"This six-vein divine sword really deserves its name, and the number one sword in the world deserves its name!" Qiu Chuji had already heard that Murong had rerefined into the Duan family's six-vein divine sword, but it was the first time he had seen it with his own eyes, and he felt the indestructible and extraordinary sword qi, and he couldn't help but sigh out loud.

Hearing this, the heroes nodded one after another, the six-vein divine sword has always been a mythical existence in martial arts, and seeing it today, it is indeed a feast for the eyes.

A hint of complexity flashed on Duan Zhengchun's face, as for how Murong Fu would make the Duan family outclass, he had already heard what the elders of Tianlong Temple had said, and he was inevitably a little sad.

The Duan family guards the secret book of the world's first sword, but for hundreds of years, only one outsider has practiced it, and now he is showing off his power in front of the world's heroes, only to feel a hot pain in his face.

I couldn't help but complain in my heart about the Tianlong Temple, if it weren't for the abominable temple rules, opening the Six Veins Divine Sword to the descendants of the Duan family to practice, there would always be one or two geniuses with peerless talents, and if the cultivation was successful, the status of the Duan family in the martial arts, and even in the surrounding countries, I am afraid it would be even higher.

"Duan Lang, what's wrong with you?" Ruan Xingzhu's starry eyes glanced at Duan Zhengchun suspiciously, and asked softly.

"I didn't ...... It's nothing. Duan Zhengchun came back to his senses, and then he noticed that his hand was tightly grasping Ruan Xingzhu's arm.

Seeing this, Dao Baifeng also said that he was restless and looked at a beautiful woman, and gave him a fierce look, "In front of the world's heroes, you'd better be careful, otherwise you will laugh at the world, you don't have a face, I still have a face." ”

Duan Zhengchun didn't dare to reply, Qin Hongmian saw this, he hated iron and steel, Duan Lang was good at everything, but he was too careful, and most importantly, he was still afraid of guilt, if he could suppress this unruly princess back then, even if she was small, she would not be able to consider it.

Duan Yu was indifferent to his father's embarrassment, or he had long been accustomed to it, his gaze swept over the seat of the Murong family from time to time, and sighed in his heart, "I thought that this martial arts conference, Miss Wang would come, but I didn't expect Murong Gongzi to come, but she didn't come, where did she go?"

In fact, he was also very entangled in his heart, he hoped that Wang Yuyan would come here, even if he could only see it from a distance, he would be satisfied, but he didn't want to see her close to Murong Fu, so he was relieved that he didn't see Wang Yuyan.

After about the tea kung fu, Murong Fu and Xiao Yuanshan, father and son, tossed and turned, almost stepping on the entire square, a huge square, already full of potholes, sword marks, despite this, Murong Fu's face was still relaxed and freehand, breathing long, full of true qi, without the slightest sign of disorder.

On the contrary, Xiao Yuanshan and Xiao Feng are in disarray, with several big holes in their clothes, their hair is scattered, and their eyebrows are gradually showing fatigue.

Speaking of which, Xiao Yuanshan was also extremely aggrieved in his heart, it was difficult to exert one-twelfth of his exquisite martial arts, and he was beaten by Murong Fu with his wonderful light skills and sharp and incomparable sword qi, and he would be so tired that his son would die together.

It's just that this time Murong Fu really had murderous intentions, and he wanted to put Xiao Yuanshan and die, which would give him half a point of room to turn around.

"It's not a way to go on like this, Feng'er, I'll stop him for a move and a half first!" Finally, after Xiao Yuanshan avoided Murong Fu's sword, his heart was turbulent, and a depressive aura erupted, roaring angrily, his sleeve robe was flicked, wrapped around his arm, and at the same time, his right hand slapped his chest.

Xiao Yuanshan's intention was obvious, his left hand robed to resist Murong Fu's sword qi, and his right hand used all his strength to use the Panruo palm, even if his left hand couldn't resist it, his right hand could force back or seriously injure Murong Fu.

Of course, the consequence of doing so is likely to be directly abolished with one of your arms, but in order to be able to turn passive into active, the only way to do this is to adopt this way of exchanging injuries for injuries.

"Daddy!" Xiao Feng saw this scene, his eyes were about to split, and he let out a "roar", and he didn't think about it, and he regretted it, and went straight to Murong Fu's right hand with sword qi hanging.

"Heh!" Murong Fu smiled coldly, the sword technique in his hand changed, and the sword qi suddenly came out of his hand, and at the same time, his left hand was handed forward, and the blue and red color of his palm flashed.

"Puff" twice, the sword qi passed through Xiao Yuanshan's sleeve robe, Xiao Yuanshan was in pain, and the strength of his palm was unconsciously reduced by half, and before he touched Murong Fu's body, he was bounced away by the true qi of the protective body.

At this moment, Xiao Feng's dragon descending palm power surged, but as soon as he touched Murong Fu's palm, all the palm power disappeared.

Xiao Feng was stunned for a moment, but when he saw that the golden light in Murong Fu's palm flashed, a mountain-like strength surged out wildly.

"You will also descend the dragon eighteen palms!" Xiao Feng exclaimed, but at this time, the distance between the two was extremely extreme, and before he could make any moves, the palm power had already penetrated his chest.

"Poof", Xiao Feng spit out a mouthful of blood and flew out.

"Bang bang" twice, the father and son landed one after another, Xiao Yuanshan was fine, but his left hand was injured by the sword qi, and there was basically no internal injury, but Xiao Feng was different, he had a hard time eating a dragon and regretted it.

"Feng'er!" Xiao Yuanshan was shocked.

"Brother Xiao!" Yeluqi and Yeluyan called in unison.

"I ...... Ahem...... I'm fine......" Xiao Feng said with difficulty, hurriedly counting points on his chest, and performing blood.

Xiao Yuanshan glared at Murong Fu fiercely, and burst out with a shout, "Boy, come here", his body swept out, and he struck several palms in the air, each palm shook the void and buzzed, and the momentum was not small.

"Just in time!" Murong Fu smiled slightly, waving his palms.

"Bang bang bang" a chaotic sound, the two fists intersected, hand-to-hand fighting, the air exploded, the palm power flew, like lightning and thunder, and like a dragon fighting tiger, so not intense.

Xiao Yuanshan's skills are extremely strong, and he has been immersed in martial arts in Shaolin Temple for decades, and he has already practiced to the realm of perfection.

Of course, with the martial arts of these two people, there are very few people in the field who can see their tricks clearly, and most people with shallow internal strength only feel dizzy, bored and nauseated, and dare not look at it again after a few glances.

"This kid's martial arts, compared to last time, I don't know how many times higher, how the hell did he cultivate? Could it be that he is really an immortal reincarnated?" In the crowd, let me scold and scold, chattering non-stop.

"Daddy," Ren Yingying's watery eyes glanced deeply at Murong Fu's figure, hurriedly brushed it aside, and said, "I'm just afraid that you and I have a plan to make wedding clothes for others, no matter how powerful the conspiracy is, in the face of absolute strength, it won't play much role." ”

Ren Wuxing's face changed uncertainly for a while, and he suddenly looked at Ren Yingying in a daze, "You just said, wedding clothes?"

"yes, what's wrong?" Ren Yingying wondered.

"Yingying," Ren Wuxing's heart moved, and said a little strangely, "What do you think of this kid?"

"What's that?" Ren Yingying was stunned for a moment, but immediately understood her father's eyes, and couldn't help but sneer, "Daddy, what are you talking about, this person is extravagant, despicable and shameless, I definitely won't take a fancy to him, and ...... And you don't know, I'm ...... with Brother Chong."

Let me do it, as soon as I heard Linghu Chong, he became angry, "Don't mention that kid to me, hmph, if it weren't for him, why would our father and daughter have fallen to this." ”

Ren Yingying stuck out her tongue cutely, "If you don't say it, you won't say it, but Daddy, you are not allowed to have this kind of thought again, even if the men in the world die, I can't fall in love with this flowery radish." ”

Ren Xing's face was noncommittal, his eyes flashed, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Suddenly, there was a loud "bang", and the two hurriedly looked up, only to see Murong Fu flying into the sky and Xiao Yuanshan crossing his arms to block.

"Squeak", another tooth-sour sound sounded, Xiao Yuanshan's body flew out upside down, flew more than ten zhang, crashed into an attic, and then disappeared.

"Daddy!" Xiao Feng suddenly opened his eyes, his face flashed red, and most of his injuries had recovered.

Not to mention, Xiao Feng is a natural god of war, not to mention that the more he fights, the stronger he gets, his injuries improve very quickly.

Seeing this, Murong Fu couldn't help but secretly say in his heart that it was a pity, if he could take Xiao Feng under his command and teach him the magic skills, he was afraid that he would be able to create another master who could compare with himself.

You must know that although the internal strength and mental method that Xiao Feng has learned are also superior, compared with the Nine Yin True Scripture and the Nine Yang Divine Skill, it is more than one level worse.

Xiao Feng naturally didn't know what Murong Fu was thinking, and he didn't care about settling accounts with him at the moment, so he flew towards the attic with a shake of his body.

Murong Fu retracted his thoughts, glanced at the attic in the distance, and chased after him, he had already made up his mind that no matter what today, he would get rid of Xiao Yuanshan.

Murong Bo's eyes flashed slightly, and he also followed.

In the blink of an eye, the figures of the four disappeared.

Qunxiong Deng felt that he was still unfinished, and he got up and was about to follow him to the attic, but at this moment, Xuan Ci suddenly shouted, "Where are the disciples of Luohan Hall?"

"In!" After the Shaolin seat, a hundred and ten monks suddenly burst out, slammed the stick on the ground in their hands, and replied in unison.

"Buddhism is a place where no one is allowed to trespass. Xuan Ci said coldly.

"Yes!" the monks responded, and their figures moved quickly, and in an instant, they stood in line according to a certain pattern, and stood in front of the group of heroes.

Qun Xiong scolded in his heart, but he couldn't say anything, after all, this is someone's territory.

"The tutor is inside, but I'm going to take a look. Suddenly, Li Mochou's figure rose from the ground, volleyed six or seven feet into the air, and jumped over everyone's heads.

The group of stick monks could only look at it, why?

"I'm going to take a look at it, too. Before everyone could react to what the situation was, Zhou Zhiruo suddenly raised his fingers and pulled towards the stick monks, and an incomparably mysterious sword qi shot out.

"Not good!" Xuan Cheng's eyes widened, "It's innate sword qi, dodge!"

The monks didn't know what the innate sword qi was, but they understood the word "quick dodge", and flashed to the side without hesitation, avoiding the sword qi.

Zhou Zhiruo followed the sword qi closely, passed through the Arhat Array in the blink of an eye, and also jumped into the pavilion.

With Li Mochou and Zhou Zhiruo taking the lead, the heroes were ready to move, and Xuan Cheng shouted violently, "All the monks protect the temple, but there are trespassers, and there is no forgiveness for killing!"

"Yes!" all the Shaolin monks looked like they were going to fight hard.

Only then did everyone completely extinguish their minds, and some of them sat back in the distance.

Xuan Cheng glanced thoughtfully at the attic behind him, the corners of his mouth curled slightly, and a slight sneer flashed.