Chapter 29 uses the finger as the sword

"Who dared to come to the Star Sect to shout, it turned out to be a yellow-haired child who didn't know whether to live or die."

Ding Chunqiu waved the feather fan in his hand and looked at Murong Fu with contempt.

"No, I want to ask for the magic skills of the old immortal of the stars."

Murong Fu smiled faintly, not showing half timidity because of the large number of people on the other side.

Seeing this, Ding Chunqiu put away a little contempt in his heart, and said: "It's up to you, and you are not worthy of the old man to take action personally, which of you is going to kill him?" ”

A dwarf standing behind Ding Chunqiu saw the opportunity and immediately said, "Master, the disciple is willing to take care of this little thief for you." ”

When the rest of the disciples heard this, they were secretly troubled in their hearts, why didn't they react, and let the other party seize the opportunity.

Ding Chunqiu nodded with satisfaction and said, "Very good, out of the dust, this person will be handed over to you!" ”

"Master Xie, as soon as your immortal mouth is opened, and the decree is lowered, the disciple will be invincible."

Out of the dust adheres to the spirit of Nuwa mending the sky and mud, and Pangu opening the sky to hand over the axe, and at this time, he did not forget to pat Ding Chunqiu on the back.

Ding Chunqiu was very happy, patted his head with a feather fan and said, "Yes, yes, you are really very wise!" ”

"It's all up to the master to train well."

Seeing that Chenzi's sycophants were endless, Murong Fu was a little speechless and said, "Are you fighting or talking about cross talk?" It's endless, isn't it? ”

Ding Chunqiu was in a good mood, but because of Murong Fu's words, his face instantly sank.

As long as this kid continues to die and returns with a great victory afterwards, the master will be happier and happier in the future, and he will value himself more in the future.

"Master doesn't have to be angry, watch the disciple take his head back and make you a night pot!"

Chuchenzi shouted, and then pounced on Murong Fu, and slapped his right palm forward suddenly, the palm wind was fierce, and it looked extraordinary.

Seeing that his palm power was about to hit Murong Fu's body, he stopped in place for a moment, but he could clearly see that Chuchen Zi was constantly exerting force.

It turned out that just as Chuchenzi was about to approach the other party, Murong Fu just slowly stretched out a hand against his head, and this little man with a short stature could no longer get close.

No matter how hard the dust riveted, the soles of the shoes were going to kick and smoke, and they couldn't touch each other.

"It is said that the dwarf farts, and he breathes in a low voice, and when I saw the disciples of your sect today, I deeply understood this sentence in the next place."

Such a funny scene, Murong Fu couldn't help but mock.

Ding Chunqiu's face was pale, and he couldn't wait to slap the shameful thing out of the dust with one palm.

And those second-generation disciples of the Star Sect were secretly snickering.

Out of the dust knew that he was ugly, he was furious, and he was just about to use poison to fight back, when suddenly a huge suction force came from the Baihui acupoint at the top door, and he couldn't move, and the true qi in his body began to pour out uncontrollably to the Baihui acupoint.

Ding Chunqiu and the others suddenly saw that Chuchenzi's eyes rolled and his whole body twitched, as if they were experiencing great pain, and they all showed doubts.

Only Ding Chunqiu's face changed, as if he had thought of something, but soon he shook his head again, unable to believe it.

It's just that in an instant, the internal force of the dust was absorbed by Murong Fu and replenished into the sea of dantian qi.

"No matter how small the mosquito is, it is also meat, and the first will be the first to make it, isn't there a fat pig in front of you?"

Murong Fu threw out the dust in disgust, and then looked at Ding Chunqiu with burning eyes.

Ding Chunqiu suddenly felt a chill down his spine, but he still pretended to be calm and said: "I didn't expect that you kid still has some ability, since this is the case, the old man will come to meet you in person." ”

He was afraid that what the other party was doing was the Northern Spiritual Skill, so he had to take action in person and find out, otherwise he would be at ease.

Seeing that the master was about to make a move, the disciples of the Star Sect invariably retreated far back, for fear of being miserably affected.

Ding Chunqiu snorted coldly, rolled up his robe in his left hand, followed by a wave of the feather fan in his right hand, and several streams of phosphorus fire shot towards Murong Fu.

Murong Fu calmly waved a palm wind and carried the Dou Zhuan Star Shifting Divine Skill.

When those phosphorus fires flew less than three feet in front of him, they all deviated from the direction and flew back upside down, shooting towards Ding Chunqiu.

"In the way of others, give back to others! Are you from the Murong family? ”

Ding Chunqiu's martial arts are broad and profound, Ding Chunqiu has worshiped under the door of Wuyazi since he was a child, and he has a wide knowledge of all kinds of magical and subtle martial arts in the world, and naturally he has also heard Murong's "use the way of the other, and give back the other body" stunt.

Seeing the phosphorus fire flying towards him, Ding Chunqiu was caught off guard, so he could only dodge in embarrassment, so he was not affected.

Murong Fu smiled coldly and did not reply, but came to the other party with an arrow and struck it with a palm.

After perceiving the power of this palm, Ding Chunqiu dodged sideways, and at the same time, the feather fan was swung out, and a strong qi hit the opponent's door.

Murong Fu's palm pushed forward again, blocking this momentum, followed the body, and struck out with the finger power of the fingers, cooperating with Dugu Jiujian's breaking moves, anticipating the enemy's opportunities everywhere, forcing Ding Chunqiu to be left and right, and dealing with it was very embarrassing.

"This kid is young, how can he have such a deep internal force?"

Ding Chunqiu was suddenly shocked, the other party's fingers were fast and powerful, how could he know his flaws everywhere and use fingering to coerce him?

Snort!

As the two fingers broke through the wind, Ding Chunqiu was caught off guard, two scorched holes were shot out of the cuffs, and there was a hot pain in the place where the fingers were rubbed by the fingers on his arm.

"Shaft, dare to hurt me!"

Ding Chunqiu cared most about face and prestige in his life, but now in front of all the disciples, he was injured by Murong Fu, and he felt that his prestige in the sect had been damaged, and his face was gloomy, and he was furious.

I saw Ding Chunqiu show his body, dance with his palms, and swing out thirteen palms quickly and incoherently, carrying poison in his palms.

Murong Fu has the Northern Spiritual Skill to protect his body, so he is naturally not afraid of his poison, and turns the true qi in his body into femininity, and he uses the Xuanming Divine Palm he has learned to continuously play an overwhelming palm power, and an extremely cold internal force envelops Ding Chunqiu in an instant.

Ding Chunqiu felt that his whole body was cold to the bone, and his tentacles were cold when he hit the opponent's palm, as if he had touched a piece of cold ice.

However, when Ding Chunqiu sensed that something was wrong and wanted to withdraw his palm, Murong Fu had already activated the Northern Spiritual Skill at the moment when he exchanged palms with him, firmly absorbing the opponent's palm.

Ding Chunqiu was horrified when he saw that his palms couldn't break free, but when he found that the true qi in his body was surging towards the other party's body uncontrollably, he was directly frightened and screamed: "Northern Shengong...... This is the Northern Shengong...... How can you know the martial arts of that old thief! ”

"Guess what!"

Murong Fu sneered, and began to use the Northern Spiritual Skill with all his strength to absorb the surging true qi in Ding Chunqiu's body, and for a while, he faintly felt that his chest was stuffy and a little breathless.

Obviously, Ding Chunqiu's internal force seems to be above him.