Chapter four hundred and sixty hand-to-hand combat
Moreover, Murong Fu's current state is obviously the result of Beiming's magical power going crazy. Presumably, he must have used a method like a strong man cutting off his wrist to remove most of his body's power.
After careful consideration, Ding Chunqiu was convinced that Murong Fu's power was greatly damaged and there was nothing to worry about, and the look on his face became even more unscrupulous.
Murong Fu looked indifferent, but in fact he was a little excited, because he inferred from Ding Chunqiu's previous words that the Beiming Divine Art he had obtained should be incomplete. If you ask who in the world can possess the complete Beiming Divine Art, it is natural that he should
It belongs to Wuyazi in Zhenlongqi Valley.
But for now, let's get rid of Ding Chunqiu first. Based on the experience of the last fight, Ding Chunqiu's internal strength is roughly equivalent to 50 to 60% of what he was in his heyday. Now that he only has 20% of his power left, a head-on confrontation is obviously impossible.
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However, most of Ding Chunqiu's skills are focused on poisons. He has the characteristic of being immune to poisons and his strong body. As long as he fights quickly, he may not be unable to defeat him.
Ding Chunqiu stared at Murong Fu with a proud expression, but seeing that Murong Fu's expression didn't change much, and didn't even show any signs of guilt, he couldn't help but feel a little irritated, "Tell me, where did you get the Beiming Magic Skill from?"
"Huh!" Murong Fu snorted coldly, but looked at Ding Chunqiu with a slightly dull look.
Ding Chunqiu was about to be furious, but his expression suddenly changed again. In the midst of lightning and flint, he struck out a palm to the right with one hand, and then retreated violently.
Before everyone could figure out why Ding Chunqiu suddenly acted like this, they saw that the body of Murong Fu, who was standing where he was, gradually faded and finally disappeared.
"Afterimage!" Everyone immediately took a breath and exclaimed.
Sure enough, he immediately saw the white shadow where Ding Chunqiu had high-fived him flash, and Murong Fu's figure appeared. The light green sword aura about a foot long in his hand flickered slightly, very brilliantly.
Ding Chunqiu also had a look of shock on his face. As we all know, as long as you practice qinggong to a high level, it is not difficult to cast an afterimage, but like Murong Fu, who silently left a lifelike shadow on the spot,
Simply unheard of.
For a moment, I felt a little hesitant in my heart.
Murong Fu seemed to see through his thoughts and sneered, "Since you have forced me to take action, it is not your decision!"
Before he finished speaking, Ding Chunqiu raised his feet and took a step to the side. Hearing a "chi" sound, there was an inch-deep sword mark on the position he had just occupied.
Apparently Murong Fu used his old tricks and attacked Ding Chunqiu secretly.
"Lingbo Weibu! You actually..." Ding Chunqiu's heart was filled with turmoil, "You actually learned Lingbo Weibu. Are you his disciple?"
Although he didn't say it clearly, Murong Fu knew that he was referring to Wu Yazi, so he grinned and said, "Take a guess!"
This skill of leaving an image in place is indeed an effect that can only be obtained after Lingbo Weibu has been practiced to its full potential. This move is difficult to guard against, but it is also suspected of being a sneak attack.
He has never used this trick before, not that he is a gentleman, but he has never used it at all. Unexpectedly, it came in handy today.
Of course, if another person were to master Lingbo Weibu, he would be able to use this trick, but he would not be able to do it as easily and naturally as he did. This is related to the fact that Murong Fu had mastered several light skills.
When Ding Chunqiu saw Murong Fu's half-smiling look, he didn't dare to stay where he was. He immediately used Qing Gong and moved around the hall without any rules. He never stayed for more than two breaths until he reached a place.
After Murong Fu made several sneak attacks, he managed to dodge them all. He couldn't help but feel anxious in his heart. He didn't have much internal strength, and he was very reluctant to use the Six Meridians Divine Sword. After seven or eight swords passed by, his Dantian was already stretched.
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Although Lingbo Microstep can restore internal energy, the Six Meridians Divine Sword consumes internal energy very quickly.
"We must fight quickly!" Murong Fu secretly made a decision in his heart.
Ding Chunqiu couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief after leaping to a stopping point. His lightness kung fu was not as good as Murong Fu's, and the gap was quite large. The reason why he could avoid it every time was that besides cherishing his life, there was another reason.
The important reason is that he also learned a little bit about Lingbo Weibu.
Just when Ding Chunqiu was about to take the next step, a few slight chi chi sounds suddenly sounded, and then six colorful sword energies were cut out of thin air, covering all the acupoints around his body, even sealing off all escape routes.
Ding Chunqiu's expression suddenly changed, he quickly glanced around, and his body actually twisted in a strange posture.
"Chichi", two sword qi passed through his lower abdomen, but they were just half an inch apart. Immediately, another sword qi passed through his throat, but they were just missing by an inch.
Although Murong Fu's move is called six swords striking at once, if you look closely, there are still some gaps in between. Ding Chunqiu happened to discover this and took advantage of it to dodge the first three swords.
The fourth sword, the Shaoshang Sword, was in front of him in the blink of an eye. Ding Chunqiu turned half of his body to the side at an extremely fast speed, and the Shaoshang Sword that originally stabbed his chest also passed through his chest.
However, the power of the Shao Shang Sword was so powerful and shocking that it was so easy to hide. With a "chi", the Shao Shang Sword Qi actually opened a long gash in Ding Chunqiu's chest from a distance of two inches.
"Hiss..." Ding Chunqiu took a slight breath of cold air because of the pain. When he saw the fifth and sixth swords hitting his tanzhong and the center of his eyebrows, he immediately used an iron bridge and leaned back quickly.
However, because he was scratched by Shao Shang's sword, Ding Chunqiu slowed down a little. With a "stab" sound, the last blast of Shao Ze's sword energy slashed straight through his chest, forming a "ten" with the previous wound left by Shao Shang's sword.
"Character.
"Alas! What a pity!" Murong Fu couldn't help but sigh as he appeared. Once these six meridians were unleashed, less than half of his body's internal strength was left. Unexpectedly, Ding Chunqiu was not seriously injured.
All this is a long story. In fact, only one or two breaths have passed since Murong Fu unleashed his six swords.
Everyone in the hall was dazzled and dizzy. Even Jiumozhi, who was still entangled with Wang Yuyan, couldn't help but stop and watch Murong Fu's move.
The more he looked at the Six Meridian Divine Sword, the more envious and jealous he felt in his heart, and he couldn't help but glare at Duan Yu who was pinned not far away.
Ding Chunqiu had a wound on his chest, and blood was pouring out, but at this moment, he seemed to be so angry that he couldn't care less about the injury on his body.
He stretched out his hand and pressed it on the ground, and his body shot up in the air, kicking Murong Fu with both feet.
"Oh?" Murong Fu originally wanted to step forward to see if he could make up for the damage, but unexpectedly he came to the door himself.
However, the internal energy in his Dantian was no longer enough to use the Six Meridians Divine Sword, and Ding Chunqiu's chain of mandarin duck legs was already in front of him.
Murong Fu's left foot was slightly bent, and his body was half crouched, but he suddenly kicked out his right leg. With a "pop" sound, he hit the knee of one of Ding Chunqiu's legs, and his body involuntarily flipped in the air.
"Ah!" Ding Chunqiu was in pain, but he was not a fuel-efficient lamp. The moment he stood upside down in the air, his upper body was only a few feet away from Murong Fu. He immediately slapped his right hand several times, and at the same time "brushed" his left hand, spraying
A ball of white powder comes out.
As soon as the powder reached the air, it spread quickly and immediately surrounded Murong Fu's head.
But Ding Chunqiu's body landed firmly on the ground after doing two somersaults.
"Despicable!" When everyone saw Ding Chunqiu spilling the powder, they all cursed in their hearts.
"Cousin, how are you?" Wang Yuyan asked anxiously.
"Don't come over!" Murong Fu hurriedly reached out and waved his hand to signal Wang Yuyan not to come over.
"Murong Fu, I want your life!" Ding Chunqiu shouted loudly, stretched out his palms, and struck Murong Fu with two powerful green energy stored in his palms.
It was already extremely embarrassing to use such despicable means in public, so he naturally wanted to take advantage of the opportunity and get back his money with profit.
Murong Fu closed his eyes tightly. Although he closed his eyes immediately, because Ding Chunqiu moved his palms at the same time, he was still a little slow, causing a little bit of lime powder to enter his eyes.
In fact, in the final analysis, he overestimated Ding Chunqiu's bottom line and did not expect that he would even use things like lime powder.
"You're careless!" Murong Fu resisted the burning pain in his eyes, but he didn't panic in his heart. He even advanced instead of retreating, raised a palm and faced Ding Chunqiu.
In an instant, the two of them were only half a foot away from each other. Murong Fu suddenly slanted his steps, tilted his body, and the palm of his hand changed, and he actually slapped Ding Chunqiu's lower abdomen at a strange angle.
Ding Chunqiu was shocked, but because his moves were too powerful, he couldn't change them as easily as Murong Fu, so he had to press down with the palm of his hand. The worst situation would be a lose-lose situation.
Unexpectedly, in this flash of lightning, Murong Fu's figure changed again, and his waist suddenly moved several inches to the left.
With a "pop" sound, Murong Fu's palms were printed on Ding Chunqiu's lower abdomen, but Ding Chunqiu's palms were knocked empty.
With the roaring, Ding Chunqiu took several steps back before he could stop himself. His throat felt sweet and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
"It turns out that you are at the end of your game!" Ding Chunqiu was hit by a palm and burst into laughter.
It turned out that Murong Fu's palm just now, although it hit his vital part, only caused his Dantian to vibrate and did not cause much damage. From this, he accurately judged that Murong Fu's internal strength was almost at the bottom, and immediately bullied him.
Murong Fu had no expression on his face, and with a flick of his wrist, he went up to him. "Bang, bang, bang," and for a moment, the two fists and kicks exchanged. Ding Chunqiu's body was filled with green energy, and the momentum was so terrifying.
On the other hand, Murong Fu's moves were indescribably simple, without any power at all, and he seemed to have no energy at all. However, every punch and kick he had had an indescribable charm, which was actually the same as Ding's.
Spring and Autumn were evenly matched.
Ding Chunqiu became even more frightened the more he beat him. His power transformation technique had no effect on Murong Fu. Even his proud poison technique seemed to have no effect on Murong Fu. (To be continued)