Murong Fu arched his hand very humbly and said: "The master has praised it falsely, since the master is gracious, then I will accept this Shaoshang Sword Spectrum of the Six-Vein Divine Sword for the time being." ”

He unfolded the scroll, but seeing that it was very new, it should be a copy of another transcription by Kumachi, he didn't care, because the desire for the magic sword technique made him look down excitedly.

This is a style of swordsmanship that he has never seen before, not the ingenuity of other swordsmanship that focuses on tricks, but the key is the meridian lines that run internal strength, as well as the control of invisible sword qi.

Although Murong Fu has practiced a few fingerings, they are only the first glimpse of the way, and it is still very cool to show off on the rivers and lakes, but it is very insufficient to cultivate the Shaoshang Sword with such a fingering foundation.

"Master, I'm ashamed to say that I haven't studied too much fingering in the next section, and the foundation is very shallow, and it is estimated that it will take a while to cultivate the mastery above this sword spectrum, and I will have to lay a solid foundation for fingering. Murong Fu said politely.

"It's okay, in the past, the little monk learned from Mr. Murong Bo that the Gusu Murong family's family heirloom 'Shenhe Finger' is also very remarkable, and you have to work harder and harder in the future to glorify your ancestors!"

Duan Yu was lurking outside the attic, and he had already heard the sound of Gu Mozhi's words, Gu Mozhi was cheeky and indirectly asked for the secret book of "Shen He Zhi".

Maybe he felt that he had given away part of the sword spectrum of the Six-Vein Divine Sword, although there were some problems, but on the surface, it could be regarded as very benevolent, and it was estimated that Murong Fu should also have some expressions.

Murong Fu is a sharp-minded person, of course, as soon as he hears it, he understands what he means, but how can the secret book of the family tradition be easily shown to outsiders? Besides, Murong Fu is still relatively selfish, even if Gu Mozhi asks for other secret books, he will not allow it.

Then they said some hypocritical words, and determined that five days later would be an auspicious day, and went to Murong Bo's tomb to pay respects, and burned a copy of the Shaoshang sword in front of the tomb.

At this moment, Duan Yu suddenly heard someone shouting ten zhang away behind him: "Well, I haven't seen you these days, it turns out that your guy is here! ”

Duan Yu turned around, the person who spoke was the evil storm, and there was a different obscene fat man bag with a folding fan in hand and a single knife hanging from his waist.

Just now, because Duan Yu was attracted by the scene in the attic, he observed carefully, and did not watch out for someone coming from behind.

"No, no, let's lose at the hands of this kid last time, he has some ability, and it is estimated that he is close to the cultivation of the innate realm. We can't be defeated, we can only outwit. Bao Wei opened the folding fan, fanned it a few times pretendedly, and said in a crepe manner.

Duan Yu smiled lightly: "The injuries of the two brothers are healing quite quickly, I have to admire your physique is quite good." ”

This is clearly a mockery, and it is infuriating to hear.

"How are we going to outwit?" said the storm.

"Stop him a few tricks, and the prince is probably about to come out. The bag was about to fold the fan, inserted it into the collar of the neck, and pulled out a single knife in his hand, wrapping his head and brain.

Duan Yu was about to make a move, but when he saw that this guy was not close, he just waved a ball of knife flowers to block the road in front of him.

The storm was also very solemn with both hands holding the knife to block the left, and after a few breaths, the door of the attic opened, and Murong Fu, Gu Mozhi and Sun Feiyue all rushed to see the situation.

"Who is Your Excellency, why did you come to my Shenhezhuang to make trouble?" Murong Fu sword eyebrows, very angry, ruthlessly scolded. He could see that Duan Yu's strength was just an acquired martial artist, and he was not afraid of it, let alone attracted attention.

"This great monk is here, it's useless for me to lie, hey, great monk, you robbed part of our Dali Duan's sword book, and came here to swagger and deceive, don't you feel a little ashamed?" Duan Yu stared at Gu Mozhi, neither humble nor arrogant.

Even in the face of these two masters, Duan Yu was not panicked in his heart, because at the moment of incomparably crisis, he could save his life by relying on Ling Bo's wonderful body technique. Besides, before that, he still has the handle of Gu Mozhi, and he will not fall into the situation of being attacked on his back so lightly.

Sure enough, Gu Mozhi understood that Duan Yu had followed him from Tianlong Temple to come here, so along the way, he also knew Gu Mozhi's plan, there was actually a problem with the sword book given to Murong Fu, once Duan Yu told the truth, then his plan would be frustrated.

At that time, Gu Mozhi not only lost Murong Fu, an excellent test subject, but also offended Murong Fu, which was more than worth the loss.

But if you want to suddenly kill this kid in seconds, it is impossible, Gu Mozhi had seen Duan Yu's Ling Bo Weibu in the battle of Tianlong Temple, even if he wanted to catch him for a while.

"Wait, I see that you kid is young and doesn't do anything well, but you want to come here to confuse black and white, and swagger. It's clear that you are pretending to be the Duan clan of Dali, but you came to me. Otherwise, let's try it, you will cast the Dali Duan's Yang Finger, if you can really make people believe, then I will spare your life. Hatama said in a voice.

Of course, Duan Yu will not be so stupid, once he fights, Gu Mozhi will kill mercilessly, for this evil monk with a solemn appearance, Duan Yu can see it very clearly.

"I'm not here to fight, if you don't want to cause more trouble, let me leave, and I won't pursue the past. Duan Yu was talking in code, which meant that if Gu Mozhi didn't let him go, then Duan Yu didn't mind telling Murong Fu about his plan.

Gu Mozhi hesitated, and he was even more puzzled that he had been followed by this kid for more than two months, and he hadn't found him, what a terrible thing it was!

Murong Fu glanced at Duan Yu deeply, he now felt that Duan Yu was not as simple as he seemed before, and he was a difficult character to deal with.

At this time, Bao Wei came over and said: "Son, you can't let this kid go, a few days ago, I followed the fourth brother to drink in the Peach Blossom Pavilion, and this kid killed two people in the Thirteen Eagles in Jiangnan there, and told the rest of the people who escaped that he was Gusu Murong Fu." This person is bold enough to offend people outside in the name of your son, this evil deed is too hateful. ”

"Third Brother Bao, when you encounter such a thing, you should arrest him, why did he still run here?" Murong Fu frowned.

Bao Wei and Feng Chao couldn't help but look at each other, and both sighed: "Hey, we are all defeated, and we ask the prince to make a move." ”