"Isn't it, Murong Gongzi, you actually have such courage to practice the Sunflower Treasure Book?" Duan Yu was shocked.

"Isn't it possible?" Murong Fu glanced at Duan Yu and said coldly.

Duan Yu swung his sword to attack, and said in a low voice: "But the first sentence of the Sunflower Treasure Book, it should be that if you want to practice this skill, you must first go to the palace." ”

"You...... How do you know?" Murong Fu said in surprise.

Duan Yu smiled and said nothing, Murong Fu was said to be in the sore spot, and immediately accelerated his offensive and displayed the hundred sword techniques extremely fast.

In fact, the Sunflower Treasure Book is broad and profound, which was created by a father-in-law at this time, and is based on profound internal strength. That father-in-law is also said to be a master of swords, and he also uses embroidery needles as a hidden weapon, and he has been lurking all these years, and I don't know if he will reappear in the rivers and lakes.

As for Murong Fu, he only got the first volume of the Sunflower Treasure Book at the Taishan Conference, so he didn't get all of it. But since he dares to practice this rare magic skill, he must have already been in the palace.

According to what Duan Yu knew, after speculation, he felt that it should be because this skill was created by his father-in-law, and according to his own body structure, the internal force operated differently from everyone else.

You have to miss that part to be able to exercise normally, otherwise you won't be able to practice at all, or you will go crazy.

Duan Yu didn't pay attention to it so much, but in the process of fighting sword moves, he said with a mocking smile: "Since Murong Gongzi is from the palace, then if you really recover the Great Yan Kingdom in the future, then there will be no heirs." How can we continue to pass on the Yan Kingdom?"

"Hmph, don't I know to adopt a righteous son? What I have pursued in this life is to be the emperor, and besides, as long as I pass on the surname and mastery of the Murong family. That's enough. Surnamed Duan, you can try the power of my newly cultivated divine skills!" Murong Fu was annoyed and ashamed, and attacked with all his strength, using the Sunflower Treasure Book's mental method perfectly in the Hundred Sects Sword Technique.

At this moment, Duan Yucai deeply realized what it was. Only the truth of fast is not broken.

After more than a dozen moves, Duan Yu was caught off guard, and his shoulder was cut twice by Murong Fu's sword. Went down with the trend, and even cut off the sleeve robe.

"What a fast sword!" Duan Yu said in his heart.

The only thing that can be congratulated is that Murong Fu made too fast moves, so the power contained in each sword is not too sufficient, otherwise Duan Yu made such a mistake just now. I had to break my arm.

"Cousin. Don't hurt Duan Gongzi!" Wang Yuyan couldn't help but shout.

This made Murong Fu hate Duan Yu even more, although he didn't like Wang Yuyan, but he couldn't stand it in front of the heroes of the world, and his face was hit.

So, he secretly decided that he had to kill Duan Yu today.

"Is it only your sword that is fast, and I can't be fast with a sword?" Duan Yu immediately shouted: "The dragon of the dragon sword soars to the sky!"

In the void, the crimson sword and the silver-white sword are densely intertwined.

Such a sword fight. It was no longer clear where the specific tricks came from, and the tens of thousands of heroes and Shaolin monks who were watching the battle were dumbfounded. Amazing.

And Duan Yu and Murong Fu were the same, they couldn't see each other's tricks clearly, so they each used their own swordsmanship to be fast against fast. The sonorous sound resounded through this void, and such a dazzling sword fighting scene made the audience excited.

Even if Duan Yu wanted to use the One Yang Finger and the Six Veins Divine Sword, he didn't have the opportunity, because he felt that the sword in his hand couldn't stop, otherwise he would be stabbed by Murong Fu's sharp sword that contained the internal strength of the Sunflower Treasure Book.

The two of them are really chess opponents, they will meet good talents, and they will be inseparable from each other.

At this time, Xuzhu and Ding Chunqiu were on the branches of the pine tree, like two butterflies fluttering, and their bodies were extremely elegant.

After fighting for such a moment, Ding Chunqiu couldn't parry the Tianshan Six Yang Palms, the Tianshan Folding Plum Hands, and the Shaolin Luohan Fist "Black Tiger Stealing Heart" that was like an antelope hanging horns and suddenly unleashed without a trace.

"Ah, it, why do you always make the black tiger steal the heart?" Ding Chunqiu asked with a daring roar a moment before he was knocked away.

He slammed into the ground, and the two large stone slabs cracked open.

Ding Chunqiu planned to struggle to get up and use the martial arts people around him to perform his special trick "Lianzhu Rotting Corpse Poison".

As a result, he was hit just now, and his ribs were broken three times, and he couldn't struggle.

The void bamboo leaped down gracefully and quickly, and stepped on Ding Chunqiu's body.

"Spare your life! Master Xuzhu, ah no, the head of Xuzhu, you are the head of the Freedom Sect. As long as you spare my life, in the future, before and after the saddle, I Ding Chunqiu will never frown. "Ding Chunqiu is not a hero, but now that he sees that the defeat is decided, he is not Xuzhu's opponent at all, so he surrenders quickly.

Xuzhu has always hated Ding Chunqiu because of Wuyazi's tragic experience, and he was also determined to kill Ding Chunqiu to avenge Master Wuyazi.

But when it really came to this last moment, when he was about to slash the enemy, Xuzhu couldn't help but be stunned.

He had killed and injured many warriors before, all inadvertently and out of necessity. But this time, Ding Chunqiu had failed, and under his feet, such an old man with white hair begged for mercy with tears.

Xuzhu has a kind temperament, and he has been worshiping Buddha since he was a child, but after all, he sighed, let go of Ding Chunqiu's foot, put his hands together and said: "Amitabha, when is the time for retribution, you can do it yourself." ”

As soon as Xu Zhu turned around to watch the battle on Xiao Feng's side, Ding Chunqiu immediately attacked from behind, which was his forte.

Because the martial arts were too high, Xuzhu almost instinctively clasped Ding Chunqiu's wrist with his backhand, and used the Tianshan Plum Folding Hand, which immediately broke Ding Chunqiu's hand.

Then, Xuzhu locked Ding Chunqiu's throat with his left hand, and with a slight burst of internal force, Ding Chunqiu stared at his dead fish-like eyes, and he was very unwilling to breathe.

Xu Zhu's heart was very chaotic, and he threw Ding Chunqiu's corpse away, he really didn't know why he became like this, he used to sweep the floor and fear the lives of ants, but now because of a moment of anger, he killed himself in vain.

"Do I really have demons? Abbot Xuanci expelled me from Shaolin, which seems to be a very just punishment. Xuzhu couldn't help crying and muttered to himself.

The disciples of the Xingzhu Sect were dumbfounded, all along, the old immortal of the Xingzhu Sect, who had always been like a god, was actually killed by such a young monk, it was unbelievable.

They threw away their suona and waist drums one after another and fled for their lives, but as for Jin Kemu, the second disciple who was very loyal to Ding Chunqiu, he mustered up the courage and came over to carry Ding Chunqiu's corpse away.

Xuzhu is still crying there, as he feels lost and saddened by his transformation.

"Bang~Bang~"

Two thick palms hit You Tanzhi's hand in a row, but he was not broken by the eighteen palms of the Descending Dragon, because his Yijin Jing internal strength also had quite good heat.

However, because You Tanzhi's body is relatively thin, and Xiao Feng's height is nearly nine feet, which is equivalent to the battle between a black bear and a monkey, Xiao Feng is condescending and majestic, and He Tanzhi can't beat him back.

Gu Mozhi took the opportunity to cast two flame swords from behind, but they were quickly dodged by Xiao Feng, and the flame swords slashed on the stone pillars of the pavilion behind them, and deep marks appeared, and stone chips flew one after another.

"Shura fingering!" Kumachi volleyed out a dark red finger force from a position of one zhang.

Xiao Feng shouted: "Splitting the Sky Divine Fist!"

This is a Shaolin stunt, and it must be based on profound internal strength in order to bombard the fist and hit the person.

The seemingly sharp dark red Shura fingers were dissipated by Xiao Feng's Sky Splitting Divine Fist.

"Like a shadow with the legs!" "Gu Mozhi lowered his body and performed this trick, specializing in Xiao Feng's lower three ways, he felt that Xiao Feng was so tall that he should have weaknesses in the next game.

Shaolin 72 stunt rankings are relatively high in the shadow of the legs, the power is superb, and the continuous kicking of dozens of kicks, the strength of the front move has not disappeared, the back move has already hit, and the angle is quite tricky, it is really worthy of the name.

The Blood Knife Monk screamed, and slashed through the slender dark red scimitar as thin as cicada wings with both hands.

His sword skills are fierce and full of anger. Legend has it that his blood knife is a divine weapon that has been inherited by their Western Regions Blood Knife Sect for hundreds of years, and every full moon night, they must kill the living and use their blood to sacrifice the knife, so that the blood knife will remain sharp.

The Blood Knife Monk's knife technique attacked the left, You Tanzhi hurriedly attacked the right, he felt that he had a great hope of revenge at this time, as long as he joined forces with Gu Mozhi and the Blood Knife Monk to defeat Xiao Feng, then he didn't mind torturing Xiao Feng again, and finally beheaded him.

The lower side is the dense shadow-like legs, the left is the ruthless blood knife issued by the Blood Knife Monk, and the right is the palm power of the Ice Silkworm and the Yi Jin Sutra that is full of cold air, Xiao Feng's situation is quite bad.

The warriors watching the battle did not dare to discuss it anymore, and everyone stared with bated breath, at such a critical time, they may be so nervous that they can't even swallow their saliva, otherwise if they don't pay attention, they will miss the wonderful moment.

"Xiao Feng will die!" said Gu Mozhi.

However, Xiao Feng kicked out suddenly, without unnecessary changes, but it was extremely accurate and fast, and kicked Gu Mozhi's left foot.

For ordinary people, the strength of the feet is definitely greater than the strength of the arms, and a reckless man like Xiao Feng is unimaginable in the power of his hard kick.

"Click~" There was a clear crisp sound, and Hatomochi's left foot was kicked off, presumably a comminuted fracture, and he immediately fell to the ground due to severe pain.

Gu Mozhi was about to point to relieve the pain, Xiao Feng suddenly grabbed his heart with both hands and lifted him up.

At this time, Gu Mozhi's heart and mouth have been caught, and he can't move, and he has a deep internal strength and various stunts, and he can't perform them.

Xiao Feng used him as a weapon to resist You Tanzhi's icy palm power and the sword of the Blood Knife Monk.

Both of them hurriedly stepped back, not wanting to hurt Hatomo by mistake.

"You evil monk, my brother Duan Yu has already said about your bad deeds, go everywhere to snatch the martial arts secrets of other factions, unscrupulous means, suffer death!" Xiao Feng roared, like a lion roaring, and immediately smashed Gu Mozhi to the ground. (To be continued......)