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Chapter 15 Xixia Duan Yanqing (Please invest, thank you)
After dozens of breaths, the noisy fighting sounds had disappeared. The men in black surrounded but did not attack, looking at the woods where Murong Ji was.

There were corpses all over the ground under the tree and the smell of blood filled the air. Murong Ji frowned slightly. He really didn't like this smell.

Human blood smells strong, and the fishy smell is even stronger. The stimulation of this smell makes Murong Ji feel sick, but he can't do anything about it. This is not the time to vomit or feel weak.

If you are not careful, you will lose your life.

He glanced at his hands, which were still trembling a little. He couldn't tell whether he was frightened or excited.

It's as if there is a gene fragment of violence and bloodthirstiness in men's genes.

At this time, noisy sounds were heard from the camp not far away.

Those men in black started attacking.

There was no time to care about others. Murong Ji was alert and looked at the people around him.

Not far away, a man walked out, leaning on a cane. His face could not be seen clearly. He was not masked like the men in black, but he was standing under the shade of the trees and still could not be seen clearly.

"The stars have turned, Gusu Murong."

The sound rumbled and shook all around. Murong Ji was startled. The sound was strange. It did not sound like a human voice, but more like the roar of a wild beast.

Seeing that Murong Ji didn't answer, the man continued, "I wonder who in the Murong family this is?!"

Murong Ji raised his eyebrows slightly. He came to talk to him at this time. Shouldn't the leader go to besiege the military camp?

"Gusu, Murong Fu!" Murong Ji thought it was better to be cautious, and after thinking for a while, he asked, "Are you Duan Yanqing from Xixia Yipintang?!"

"So it's Master Murong. I am Duan Yanqing." Duan Yanqing was a little confused. This man's internal strength and experience were not high. Is this the level of Murong Fu?
No matter who this person is, he is closely related to the Murong family.

Murong Ji's heart sank slightly. Duan Yanqing, this guy is very powerful. He estimated that he could not beat him.

Suddenly, a finger force shot over.

Murong Ji's heart skipped a beat, [I can't dodge it! ]

Time passed, he took the One Yang Finger, turned around, and returned directly the same way. He didn't know if he could defeat Duan Yanqing in this way, so he could only use the Little Wuxiang Gong and finish with One Yang Finger.

Duan Yanqing tapped his crutch and directly took on his own move.

"bump!"

His body shook, and he was a little dazed. [This force...]

His pupils shrank instantly. Behind that finger force, there was another finger force following, which was still the One Yang Finger.

The two finger forces came one after the other, with a very short time difference. Duan Yanqing had no time to dodge and could only take it head-on, suddenly raising the crutch in his hand.

"bump!"

The collision of internal forces directly broke the crutch. Duan Yanqing was prepared this time and did not suffer any loss.

"That's more like it. Now I believe you are Murong Fu! But why do you know Dali's One Finger of Sun?!"

Murong Ji ignored him and listened to the noise coming from the military camp gradually dying down, and the encirclement there was relatively weak.

He immediately pulled himself up, snapped his fingers a few times, and killed the man who was blocking his way in front of him. Then he passed through the woods and saw the fire in the camp.

It was a mess inside and he didn't know what the situation was.

He hurriedly passed the gate and walked towards the military camp.

When he saw the black-clothed man, he killed him with one finger. In a short period of time, he killed more than a dozen people. Murong Ji was relieved. This Yang Finger was really useful and was always effective in clearing out the miscellaneous soldiers.

Suddenly, I felt a warmth in my lower abdomen, and gradually a burning sensation. This feeling was very comfortable, as if there was a stove in my lower abdomen.

Murong Ji took a deep breath, and the breath was absorbed into his body, and it seemed that all the fatigue in his body had dissipated a lot. When he looked up, he found that many people had gathered around him, all of them were the drivers, guards, etc. of the "caravan".

Someone was maintaining discipline and surrounding Murong Ji.

This place formed a group, attracting not only scattered people, but also a lot of people in black.

Murong Ji didn't show any leniency to them. He killed the man in black with a few strikes of his fingers.

"Little brother!"

Murong Ji turned around suddenly and saw the guard who had exchanged food with him standing not far from him. Behind him was a middle-aged scholar.

I think it must be the real one.

Murong Ji didn't pay much attention and said directly, "Excuse me, those bandits are fierce and difficult to deal with."

The guard clasped his fists and said with a smile, "Young man, are you from the Duan clan of Dali?"

Murong Ji smiled bitterly, "No, my name is Murong Ji."

The man understood and asked no more questions.

The army gathered together, had a unified command, and their fighting power was greatly increased, so Murong Ji would be fine.

Standing in the middle of the army, looking at the situation outside, however, there was always someone separating himself and the middle-aged scholar intentionally or unintentionally. It didn't matter, Murong Ji was too lazy to know who he was.

Suddenly, there were screams and wails coming from behind. Murong Ji turned around and saw a man in black breaking through the battle formation.

The battle formation of several thousand people formed a circle. For these martial arts masters, it was not difficult to break through. This was probably the reason why the battle formation was broken before.

In this era that advocates personal strength, the same is true for the way of war. A powerful general can enhance the strength of the army.

Murong Ji hurriedly stepped forward and struck the man in black with a palm, but the man did not try to take the attack and dodged it before using his most cunning trick.

He really didn't have much experience dealing with such people, and after a while of confusion, he adapted to the opponent's attack methods.

Murong Ji directly used the Dou Zhuan Xing Yi technique to kill him.

"Do unto others as you would have them do unto you." The guard said softly, looking at Murong Ji with a less guarded expression.

With Murong Ji holding back those masters, the army could handle the rest. The balance of the battle gradually tilted towards them.

At the edge of the jungle, a figure appeared, Duan Yanqing.

Duan Yanqing took a look at the battle situation, then saw Murong Ji in the army formation. In the light of the fire, Murong Ji's face was extremely clear.

After finding the target he wanted to kill, the middle-aged scholar, he also looked for him in the army.

He flew up and landed directly in front of the army formation, and with a fierce attack, he directly broke the defense of the army formation.

Murong Ji frowned tightly and stood up with gritted teeth. If these people died, he couldn't guarantee that Duan Yanqing would let him go!
"call!"

Seeing Murong Ji stepping forward, Duan Yanqing's crutch flew towards him. Murong Ji turned his hands and hit the crutch back.

The crutch returned to Duan Yanqing's hand again, and the other crutch attacked him, but using sword techniques.

Murong Ji was shocked, his worst skill was swordsmanship!
Helpless, he could only take it head-on. Xiao Wuxiang Gong was a mental method, but it lacked moves. He took Duan Yanqing's sword move head-on and hit back with Dou Zhuan Xing Yi.

Xiao Wuxiang Gong followed up with another move, imitating Duan Yanqing's Duan family swordsmanship.

Murong Ji had no idea how powerful this move was, but he himself felt it was not very good.

(End of this chapter)