Chapter Twenty-Five: The Temptation of Hand-to-Hand

The mountains are like forests, and a deserted path winds away, Murong Fu walked along this path, and soon came to a valley away, where two horses were quietly chewing grass on the grass on the side, a scene of paradise.

Looking left and right, Murong Fu nodded secretly, this place is remote and quiet, inaccessible, in the mountains, it is indeed a good place to hide his tracks, Qiao Feng was seriously injured at this time, there is such a place to recuperate and heal, and he is not afraid that someone will come to disturb him, it seems that this Xiao Yuanshan is thoughtful, and he has really taken everything into account.

With light steps, Murong Fu stepped into the valley leisurely, and saw a cave in the distance, and there was a faint voice coming.

The next moment, the sound of the wind suddenly rose, and a black-robed man suddenly appeared, this person was silent, his face was covered, and he only had a pair of bright eyes, exuding a sharp light.

Hum, the void trembled, and ripples appeared in the air, and after the man in black appeared, he didn't speak loudly, but directly started his moves, and his moves were ruthless, and the killing intent was amazing.

This person came from the air, majestic, his move was like a fist, and a fierce and domineering force came towards Murong Fu's chest, buzzing and trembling, there seemed to be a faint layer of golden light, like a vajra smashed heavily.

Shaolin stunt, the Great Vedic pestle.

This kung fu Murong Fu is naturally no stranger, he has seen it in the hands of Shaolin Xuan Bei, and the man in black in front of him, the kung fu of the big Wei Tuo pestle, is more refined than Xuan Bei, and between the moves, there is a bit more ruthless and domineering.

"It's a great Vedic pestle, but Your Excellency is too ruthless, right?"

Murong Fu smiled lightly, stretched out his palm, the palm was soft, a slight probe, a twist, a soft sound, a soft sound, the fierce move of the man in black was slowly dissolved by a flexible energy.

With a cold snort, the man in black was silent, and continued to move, the Great Wei Tuo pestle had never made a meritorious service, and immediately changed his tricks, and a palm slapped it, and the palm power seemed to be empty and not empty, but it was everywhere, and the vast true power filled the void, as if a heaven and earth were suppressed.

Murong Fu had such a thought in his heart, this palm technique, in the Murong family's Hui Shi Shui Pavilion also has a collection, he has studied it, gained a lot, this kung fu can be said to be the most profound palm in the Shaolin palm technique, it needs to start from Wei Tuo's palm, step by step, the deeper the skill, the more powerful the palm power, it can be said to be an endless palm magic skill.

At this time, this palm technique was used in the hands of the man in black, the emptiness was clear and clear, and the palm power seemed to be nothing, but it was everywhere, which was a sign that the Prajna palm had been practiced to a high depth.

Murong Fu has studied all the martial arts in the world, and at this time, he still doesn't understand that the attainments of this black-clothed man in the palm of Prajna have reached an unfathomable realm.

Murong Fu faced this palm, his face was calm, his hands were round, and he slowly stroked, which seemed to contain infinite mysteries, cutting yin and yang, and transforming rigidity and softness, no matter how unpredictable the palm power of the man in black was, as long as he reached the place three feet in front of him, he was slowly dissolved by a layer of invisible energy, or absorbed, or moved, in short, it could not hurt him in the slightest.

This trick of his is a self-created Douzhuan Qiankun Divine Skill, this Divine Skill, developing the potential of the human body, controlling the strength of the whole body, moving the palace and so on, all kinds of mysteries, integrated into one, every gesture, there are endless mysteries, although the Panruo palm of this man in black is superb, but his own martial arts realm is still inferior to Murong Fu, the great martial arts master, so naturally he can't help him.

"Okay, this is the Pranya Palm, I really didn't expect that Your Excellency is still proficient in the most mysterious palm technique in Shaolin, and has practiced to such a realm, even if it is a Xuanzi monk in Shaolin today, I am afraid that no one can reach Your Excellency's realm. ”

Murong came back to praise, he naturally knew the identity of this black-clothed man, it was Qiao Feng's biological father Xiao Yuanshan, this person had been hiding in Shaolin Temple since a big war thirty years ago, and now thirty years have passed, his skills have become more and more powerful, and he has also practiced a lot of Shaolin mastery, although there are hidden dangers, but his strength is becoming more and more terrifying.

Just now, the two fought for a short time, and he used the Great Wei Tuo pestle method, which is like mastering two Shaolin stunts, and each one is pure and profound, no less than a lifetime of hard study by others, this kind of martial arts talent can be described as amazing.

"Hehe, boy, your kung fu is also quite good, but unfortunately, you shouldn't have come with you. ”

The voice was hoarse, with a kind of anger that penetrated deep into the bone marrow, which made Murong Fu frown slightly.

Xiao Yuanshan has hidden his traces for 30 years, and an obsession in his heart is revenge, this kind of hatred is unforgettable, and it is not surprising that he has such anger.

As soon as the words fell, Xiao Yuanshan shot again, the sleeves of his robe waved, and the mighty true power stirred, and the soft robe became like King Kong by the way, tough as iron, whirring wind cutting, like pieces of sharp knife light constantly cutting over.

Murong Fu stepped on the Xuanbu, his body was like a green shadow, fluttering like a god, uncertain and uncertain, no matter how domineering and sharp Xiao Yuanshan's attack was, he couldn't lock his body.

At the same time, Murong Fu kept stretching out his arm, either point or pat, and in an instant, dozens of manifolds changed, and the clothes that were as bulging as iron collapsed like a leaky ball, and there was no longer much power.

"Good boy, you actually broke my robe to subdue the demons, and it was really good. ”

Although Xiao Yuanshan's heart was boiling with murderous intent, he still couldn't help but admire.

"The old gentleman has a miraculous skill, rare in the rivers and lakes, and it is also rare, these Shaolin mastery have been practiced by you to an extremely high level, and I admire it. ”

Murong Fu smiled faintly, his mood did not change much, no matter how powerful Xiao Yuanshan was, there was not much threat to him.

"Hmph, stop talking nonsense, take your life!"

Xiao Yuanshan snorted coldly and killed again.

These two are all masters of the rivers and lakes, and between the shots, the real power is agitated, tumbling and rolling, and hundreds of moves have passed in a short time.

Xiao Yuanshan is more and more surprised, the young man in Tsing Yi in front of him, his kung fu is simply not high, with his penance, plus all kinds of divine skills, he can't take the slightest advantage, he has already used nine points of strength, but the opponent is still at ease, which has to make him feel shocked.

Murong Fu didn't fight back, but he just saw the move, and resolved everything with the magic of fighting to turn the world, within Fang Yuanzhang Xu, a pure land, no matter how unskilled Xiao Yuanshan was, he couldn't break through his defense.

"Old man, today's battle, let's end here, we have a chance to meet again. ”

Murong Fu smiled lightly, fluttering out with a palm, the palm power was soft and long, it was the martial arts of the Daomen Mianzhang, but at this time, the Mianzhang Kung Fu was used in his hands, the palm power was exquisite, indescribable, Xiao Yuanshan touched his hands, only felt that a flexible force was constantly surging, even with the depth of his skills, he could not completely dissolve it, his feet stepped out again and again, and a deep footprint appeared, and he retreated more than a dozen steps in a row, which was considered to have completely dissolved the palm power, and he was not injured, even so, his chest was also stuffy for a while, but the face hidden under the black cloth was shocked。

When he came back to his senses, Murong Fu had disappeared into the vast mountains and forests, and there was no trace of him.

"Who the hell is this kid? He has such a powerful martial arts at a young age? He is much more powerful than Feng'er. ”

Xiao Yuanshan's expression was gloomy, he thought that his son Qiao Feng was already a top master among the younger generation, and there were few opponents in most of the world, but after fighting with Murong Fu today, he found that Qiao Feng's kung fu was still far behind others, which made him feel better.

Silent for a moment, Xiao Yuanshan did not continue to catch up, Qiao Feng is now seriously injured, but he has to take care of it here, and he can't stay away.

Entering the cave, Qiao Feng's injuries have also recovered a lot, he has not suffered many internal injuries, and the battle of Juxianzhuang is only too much blood loss, and he is exhausted in battle, after this period of cultivation and pranayama, he has recovered a lot.

After listening to Xiao Yuanshan's account of the battle just now, Qiao Feng's face was slightly solemn and said: "As the predecessor said, that person should be Gusu Murong Fu, this person's martial arts are superb, unfathomable, but I don't know how he will follow?"

"It turns out that that person is Murong Fu, I have heard that there is the name of Nan Murong on the rivers and lakes, and it seems that it is really not groundless. ”

Xiao Yuanshan said in a deep voice.

Over the years, he has been hiding and hiding, and what he has done is only his own great revenge, and in addition, he has not paid much attention to the affairs of the rivers and lakes, so he did not recognize Murong Fu.

"Okay, your injury this time is not light, just recuperate here, and other things, wait until the injury heals. ”

After Xiao Yuanshan finished speaking, regardless of Qiao Feng's expression, he strode out of the cave and disappeared into the valley after a while, obviously he wanted to guard in secret, and he didn't want to be exposed too much in front of Qiao Feng.

And Murong Fu and Xiao Yuanshan fought a battle, and they also had a lot of understanding of this senior master of Da Liao, this person was fierce and fierce in kung fu, with amazing killing intent, and his combat effectiveness was extremely terrifying, and there were very few people in the rivers and lakes who could beat him.

Even this Xiao Yuanshan gave him the feeling that he was about to catch up with Wuyazi, but these days, Wuyazi broke and then stood up, I am afraid there will be some progress, so there is still some gap.

"Xiao Yuanshan, Xiao Feng, this father and son are both masterpieces for a while, alas, how should the cause and effect of the Murong family and the two of them be resolved?"

Murong Fu had a headache in his heart, he had gone through several lifetimes, and his experience was not abundant, but in the face of Xiao Feng's father and son, he still felt a little headache.

It's just because the tragedy of the Xiao family happened at the beginning, the biggest root cause is his own Laozi Murong Bo, he faked the news, and then Shaolin Xuanci took a group of Central Plains masters to ambush outside Yanmen Pass.

"That's it, it's imperative to find my cheap father first, he is practicing Shaolin mastery, and there are many hidden dangers, maybe there will be an accident at any time. ”

After thinking about it for a while, Murong Fu couldn't think of a foolproof plan for the time being, so he could only give up, but he still decided to find Murong Bo as soon as possible, and then solve the hidden dangers on him.