Gusu South Murong

() No one can threaten Murong Fu, and Murong Fu will not allow anyone to threaten him. Turning his head to look, he saw a figure rushing towards him, the speed was so fast that Murong Fu took a few extra glances.The furious figure fell beside the man surnamed Zhou, supporting the man surnamed Zhou's body, and the muscles on his face twitched angrily.

Murong Fu looked at the old man in front of him, and saw that the man was wearing a green shirt, about fifty years old, with a long beard and a handsome face, but the fierce sword energy emanating from the old man really made Murong Fu feel more formal. An accomplished swordsman will have some sword qualities, such as sharpness, sharpness, sharpness, coldness, etc., and the fierce sword energy fluctuating all over the old man shows that this person's swordsmanship is definitely very strong.

At least a first-class fighter, Murong Fu kept positioning the old man's strength in his heart.

The old man stood up, looked at Murong Fu coldly, and said in a low voice: "I told you to stop just now!"

Murong Fu looked at the old man indifferently, and said softly: "You can't stop the person I want to kill!"

The muscles in the corners of the old man's eyes twitched and he said, "Boy, you are fine. You are the first person to make my sword god Zhuo Bufan so angry. Tell me your name."

A flash of understanding flashed across Murong Fu's mind, it turned out to be the case, it was him, he was originally a disciple of Yizi Huijian sect, 62 members of the sect from three generations were killed by Tianshan Child Elder, Zhuo Bufan was not in Fujian at that time, so he survived , never dared to go back, fled to the remote and extremely cold place in Changbai Mountain to study swordsmanship, accidentally obtained a sword scripture left by a senior master, practiced hard for 30 years, finally achieved great swordsmanship, confident that he is already invincible, arrogant He is invincible, only the long sword in Dao's hand is unresistable in the world, Xu Zhu snatches the sword two or three times, and he still has the face to claim to be a sword god, ridiculous!

Murong Fu said indifferently: "In martial arts, strength is the most important thing. It is only natural that he is not as good as others, and he tried to get the sword in my hand, and I killed him."

Zhuo Bufan didn't even listen to Murong Fu's words, and then said: "It's useless to let you talk sweetly, Zhou Tao is the only blood of my Yizi Huijian sect, no matter what, I can't ignore it, killing people pays for their lives, boy, take your life. "

Murong Fu was not a timid person either, so he escaped from his bosom with a 100 taels silver note and put it on the table, and then said: "Whoever wants revenge, come with me."

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The blue sky is cloudless, and the sky looks like a huge blue mirror, extremely clear.

Looking at the slowly approaching figure of the old man, a strange smile flashed across Murong Fu's handsome face, and he said softly, "Sword God? You really have confidence." Murong Fu admitted that this Zhuo Bufan was indeed very powerful, It is also a top-notch existence in the first-class masters of the Jianghu, but in the face of Xu Zhu and other super-class fighters, he was defeated in a few moves.

With a heavy step forward, Zhuo Bufan seemed to be stepping on a wind eye, and the endless strong wind rose and exploded, pressing down on Murong Fu with a biting momentum, making his clothes rattle.

Murong Fu's feet took root, he remained motionless, like a reef beside a river, standing erect for thousands of years, no matter how strong the waves and winds are, it will be difficult to move him a bit.

With the National Protector Sword in his hand, Murong Fu's aura changed, his eyes were as sharp as a sword's light, piercing people's hearts, and streams of sharpness radiated from him.

Suddenly there was a flash of cold light, a long sword stretched out and lay across Murong Fu's head, the blade stood upright, Murong Fu leaned back and took three steps back.

Murong Fu narrowed his eyes, judging from the speed and accuracy of the sword just now, his sword skills have reached the peak, the sword skills are indeed extraordinary, but it is not enough to make Murong Fu feel powerless.

As soon as Zhuo Bufan handed and straightened his long sword, a half-foot green glow suddenly appeared on the tip of the sword.Murong Fu's eyes were full of astonishment: "Sword glow, sword glow!" The sword glow stretched like a snake, Zhuo Bufan showed a sinister smile, he took a breath of true energy from his dantian, and the green glow burst out, stabbing at Murong Fu's chest. Come.

Jianmang is a unique skill that can only be comprehended by super-class warriors who have a deep sense of kendo. It is obvious that the extraordinary strength is only the top among first-class warriors, but they can comprehend the sword glow that many super-class swordsmen cannot comprehend.Murong Fu thought about it, it must be the sword scripture he got, otherwise he could comprehend the sword light with his extraordinary talent?Just kidding.

"Shocking Cloud Dragon City!"

Even if Zhuo Bufan uses his sword light, Murong Fu will not be caught without a fight. The thick sword energy in "Dragon City Sword Art" is extremely powerful. Wherever it goes, the air is swept away, with a crushing direction Extraordinary.

Zhuo Bufan used all his strength with this sword, the green sword light smashed Murong Fu's sword energy to pieces, and the remaining sword light also hit Murong Fu, with a sound of swish, Murong Fu spurted out a mouthful of blood and flew upside down Going out, sure enough, Jianmang vs. Jianqi, first-rate warrior vs. second-rate peak warrior, the results are self-evident.

Faced with this extremely terrifying blow, the gaseous internal force in Murong Fu's body erupted automatically, vaguely, as if an invisible barrier was broken deep in the dantian, the speed of the gaseous internal force increased greatly, gradually transforming into a gaseous state and a liquid state.

At this moment, Murong Fu actually used Zhuo Bufan's pressure to break through to a first-class martial artist.

Feeling the tyrannical zhenqi circulating in his body, Murong Fu raised his eyes, his sharp eyes were almost as real as they turned into illusory sword qi, which made people's eyes sting, and the gaseous internal force in his body was still constantly transforming, while Zhuo Bufan at the side was surprised and said: "Junior, I didn't expect you to break through to a first-class warrior, and to break through to a first-class warrior at such an age. The younger generation in the world should respect you, but it's a pity, today, you will undoubtedly die. "

drink!

Taking a step forward, the sharp air flow scattered and overflowed, Murong Fu's whole body seemed to melt into the sky, and the astonishing sword power soared into the sky.

Facing Zhuo Bufan's sword light, he dare not be careless. Now that Murong Fu has just broken through, the gaseous internal force in his body can't be completely transformed into too much internal force, let alone the condensed qi on his body, Zhuo Bufan will not let him in this time period. He made a good breakthrough, but Murong Fu now remembered that he had a flowing body technique no less than Lingbo Weibu.

Zhuo Bufan used strength in his hand, stabbed at Murong Fu with his sword, and shouted: "Young man, do you want to escape?" Murong Fu didn't bother to pay attention to him, he tried his best to transfer the internal force in his body, and slid his feet to avoid Zhuo Bufan's sword light again .

Murong Fu's Liuguang body technique is no less inferior to Lingbo Weibo of the Xiaoyao School, both of which belong to the supreme lightness kung fu of controlling Qi, and Zhuo Bufan's only shot is just the sword light, and his lightness kung fu is much inferior to Murong Fu's. Seeing Murong Fu's gestures, he was naturally extremely agile, turned around at will, although the sword light came very fast, he still dodged it lightly and deftly.

Just like this, one of them chased and the other dodged, Zhuo Bufan was stunned that he had no choice but to take Murong Fu, time passed slowly, Murong Fu finally transformed all the internal energy in his body, at this time Murong Fu also condensed on his body just like Zhuo Bufan Aroused.

Murong Fu, who was escaping, found the right time, turned around and narrowed the distance to Zhuo Bufan, and swung his sword out. Although the momentum of the thick sword was not very loud, it was still fierce, and a white wave of air was formed behind. Like a rapidly changing flowing cloud, it promotes the speed of the sword energy.

click!

The sword energy came into contact with Zhuo Bufan's sword light in an instant, and the next moment, the sword energy was still cut in two, and the sword light, which had shrunk by two-thirds, still had no momentum left, and hit Murong Fu's protective body fiercely, A smile appeared on the corner of Murong Fu's mouth, and it was at this moment.

"joint finger"

A white finger force, like wind like thunder, like fire like electricity, carrying a fierce, terrifying, publicity, domineering momentum, ruthlessly blasted on Zhuo Bufan's body, protecting his body without hesitation It was pierced by the Shenhe finger, and instantly hit the Taiyuan point on Zhuo Bufan's wrist, Zhuo Bufan's right hand holding the sword went numb, and the five fingers holding the hilt loosened.

Although Murong Fu hit Zhuo Bufan, he felt uncomfortable at the moment, Zhuo Bufan's remaining one-third of his sword light pierced Murong Fu's left rib, if Murong dodged just now, it would be impossible for the joint fingers to hit Zhuo Bufan At the Taiyuan point on the wrist, Murong Fu, who traded Zhuo Bufan for a flaw with a serious injury, endured the severe pain. During the short time when Zhuo Bufan was picking up the sword, the Excalibur of Protecting the Nation in his hand drew a path of mournful beauty towards Zhuo Bufan's heart. The sword light.

"Why, how, it's possible!" Zhuo Bufan's eyes flashed a hint of incredulity, as if he couldn't believe that he, a majestic sword god, would be killed by a junior.

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