Martial Arts: Start to Create a List of Behind-the-scenes Masterminds

　　The two settled the bill in a low-key manner, and took advantage of the night to quickly walk out of the city tower and headed for the desert.

　　……

　　at the same time.

　　The Song Dynasty, outside the city of Suzhou, deep in Yanziwu.

　　Murong Fu wore the star and moon, and practiced the sword art over and over again.

　　Ever since I learned that I was ranked [-]th on the [Great Master List].

　　Murong Fu had been hiding in the Houshan ancestral hall to practice swordsmanship without sleep.

　　This is not cramming.

　　But Murong Fu has always been like this, and he has never slackened in martial arts.

　　As a descendant of the Murong family of the Xianbei royal family, Murong Fu had two most admired people in his life:

　　One of them was the ancestor Murong Chui, who overcame all difficulties and rebuilt the state of Yan by himself, and almost restored the territory of the former Yan Dynasty in its heyday.

　　The other is the ancestor Murong Longcheng.

　　Self-created "Douzhuanxingxiao", "Jointing Fingers", "Dragon City Swordsmanship" three unique skills, shocking martial arts, defeated all invincible opponents.

　　The current foundation and prestige of the Murong Clan in Gusu were basically laid down by Murong Longcheng.

　　Because of this, Murong Fu has always targeted these two people and only did two things from childhood to adulthood.

　　One thing is to run around for the revival of the Yan Kingdom, make friends everywhere, and want to reproduce the Yan Kingdom in Murong Chui's time.

　　One thing is to practice martial arts, defeat all rivals in all corners of the world, and not lose the prestige left by Murong Longcheng.

　　But now there is no hope of restoring the country, and the martial arts cultivation base cannot be as arrogant as Murong Longcheng.

　　1.2 This made Murong Fu feel a deep sense of frustration, and the sword edge became more and more urgent.

　　"Do you want to go crazy by practicing like this?"

　　At this moment, a coercive voice came from the depths of the ancestral hall.

　　"who is it?"

　　Murong Fu was so frightened that his souls flew out, and even his sword almost fell to the ground.

　　The voice comes from the ancestral hall,

　　Could it be that his father, Murong Bo, cheated on the corpse?

　　"It's ridiculous, you practice the swordsmanship I created, but you don't even know who I am?"

　　The voice sounded again.

　　"You created..."

　　Murong Fu frowned, and then he was shocked, "Difficult, are you the ancestor of Murong Longcheng?"

　　This was really a shocking shock, and it directly stunned Murong Fu.

　　Murong Longcheng's prestige back then, how flamboyant,

　　In the entire Song Dynasty, when they heard this name, everyone would be in awe.

　　He thought that this old ancestor had already died, is he still alive?

　　Thinking of this, Murong Fu's heart couldn't help beating faster.

　　"bump!"

　　Murong Fu knelt directly on the ground and said loudly, "The Imperial Martial Arts Competition is about to be held, I beg the ancestors to show mercy, pass me on the essence of "Dragon City Sword Art", and praise me Murong's heavenly power!"

　　"Dynasty Martial Arts Competition?"

　　A voice came from the depths of the ancestral hall again, with a little doubt.

　　Murong Fu quickly put together the Tianji Building, the [Great Master List], and the Dynasty Martial Arts Competition.

　　"What a secret building, I didn't expect that there would be such an interesting force in the world."

　　"[The Great Grandmaster List]? With your strength, you can actually be ranked [-]th. It can be seen that the Great Song Rivers and Lakes have regressed a lot now."

　　"Dynasty martial arts, this is a good thing, and it is indeed worth fighting for."

　　"However, "Dragon City Sword Art" is profound and difficult to comprehend, and it is difficult to achieve anything in just two days."

　　"This old ancestor passed down your profound meaning of "Jointing Fingers", which should be enough for you to win this hegemony competition."

　　With this voice falling,

　　A terrifying finger force shot out from the ancestral temple, instantly turning into a half-foot finger, wrapping the mighty power of destroying the world, and pressing down on Murong Fu mightily.

　　The power of a finger is earth-shattering! .

Chapter 127

　　In order to facilitate everyone's reading and understanding, the nine tails decided to unify the worldview of each dynasty.

　　For example, the Huangyi series, although it is divided into different dynasties, but the sect and world outlook are all in the same line, here is unified planning into the Great Sui Dynasty.

　　The rough plan is as follows:

　　The Ming Dynasty: Jin Yong series + Gulong series + [No. [-] in the world]

　　The Song Dynasty: Jin Yong Series + Wen Ruian Series

　　The Tang Dynasty: Painting the Jianghu series, including [bad people, spirit masters, cups not stop...]

　　The Great Sui Dynasty: Huang Yi Series (Bianhuang, Tang Shuanglong, Broken Void, Clouds and Rains...)

　　Han Dynasty: Storm Series + [Magic Sword Life and Death Chess]

　　The Great Qin Dynasty: Qin Shi Series + Tian Xing Jiu Ge Series

　　In addition, Nine Tails will also consider adding elements of the [Legend of the Son of Heaven] series to each dynasty as appropriate.

　　The overall plan is like this. If you have any opinions, you can put them in the comment area, and Jiuwei will adopt them as appropriate. .

Chapter 128

　　"too strong!"

　　"unstoppable!"

　　"unstoppable!"

　　In the ancestral temple, Murong Fu watched the ginseng fingers getting closer and closer, and couldn't help but feel an indescribable fear.

　　He never imagined that the family tradition of "Shen He Zhi" could be practiced to such an extent that it was like a ghost.

　　The terrifying oppression even made him unable to move a finger.

　　"Idiot, I haven't realized it carefully."

　　At this moment, an icy voice suddenly exploded in Murong Fu's mind, causing him to wake up instantly.

　　Yes, I want to feel it!

　　Murong Fu hurriedly held his breath, carefully observing the various changes in the force of the finger, and at the same time, he moved a finger to meet it.

　　"Rumble..."

　　The two fingers collided, and a roar erupted, and the dust and sand rolled back a hundred meters.

　　Murong Fu took a dozen steps back one after another, and then stopped the powerful momentum, but his eyes were full of joy.

　　Under Murong Longcheng's deliberate teaching, his progress was astonishing.

　　In fact, his talent itself is extremely high, but his mind is used to learn those miscellaneous martial arts.

　　At this time, with the assistance of Murong Longcheng, he seriously understood, and soon he had a deeper understanding of this style of pointing.

　　"Time is short, you only need to practice this form of fingering in the past two days."

　　Murong Longcheng's voice came coldly.

　　At the same time, there was another half-foot-long ginseng finger, exactly the same, but more powerful than three points.

　　"war!"

　　Murong Fu's eyes were burning with fighting intent, and he also attacked with all his strength.

　　……

　　The Great Sui Dynasty, the land of Sichuan and Chongqing.

　　On the outskirts of Nancheng, in an ancient temple, there are broken walls on all sides, and even the Buddha statues inside are covered with cobwebs.

　　Anyone outside can see that this is an abandoned ancient temple.

　　There are many taboos in such abandoned buildings, even passers-by will not stay here.

　　No one could have imagined that Anlong, the famous richest man in Sichuan and Chongqing.Hiding here now.

　　no way!

　　The prestige of Zhu Yuyan, the Queen of Yin, is too great, and she has always been known for being ruthless and unfeeling.

　　Although both of them are the sect masters of Demon Sect, An Long believes that Zhu Yuyan will kill him without hesitation.

　　Hiding here is shabby, but it's better than losing your life,

　　Moreover, this place was secretly transformed into a safe haven by Anlong long ago, and there is no shortage of all kinds of materials, and it is no problem to hide for a few years.

　　"Fortunately, I was already prepared."

　　In the depths of the ancient temple, Anlong was eating the prepared delicious food and couldn't help showing his pride.

　　Just then, a gust of cold wind rushed in.

　　"Who?"