In the quiet square, the heroes of the rivers and lakes scattered around had a clear view of the short fight between the two in the field, and seeing that Xuan Ci was forced back by Murong Fu in just a few moves, the corners of each other's mouths couldn't help twitching, they really couldn't imagine that Murong Fu's martial arts were so strong?

Gusunan Murong really lives up to his reputation!

As the leader of the Shaolin faction, Abbot Xuanci himself has been famous for many years, and he himself has also cultivated three of the seventy-two Shaolin stunts, and even practiced the Donkey Kong palm in the Shaolin faction, which has not been practiced by anyone for more than a hundred years.

In addition to Murong Fu's swordsmanship at the time of his debut, his strength gradually became higher and higher, and he gradually became accustomed to using palm techniques to fight the enemy.

Just as soon as the battle was made, this Xuanci abbot fell into a disadvantage in the blink of an eye, and this result was really unexpected by everyone.

Xuan Ci had learned the power of Murong Fu's sword, and he no longer dared to underestimate Murong Fu, his right shoulder shook, and the robe fell off, and Xuan Ci turned his hands to grasp the robe on his body in his hand, and the internal force ran through the edge of the robe, so that this robe was not inferior to the general sharp sword, and against the enemy, if he was not careful, he would cut off his head and arms, and he was afraid!

The robe was slightly supported by Xuan Ci, and suddenly stood on top of his head, constantly rotating, seeing his appearance, he was obviously using this robe as a weapon, and suddenly, the sound of "snorting" and "snorting" in the field was endless.

Xuan Ci's face flashed with a hint of solemnity, and with a step on his feet, his body turned sharply, trying to make Murong Fu unable to see his offensive, so as to catch him off guard, but he didn't know that with Murong Fu's martial arts, no matter how much he did, it was just a showmanship, and he couldn't escape Murong Fu's eyes at all.

Listening to the sound of the broken wind, Murong Fu shook his head slightly, this kind of fight is indeed too boring, no more words, luck in his hands, internal force swallowed, the purple light on the tip of the sword carried a fierce momentum, like the sword of the sky, towering and straight, exuding a domineering aura that pointed straight at the sky.

"Cloud Shocking Dragon City!"

The sword was swallowed, and this move was in Murong Fu's hands at this moment, but it was like showing his fangs, and he stabbed at the red robe that was coming towards him.

Murong Fu's Protector Sword and Xuan Ci's robe collided fiercely, and there was a faint sound of gold and iron colliding, but Xuan Ci's arm holding the robe trembled violently, as if the steps under his feet had moved some distance at this moment.

The heroes were not only shocked by the high swordsmanship of Murong Fu, but also saw the ingenuity of Xuan Ci's robe to subdue the demons, and they couldn't help but cheer loudly.

It's a pity that they can't appreciate the great pressure of Xuan Ci just watching, he can feel the robe in his hand, under Murong Fu's terrifying sword, but it began to have a slight crack, making a creaking sound.

The green tendons on Xuan Ci's arm shook, and the internal force in his body continued to surge towards it, but Murong Fu had a calm and calm look, calmly watching Xuan Ci try his best to block his sword, and Murong Fu didn't care.

The Protector Sword was retracted suddenly, but this sudden withdrawal made Xuan Ci's hand stand up, but fortunately, he was not slow to react, immediately stabilized his mind, raised his head slightly, and looked towards Murong Fu, waiting for him was a snow-white sword light, accompanied by an inexplicable trajectory, and as soon as his hand was heavy, he felt an uncontrollable tearing force coming from the robe in his hand.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, the robe in Xuan Ci's hand was stabbed by Murong Fu, but this sword used a few points of strength, only a few sneering sounds were heard, the internal energy of the sword and the robe stirred each other, the sword shadow, the remnant of the robe churned, dozens of red butterflies suddenly flew up and down!

The heroes who watched from a distance were all shocked, and when they looked intently, it turned out that these many red butterflies were all transformed by Xuan Ci's robe, and they immediately turned their eyes to look at him, and there was only a pale yellow ordinary monk's robe left on his body.

The sword contains an extremely strong internal force, although Murong Fu's offensive was resisted by Xuan Ci's robe, but the force of the shock still shook the bluestone ground where Xuan Ci was standing out of a series of cobweb depressions, and Xuan Ci's feet were the center of gravity of this depression.

Although Xuan Ci Zhen's depression was sunk into the ground, Murong Fu clearly knew that the previous two sword moves seemed to be like a storm, but they only used three points of strength, and Xuan Ci finally turned his robe around, turning attack into defense, and the endless defense was to unload most of Murong Fu's offensive, so naturally he would not be hurt much.

Xuan Ci took a deep look at Murong Fu, who was light-hearted, and said slowly: "Murong Shi is young, and he has such a cultivation, which is better than when Ling Zun was still there, Lao Wei admired it, and asked Murong Shi to take Lao Ke's Donkey Kong palm again!"

After saying a word, the palms were closed, it was the starting hand of Donkey Kong's palm, "saluting as come", the face was amiable, but the palm contained a deep internal force.

Xuan Ci's Donkey Kong palm is fast and mighty, it is indeed extraordinary, Murong Fu just wanted to step forward, then saw the opposite palm wind blowing in his face, the palm power has not arrived, the wind has reached, the end is fierce and extraordinary, Murong Fu turned the sword in his hand suddenly, and went forward, the sword blade was weirdly oblique, but this direction was very strange.

At the moment when Xuan Ci's Donkey Kong palm was opened, Murong Fu's sword also stabbed at it fiercely, Xuan Ci's face changed suddenly, but he suddenly realized that he wanted to withdraw his palm, but it was too late, and then a palm and a sword slammed together!

Both of them are offensive forces attached to terrifying internal forces, and at this moment, they collide fiercely like meteorites!

Then, the sound of the waves, canceling each other, Xuan Ci couldn't resist after all, his face turned red, his body retreated backwards, and after a few breaths, Xuan Ci snorted, a mouthful of blood spit out, with a thick incredible color in his eyes, he never thought that his most proud Donkey Kong palm would be so completely defeated one day.

Just when Xuan Ci vomited blood and flew out, the three monks of Xuan Lone, Xuan Sheng, and Xuan Xuan on the side were suddenly startled, and immediately flew up, landed on Xuan Ci's side, and hurriedly asked, "Senior Brother Abbot, are you okay?"

Xuan Ci shook his head slightly, indicating that it was okay, and then dispersed the internal force attached to his hands, and the palms that were slowly flowing with blood left a sword mark that was deep and bone-seeing, it is conceivable that if Murong Fu used a little more force, his hands would be pierced by Murong Fu's sword.

The three of them looked at Xuan Ci's scarred palms, and couldn't help but glance at each other, and Xuan Ci shouted angrily: "Murong Fu, the three of my senior brothers are here to meet you!" After speaking, the three of them flew up, raised their palms and slapped towards Murong Fu, and slapped their palms towards Murong Fu from three different directions.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of astonishment on the square, and the heroes looked at Xuan Ci who vomited blood, as well as the three people of Xuan Lian, Xuan Sheng, and Xuan Xuan who were angry on their faces, and then looked at Murong Fu, who was standing with a sword, and even his clothes were not messed up at all, and he gasped, but the result of this superior judgment greatly stimulated their nerves!

For the power of the seventy-two stunts of the Shaolin faction, the people present can be said to be like thunder, but they didn't expect that with Xuan Ci's strength, they were still defeated by Murong Fu's breezy sword, but this contrast made them can't help but gradually begin to change their perception of the Shaolin faction's respect for the heavens.

The heroes were originally afraid of the prestige of the Shaolin faction's martial arts masters, but when they saw that Xuan Ci was there, they were repeatedly frustrated in the hands of Murong Fu, and they all thought in their hearts: "It's better to be famous than to meet!" Although it can't be said that the Shaolin faction is famous, it doesn't necessarily mean that it is so shocking and vulgar, and the art covers the contemporary. ”

On the trees in the distance, Xiao Yuanshan's tightly staring eyes dissipated slightly, and the clenching of his palms slowly loosened, staring at the arrogant voice, a touch of surprise flashed in his eyes.

As the Four Absolute Dragons, his eyes are naturally vicious, how is Xuanci's martial arts, he knows at a glance that when the battle of Yanmen Pass was not for the fact that he had already sprouted the will of life and death, he was afraid that he would be able to slap him to death with a few palms, but when he saw Murong Fu's flowing swordsmanship, he couldn't help but feel a little sideways.

"Things are getting more and more interesting, I don't know what kind of scene it will be if you kick the old bald donkey of Xuanci off the position of the leader of Buddhism at such a grand event, haha, you warriors of the Southern Dynasty, I have ruined my Xiao Yuanshan family, husband and wife, father and son, cannot be reunited, such a deep hatred, how can you not repay it!"

Xiao Yuanshan's face was covered by a shady curtain, and he couldn't see what his expression was, but his voice had an indescribable indescribable indescribable suspicion: "Xuanci old bald donkey, I must let you taste the most painful torture!"

Thinking of this, a touch of happiness crossed my heart, this is a pleasure of revenge!

And everyone in the square couldn't imagine that these three Shaolin Xuanzi monks would fight when they said that they would fight, and their palms were so swift and powerful, Murong Fu's face was cold, and he was not chaotic, and he was busy distinguishing the way of palm power, only to feel that the direction of his body had been sealed by the palm power of the three monks, and it was obvious that these three people were prepared.

The Protector Sword in Murong Fu's hand let out a hissing roar under the swallowing of its internal force, the only defensive move in the "Dragon City Sword Technique", suddenly used, the sword light in his hand was endless, as if flowing clouds and water, and in an instant, the whole body was like being covered in a light curtain, making the palm power of the three people unable to start.

But seeing that no matter how fierce and ruthless each palm of the three of Xuan Lin was, they could not attack Murong Fu within a single zhang, but the sword in Murong Fu's hand was varied, stabbing from time to time, forcing the three of them to go high and low, dodging and dodging.

Suddenly, with a bang, the Protector Sword cut through the corner of Xuan Sheng's clothes, and slammed it off, tearing a crack in the offensive of the three of them, and the faces of the three of Xuan Xiao suddenly changed, just now the three of them joined forces to surround Murong Fu, but they didn't get a bargain, not to mention that Murong Fu withdrew from the battle circle at this moment.

When the three of them were struggling to parry, a gray-clothed monk suddenly walked out of the Shaolin group of monks, stepped on his feet, jumped straight into the battle circle where Murong Fu and Xuan Lin and others were fighting, and met Murong Fu's Protector Sword with one palm, and his body crossed the three of Xuan Lian, protecting them behind him, and said: "Hugh hurts people!" (To be continued.) )