Everyone looked outside the hall and saw a group of people walking slowly not far away, shouting in unison: "Old Immortal Xingxiu, his magic power is boundless, his supernatural powers are vast, and he can control the Central Plains." After saying this, there was another burst of drums and gongs.
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Nearby, more than 20 people dressed in red and green, each holding gongs and drums instruments and long sail banners, had words such as "Xingxiu Laoxian" and "Mighty the World" written on them.
After beating two more gongs and drums, an old man walked out slowly. He was seen holding a goose feather fan in his hand, with a rosy face and white hair.
He really has the face of a crane, with quite a bit of unrestrained air. It is not difficult to see that this man must have been very handsome when he was young.
When Murong Fu heard the slogans outside, he knew that Ding Chunqiu was here. He was also a little surprised as to why these people suddenly gathered in Wuliang Mountain. Suddenly, his heart moved. Could it be...
"Yes, that's right. To ordinary people, the mango red clam is a hundred times scarier than snakes, scorpions, and tigers, but for these people who use poison, it is a genius. But how did they know that the mango red clam will appear in the world in the near future?"
Murong Fu was still deep in thought, "Pfft, this old man is really brave. He doesn't feel ashamed even if he praises himself." But Zhong Ling couldn't hold back his laughter. Even Duan Yu blushed and tried to hold back his laughter.
meaning.
Ding Chunqiu's face turned cold. In his life, he most liked others to praise him and hated others to laugh at him and praise him. With a wave of his thin fan, a cloud of light green mist flew towards Zhong Ling as fast as lightning.
When Murong Fu heard what Zhong Ling said, he knew something was wrong. When he saw Ding Chunqiu take action, he immediately swayed slightly.
Before everyone could see clearly, they saw that the chair Zhong Ling had been sitting on had been corroded to create a big hole, and Zhong Ling was in Murong Fu's arms.
Everyone was stunned for a moment, but then they realized that Murong Fu must have been very fast, and he had carried Zhong Ling out of his seat in the blink of an eye. Even Ding Chunqiu could only vaguely see Murong Fu's figure.
Zhong Ling first felt cold all over his body, and then fell into a warm embrace. When he looked up, he saw Brother Murong. His heart was pounding, and his face was anxious and ashamed as he struggled to get up.
Murong Fu hugged her tightly and said with a sullen face, "Mr. Ding is also a senior in the martial arts world. Why should he be as knowledgeable as a little girl? And he even launched a sneak attack."
Zhong Ling turned around and looked at the seat next to him, and then realized that he had been in trouble again just now. It was Brother Murong who saved him, and he didn't dare to move anymore for a while.
Ding Chunqiu was slightly angry. He thought he was just hitting an innocent little girl, but this young man said it was a sneak attack!
Seeing that although this young man was fast, he was still very young and expected that his martial arts would not be very high, he immediately snorted coldly and slapped Murong Fu with his palm.
Murong Fu embraced Zhong Ling with one hand and greeted him lightly with the other.
When Ding Chunqiu saw Murong Fu reaching out to receive his palm, he felt proud, "He is a young man after all!"
His Kung Fu transformation method is mainly concentrated on a pair of fleshy palms, which makes him almost invincible in close combat. For ordinary martial arts people, even if their martial arts are higher than him, as long as they are touched by him at close range, their internal energy will be dissolved, and they will immediately fall to the ground with poison and lose their ability.
Combat strength.
Even Lan Fenghuang and the other three girls secretly shook their heads when they saw Murong Fu's light palm, feeling that Murong Fu was too reckless and would definitely suffer a big loss.
In the blink of an eye, the two palms connected, making no sound, one or two breaths passed by, Murong Fu sat still on the spot, but Ding Chunqiu suddenly let out a strange cry, "thump thump thump" and stepped back more than ten feet.
Ding Chunqiu stretched out his left hand and tapped his right arm several times. He stretched out his right palm and sprayed a stream of green mist towards the ground. Several small pits were immediately corroded on the stone floor.
Ding Chunqiu looked at Murong Fu with lingering fear. As soon as his poisonous power came into contact with the opponent's palm, it was immediately bounced back and entered the meridians of his own arm. His body was also knocked away. This was the scene just now.
Although he practiced the art of transforming poison into internal energy, transported it to specific meridians for storage, and used it to injure the enemy when fighting, it did not mean that he was invulnerable to all poisons. Therefore, Ding Chunqiu's poisonous internal energy was bounced back to his arm.
When this happens, you must use your power immediately to force it out.
The three women in the palace all looked at Murong Fu in shock. Murong Fu had shown his hand before. Although they felt that Murong Fu had deep inner strength, they did not take it seriously. However, in the case of a confrontation between the three parties,
Whichever way Murong Fu leaned would affect the situation, so he was very polite to him. I didn't expect that Murong Fu's martial arts was so high. He could defeat Ding Chunqiu with just one blow. I'm afraid it was comparable to Dongfang Bubai and Tianshan Tonglao.
Far.
After Ding Chunqiu forced out the poisonous mist, he calmed down the frightened expression on his face, cupped his fists and said, "Who are you?"
"Murong Fu!" Murong Fu sat on the chair, not bothering to return the greeting, and said straightforwardly.
"Murong..." Ding Chunqiu was stunned for a moment, then casually said in shock: "The Murong family of Gusu who retaliates in the same way?"
"I didn't expect that a mere name could win the old immortal's favor." Murong Fu said with a hint of ridicule.
Ding Chunqiu said with a stern expression: "Sure enough, I am well-deserved. I acted rashly just now. Please forgive me for any offence."
Originally from the Xiaoyao sect, he had a rich collection of martial arts collections. He had always been arrogant and scornful of the notion that "Murong clan of Gusu is proficient in martial arts all over the world" and "repay the other with his own way."
Unexpectedly, he had seen it today. Not to mention whether the Murong family really knew all the martial arts in the world, the martial arts of rebounding the inner force of this hand alone was enough to dominate the world. At that moment, Ding Chunqiu felt a little fearful in his heart.
Murong Fu smiled and said: "You're welcome, old immortal, please." After saying that, he ignored Ding Chunqiu and continued to hold Zhong Ling, closing his eyes to rest, as if he had forgotten to put Zhong Ling down.
Next to him, Duan Yu saw Brother Murong calm down this powerful-looking old man with a gentle and careless move. Even though he didn't like to fight, he admired him deeply.
Just seeing Zhong Ling being held in his arms, Duan Yu felt a little uncomfortable in his heart for some reason, as if it was sour and astringent.
Ding Chunqiu felt very unhappy when he saw Murong Fu looking down on him so much, but this man really couldn't see the difference, so he thought about it and let it go.
He turned around and glanced at the palace, and found that there were actually people from Lingjiu Palace. He secretly thought that he was unlucky. He must have not read the almanac when he went out today, otherwise he would not have met anyone he could not mess with.
Sure enough, Fu Minyi also recognized him and said, "Ding Chunqiu, do you also want to get involved in the territory of Lingjiu Palace?"
Others don't know the ins and outs of Lingjiu Palace, but Ding Chunqiu is very aware of the terrifying power of Lingjiu Palace. Although he is respected as an ancestor outside, on that day Shantong Lao was the great uncle that even Master Wu Yazi was afraid of.
He really didn't want to provoke the Tianshan Child Elder unless necessary, so he said very politely: "I need a lot of poisonous insects and poisonous ants for my recent practice. I came here to catch some near Wuliang Mountain. I will leave immediately after I finish."