"Boy, now you know what it means to have good fortune!" Ouyang Feng glanced at Murong Fu sideways and said calmly, obviously he was worried about the previous threat from Murong Fu.
Murong Fu frowned slightly and said nothing nonsense. He put his right hand on his waist and directly put on the cold iron gloves. The silver luster looked particularly eerie under the moonlight.
Then he stretched out his hand and made a gesture of invitation, "Come on, let me see how Senior Ouyang has been practicing his magic skills recently!"
"Um..." Ouyang Feng couldn't help but be stunned for a moment when he saw Murong Fu being so straightforward. However, he did not take action immediately. Instead, his eyes wandered between Murong Fu and Huang Rong, as if he was thinking about something.
Murong Fu's face was calm, but he was a little anxious in his heart. He had been carelessly attacked by Qiu Qianren and suffered internal injuries before. He had not fully recovered yet, and he forced the exercise again. At this time, the pain in his meridians was burning, although it had not really reached the level yet.
He was at the end of his rope, but Huang Rong in her arms couldn't allow him to delay any longer. She immediately snorted coldly, raised a palm, and struck Ouyang Feng from a distance.
This palm made no sound, but in the middle of the palm, a strong wind suddenly blew up, the surrounding air waves rolled, a huge suction force was generated from the palm, and the energy from all directions gathered together.
Ouyang Feng's expression changed slightly, but he also wanted to see how far Murong Fu's martial arts had reached, so he did not dodge at the moment, but swung his hands in the air, and two green energy appeared out of thin air, and then rolled around to form a cone-shaped energy.
The force shot towards Murong Fu's palm.
"Hmph, do you think this young master is using palm skills?" Murong Fu smiled coldly, and suddenly made a fist, and the suction stopped abruptly, leaving only a fist as big as a sandbag, with silver light shining, and energy hesitating, as if
As if there was something terrifying inside, a slight explosion sounded in the surrounding void.
"Pfft", with a soft sound, Murong Fu hit Ouyang Feng's cone-shaped energy with his fist, instantly disintegrating it and hitting Ouyang Feng's chest with unabated force.
At the moment when his strength shattered, Ouyang Feng's expression was shocked. He saw lightning and flint. He pulled out a snake staff from behind with his left hand and placed it across his chest.
There was a loud "clang" sound, and the fist hit the snake staff. There was a slight pause, but the next moment, there was only a "creak" sound, and the snake staff cracked.
At this moment, Ouyang Feng gritted his teeth and two small snakes suddenly appeared from his shoulders and shot towards Murong Fu's eyes at lightning speed.
He held Huang Rong in one hand, but he had no choice but to withdraw his right hand that was in a stalemate with Ouyang Feng's snake staff and block it in front of his eyes.
At this moment, Ouyang Feng suddenly smiled strangely, and made two soft "chichi" sounds from his sleeves, and two small snakes flew out again, one bit Murong Fu's chest, and the other ran towards Huang Rong.
"Despicable!" Murong Fu cursed secretly. Even though he was not afraid of poison, it would still take a certain amount of time to arouse the red clams and ice silkworms in his body to detoxify. When masters competed, the outcome could be decided in an instant.
Stomping his feet, he made a wave back with his body.
But the little snake seemed to be extremely psychic. With a slight twist of its waist, it flew towards the two of them at a faster speed.
Helpless, Murong Fu stretched out his right arm to protect Huang Rong. "Pfft", a very slight stinging pain came from his chest. Then his body swayed slightly, and his mind became a little dizzy.
"Hey, you kid, I'm really reluctant to kill you?" Murong Fu looked at Murong Fu who had been poisoned, and was not in a hurry to take action again, but said leisurely: "How about, if you can use the magical skill you just performed
Tell me, I can spare your life."
"Sure." Murong Fu grinned, "I just need to exchange it for the Nine Yin Manual."
Ouyang Feng frowned. Murong Fu was already poisoned. Even if he could resist for a moment or three with his power, he could kill him at any time. He didn't even have the slightest fear. What else could he rely on? As for using himself.
He had never thought about substituting the adapted Nijiuyin Manual for some magical power.
"This poison is really strong!" Murong Fu secretly muttered in his heart. Ordinary poisons would not have any effect on him even if he were to eat them directly. However, after being bitten by Ouyang Feng's poisonous snake, he felt a little drowsy.
It feels like, after all this time, I still haven’t been able to detoxify.
At this time, a fire lit up not far away, and a commotion came. It was obvious that the people from Hailing Palace were about to search this place.
"Ouyang Feng, I just want to ask you one question, should you fight or give way?" Murong Fu's expression condensed and he asked in a deep voice. As he spoke, the energy in his hands gathered here. He had secretly decided to use Beiming to the death.
Magical skills, absorb this old guy's skills and see how arrogant he is.
Ouyang Feng frowned and glanced at Huang Rong. After a while, he finally shook his head, "I can't keep you now. You can leave if you want, but you have to keep this stinky girl for me."
"Hmph, stop talking nonsense!" Murong Fu snorted coldly and immediately struck out with a palm, causing a small vortex to spin slowly in his palm.
Ouyang Feng's pupils shrank slightly, he turned his wrist, bypassed Murong Fu's palm, and turned to grab the veins on his wrist.
Murong Fu immediately hooked his wrist and reached down to grab Ouyang Feng's wrist. The two of them actually came up with a tacit understanding.
"Hmm?" What surprised Murong Fu was that he managed to get on Ouyang Feng's wrist easily. However, before he could mobilize Beiming's true energy, his hand suddenly slipped and Ouyang Feng's wrist seemed to be boneless.
, twisted slightly and slid away, grabbing Huang Rong in his arms at an extremely strange angle.
It turns out that his target was Huang Rong from beginning to end!
When Murong Fu realized what he was doing, it was too late to change his moves and get back on guard, so he simply used the Beiming Divine Skill with all his strength and grabbed his Tanzhong point.
"Pfft", Murong Fu pressed his palm on Ouyang Feng's chest, suction force was generated immediately, and a cold and cold feeling spread along his arm.
Ouyang Feng's expression suddenly changed. He thought he was just getting slapped by Murong Fu, but he didn't know that Murong Fu actually sucked his inner energy.
For a master of internal medicine, internal strength is so important. He immediately stopped caring about anything else and grabbed Murong Fu's elbow joint with his palm, and then pulled it down.
There was a "creak" sound that made people feel sour. Murong Fu felt pain and immediately retracted his palm, and the two of them quickly pulled away.
Ouyang Feng felt it slightly and couldn't help but look at Murong Fu with a horrified expression. In just a short time, half of his internal energy was sucked away, "What kind of evil skill have you practiced that can actually absorb people's internal energy?"
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Murong Fu endured the pain, rotated his arm internally, and connected the hand bones with a "click" sound. Then he looked at Ouyang Feng coldly, "When it comes to evil skills, there is no one in the world who can compare to Senior Ouyang."
"Quick, they seem to be over there, chase them quickly!"
"Don't let them get away!"
"If you catch someone, the prince will reward you with a thousand taels of silver!"
The guards in the mansion noticed the movement from afar and hurried over with a huff.
Murong Fu glared at Ouyang Feng fiercely, and with a little tip of his toe, he disappeared on the spot, leaving only a vague voice coming from all directions, "Ouyang Feng, what you have given me today, I will definitely remember it in my heart!"
Ouyang Feng just held his hands in front of his chest and looked calmly at the direction Murong Fu left. He had no intention of taking action. After a long while, he suddenly smiled strangely, "Guo Jing, you took my son's things. Of course I will."
I want you to spit it out ten times and a hundred times."
"How are you? Can you still hold on?" The surrounding houses were retreating at a rapid speed. Murong Fu asked through the voice while continuously pouring his internal energy into Huang Rong's body.
"I..." Huang Rong's weak voice sounded, "I don't know, I really want to sleep, so I just fell asleep..."
"How dare you!" Murong Fu was anxious, "If you fall asleep, I will definitely not be able to help but molest you!"
"Ha...how long has this been, and you still...cough cough..." Huang Rong coughed violently several times.
"You'd better stop talking!" Murong Fu said softly, speeding up a bit again. In a few leaps, he had already left the Hailing Palace and rushed to the inn.
"No," Huang Rong said with a hint of stubbornness in her voice, "I must first tell you the location of the secret passage in Prince Hailing's Mansion. Brother Jing is likely to be locked up in the secret passage. You...you help me rescue Brother Jing!"
"You have a beautiful idea. Let me tell you, if you die, I won't care about you, Brother Jing or Brother Guo!" Murong Fu said with a slight snort.
"Ahem...for Fu'er's sake, I believe you will take action!" Then he told Murong Fu the location of the secret passage in Hailing Palace regardless of whether he agreed or not.
"Oh, it's a pity that I'm afraid I won't be able to see him, and there is Fu'er. I haven't seen her get married yet, and I haven't combed her hair..." At this moment, Huang Rong suddenly realized that there were still so many things that had not been done.
I feel so sorry.
"Shut up!" Murong Fu said angrily, and immediately switched Beiming Zhenqi to Jiuyin Sutra and tried his best to heal her injuries.
"It's useless!" Huang Rong shook her head gently, "My whole body's meridians are all broken, otherwise with twenty years of internal strength of the Nine Yin Manual, I would be able to heal myself, not to mention that I was also injured by Qiu Qianren and Ouyang Feng.
poison!"
"All the meridians are broken? Poisoned?" Murong Fu was stunned. Because he was in a hurry, he did not carefully examine Huang Rong's condition at this moment, and immediately replaced the internal energy in his dantian with the Shen Zhao Jing.
After practicing the Shenzhao Sutra, in addition to repairing one's own meridians, it can also repair others' meridians, but the effect is somewhat inferior.
At this time, as soon as the internal force of the Shenzhao Meridian flows into Huang Rong's body, it immediately turns into a warm current, which directly bypasses its meridians and flows to the Dantian.
"This is..." Huang Rong's voice seemed extremely surprised, "What kind of internal power is this?"
"The Murong family's secret skill!" Murong Fu said proudly, but immediately he felt Huang Rong's breathing getting weaker and weaker, and couldn't help shouting quickly: "Don't sleep, you won't be able to wake up if you fall asleep.
, I have found a way to treat you, just hold on for a while and it will be fine."
Huang Rong was silent for a while, "If I really die, take good care of Fu'er..."
Not long after, Murong Fu landed directly on the roof of the inn, and then jumped into the courtyard. As soon as he entered the door, Xiao Zhao hurriedly greeted him, but seeing Huang Rong's pale face, he couldn't help but said "Ah", "What's going on, Gang Leader Huang?"
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