Gusu South Murong

() Facing the scorching sun in the sky, Murong Fu raised his head to look at the scorching sun. He has stayed in this valley for more than half a year. At this moment, the slender figure standing on a boulder, a ray of sunlight pouring down on his body from the sky, Added a faint veil of brilliance to him.

Murong Fu turned around slowly, and murmured: "You have accomplished your skills, it's time to go!" His figure was blurred for a moment, and the next moment, Murong Fu had already landed on a big tree a hundred meters away, and immediately flashed Several times, disappeared without a trace.

Baiyun Town

Baiyun Restaurant

On the second floor of the restaurant, a large number of quacks sat there drinking and chatting, and from time to time they ate the tofu made by the proprietress in words.

"Miss Boss, that one of yours hasn't made a move for several years. I don't know how far his sword skills are now?" Someone used his husband's name to talk to the proprietress of the restaurant. Tired of life and death vendettas in the rivers and lakes, he opened a restaurant here, which is also leisurely.

The lady proprietress of the restaurant said with a half-smile, "What kind of martial arts does he have? He hasn't used martial arts for a long time. Now he just wants to be a stable businessman."

"Guests, take it easy!" While the proprietress was speaking, her eyes were on the window seat, where a young man in a purple robe was sitting. Although the sword in his hand had already withdrawn from the arena, he still had eyesight. Although the sword was lying quietly in the scabbard, he still felt that the sword should be a rare divine sword.

When the food was served, Murong Fu ordered another jug ​​of wine, and ate it with relish. After practicing in the valley for half a year, every day there were wild game and wild fruits, but he was tired of it. Everything he eats now is relished. .

Ding Ding Deng

Disorderly footsteps sounded from the stairs, restaurants were like this, there were many customers coming and going, so it was naturally rather noisy, Murong Fu didn't take it to heart.

The footsteps became louder and louder, but I saw a person coming to the second floor, this person was about to speak, but he saw Murong Fu by the window, there was no way, most of the people in the restaurant were from the Jianghu, everyone was like a rough man, Murong Fu The image of Mr. Fuyi Pianpian is indeed outstanding here. When he saw Murong Fu drinking alone, a trace of disdain flashed in this person's eyes, but when he saw a long sword on Murong Fu's table, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes. It was a rare sword.

"Brother, I want this sword. How much is it?" The man fixed his eyes on the Divine Sword of Protecting the Nation in front of Murong Fu's eyes. How could one not like a good sword, asked Murong Fu who was drinking alone.

Murong Fu raised his eyes and glanced at the man, his appearance was slightly handsome, but his narrow eyes made him look a bit gloomy, and he was about the same age as himself, but his words were extremely arrogant, you must know that people in the world, weapons are their own Woman, you are going to take it away as soon as you open your mouth. Who do you think you are?

"Not for sale" a flat and indifferent voice, also like a breeze, passed by upstairs, and then Murong Fu continued to drink on his own.

The man stared at Murong Fu for a moment, saw that he was very determined, and suddenly drew out his long sword with a swipe, the cold light flashed, and there were a few light chi chi chi chi sounds, the long sword seemed to be scratched on a table of eight immortals beside Murong Fu. A few times, followed by a few pats, the Eight Immortals table was divided into nine neat pieces and fell to the ground.In this instant, he made two vertical swords, two horizontal swords, four consecutive swords, and drew a "well" character on the table.What's even more strange is that the nine planks are all square, with no difference in size, width, and narrowness, as if they were measured with a ruler and then slowly cut into pieces.

"Since Your Excellency is determined to do this, then Zhou must learn from Your Excellency. If Your Excellency is not strong enough, I will not make things difficult for Your Excellency. Just keep the sword." Let Murong Fu honestly hand over the Excalibur of Protecting the Nation.

Although Murong Fu didn't raise his head, he could still see clearly the hand of the man surnamed Zhou from the corner of his eye, and said softly: "This Zhougong sword is the unique skill of the 'One-word Huijianmen' in Jianyang, Fujian. According to me As we all know, Yizihui Jianmen has been exterminated more than 20 years ago, it seems that you are still a surviving child of Yizihuijianmen." The people in the rivers and lakes present all paid attention to the man surnamed Zhou, and there was no sound , although Murong Fu's voice was soft, these few words were heard clearly by everyone.

The man surnamed Zhou was dismantled by someone, he roared furiously, his whole body swelled with qi, and stabbed Murong Fu with a sword: "If you don't drink the toast, you'll seek death."

"I don't know how to live or die." Murong Fu's eyes flashed a threatening cold light, his feet jumped, and he stopped the man surnamed Zhou three steps in an instant, and slapped him with his palm.

Boom!

Several nearby tables were overturned by the strong wind, and the diners fled one after another, screaming.

The man surnamed Zhou took three steps back with his sword, and shouted wildly, "Come again!"

"Get back!"

Murong Fu didn't move his body, he punched out and retracted instantly.

puff!

As if being hit by a heavy object, the man surnamed Zhou was shocked, and his body flew back at a faster speed, spitting out a big mouthful of blood in the air.

Although the man surnamed Zhou is also a second-rate warrior, but judging from the ups and downs of his aura, Murong Fu can tell at a glance that he has only broken through to a second-rate warrior, and his realm is not stable, and he is only one step away from a first-rate warrior. Absolutely, the gap between the two is like the sky.

The man surnamed Zhou who was repelled by Murong Fu felt as if his feet were filled with lead water at this moment, he didn't move half a step forward for a long time, looked at Murong Fu in horror, and said angrily: "Who the hell are you? You are so young, Martial arts so powerful?"

Murong Fu said indifferently: "Your martial arts are too poor, your breath is unstable, and your swordsmanship is also not good. One word Hui Jianmen is just mediocre."

The man surnamed Zhou said angrily: "Bullshit, but you dare to underestimate me with the word Huijianmen if you are stronger than me? Come and fight again." The long sword shook, with a move of "The sky is like a vault", followed by a move of "White mist" , Mixing two moves into one, handed it to Murong Fu, intending to trap the general in the sword light to gain the upper hand for himself.

Murong Fu has some understanding of the word Hui Jianmen's martial arts, "the sky is like a vault" and "the white mist is boundless" are both false and one real.As long as he goes straight into the palace and beats his confidants, he will be forced to retreat.

As soon as the Guardian Sword was out of its sheath, the distorted light of the sword seemed to be slow and fast, and seemed to be up and down, like a nightmare, making people unable to tell which point the opponent was going to attack. Then, under the confused face of the man surnamed Zhou, a sword Stabbing towards his confidant, the man surnamed Zhou was startled, and hastily withdrew his move, but Murong Fu stepped forward to meet him and kicked the man surnamed Zhou away.

Murong Fu shook his head secretly, not knowing whether to say that the man surnamed Zhou had a brain problem or a tendon, obviously he had already figured out his martial arts routines, and he still used Zhou Gong sword.

The crowd behind them talked a lot, and the words contained in it made the man surnamed Zhou quickly notice the Excalibur of Protecting the Nation held in Murong Fu's hand!

In addition to the smooth flow of the snow-white sword, there is a layer of dazzling green light, which looks more noble and mysterious. On the long sword, the sharpness is exposed, and it is a noble and extraordinary sword.

Shocked!

There was a flash of greed in his eyes. As a swordsman, who would not be tempted by a top-quality sword?Coincidentally, Murong Fu really saw this greed. It's not Murong Fu's style to leave future troubles. A man should stop and break, otherwise he will suffer chaos. Even if he let him go, he will beat himself to protect the country The idea of ​​the sword, of course he can't keep it.

Stand out! !

Approaching slowly! ! !

Suddenly, a hurried voice from a distance interrupted Murong Fu's actions: "Wait a minute, Zhu Zi'an dare not stop?"

Suddenly, there seemed to be a brief stagnation on the chaotic second floor of the restaurant...

Clang!

Under the nervous and excited eyes of everyone, Murong Fu also drew his sword, the angle of the sword was unimaginable, not only that, the light of Murong Fu's sword was very thin, it was the kind of thinness that was condensed to the extreme, and it was even sharper.

I saw that the sword light pierced the man's forehead, and then the man fell down.