At this time, due to the departure of Wang Yuyan and Mei Lan Zhuju, the girls in the hall lost their cries and screams, and instead became more solemn.

Thousands of eyes fell on Meng Xiuyuan and Murong Fu in the center of the hall.

"Mr. Meng, please.

Murong Fu, the heroes of these thirty-six holes and seventy-two islands, has come to seek advice from your Excellency!"

Murong Fu was furious, feeling that he had never suffered such humiliation in his twenty-eight years. Therefore, he did not want to talk to Meng Xiuyuan, so he immediately pulled out a long sword from his waist and pointed the tip of the sword straight at Meng Xiuyuan's face.

He spoke solemnly.

As soon as he finished speaking, the long sword in Murong Fu's hand turned into a white sword light, and he used the Murong family's sword technique. The moves were continuous, like flowing clouds and flowing water. In an instant, Meng Xiuyuan was enveloped in a cloud.

Within the sword shadow and light curtain.

The hundreds of people present could not help but widen their eyes when they saw Murong Fu's martial arts skills.

Even Meng Xiu couldn't help but be a little surprised when he saw Murong Fu's sword moves, because he could see that compared to when they fought in the mill two years ago, Murong Fu's kung fu had improved greatly at this moment, and he seemed to be much stronger.

A grade.

"Mr. Murong seems to have worked hard in the past two years.

It's just that your skills seem a bit familiar to me..."

While answering with a smile, Meng Xiu stretched out a finger from a distance and pointed at Murong Fu's long sword with the "Chongchong Sword" of "Six Meridians Divine Sword".

There was only a crisp sound of "clang", and the sword in Murong Fu's hand was instantly cut off by the air sword shot from Meng Xiuyuan's fingertips, and the sword shadow in the sky disappeared immediately.

Half of the sword flew into the air, and the candles in the hall shone with little white lights.

Although Murong Fu was shocked when he saw this, he did not panic. He grabbed the two broken swords with his left hand and fired them at Meng Xiuyuan. The broken swords flew like stars, and their power was extraordinary.

Meng Xiuyuan saw the situation and felt that Murong Fu was finally somewhat interesting as his opponent.

He immediately stretched out a palm and shattered the flying broken sword into many iron pieces. Under the turbulent force of the palm, it was reflected towards Murong Fu at a faster speed.

But Murong Fu still reacted quickly. As soon as he took action with the broken sword, he flashed and in a moment picked up the green wave fragrance knife left by Mr. Wu on the ground and the fine iron soft knife that Zhuo Bufan had stuck on the ground.

sword.

I saw Murong Fu's sword in his left hand and the sword in his right hand. The sword strangled him, and with the help of the "Dou Zhuan Xing Shi Shi" Kung Fu, he actually deflected Meng Xiuyuan's palm. Countless iron pieces rubbed his crown and shot straight to the stone ceiling of the hall.

A dense continuous sound was heard, and the countless iron pieces were all embedded in the ceiling above the head. When the lights were illuminated, it seemed to be a gleaming star.

Murong Fu let out a breath and looked at Meng Xiuyuan with increasingly fearful eyes, but his mouth was still tough:

"Humph, Mr. Meng is joking.

We have never met before, so how do you know what I was like two years ago?

Also, what I use is the sword technique passed down by the Murong family, which ordinary people have never seen."

Meng Xiuyuan shook his head and smiled when he heard this. He had no intention of digging up old scores and revealing that he was pretending to be Li Yanzong. He only glanced at him up and down for a moment, then he suddenly felt enlightened and said:

"I wonder how Mr. Murong's skills suddenly improved so much. He also sounded familiar with his breathing. It turned out that he had mastered the "Xiao Wuxiang Kung Fu" of my Xiaoyao sect.

It seems that by wiping out Mantuo Villa, you, Mr. Murong, have gained a lot of benefits."

Murong Fu's face turned cold when he heard this. He didn't expect that Meng Xiuyuan could tell the "Small Wuxiang Kung" from his body just by looking at him a few times and listening to his breathing.

Meng Xiuyuan was right. The reason why his martial arts improved so much in the past two years was indeed with the help of this magical skill.

The Murong family did not have top-notch internal skills. After Murong Fu took over the Mantuo Villa, the first thing he did was to ask Wang Yuyan to get the best book in the Langhuan Jade Cave.

Later, under the guidance of Wang Yuyan, he learned this skill and patiently breathed and turned his pulse. After more than a month, he gradually felt refreshed and his internal strength greatly increased.

From then on, he became more and more obsessed with practicing magical skills, working tirelessly day and night, for several months, and felt his inner breath flowing through many meridians, stepping into a new world of martial arts.

To this day, he has opened all the twelve main meridians of the human body, and the eight extraordinary meridians have also opened up the six meridians, leaving only the Ren meridian, and the Du meridian is still slightly blocked due to the limitation of his skill.

However, although Murong Fu knew the truth in his heart, he still did not want to lose face with his words. He snorted coldly and said:

"Mr. Meng, I don't know if this "Little Wuxiang Kung" is the martial arts of the Xiaoyao sect, but I know that the martial arts in Mantuo Villa were all passed down by my cousin's grandmother.

The Murong family and the Wang family are related by marriage, so do you, an outsider, need to ask about anything?"

Meng Xiuyuan was delighted when he heard this and did not bother to argue with him. He just looked at the pair of swords in Murong Fu's hands and said with a smile:

"Mr. Murong, I happened to have practiced your so-called "Xiao Wuxiang Kung" passed down from our family.

If you don’t understand, I can give you some pointers.”

When Murong Fu heard the contempt in Meng Xiuyuan's words, he immediately frowned and without saying a word, he held a sword and attacked Meng Xiuyuan.

Knowing that Meng Xiuyuan was powerful, Murong Fu had already used a unique move to defeat the enemy. The poisonous sword in his right hand was accurate and powerful, and the soft sword in his left hand had clever and subtle changes.

Although it has not yet reached the effect of "left and right fighting", the moves of both hands can be considered to be coordinated with each other, making the power even higher.

Meng Xiuyuan dodged while looking at his martial arts. It was obvious that they were all advanced Buddhist martial arts. After thinking for a while, he couldn't help but smile:

"I asked how Mr. Murong is so confident in himself. It turns out that he has learned the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin and used the "Small Wuxiang Kung" to encourage him."

Murong Fu was seen through by Meng Xiuyuan, but he was not discouraged. He just mobilized all his inner strength to operate the "Breaking Precepts Sword Technique" and "Dharma Sword Technique" to the extreme.

His father Murong Bo secretly learned these seventy-two Shaolin skills and returned home long ago. However, Murong Fu's past skills were not enough, so he never practiced them.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! It was not until he mastered the "Small No-Phase Kung Fu" that his skill greatly increased. Not only did he pass the training threshold, but he also relied on the "Small No-Phase Kung Fu" itself to become invisible and formless.

Characteristics, these seventy-two stunts can be operated without any hindrance.

He had always kept this matter a secret, not even to Wang Yuyan or the four ministers, in order to hide a trump card and defeat the enemy at the critical moment.

At this moment, Murong Fu displayed Shaolin's unique skills with his supreme internal strength. Murong Fu was confident that his martial arts had reached the top of the world and he was unrivaled.

"Mr. Meng, please lie down!"

Murong Fu shouted loudly, and the poisonous sword in his right hand was forced by the true energy to erupt into a cloud of green mist, which lingered, while the soft sword in his left hand zigzagged and swayed like a silver snake dancing wildly.

In an instant, swords, swords and shadows came in unison, leaving no chance for Meng Xiuyuan to dodge.

"don't want!"

At this moment, Wang Yuyan's voice came from the hall door, sad and anxious.

After hearing this, Murong Fu thought that his cousin was interceding for Meng Xiuyuan. He couldn't help but feel more angry in his heart and put more strength in his hands.

He just wanted to take down Meng Xiuyuan with one blow, and then ask Wang Yuyan why she changed her stance in such a short period of time. Did she really want to marry Mr. Meng from the Xiaoyao sect?!

But unexpectedly, Meng Xiuyuan suddenly brought the index and middle fingers of his right hand together to form sword fingers, and an extraordinary Qi sword suddenly appeared, slashing straight towards Murong Fu's chest.

Immediately, two crisp "clang clang" sounds were heard, the swords in Murong Fu's hands were broken, and blood splattered on his chest.

His heart was injured and his energy was exhausted. Murong Fu's vision immediately turned black, and his body and broken sword fell to the ground.

"Cousin!" "Master!"

Seeing this scene, Wang Yuyan and the four Murong family ministers all screamed in surprise and hurried over.

Deng Baichuan, Gong Zhiqian, Bao Bingtong, and the storm were evil. These four people were loyal to the Murong family. When they saw Murong Fu fall to the ground, they all drew their weapons and rushed forward, even though they knew they were outmatched, trying to buy Murong Fu time to escape with their lives.

Meng Xiuyuan didn't want to talk to them anymore, so he immediately connected his index fingers and shot out the "Yiyang Finger" to seal their large acupoints and freeze them in place.

Wang Yuyan arrived one step late and threw herself between Meng Xiuyuan and Murong Fu. With tears in her eyes, she raised her head and begged Meng Xiuyuan in a sad voice:

"Mr. Meng, I beg you, please spare my cousin's life.

Although he wants to stand up for these people, he doesn't fight to the death with you, he just wants to differentiate between you.

I guarantee that when he meets you in the future, he will definitely stay away from you and never dare to have the slightest difficulty with you again..."

While she was talking, Wang Yuyan climbed up from the ground with difficulty and held Meng Xiuyuan's sleeve tightly. She was afraid that with a wave of his hand, she would lose another relative in this world just like two years ago.

Meng Xiu saw the situation and before he could answer, he heard an old and majestic voice coming from outside the hall:

"Huh, do you come to my Lingjiu Palace as you please and leave as you please?"

As soon as this sound came out, hundreds of big men in the thirty-six holes and seventy-two islands in the hall were immediately frightened to death and their spirits were broken.

"Tong Lao, it's Child Lao's voice!"

"Tong Lao, the little one deserves to die. The little one has been deceived. He won't dare to do it again!"

"Tong Lao, please spare my life. It was Boss Wu who tricked us. Please spare my life!"

Before the Tianshan Child Lady appeared, hundreds of people were already kneeling on the ground, begging loudly towards the entrance of the hall.

In order to beg for forgiveness, these evil-looking men showed off their abilities. Some of them punched themselves in the chest, some used their palms to slap themselves, and some of them kowtowed to the ground like "dang, dang, dang," until blood flowed from them.

Some even took out their weapons and cut off their own fingers.

In the midst of such chaos, Child Elder walked slowly in from the hall door with an indifferent expression, turning a blind eye to the performance of these people, and walked straight to Meng Xiuyuan and Wang Yuyan.

"You must be the granddaughter of that bitch Li Qiushui. You do have the same coquettish appearance as her.

Why, are you trying to seduce my junior brother and let him let your cousin go?"

Child Elder looked at Wang Yuyan, who was slightly taller than her by half a head, and said with a sneer.

"No...no."

When Wang Yuyan heard this, she quickly let go of Meng Xiuyuan's sleeves as if she was electrocuted, and her eye circles became even redder.

As a lady of the family, she grew up in Mantuo Villa. She had never heard such vulgar and irritable words from Child Elder, and she couldn't help but feel extremely aggrieved for a moment.
To be continued...