Murong Fu looked at Bao Xiang's back, pointed at it with his index finger, and with a "chi" sound, a finger shot through his heart.
Ding Dian felt horrified when he saw it. He unleashed his inner strength to the extent that he could do it, but he couldn't kill him with one blow. He was even more sure that he was no match for this person.
However, when he saw that Murong Fu had no intention of taking action again, he checked the corpse in the cell. If these people escaped alive, they would definitely reveal their secrets, and then the prison would no longer be safe.
Just when Ding Dian inspected the body of a Xueshan Sect corpse, suddenly, a "chichi" sound was heard, and two tiny hidden weapons shot into Ding Dian's eyes. Ding Dian hurriedly leaned back to avoid it.
As soon as the "corpse" came out of the hidden weapon, it immediately jumped up and headed towards the door.
It turned out that it was another injured person who was not dead. For a while, Ding Dian also had doubts about his Shen Zhao Gong. Did he practice it wrongly or did he not practice it at all?
The undead man was very fast in Qinggong. When he reached the door, he glanced at Murong Fu, raised his hand and fired another hidden weapon at the door in front of Murong Fu. Without even looking at the result, he passed by Murong Fu.
Murong Fu tilted his head slightly to avoid the poisonous hidden weapon, and at the same time pointed out a yang, but the man only paused slightly and continued to move forward.
Murong Fu was so surprised that he pointed at his "Jianjing point" in the air, and the man was immediately unable to move.
At this time, Ding Dian came to his senses and saw that the Snow Mountain disciple had been copied by Murong, and he seemed to have encountered a major problem.
After hesitating for a long time, a fierce look flashed in Ding Dian's eyes. He moved to the door and punched the Snow Mountain disciple in the back with his left hand.
His punch was very fast, and it seemed to be very powerful, but in fact he only used a small amount of force. When he reached Murong Fu's side, he reached out with his right hand and used 90% of his power to hit Murong Fu's lower abdomen. But he wanted to hit Murong Fu.
Surprise, kill two birds with one stone.
Although Murong Fu did not expect that Ding Dian would become so sinister, he reacted very quickly, turned slightly sideways, stretched out his right hand like lightning, bypassed Ding Dian's fist and pinched his wrist.
Following his punch, Ding Dian involuntarily took two steps forward, his armpits immediately exposed. Murong Fu kicked Ding Dian in the chest, and "poof" Ding Dian flew backwards, vomiting in the air.
A mouthful of blood.
But Murong Fu didn't let him go. Before his body hit the ground, he stepped forward and tapped his chest three times. Only then did Ding Dian hit the ground, unable to move his body.
Di Yun was shocked, and rushed forward to help Ding Dian, "Brother Ding, Brother Ding, can you move, Brother Ding?"
He turned to look at Murong Fu and said, "You...who are you? What's wrong with Brother Ding?"
Murong Fu glanced at Di Yun and said, "He is not dead yet. I will come back to settle accounts with him later."
After saying that, he returned to the door and circled around the Snow Mountain Sect disciple twice. He was tall and tall, his face was covered in blood, and he couldn't see clearly.
Murong Fu took his hand and checked for pulse, but found that he had not suffered much internal injuries.
The more curious I become about this person, the Ding Dian Shen Zhao Sutra has just been completed, and the control of the internal force may not be satisfactory, but the power is there, and most people will definitely die if they are hit by a punch.
Baoxiang's immortality can also be said to be due to his deep internal strength. This man's internal strength was obviously average, and he suffered a Yang Finger from himself. Although he didn't use much force, this man only suffered some internal injuries. This is incredible.
Murong Fu pondered for a long time, then stretched out his fingers and inserted them into his chest a few times. He felt soft and soft. He was secretly wondering when suddenly a strong force rebounded and flicked his fingers away.
Murong Fu's heart moved and he tore open the coat of the Snow Mountain disciple, revealing a dark and shiny inner coat.
Murong Fu suddenly realized that this must be the legendary black silkworm's clothing. He did not expect that this trip would bring unexpected gains.
Murong Fu immediately took off the disciple's coat and the black silkworm clothes underneath, but he did not notice the panic in the disciple's eyes.
Murong Fu held the black silkworm garment in his hand, squeezing and pulling it, and marveled at the fact that it was difficult to be damaged by an ordinary sword in terms of texture, but even if the inner force was hit on it, it would be greatly reduced. It was indeed an invulnerable treasure garment.
Murong Fu was overjoyed. Although he could hardly use this treasured garment with his current martial arts skills, who would think that his defense was too high? After all, martial arts was not omnipotent, and no one would ever capsize in the gutter.
What's more, even if you don't need it, you can still give it to your woman.
"Eh" thinking of women, Murong Fu suddenly exclaimed in surprise. There was actually a faint fragrance of a girl on the black silkworm clothes.
Murong Fu turned to look at the Snow Mountain disciple, and then noticed that he was only wearing a plain white coat, and his chest was tightly wrapped with a layer of cloth. However, his chest and lower abdomen were exposed with a large amount of snow. This was actually a woman!
When you take a closer look at her face, you can indeed see a bit of a woman's appearance, and she seems to be pretty good-looking.
Even though Murong Fu was so thick-skinned, he felt a little hot at this moment. He even forcibly stripped off a woman's clothes. He didn't know what to do for a while.
Murong Fu was troubled for a long time. He raised his head and glanced at Ding Dian and Di Yun. Neither Ding Dian nor Di Yun noticed this position. He simply pretended that they didn't know and stabbed her to death.
When he raised his hand, he saw that the woman's eyes were filled with tears. Murong Fu felt soft in his heart. After hesitating for a long time, he reached out to untie the woman's acupuncture points and said, "Let's go!"
The woman hurriedly picked up the coat on the ground and put it on, looking at Murong Fu bitterly. Murong Fu was stunned, "What?"
The woman glanced at the black silkworm clothes in Murong Fu's hands. Murong Fu naturally put the black silkworm clothes behind his back and said, "I will confiscate this piece of clothing. Keep it as a souvenir."
As he spoke, he glanced at the woman's chest meaningfully. He didn't pay attention when he was taking off his clothes. Now that he thought about the white tenderness on the woman's chest that was squeezed and deformed, it seemed that it felt very good.
The woman's face couldn't see the expression clearly, so she said, "What's your name?" Her voice was as clear as an oriole's.
Murong Fu's face was serious, "My name is Murong Fu. If you don't leave, I will change my mind!" The woman looked at Murong Fu deeply, turned around and left quickly.
Murong Fu returned to the prison. At this time, Di Yun was tapping the acupuncture points on Ding Dian's body and said, "Brother Ding, I still can't untie it. Is it because my internal strength is too weak?"
Ding Dian couldn't speak, he just rolled his eyes and didn't know what he meant.
Murong Fu thought to himself: "Nonsense, this unique skill of tapping three acupoints with one Yang finger is exclusive to you. Even ordinary martial arts masters, let alone you, can't figure it out."
Murong Fu coughed lightly. Di Yun turned around and saw Murong Fu coming in, and said hurriedly: "This... this young master, please let Brother Ding go. I am willing to pay for Brother Ding's life."
Murong Fu smiled slightly, "I don't want his life, why are you so anxious!"