Gun.

Silver spears are like dragons, swirling and dancing in the firelight, rolling up whirlwinds.

The tricks are all the key points on the other party, poke, point, pick, a silver spear almost danced out of a ball of flowers in Zhuge Xiaohua's hands, with an indomitable momentum to take down the people of Xixia Yipintang in front of him.

In the face of Zhuge Xiaohua's attack, Murong Fu was not in a hurry. With his experience, he has only met people like Dugu Feng who can't help but despair with a single move, but the person in front of him with six doors dressed in a head-catching outfit does not make Murong Fu feel this way.

But he also had to admit that the martial arts of this man with a silver gun in his hand were really powerful.

An inch long and an inch strong.

One inch short and one inch risk.

But at some point, this state can actually be reversed.

If you want to break the opponent's silver spear, then Murong Fu must be close to the fight, otherwise, the farther the distance, then you can only use your sword qi to deal with the opponent. But in the mutual temptation just now, Murong Fu found that the other party's skills were not inferior to his own, and this discovery made Murong Fu quite cautious.

He didn't want to fight to the death with someone who didn't know Six Doors here, and delay his big business.

One is caught, one is broken.

The two coincidentally chose the confrontation in moves, rather than the hard confrontation in skill.

Because in the hearts of both of them, they are worried about whether the other party still has helpers, and when they have scruples, they can only seem to be constrained. But even so, the confrontation between the sword moves and gun moves between the two still made Yue Yuan's master and apprentice standing at the top of the treetops look wonderful.

The sword is like a shock.

Slashing against the barrel of the gun, the sparks splashed in all directions, and the blade of the sword was cut directly towards Zhuge Xiaohua's hand.

Facing Murong Fu's plan, Zhuge Xiaohua was clear, snorted coldly in his heart, and shook the tail of the gun in his right hand. The silver spear spun, turning from a straight stab to an upright one, and the tip of the spear was stuck in the ground, but it also avoided Murong Fu's long sword.

Forthwith.

Zhuge Xiaohua kicked the tip of the spear, grabbed the tail of the spear with one hand, the tip of the spear slashed across the earth, outlining a long trace, and the tip of the spear directly crossed an arc towards Murong Fu's heart.

“！！！”

The pace of progress immediately stopped, the head was slightly raised, and the tip of the spear brushed directly against the chin. Although he didn't touch it, he could still make Murong Fu feel the cold and piercing tip of the spear. As a member of the Murong family, Murong Fu has studied the Hundred Schools of Martial Arts since he was a child, and the family tradition of the Dou Zhuan Xing is based on the Hundred Schools of Martial Arts.

Although he now has a sword in his hand, it doesn't mean that he can't use a gun.

Weapons all have their own basic routines.

No matter how ever-changing martial arts are, in general, the moves are just a combination of many basic movements.

Especially after experiencing the battle with Dugufeng, Murong Fu has a clearer understanding of this point. When facing Zhuge Xiaohua's spear, Murong Fu was already thinking in his mind about how to break the opponent's marksmanship.

The master of the Xixia Yipintang in front of him avoided his own blow, and did not surprise Zhuge Xiaohua. A short encounter. has made him realize that the man in front of him has very high martial arts, and it can be said that he is a rare master he has met since Zhuge Xiaohua came out.

The silver spear was withdrawn, and then Zhuge Xiaohua was stabbed out with a shot.

Boom!

A shrill grinding sound sounded through the woods.

The bonfire on the stimulus side kept swaying, making the disciples of Yipintang who fell to the ground even darker in front of their eyes. The sound of the weapons clashing and rubbing made people with low skill can't help but feel sick to their stomachs, and even those who were even worse fell unconscious in this sound.

And the bonfire in the forest seemed to have been affected in this life, and the whole flame was suppressed, almost all of which shrank into the fire.

And there it is.

Zhuge Xiaohua and Murong Fu's figures had stopped.

The silver spear was pressed against Murong Fu's side. Rubbing his clothes, he brought out a rag. As for the spear, it was mixed together by the long sword in Murong Fu's hand and the scabbard, and it was temporarily locked at the head of the spear. made Zhuge Xiaohua unable to advance or retreat, and Murong Fu also unable to advance.

At this moment, the two fell into the most sinister internal confrontation.

"Not bad!"

Murong Fu used his internal strength to confront the other party, and sighed: "It's just that you have such martial arts, and you can also be famous in the rivers and lakes, how can you be willing to become a court eagle dog?" ”

"Eagle dog?"

Zhuge Xiaohua couldn't help but be happy when she heard this, if she could make the Great Song Dynasty stable, what if she became an eagle dog in the imperial court? Facing Murong Fu's gaze, Zhuge Xiaohua sneered: "Then aren't you the dog of Western Xia?" ”

"Oh? Ha ha! ”

In the face of Zhuge Xiaohua's ridicule, Murong Fu didn't care, since he set up his life's desire when he was a child, with the goal of restoring the Great Yan River, he knew that he couldn't enjoy it so casually in his life.

The great task of heaven must first work his mind and strain his muscles and bones. The incarnation of Li Yanzong's commitment to the Yipintang of Western Xia is just his Murong Fu's efforts for the Great Yan River, not a dog of Western Xia.

Murong Fu's answer and expression surprised Zhuge Xiaohua.

The other party's love does not fluctuate in the slightest, regardless of whether the other party is a Xixia person or not, but his own words do not make the other party have any feelings and expression changes, and this situation represents only two results.

That is, the other party either has their own state of mind, or they have other plans.

Perhaps, the other party is not even a Tangut person, but a Great Song person.

"You're a big giveaway?"

When I think of the people of the Great Song Dynasty running around and working hard for the enemy country, that feeling is really infuriating.

The anger in his heart rose inexplicably, Zhuge Xiaohua shook the silver spear in his hand, and the true qi in his body exploded, breaking the stalemate between the two, the silver spear rotated, and the friction between the spear body and the long sword exploded countless dazzling sparks, breaking free from the other party's restraints.

The silver spear was withdrawn in an instant, and then it was shot with all his strength, and the move was dignified, stabbing the opponent in the chest.

This shot, even in Yue Yuan's opinion, looked quite amazing.

In the face of this blow, Murong Fuzi's face was solemn, and the long sword was withdrawn, and he actually used a sword and a gun to repay the other party with the same move.

Keng――

Boom!

Sparks, energy erupted in an instant.

The bonfire on one side completely exploded under this blow, and the sparks in the sky flew in all directions. But the wood with the flames had been blown out by the unreined momentum of the frenzy when it flew into the air.

In the crackling, the pitch-black wood fell to the ground in smoke. There was a loud bang.

The smoke slowly dissipated.

The bonfire had been extinguished at this moment, and the forest was plunged into darkness, only the moonlight overhead shone down, illuminating the whiteness of the forest.

"Lose both!"

Because of the coincidence, I saw a competition between young masters here, and Yue Yuan seemed to be full of interest. With Yue Yuan's ability, even if the bonfire has been extinguished in the hands of the two sides, the scene below can be seen through the moonlight.

But the little girl sitting on her shoulder became blind at this moment, and she couldn't see clearly, which made her angry.

Under the moonlight.

Murong Fu and Zhuge Xiaohua have changed positions. Each takes the place where the other was before.

The long sword in his hand was raised, Murong Fu tilted his head slightly, and glanced at the long sword on his right hand, the sword body was already stained with a lot of blood, and the still warm blood dyed the sword body red, which looked quite beautiful in the moonlight.

The long sword trembled, shook off the blood stains on it, and returned it to its scabbard.

Subsequently.

Murong Fu held the sword in his left hand and placed his right hand on his abdomen. He left step by step, but he didn't pay the slightest attention to the other Xixia Yipintang disciples who stayed here.

Behind.

Zhuge Xiaohua listened to the sound of the other party leaving, and did not take any action, and the silver spear in his hand still maintained the action of rushing forward. And at the tip of the gun. The silver tip of the spear had turned bloody, and drops of blood were falling from it.

His left hand was already covering his abdomen.

Treetop.

The two fought with one blow, and both lost.

Such a result is except for the parties. Only Yue Yuan was not surprised. Moreover, just based on the moves of the confrontation, Yue Yuan had already deduced the identities of the two. Except for Murong Fu, it was Zhuge Xiaohua's identity that made Yue Yuan completely uncertain.

But what I didn't expect was that that move would explode, which was the reason why Murong Fu was injured, and it was Zhuge Xiaohua himself who was injured when he was returned.

“……”

As a result, it is estimated that both of them are quite depressed. However, Yue Yuan, who was watching the play, didn't care, his eyes swept in the direction where Murong Fu left, and then glanced at Zhuge Xiaohua who stayed in the forest, and then the person fell silently from the treetops, left here, and went in the direction of the apricot forest.

On the road.

Yue Yuan used the confrontation just now to educate his apprentice little girl, and asked: "Nian Xi, you said that if it were you, what should you do in the face of such a confrontation?" ”

Before the bonfire was extinguished, the confrontation between the two was also seen by the little girl.

Although the little girl does not have the same demeanor as she will have in the future, she has her own unique talent now, and she lives up to the talent inheritance of Huang Yaoshi, Huang Rong, Yang Guo and others.

"Hmm!"

Listening to her son-in-law's inquiry, the little girl bit her fingers, muttered for a long time, and suddenly said: "People will use hidden weapons to throw him far away!" ”

As soon as these words came out, Yue Yuan, who was walking, couldn't help but turn his head sideways and glanced at the little girl.

"And then ......"

"I'm faster than others, I can only hit the other party, and the other party can't beat me!"

As if sensing the encouragement in Yue Yuan's eyes, the little girl immediately said loudly, showing what she had just gained from watching the battle. The posture of Murong Fu and Zhuge Xiaohua just now really opened the little girl's eyes.

At the beginning of the battle in Xiangyang, even when the dragon was fighting, the little girl was more in her mother's arms, and she didn't see the battle with her own eyes.

But the battle I just saw has already made the little girl have her own ideas.

on this.

Yue Yuan didn't say anything, just gently shook the little girl's feet that kept swinging on her shoulders.

Ahead, bustling and noisy.

Indeed, the apricot grove is near. (To be continued......)