Wang Yuyan saw the surprise, and couldn't help but say: "This Ling Bo is floating freely in micro steps, like the wind, stepping on gossip step by step, and I don't know how the predecessors of the Carefree School created it." Although the martial arts of the Western Xia warriors were extraordinary, they could not hurt the Taoist son. ”

Although Wang Yuyan's voice was low, it all fell into Murong Fu's ears.

Seeing that the person in front of him didn't take himself in his eyes at all, he only defended and didn't attack, as if he was playing with himself, and even compared himself with a group of people called Huazi, Murong Futong was furious in his heart, and then he heard his cousin raise the enemy, and his heart was even more jealous, and the movements in his hands were suddenly ruthless.

Murong Fu slashed three times at the moment, and said angrily: "The knife technique is not powerful, Your Excellency will see you later!" ”

"But Your Excellency, in my opinion, you can only play tricks, and the kung fu in this hand is not necessarily very clever!"

I saw that the white light flashed in an instant, and there were sword shadows all over Jingzhou's body in all directions.

If the skill of the person in the shadow of the knife is a little lower, I am afraid that he will be chopped into meat puree in a moment.

Ah Zhu exclaimed, closed his eyes, and didn't dare to look inside again.

Zhu Jian and Mei Jian giggled: "Girl, don't worry, how can the master's kung fu be comparable to these laymen?" ”

"Even if the knife shadow is several times more, it may not be able to hurt half a hair of the master."

Jing Zhou is like looking at flowers in the garden, still calm, and the sword light always falls in the empty space when he is still a few minutes away.

Jing Zhou stepped on his feet, avoided the whistling knives, and said with a smile: "These five tiger broken door knives should be used'A howling wind' instead of 'White Tiger Jumping Stream', this Shaolin's demon subduing knife method, but it should be three points up, But you are afraid that you are very angry now, and you have to use a little bit of strength, although it seems to be extraordinary, but it lacks the artistic conception that Buddhism martial arts should have." As for the Bibo knife technique, don't mention it. ”

Murong Fu is pretentious, and his skills have improved greatly over the years, and Qiao Feng is the only one who is side by side in the rivers and lakes, but he didn't expect that this person in front of him could avoid all his sword skills.

What's even more hateful is that this person told the shortcomings of his sword technique in front of everyone, which made Nan Murong's face burn for a while, and he scolded loudly: "A bunch of nonsense, how to use this knife technique, I know it myself, why use you, a person who can only play tricks!" ”

"You're still worried about your situation! I'd like to see how long you can hide! ”

That Bibo knife technique, "don't mention it", doesn't it mean that he can't practice at home!

How could this make the arrogant Murong Fu endure it!

Ah Bi was shocked: "Oh, Miss Wang, how can Jing Gongzi be like you, and see through all the enemy's martial arts?" ”

Duan Yu nodded and said, "Yes, it turns out that Gongzi Jing, like Miss Wang, has the ability to see through people's kung fu. ”

Wang Yuyan remembered that Jing Zhou had read a book in his own Langhuan blessed land, but he read very fast in those days, and a secret book in his hand was just a few glances, could it be that he couldn't forget it?

Otherwise, how can we explain what is in front of us?

Wang Yuyan explained: "He had read books at my house before, and I was afraid that he had memorized all these knife techniques. ”

"But the Xixia warrior is not extraordinary, just now, there are more than ten kinds of sword techniques, and the moves are different. The last knife opened and closed widely, and what was slashed towards the face of the Taoist priest was the eighteenth road of the firewood knife, but the next knife was replaced by the immortal in the Bagua knife method to guide the way. ”

Yue Laosan suddenly cut the crocodile to the ground and scolded casually: "His grandmother's, the turtle son is a bastard!" ”

Seeing the white figure standing on the tip of the sword, Yue Laosan felt that he was afraid that he would not be Jingzhou's opponent even if he practiced for a few more lifetimes.

What made him even more depressed was that he didn't have half an impression of the Western Xia warriors!

But even if he is such an unknown person, his martial arts are surprisingly high.

He felt that if he replaced Jingzhou with himself, under the shadow of the sword in the sky, he was afraid that he would not be able to last long!

Although Yue Laosan didn't want to admit it, Ye Erniang's kung fu was indeed a little better than him, but the Western Xia warrior in front of him, with his sword skills in one hand, didn't know how much better he was than Ye Erniang.

"This... How is this possible! ”

Helian Tieshu even grew his mouth, looking incredulous.

Even if he is not very good at kung fu, he also knows that it is absolutely impossible for a person to stand on the tip of a knife.

The knife in Li Yanzong's hand is a thin knife similar to a lancet, which is light and fast, and can be bent by hand, let alone standing on it alone!

What made Helian Tieshu even more shocked was that the man was as light as a fallen leaf, and he didn't even have the slightest pressure on the blade.

Seeing that Murong Fu had already used forty or fifty kinds of knife techniques, and the latter ones were even more rusty, Jing Zhou knew that this Nan Murong was already exhausted in knife techniques.

Murong Fu will know no less than dozens of sword techniques alone, and the sword techniques, stick techniques, palm techniques, and fist techniques will not be under the sword techniques, especially the sword techniques.

This Murong Fu is also worthy of the words "proficient in the hundred schools of martial arts".

Jing Zhou pressed down on his toes, instantly stepped on Murong Fu's knife on the ground, folded his fan, and said slowly: "Your son has seen this sword technique, it is miscellaneous but not refined, if you only practice one of them, there is still some merit!" ”

In Jing Zhou's mind, if Murong Fu only cultivated the family heirloom Finger Participation and Dou Zhuan Xing Shift, and didn't pay attention to those miscellaneous kung fu, he would really be able to support the title of "Nan Murong".

Although he has never seen what it is like to turn the stars, he is definitely not practicing this martial art, he needs to be proficient in a hundred martial arts, so as to perform the so-called "return the other body with the other way".

Murong Longcheng was already a sect master back then, and he didn't know how much kung fu he had seen, and when he made a move, he would naturally be able to gain insight into the opponent's kung fu path.

With a move used by others, Murong Longcheng can naturally get a glimpse of the mystery of the enemy's moves at a glance, and return it with a backhand like Zhang Wuji, and the moves he casually uses are clever to the pinnacle of moves, which ordinary people are afraid that it will be difficult to achieve after practicing for a lifetime.

It's just that later, the people of the Murong family were afraid that they would be misled by the name of their ancestors, and they even got Shi Shuige to collect the world's martial arts, wanting to integrate a hundred schools of kung fu into one, so they put the cart before the horse and lost the fundamentals.

Murong Fu used enough internal strength, and the hand holding the knife pulled hard, only to feel that the knife was as if it had been cast by molten iron, even if the green tendons in his hand burst out, he couldn't twitch the blade.

Jing Zhou had an opinion to recognize the legendary Douzhuan Xingxing, and immediately kicked his right foot in reverse, kicking the tip of the knife that was pressed on the ground backwards.

The bright blade of the knife was like a hidden weapon in an instant, slashing towards Murong Fu's face...