the sun suddenly turned into a bone-chilling coldness, causing his lips to turn blue and his body to tremble.

This is the magical effect of holding the flower finger to use the two energies of yin and yang. Unless one's internal skills reach a profound level, otherwise the Beiming Qi will be tortured to the point of excruciating pain.

The finger-twisting technique is one of the seventy-two unique skills of Shaolin. It is said that no matter how solid the stone is, it can be broken with the finger.

But it is a human finger after all, and it is not wise to fight with Rudy's deadly weapon.

However, this flower-twisting finger is not just a hard skill. It should be noted that it has both feminine and masculine strength. When combined with Murong Fu's current Beiming Qi, once it is used, it will naturally be invincible!

Although Rudy's hands were deadly weapons, he was still a human being, a living person.

As long as he was human, he would have meridians, so he would naturally be unable to resist Murong Fu's seemingly gentle finger.

But Rudy still has another hand.

It turns out that Lu Di has more than just one hand.

People always hide their weaknesses, and Lu Di is no exception.

When fighting with others, they will always pay attention to their own hands, which are like cast metal.

Little did he know that he had two hands.

Although his other hand has not fully mastered the martial arts, it has the strength of three fingers.

Three fingers may not be as good as one hand, but they can still be deadly!
  That's how he is right now...

His three-finger attack was even quicker than before, and he took advantage of the sudden attack. The three-finger shot was just one step away from touching Murong Fu's left rib.

If this blow hits, there will be a big hole in anyone's chest!
  But how could Murong Fu be unprepared? He waved his left sleeve and revealed a hand.

Still a light pat!
  However, this gentle pat seemed to have great magic power today, and his entire face instantly became ugly.

Just because his left hand began to become sore and numb, and at the same time, under the gentle caress of Murong Fu's palm, it involuntarily drew an arc in the air, and actually changed its direction and pointed towards his right hand.

He never thought that he would be defeated by such a simple move.

The competition between masters is often just a battle of one move.

This move is ever-changing and full of surprises.

The cleverness of Murong Fu's moves did not lie in how fast he changed or how heavy his strikes were. It's that he can defeat the enemy with one move, just because his attack can be done with ease.

To lift a heavy weight with ease is a superb martial arts realm in itself!

Soon, Bao BuTong and two others on the side heard the sound of bones breaking, and with blood splattering, the three fingers of his left hand were completely inserted into his right arm.

Both of them practice the same kind of kung fu, but their fingers are naturally slender and cannot compare with human arms.

Now the two are fighting each other. Although the right arm is injured, the fingers will also be injured.

And now at least two of the three fingers on his left hand are broken...

"What kind of martial arts...do you...do...this...exactly..."

At this moment, Lu Di's face turned pale, and his eyes were full of disbelief and fear.

"Repay the other person with his own way. This is the secret skill of the Murong family. You must remember it!"

Murong Fu looked at Lu Di with a smile and answered slowly.

Although Lu Di practiced that martial arts to the point where he had not reached the level of "Silver Halberd Wenhou" in the past, he had forgotten one thing, the martial arts in the world are complementary to each other.

When you put all your energy into one thing, the other will fall into place.

Lu Di's talent was naturally not bad, and his internal skills were also not bad, but he happened to encounter Murong Fu, who was far ahead of him in internal skills. When the two fight against each other, the competition is not about their strengths, but their weaknesses.

Unfortunately, Lu Di's shortcomings are obviously more fatal than his strengths!

"If you use his method, you will also use it on his body?"

Lu Di murmured in a low voice, with a trace of confusion in his eyes. It was obvious that he had never heard this sentence before.

"My family is the son of a young master and a descendant of the Murong family. It is natural that you should be defeated by him!"

After seeing Lu Di's defeat, he didn't seem to understand at the hands of whom he was defeated. Bao BuTong couldn't help but said.

"Murong family?"

Hearing this, Lu Di's expression moved slightly, as if he remembered something.

"I am the descendant of Murong Fu from Gusu!"

Understanding what he thought wrong, Murong Fu said calmly.

"Write down the martial arts you have learned with your own hands, and I will spare your life!"

Then his eyes fell on the seriously injured Lu Di, and Murong Fu continued to speak slowly.

"you……"

Hearing this, Lu Di's expression changed again.

It should be noted that in the martial arts world, the martial arts practiced by everyone is the basis of his wealth and life.

But Murong Fu actually brought it up in person, and all this naturally made his face change greatly.

"I advise you not to have other thoughts. You can't hide your identity from me..."

Seeing the change in Lu Di's expression, Murong Fu knew that people like him had the most thoughts. After raising his eyelids slightly, he warned in a cold tone.

"Where does my identity come from?"

Lu Di had already guessed something in his mind at this time, but he was not willing to admit it yet.

"Your identity can't be hidden from others, but you can't hide it from me. You are Dorjia, the 'King of Power', one of the four kings of the Demon Cult. You have three incarnations. Not only do they dress exactly the same, they even walk. The gestures are exactly the same.”

Seeing that Lu Di was still trying to muddle through at this time, Murong Fu shook his head gently.

Hearing this, Lu Di's face turned completely pale. He obviously failed to realize that his secret seemed to be useless in front of this person.

"You think you act so closely that others can't guess your identity, but you don't know that you can't hide it from anyone who cares. You must know that I am not the only one who knows your identity in Chang'an City!"

Looking at Lu Di in front of him, Murong Fu had a trace of pity in his eyes.

Is Lu Di's martial arts weak?

The answer is very strong. After all, a person's hands are the most deadly weapons in the world. How can his martial arts be weak?
  It’s just that he succeeds with these hands and loses with these hands.

Because these hands, which can be called deadly weapons, made him too confident.

Confidence is a good thing, but overconfidence can lead to tragedy!

This is what happened to Lu Di right now. You could say that he was not cautious. He would always arrange his own incarnation in advance before fighting with others, but he happened to forget one thing.

His hand, his hand, had long become his signature.

Stands can keep their bodies in step, but their hands are not the most deadly weapons in the world...

So in the original work, he was defeated, cleanly at the hands of Shangguan Xiaoxian...

His ending was the same as that of Lu Fengxian, who was defeated by the descendants of the Shangguan family!

If he had known about this in advance, it would probably make him even more crazy!
  "Third brother, give him a three-corpse brain pill!"

Seeing that Lu Di remained silent, Murong Fu stopped talking nonsense and gave direct instructions.

"I obey my orders!"

After Bao BuTong handed over his hand, he walked to Lu Di's side with a sneer.

No matter how powerful a person is in martial arts, once his pride is destroyed, he will not be much stronger than an ordinary person.

Just like the Lu Di in front of him, his arms are seriously injured at the moment. It can be said that he has abandoned his martial arts. Naturally, he cannot resist Bao BuTong's luck.

Without waiting for him to speak, Bao BuTong used his left hand to force him to open his mouth, and then stuffed a pill wrapped in beeswax into his mouth.

"This medicine hides three kinds of corpse worms. You need to swallow the antidote every year to keep the corpse worms sleeping. Otherwise, once the corpse worms wake up, it will be difficult for you to die!"

Bao BuTong sneered and warned.

After hearing what Bao BuTong said, Lu Di's face turned pale again.

As the saying goes, the winner is the king and the loser is the enemy. He is inferior to others in skill and was captured by others. As a result, he ended up in the current situation. He knew that no matter what he said, it would make no difference.

Not long after Murong Fugang captured Lu Di, a sad flute sound suddenly came from outside the inn.

This Xiao Sheng was naturally unfamiliar, but Murong Fu could hear a hint of self-admiration in it. It was obvious that the person had a high regard for himself, and even his daily behavior showed a trace of pretentiousness.

Murong Fu had guessed the identity of the visitor and frowned slightly.

The captured Lu Di looked a little complicated at this moment, and he obviously understood who the person was.

After a while, I saw an extra group of people in the deserted inn.

To be precise, there were ten people, but nine of these ten people were women, and all of them were very young and beautiful girls, but they all wore Taoist attire.

Where did so many female Taoist priests come from?

Bao BuTong and Feng BoE frowned at the same time because they saw someone.

An old man, a seasoned Taoist.

He was wearing a Jinxiang Taoist robe, his silver hair was pulled into a Taoist bun, and a crystal and round flute was inserted sideways.

He should be at least sixty years old, but his face is rosy, not even a wrinkle can be found, and his eyes are still clear and bright.

Even at his advanced age, he still has a straight figure and does not look old-fashioned at all. His long, silver-like beard flutters under his collar, and is neatly and neatly trimmed.

Murong Fu had never seen a Taoist priest with such gorgeous decorations and such attention to appearance.

"You shouldn't have come!"

Seeing such a good-looking Taoist, Murong Fu suddenly shook his head gently.

The Taoist said coldly: "Why?"

Murong Fu said: "Because once you come, you are destined to stay today!"

Upon hearing this, the Taoist immediately darkened his face and said: "In recent years, there have been a lot of talented people in the world, and even the old Taoists have begun to look down upon them!"

"Sometimes yes!"

Murong Fu said.

The Taoist said sternly: "How dare you speak so frivolously in front of a poor Taoist?"

Murong Fu said: "In front of people who deserve respect, I will naturally not speak frivolously!"

"You do not know who I am?"

The Taoist said with a strange light in his eyes.

"I know, there are very few people in the world who don't know your name!"

Murong Fu looked as usual and said
  "You know me?"

There was a strange light in the Taoist's eyes, obviously he did not expect that Murong Fu would dare to be so presumptuous after knowing his identity.

Murong Fu said: "East China Sea Jade Flute!"

"You know me, yet you dare to be so frivolous in front of me!"

The Taoist's tone was slightly puzzled.

"The golden ring is ruthless, the flying knife is ruthless, the iron sword has a good reputation, and the jade flute is lustful. Although your reputation is great, it is not worthy of my respect!"

Looking at the Taoist in front of him, Murong Fu's tone could be described as merciless.

(End of this chapter)