Chapter 18: The Hundred Feet Sword Sutra

"Who the hell are you?" Every time Zhuo Bufan said a word, a large amount of blood gushed out of his heart.

Standing five steps behind Zhuo Bufan, Murong Fu put his sword into the sheath, panting and enduring the severe pain in his body, and said with a light smile: "Gusu, Murong Fu." ”

Let's go!

"Gusu, Murong Clan, Murong Bo, who are you?" Zhuo Bufan heard Murong Fu's answer, and that person suddenly appeared in his mind, the same genius, in his time, the Murong family was also a martial arts clan, and that person was the strongest among their younger generation, and he was born in the same era, that was a kind of sadness.

When Murong Fu heard Murong Bo's name, a trace of inexplicable look flashed in his eyes, and then he said, "Murong Bo is my father. ”

"Murong Bo, Murong Bo, you have suppressed us all our lives, and now, your son is even better, Gusunan Murong, and his reputation is well deserved. A self-deprecating look flashed in Zhuo Bufan's eyes, his head tilted, and then his body fell down, and the blood stained the mud and stone slabs red.

Murong Fu sighed in his heart, Zhuo Bufan is also a strong man, although he is not as good as the Xuzhu Duan Yu in the later period, but it is indeed not worse than Ding Chunqiu, if it is a real fair duel, it is impossible for Murong Fu to defeat Zhuo Bufan, after all, the strength of the other party is not the strength of Deng Baichuan, who first entered the first-class martial artist, and in terms of exquisite martial arts, the two Deng Baichuan are not as good as Zhuo Bufan, but Zhuo Bufan underestimated him from the beginning, and underestimated him very thoroughly, so that Murong Fu broke through to become a first-class martial artist in the battle, otherwise even if Murong Fu's sword can hit Zhuo Bufan, it will be blocked by the opponent's internal strength, and at most he will be injured, and Zhuo Bufan's sword is terrifying, one-third of the sword stabbed on Murong Fu's body, and Murong Fu was seriously injured.

However, Murong Fu himself also forgot one point, that is, after cultivating the Streamer Body Method, the speed is incredible, and it can be seen from the fact that Zhuo Bufan has not caught up with him, and the light skill is far inferior to Murong Fu, so Murong Fu has the opportunity to transform his internal strength, plus he knows that Zhuo Bufan's weakness is in the Taiyuan acupoint on his wrist, so he is not unjust.

It's a pity that Zhuo Bufan has been cautious all his life, when he escaped from the pursuit of Tianshan Tong's grandmother, he had an adventure, and he obtained the sword mastery in the remote and extremely cold place of Changbai Mountain, and endured for 30 years, but he was paralyzed and careless at the last moment, and was killed by Murong Fu, which is a pity.

Murong Fu groped around Zhuo Bufan's body for a while, took out a small black oilcloth package, and couldn't help but light up his eyes.

See what's inside?

Murong Fu took out the contents and took a look, a hint of surprise crossed the corner of his eyes, there were not many things that could surprise Murong Fu, and he had no interest in ordinary martial arts for a long time.

And at this moment, the package in his hand is the martial arts that has greatly increased Zhuo Bufan's strength, and can even give birth to swords, the four big characters of the book "Hundred Feet Sword Sutra", and there is also a word of Hui Jianmen's martial arts on one side, Murong Fu's exchange of Shi Shui Pavilion has it, naturally he has no interest in those books, and he turned it into pieces with one palm, and then put the "Hundred Feet Sword Sutra" into his clothes and left here, now Murong Fu urgently needs to find a place to heal, at this time he is seriously injured, any second-rate martial artist, he may not be able to defeat.

Two months later.

In the vast mountains, the lush colors extend to the end of the sight, like an endless sea of green, in which people stand and the wind moves. Lin Hai shook slightly, and a huge green wave swept from far and near, which was so spectacular that it was smacking......

The ancient trees in the woods are towering, dark and dull, occasionally there is a birdsong and beast roar, and then the silence is restored, and the whole forest is full of a primitive, desolate feeling, people are in it, but a drop in the ocean, extraordinarily small.

On the top of a mountain peak, the young man in purple sat cross-legged on a bluestone, no matter how the wind blows, he is as immobile as a rock, and the lightning falls, reflecting a handsome and plain face.

Murong Fu, who was meditating on his knees, finally raised his head slightly after finishing his exercises, looking at the black and oppressive clouds overhead, but he smiled slightly, after fighting with Zhuo Bufan, Murong Fu went deep into the mountains and healed his injuries inside, this time, Murong Fu's injuries were too serious, and it took so long to finally heal the internal injuries of his body.

Murong Fu looked at the sky from afar, his eyes were sad, and his tone was nostalgic: "It's been almost a year, I don't know if Ah Bi and Yu Yan are okay?

One year, not long, not short, this year, Murong Fu also has a earth-shaking change, not only to make up for the lack of Murong family's light skills, to create his own light skills, but also to break through to the first-class martial arts, in the rivers and lakes, looking around, can become a first-class martial artist at the age of twenty-three or four, there are definitely not many, and there are only Beiqiao Feng of the beggar gang.

This is the achievement of his own penance, such as Duan Yu, the list of virtual bamboos, at this moment, he is not even a low-class martial artist, if it is not for the adventures, it is impossible to reach the super-first-class martial artist in a short period of time.

Shaking off these chaotic thoughts, Murong Fu took out the "Hundred Foot Sword Sutra" obtained by killing Zhuo Bufan from his arms, watched it, and as soon as he opened it, what appeared in front of Murong Fu's eyes was a large article about the life experience of the Hundred Foot Sword Elder, without mentioning martial arts at all.

Sitting cross-legged on the bluestone, Murong Fu held the ancient sword scripture tightly in his palm, after a long time, Murong Fu finally raised his head, looking at the sky shrouded in dark clouds, Murong Fu let out a long breath, his right hand was on his thigh, he could feel the slight tremor of his palm, his mood was obviously not as peaceful as it seemed on the surface.

The hundred-foot sword book is a generation of martial arts legends hundreds of years ago The hundred-foot sword old left a peerless school, this book is different from the general martial arts, he has no sword moves, only a residual sword intent, the surname is good, you can rely on this residual sword intent to condense the sword, according to the "Hundred Feet Sword Sutra" record, the sword is also different, such as Zhuo Bufan's is the green mang, is the lowest quality sword, this kind of sword is not condensed enough, the quality is more mixed, such as the hundred-foot sword is purple, it is the highest quality sword in the "Hundred Feet Sword Mang".

And the weirdness lies in this sword mang, the 100-foot sword mang's secret book remains the sword intent of the 100-foot sword mang, and those who are outstanding in the surname can comprehend the sword mang, but because they understand the sword intent of the 100-foot sword elder rather than their own comprehension, there is a problem of tricking, so before they understand their own sword intent, the quality of the sword mang cannot be improved, as we all know, the super-first-class swordsman lays the foundation for the advanced grandmaster in comprehending the sword intent, and they can understand the principle of the sword and condense the sword mang, and "100-foot sword mang" Although it can make people master the sword at the first-class martial artist stage, but according to their different Wu surnames, the degree of internal force refinement is different, and the condensed sword is different.

And if you comprehend the sword intent yourself, the sword will naturally be able to condense to the extreme.

Like Zhuo Bufan, although he has obtained this peerless sword scripture for thirty years, judging by the level of his sword, it is only half a foot of green mang, which shows that his qualifications and internal strength are average, although Murong Fu does not know what level he can reach, but he will definitely be stronger than Zhuo Bufan.

Murong Fu was burdened with several peerless studies, coupled with the peerless learning of this hundred-foot sword elder, Murong Fu couldn't help but sigh in his heart, the predecessors planted trees and the descendants enjoyed the shade, those legendary figures who created peerless learning, are they really turned into a handful of loess decades later?

Even Murong Fu didn't quite believe that those peerless characters turned into a handful of loess after a few decades, so was there another space after reaching the extreme of martial arts? And they didn't die, but went to another space? Of course, this was just Murong Fu's conjecture, after all, the martial arts reached their level, and the body's metabolism was extremely slow, how could they die in a hurry for decades?

ps: The corner has been thinking, martial arts to the extreme, as strong as the sword demon Dugu seeking defeat, I remember that there is a section in the Condor Heroes, the sword demon Dugu is invincible in the world, but buries the sword in Si, just buries the sword here, and the tomb of Dugu is just a pile of raised stones that Yang Guo guessed, whether it is the tomb of Dugu and the defeat of the two said, the corner wants to ask, is it the sword demon who has been seeking defeat is really lonely and old death? If he didn't die, where did he go? If he is on the rivers and lakes, why is there no legend of him on the rivers and lakes, with his martial arts, since he is not dead and has not walked around the rivers and lakes, where did he go?