He was already extremely unhappy. With his character, he would have dared to covet his woman so blatantly, so he would have taken action to show him off. But this group was different. The two elders Xuan Ming and Ku Toutuo had to deal with it.
Getting down won't be a problem, but since Zhao Min is here, it's likely that her men are also nearby, so it's better to find out the situation first.
He glanced around, and sure enough, on another table not far behind Zhao Min, there were eight big men in different costumes sitting, with swords on their waists and bows and arrows on their backs. They were strong and their eyes were shining and extremely sharp.
, it is Zhao Min’s capable subordinate, the Eight Heroes of the Arrow.
The aura of these eight people was not very strong, but Murong Fu, who knew how powerful the Eight Divine Arrows were, did not dare to look down upon them. Since the opponent was known as the Divine Arrow, he must have extremely good archery skills, and he was in a narrow place like a restaurant.
In this place, no matter how confident Murong Fu was, he didn't think he could dodge the opponent's magic arrows intact while being surrounded by three decisive masters.
Luzhangke was immediately furious. No one had dared to speak to him like this for many years, and he did not hide the murderous intent in his words. Then he snorted coldly, waved his right hand, and two chopsticks flew out from the table, mixed with
A strong wind blew towards Murong Fu.
"Unbridled!" Ting Fengjiao shouted and reached out to slap the table. The same two chopsticks shook and flew out from the table automatically. With two "chichi" sounds, Luzhangke's two chopsticks were broken in half.
Then he turned slightly in the air and shot at the deer stick guest without slowing down, hoping to take the opportunity to teach this old man a lesson for being rude to him.
A look of disdain flashed through Luzhangke's eyes, and he reached out to grab it. However, Tingfeng had been practicing the Shenzu Sutra since he was a child, and his skills were pure and mysterious. The chopsticks attached to them were even sharper. Luzhangke was unprepared for a moment.
Unable to hold it, two chopsticks passed across the palm of the hand, making two cuts, and blood flowed out.
In front of so many people, especially in front of the princess, he was actually injured by a little girl with two chopsticks. Luzhangke could no longer keep it off his face. He immediately became angry with embarrassment, his face turned red, and he swayed towards Tingfeng.
go.
The people at the table between the two tables had already panicked and hid aside when the two sides took action. The deer stick guest was unimpeded and was already in front of him in the blink of an eye.
Tingfeng was about to stand up to meet the enemy, but Murong Fu stretched out his hand and pressed her shoulder, saying lightly: "I'll do it!"
Then he used the Nine-Yang Divine Art with eight successful powers and struck out with one palm.
When Luzhangke saw Murong Fu take action, he thought to himself that it was just right, but he wanted to take the opportunity to kill the pretty boy with his palm.
But Murong Fu's hand was too fast. Before Luzhangke had time to change his move, a scorching and unusually huge force came from his palm. Then there was a "crack" and a sharp pain hit his right arm. Luzhangke's body was even worse than when he came.
Flying back at a fast speed.
With a "bang", Luzhangke landed on the table behind Zhao Min where the Eight Heroes of the Arrow were sitting, smashing the table to pieces.
"Senior brother!" Hebiweng was startled and hurriedly got up to help Deerzhangke.
"It's broken, it's broken, don't touch me!" Luzhangke was touched by Hebi Weng on his right arm, and he hurriedly stopped him. At this time, he was constantly sucking cold air in his mouth, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. It was obvious that he was in pain.
Extreme place.
Just now, his right arm was broken by Murong Fu's palm. Speaking of which, he was unlucky. Originally, with his martial arts, even if he was not as good as Murong Fu, he could still sustain a hundred and eighty moves. Unexpectedly, he was careless and added
The Nine Yang Divine Art used by Murong Fu happened to restrain his Xuanming Divine Palm, and then he was seriously injured by Murong Fu's move.
"Break off your arm and give you a small punishment. If you don't know how to advance or retreat again, don't blame me for being ruthless!" Murong Fu glanced at Luzhangke and said coldly.
Zhao Min also glanced at Murong Fu with some surprise. She had noticed this man when he came in earlier. He had a very special aura and looked good. However, after all the masters said that this man had no internal strength, she secretly muttered.
After saying "embroidered pillow", he ignored it. He didn't expect Murong Fu to have such strong martial arts.
However, everyone in the hall did not know the details of both parties. They did not know that the old man was one of the two famous Xuan Ming elders in the world. They also said that the old man's martial arts was not very good.
Hebi Weng is dull-minded and has always led his senior brother Luzhangke. Strangely enough, although the two have a notorious reputation, they have a deep affection for each other. When he saw Luzhangke being seriously injured, he couldn't help but get angry.
Yong, shouted sharply, "You dare to hurt my senior brother, I want to see how ruthless you are!"
As he spoke, his body moved slightly, and a gray shadow flashed past. He stepped forward and struck out with a silent palm.
Deng Shi's palm force was overwhelming and he pressed towards Murong Fu.
Before the palm force came, Murong Fu could already feel a chill covering his whole body. The people who were close to him were even more unbearable. In an instant, his whole body felt cold to the bones. He tried to take a few steps back but was unable to move. He was shocked and turned pale.
, for fear of being affected by the force of the palm.
My junior brother's martial arts are already so strong, isn't my senior brother even better? Just now Murong Fu was able to defeat the old man with just one palm. How high must this man's martial arts be? For a moment, everyone was not only shocked but shocked.
Murong Fu narrowed his eyes slightly, raised his hand and struck out with a palm, with a "wave" sound, his palms met.
He Bi Weng used the Xuan Ming Divine Palm with ten powerful powers, which should not be underestimated. Murong Fu felt an extremely cold force rushing towards him. Even with the protection of the Nine Yang Divine Art, the meridians of his arms suddenly
He was almost frozen, which made him unable to do anything. His body swayed, and "Teng Teng" took two steps back.
"Hmph, Xuanming Divine Palm!" Murong Fu murmured, his hands flashed with red light, and he turned around to bully me, "I also want you to learn the magical skills of one or two of my masters!"
Murong Fu whirred and struck out with two palms. Although the move was ordinary, the red light in his palms flickered and appeared very magical.
Although Hebiweng was surprised that the other party was okay despite being hit by his Xuanming Divine Palm, he didn't care about it at that moment. He shot out both palms and planned to give Murong Fu another slap.
But when Murong Fu got in front of him, he didn't touch his palms. With a flick of his wrist, the shadow of his palms changed, and he actually bypassed Hebi Weng's palms and slapped him with a "bang" from a strange angle.
Under the ribs.
Before Hebiweng could send his palm power to Murong Fu, he groaned, his body was unsteady, and he took two steps back, trying to gather his energy before going forward. Suddenly, his whole body was extremely hot, as if he had been in an oven.
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He Bi Weng's face turned pale with shock. Although he had heard of the Nine Yang Divine Art, the only nemesis of Xuan Ming Divine Palm in the world, he had never seen it. At this time, he was doubtful and couldn't help but ask: "What did you use?"
But the Nine Yang Divine Art?"
Murong Fu had no expression on his face and did not answer. He just made a few complicated hand seals with both hands, and then pushed out the palm of his right hand flatly. There was a white palm shadow several feet in size in front of the palm, and the five fingers were clearly visible.
"Big hand seal!" He Bi Weng exclaimed. Although the palm shadow was not fast, the air around him tightened and his body was stagnant. For a moment, he couldn't move. In the midst of lightning and flint, he had to hit out several palms.
Several gray-green palm shadows flew out.
As if feeling uneasy, he patted his waist again, and two crane-bill pens flew out, "swishing, swishing, swishing" and counting rapidly toward the front.
Zhao Min also saw that He Biweng was obviously defeated by Murong Fu, so he couldn't help but call Ku Toutuo "Master Ku", which clearly meant that he wanted Ku Toutuo to help.
A strange color flashed through Kudutuo's eyes, but he shook his head and made a few quick gestures with his hands, as if to say: "Hebiweng can handle it, but if he can't, I'll take action again."
With a "bang", Murong Fu's big handprint hit Hebiweng. Hebiweng groaned and took a few steps back before stopping.
Murong Fu shook his head secretly in his heart. This big hand seal is different from the ordinary palm technique. As long as the skill of the ordinary palm technique is enough, it can break through the face by point. However, the points of the big hand seal are not on the hand seal, but around the hand print.
In the Qi node, if someone does not understand this martial art, they must spend many times more internal energy to forcefully break it.
The reason why Murong Fu shook his head was that this martial art was really not suitable for him. With such deep inner strength, even though He Biweng did not break it directly, it was greatly weakened by him. Otherwise, this palm would have hit him.
It’s true, even if Hebiweng doesn’t die, he’s still half disabled.
"Who are you from the Mudra Sect?" Hebi Weng swallowed the blood that surged into his throat and asked with a look of shock on his face.
Murong Fu smiled slightly, "I, Murong Fu, am not from the Mudra Sect!"
"Murong Fu!" Everyone in the hall exclaimed in surprise, "It turns out to be Nan Murong!"
"The Murong family of Gusu repay others with their own methods!"
"Tsk, tsk, you already have such skill at a young age. In more than ten years, it won't be a problem to become the best in the world."
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Murong Fu has become famous recently. As soon as he announced his name, everyone started talking.
Zhao Min's face was slightly surprised. When he came to the Central Plains, he heard that Murong Fu defeated Xidu Ouyang Feng in the Junshan Conference, and also heard that Xiang Xiangxie had defeated several long-established masters in a row. He became curious and kept thinking about it.
She had been there for a while, but there was no chance. Now the war at Guangmingding was about to start, and she had to rush back to take charge of the overall situation. Unexpectedly, she accidentally stepped in and met Murong Fu.
Hebiweng had heard of Murong Fu's name, and he didn't take it to heart at first. He just thought it was a rumor. He didn't expect Murong Fu to be so powerful. However, he was a little dissatisfied, and the gray-green energy in his palms was hesitant.
Uncertain, with a flick of the wrist, he will come forward.
The two were fighting hand-to-hand, and the Xuanming Divine Palm was extremely cold. Even with the Nine Yang Divine Art to protect him, Murong Fu did not dare to attack him head-on. After all, his Nine Yang Divine Art could not be used to its extreme. At first touch, it was easy to
The meridians will be frozen by it, thus suffering a loss.
Murong Fu had no choice but to use Dou Zhuan Xing Shi, his elbow sank slightly, and his wrist flipped. He Bi Weng's left palm suddenly reversed and hit his right arm. The shock immediately made his arm sore and numb. If it hadn't been for the pain in his right arm,
It is also protected by extremely thick Xuan Ming Qi, and I might have cut off my right arm with just one palm strike.
He Biweng had never seen such a mysterious and mysterious martial arts before. After only ten moves, he was already dwarfed by it. He received several slaps from himself. Although he was not seriously injured, he was still suffocated. He was shocked and angry.