"Boy, report your name!"

"Huashan faction, Linghu Chong!"

Ling Hu Chong shouted his name.

This is what Zhu Yueming told him, since what he did was chivalrous, why hide his head and show his tail?

The Huashan faction has declined over the years, and it is in need of young heroes like my brother to become famous with a sword, sweep away the demons and monsters in the rivers and lakes, and promote the prestige of the Huashan faction.

Originally, Ling Hu Chong felt that something was wrong, and felt that this was too high-profile, but he didn't expect Zhu Yueming to follow up with his big move, and completely sank Ling Hu Chong with one blow.

Zhu Yueming took out two swords.

It's not another one, it's the gentleman and lady two swords used by Yang Guo and Xiaolongnu in the past.

Linghu Chong's master Yue Buqun, the name of the rivers and lakes is the gentleman's sword, if the gentleman and the lady are brought back to Huashan and let the master and the lady use it, it must be very special and face-saving, who dares to say that Chaoyang Peak is declining?

Zhu Yueming gave such a generous gift, which moved Hu Chong to tears, naturally Zhu Yueming said something, he agreed with it, the name of the district, and what he cared about.

The young man is enthusiastic and indomitable.

Which young swordsman doesn't want to become famous with a sword?

Now seeing Murong Fu and their arrogant posture, Ling Hu Chong did not have the slightest doubt about Zhu Yueming's words, and immediately drew his sword and pointed at Murong Fu.

Bao Wei snorted coldly: "It turned out to be the apprentice of Yue Buqun's hypocrite, even if your master comes and pours the toilet for Bao Sanye, I dislike him for being dirty!" ”

Ling Hu Chong was furious when he heard this: "I want to see what your Excellency is capable of, you can make a move!" ”

Bao Wei sneered: "No, no, as long as Bao Sanye makes a move, your master will also die, and you still have a good life, why rush to die?" ”

"Then I'll send you to death first!"

Linghu Chong held a sword and stabbed at Bao different chests and abdomen.

This move is the Huashan faction's "Baiyun Out of Xiu", there is nothing special, Bao Bu saw this, sneered disdainfully, and stabbed Ling Hu Chong's wrist with a sword.

According to Bao Wei's expectations, this move will inevitably abolish Ling Hu Chong's tesuji, so as to deter Zhu Yueming and the others, so that they can recognize the reality.

I didn't want the sword to just stab out, and Ling Hu Chong's sword edge deflected slightly, not only avoiding his sword edge, but also as if Bao Wei took the initiative to hit Ling Hu Chong's sword tip.

As a retainer of the Murong clan, Bao Wei had entered the Huanshi Water Pavilion and learned many exquisite swordsmanship, although he was slightly shocked, although he was not shocked, the sword in his hand drew an arc and stabbed Ling Hu Chong's lower abdomen.

Linghu Chong's footsteps did not move, and he still only slightly deflected the blade of the sword, and cracked the different strong moves of the pack.

The two of them made three moves in a row, and Bao Wei only felt that he was hitting a ghost during the day, and Ling Hu Chong's moves were not very wonderful, and the speed of his shot was not fast, but he could break his swordsmanship.

Whether he used a fast sword, a slow sword, a heavy sword, or a soft sword, Ling Hu Chong's sword swung lightly, and his tricks were instantly cracked, and the back moves were also disassembled.

In less than ten moves, Bao Wei had already fallen into an absolute disadvantage, which made Hu Chong angry that he was open-mouthed, and he did not show the slightest mercy, seeing an opportunity, the sword gently slashed his wrist and cut off his tendons.

The tendons were cut off, and the bag was different from this martial arts, so it was abolished fifty or sixty percent, and he lay on the ground in a languid state.

The turmoil and the evil are like brothers, and they can't help but be shocked when they see this, and they draw a knife and slash at Linghu Chong's neck.

Murong Fu was also shocked in his heart, he originally wanted to use Bao Wei to see Ling Hu Chong's swordsmanship clearly, but he didn't expect that after ten moves, Bao Wei would be at an absolute disadvantage.

By the time he wanted to rescue, Ling Hu Chong had already used a natural trick to scrap the bag.

What kind of swordsmanship is this?

How come I have never seen such swordsmanship?

Can my cousin see through this swordsmanship?

Whether Wang Yuyan can see through Dugu Nine Swords, Murong Fu can't be sure, he only knows that if he doesn't come to the rescue, the storm will be killed by Ling Hu Chong.

"Huashan swordsmanship is really wonderful, Ling Hu Chong, let me teach you your tricks!"

Hearing Murong Fu's voice, although he was quite reluctant in the turmoil, he didn't dare to disobey the emperor's order, but he was stubborn, since he couldn't beat Ling Hu Chong, then he would take down all the fat of Zhu Yueming's body.

"Whew!"

The knife qi slashed towards Zhu Yueming's round belly.

Zhu Yuanming's small eyes narrowed into slits, looking at the storm with a sneering smile, and his fat little hands followed and grabbed his wrist quickly.

"Gaba!"

The right wrist bone of the storm was twisted off by Zhu Yueming.

Zhu Yueming doesn't like to kill!

How can there be a great credit for killing!

As soon as the enrollment was arrested, two of the four pillar retainers of the Murong clan had already fallen into the hands of the imperial court.

If he couldn't defeat Ling Hu Chong as soon as possible, and then kill Zhu Yueming and snatch people back, Murong Fu would become the commander of the light pole, what kind of emperor would he be?

The more Murong Fu thought about it, the more angry he became, and he swung his sword and slashed at Ling Hu Chong, the sword qi had the sound of wind and thunder, and he used the Huashan Taibai sword technique to humiliate Ling Hu Chong.

Ling Hu Chong didn't care about this, and even felt that Murong Fu was very stupid and fought for these meaningless false names.

Martial arts teaching skills, should have used their own means to use their strongest learning, because of a moment of anger, to make irrational actions, it is definitely not the work of a wise man.

This is the truth that Zhu Yueming taught him.

Although Ling Hu Chong didn't understand it very well, he understood Zhu Yueming's simplified truth very well.

- No matter what kind of enemy you encounter, all use Dugu Nine Swords to slash him, no matter how the other party uses stratagems to stimulate you, you will use Dugu Nine Swords to slash!

Ling Hu Chong felt that it made sense.

His swordsmanship also became reasonable.

With a slight wave of the sword, it used the sword-breaking style of Dugu Nine Swords to break Murong Fu's sword qi, followed by a series of dissipations, and the sword qi stabbed towards Murong Fu's veins.

One careless move, Murong Fu knew that he could not be careless, and used the Murong family's Dragon City sword technique.

Murong Fu's sword aura was endless, as if flowing water, and in an instant, his whole body was like being covered in a curtain of light, overwhelmingly crushing.

Although Murong Fu has never been on the battlefield, after all, he wore a dragon robe and sat on a dragon chair, his mentality has changed, and his swordsmanship is much stronger than before.

Ling Hu Chong didn't care at all, no matter whether Murong Fu's sword qi was fierce and fierce, or gentle and soothing, he responded with the Dugu Nine Sword and easily cracked all the moves.

Purely in terms of skill, Ling Hu Chong is no match for Murong Fu, if the two swords are forced to fight each other, with the subtlety of fighting and turning the stars, Ling Hu Chong will be defeated within ten moves.

Linghu Chong deliberately used his sword to point at Murong Fu's flaws, as if he was pushing down a domino, and with just a slight push, it was the power of a landslide and a crack.

Murong Fu's talent is very similar to Shen Lian, not Ling Hu Chong's divine understanding, but perseverance and staying up late to brush up on questions, which belongs to the question-type scholar.

Whether you want to or not, as long as you make up your mind and put in the effort, you will be able to learn proficiently.

For example, Murong Fu was unwilling to learn Han culture and wanted to learn Xianbei culture, but Xianbei culture was lost with the fall of Nanyan, and he could only learn Han culture.

Here I want to give Murong Fu a proper name, Murong Fu is not illiterate, at least his Go is very good.

How to describe it?

It's like he doesn't want to go to school, but he was forcibly sent to school by his parents, and he has learned a lot of knowledge by relying on his super learning ability.

The shortcomings are also obvious, that is, there are too many things for Murong to return to school, there is no solid foundation, there are no thick branches, and after all, they are just branches.

If he is facing a different package and a bad storm, he can easily win by relying on strange moves, but his opponent is Ling Hu Chong, who is not afraid of strange moves.

If he is facing a different package and a bad storm, he can easily win by relying on strange moves, but his opponent is Ling Hu Chong, who is not afraid of strange moves.

Murong Fu used more than a dozen sects such as Wudang, Kunlun, Emei, Bashan, Hainan, and Huanhua, and more than 30 advanced swordsmanship, and the sword aura was dazzling.

Even a master like Zhu Yueming had to concentrate on Murong Fu's swordsmanship.

Ling Hu Chong adhered to Zhu Yueming's advice, no matter what exquisite swordsmanship Murong Fu used, no matter how Murong Fu made a provocation, he would fight back with Dugu Nine Swords.

Ling Hu Chong's martial arts foundation is far from reaching the point where no sword is better than a sword, and no move is better than a move, but under the pressure of Murong Fu, under the pressure of endless strange tricks, he grasped the spiritual sense of the gods.

At the beginning, it was a little sluggish, but after thirty moves, the more smooth it became, and the swordsmanship became more and more exquisite and smooth.

Murong Fu's sword swung like the wind, like a huge snow ball, tumbling and crushing at Ling Hu Chong, who guarded the portal without giving in half a step.

Forced into a desperate situation again and again, counterattacking again and again, every counterattack is the driving force of Ling Hu Chong, and his swordsmanship has improved.

Dugu Nine Swords is strong when it is strong, and in the face of a master like Murong Fu, who has learned through a hundred schools, it is the nemesis of Destiny.

The longer the battle, the more inspired I became.

At the most intense moment of the fight, Hu Chong's eyes seemed very misty, and it seemed that he could no longer see Murong Fu hidden in the sword qi clearly, and could only capture it with spiritual sense.

The more so, the more unfathomable the swordsmanship becomes.

Unconsciously, Linghu Chong entered a situation of free swaying and unrestrained, just like the drunken grass saint Zhang Xu, who is famous for lifting his pen.

Formed by the situation, high and ancient, scattered, elegant and natural, like a golden snake dancing wildly, such as a tiger standing on the dragon plate, showing a thousand miles, surging momentum.

Linghu Chong's face was surrounded by purple gas, and he looked radiant, like a drunken and crazy Wei and Jin madness.

Drink and sing wildly, who is the hero?

Murong Fu only felt that he had seen a ghost, obviously his skills were more powerful, and his sword qi was more exquisite, but under the sword of Linghu Chong, he had no power to fight back.

Murong Fu is arrogant and arrogant, and he can't even look down on the head of Huashan, let alone the second-generation disciples of Huashan?

Now there are more than 200 moves in the competition, not only did he not achieve the slightest result, but he was beaten by Linghu Chong, and he was even stabbed in the shoulder, which can be called a humiliation like a great humiliation, how can he bear it?

Even the second-generation disciples of Huashan can't win, what qualifications do they have to compete for martial arts? What qualifies to dominate the world?

The more I thought about it, the angrier I became, the faster I got angry, and the tricks and tricks I had learned all my life were used in one go.

Linghu Chong!

Linghu Chong!

Linghu Chong!

Murong Fu gritted his teeth, eager to bite off Ling Hu Chong's neck, just when he was at the height of his anger, he only heard a soft sound, and the sword in his hand was actually used by Ling Hu Chong to exert force, and the sword flew several feet away.

"Whew!"

Murong Fu waved his palm and slammed at Ling Hu Chong, but this move was crooked, Ling Hu Chong was a beginner in Dugu Jiujian, and he was quite accomplished in swords, but he was not good at fists and feet.

However, Ling Hu Chong was in a state of epiphany, and his mind was full of comprehension, and he did not fall behind for a while.

If Murong Fu regained his senses and attacked with his fists and feet for thirty moves, Ling Hu Chong would definitely be defeated, but he was angry in his heart and killed Ling Hu Chong with all his heart, and he was a little urgent when he made his moves, and it was inevitable that there would be loopholes.

Zhu Yueming has such eyesight, he naturally knows where Ling Hu Chong's strong point is, so he made a look, placed himself in the undercover agent of the Murong family, and flew to throw a long sword.

"Son, take the sword!"

Murong Fu stretched out his hand to catch the sword, swung his sword and attacked, the sound of the sword whistling was endless, and after a while, there was a bang from Shi Shui Pavilion, and Murong Fu and Ling Hu Chong gave birth to an induction at the same time, blasting out the strongest sword in this life.

"Click!"

The long sword in Murong Fu's hand shattered into pieces, and all of them were stabbed on Ling Hu Chong's body, and blood kept flowing.

"Poof!"

Linghu Chong's sword went straight into the middle palace, piercing Murong Fu's right shoulder, and the sword blade pierced the pipa bone, if there was no special adventure, this right arm would be completely abolished.

"Brush!"

Linghu Chong's left hand and pointed into a sword, which popped out from an almost impossible angle and sealed Murong Fu's acupuncture points.

This is the truth taught by Zhu Yueming.

- Brother Linghu, you are skilled in swordsmanship, but if you don't have a sword, how can you make a move?

- Brother passed on a set of sword kung fu, this method can not be used easily, you must be at the end of the mountain, when you are forced to a dead end, this method is used to turn defeat into victory.

Murong Fu's eyes wept and looked up to the sky and sighed, causing Hu Chong to stagger, and he fell to the ground with a pop.

Even with the blessing of Dugu Nine Swords, it was by no means easy to defeat Murong Fu, his spirit and spirit had been consumed to the limit, to the point of running out of oil.

Being able to stab the finger of the sword is completely full of blood, thanks to the different stimulation of the bag.

Bao Wei is really a good teammate!

Zhu Yueming waved his hand to let Linghu Chong bandage, and then with the dexterity of a lark, he flew into the Huanshi Water Pavilion, and then saw the miserable scene.

The demons and monsters of the thirty-six caves and seventy-two islands originally wanted to take the opportunity to make a fortune in the Murong family, but imagined that they had encountered hard stubble, and they all died in one move.

There were broken bones and flesh everywhere, and the main hall of the Murong clan became a hell on earth, and a woman in white was half-lying on Murong Fu's dragon chair, looking at Zhu Yueming coldly.

"Fat Zhu, I don't have any opinion on you arresting Murong Fu, I don't have any opinion on you destroying the Murong Clan, but Mantuo Villa, you can't go in."

"Why!"

"Just three words!"

"I want to hear about it."

"Li Qiushui!"

Zhu Yueming was shocked in his heart, and turned to a kind smile, without any hostility at all.

"Since it's the seniors in person, the juniors naturally want to give face to the seniors, but the juniors just go back like this, and they can't communicate with their bosses, and you don't want to face the god hunters, right?

Let's take a step back!

I'll give you an hour, you can take whoever you want, and after an hour, I'll lead someone to attack, what do you think? ”

Li Qiushui sneered: "You want to use Guo Disrespect to suppress me? He's also a junior in front of me! ”

Zhu Yueming said neither humbly nor arrogantly: "The battle does not depend on seniority, otherwise what else to fight, just compare it directly with seniority, another point, although your identity is very noble, but this is the territory of Daming!" ”

"You're not afraid I'll take them all?"

"Don't be afraid, Daming's garrison in Gusu has been waiting for a long time, even if all the seniors are taken away, with so many people, how can they escape the pursuit?"

"Aren't you afraid of death?"

"To tell you the truth, if you fight to the death, the younger generation is definitely not the opponent of the seniors, but if you talk about the kung fu of escaping, no one can beat me in the entire six doors."

Zhu Yueming said: "I'm not a threat, but a good word to persuade me, seniors must not mistake themselves!" ”

(End of chapter)