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Chapter 128 Xuanyuan Terrace

This time he did not dare to underestimate Murong Fu's fingers anymore, and treated them completely as a long sword, so he kept staring at Murong Fu's fingers.

Murong Fu flipped his wrist and raised his fingers downwards. Yang Guo's sword immediately stopped moving forward.

Murong Fu suddenly opened his mouth and said: "The case has been raised with eyebrows raised!"

When Yang Guo heard that it was Quanzhen swordsmanship, he instinctively squeezed the sword technique with his left hand and stabbed Murong Fu's left waist with his right hand.

Murong Fu tapped his fingers lightly, and then slapped the sword out.

"Playing the harp to soothe the flute, chatting at night by the west window, sweeping the snow to make tea, and playing cranes by the pond..."

Murong Fu recited more than ten sword moves in the Jade Girl Sword Technique in one breath. Yang Guo followed the instructions and used them. Although he still hadn't broken through Murong Fu's defense, he seemed to have a different feeling in his mind about the sword techniques he had learned before.

understand.

"Have a drink, in front of the flowers and under the moon, the flowers bloom on the brocade..." Suddenly seeing Yang Guo frozen, Murong Fu said, "What's the matter?"

Yang Guo frowned slightly, "The sword body is down when the 'Qingyinqiaojiu' is used, how can it be followed by the 'Flower in front of the moon'?"

"Stupid! Does 'Flower Before the Moon' have to be from the top down? Can't you do it from the bottom up instead?"

Yang Guo suddenly understood, he raised his long sword and used "Drink a Little Drink". Before the move became old, he switched to "Flower in front of the Moon". When the long sword crossed Murong Fu's chest, it was naturally followed by "

"The brocade pen produces flowers", piercing Murong Fu's throat.

After these moves, although there are still some traces of chopping and axe-cutting, which is a bit clumsy, the transitions are seamless and ingenious.

"The way of swordsmanship is about flowing clouds and flowing water. You can do whatever you want. The most important thing is to avoid being rigid and not knowing how to adapt. For your Zhang Fan move, you have to hold it up. You can also lower it down casually!"

"Swordsmanship depends on momentum, not shape. You can use two fingers to make a sword. This move is cleverly done by Xianyun, and you can also use your left hand in conjunction with a long sword."

"You have to remember that when facing an enemy, blindly defending will only lead to a disadvantage. Attacking is the best defense, and attacking what is necessary to save the opponent is the best way to defeat him."



The two of them passed the sword and dismantled it at the same time. After half an hour, although Yang Guo was scolded by Murong Fu at every turn, he felt at ease. The stagnation in his chest gradually dissipated, and his resentment towards Murong Fu also unconsciously decreased a lot.

Yang Guo's sword skills became more and more perfect, and a sudden sword attack actually forced Murong Fu to use Lingxi Finger to defend, which shows that his progress has been great.

Murong Fu let go of Yang Guo's sword, and with a flick of his hand, the sword trembled slightly and broke.

Yang Guo was stunned, then Murong Fu said: "No matter how exquisite the moves are, if they are taken apart and used, they will eventually be broken by others."

Yang Guo's heart was shocked, and he realized that he vaguely understood the principles of swordsmanship, and it seemed that an unknown door to the way of swordsmanship had been opened.

He couldn't help but look at Murong Fu with ardent eyes, thinking that although he was far from his opponent now, he would surely be able to surpass him sooner or later.

Murong Fu also nodded secretly, Yang Guo was indeed a swordsman genius no less than Linghu Chong, but he didn't know how far he could comprehend it.

"Okay, that's it for today, go back."

Yang Guo also knew that Murong Fu wanted to teach him his swordsmanship tonight. Although there was still some estrangement in his heart, he still bowed and said, "Thank you, Brother Murong." Then he turned and left.

When Murong Fu returned to the house, Xiao Longnu had already woken up and glanced at Murong Fu gratefully. Murong Fu shook his head slightly, saying nothing.

Murong Fu fought several times that night. Although it was not a big battle, his energy was consumed a lot, so he meditated to adjust his state and prepare for tomorrow's battle.

The next day, Murong Fu woke up and when he opened his eyes, he saw Xiao Longnu's otherworldly and beautiful face. He stretched out his hand and took her into his arms, "Long'er, how is your cultivation in Dou Zhuan Xing Yi?"

"Well... we should be on the third floor!"

Murong Fu looked surprised. This speed was much faster than his own before. However, thinking about his inner strength back then and Xiao Longnu's current inner strength, he felt relieved. "Good Long'er!" He said and kissed her on the mouth.

Xiao Longnu's face turned red, "Brother Fu, I've been urging you several times."

"Oh, what time is it now?"

"It's almost noon!"

Murong Fu was shocked, "Then let's go!"

Several disciples of the Beggar Clan were waiting outside the small courtyard. Seeing Murong come back, Lu Youjiao hurriedly stepped forward and said: "Master Murong, the conference has begun. The leader of the clan asks you to come over as soon as possible."

Murong Fu glanced at him, "Why didn't you wake me up earlier?"

Lu Youjiao glanced at the little dragon girl next to Murong Fu, and thought to himself, I wanted to scream, but I didn't see that I was kicked out! He said, "I heard from Miss Long that the young master is still practicing, so I didn't dare to disturb him."

Murong Fu was stunned for a moment before he realized that when he was concentrating on practicing, there were big things going on outside, and Xiao Longnu would never let them disturb him.

"Where is the tournament held?"

"The top of Junshan."

"Lead the way."

Lu Youjiao nodded and turned around.

When a Beggar Clan disciple passed by Murong Fu, he suddenly stretched out a hand and touched Murong Fu's waist. Murong Fu brushed it casually, but the hand turned strangely and avoided Murong Fu's hand.

Murong Fu was stunned for a moment, but suddenly he felt something in his hand. When he pinched it, it turned out to be a piece of paper.

A strange color flashed in Murong Fu's eyes, and he calmly opened it and took a look, only to see the words "The red clam was stolen" written on it.

Murong Fu was shocked and angry at the same time. He came out of Yanziwu just for Manggu Zhuha, but he lost it!

However, I couldn't get away at this moment, so I had no choice but to let the matter go.

Murong Fu and Xiao Longnu followed Lu Youjiao to the top of Junshan Mountain. They saw that there was a flat land on the top of the mountain, with a high platform in the middle, and the three characters "Xuanyuan Terrace" were written on the edge of the platform.

The audience was densely crowded with more than 2,000 people who had been in the hall last night. Murong Fu glanced at the entire audience and saw that almost all the seats from all sects were present, but Quanzhen Sect Zhao Zhijing and Yin Zhiping were nowhere to be seen.

On the beggars' table, there were two empty seats next to Huang Rong, apparently reserved for Murong Fu and Xiao Longnu.

Seeing that Murong Fu finally arrived, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Guo Jing and Huang Rong also looked at each other and nodded. Yuan Ziyi glanced at Murong Fu with a cold look on his face.

Murong Fu walked up to Huang Rong and slightly cupped his hands, "Sorry, I was delayed in practicing!"

Huang Rong smiled and said, "No problem, please sit down."

Then he stood up and looked at Jinlun Dharma King's seat, "Everyone has arrived, let's start the competition. I wonder who Jinlun Master will send to fight in this second match?"

Logically speaking, Huang Rong's side would be the first to send people in the second game, but yesterday's game with Xiao Longnu didn't count, and Jinlun Dharma King had no shame in worrying about it anymore. "I will take action in this game!" He stood up and jumped up to Xuanyuan.

tower.

The heroes couldn't help but look at Guo Jing. Huang Rong nodded to Guo Jing, and Guo Jing also jumped out and jumped onto the high platform.


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