Murong Fu did not use the Yitian Sword to bully the other party, but turned around and asked Cui Luhua for a flying knife.

After Cui Lvhua learned that he was "Nan Murong", he was full of admiration and respectfully presented a flying knife with both hands.

It's just that as soon as Murong Fu took the flying knife, her face turned red and she hurriedly retracted her hand.

"Did he mean to, or did he deliberately despise me?"

Just when Cui Luhua handed the flying knife to the other party, Murong Fu quietly scratched her palm with his fingers, Cui Luhua was flustered by his movements, and thought about it for a while.

Seeing that Murong Fu didn't use the Heavenly Sword, Zhuo Bufan also secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Murong Gongzi, offended!"

Zhuo Bufan didn't hold it too big, but he didn't immediately pull out his long sword to meet the enemy, but slashed straight down towards Murong Fu with his palm, and the palm wind was swift.

Murong Fu knew very well that since the other party could condense the sword rays, his internal strength was not bad, and when he thought of the gloomy ecstasy palm that he had not yet tried, he used a palm power to swing out, and the palm power poured out like a mountain and a sea.

Zhuo Bufan originally had a confident smile on his face, but under his earth-shattering palm, he was directly frightened, and he didn't care about face, so he immediately rolled on the ground and dodged his palm in embarrassment.

Murong Fu threw his palm into the air, and there was a thunderous explosion in the entire hill, and when a few people looked back, they saw a boulder three zhang away behind them, which exploded directly, and the gravel splashed.

Such a boulder, let alone smashing it in the air, is holding a sledgehammer weighing dozens of catties, and it may not be easy to knock it into such a shape, and Murong Fu not only shattered it with the power of his palm, but also was three zhang away, what kind of magic skill is this, it has such power?

If this palm didn't hit the air, but hit Zhuo Bufan firmly, wouldn't it explode and die?

Thinking of this, even the unfair Daoist who had overestimated Murong Fu's strength was messy in the wind at the moment, and at the same time, he was extremely glad that he had decisively admitted his choice, otherwise he might have been drinking milk at this time.

And Cui Luhua didn't expect that a person's martial arts ability would reach such an amazing level, it was simply beyond the scope of mortals, and when she looked at Murong Fu again at this moment, her eyes were already full of brilliance.

If she wants to take revenge, maybe she will have a chance by relying on the person in front of her, thinking of this, Cui Luhua can't help but make up her mind in her heart.

Whether it is an unfair Taoist or Cui Lvhua, he can only express the shock in his heart from the movement caused by this palm, as the first to bear the brunt of Zhuo Bufan, who faced this palm, his heart has already set off a stormy wave, just now when the palm power overturned, he only felt that the blood in his whole body was boiling, and a coolness came from the soles of his feet to the Tianling Gai, so that he could not resist at all.

At this time, after seeing the boulder being smashed, he was also afraid, but fortunately he dodged it in time, otherwise how could he live?

In fact, in addition to the three of them, even Murong Fu himself was a little frightened, since he absorbed the internal force of Wu Yazi, he has not fought with anyone with all his strength, but he didn't expect that only seventy percent of his strength, plus the Gloomy Ecstasy Palm, would have such power, if he added the full-level Qiankun Great Mind Shifting Method?

That power, I'm afraid even he can't imagine it.

I don't know which of his current martial arts is stronger or weaker than that of the sweeping monk, after all, for this "mechanical séance", he is so strong that there is no reason for his existence, and he can't use common sense.

Murong Fu looked at Zhuo Bufan, who was in shock, and asked, "Let's continue?" ”

Zhuo Bufan stretched out his hand to wipe the cold sweat on his face, gritted his teeth, and said stubbornly: "Murong Gongzi's miraculous skills are world-famous, and the old man knows that he is not an opponent, but he still hopes to ask Gongzi for a few tricks in terms of moves!" ”

Murong Fu saw that he still didn't seem to give up, and took out the flying knife that Cui Luhua gave him.

The flying knife was about half a foot long, very lightweight, and when it was held by Murong Fu in his hand, it only showed an inch long edge.

Seeing the other party's powerful Zhuo Bufan, he pulled out his long sword, the sword body trembled slightly, and a half-foot green light was indestructible from the tip of the sword, which was very powerful.

As a breath of true qi in his dantian came up, the sword was flourishing and stabbed towards Murong Fu.

Murong Fu dodged sideways, and Zhuo Bufan stabbed straight with his sword again, and there was a sneering sound in the air, which was a little faster than the power of his sword qi.

But no matter how Zhuo Bufan stabbed, the sword could never hurt the other party, and Murong Fu only shook his body slightly, and dodged all his sword moves.

Relying on the martial arts concept of Dugu Nine Swords to break through the world's martial arts, at the moment when Zhuo Bufan made a move, Murong Fu knew the trajectory of the opponent's swordsmanship, and after these more than ten moves, he also found that although Zhuo Bufan could urge this sword, every move required full strength, and it was difficult to change his moves halfway, and this undoubtedly gave Murong Fu many opportunities to attack his flaws.

Seeing that Zhuo Bufan couldn't attack for a long time, and there was gradually no discipline in his moves, Murong Fu made a mistake and bullied forward, and without waiting for the other party to withdraw the long sword, the flying knife in his hand was against his eyebrows.

Zhuo Bufan's heart suddenly cooled, a drop of cold sweat slipped down his forehead, and the whole person froze in place, not daring to move.

Murong Fu didn't kill him, and took the flying knife back.

Although this person is invincible and has a flamboyant personality, in the final analysis, he is not a vicious person, and he will not be so cold-blooded.

Zhuo Bufan was completely convinced at this moment, and after bowing down to Murong Fu, he handed over the sword scripture to him.

In fact, this sword scripture was given to the other party, and he didn't have anything to feel sorry for, after all, he had already learned it himself, this book was gone, and he could still write another book silently when he went back, but it was a pity that the sword, if he could succeed, his martial arts would definitely be able to go further.

Murong Fu took the sword scripture, and after reading it casually, he quickly wrote down the content on it, some sword techniques were recorded in this sword scripture, but it was not very subtle, and the essence of it was still the method of condensing the sword.

People who practice martial arts, internal force is the foundation, tricks are the branches and leaves, if the root is solid, the branches and leaves are self-flourishing, with Murong Fu's current strength, practicing any martial arts will be like divine help, he only wrote down the operation of this sword, and immediately pulled out the Yitian sword.

As the true qi surged, the long sword stood up, and a cyan sword light more than a foot long suddenly appeared on the tip of the sword, and when his vast and surging true qi continued to enter the Yitian Sword, the sword light was still growing.

Seeing that Zhuo Bufan and the others dropped their jaws in shock, Murong Fu didn't continue to show off his skills, after all, even if this thing was extended to one zhang, it would not be of much use, it was nothing more than to add a little sharpness to the mortal soldiers.

He already had the Heavenly Sword in his hand, so naturally he didn't need to use the sword condensed by True Qi.

However, what everyone didn't see was that Murong Fu's left hand behind his back had already pinched a sword finger, and the fingertips also exuded a faint blue light, with a powerful sword intent flashing.