Gusu South Murong

() The two figures, under the gaze of countless eyes, collided like meteorites. I saw a blue shadow and a purple shadow spinning sharply. The sound of clapping like pearls, obviously Lan Qing and Murong Fu are in a serious fight.

On the side, Wang Yuyan, Abi and others could only see the speed of the two of them, it was really incredible, how could they tell who was Murong Fu and who was Lan Qing.

Murong Fu's palm pierced the sky, like a flash of lightning, carrying a fierce wind, and slapped fiercely at the motionless Lan Qing in front of him, the force was so strong that even the air around him Driven away, the low-pitched sonic boom was dull and penetrating.

Murong Fu's palm seems to be facing the enemy head-on, but in fact the direction of the palm force is erratic, Lan Qing is also hard to detect, the only thing is that the left paw suddenly bends slightly, and then suddenly faces the direction of Murong Fu's palm When he grabbed it, the claws that seemed to be flapping randomly, were extremely precise the moment Murong Fu's palm landed and slapped on this palm, suddenly, a powerful force surged out, and Murong Fu Fu's palm strength was wandering, which hurt Lan Qing's arm.

It's a pity that Lan Qing's internal strength is still stronger than Murong Fu's. When Murong Fu hurt Lan Qing, Murong Fu's palm also heard a click when he slapped it, but his knuckles were blocked by Lan Qing's palm. Some misplaced.

After a lot of fighting, it was at this moment that they first saw the clues. The two separated suddenly with a tacit understanding. Lan Qing looked at Murong Fu who was opposite him and said coldly: "What a powerful palm technique, it's so weird. The strength of your body is actually able to wander around indefinitely, but it is in your way."

Murong Fu's face was solemn, he knew that this person's strength was definitely not weak, whether it was the mastery of palm technique, or the purity of internal energy, he was no worse than himself at all, where did this person come from?The seriousness of his eyes all revealed that Murong Fu's mood was not so calm at the moment.

Straightening the somewhat dislocated fingers, Murong Fu asked amidst a crackling sound, "Tell me about your origin."

A smile flickered across Lan Qing's mouth, he shook his arm that was numb from Murong Fu's shock, and said with a smile: "If I tell you? Will you come with me?"

"You can consider it, but if you don't tell me, you won't consider it." What Murong Fu dislikes the most is when others use excuses to threaten him, but this time he is curious about Lan Qing's identity.

Lan Qing smiled and said: "Actually, even if I tell you who I am, you don't know. We rarely walk around in the rivers and lakes, and there is no history of us in the rivers and lakes."

"Us? It seems that you are right, you are not alone." Murong Fu said.

"I am the fox king in blue shirt who sits down as the leader of Mingjiao and the four protectors of Dharma King, and the place I will take you this time is Mingjiao." Lan Qing said.

Murong Fu was taken aback. He really forgot about Mingjiao. After all, there was no trace of Mingjiao in this period, but one thing is that the ambition of Mingjiao people is to resolutely fight against the imperial court. They don't like to be famous in the Jianghu, but they spend a lot of time to be hostile to the court. Their aspirations and behaviors are naturally different from those of the general Jianghu, so there are really no rumors of Mingjiao in the Jianghu.

It turned out to be a member of the Ming Cult. In his impression, people in the Ming Cult were free and unrestrained. They didn't care about fame and fortune in the world. But never heard his name.

Murong Fu shook his head and said in his heart: "I should have thought of it a long time ago, Dharma King, isn't that the name of Mingjiao?" Then he looked at Lan Qing and smiled, "Mingjiao Dharma King? Interesting, if that's the case, I will go with you, but , This battle really cannot be stopped, continue to fight.”

"If you want to fight, then fight!" Lan Qing didn't expect Murong Fu's change, but since Murong Fu was going to fight, he would fight there. It's a fight with other people, since it's such an opportunity, don't let it go.

Murong Fu raised his palm to meet him, waved his left hand, and slapped Lan Qing's chest with his palm. There were a few clicks, but Lan Qing blocked him with one hand. Wanting to grab Murong Fu's face, Murong Fu also reacted instantly, his left hand flew away like lightning, his five fingers clenched tightly, the powerful internal force gathered in the fist, and immediately struck out fiercely, just in time to meet the violent detective. The incoming claws collided with each other.

"Oh!"

In the battle between the two, one palm and one claw collided fiercely again and again, and a low sonic boom sounded suddenly at the point of contact, but Lan Qing's body was trembling violently, and his steps retreated hurriedly. A few cracks appeared on the extremely hard floor, and after several consecutive steps like this, a muffled groan sounded from Lunyan's throat, and then he stomped his right foot fiercely, and immediately, the hard floor where he landed was instantly Was broken into extremely fine fragments.

Murong Fu couldn't bear it either, he insisted on not taking a step back, his throat was sweet, a mouthful of blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth, he completely removed the strength from his hand, wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, Murong Fu raised his face solemnly start.

The corner of Lan Qing's eyes twitched, and he thought to himself: What a crazy boy, he fights so desperately. He obviously takes a few steps back to relieve his internal strength, but he still holds back his fighting spirit and does not take a step back. In terms of momentum, Murong Fu was inferior to Murong Fu, took a deep look at Murong Fu and said: "You have crazy fighting spirit, you..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Murong Fu, who laughed and said, "Come again." His body suddenly leaned forward a little, and then the soles of his feet kicked the ground suddenly, and a ghostly flowing light appeared in front of Lan Qing like a shadow. , but the palm force in his hand shot out suddenly, and immediately with an extremely sharp sound of breaking wind and strong wind, like a blurred palm shadow, it gradually magnified in Lan Qing's astonished eyes.

After all, Lan Qing is a strong man of the older generation. He has a lot of experience in facing the enemy. His face was surprised and then he returned to calm. It didn't seem that there was much fluctuation. His palms suddenly bent into claws, and he didn't retreat Reversely advancing, one step landed abruptly, meeting Murong Fu's palm.

The five fingers bent into a rather strange arc, each finger just happened to be in contact with Murong Fu's erratic palm, a few ingenious relay points, coupled with the forcefulness of his own internal force, forced Murong Fu's palm Forced to go any further.

Murong Fu knew that he would not be able to tell the winner with Lan Qing in terms of palm skills. Although Leigushan was taught by Wu Yazi, his palm skills have improved greatly, and he even integrated the characteristics of Liuyang Palm and Baihong Palm of the Xiaoyao School into his own palms. Within the method, he has formed his own palm technique, but it is not enough for Lan Qing, who has been devoted to Yin claws for decades.

A smile appeared on Lan Qing's face when he saw Murong Fu's palm technique gradually slowing down. Lan Qing's claws suddenly curled into a strange arc, and his internal energy lingered around his fingertips. As soon as he probed, the claws shot out violently, the invisible strong wind formed a faint arc of light in front of the claws, the momentum was extremely astonishing and it grabbed Murong Fu.

Murong Fu didn't care about it, he shouted: "Good time!" The internal force suddenly erupted, and the surging internal force was like a flood, and it was about to break out of the embankment. Under Murong Fu's guidance, it was all transferred to the hands, and the stars moved The third floor, Lonely Dream Star Soul, get up!

Both palms are like embracing balls, and a misty white light appears in Murong Fu's palms, but Lan Qing's grasp is firmly sucked into the white light by Murong Fu, and then he turns around, Lan Qing's heart is anxious, it's too bad up!

But Murong Fu turned back the claw containing extremely strong fluctuations in internal force, and only heard a "boom!"

The loud and clear sound of energy breaking suddenly resounded in the field, and there was an overwhelmed click sound from the amorous palm, and he kicked Lan Qing's chest, only to see Lan Qing fly upside down like this.

Silence!