"Does he still have some peerless swordsmanship? But no matter what swordsmanship it is, how can it be as good as the Six Meridians Divine Sword?" Dongfang Bubai thought in his heart. He really couldn't understand the mystery of Murong Fu's behavior.
Murong Fu casually took the long sword and said nonchalantly: "The fortune teller said that I have been involved in a murder recently and my five elements are short of gold. It is best to use a sword when fighting with others. Maybe I can save my life."
Everyone immediately looked at each other, unable to distinguish the truth and lies in his words.
Tingfeng rolled his eyes and guessed what Murong Fu was thinking, and burst out laughing.
"Hmph, since we are competing in swordsmanship, I will accompany you to the end!"
Dongfang Bubai could tell that Murong Fu's words were just a joke, so he immediately stopped worrying and turned around to ask for a long sword from the Ming Cult.
Before the swords of the two men were unsheathed, a fierce aura slowly rose between the two of them, and their sleeves and robes moved automatically without wind.
Everyone was holding their breath and concentrating, for fear of missing any detail of these two peerless masters.
Dongfang Bubai slowly drew out his long sword, pointing the sword tip slightly downward at Murong Fu.
Murong Fu, on the other hand, just put his long sword on the ground and closed his eyes slightly. He didn't look like a master about to duel at all, but seemed to be falling asleep.
"What do you mean, Wu Jian?"
Dongfang Bubai frowned slightly, and the long sword in his hand made a clear sound, and with a "swipe" sound, he slashed out with a sword, and immediately slashed at Murong Fu with a sword energy that was about ten feet long. No matter what he was doing, interrupting him was the most important thing.
Good choice.
With a "pop" sound, the sword energy just approached a few feet in front of Murong Fu's body, but it automatically dissipated.
There was no surprise on Dongfang Bubai's face. This sword was just to break Murong Fu's state, not even a test.
At this moment, Murong Fu opened his eyes, a sharp light flashed through his eyes, he flipped his wrist, and stabbed Dongfang Bubai with the long sword in its scabbard, as fast as thunder.
Dongfang Bubai's martial arts originally focused on using movement to control stillness and strike first. How could he tolerate Murong Fu's attack first? He immediately raised his sword and stabbed Murong Fu at a faster speed.
The distance between the two of them is only two or three feet, which is just a snap.
There was a soft "ding" sound, the sword tips touched each other, and the two figures suddenly stopped.
Although it seems to have little momentum, everyone can clearly feel that with the tip of the two swords as the critical point, both sides have a fierce aura that is competing.
Suddenly, Murong Fu flicked his wrist, and with a "bang" sound, the scabbard exploded in half, and a dazzling white light flashed out from the blade.
Dongfang Bubai seemed to have expected it, he smiled coldly, slapped his left hand on the hilt of the sword, and suddenly a green light suddenly appeared, and his momentum was not weaker than Murong Fu's.
Everyone couldn't help but cheer loudly. Even the famous martial arts masters such as Song Yuanqiao and Master Kong Wen couldn't help but admire them. Not to mention the swordsmanship of these two people, with this kind of skill, in the current world, I'm afraid there are only those hidden in each sect.
Only the old monster can reach it.
Murong Fu suddenly chuckled, "Don't hide any special tricks that Master Dongfang has, I will accompany you to the end today!"
"Okay, I haven't used my sword for many years, so I'm going to ask Mr. Murong for some advice today!"
Dongfang Bubai smiled back, and while speaking, he shook the long sword in his hand, raised it slightly, and when he opened Murong Fu's long sword, he stabbed him in the face. However, the sword movement failed, and the long sword made a strange turn.
It moved from left to right towards Murong Fu's lower abdomen.
"This is..." Huashan School Yue Buqun's eyes narrowed slightly, and Xian Yutong added next to him: "It turns out to be the 'Feng Lai Yi' and 'Bells and Drums Ming Together' in the Huashan Sword Art!"
These two sword moves are very common and unrelated in Huashan swordsmanship, but in Dongfang Bubai's hands, they look like they were dismantled into one move.
What surprised both Yue Buqun and Yue Buqun was not that Dongfang Bubai knew the Huashan Sword Technique, but that the Huashan Sword Technique was so powerful in his hands.
The corners of Murong Fu's lips curled up slightly, "Since the leader's kindness is difficult to refuse, I will give you some advice!"
Then he slashed forward with his sword, but halfway through the slash, the tip of the sword suddenly made a hook to the right, just in time to block Dongfang Bubai's sword, and before he could finish the move, unknowingly, the tip of the sword had already pointed towards it.
In his heart.
"The white rainbow penetrates the sun and the refreshing breeze brings refreshing!" This time, before Xianyu Tong opened his mouth, Yue Buqun blurted out. Although these two moves are very different from the sword manual, for some reason, they can be recognized at a glance.
Yue Buqun took a deep look at Murong Fu and Dongfang Bubai, and a dark look flashed deep in his eyes.
"White clouds come out of Xiu!"
"Xiao Shi rides the dragon!"
Xian Yutong pointed out several moves used by the two of them in succession, and suddenly he exclaimed, "Golden Needle Crossing the Acupoint, Hengshan Sword Technique?"
"More than that, 'Eternal Dragon', 'Falling Green Floating Green', 'Jade Entering Tianchi' are all Songshan sword techniques!" Yue Buqun's voice was a bit incomprehensible, and he couldn't tell what the emotion was.
After listening to the words of these two people, it was not difficult for others to guess that the sword moves used by Murong Fu and Dongfang Bubai were exactly the sword techniques of the Five Mountains Sword School. It was just that Yue Buqun and Xian Yutong were as shocked as they were. After all, these swords
Dharma is not the core of a sect. As long as you are willing to collect it, you can always collect one or two.
"Oh, I can't tell that your understanding of the swordsmanship of the Five Mountains is so deep. I even wonder if you have received some inheritance from Feng!" Dongfang Bubai's slightly surprised voice came out.
"Otherwise, I have a little experience with other swordsmanship, and I would like to ask the master to comment!" Murong Fu shook his head and said.
But I saw the two of them strolling in the courtyard, talking and laughing, the shadows of the swords in their hands changing constantly, and the area of several feet around the two people was actually filled with a large amount of cyan and white energy. The lines were clearly distinct, the collision was fierce, and a slight explosion sounded in the air.
"Jinding Ninth!" Suddenly, Miejie Shitai's pupils shrank slightly and he recognized the sword technique Murong Fu was using.
Dongfang Bubai was obviously not capable of Jinding IX, but he relied on his profound knowledge of swordsmanship. After parrying three or four moves, he actually used a few sword moves that were three-thirds similar to Jinding IX.
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"This is the Quanzhen swordsmanship!" someone in the crowd shouted.
Murong Fu's sword technique changed again and he used the Quanzhen sword technique.
"Humph, you know so many tricks!"
Dongfang Bubai snorted and seemed to have lost his patience. He no longer tried every means to fight with the same moves, but instead started slashing here and there as he pleased.
Murong Fu stabbed out with his sword, but when the sword was in the middle, he flicked his wrist, and at the end of the day, three shadows of swords seemed to be real and stabbed at Dongfang Bubai. It was just one sword that transformed the three realms.
Dongfang Bubai's eyes narrowed slightly. Although he didn't know how to transform the sword into the Three Pure Ones, he could guess the martial arts principles involved. He was just confused in his heart. With Murong Fu's skill, this move should never be just three moves.
Even thirty or three hundred sword shadows would not be surprising.
But now Murong Fu's move only has three sword shadows, which is really strange.
After a slight hesitation, Dongfang Bubai stretched out his sword to resist, and at the same time secretly held a silver needle in his left hand.
"Pfft", green and white light suddenly intertwined, Dongfang Bubai blocked the three sword shadows, at this moment, a strong wind hit his left rib, Dongfang Bubai didn't even think about it, he stretched out the silver needle with his finger
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With a soft "ding" sound, Murong Fu withdrew his sword with a look of pity on his face.
Dongfang Bubai also pulled away and took a few steps back, staring at Murong Fu with a slightly ugly face. If he hadn't been prepared just now, he would have definitely fallen into Murong Fu's plot. Although he wouldn't die, he would be seriously injured.
It turns out that the subtlety of one sword transforming three realms is that thrusting out one sword is like thrusting out multiple swords at the same time. There is no difference between the actual and false sword moves. Murong Fu's three sword shadows just now are all real swords.
The four swords were virtual swords, and Dongfang Bubai took advantage of this. Of course, there was also a reason for his paranoia.
"Humph!" Dongfang Bubai snorted coldly, and retreated several feet. He then grasped the hilt of the sword with both hands and struck forward eight times from left to right and from right to left. Each strike caused a sound in the air.
There was a slight crackling sound until the eighth blow, when an arc-shaped sword energy about two feet high suddenly appeared in the air.
The sword energy was light green in color and disappeared as soon as it appeared.
Murong Fu's expression changed slightly, he took a step to the left, turned around, and slashed out with his sword.
As soon as Murong Fu finished this series of actions, the vertical arc-shaped sword energy came to his side, and his long sword just hit the arc-shaped sword energy.
With just a "puff" sound, the sword energy was broken into two pieces, but it did not dissipate. Instead, it was stuck to the tip of the sword by Murong Fu, and with his extremely powerful skills, he threw the sword at Dongfang Bubai.
At the same time, a sword energy that was four to five feet long slashed horizontally towards Dongfang Bubai, as fast as lightning.
All this is a long story. In fact, it only took a breath from Dongfang Bubai to strike out the sword energy and then to the sword energy being thrown back.
In a hurry, Dongfang Bubai pulled back and swung the long sword in his hand repeatedly. However, this sword energy was almost a fusion of the skills of two masters. It could be broken at the first glance.
What makes Dongfang Bubai a little crazy is that the position of the Mingjiao side is just within the attack range of the sword energy. All the masters of the Mingjiao have lost their internal strength and are no different from ordinary people. If they are attacked by such a sharp sword energy
If you sweep it, you will either die or be disabled.
"Hide quickly!" At this critical moment, Zhang Wuji suddenly shouted and waved his palms several times, knocking away all the surrounding Yang Zuoji, Yin Tianzheng, and others.
Dongfang Bubai breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately tapped the ground with his toes, and suddenly rose up from the ground, narrowly avoiding the sword energy.
The sword energy swept through most of the venue where the Ming Cult was located. Fortunately, all the senior officials were knocked away by Zhang Wuji, and only a small number of disciples were cut into two pieces by the sword energy. Even so, the bloody scene still shocked many people.
Although the disciples of the six major sects have killed many people from the Ming Cult in the past few months, and many have beheaded their hands and feet, they have never cut anyone in half. Some female disciples even vomited on the spot.
The disciples of the Ming Cult looked at Murong Fu with blazing eyes, as if they wanted to eat him.
Murong Fu sighed slightly in his heart. He didn't know whether he made a profit or a loss on this trip to Guangmingding... (To be continued)