Chapter 20 - [Flying Bat King]

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Outside the hall is the street of the town, and there are small merchants on the street with some grocery stalls such as cloth fat powder, noodle toys, etc., seeing Mu Wanqing's careful hunched waist hidden behind a cloth stall, he is waving to him anxiously and signaling to retreat.

Murong Fu was puzzled, jumped over, and said strangely: "Sister Wan, what are you hiding here, hurry back and eat!"

At this moment, a loud voice on the street shouted: "Murong Xiao'er, I heard your voice, where are you hiding?"

"Mom! it's the voice of the black-robed man!" Murong Fu looked at him, and the black-robed man blew his beard and glared, staring straight at him.

It turned out that Mu Wanqing went out of the hall and arrived on the street when he saw the black-robed man looking for people on the street to inquire about their whereabouts, and he couldn't go back to report the news, so he had to hide here first, thinking that Murong Fu should not come out of the inn to meet him, but he didn't expect to run out.

This time she couldn't hide it anymore, Mu Wanqing was anxious, pulled out her scimitar, pushed Murong Fu away and shouted, "Fulang, you go quickly, I'll drag him down......"

How could Murong Fu let a woman defend against the enemy for him, he lifted Mu Wanqing's waist and threw it to the opposite roof, and at the same time whispered: "Sister Wan, go first, leave far away with the Holy Fire Order, and I will fight him." ”

Murong Fu sent Mu Wanqing away, his palms shook, and the tiger body Xiong Wei stopped in front of him.

The black-robed man smiled and said, "You two don't want you and me, hurry up and hand over the Holy Fire Order, otherwise no one will want to leave!"

Murong Fu was about to give it a go, but Mu Wanqing, who was sent away by him, flew back again, and said word by word: "If Fulang doesn't leave, I won't leave, so let's fight this together!"

The black-robed man exclaimed angrily: "What kind of and hundred ghosts, the old man has a Ming and a surname, but he is the 'Flying Bat King' of the four protectors of the Ming Sect, and the two babies can remember it, so as not to beat you and don't know who did it." ”

As he spoke, he raised his fists and sent it over with a "boom", his fists were strong and powerful.

Murong Fu was unable to rush forward to sacrifice the flame sword strength, and seeing the majesty of the coming, he hurriedly dissolved it with "Dou Zhuan Xing Shift", and sent it back.

Si Xingfang was taken aback, easily avoided the counterattack, and shouted: "Yes, the old man forgot your Murong family's 'repaying the other with the other', but look at your skill is still shallow, you haven't practiced it at home! ”

Bang another punch, even more powerful than before, where did Murong Fu dare to take it, he had already thought of a countermeasure to avoid it, and pulled Mu Wanqing to jump on the roof to escape. The strength of the Si Xing Fang failed, the sound of "boom", the cloth stall in front of him was shattered into powder mustard, and the wall behind it also broke a big hole, and the stall owner suffered in vain and died on the spot.

Murong Fu and Mu Wanqing were both shocked, how could they have expected his skills to be so profound.

In a moment, the cloaked of the priest turned into wings, like a big bird soaring and chasing after the roof.

Murong Fu sent Mu Wanqing out again, and hurriedly ordered: "Sister Wan, go quickly, I'll pester him, the Holy Fire Order is on you, as long as you escape, he won't get anything if he catches me, so naturally he won't dare to kill anyone!

Mu Wanqing understood the key, cried and walked away.

The driver shouted: "Where to go?......"

Raising his hand, a batadar shot out of his sleeve, and he took Mu Wanqing directly. People are like big birds, and they still come to pounce on Murong Fu.

Murong Fu was shocked, and instead of protecting himself, he sacrificed a flame knife to cut down the batarts.

Mu Wanqing disappeared for a moment, jumped into the backyard of the inn and took the black rose to ride, and ran away like the wind.

Si Xingfang was very angry, and said: "Grandma, you kid has a lot of means, and even the old man's unique secret weapon 'Flying Bartang' can be defeated, but you can't leave if she runs away, look at me and weigh you well, and see if Nan Murong's name is true or false." ”

Murong Fu was unconcerned, and waved his sleeves and shouted, "Okay! ”

Suddenly, the two fought against each other on the roof, fists and palms, and the aftermath of the strength was scattered in all directions, startling the pedestrians on the nearby street to flee in a panic, only a few rangers with swords and swords were more courageous, hiding far away from the street corner to watch the battle.

One of the rangers watching the battle was a young man, who went out with his uncle for the first time, and was very happy to meet such a master competing with him.

After looking at it for a while, seeing that although Murong Fu was young, he could fight against the old man, he admired it in his heart, and couldn't help shouting: "Murong Gongzi is good, hurry up and make a trick to knock over that black old man!"

But the uncle on his side cast a white eye, glared at him fiercely and scolded: "What do you kid know? Quickly silence me, don't provoke the enemy for no reason!"

The young man was not convinced, and said in a low voice: "What are you afraid of, Nan Murong's Murong Gongzi is here, which enemy dares to kill people indiscriminately here......"

Although the voice was small, the people watching the battle were all people who practiced martial arts, and their ears and eyes were intelligent, and they were also heard. In an instant, except for his uncle, many other pairs of eyes stared at the young man, and one said: "The young man really likes to talk big, what do you know? I think this Murong Gongzi is obviously empty of his name, what is Nan Murong? He dares to be called a hero with Bei Qiao Feng Qiao Daxia, his martial arts are mediocre, and his internal strength is average, if you want me to say, he is also a strong support, and he will be defeated in a short time." ”

The other person immediately answered: "That's right, this brother has good eyesight, last year I saw Qiao Feng outside the Saiwai to make a move, dozens of people besieged him, all of them were first- and second-rate good players, but they were overturned in half an hour." It can be seen that Qiao Feng's strength has already reached the first realm of the innate realm, far superior to the opponent, and can be outnumbered. Look at this Murong Fu's internal strength, it seems that it is only in the first class of the day after tomorrow, how can he defeat an opponent of the Innate First Realm who is a step above him!"

"What is the innate and acquired? Can you see it at a glance? I don't believe it, I often hear the uncle say that the Murong family's 'Dou Zhuan Xing Shift' is the best in the world, and with this miraculous skill, even if you are first-class the day after tomorrow, you can also win the first realm of the innate world!"

The young man didn't think so, but still supported his idol, and immediately refuted the experience of the rivers and lakes that his uncle usually taught. As he spoke, his eyes locked, and he counted on Murong Fu to defeat the old man Hei to support him.

At this moment, Murong Fu slashed out several flame knives in a row, "brushing" to attack, forcing the direction of the company to avoid the side, and his body was out of position, almost falling off the roof.

Everyone watching the battle shouted hello in unison, and the young man was even more proud, staring at Shicai to refute Murong Fu's humanity: "Have you seen it, I will say that Murong Gongzi will be able to improve his skills......

Before the words stopped, he heard the roar of the master on the roof, and looked at him angrily: "Grandma, where did the nameless boy come from, he dares to judge his head flat!"

With a roar, several blue mandars shot out from under his palm, sweeping through the spectators.

These people are just third-rate rangers in the rivers and lakes, how can they withstand the innate first realm strength of Si Xingfang's darts, his face changed greatly, and he just wanted to escape, but he felt a pain in his body, and he was all hit by the acupoints and froze on the spot, everyone's expressions condensed, and he couldn't speak.

Si Xingfang laughed and said: "Grandma, the old man fights and kills people the most, and hates crows and sparrows to be noisy next to him." Murong boy, the old man will definitely kill you today, so that these crows and sparrows can see clearly. What kind of bullshit 'North Qiao Feng and South Murong', all of them are bad seeds!"

Murong Fujiu won a half-move by winning a first move, but in fact, he had already done his best. Who knew that he couldn't hurt the opponent, but aroused the opponent's fighting spirit, and he was worried, so naturally he couldn't show it, Yang Yan didn't let it, and shouted: "Who is afraid of whom!

Si Xingfang urged the real strength again, exhaled and punched, and when he was on the ground, he was more powerful than before, and shouted while punching: "Hmph! The old man has three major stunts to press himself, killing countless enemies, today you Murong Kid opened his eyes, let you taste them one by one!"

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