The blue light flashed, and a green steel sword stabbed out, pointing at the young man's left shoulder, so that the sword girl did not wait to recruit the old, her wrist shook the sword obliquely, and the blade of the sword had been slashed towards the young man's right neck. The young man blocked with his sword, with a bang, the two swords struck each other, buzzing, the sound of the earthquake was not stopped, the double sword sword light Huo Huo, had dismantled three moves, suddenly the young man shot down violently, the girl avoided to the right, the sword trick in her left hand was drawn, and the green steel sword stabbed the young man's thigh.

There were two people sitting in the east of the martial arts training hall. The top one was a middle-aged Taoist aunt in her forties, and Tie Qing's face finally improved at this time, and gradually became proud. The next one is an old man in his fifties, with a long beard twisted in his right hand, but his expression is full of surprise. The seats of the two were more than a foot apart, and there were more than twenty male and female disciples standing behind them. There were more than a dozen guests sitting in a row of chairs on the west side. The eyes of both the East and the West were focused on the gladiatorial battle between the two in the field.

The long-bearded old man's face changed, he held back his anger, and said: "Xizong this time, Ge Guangpei, win, at this time, the two sects of the east and west are two to two, and then, the fifth game will begin." The middle-aged Dao Gu who was sitting on top of him smiled and said: "Master Zuo is really well trained, Guanghao, although he failed this time, don't be discouraged, just work hard next time." “

This old man's surname is Zuo, his name is Zimu, and he is the head of the "Infinite Sword" Dongzong. That Dao Gu's surname is Xin, the Dao number is Shuangqing, and she is the head of the "Infinite Sword" Xizong.

Sitting on the west head brocade bench are people from other factions, some of whom are notaries invited by the heads of the two sects of the east and west, and the rest are guests who come to watch the ceremony. These people are all well-known people in the martial arts of Yunnan, but among these people are a handsome young man of twenty-two or three years old with a purple chivalrous robe, looking at the sword competition between Gan Guanghao and Ge Guangpei of the East and West Sect, the corners of his mouth showed a sneer, and then he shook his head, such a competition is simply too pediatric, and it is not interesting.

Zuo Zimu just lost a game, it was strange in his heart, although the strength of Gan Guanghao was not strong, but he would never lose so simply, how did he know that this Gan Guanghao was pretending, just a smile for the Pomeranian, but he was upset and saw the sneer on the corner of the mouth of the young man who sat down in the west head, just lost for a while, and at this time he was ridiculed by a young man with no name, where could he still bear it, and he couldn't hold back the anger in his heart and said: "This world brother seems to be quite disappreciative of the strength of my disciple." How about you please give me some advice?"

The young man in purple is Murong Fu who killed the crane in the clouds among the four evildoers, he wanted to come to this immeasurable mountain to find the blessed land of Lang Huan of the immeasurable jade, and to try his luck to see if he could find Ling Bo Weibu and the Northern Shen Gong, although Murong Fu was not interested in the Northern Shen Gong, but Ling Bo Weibu was interested, and if he was against the Duan clan in the future, it would be impossible to leave this Northern Shen Gong and Ling Bo Weibu to Duan Yu, this kid was just a kraft candy, he couldn't get rid of it, and he could still get rid of Ling Bo Weibu, of course, just relying on the brief description of the original book to find that Lang Huan blessed land is no less than looking for a needle in a haystack, so Murong Fu didn't have much hope。

So he came to the Boundless Sword Sect of the Sword Lake Palace, who knew that at this time, the Boundless Sword Sect was a five-year East-West Sect Sword Competition, although Murong Fu had read the original book and knew that the martial arts of the Boundless Sword Sect were not high, but fortunately, it was okay, it didn't hurt to come and take a look, how did you know that it was not high? It was simply extremely weak, so there was the scene just now.

Murong Fu was not interested in Zuo Zimu's step-by-step approach, flicked his sleeves, and said in a flat tone: "I heard that the mountains and rivers are quiet, come to enjoy the scenery, here is just a sword competition between the two sects, come and see the excitement." ”

Zuo Zimu thought to himself: "If you are a disciple of one of them, and you are in the way of their face, I can't do too much, since you are an ordinary guest, then you can't be polite." Someone dared to ridicule the martial arts of the 'Boundless Sword' Dongzong in the Sword Lake Palace, if he didn't teach him to make a disgraced mountain, how would the face of the surname Zuo remain?"

"It's not too early to say goodbye to the nobody. Murong Fu's tone was light, without a trace of emotion, he had no interest in the sword competition of the Infinite Sword Sect, and making the sword in front of him was nothing more than an axe from the class, so let's see if I can find a blessed land for Lang Huan at this moment.

Zuo Zimu saw that Murong Fu actually said that he was leaving, and said behind him: "Guangjie, just now people laughed at my Dongzong's poor martial arts, you can ask for advice in the end." ”

Gong Guangjie, a middle-aged man behind Zuo Zimu, wished that his master had this sentence, and immediately drew his long sword, and suddenly, a bright sword light stabbed towards Murong Fu's back, Murong Fu seemed to be unaware, and let Gong Guangjie stab at him, just when Gong Guangjie thought he was going to succeed, he found that the person in front of him paused slightly, and then continued to walk forward, but his sword light turned to him strangely, and Gong Guangjie, who was shocked, hurriedly changed his moves, but the right hand holding the sword was still scratched.

The blood on the tiger's mouth kept dripping downward, quiet, dead and quiet, Gong Guangjie's ticking blood at the moment really stimulated everyone present, as soon as the expert made a move, he knew if there was one, although Murong Fu did not make a move, but this hand was no less than a thunderbolt on a sunny day, and everyone present was stunned.

When he came back to his senses, he looked out the door, and there was still Murong Fu's shadow?

Time passed quietly like flowing water, and in a blink of an eye, Murong Fu had been going around this Infinite Mountain for more than a month, and he still hadn't found it, so Murong Fu no longer demanded it.

Some chances, although you know, but it is not destined to be yours, you don't have to waste time on this, that reputation is undeniable, and Xuzhu, Xiao Feng is also the protagonist of this era, and his natural luck is far from very human, but Murong Fu will not be afraid, he doesn't care about the supporting role of the protagonist, what he cares about is the excitement of life, since God wants him to come to this world and become Murong Fu, even if he doesn't have the luck of the protagonist of those eras, he will still use his sword to fight to the end, fight to eternity, and protect what he wants to protect, which is his enjoyment.

In this way, Murong Fu, who was not very enthusiastic about the blessed land of Lang Huan, no longer bothered, and the crane shadow streamer obtained by killing the crane in the clouds was also a rare supreme light skill, and the original interest in the blessed land of Lang Huan was also in the light skill, and the surname Suo, Murong Fu found an unknown small valley in this Wuliang Mountain to practice light skills.

In this secluded and undisturbed valley, Murong Fu was actually concentrating on cultivating light skills, and during the rush, if you look closely, you can find that Murong Fu's feet have never landed, his breathing is steady, his movements are vigorous, and he comes and goes like the wind, not only the speed is amazing, but also the grass is trampled through, the grass does not break, and it is extremely elegant.

For light skills, it has always been the weakness of the Murong family, why? At that time, Murong Longcheng fought all over the world and rarely encountered opponents, with the support of strong internal forces, even if he did not attach importance to light skills, he was not weaker than others, so he created the Dou Zhuan Xingxing, created the Shenhe Finger and created the Dragon City swordsmanship, and did not create the top family heirloom light skills.

Murong Fu deeply regretted this, he knew that martial arts in the world were only fast and unbreakable, when the speed reached a certain level, it was terrifying, and, if I couldn't beat it, I couldn't run? Of course, the way of martial arts, everyone's opinions are different, standing in the position of Murong Longcheng, there are few opponents in the world, what is the use of light skills?

At this time, Murong Fu tried to combine the light skills he practiced with the crane shadow streamer, to see if he could realize a set of light skills of his own, no matter how good Ling Bo was in micro steps, it would be in vain if he couldn't get it, besides, Murong Fu was also very confident in this crane shadow streamer.

ps: Everyone likes the Northern Spiritual Skill + Ling Bo Weibu + Six Veins Divine Sword, but is this really the best match for a traverser? Come on, follow Murong Fu, and see how he justifies his name, how to rely on family heirlooms, like Murong Dragon City, dominate the world, and rarely meet opponents!