Murong Fu's face suddenly stagnated slightly, the eighteen palms of the dragon descending are missing three moves, and the power must be greatly reduced, and even half of the power of the full set of palm techniques is not impossible, Dugu Nine Swords is even worse, the essence of the entire sword technique is in the general formula, without the general formula, I am afraid it is not much better than the ordinary sword technique.

"These two old foxes are really not easy to fool!" Murong Fu muttered secretly in his heart, looking at the second elder with a little displeasure on his face: "Could it be that the two seniors think that my Murong family's Douzhuan Xingyi is not worthy of the word divine skill, and it can't compare to the two of them Eighteen Palms of Dragon Descent and Dugu Nine Swords?"

The second elder's face was slightly red, they knew that such a bet was indeed unfair to Murong Fu, and it was the two of them who joined forces to deal with Murong Fu, it was almost a sure win, Feng Qingyang hesitated for a while, and finally sighed, "That's it, if you can win, Dugu Nine Swords will be passed on to you!"

Originally, this Dugu Nine Swords could not be regarded as a non-transmission of the Huashan faction, but Feng Qingyang's martial arts that he had adventures in his early years, and it was not a taboo to pass it on to outsiders.

Hong Qigong is different, at this moment he is very embarrassed, the eighteen palms of the dragon are the magic skills of the beggar gang, it was an exception to pass it to Guo Jing back then, and later he also accepted Guo Jing as a disciple, so he taught all the eighteen palms of the dragon, but Murong Fu can neither apprentice nor join the beggar gang, how can he pass it on lightly?

"Murong boy, can you change to another martial art, this dragon descending eighteen palms old flower really can't pass on to you!"

Murong Fu also knew that it was impossible to learn all the eighteen dragon descending palms, so his heart moved, and he asked, "I don't know what Senior Hong said, can you let the junior choose freely?"

Hong Qigong pondered for a long time, and finally nodded slightly, "Yes!"

"Okay, two seniors, please make a move!" Murong Fu smiled faintly and made a gesture of invitation with his right hand.

Hong Qigong and Feng Qingyang glanced at each other with solemn faces, although Murong Fu's delusional behavior of challenging the two of them with his own strength was a bit arrogant, but his strength was indeed strong, and the two of them did not dare to slack off.

In an instant, the two of them rose to the sky with momentum, their sleeves and robes were drumming, hunting sounded, their beards danced without wind, and their eyes were like substance, staring at Murong Fu tightly.

On the contrary, Murong Fu was calm and calm under the momentum of the two, and he did not move, with a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth, he turned back to listen to the wind and blowing snow and said, "You take Lin Gongzi and Miss Yue to retreat away!"

"Yes!" replied to the wind.

Yue Lingshan hesitated, and then quickly retreated with the wind, and did not stop until the intersection where everyone went up the mountain.

Murong Fu looked at Feng Qingyang and the two of them, leaning forward slightly, his hands were up and down right, his left hand was on the defensive, and his right hand was offensive, and he said lightly: "Come on!"

Hong Qigong and the two were martial arts elders, and they joined forces to fight the enemy, so they wanted to make three moves first, but seeing Murong Fu putting on a defensive look, the two of them couldn't say anything.

Feng Qingyang shouted softly in his mouth, "Look at the sword!" Then the sword finger in his right hand volleyed a little into the air, and a white sword qi flew out of his fingertips silently.

Almost at the same time, Hong Qigong's legs were slightly bent, and as soon as he made a move, Kang Long regretted, and Kang Long, who folded his palm power three times, regretted it.

Murong Fu felt the sword intent and strong wind rushing towards his face, his face felt a slight tingling, and his legs sank slightly, as if he had been nailed to the ground.

"Hmph, even if you join forces, I have a big move, and there will be no problem in holding up a hundred moves!" Murong Fu thought proudly in his heart, his hands were not slow, and the blue and red color of his hands flashed, and they drew a semicircle in the air, and then pushed forward.

The clear sword qi and Hong Qigong's palm power reached a few feet in front of Murong Fu's body, and he did suddenly "turn against each other", "sneered" a few loud sounds, and the sword qi directly passed through Hong Qigong's palm power and shot into the distance.

And although the thick eighteen palms of the dragon descending were not scattered, they were also a lot weaker, but they were directly smashed to the edge of the cliff not far away, and the sound of a few boulders falling came, and it seemed that there were rocks that had been smashed off the cliff.

Feng Qingyang and Hong Qigong were stunned when they landed, and they both thought at the same time in their hearts: "Could it be that this is also a change of stars?"

Murong Fu was shocked in his heart, he thought that there was a big move, and it was not difficult to deal with the two of them, but after a move, he found out that perhaps because the second elder's skill was too deep, the consumption of internal force was unprecedentedly large, and nearly half of the internal force was used.

His mind turned sharply, Murong Fu's body flickered, and he actually bullied himself, defending and attacking, and he didn't know when he had a pair of silver-white gloves on his hand, and the Nine Yin White Bone Claw in his left hand was facing Hong Qigong, and the six-vein divine sword in his right hand was slashing towards the wind.

The second elder's heart jumped, "This kid's momentum is too terrifying!" But seeing that Murong Fu's left side was full of dense white claw shadows, condensed like substance, and on the right was several huge sword qi of several zhang long, slashing and shooting, the momentum was amazing, and he didn't dare to think about it at the moment, and hurriedly used his own housekeeping skills to meet the enemy.

Hong Qigong has been practicing the Nine Yin True Scripture for more than ten years, and he is no stranger to the Nine Yin White Bone Claw, when even if he comes out of the Nine Yin True Scripture, there is a rare masculine martial arts great demon fist to deal with.

And Feng Qingyang's swordsmanship has long been melted into one furnace, and the sword path cultivation is to reach the realm, and the innate sword qi that is not weaker than the six-vein divine sword is used casually, although the momentum is not as big as Murong Fu, but the power is not weak.

At the time of the landing, the three of them all shot with all their might, and the strength of the peak of Luoyan Peak was scattered, flying sand and stones, as if the sky and the earth were changing color, and the center of the three of them was even more gray, and outsiders could not see it clearly.

"Childe will be fine, those two seniors seem to be serious!" Yue Lingshan asked in the distance with a slightly worried look on his face.

"Yo, that's my son-in-law, we're not worried, what are you worried about?"

Yue Lingshan's face turned red when she landed, and she said squeaked, "I...... I...... Murong Gongzi was brought by me to enjoy the scenery, if something happens, what will I do...... How to explain ......"

Listening to the wind, he wanted to cancel a few more words, and suddenly a loud "bang" sounded, and everyone hurriedly turned their heads to look, but saw the smoke and dust rolling violently in the distance, and three figures jumped out in three directions at the same time, although the appearance was a little embarrassed, but they were not injured.

Murong Fu glanced at Feng Qingyang and Hong Qigong, and after a fight, just one cup of tea has passed, and nearly thirty moves have been exchanged, and the two sides are not up or down.

Hong Qigong was a little skeptical at this time, Murong Fu learned the Nine Yin True Scripture was not the same version as his own Nine Yin True Scripture, the Great Demon Fist moves opened and closed, although the changes were small, but masculine and violent,

It can be said that it is completely the nemesis of the Nine Yin White Bone Claw, but Murong Fu's Nine Yin White Bone Claw has strong internal strength, and the femininity of each move is far above the masculinity of the Great Demon Fist, and it is simply pressed and beaten.

Moreover, Murong Fu's hands were able to use two completely different martial arts at the same time, could it be that he had also learned the old naughty's two-handed fighting technique? Hong Qigong's heart was already full of doubts.

And Feng Qingyang was also shocked, he thought that Murong Fu's martial arts were similar to himself and others, but under the joint efforts of the two, Murong Fu was not left behind, how did he practice at this age?

Murong Fu didn't care what the two of them thought, he glanced at a few boulders on his side, his hands changed vaguely, and then he raised them in the air.

The wind was clear, Hong Qigong was stunned for a moment, and then saw that the boulder shook, and it was actually floating in the air.

"Go!" Murong Fu snorted and pushed towards Feng Qingyang, and the boulder was mixed with the sound of whirring wind, and quickly smashed towards Feng Qingyang.

Hong Qigong's eyes widened, there are also several martial arts on the rivers and lakes, such as capturing dragons, controlling cranes, etc., but these martial arts can only move objects weighing dozens of catties, one hundred and ten catties is already the top of the sky, and the boulder is four or five hundred catties, Murong Fu can lift weights as lightly, is it because his internal strength is too deep, or is his martial arts too mysterious?

This stunned kung fu, another boulder smashed towards Hong Qigong, Hong Qigong was startled, it was too late to dodge, immediately the dantian shrank slightly, whirring out a few palms, a "bang bang" sound, the boulder was broken into countless pieces, splashing everywhere, sparks were everywhere.

Resolved this move, Hong Qigong's face turned red, and he gasped slightly, then he turned his head to look at Feng Qingyang, but saw that Feng Qingyang was even more embarrassed, the gray robe on his body had been scratched and tattered, and there were even several gray marks on his face.

The two glanced at each other and smiled bitterly, only then did they glare at Murong Fu angrily, but seeing that his hands were changing, it seemed that he was going to carry the boulder again, so he immediately shouted angrily, and at the same time bullied himself up, not giving him a chance to perform his moves.

In fact, this is because they misunderstood Murong Fu, using the Qiankun Great Movement to move such a heavy object, Murong Fu is also the first time, Shicai almost can't even transport the second piece, let alone the third piece,

Murong Fu saw the second elder coming closely, and his heart was slightly happy, now that he didn't have much internal strength left, it was naturally best to be able to use those moves that consumed a lot of internal strength.

Compared with the suitable mountain cracking stone, the wind and clouds changed color, and the close hand-to-hand combat of the three people did not have much movement, but the speed of the three of them was extremely fast, and it was difficult for others to see the changes in the moves.

In terms of speed, Murong Fu is the fastest among the three, followed by Feng Qingyang, and the worst is Hong Qigong, but this is also relative, listening to the wind and others, listening to the wind and blowing snow can see Hong Qigong's movements clearly, and barely keep up with the wind Qingyang, but Murong Fu can't see clearly,

As for Yue Lingshan and Lin Pingzhi, they could only see three faintly flickering shadows tossing and turning on the top of Luoyan Peak, and if they forcibly wanted to see clearly, they would immediately feel bored and nauseated.

The Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Descending were the pinnacle of the world's external skills, and the hand-to-hand combat showed its power even more, but Murong Fu didn't fight hard with Hong Qigong, but just relied on speed to fight with him, which made Hong Qigong very aggrieved.