Wang Yuyan saw the surprise and couldn't help but said: "This Lingbo wave is floating freely, like riding the wind, walking step by step. I don't know how the senior masters of the Xiaoyao sect created it. Although the martial arts of the Xixia warriors are extraordinary , but it can’t hurt the Taoist master.”
Although Wang Yuyan said these words in a low voice, they all fell into Murong Fu's ears.
Murong Fudun was furious when he saw that the man in front of him didn't take him seriously at all, and only defended but did not attack, as if he was making fun of himself, and compared himself with a group of beggars. The jealousy in his heart grew even more intense, and his hand movements suddenly became a little more ruthless.
Murong Fu immediately slashed at him three times with his sword "swipe, swipe, swipe", and said angrily: "Whether your sword skills are powerful or not, you will see for yourself later!"
"On the other hand, Your Excellency, in my opinion, you can only use words, and your skills are not necessarily very good!"
In an instant, a white light flashed, and Jingzhou's body was covered with knife shadows from all directions.
If the person in the shadow of the knife is less skilled, he may be chopped into pieces in a matter of seconds.
A'Zhu exclaimed and closed his eyes, not daring to look inside anymore.
Zhu Jian and Mei Jian chuckled and said, "Girl, don't worry. Master's skills are not comparable to those of these common people."
"No matter how many times the blade shadow is, it may not be able to hurt even a hair on the master's body."
Jing Zhou was as calm as if he were watching flowers in a garden, and the light of the sword always fell into space just when it was still a few inches away from him.
Jing Zhou stepped on his feet to avoid the whizzing swords and said with a smile: "This Five Tigers Cutting Door Sword should use 'A Whisper to Create the Wind' instead of 'White Tiger Jumping into the Stream'. Is this Shaolin's magic sword technique for subduing demons?" But it should be three points upward. But you are probably very angry now, so you just use a little more force. Although it seems to be very powerful, it lacks the artistic conception of Buddhist martial arts. As for the Bibo Sword Technique, Just don’t mention it.”
Murong Fu was self-proclaimed, and his skills had improved greatly over the years. The only person beside him in the world was Qiao Feng, but he didn't expect that the man in front of him could avoid all his sword skills.
What's even more hateful is that this man pointed out the shortcomings of his sword skills in front of everyone, which made Nan Murong's face burn. He shouted loudly: "It's nonsense, this sword skills I know how to use it, so why should I use words like you to tell me!"
"It's better for you to worry about your situation! I want to see how long you can hide!"
"If you don't mention the Bibo Sword Technique," doesn't it mean that he is not good at it at all?
How could the proud Murong Fu endure this!
Abi asked in surprise: "Oh, Miss Wang, how come Mr. Jing is like you, seeing through all the enemy's martial arts methods?"
Duan Yu nodded and said, "Yes, it turns out that Mr. Jing and Miss Wang both have the ability to spot people's kung fu."
Wang Yuyan remembered that Jing Zhou had read a book in his home in Langhuan Paradise, but in those days he read very quickly, and he only glanced at a secret book in his hand. Could it be that he had a photographic memory?
Otherwise, how can we explain what is happening in front of us.
Wang Yuyan explained: "He had read the book at my house before, and he probably memorized all these sword techniques."
"However, the Western Xia warrior is not extraordinary. He used more than ten kinds of sword techniques in his hand, and the moves are different. The last sword was opened and closed, and the one that struck the Taoist master's face was an eighteen-way hatchet. The next sword was replaced by an immortal from the Bagua sword technique guiding the way."
Yue Laosan suddenly thrust the crocodile scissors into the ground and cursed casually: "His grandma's son is a bastard!"
Seeing the white figure standing on the shining tip of the knife, Yue Laosan felt that he might not be Jingzhou's opponent even if he practiced for several more lifetimes.
What made him even more depressed was that he didn't even have the slightest impression of the Xixia warrior!
But even for such an unknown person, his martial arts skills are surprisingly high.
He felt that if Jing Zhou were replaced by him, he might not be able to hold on for long under the shadow of swords all over the sky!
Although Yue Laosan didn't want to admit it, Ye Erniang's kung fu was indeed a little better than his, but the Xixia warrior in front of him had sword skills that were much better than Ye Erniang's.
"This...how is this possible!"
Helian Tieshu opened his mouth even more, looking in disbelief.
Even if he is not very good at martial arts, he still knows that it is absolutely impossible for a person to stand on the edge of a knife.
The knife in Li Yanzong's hand was a thin knife similar to a lancet. It was light and fast and could be bent with just a hand, let alone a person standing on it!
What shocked Helian Tieshu even more was that the man was as light as a fallen leaf, without any pressure on the curved blade.
Seeing that Murong Fu had already used forty or fifty sword techniques, and the latter ones were even more unfamiliar, Jingzhou knew that Nan Murong was at the end of his rope in sword techniques.
Murong Fu knew no less than dozens of sword skills alone, and the sword skills, stick skills, palm skills, and boxing skills that he knew were all inferior to the sword skills, especially the sword skills.
This Murong Fu is indeed worthy of the words "proficient in hundreds of martial arts".
Jing Zhou pressed his toes down and instantly stepped on Murong Fu's sword on the ground. He unfolded his folding fan and said slowly: "Young master, I have seen that your sword skills are complex but not perfect. If you only practice one of them, you will still be able to do it." It has some merit!”
When Jingzhou thought about it, if Murong Fu only practiced the ancestral Finger Finger and Dou Zhuan Xing Shift instead of focusing on those miscellaneous skills, he would really be able to earn the title of "Nan Murong".
Although he has never seen what it's like to fight against the stars, he is definitely not practicing this kind of martial arts. He needs to be proficient in hundreds of martial arts, so that he can use the so-called "repay the other's way with his own way."
Murong Longcheng was already a master of the sect back then, and the kung fu he had seen was even more incomprehensible. He could naturally understand the opponent's kung fu method when he made a move.
Murong Longcheng can naturally see the secrets of the enemy's moves as soon as others use them, and just like Zhang Wuji, he can return them with his backhand. Moreover, the moves he performs casually are extremely skillful moves, which ordinary people may not be able to achieve even if they practice for a lifetime. , and supplemented by the rebounding force of Dou Zhuan Xing Shi Shi, this is how he got the name of "repaying the other with his own way".
However, later, the Murong family was afraid that they would be misled by the name given by their ancestors, so they even went to Shi Shui Pavilion to collect martial arts from all over the world, hoping to integrate hundreds of martial arts into one. This was putting the cart before the horse and losing the fundamental.
Murong Fu used all his internal strength and pulled hard with the hand holding the knife. He felt as if the knife had been cast by molten iron. Even if the veins in his hand popped out, he could not move the blade.
Jing Zhou realized the legendary star movement, and immediately reversed the kick with his right foot, knocking back the tip of the knife that was pressing on the ground.
The shining blade instantly resembled a hidden weapon, slashing towards Murong Fu's face. . .
