"We have examined the bodies of the three of them. Apart from this palm print and the severed neck, there are no other wounds. What we can conclude at present is that their heads were cut off after they died. The real fatal thing is this palm print.
"Guo Jing opened his mouth to explain.
"What exactly is this palm technique?" someone in the crowd asked.
Guo Jing frowned and said, "The three of them are afraid of having their hearts broken and their five internal organs destroyed. Counting the most powerful palm techniques in the world, they only have the Shaolin Temple's Powerful Vajra Palm, the Jiangnan Iron Palm Clan's Iron Sand Palm, and the Beggar Clan's Ten Subduing Dragon Palms."
Only eight palms can do this, but the palm prints are burnt black, but they are not any of the three martial arts."
He is right. The powerful Vajra Palm is said to be the most powerful and the most powerful. In fact, it is more powerful. One palm can smash a person's internal organs, but it will only leave a red mark at most, and will never be burnt black.
The iron sand palm is poisonous, and the palm power is green and black. The palm prints of the one who hit it should be green and black. As for the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, the palm power collapses and is extremely explosive, leaving no fingerprints at all.
Murong Fu turned to look at Zhang Sanfeng, "What might Master Zhang see?"
Zhang Sanfeng pondered and said, "I have heard that the Tantric Sect of the Western Regions has a magical skill called the flame sword. It can emit invisible flame sword energy with the wave of the hand. As long as the sword energy is hidden in the palm of the hand, it may be possible to do this. In addition, the Tantric Grand Mudra is powerful in the Western Regions.
If you practice Zhiyang Kung Fu, you can also achieve this with the help of Mahamudra."
Murong Fu looked at the palm print carefully for a few times and shook his head slowly, "Otherwise, I have fought with the flame sword before. Even if the sword energy was concentrated in the palm of my hand, the wound should not be like this."
The sharpness of the flame knife can compete with the Six Meridians Sword Qi. Not to mention that Jiumozhi had already turned back to Tibet in despair. Even if it was really the flame knife, the corpses of the three people should have been torn into pieces, just like a knife.
There are more than a dozen blades hidden in the palm of your hand, as if you are clapping someone's hand. Could the wound be a palm print?
As we all know, if you want to leave a palm mark on the body, you must have the power of the palm to be concentrated and not disperse. What's more, with Jiumozhi's martial arts, he can kill Lu Youjiao and Hao Datong at most, but it must be silent.
It is simply impossible to deal with Kong Wen.
Zhang Sanfeng had never fought against Jiumozhi, so he didn't know the details of the flame knife. However, another possibility he mentioned reminded Murong Fu of a person. Pa Siba once used a kind of flame energy, and he was also a Tantric Mahamudra.
It's not difficult to leave such a palm print.
But in an instant Murong Fu shook his head again. The aura last night was not that of Pa Siba at all, nor was it even anyone he knew.
"No matter what kind of palm technique this is, the murderer must be a Mongolian." Huang Rong said quietly.
Murong Fu nodded slightly, "Not bad."
Although the first gambling game between him and Zhao Min had ended, the two did not agree that they could not continue the assassination after the gambling game was over. Moreover, this person specifically selected the leaders of each faction to kill, and cut off their heads after death, which was obviously revenge.
Meaning.
"Revenge..." Murong Fu murmured, and suddenly his eyes lit up. Could it be that the Wolf King took action?
"What did Mr. Murong think of?" Huang Rong asked.
Murong Fu pondered, "I thought of a possibility, but I don't know the details of this person. I only know that he is an extremely mysterious master."
Everyone's faces were clouded, and they couldn't help but think, no matter who the murderer was, even Master Kongwen was dead, how could he escape?
Murong Fu said loudly, "Everyone, no matter how powerful the opponent's master is, he is only one person after all, a body of flesh and blood. As long as you are more careful and don't act alone, he will have no chance to take advantage of him."
Everyone nodded silently, this was the only way.
However, Qiu Chuji disagreed. His eyes were red, "Why don't we take the initiative and find this person?"
Murong Fu rolled his eyes at him, and was about to object, but suddenly his thoughts changed and he smiled, "Taoist Master Qiu is right, we should take the initiative, but Xiangyang City is too big, and finding someone to hide is like finding a needle in a haystack.
It requires everyone to work together.”
When everyone heard this, their faces were more or less flinching. Murong Fu's meaning was very obvious. Taking the initiative meant that he was likely to be defeated one by one. No one wanted to be the person whose head was cut off at the next moment.
Huang Rong was the first to say, "We in the Beggar Clan will do our part!"
Shaolin and Quanzhen were eager for revenge, and naturally they would not back down. Just as Zhou Zhiruo was about to speak, Murong Fu gave her a vague look, and she had to swallow the words in her mouth.
With the three major factions taking the lead, the rest of the group spoke one after another despite their reluctance.
"Okay," Murong Fu laughed loudly, "If we rush out as a group, we will definitely not be able to find that person. But if we spread out completely to look for him, it would be difficult for people to defeat him individually. So I propose that all the martial arts comrades be divided into two.
Form a group of ten people, and each group of people will be responsible for a certain street or a certain square. In addition, I will send troops to assist you. Once the thief is found, he will immediately send a signal to notify other people."
Everyone heaved a sigh of relief when they heard this. This method reduced a lot of risks in delivering food.
Seeing that there was no objection, Murong Fu continued, "Since you have no objections, I will dispatch the troops without further delay. I will leave it to Daxia Guo to divide the troops into groups. I will try my best to keep the strength of each group equal."
Guo Jing nodded slightly, "Guo knows."
Murong Fu suddenly said to Huang Rong, "I would like to discuss what happened last night with Gang Leader Huang. Could you please Gang Leader Huang to come with me?"
Guo Jing naturally knew what "what happened last night" was, and he was also very concerned about the secret passage, so he didn't have any objections.
Huang Rong, on the other hand, preconceivedly remembered what happened in the secret passage last night, a trace of undetectable charm flashed in her eyes, and she did not object.
When Murong Fu left Nanda Camp, besides Huang Rong, there was another person who left with him, Zhou Zhiruo. She almost walked out with a red face and lowered her head because she didn't know why Murong Fu didn't let her participate in the operation.
Murong Fu was of course doing it for her safety. With this method of casting a wide net, whoever found the mysterious master first would suffer. If the mysterious master was more arrogant and took the initiative to find them, he naturally couldn't let Zhou Zhiruo personally
Involved in danger.
Huang Rong frowned slightly, "I'm afraid your method won't work."
"Why?" Murong Fu asked.
"Don't forget, there is a secret passage underneath. Have you found out about that secret passage?"
Of course Murong Fu didn't forget it, and sighed slightly, "I've already sent someone, but there's no reply yet. I'm just trying my luck."
Huang Rong was silent, but Zhou Zhiruo asked curiously, "What secret passage?"
Murong Fu recounted what happened last night. Although he had deliberately downplayed it, Zhou Zhiruo still noticed Cheng Yaojia, frowned and asked, "Why are you with that woman?"
Murong Fu's expression was slightly unnatural, "That's another person's conspiracy. I'll tell you later. Let's go see if the secret passage has been explored."
The three of them quickly returned to the General's Mansion. Murong Xue was already waiting for him. Her delicate little face was wrinkled, and her white skirt was stained with some mud and dust. She could even smell a trace of mold. Obviously, she didn't listen to Murong Fu.
Following my advice, I personally entered the secret passage.
When Murong Xue saw Murong Fu coming back, she immediately complained, "Why didn't you say it was so dirty in there and made me like this!"
Murong Fu shook his head in amusement and did not argue the issue, but asked, "What was the result?"
Murong Xue looked quite embarrassed, but when she talked about the secret passage, she seemed very interested, "You must not have imagined how big and wide the secret passage is, let alone where I came from."
Murong Fu was stunned. He understood the first half of the words, but the second half was a bit baffling. Where did it come from?
Huang Rong looked around and suddenly asked in surprise, "Could it be...could it be that the secret passage is connected to the General's Mansion?"
Murong Xue didn't like Huang Rong at all. Hearing this, she glared at her coldly, "Am I talking to you?"
Huang Rong choked, "Why are you so rude!"
"Is it polite for you to just interrupt when someone is talking?" Murong Xue retorted. It turned out that she blamed Huang Rong for taking away her opportunity to express her merits.
Huang Rong was angry and funny. She didn't want to argue with a little girl, so she finally shook her head, "That's it, I don't have the same experience as you."
Murong Xue was even more annoyed, "Who do you think you are? You don't have the same experience as me, but you do!"
Huang Rong's pretty face turned cold, "Humph, don't forget who taught you the Nine Yin Scriptures. Did Murong Fu teach you how to be ungrateful over the years?"
She naturally knew that this little girl with long snow-white hair was the same little girl who went to Xiangyang City to seek the Nine Yin Manual.
Murong Xue's expression was not moved at all, and she stared at her coldly, "First, the Nine Yin Manual you gave me can only be counted as half, half of which was passed down to me by my brother. Second, my Juemai is not
He was cured by the Nine Yin Scripture. Thirdly, in order to repay half of the Nine Yin Scripture, my brother promised you three conditions and fulfilled all of them. I don’t owe you anything at all. If I want to repay my kindness, I will only repay my brother’s kindness.
, it has nothing to do with you."
Huang Rong's eyes widened. She, who had always been so sharp-tongued, was rendered speechless. She even felt a little aggrieved. Did Enyi have such calculations?
Seeing that the scene had become tense, Murong Fu hurriedly said, "Xue'er must not be rude!"
"Brother!" Murong Xue called out delicately.
Murong Fu said with a straight face, "A drop of kindness should be repaid by a spring. No matter what, Gang Leader Huang has helped you. Apologize to her quickly."
Murong Xue said quietly, "Brother, you didn't say that before!"
Huang Rong glanced sideways at Murong Fu and said calmly, "Forget it, I won't argue with a little girl."
Murong Xue suddenly became unhappy, "Who are you talking about, little girl? Are you very big?"
While he was talking, he glanced at her somewhere, and his face was slightly suffocated. She seemed to be a little older than him, and he couldn't help but muttered, "There must be something to cushion her!"
She actually used Ah Zi's catchphrase. Whenever Ah Zi saw a woman who was older than her, she would always insist that she was padded with something.
When Huang Rong heard this, her face turned red and she felt a little dizzy. What kind of people in this world are they!
Murong Fu was really afraid that Huang Rong would be stunned, so he simply brought the topic back to the topic, "Okay, you two, stop making trouble. Xue'er, please tell me what is going on in that secret passage?"