Ouyang Feng's question is a question in the minds of many people. People such as Wang Chongyang, Lin Chaoying, Huang Shang, and Zhang Sanfeng have all thought about why Murong Fu was able to practice his inner strength to the state of transformation at such a young age. Naturally, they also suspected that he would absorb the poison.
Star Dafa, but the experience and lessons of many senior masters are there. The way of martial arts pays attention to step by step, there is no shortcut, and the evil way like Star Absorbing Dafa will never go very far.
They never imagined that what Murong Fu practiced was the enhanced version of the "Star Absorbing Technique", Beiming Magic. Of course, there is no shortcut in martial arts. If he absorbed other people's skills and practiced like before, even if it was the complete version of Beiming Magic
, I’m afraid there will be consequences in the end.
Xiaoyaozi's original intention in creating the Beiming Divine Art was not to use the world's internal energy for his own use, but to transform other people's internal energy without harming anyone's life and stop fighting. It was a kind of pure compassion. If
If you cannot understand the true meaning of magical power, even if you have a complete mind, it is impossible to eliminate all evil spirits.
Of course, after Murong Fu re-cultivated his internal energy, he did not use Beiming Magic to absorb other people's internal energy. Even if he used it against the enemy, it would not refine the opponent's internal energy into his body. This was not because he had any compassion. It was actually the last time he re-cultivated the Broken Pill.
It frightened him so much that he would rather slow down his cultivation progress than make the same mistake again.
Let's talk about the close combat between Murong Fu and Imam. It can be said that the situation changed and the power was overwhelming. The sword energy was everywhere in the field and sparks were flying. However, although Murong Fu had the Red Sky Sword in his hand, the movement of the Imam was like a flame, erratic.
Uncertainly, he was not at a disadvantage at all. In addition, he did not know the details of the "holy fire" and did not dare to let it get involved. It felt a bit like he had no power to use it.
A quarter of an hour later, the two of them had already exchanged two to three hundred moves, and no one could take advantage. Suddenly, Murong Fu forced the Imam back with a sword and retreated. After landing, he immediately made a sword move, and the Chixiao sword trembled slightly.
As the body surface glowed with white light, and after a period of distortion, it actually "fused" with the Red Sky Sword. A "roar" sound sounded like a dragon's roar, and a long red dragon rolled out of the air waves with great momentum.
Extremely horrifying.
The Imam couldn't help but feel slightly moved when he saw this scene, "The man and the sword merge into one, and the sword's will takes shape..."
With a murmur, he turned his hands like wheels. Immediately, the flames all over his body jumped and turned into a blue color. Gradually, the person disappeared, and finally only a ball of blue flames was left floating there.
The red dragon roared continuously, its body was winding and circling, and it rushed towards the flames with a devastating momentum. Its two sharp claws were solid and unstoppable.
With a pop, the blue flames suddenly shot up several feet high, like a volcano about to pour out, with a terrifying aura of burning mountains and boiling seas.
The red dragon was extremely fast and flew above the flames in an instant. The two seemed to be powerful, but when they actually collided, there was no sound. I saw that the "dragon claw" smoothly grabbed down and directly hit the blue flames.
Split in half.
But it wasn't over yet, the flames that had been cut spread rapidly upward along the "dragon claws". For a moment, the red dragon was in pain, writhing and roaring, but the flames were like maggots on the tarsal bones, and it didn't take long to spread all over the dragon's body. At this time, the red dragon was in pain.
The dragon's body was filled with red light, and its numerous scales emitted sharp rays of light, as if they were about to break free from the flames.
Murong Fu's "dragon transformation" technique looks miraculous, but it is actually the result of the simultaneous use of sword control and internal force transformation techniques. Of course, the help of the Red Sky Sword Spirit is also indispensable.
Speaking of this, I have to mention that although the Red Sky Sword is not as sharp as the Heavenly Sword, due to its extremely long existence, the Sword Spirit is much stronger than the Heavenly Sword and already has spiritual intelligence. Of course, the "spiritual intelligence" here
It's just a mysterious and mysterious wisdom and consciousness. It doesn't mean that a spirit or a demon can speak or communicate. It can only connect with the master's mind and the sword's heart.
The two people made a lot of noise. Smoke and dust were everywhere within a radius of more than ten feet, and sand and rocks were flying, gradually forming a red and blue tornado. The sound was extremely frightening.
Jinlun Dharma King and Ouyang Feng, who were several miles away, saw this scene. Their hearts beat with fear and chills ran down their vests. The two looked at each other, speechless, but it was not difficult to see the look of luck in each other's eyes.
It's good that they were smart enough to give up participating in the encirclement and suppression plan in time. Otherwise, no matter who wins or loses among these two people, if they get involved in this scene, there will definitely be no survivors.
Finally, a stick of incense time passed, and a long and narrow sword light lit up in the middle of the tornado. In an instant, the tornado was split into two halves, and the two shadows separated quickly, staggered to the ground, and two figures appeared.
Murong Fu was holding the red Xiaoxiao Sword in his hand. His hair was a little messy and there were many burn marks on his clothes. He looked quite embarrassed. The Imam was not much better either. His clothes were extremely obvious.
His scarlet cloak had become tattered, and there were a few scratches on his body, especially the one on his shoulders that was heavier, and blood was flowing freely.
Murong Fu lowered his head and looked at himself, with a hint of anger flashing in his eyes, "Imam, if I let you leave this place today, I will take your surname from now on!"
After finishing speaking, without waiting for the Imam to speak, he slashed out with his sword, and a red thread stretched sharply. In an instant, it was in front of the Imam. It was obvious that he had already fired the real fire.
The Imam would not lose his momentum, and there was a flash of fire on his body. Almost at the same time, a ball of flames gathered out of thin air about ten feet to the left, and another Imam suddenly appeared, and a flame disappeared from where he was standing before.
As the shadow gradually dispersed, he sneered slightly, "If you have the ability, you can stay here."
This was not the first time that Murong Fu had seen this teleportation technique. Huo Shan, who was very good at concealing his whereabouts, was able to do this. However, Huo Shan only had the visual effect because he was fast enough, and this imam's teleportation
The technique is obviously more magical and faster, as if you are really teleporting.
Murong Fu's mind was whirling, he made secrets with his hands, and the Red Sky Sword trembled slightly. One turned into ten, ten turned into hundreds. In an instant, hundreds or even thousands of sword intents were formed, buzzing and spinning. It was impressive that he was a master of swordsmanship.
In the lightsaber style, as his sword techniques changed, countless sword shadows swarmed out in an instant, sealing the void around the Imam.
The Imam looked up and sneered, "I once heard the old man in the mountain say that you have a swordsmanship that can restrain his movement. Now it seems that it is true, but do you think I am the old man in the mountain?
?”
As he spoke, the flames flashed, and the whole person "split into pieces", splitting into countless tiny flames. There was a rapid sound of chi chi chi, and the flames instantly passed through the area covered by the sword shadow, and re-condensed into a figure a few feet away.
Seeing this, Murong Fu couldn't help but frowned. He stretched out his hand and made a move. All the sword shadows disappeared and the Red Sky Sword trembled slightly and flew back. He asked, "What kind of movement are you doing?"
Huo Shan once tried to turn into a burst of "smoke" and escape from his sword style, but the effect was not good. This imam's movement style looked somewhat similar to Huo Shan's, but it was fundamentally different. He really couldn't see through it.
The Imam smiled complacently and said, "When you die, I will go to your grave and talk to you."
After saying this, his figure fell into a trance, wrapped in a ball of flames and rushed towards Murong Fu.
Murong Fu frowned deeply. He absolutely did not believe that a living person could really turn into flames. He must have not understood the mystery, or he had not found the other party's flaw. So where was the Imam's flaw?
"To say that his flames are from extremely yang to hot, I only need to use an extremely yin to cold martial arts to restrain it, but I don't have an extremely yin martial arts..." At this moment, a thousand thoughts flashed through Murong Fu's mind.
I was confused, but I still couldn't think of any way to restrain the opponent's holy fire. I had no choice but to raise a sword and parry the opponent's attack first.
Time flies, and half an hour has passed. The two people in the field have tried many tricks, but they still can't defeat each other. The Imam's Holy Fire does have some skills. Murong Fu has tried to contact it several times, and every time he feels frightened.
, he will never take the sword forcefully again, and the Imam is also very cunning and will never take his Chixiao Sword forcefully.
The two sides were afraid of each other, but they were determined to kill each other. They tossed and turned, but they didn't know how far they ran. Suddenly, Murong Fu felt that the opponent's moves were stagnant for a moment. He was slightly startled, and used the moves in his hands.
Without stopping, he glanced around, only to realize that the two of them had arrived at a lake unknowingly.
The lake is not big, with a radius of more than thirty feet. The lake is quiet and quiet. Due to the fluctuation of the two people's energy, the lake surface is rippled, and layers of water vapor are rising.
Although the feeling at that moment was fleeting, he did feel it clearly, "Is the Imam afraid of this lake?"
Observing carefully, as the energy fluctuations became larger and larger, the surrounding water vapor rolled up higher and higher, and the imam's movements showed obvious stagnation.
Suddenly, a flash of light flashed in Murong Fu's mind, "Damn, I'm so stupid. The thing that fire is most afraid of is water..."
He has been thinking about how to use a very dark and cold martial arts to defeat the Imam, and even thought about plotting a plot, but he forgot the simplest truth, water defeats fire. The so-called holy fire is just a ball no matter how magical it is.
Fire, if it is fire, can be extinguished with water.
After thinking about this, he immediately changed his appearance and moved to the other side of the Imam, forcing him to retreat into the lake. Although the two of them passed by the lake, it may be because of the Imam's intentional guidance that they were not far from the shore.
The edge was not far away. From this distance, the Imam could teleport back to the shore, but there was still nothing he could do.
All this is a long story, but it actually happened in a matter of seconds. The Imam quickly realized something was wrong and made his move a little more aggressive. Seeing the opportunity, he moved towards the shore.
His intention made Murong Fu more and more sure of what he had guessed in his mind. Of course, he would not give him this chance. He immediately used the Six Meridian Divine Sword and the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms in one hand, and the Dragon City in the other hand.
With his swordsmanship, Dugu Nine Swords was at his fingertips. His attacks were like a violent storm. His true energy in his Dantian was aroused to the extreme. It was obvious that he had the intention to stir up a huge wave of water even if he could not be forced back.
The Imam was indeed caught off guard, and the surrounding water vapor seemed to have a great impact on him. He was forced to retreat continuously for a while, and his several attempts to teleport were interrupted by Murong Fu's Six Meridians Divine Sword.
After dozens of moves, the Imam was forced to the center of the lake. Murong Fu struck out with a palm and took advantage of the momentum to retreat a few feet and stand upright on the lake.
The Imam also regained his composure from the initial strangeness. He looked at Murong Fu with a half-smile, "Do you think the water in this lake can restrain me?"