Chapter Forty-Eight: Heavenly King Xiao Feng
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As soon as these disciples of the Star Constellation Sect saw that Ding Chunqiu had settled the account, they didn't have any other thoughts, and immediately turned the limelight and slapped Murong Fu's sycophants wildly. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
Although Murong Fu had heard a lot of praise on weekdays, he still couldn't help but feel a little fluttering in his heart, especially when he heard the words "Martial Arts Alliance Leader", it made him feel overjoyed, and he thought about it: Although these people's martial arts are not high, but after all, they are not small, and he can come in handy when he subdues them.
He had the heart to accept these hundreds of people as cannon fodder, but he was thoughtful and concerned about what everyone thought in their hearts, so he asked Xuan Lin and said: "Master Xuan Lian, Master Xuan Nan died in the hands of Ding Chunqiu, and these Xingzhu Sect disciples can't get out of it, you think they should be killed and stayed." β
This also saw his scheming, Xuan Lin is a Shaolin monk, he is compassionate, how can he take the initiative to kill people, Xuan Lin has just finished pranayama at this time, calmed down his qi and blood, and said: "Amitabha, Lord Ding has also given an order, this is the will of heaven, although these people are wrong, but the sin is not to death, now there is a heart to be good, it is also a good thing, Murong Shi can be more disciplined and guided in the future, so as not to fall into the devil's way." β
"Just according to the master's words."
Murong Fu's eyes flashed, nodded, and said, "Listen, today's events, killing many people, your sins are not light, if you let me know that there are more crimes in the future, it will be like a stone." β
He had the intention of showing off his martial arts, and he struck out with a palm, and it was slapping on a strange-shaped boulder on the edge of the bamboo forest, and with a bang, the moss-covered boulder actually split apart.
Everyone was moved, only frightened that he was strong in his palm, and Jiang Beihe was even more heartbroken, he wanted to achieve great things, and it seemed that there were many opponents at the moment.
These disciples of the Star Constellation Sect can be regarded as having picked up a life for nothing, and they are even more happy, and they promised: "We were forced by Ding Chunqiu's evil thief~ to do it, and it was really a last resort to do it to Master Xuan, and I was already very reluctant in my heart, Murong Gongzi was kind-hearted and all-encompassing, and he really deserved to be the leader of the martial arts alliance." β
Someone has changed his name and said: "The master's martial arts are invincible in the world, and he is merciful, such a heroic figure has no one before or since." β
"The master is invincible and prestigious, and he should dominate the rivers and lakes......"
This kind of big blowing conch clichΓ© is Ding Chunqiu's favorite, these Xingzhu sect disciples saw that Ding Chunqiu was driven away by Murong Fu, and now the head is still in his hands, and the palm of the Void Strength Cracking Stone is an extremely powerful big ~ leg, don't hurry up and hold it.
They touted hard, Murong Fu was just plain on his face, but he was happy in his heart, but Xiao Feng frowned when he heard it, he was heroic by nature, and he was most unaccustomed to this kind of flattery, and sneered: "Although Xiao is not talented, he does not want to be with you, what kind of climate can he become if he is a lackey of the Star Constellation Sect." β
Jiang Beihe said in a dark voice: "How many heroes of the Central Plains have Your Excellency killed, and what is the difference between them and the Star Sect. β
Everyone nodded yes, and the people of the Star Sect shouted: "We will change our evil and return to the right, and we will only listen to the teachings of Murong Gongzi in the future, so naturally we will make up for our mistakes and be a good person." β
"You Khitan thief, if you have the intention of repenting, why don't you surrender to Murong Gongzi and become a servant?"
"I think you are clearly a wolf's ambition, and you want to create and kill again to bring disaster to the world."
The martial arts of the disciples of the Star Sect are commonplace, but the kung fu of the mouth cannon is definitely rare in the world, and hundreds of people attacked Xiao Feng from various angles to raise Murong, one after another, only to hear that Murong Fu felt so uncomfortable.
However, after Jiang Beihe's words, everyone's hatred has been transferred back to Xiao Feng, Xiao Feng's martial arts are so strong, if he bent on killing and injuring the Central Plains Martial Arts in the future, it will be really a big disaster.
However, it was precisely because he was invincible that even several recognized celebrities of Shi Yangtian were folded in his hands, and his reputation was lost, and everyone's expectant eyes fell on Murong Fu, just waiting for him to make a move.
Murong Fu raised his hand and signaled everyone to be quiet, and everyone really stopped talking, but his eyes were cold, and he said with a smile: "Xiao Feng, let me ask you, you are a great hero among the Khitans, and you have also become a big official in the Liao State, yes or no." β
Xiao Feng smiled: "What if it's what, what's not it?" β
Murong Fu said coldly: "You can be arrogant, you killed and injured a lot of Central Plains martial arts seniors back then, and today you are murderous again before all the heroes, what else do you have to say?" β
He pointed with his hand, and everyone looked down, and there were many people on the ground who were wailing and screaming in the Central Plains martial arts, all of whom had been swept by Xiao Feng's palm before, some had broken arms, some had broken feet, and one by one they fell to the ground and groaned~ groaning, so it was not miserable.
"Yes, new and old grudges will be settled today. Xiao Feng, what do you say? β
Jiang Beihe said coldly: "In the past, Master Zhiguang, Tan Gong Tan Po and others were all respected predecessors of my Central Plains martial arts, and they were all killed by you. β
The Central Plains heroes thought about it, and their hearts were filled with grief and indignation, and they shouted: "Xiao Feng, today~ If you don't give an explanation, I'm afraid it's difficult to live anymore." β
Xiao Feng laughed in his heart, he knew that these people were never killed by him, but his identity as a Khitan was here, so he said it to them a thousand times and ten thousand times, swearing to the Buddha, and no one believed him.
He just looked at Murong Fu coldly and asked, "So, you're going to stop me?" β
Murong Fu smiled lightly: "Murong Fu's martial arts are shallow, but he has to come to block you, I can't sit back and watch you slaughter my Central Plains martial arts." β
"Good, good, good!"
Xiao Feng said three good words in a row, laughed loudly, and said, "That's right, then I also want to learn Gu Su Murong's ability to recognize the enemy as his father." β
A Murong Fu, just because of what happened back then, Xiao Feng has always looked down on him, that is, he has not been inherited freely, and he has not condensed a hundred years of Xuangong, which is definitely not in his eyes.
"Kill Xiao Feng, kill Xiao Feng!"
The heroes were aroused by Murong Fu's enthusiasm, and the sound of wild shouts came and went, one after another, but everyone had not experienced the cliff of Dali Tiandu back then, but they couldn't understand the sarcasm in Xiao Feng's words, and now they saw Murong Fu wearing a precious pale yellow shirt making a sound in the wind, and walked towards Xiao Feng step by step. There was a sense of kinship in his heart, and he only said: Originally, if Yannan Tianyan was here, he would definitely be able to slash Xiao Feng, the Khitan dog thief.
"It's just that Yan Daxia has disappeared somehow, and now I just see Murong Gongzi turning the tide, hoping to subdue this demon."
Everyone regarded Murong Fu as the last straw to save their lives, their eyes were implied with fear and panic, and fell on Xiao Feng who was condensing in Yuanzhi, Xiao Feng defeated Shi Yangtian, the hero of the Yangtze River, in one move, it was what happened now, Shi Yangtian's skill was not reduced back then, that can only show that Xiao Feng's skill Shen Xiong is far superior to him, and he is almost invincible in the world.
Murong Fu walked out with his hands in his hands, his eyes flickering coldly, and with each step, the qi in his body condensed one step, and everyone exclaimed: "Look! β
Pointing to Murong Fu's feet, it turned out that every time he took a step, there was a deep foot pit on the ground, Xiao Feng glanced at it, and laughed loudly: "Okay!" Back then, it was said that Nan Murong, North Qiao Feng, let me see if you are qualified to be worthy of this title! β
He slapped Murong Fu on the shoulder, it was the eighteen palms of the dragon descending that were the first in the world, the wind was howling, and there was a faint sound of wind and thunder, which seemed to be more terrifying than the palm that came out of Shi Yangtian, the palm power of this palm is not only to open the stele and crack the stone, if it hits a person, immortality is also a heavy blow to broken muscles and bones.
The palm is heavy.
Everyone was shocked and secretly sweated for Murong Fu, but Murong Fu had already made a response move, only to see that his face was calm, as if the heavy pressure like a mountain in front of him did not exist, and he shrank his shoulders and collapsed his abdomen in a hurry, using his left and right hands together, like embracing yin and yang, like holding the stars, and made an extremely mysterious posture.
"Legend has it that the Murong family's Dou Zhuan Xing is an invincible miracle in the world, and today I finally saw it here!" Among the heroes, there was a knowing exclamation, talking about the profound and mysterious Dou Zhuan Xing, everyone may not know what to do, but this is to talk about "giving back to the other in the other way", it is really like thunder!
Murong Fu's hand is the family heirloom stunt Dou Xing Xing Shift, in the original book, this Murong Dragon City created a mastery is indeed extraordinary, Xuzhu carried Tong Ma on his back and fell on the cliff, the strength is definitely more than ten thousand jun, Murong Fu can also rely on the wonderful true strength of this one Dou Xing Xing Shift to transfer the power of the straight fall, so that they can turn the danger into a disaster, which is wonderful.
Today's Murong Fu is by no means comparable to Murong Fu at any time.
His yellow shirt and long sleeves moved, and the stars moved left and right to block each other, as if sealed, but he directly unloaded Xiao Feng's dragon descending palm strength, pushed it horizontally on the bamboo forest, and boomed loudly, this piece of bamboo forest didn't know how much it was upside down, the green bamboo fell, and the bamboo leaves were scattered all over the place.
Xiao Feng's eyes lit up and shouted, "What a fight, come again!"
He shook his arms together, and used the housekeeping stunt, the left and right hands came out at the same time, which was also the two in the dragon descending palm technique, but the palm power was condensed but not dispersed, and it was superimposed, and the palm strength of three palms in a row condensed into a golden dragon, raising his head hideously, and flying at Murong again.
Condense your strength into a real dragon!
What a powerful vision this is?
The heroes present were already stunned, stunned and then took a step back, imagine if this palm hit him, where would he still have his life?
Xiao Feng's skill is so deep that it has already reached an unbelievable realm.
Su Xinghe sighed: "The hope of the Loose Sect is all in you. β
There are a few dead in the eight friends of Hangu here, but there are still survivors, Xue Muhua saw Su Xinghe, so he howled and cried, and shouted: "Master, it's the disciples who are useless, it's all up to Murong Gongzi to scare back Ding Chunqiu, the evil thief." β
"Murong Fu?"
Su Xinghe was in a complicated mood, but he was stunned, Murong Fu brought Ding Chunqiu's head, but what he said about Ding Chunqiu died in his hands I don't know if it's true or not, if it's true, then his painstaking efforts over the years are all jokes, Murong Fu can kill Ding Chunqiu, and he can also see the depth of his martial arts, he is definitely the best master in the world, but I don't know who can be better than Xiao Feng, the last hope of the Freedom Sect.
Call!
The dragon roared, this golden dragon with teeth and claws was extremely powerful, covering Murong Fu's whole person, with only his eyes, he could only see that Murong Fu couldn't stop moving around, but it was difficult to see what was going on inside.
Murong Fu moved several times with exquisite body techniques, but he was still swept by the palm wind on his right shoulder, and the lower plate was immediately unstable, his body spun, and he fell backwards and retreated a few feet, opening up the distance between the two.
Although he avoided this palm, he was also a big loss of manners, the jade crown on his body was scattered, and the meticulously combed bun was also scattered, looking at the downfall, the right half of his body was extremely sore, as if it was no longer his own.
Everyone was in an uproar and wanted to step forward to snatch Murong Fu back.
Murong Fu raised his hand and signaled them to stop, Rao was like this, and he also set off a shocking wave in his heart: How is this possible, it's just a few years, how can Xiao Feng, a Khitan thief, have such a powerful true power, which is more terrifying than Su Liu's back then!
At this time, no matter how conceited he was, he could feel the gap between himself and Xiao Feng, his martial arts transformation was already a masculine and domineering road, and it was difficult to meet opponents, and Xiao Feng's dragon descending palm happened to be a fierce and fierce road.
He used the bucket to turn the stars, Xiao Feng used the dragon palm, the two did not give an inch, the edges were opposite, just to see whose skill was more domineering, only Murong Fu had already used twelve points of true power, and he had not been able to catch Xiao Feng's palm. Xiao Feng is still calm and relaxed, at least there are three points of strength left, which outsiders can't really see, only people in the bureau have feelings, and it is precisely because of this that he is difficult to accept.
Xiao Feng said with a smile: "It turns out that you have made a lot of progress in martial arts over the years, if it was before today, I would have a chance of winning with you at most, but today for the sake of you killing Ding Chunqiu, I will also spare your life." β
Murong Fu gathered his thoughts, tidied up his messy hair a little, and sneered: "The victory or defeat is not until the last moment, and it is not clear, although your martial arts are high, but there must be strange things in it, I have a way to beat you." β
Xiao Feng chuckled, didn't say much, and directly raised his palm to attack the past, Murong Fu walked lightly, turned three times in a row, and did not dare to be contemptuous at all.
Everyone hates to end up in person, but there are very few people who can understand the thunder of the two of them, and Shi Yangtian, the hero of the Yangtze River, is also one of them, he has a gloomy face, sighed solemnly, and said: "North Xiaofeng, South Murong, both of them can be called the top masters in the world, and this Jianghu is already a young man." β
Xiao Feng's eighteen palms of the dragon descending dominate the world, the world is well known, but like this, the sound of the dragon chant is endless, everyone is obviously the first time to see, he seems to never be tired and slack off the god of war, laughter, majestic, between the palms burst out of countless palm strength, unmatched, simply incredible.
Murong Fu also had no reservations, he had already used all kinds of peerless learning from his family, and for a while, he had changed dozens of different subtle martial arts to each other, although he was pressed by the strength of his palm and fell on the defensive, and the scene looked like a thousand palm shadows, and he didn't necessarily suffer much. (To be continued.) )