In the end, Hong Qigong suddenly had a cunning look on his face, "I am not satisfied with you saying that the three moves you despise the most are the three moves that are most related to Kanglong's regrets, that is to say, even if your Kanglong's regrets are practiced to the fullest, the power may still be the smallest." ”

Murong Fudeng's face was ugly, and he tried his best to finally learn the eighteen palms of the dragon descending as he wished, but he didn't have any power, how could this not make people angry, looking at the loyal old man in front of him, he really wanted to go over and give him a palm.

This kind of thought has become more and more irrepressible in his life, Murong Fu's eyes flashed red, and he suddenly rushed out and slashed at Hong Qigong with one palm.

Hong Qigong felt a faint murderous aura on Murong Fu's body before, and his heart was instinctively vigilant, but at this time, seeing that he really made a sneak attack, he couldn't help frowning slightly, dodged away, and shouted angrily: "Boy, what are you doing here?"

Murong Fu didn't seem to hear it, and when he missed, he immediately turned his palm into a finger, but he didn't have the slightest reaction to Hong Qigong's index.

"Boy, wake up!" Hong Qigong suddenly shouted, like a bell.

Murong Fu's body was shocked, and he came to his senses, it turned out that he was competing in martial arts and cultivating palm techniques before, and the internal force of the dantian was almost exhausted, and he couldn't suppress those solid small particles in the dantian, and he almost lost his mind.

When he woke up, he found that his vest was soaked, and he looked at Hong Qigong, with a slightly apologetic face, "Senior......"

Hong Qigong waved his hand to interrupt Murong Fu, and then stared at him without blinking, his brows furrowed slightly, and he exhaled after a while, "Boy, I don't know why your internal strength is so deep, but the foundation is obviously unstable, and it is very easy to go mad.

Murong Fu's heart was shocked, and he immediately bowed solemnly, "Thank you for the teachings of the seniors, the juniors will pay attention!"

Hong Qigong nodded, "Okay, the Dragon Descending Palm has been passed on to you, it's the turn of the old man Feng to pass on your swordsmanship, and the old man will avoid it first!"

"Seniors go slowly!"

"Childe, what happened to you just now?" After hearing the wind and seeing Hong Qigong leave, he came to Murong Fu's side and asked worriedly, after all, the temperament on Murong Fu's body at that moment just now was extremely strange even to her and Blowing Snow.

Murong Fu shook his head, "It's okay, my internal strength was exhausted just now, and I was just a little mentally disturbed!"

In his heart, he secretly decided that if it was not a matter of life and death in the future, it would be better not to use the thirty percent internal force until the aftermath of the Northern Shengong was completely solved.

But seeing that Murong Fu was already sitting cross-legged, he used his pranayama to breathe, opened his mouth to listen to the wind, and swallowed the words that came to his lips again.

"Murong boy, the old man has passed on your swordsmanship, hehe, what happened just now, how did you choke that old man with a lot of anger?" Feng Qingyang's voice came with some schadenfreude, and then a white shadow flashed in front of Murong Fu, and a thin old man was standing.

Murong Fu opened his eyes and smiled slightly wryly on his face, "The younger generation of the right talent was careless and almost injured Senior Hong by mistake, maybe it's because of this!"

"Really, the old man is not like such a stingy person, aren't you lying to me?" Feng Qingyang looked suspicious, obviously not believing.

Since Hong Qigong didn't tell him, Murong Fu couldn't say anything, so he immediately changed the topic, "How dare the juniors, by the way, I don't know the Dugu Nine Swords......"

Feng Qingyang saw that he didn't want to say anything, so he immediately stopped talking, turned his head and glanced at the wind and snow, and was silent.

Murong Fu immediately realized, "You guys should avoid it first!"

Listening to the wind, he pouted and walked to the side with the blowing snow.

Feng Qingyang casually picked up a two-foot-long dry grass on the ground, and with a shock of internal force, the dry grass became straight, and his mouth snorted, "Look at it! The old man only demonstrates it once!"

Immediately, his body shook, and the sword shadow in the sky shrouded the two of them.

Murong Fu completely ignored those sword shadows, and just stared at the sword moves of the clear wind.

In a blink of an eye, a stick of incense time passed, and after the wind was clear, he glanced at Murong Fu lightly, "How many do you remember?"

Murong Fu shook his head and smiled bitterly, "The kid is ashamed, he only remembers six or seven percent!"

Feng Qingyang's eyes flashed with a different color, "It is not bad to be able to remember six or seven percent, the sister tends to be in vain, the same person tends to be the same person, the same person tends to be big, A to C, C to Geng, Geng to Gui." The friends of the ugly, the friends of Tatsumi, the noon ......"

Murong Fu was stunned for a moment, and then his spirit was shocked, this should be Dugu Jiujian's mental method, and he hurriedly memorized it with his heart.

"Wind and thunder are a change, mountains are a change, water and fire are a change. The universe is excited, the shock is excited, and the separation is exciting......"

"There are a total of 360 variations of the general formula, which are used to perform various sword moves, and I will pass on your sword-breaking style ...... below."

In the blink of an eye, another half an hour passed, and all that Feng Qingyang was reciting were some obscure and complicated mental formulas, and just when Murong Fu was a little confused, Feng Qingyang's voice finally stopped.

Feng Qingyang paused, "The old man has passed on all the mental moves to you, and how much you can comprehend is your own creation." ”

Murong Fu bowed and saluted, "Thank you seniors for passing on the merits!"

Feng Qingyang waved his hand, "It's okay, the old man is willing to gamble and lose, he should not be thanked, by the way, if you want to comprehend the sword qi, then try not to fight the enemy empty-handed, use more swords, and the six-vein divine sword is better to use less for the time being!"

Murong Fu's eyes flashed, "Juniors must remember!"

"Are you all alright? Okay, I'm calling the flowers to come over!" At this time, Hong Qigong's slightly impatient voice came.

Feng Qingyang turned his head and glanced in the direction of Hong Qigong, "Okay!"

After a while, Hong Qigong's figure flickered, and he had come to the two of them, and glanced at Murong Fu with a smile, "Boy, in the previous battle, Lao Zhaohua still has a housekeeping skill that has not yet been used, are you interested in fighting again?"

Before Murong Fu could speak, Feng Qingyang glanced at Hong Qigong, "You better save it, although your dog-fighting stick method is exquisite, it is definitely not the opponent of the Six-Vein Divine Sword!"

In the past few months, the two have competed on the top of Huashan Mountain, and no one can help anyone, and they also know each other's moves very well.

Hong Qigong was stunned, and he was about to refute one or two, but Murong Fu hurriedly said: "The senior's dog-beating stick method is famous all over the world, known as the world's most exquisite stick method, the younger generation is invincible, and the younger generation still has important things to do at this moment, so I will leave first!"

"Alas, you ......" Hong Qigong still wanted to stay, Murong Fu's figure had already reached a few zhang away, and disappeared at the intersection of the mountain in a flash.

Feng Qingyang and Hong Qigong looked at the direction of Murong Fu's departure, and were a little stunned for a while, and after a while, Hong Qigong sighed with a complicated face, "There is such a martial arts wizard on the rivers and lakes, and I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse......

Feng Qingyang's face was not impressed, "What does that have to do with you?"

"This ......" Hong Qigong was speechless, and only laughed after a while, "That's right, the old flower has retired to the rivers and lakes, and he doesn't care about the world, no matter what he does, it's just that he has lived with you on the top of Huashan Mountain where this bird doesn't for the past few months, and the taste in his mouth is about to fade out!"

Feng Qingyang glanced at him slightly, "In the past few months, chickens, ducks, beef and mutton have been repeatedly lost in the kitchen of the Huashan faction, and I don't know who stole it!"

"Hahaha, how do I know this......" Hong Qigong smiled and said no more.

"Congratulations to Childe, today you have won the world's first palm and the world's first ...... at the same time Oh no, the second sword!"

On the way down the mountain, listening to the wind beside Murong Fu, his face was red with excitement, as if Murong Fu had obtained a mastery and was happier than she had gotten it herself.

Murong Fu shook his head, "This first palm technique is the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Descending Palm, but the second sword technique in this world is not necessarily Dugu Nine Swords!"

"What is the second sword technique in the world?" but Yue Lingshan asked with a curious expression.

At this time, Yue Lingshan and Lin Pingzhi couldn't show the joy in their eyes, which showed that the wind was clear and gave the two of them a lot of benefits.

Murong Fu pondered for a long time, "Although the Dugu Nine Sword is a rare exquisite swordsmanship in the world, only those with shallow skills can exert it to the maximum power, on the contrary, for those who have achieved internal strength, it has little effect, if the sword is successful, it will become a chicken rib." ”

Yue Lingshan nodded as if she didn't understand, "What is the ranking of the sword spectrum in that child's heart?"

"Is the sword spectrum in my heart ranked?" Murong Fu muttered, "The sword demon Dugu's heavy sword swordsmanship is still above the Dugu Nine Swords, and the Taiji swordsmanship of Zhang Zhenren in Wudang Mountain is not below it, in addition, the Liancheng swordsmanship of Jingmen in Xiangzhong and the golden snake swordsmanship of Yuan Chengzhi of the Golden Snake Camp are not much inferior to the Dugu Nine Swords, and they are even ...... on the East China Sea Warrior Island."

Speaking of this, Murong Fu suddenly paused, and his eyes flashed.

Yue Lingshan had never heard of these legendary swordsmanship, and suddenly had a sense of great knowledge, and when he saw Murong Fu stop, he couldn't help but say loudly: "Is there any peerless swordsmanship on Xia Ke Island?"

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"Why hasn't Xia Ke Island come to issue an order to reward the good and punish the evil?" Murong Fu muttered softly, it should be almost the same time?

After thinking for a long time, Murong Fu couldn't think of a reason, so he simply stopped thinking about it, and when he looked around, he saw that everyone else was silent, and even the footsteps were extremely light, and he couldn't help laughing: "What are you doing, how can you be the same as being a thief?"

Listening to the wind, he said "ah", and his little face turned red.

Yue Lingshan glanced at the wind and said with great interest: "Childe, you just said that Xia Ke Island, is there also a swordsmanship on Xia Ke Island?"

Murong Fu nodded, "Yes, the martial arts on Xia Ke Island are extremely weird, whether it is swordsmanship, palm skills, knife techniques, and eighteen kinds of weapon martial arts, they are not under the martial arts of the Central Plains." ”

"But I heard that none of the people who were invited by Xia Ke Island came back, how could Childe know?" Yue Lingshan broke the casserole and asked to the end.

Murong Fu smiled, "Why do you ask so much, could it be that Xia Ke Island invited you?"

"I ......," Yue Lingshan was speechless.