Gusu South Murong

"What a powerful sword!"

Xu Zhu didn't dare to be careless, he took a deep breath, a powerful internal force burst out from his body suddenly, with a push of both palms, carrying endless palm wind, without stopping at all, he ruthlessly directed towards Murong Fu's sword energy Let's go!

In that body-like sword qi training, Xu Zhu also made a move with all his strength, and went forward, Murong Fu's sword is the most fierce sword in "Dragon City Sword Art", under the surge of his internal force, He almost didn't do too much blocking, with a sharp sword light, he slammed on the opposite body fiercely.

At this moment, the hearts of everyone present couldn't help but raise their hearts. Who can win this terrifying confrontation of internal forces?

The sword light pressed down, Xu Zhu's palms slapped upwards fiercely, immediately, the residual internal force splashed between the two collided, but suddenly dispersed to the surroundings, and instantly, the dust raged, spread rapidly, and disappeared in an instant The figures of the two were gone, leaving only a battlefield covered in dust!

The breeze blew and the dust cleared away, the situation in the arena was slowly revealed at this moment, Murong Fu stood with a calm face holding his sword, the skirt of his body was not messed up, he immediately turned his eyes to look at Xu Zhu who was opposite him, he saw him radiantly. A pair of shoulders, revealing two strong long arms, other than that, there is no other injury!

This horrific fight, apart from the fact that Xu Zhu's sleeves were smashed, is it even comparable?

Xu Zhu's complexion has finally changed, before Murong Fu's sword light slashed down like a mountain, if he hadn't been prepared to attach his internal energy to it, his fleshy palms would probably be shocked Bones shattered!

Around the square, all the heroes of the world secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and couldn't help being secretly surprised.Everyone reminisced about Xu Zhu and Murong Fu's fight.They all felt their heartbeats inexplicably quickened a lot.

Originally, it was because Murong Fu singled out Shaolin Xuanci, Xuanji and other masters.Everyone who discounted Shaolin School's martial arts in their hearts, seeing Xu Zhu showing such a solid martial arts, and he is only a disciple of Shaolin Xu's generation, couldn't help but start to pay respect to Shaolin School again.

It's just that while the group of heroes present respected each other, they also felt quite strange: "What's the situation? Is it possible that this little monk of the first generation in front of you is stronger than the abbot Xuanci of Shaolin and the heads of all the Shaolin academies?"

Shaolin monks see Xu Zhu displaying supernatural power, they can't help feeling quite proud.The downcast mood immediately cheered up, but seeing Xu Zhu suffer from Murong Fu's sword, they all shouted: "Gusu Nan Murong, not worthy of the name, do you only rely on the power of weapons?"

Hearing the noisy voice here, Murong Fu's eyes also flashed a trace of amusement, he flipped his wrist, turned the hilt upside down, put the sword back into its sheath, and then drew a trace on his hand.Throw it to Gongyegan in the distance!

"Come again!" Murong Fu's figure flew out, Liu Guang's movement was in motion.The body suddenly exploded, and in the flash, an afterimage could not help being dragged behind him, the momentum was quite frightening.

Among the onlookers, there are indeed many masters who are good at lightness kung fu, but compared with Murong Fu's skill, it is a shame to throw it at grandma's house. Apart from being horrified, a sense of admiration is also spontaneously born!

Xu Zhu who has fought for a long time, now his moves have become more and more proficient, facing Murong Fu who is attacking again, he no longer looks jerky, now his arms are straight up and down, he is attacking forward, the internal force in his hands is pouring out.

The palms of the two clashed in all directions, and everyone in the arena felt that the force of the palms scraped their faces like a knife, and the chill invaded their bodies, as if they had reached the top of a high mountain, and the strong wind was blowing in all directions. Many people in the arena could no longer bear it anymore , One by one shrank back, but it made a large space for the two to fight.

After more than fifty moves, Xu Zhu has completely fallen into a passive position, and Murong Fu firmly holds the fighting opportunity in his hands. Although the difference in skill between the two is very small, Xu Zhu has gradually fallen into a ruthless state. downwind.

Originally with the strength of the two of them, it is impossible to fight for more than fifty moves, so Murong Fu has the upper hand, after all Xu Zhu and Murong Fu's overall skill is not much different, both of them have the internal strength of two grades.

But when it comes to combat experience and ability to adapt to the enemy, Xu Zhu and Murong Fu are completely incomparable. The two are facing each other. sentence.

Seeing the eagerness in the eyes of Xuan Ci and others, Xu Zhu also started to panic, facing Murong Fu's palm force, Xu Zhu thrust forward with his left hand, facing Murong Fu's stone-breaking palm, But naturally he used Xiaoyao sect's unique skill Tianshan Zhemei's hand, his right wrist turned in a small circle, turned over, trying to grab Murong Fu's right wrist.

But Murong Fu's experience in dealing with the enemy is something that even Xu Zhu can't catch up with, when Xu Zhu caught it, he was overjoyed, a smile crossed Murong Fu's mouth, the internal force in his hand immediately turned, his right wrist was extremely strong Cleverly slid away, grabbed Xu Zhu's right wrist with a backhand grab.

Xu Zhu saw the sudden strange force in Murong Fu's hand, he couldn't help being startled, his heart trembled, just about to resist, his left wrist was like being wrapped in an iron hoop, he couldn't break free anymore, Xu Zhu Zhu didn't have time to think about other things, he exerted strength with his right palm, and slapped Murong Fu with his chest.

Murong Fu raised his face slightly, looked at Xu Zhu and said indifferently: "It's such a thick palm, since it's like this, I'll give it back to you!" After finishing speaking, before Xu Zhu could react, Dou Zhuan Xing Yi suddenly moved, at this moment Under the swift attack like lightning, Xu Zhu panicked, he only knew how to withdraw his palm and push back.

After all, Xu Zhu suffered from his inexperience, coupled with his fear of Murong's resurgence, he immediately felt clumsy, he used all his strength when he slapped the palm just now, and now he hastily retracted it, one can imagine the counter-shock force .

"Pfft!" The blood in the body was churning, and a mouthful of blood couldn't help but spurt out, and his figure also staggered, leaning forward, if the internal force was weaker, this blow would kill him However, Xu Zhu's internal energy is extremely strong at the moment, it's just that his qi and blood are churning.

Xuan Ci and other Shaolin eminent monks saw Xu Zhu staggering, they couldn't help shaking their heads, they all sighed slightly: "After all, it's because they have too little experience, and their ability to adapt to the enemy is too poor, if they fight hard, they can rely on their solid His internal strength is not at a disadvantage, but the way he is playing at this moment pales in comparison!"

After defeating Xu Zhu, Murong Fu's figure swayed slightly, he took a step back, and said in a cold voice: "Who else from Shaolin sect stepped forward?"

As soon as the voice fell, no one in the Shaolin faction dared to step forward, it can be seen that everyone was really shocked by Murong Fu's unfathomable strength.

Murong Fu's temperament seems to be calm, but he also has a rather paranoid side, which is why today he resolutely decided to admit that Shaolin Xuanbei died at the hands of his Gusu Murong clan in front of his fellow martial arts practitioners. In the final analysis, he just wanted to resolve all the grievances and grievances today!

All the eminent monks of Shaolin sect's Zhongxuan generation remained silent, their hearts felt as if they were stabbed out by a knife, how could they not understand the meaning of Murong Fu's words?But Murong Fu has already said that no matter it is a group battle or a solo battle, he will take over, but he is not good at learning, even the most powerful abbot Xuanci, Xuanji Chief Zuo and others in the Shaolin School were defeated by Murong Fu , what can they do!

Xuanci frowned tightly, and finally shook his head helplessly, although Xuanci tragically died in the hands of Murong Fu, but at this moment he didn't know, no matter who was in his Shaolin sect, there was definitely no one who could beat Murong Fu, in this case, If he continued to fight Murong Fu alone, it would be the same result, but it would only boost Gusu Nan Murong's reputation.

Xuanci's eyes changed, and he said inwardly: "This Murong Fu's kung fu is unfathomable, none of the monks in this temple can be his opponent, if you say that all the masters in the temple swarm up and rely on the number to win, then you will become a rascal. Banditry, is Shaolin sect capable of doing it? Besides, let alone whether it is possible to avenge junior brother Xuan Bei, I am afraid that the ancient Shaolin temple that has been passed down for thousands of years will inevitably be destroyed in his own hands, no, it is absolutely no!"

In fact, just as Xuanci thought, if the Shaolin sect really mobs up to attack Murong Fu, all the heroes of the Jianghu present will gather here, within a few days, this matter will definitely spread in the Jianghu. At that time, everyone in the world will know that the Shaolin faction lost to Gusu Nan Murong, and finally used all the strength of all the temples to attack him. At that time, the reputation of the Shaolin faction will plummet. How can it lead the martial arts again? He Xuanci is even more shameless as the abbot of Shaolin Temple.

Xuan Ci took a deep look at Murong Fu in the field of vision, after a while, he let out a breath, and said in a deep voice: "Today I just realized that there is a sky beyond the sky, there are people above all, the old monk has studied hard for decades, in the hands of Master Murong It's not enough, Gusu Nan Murong really lives up to his reputation, I admire you!"

The Shaolin monks were all downcast, they all understood that what the abbot said was because he believed that the martial arts skills of the Shaolin school were not as good as others.

As soon as these words came out, the heroes of the Jianghu first glanced at Xuan Ci who sighed that he was inferior, and then turned to Murong Fu who had a flat face again, with a look of solemnity in his eyes. Today, all the eminent monks of the Xuan generation in Shaolin were defeated one by one, and the matter turned to this stage, it was not what they expected when they first entered the Shaolin Temple.

The heroes of the rivers and lakes saw the extremely ugly faces of some Shaolin disciples, obviously they were quite displeased with this result, they also looked silent about this, they couldn't help feeling a little bit of sympathy for the Shaolin sect, the martial arts that Murong Fu showed just now, It is enough to show that the Shaolin faction is invincible, but what kind of blow is this to the Shaolin faction?

It's not that Shaolin is too weak, but Murong Fu is too strong!

Wang Yuyan, Abi and the others on the side also secretly wiped off their cold sweat. Although they had full confidence in Murong Fu, but at the moment they heard that the Shaolin faction was subdued and the matter of Shaolin Xuanbei was exposed, the two women finally let go The big stone in my heart... (to be continued...)