"What a powerful sword!"

Xuzhu didn't dare to be careless, took a deep breath, and a powerful internal force suddenly surged out of his body, pushing with both palms, carrying the endless palm wind, without stopping at all, fiercely pressing towards Murong Fu's sword qi training!

In that entity-like sword qi training, Xuzhu also shot with all his strength, and met it, Murong Fu's sword was the most powerful sword in the "Dragon City Sword Technique", under the surging of its internal force, it almost did not do too much to block, with a sharp sword light, it slammed on the opposite body.

At this moment, the hearts of everyone present involuntarily raised, who can win this kind of terrifying internal force confrontation?

The sword was pressed down, and the two palms of the void bamboo slapped upwards fiercely, and suddenly, the residual internal force splashed between the collision of the two suddenly dispersed to the surroundings, and in an instant, the dust raged, and the rapid spread spread, instantly annihilating the figures of the two, leaving only a battlefield covered by dust!

The breeze was blowing, the dust was gone, and the situation in the field was slowly revealed at this moment, Murong Fu stood with a sword with a calm face, and the placket on his body was not messy, and he immediately turned his eyes to look at the Xuzhu opposite him, only to see that he had a pair of bare arms, revealing two strong long arms, and other than that, there was no injury!

This terrifying fight, except for the shattering of the sleeves of the virtual bamboo, is it comparable?

Xuzhu's complexion has finally changed, Murong Fu's sword light before was like a mountain, if he hadn't been prepared to attach his internal force to it, I'm afraid that this pair of fleshy palms at the moment would be shattered to the bone!

Around the square, all the heroes of the rivers and lakes secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and they couldn't help but be secretly surprised in their hearts, and everyone recalled the various battles between Xuzhu and Murong Fu, and they all felt that their heartbeats were inexplicably speeding up a lot.

Originally, because Murong Fu single-handedly picked up Shaolin Xuanci, Xuan Lin and other masters, the people who greatly discounted the martial arts of the Shaolin faction in their hearts saw that Xuzhu showed such strong martial arts at this moment, and he was just a disciple of the Shaolin Xuzi generation, and he couldn't help but start to respect the rebirth of the Shaolin faction.

It's just that while the heroes present were respectful, they also felt quite strange in their hearts: "What is the situation? Could it be that the little monk in front of him is actually stronger than the Shaolin abbot Xuan Ci and the first Shaolin academy?"

The Shaolin monks couldn't help but feel proud when they saw Xuzhu's might, and their sluggish mood suddenly cheered up, but when they saw Xuzhu suffering under Murong Fu's sword, they shouted one after another: "Gusunan Murong, if he doesn't live up to his name, will he only rely on the benefits of weapons?"

Hearing the noisy sound here, Murong Fu's eyes also crossed a hint of amusement, and at that moment, he flipped his wrist and reversed the hilt of the sword, which was to put the sword into the sheath, and then drew a trajectory in his hand and threw it towards Gongye Qian in the distance!

"Come again!" Murong Fu's figure swept out, the streamer body method operated, and the figure suddenly exploded, flashing, but behind him couldn't help but drag out an afterimage, the momentum was quite terrifying.

There are really many good players who are good at light skills among the onlookers, but compared with Murong Fu's hand, it is simply a shame to be thrown to grandma's house, and in addition to being horrified, a sense of admiration also arises spontaneously!

Xuzhu, who has been fighting for a long time, has gradually become proficient in his moves at this moment, and in the face of Murong Fu, who is attacking again, he is no longer looking jerky, and at the moment his arms are straight up and down, attacking forward, and the internal force in his hand is pouring out violently.

The palm wind of the two people fighting each other splashed everywhere, and everyone in the field felt that the palm force was like a knife, and the cold invaded the body, as if it had reached the top of the mountain, and the wind was blowing in all directions.

After more than fifty moves, Xuzhu has completely fallen into passivity, and the fighter plane that fought was completely firmly held in Murong Fu's hands, although the difference between the two skills is very small, but under the advantages of one and the other, Xuzhu is gradually falling into the disadvantage.

Originally, with the strength of the two of them, it was impossible to fight more than 50 moves, so Murong Fuqiang had the upper hand, after all, the strength of Xuzhu and Murong Fu was not much different, and both of them were burdened with the internal strength of the two armors.

But when it comes to combat experience and the ability to adapt to the enemy, Xuzhu and Murong Fu have no comparable surnames at all, and between the two of them, Murong Fu uses the battle from time to time to turn the stars, but it is a big headache for Xuzhu, and over time, he makes a judgment.

Seeing the eagerness in the eyes of Xuan Ci and others on the side, Xuzhu also began to panic a little, facing Murong Fu's palm, Xuzhu reached forward with his left hand, and met Murong Fu's palm to open the stele and crack the stone, but it was natural to use the hand of the Peerless Tianshan Folding Plum of the Peerless Sect, only to see his right wrist turn in a small circle, turn over, and try to hold Murong Fu's right wrist.

But Murong Fu's experience of dealing with the enemy was something that Xuzhu couldn't catch up with, and as soon as Xuzhu grabbed it, he was overjoyed, a smile crossed the corner of Murong Fu's mouth, and the internal force in his hand immediately turned, and his right wrist slid away very skillfully, and with a backhand grab, he actually grabbed Xuzhu's right wrist.

Xuzhu saw that Murong Fu's hand was suddenly born of this strange force, and his heart couldn't help but be shocked, his heart was cold, and he just wanted to resist, his left wrist was like an iron hoop, and he couldn't break free anymore, Xuzhu didn't have time to think about anything else, his right palm was lucky, and he slapped his chest towards Murong Fu.

Murong Fu's face was also slightly upturned, and he looked at Xuzhu and said lightly: "What a strong palm, since that's the case, give it back to you!" After speaking, before Xuzhu could react, the Douzhuan Star Shift suddenly operated, and under such a lightning attack, Xuzhu's face was panicked, and he only knew how to retract his palm.

After all, Xuzhu suffered the loss of inexperience, coupled with the fear of Murong Fudou's star shift, he immediately saw a clumsy state at this moment, and he used all his strength when he palmed just now, and now he is eager to retract it, and the power of this anti-shock can be imagined.

"Poof!" The qi and blood in the body were churning, and a mouthful of blood couldn't help but spurt out, and his body was also staggering, leaning forward, if it was a person with a slightly weaker internal force, he would have taken his surname this time, but Xuzhu was extremely strong in internal strength at the moment, but it was just that the qi and blood were a little churning.

Xuan Ci and other Shaolin monks couldn't help but shake their heads when they saw Xuzhu's staggering, and they all sighed slightly: "After all, there is too little experience, and the ability to adapt to the enemy is too poor.

After being defeated, Murong Fu's figure shook slightly, he took a step back, and said in a cold voice: "Who else from the Shaolin Sect stepped forward?"

The words fell, and for a while, no one in the Shaolin faction dared to step forward, which showed that everyone was really shocked by Murong Fu's unfathomable strength.

Murong Fu's surname seems to be calm and unwavering, but he also has a rather paranoid side, which is why he resolutely decided to admit that Shaolin Xuanbei died at the hands of his Gusu Murong clan in front of his fellow martial artists in the world.

The senior monks of the Xuanzi generation in the Shaolin faction were all silent, their hearts were like being cut by a knife, how could they not know the meaning of Murong Fu's words? But Murong Fu had already said that he would take it regardless of whether it was a group battle or a solo fight, but he was not good at learning, and even the most powerful abbot in the Shaolin faction, Xuan Ci, Xuan Lone, and others were defeated by Murong Fu, what could they do!

Xuan Ci frowned, and finally shook his head helplessly, although Xuan died tragically in the hands of Murong Fu, but at this moment, he didn't know that no matter if anyone in his Shaolin faction could defeat Murong Fu, there was no plan, in this case, fighting alone with Murong Fu would only be the same result, but it would help the name of Murong in Gusunan.

Xuan Ci's eyes changed, and he said secretly: "This Murong Fu's martial arts are unfathomable, none of the monks in this temple can be his opponent, if it is said that all the masters in the temple rush up and rely on many to win, then it will not become a scoundrel bandit in the lower three indiscriminate, how can it be done by the Shaolin faction? Moreover, let's not talk about whether it can avenge the great revenge of Xuanbei's junior brother, I am afraid that the ancient Shaolin temple that has been passed down for thousands of years will inevitably be destroyed in his own hands, no, this is absolutely not good!"

In fact, just as Xuan Ci thought, if the Shaolin faction really attacked it and made a comeback attack on Murong, the heroes of the rivers and lakes present gathered here, and within a few days, this matter will definitely spread in the rivers and lakes, and then the world will know that the Shaolin faction is invincible to Gusunan Murong, and finally exerts the power of the temples to make a move on it, then at that time, the reputation of the Shaolin faction will plummet without thinking about it, how to lead the martial arts again, and he Xuan Ci is even more shameless as the abbot of the Shaolin Temple.

Xuan Ci looked deeply at Murong Fu in the field of his eyes, and after a while, he exhaled lightly and said in a deep voice: "Today, I understand that there is a sky outside the sky, there are people in people, Lao Qu has studied hard for decades, in the hands of Murong Shi, it is really not enough, Gusunan Murong, really worthy of his reputation, Lao Qu admires!"

The monks of Shaolin Temple were all depressed, and they all understood that when the abbot said this, he thought that the Shaolin School's martial arts skills were inferior.

As soon as these words came out, the heroes of the rivers and lakes first glanced at Xuan Ci, who was not as good as himself, and then turned to Murong Fu with a flat face again, with a touch of solemnity in his eyes, the Shaolin faction has been famous all over the world for hundreds of years, and has been the bull ear of martial arts in the Central Plains, but now it is said that all the senior monks of the Shaolin generation have been defeated one by one, and things have evolved to this step, which is really not what they could have expected when they first went to Shaolin Temple.

The heroes of the rivers and lakes saw that some Shaolin disciples had extremely ugly faces, obviously they were quite angry about this result, and in this regard, they were also silent, and they couldn't help but feel a little sympathy for the Shaolin faction.

It's not that Shaolin is too weak, but that Murong Fu is too strong!

Wang Yuyan and A Bi and others on the side also secretly wiped a cold sweat, although they had full confidence in Murong Fu, but at this moment, they heard that the Shaolin faction was soft, and the matter of Shaolin Xuanbei was revealed, and the two girls finally let go of the big stone in their hearts (to be continued. )