Moreover, Murong Fu's current state is obviously the result of the Northern Shengong going mad, thinking that he must have used methods such as a strong man's broken wrist to dissolve most of the power of his body.

After thinking about it carefully, Ding Chunqiu was sure that Murong Fu's strength had been greatly damaged, so he didn't have to worry about it, and the expression on his face became even more unscrupulous.

Murong Fu's face was indifferent, but in fact, he was a little excited in his heart, because he deduced from Ding Chunqiu's previous words that the Northern Spiritual Skill he had obtained should be incomplete, and if he asked who in the world could have a complete Northern Spiritual Skill, it would naturally be the Wuyazi of Zhenlong Chess Valley.

But for now, I still sent Ding Chunqiu away, according to the experience of the last fight, Ding Chunqiu's deep internal strength is about equivalent to five to sixty percent of his heyday, and now he only has two successes left, and it is obviously impossible to hit hard.

However, most of Ding Chunqiu's kung fu is on poison, he has the characteristics of toxin immunity, plus a strong body, as long as he fights quickly, he may not be able to defeat him.

Ding Chunqiu stared at Murong Fu with a smug face, but seeing that Murong Fu's expression hadn't changed much, and he didn't even show the slightest weakness, he couldn't help but feel a little irritable, "Come on, where did you get the Northern Spiritual Skill." ”

"Hmph!" Murong Fu snorted coldly, but looked at Ding Chunqiu with a slightly dull gaze.

Ding Chunqiu wanted to be furious, but his expression immediately changed again, and between the lightning and flint, he slashed out a palm to the right side with one hand, and then his body exploded back.

Before everyone could figure out why Ding Chunqiu suddenly made such a move, they saw that Murong Fu's body, who was originally standing in place, gradually faded and finally disappeared.

"Afterimage!" everyone gasped and opened their mouths to exclaim.

Sure enough, I immediately saw the white shadow where Ding Chunqiu was high-fived flickering, revealing Murong Fu's figure, and the light green sword qi in his hand flickered slightly, which was very gorgeous.

Ding Chunqiu's face was also unconcealable with shock, as we all know, as long as the light exercises are practiced to the fire, it is not difficult to cast an afterimage, but like Murong Fu, it is simply unheard of to leave a lifelike shadow in place silently.

For a while, I was a little hesitant in my heart.

Murong Fu seemed to see through his thoughts, and sneered, "Since you forced this son to make a move, it's not up to you to decide!"

Before the words fell, Ding Chunqiu raised his foot and jumped to the side, only to hear the sound of "snort", and there was an inch-deep sword mark in the position he had just occupied.

Obviously, Murong Fu repeated his old tricks and attacked Ding Chunqiu.

"Ling Bo Weibu! You actually ......" Ding Chunqiu's heart was already turbulent at this time, "You even learned Ling Bo Weibu, you are his disciple?"

Although he didn't say it explicitly, Murong Fu knew that he was referring to Wuyazi, and grinned, "Guess!"

This hand in situ with an image of the kung fu is indeed the effect of Ling Bo's micro-step practice to Dacheng, this trick is unguardable, but there is also a suspicion of sneak attack.

He had never used this trick before, not that he was a gentleman, but he couldn't use it at all, but he didn't expect it to come in handy today.

Of course, if another person cultivates Ling Bo Weibu to the fullest, although he can also use this trick, he can't do it as easily and naturally as he wants, which is related to Murong Fu's ability to perform several light martial arts.

Ding Chunqiu saw that Murong Fu looked like he was smiling but not smiling, and he didn't dare to stay in place at all, so he immediately performed light skills, moving around the hall irregularly, and never left more than two breaths of time when he didn't get to one place.

After Murong Fu sneak attacked a few times, he was able to dodge it, and he couldn't help but be secretly anxious in his heart, his internal strength was not much, and the six-vein divine sword was also very reluctant, and only after seven or eight swords had passed, the dantian was already stretched.

Although Ling Bo micro-steps can restore internal force, the speed at which the six-vein divine sword consumes internal force is also very fast.

"It must be resolved quickly!" Murong Fu secretly made a decision in his heart.

Ding Chunqiu couldn't help but take a breath after jumping away from the last pause point in one step, his light skills were not as good as Murong Fu's, and even the gap was not small, the reason why he could avoid it every time, in addition to cherishing his life, another important reason was that he had also learned a little bit of Ling Bo's micro-step fur.

Just as Ding Chunqiu was about to take the next step, suddenly a few slight sneers sounded, and then six colorful sword qi cut out of thin air, enveloping the big points around him, and even sealing all the retreats.

Ding Chunqiu's face changed drastically, his eyes glanced around quickly, and his body writhed in a strange posture.

"Snort", two sword qi slashed through his lower abdomen, but it was exactly half an inch away, and immediately, another sword qi slashed through his throat, which was also an inch away.

Although Murong Fu's move is known as the six swords in unison, if you study it carefully, there is still a slight gap in the middle, and Ding Chunqiu happened to find out about this, so he used it to dodge the first three swords.

The fourth sword Shaoshang Sword had reached the front of him in the blink of an eye, Ding Chunqiu opened half of his body at an extremely fast speed, and the Shaoshang Sword that was originally stabbed into his chest also slashed through his chest.

However, the Shaoshang Sword is majestic, and the stone is shocking, how can it be so easy to dodge, "snort", Shaoshang Sword Qi is actually separated by two inches, and a long opening is pulled out in Ding Chunqiu's chest.

"Hiss......" Ding Chunqiu took a slight breath of cool air because of the pain, and saw the fifth and sixth swords shooting towards his chest and eyebrows, and immediately made an iron plate bridge, and his body leaned back rapidly.

However, because he was scratched by the Shaoshang Sword, Ding Chunqiu's speed slowed down a little, and as soon as the "stab" sounded, he was slashed straight through his chest by the last Shaoze Sword Qi, forming a "ten" with the wound left by the Shaoshang Sword before.

"Alas, it's a pity!" Murong Fu, who appeared in his form, couldn't help but sigh, once these six veins were used, less than half of the internal strength in his body remained, but he didn't expect that Ding Chunqiu would not be hit hard.

All this is a long story, in fact, since Murong Fu used the six swords to shoot together, it has only been a breath or two of time to now.

Everyone in the hall was dazzled, dizzy, and even Gu Mozhi, who was still entangled with Wang Yuyan, couldn't help but stop and watch Murong make a comeback.

The more he looked at the six-vein divine sword, the more envious and jealous he felt in his heart, and he couldn't help but stare at Duan Yu who was fixed not far away.

Ding Chunqiu's chest wound was full of blood, but at this moment, he seemed to be beaten out of anger, and he couldn't care about the injuries on his body at all.

Reaching out and pressing on the ground, his body ejected into the air, and his feet kicked Murong Fu in a row.

"Oh?" Murong Fu originally wanted to step forward to see if he could mend the knife, but he didn't expect him to send it to the door himself.

However, at the moment, the internal force in his dantian was no longer enough to cast the six-vein divine sword, and he saw that Ding Chunqiu's serial mandarin duck legs had already arrived in front of him.

Murong Fu's left foot was slightly bent, and his body was half-squatting back, but his right leg was kicked out abruptly high, and with a "poof", he just kicked the knee of one of Ding Chunqiu's legs, and his body involuntarily flipped in the air.

"Ahh

As soon as the powder reached the air, it quickly dispersed, and in an instant, it had already surrounded Murong Fu's head.

And Ding Chunqiu's body landed steadily after two somersaults.

"Despicable!" everyone scolded in their hearts when they saw Ding Chunqiu spilling the powder.

"Cousin, how are you?" asked Wang Yuyan a little anxiously.

"Don't come here!" Murong Fu hurriedly stretched out his hand and waved it, signaling Wang Yuyan not to come.

"Murong Fu, the old man wants your life!" Ding Chunqiu shouted, his palms came out together, and two thick and incomparable turquoise energy were stored in his palms and slapped towards Murong Fu.

Originally, it was already extremely humiliating to use such indiscriminate means in public, so he naturally wanted to take the opportunity to take action and get it back with interest.

Murong Fu's eyes were closed, although he closed his eyes as soon as possible, but because of Ding Chunqiu's simultaneous palming, it was still a little slower after all, causing a little lime powder to enter his eyes.

In fact, in the final analysis, he overestimated Ding Chunqiu's bottom line, and he didn't expect him to even use things like lime powder.

"Careless!" Murong Fu held back the burning pain in his eyes, but he didn't panic in his heart, and even advanced instead of retreating, he raised his palm and greeted Ding Chunqiu.

In an instant, the two of them were only half a foot apart, Murong Fu's footsteps slanted, his body was crooked, and the palm in his hand changed, and he actually slapped Ding Chunqiu's lower abdomen at a strange angle.

Ding Chunqiu was taken aback, but because his moves were too strong, he couldn't change his moves as easily as Murong Fu, so he had to press down the palm force in his hand, and the worst thing was a lose-lose situation.

Unexpectedly, between the lightning and flint, Murong Fu's figure changed again, and his waist suddenly shifted a few inches to the left.

With a "poof", Murong Fu's palms were imprinted on Ding Chunqiu's lower abdomen, but Ding Chunqiu's palms were empty.

Tengteng, Ding Chunqiu's body took a few steps back before he could stop, his throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"It turns out that you are only at the end of the crossbow!" Ding Chunqiu was slapped and laughed instead.

It turned out that Murong Fu's palm, although it hit his vital point, it only made his dantian shake, and he did not suffer much damage, and he accurately judged that Murong Fu's internal strength was almost bottomed out, and immediately bullied him.

Murong Fu's face was expressionless, his wrist was raised, and he greeted him, "Bang Bang", for a while, the two of them intersected with their fists and feet, Ding Chunqiu was covered in green air, and his momentum was not terrifying.

On the other hand, on Murong Fu's side, his moves are indescribably simple, without the slightest power at all, and he doesn't even seem to use his strength, but every punch and kick he has an indescribable charm, which is actually on par with Ding Chunqiu.

Ding Chunqiu became even more frightened the more he fought, his own transformation of the Dafa had no effect on Murong Fu, and even the poisonous skills he was proud of seemed to have no effect on Murong Fu.