In the blink of an eye, dozens more moves passed by, and Murong Fu was already a little reluctant, but he only had one thought in his mind, he had to catch it even if he couldn't catch it! At this moment, both sides were fully engaged in the battle. If he couldn't catch even one move, he would probably be furious on the spot.
Suddenly Murong Fu felt a strong wind coming from his lower body, and he was furious in his heart, "Damn it, why bother a man? Can we fight in that place?"
Immediately, Murong Fu didn't care about the strong wind that hit his face. He moved his right hand with the Qiankun Movement and moved it down, sticking to the palm force that hit his lower body.
Dong Qing seemed to be stunned for a moment. Murong Fu's left hand came out from under his right hand like a snake, and grabbed the palm of Dong Qing who was about to give up his palm power and retreat. At the same time, he tilted his head slightly and opened his mouth to bite the thing that was attacking his face.
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The two people's bodies suddenly stopped, and they were only about a foot apart. The bowl of Dong Qing's right hand was "biased" and the "Liequ" points were held by Murong Fu. Half of the palm of his left hand was actually bitten by Murong Fu.
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Dong Qing looked at Murong Fu in shock, "How could you be like this...such..." For a moment, he couldn't find a word to describe Murong Fu's behavior.
In his opinion, Murong Fu was at least one of the top ten martial arts masters in the world, yet he actually used such a trick.
Murong Fu didn't reply, he just bit the palm tightly, feeling a slight salty taste in his mouth, and he didn't know whose blood it was.
Dong Qing came back to his senses and was about to kick Murong Fu away, but Murong Fu was one step faster than him. His legs moved and he stepped on Dong Qing's feet. Dong Qing frowned slightly and seemed to feel the pain.
Murong Fu used his free hand and pointed his "yang finger" at Dong Qing's chest, but then his heart softened. This man didn't offend him very much, he just shot where he shouldn't.
After a little teaching, I just broke a few ribs. I can't go too far, so I stabbed Dong Qing under the ribs with a yang finger.
Dong Qing's upper and lower body did not move, but his waist moved a few inches to the right out of thin air, avoiding this finger.
Murong Fu was stunned for a moment, "What kind of martial arts is this, the advanced bone shrinking technique?"
You should know that the general "Bone Shrinking Kung Fu" only uses a special method to squeeze the gaps between a person's bones to achieve the effect of reducing the body size, or to transform a specific bone into a certain shape through long-term training.
I have never heard of someone who can lengthen and move the waist like a snake.
Dong Qing took the opportunity to retract his hands and feet, but Murong Fu reacted immediately, bucking and biting hard, keeping Dong Qing's hands, but there was no point of strength under his feet, allowing Dong Qing to break free.
Dong Qing also gasped. This damn man's mouth was too cruel. His fingers were almost bitten off.
Then he felt a strong wind coming from his lower body. In the flash of lightning, Dong Qing immediately put his legs together, and then his face turned red, "You...you are shameless!"
It turned out that Murong Fu took advantage of his unpreparedness and kicked Dong Qing somewhere in his lower body.
Seeing Dong Qing's furious look, Murong Fu couldn't speak, but his eyes were full of smiles, "Son, let me show you what it means to repay others with their own way!"
Of course, he didn't really want to destroy Dong Qing, he just wanted to scare him. Even if Dong Qing didn't clamp his feet, he would withdraw his strength, which would only cause Dong Qing pain for a while at most.
Dong Qing was so angry that he couldn't speak. The pain in his hand seemed to calm him down, and he said: "There is no way to tell the winner. How about you let go of my hand first?"
"You can't tell the winner like this? Didn't you see that I still have a free hand!" Murong Fu cursed in his heart, but then he thought about it, if he really wanted to take his life, I'm afraid he would rather give up one or two
The fingers will also resist desperately.
At that time, it was really hard to say who would win and who would lose. Although he had a trump card that he had yet to reveal, he also looked like he had not exhausted all his remaining energy.
Murong Fu weighed it slightly, then opened his mouth and let go of Dong Qing's hand, only to see a row of clear tooth marks left at the base of the slender little finger, and blood mixed with saliva covered half of his palm.
Dong Qing shook the saliva on his palm with a look of disgust, and then his internal energy surged to stop the bleeding.
Murong Fu was not to be outdone. He spit a few mouthfuls of saliva to the side, saying that the saliva was actually more blood. At the same time, he muttered: "I don't know if your hands have been washed or not, and whether they are clean!"
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Dong Qing's mood that had just calmed down became boiling again. I don't know if I can still use my fingers, but you think my hands are unclean, and you are angry with me.
Dong Qing's face flashed with green energy and he was about to do something. Then he remembered the current situation of the two of them. His chest rose and fell violently for a few times before it calmed down. He asked: "What did you use before?"
"You are quite knowledgeable!" Murong Fu did not deny it.
Dong Qing's eyes became even more confused, "But you know how to point the Yang finger, and your attainments are not shallow. Are you a member of the Ming sect or a descendant of the Duan family in Dali?"
Murong Fu grinned: "You guess!"
"How could you, a great master of the generation, be so... so shameless!" Seeing Murong Fu's look of needing a beating, Dong Qing could only think of the word shameless to describe him.
Murong Fu retorted: "Humph, you attacked me without asking the reason, but instead you said I was shameless. What's the point?"
Dong Qing was speechless for a moment and said after a long silence: "I recognized the wrong person. I treated you as a descendant of an enemy family. Whether you are a descendant of the Ming Cult or the Duan family, you are not my enemy. How about letting it go?"
"No matter what, let go of my feet first!"
"Hmph, how can that be done? You let go of my hand first, otherwise I won't let go... let go of my leg."
Dong Qing would not agree. If his legs were loosened and he was sneak-attacked by this shameless person, how could that place bear it?
Only then did Murong Fu remember that he was still holding his hand, but it seemed that the hand felt a little too good, it was slippery and soft...
Murong Fu suddenly shuddered all over and hurriedly shook off Dong Qing's hand, a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes.
Originally, if Murong Fu pulled a normal man, he would not have any violent reaction, but for some reason, when he was with Dong Qing, he would involuntarily come up with some strange thoughts, and then he would feel a chill all over his body.
Seeing the disgust in Murong Fu's eyes, Dong Qing felt angry for no reason, but he couldn't do anything now, so he hurriedly let go of his legs and stepped back a few feet in an instant.
Dong Qing glanced at Murong Fu with a gloomy expression, and finally cupped his hands slightly and said, "It's my fault this time. I'll have a drink with Brother Mu some other time to apologize and say goodbye."
Murong Fufeng smiled lightly and said, "Brother Dong, go on your way."
Dong Qing's figure flashed a few times and he disappeared.
Looking at the direction in which Dong Qing was leaving, Murong Fu was secretly glad that Dong Qing's martial arts skills were not inferior to his own, or even higher. Who was such a young master?
Murong Fu had a vague guess in his mind, but he could not confirm it for a while.