"Hey, Heitan Tou, what's your relationship with Pa Siba?" Murong Fu asked, casually giving Nimo Xing a nickname.
Nimosing suddenly paused and turned around, "What did you call me?"
He was often teased for being short and dark. He was called a black dwarf or a short black charcoal. However, only a few people with martial arts skills higher than him or similar to him dared to call him that. Now Murong Fu is the only one.
How could a young young boy dare to call him that? How could he not be angry?
Murong Fu didn't mean to ridicule the other party, but when he was asked this question, he showed a mocking look on his face and asked pretending to be serious, "I called you 'Heitan Tou', what's wrong? Is there any problem?"
"Ahhh!" Nimoxing was immediately furious. He turned around and threw Feng Qingyang aside, rushing towards Murong Fu. The short whip in his hand contained a large amount of fierce energy. He was nimble and agile, and his moves were unpredictable.
Only then did Murong Fu notice that the opponent's short whip was unusual. It was cast in the shape of an iron snake. The snake's head was triangular, shaped like a living poisonous snake. The whip's body was made of countless tiny iron balls. Both the head and tail of the snake had sharp spikes.
, if you get hit in a fight, it will be like being bitten by a poisonous snake, it will be extremely vicious.
Of course, with Murong Fu's martial arts, he would not give the opponent such a chance, but he flipped his wrist and struck out with a light palm.
Seeing this, Nimoxing's heart was filled with fear, and a chill ran down his spine for no reason. He didn't think much, and almost subconsciously twisted his waist, spinning around out of thin air. Then he felt dazed and retreated quickly.
He ran away.
Although he was arrogant, he was not stupid. Murong Fu had severely injured Yin Kexi and the two of them with his previous move. Although it was a sneak attack, it was definitely not something that ordinary masters could do. And now this palm gave him an extremely dangerous feeling.
He felt that he would not choose to fight head-on. In fact, the reason why he gave up Feng Qingyang to attack Murong Fu was because he wanted to repel the pretty boy with thunderous force and then escape.
Murong Fu stretched out his palms in the air and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. It was not because the opponent was running away, but because this movement method was somewhat similar to the Divine Foot Meridian? The Divine Foot Meridian is a martial art that exercises physical toughness and mental consciousness. It can be practiced to an advanced level.
His body is extremely tough, and he can not only make many movements that are difficult for ordinary people to do, but also break the common sense of martial arts. Twisting the body like Nimoxing out of thin air breaks a kind of inertia of strength and goes against the common sense of martial arts.
With a thought in his mind, Murong Fu made a complicated gesture with his left hand and held his right hand in the air.
Immediately after, countless energy swarmed in, and a palm print about ten feet in size was formed in the air, and it was shrouded in front of Nimoxing.
"Big... big handprint!" Nimosing felt that his body was suffocating, as if something had imprisoned the space. When he looked up, he was shocked and could not dodge.
In the flash of lightning, golden light flashed all over his body, and then his figure surged in the wind. In just one breath, he actually rose by as much as two feet, turning into a golden giant.
Everyone present was shocked and inexplicable. Even Yin Kexi and Yin Kexi, who were familiar with Nimo Xing's heels, opened their mouths. They had never seen Nimo Xing actually have such a "Giant Technique". It could be called a magical technique.
Murong Fu was startled at first, and then he breathed a sigh of relief after taking a closer look. He almost thought that there were some gods in this world. It turned out that Nimo Xing just used his tyrannical inner strength to condense into a giant shadow and put it on his body. He was not a human being at all.
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Of course, even so, this is still an extremely superior skill. Looking at the entire Central Plains martial arts world, there are very few martial arts that can transform internal energy into form.
At this time, Murong Fu's big handprint was about to fall, and Nimoxing's giant shadow slowly raised a hand, as if he wanted to fight against the big handprint, but there was a loud bang, and the two collided with each other, and the force was strong in circles.
The ripples spread out in all directions, the air waves rolled and roared, and the sound was so spectacular.
"Could this man really be the disciple of the great monk Ba Siba?" Murong Fu couldn't help but guess this, because he had seen similar martial arts on Ba Siba.
The palm print and the giant's shadow were in a stalemate for a moment, but in the end, Nimoxing's skills were still insufficient. The giant's shadow gradually became thinner, and finally shattered and dissipated. The huge handprint was smacked down, and Nimoxing's whole body was inserted straight into the earth and stone.
He spit out blood from his mouth.
On the side, Feng Qingyang's face twitched slightly. Although he had not fought head-on last night, Murong Fu didn't give him the feeling that he was so unpredictable. He had to use foreign objects in the swordsmanship competition. Therefore, although he lost last night, in fact,
He felt from the bottom of his heart that he still hadn't lost, but now...
"You...how could you prevent the Mudra Sect from passing on its secret knowledge?" Nimosing pinned his legs to the ground and blurted out in inexplicable horror.
Murong Fu smiled and said, "Of course it was Basiba who passed it on to me."
"You're lying!" Nimoxing retorted, "How could the Imperial Master, with his status, teach you the martial arts of a Han Chinese? What's more, as an elder of the Tantric Sect, he couldn't possibly not know the rules of the Tantric Sect, so how could he teach the secrets of the Tantric Sect to outsiders?
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Murong Fu rolled his eyes, "If you ask me, I told you. If you don't believe it, just ask Pa Siba and he will know."
Nimoxing was speechless, but at this time, Xiaoxiangzi opened his mouth and said, "Who are you?"
Before Nimoxing's defeat, he still felt that Murong Fu could defeat the two of them through sneak attacks, but now for the first time, he felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart. Judging from the power of the palm just now, even if they fought head-on, he and
Yin Kexi was by no means an opponent. In fact, he had a vague guess in his mind, which he just had to wait for Murong Fu to confirm.
Murong Fu did not disappoint him, "My surname is Murong, and my last name is Murong..."
"You really are Murong Fu!"
"You are Murong Fu!"
The three people exclaimed, as if they had already heard of Murong Fu's name, and then Yin Kexi showed a wry smile, "I had heard of Master Murong before coming to the Central Plains. We wolves... we have also been told by the superiors.
It's best to retreat from the young master, but I didn't expect to bump into him just after arriving in the Central Plains."
The words have a meaning of "we are so unlucky".
Murong Fu heard him say the word "wolf", but suddenly changed his words, his eyes flashed slightly, and he said with a smile, "It turns out that my meager reputation has spread to your country. I am really honored, but I didn't know three things..."
Why did you come here? And who ordered you?"
Yin Kexi's expression changed and he sighed, "It's okay to tell you. The three of us have heard for a long time that the Central Plains Shaolin Temple's martial arts are profound and profound, and it is the Taishan Beidou of the Central Plains, so we thought of coming to learn some lessons, so as to make a name for ourselves in the Central Plains martial arts world."
"Oh? Is that really the case?" Murong Fu asked with a half-smile.
"Of course, we have fallen into the hands of the young master. Our life and death depend on the young master's thoughts. How can we dare to deceive the young master?" Yin Kexi said with a somewhat flattering intention. As for Xiaoxiangzi and Nimoxing, they remained silent.
Murong Fu's eyes moved around the three of them, and finally landed on Nimoxing, "What is your relationship with Basiba?"
Nimoxing was startled when he heard the words, and then he seemed to understand something, and shook his head a little lonely, "It doesn't matter, the Imperial Master once went to Tianzhu to study, so he recognizes it."
Murong Fu frowned slightly, "Is that just that?"
Nemoxing asked strangely, "What should we do?"
Murong Fu looked slightly cold, "Where did you learn the Sakyamuni Elephant Throwing Technique and the Secret Yoga Technique?"
Nimosing was immediately surprised, "How do you know these two secret skills?"
"Of course it was Basiba who told me. My relationship with him is not ordinary." Murong Furuo nodded meaningfully.
Nimoxing was startled, and suddenly thought of a possibility, "You and the Imperial Master are... are..."
Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Murong Fu with a wave of his hand, "It's okay to know some things in your heart, but speaking out will lead to disaster."
"I understand, I understand, you Central Plains people have a lot of taboos." After Nimoxing was shocked, he nodded like a chicken pecking at rice. His expression was no longer as unruly as before, but more respectful. Then he glanced at He glanced at Feng Qingyang and Yin Kexi and whispered, "Master, could you please take a moment to speak."
Murong Fu was amused and looked at Feng Qingyang apologetically. Although Feng Qingyang also wanted to hear the secrets of martial arts in the Western Regions, he couldn't save his face and forced himself to stay here, so he was quite unhappy. He said "I'll wait for you over there" and walked away.
As for Yin Kexi and the other two, their expressions changed several times, and they suddenly shouted at Nimoxing, "Nimoxing, you know the rules. If you say something that shouldn't be said, you..."
Before he finished speaking, Murong Fu tapped their sleeping points with a flick of his finger, and then said to Nimoxing, "Okay, you can tell me any secrets you have."
Nimoxing glanced at Yin Kexi and the others with disdain, and said mysteriously, "Actually, when the Imperial Master was studying on a study tour in Tianzhu, he had a very close friendship with his master. In the words of your Central Plains, they were friends of the Eight Worshipers, and the Secret Vehicle of Yoga It is the secret secret skill of our sect, and the Sakyamuni Elephant Throwing Kung Fu is the secret secret skill of the esoteric sect. The emperor's master and the master admired each other's martial arts, so they made an exchange and each learned the other's martial arts."
Murong Fu couldn't help but rolled his eyes after hearing this, "That's it?"
"Yes," Nimoxing nodded, "This matter is taboo in our Tianzhu and Tantric sects. You must not tell anyone."
"I understand." Murong Fu glared at him angrily and changed the topic, "Whose order did you come to the Central Plains this time to annihilate those sects in addition to the Shaolin Temple?"
Nimoxing suddenly felt wary when he heard this. He hesitated and asked, "I wonder what your relationship is with the Emperor's Master?"
Murong Fu smiled mysteriously, "My relationship with him can only be understood but cannot be explained in words. As you know, he is the emperor of the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty, and I also have a certain reputation in the Central Plains. Now the two countries are at war with each other and will fight to the death." , so we can’t talk too much about our relationship, otherwise your life will be in danger, do you understand?”
"That's it..." Nimoxing seemed to understand. He always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't remember it. After all, Murong Fu's previous Mahamudra could not be faked, and even the Yoga Secret Vehicle and Sakyamuni Elephant Throwing Techniques He could talk about his skills casually, but if he didn't have a close relationship with the Emperor's Master, he really couldn't think of any other possibility.