Murong Fu's expression changed. He pulled the knife back and felt several soft waves coming from the handle. The tip of the knife was beyond his control. He simply let go of his right hand and twisted his body at the same time. Avoiding the incoming knife tip.
After the knife broke away from Murong Fu's hand, it turned into a sharp arrow and shot out more than ten feet. The whole blade of the knife was inserted into a thick apricot tree. The tip of the knife buzzed and trembled. The force was such that the apricot leaves fell all over the ground.
"Does your Excellency think that you can anger me like this? Hum, let's do it again!"
Murong Fu immediately cleared away all the distracting thoughts in his mind, grabbed a long sword from the hands of the person beside him, and this time he showed his true skill.
He is an extremely arrogant person. Although he dare not say that his martial arts is the best in the world, among the younger generation in the world, he does not believe that there is anyone who can compare with him, Nan Murong!
Murong's family martial arts is divided into three parts. In addition to Shenhe Zhi and Dou Zhuan Xing Shi, there is also the Dragon City Sword Technique.
Shen He Zhi and Dou Zhuan Xing Yi require too much internal strength, so what Murong Fu is most proficient in is the Dragon City Sword Technique. Naturally, he is indeed extraordinary in the way of swordsmanship.
"Yes, your sword skills are much better than your sword skills."
Jing Zhou praised him, he had to say that Murong Fu, who was wearing a mask, was really not weak in martial arts and could fight on par with Qiao Feng.
Qiao Feng abandons the cumbersomeness of moves, and uses one force to conquer ten levels. No matter how your martial arts changes, he just hits him with one palm.
Murong Fu, on the other hand, had a slightly weaker internal strength and focused on skill, and his moves were extremely skillful.
"You don't need to tell me whether I'm good or not!"
Murong Fu was furious, the sword in his hand buzzed, and the green light on the sword seemed to break away from the sword and fly out from above.
"The martial arts of this Western Xia Tatar is so high!"
Everyone in the Beggar Clan saw that the Western Xia warrior was erratic, his sword moves were unpredictable, and his sword power was extremely fierce. Although they felt uncomfortable, they still had to admit that this man's martial arts skills were probably higher than everyone else in their gang.
If it hadn't been for that mysterious young man, I and the others might not have been able to defeat Xixia Yipintang.
He saw Murong Fu stabbing with his sword, and the sword energy on it was hesitant.
The sword pointed at the edge, and the sword energy was flowing horizontally. In just a moment, the ground was plowed by the dense sword energy.
"If it weren't for Murong Mu taking victory and defeat too seriously and being extremely narrow-minded, he wouldn't have been beaten to the point of being unable to fight back by Qiao Feng in the battle at Shaoshi Mountain. This swordsmanship is probably not much worse than that of Zhuo Bufan. "
Looking at it now, it turns out that he had underestimated Murong Fu's martial arts before. Even though this person's martial arts was not as good as Jiumozhi and Qiao Feng, he could not be defeated in just one fight.
From this point of view, Murong Fu and the four major families were no match for Duan Yanqing when they besieged him. It was obviously Murong Fu who let him off.
Although he was sighing in his heart, Jingzhou had been paying attention to Murong Fu's sword skills. His body was like a lotus leaf in the wind, and he avoided Murong Fu's sword energy lightly and deftly.
Murong Fu's heart was even more frightened at this moment. He had never encountered such a powerful opponent since he started walking in the world.
At this time, except for not using Dragon City Sword Technique and Star Shift, it can be said that he used all his strength. But even so, the young man still strolled calmly under his sword energy.
"No, this body technique is too clever. If this continues, even if my internal strength is exhausted, I'm afraid I won't be able to touch the corner of his clothes. Don't I have to use Shenhe Finger to do it?"
"Hateful! If it weren't for my lack of skill, how could I have fallen into such a passive situation if I could master the seventy-two Shaolin stunts!"
At that moment, Murong Fu made up his mind to practice the seventy-two stunts after returning to Yanziwu.
The young man who suddenly appeared in front of him really stimulated him a lot.
If he couldn't even defeat the person in front of him, how could he be called "Nan Murong"!
Wang Yuyan stared at the Xixia man closely, frowning and thinking: "This man...how can this man know the Dragon City swordsmanship! Could it be...he...he is his cousin?"
Although Murong Fu refused to use his family's martial arts and relied on hundreds of martial arts to fight Jing Zhou, after using this sword technique, no matter how well he hid it, there was still a trace of Dragon City's sword technique in his moves.
Just this shadow was spotted by Wang Yuyan.
Although she didn't want to admit it, she already had the answer in her heart.
If it weren't for Mo Rongfu, who in the world could still know this swordsmanship?
"After all, he only wants to restore the country. Now he doesn't even have an identity. He has blended into the Xixia people and worked as thugs for others. If the Taoist master were not here, wouldn't we... also fall into the hands of the Xixia people?"
Wang Yuyan's eyes were dark, and she felt miserable in her heart. She thought of what Jing Zhou had said before. Murong Fu was not a good man. He would do anything to restore the country. Even if he gave her to others, he would not even blink an eye. .
"Let me see what other methods you have. If you only rely on this trick, you may not even be a match for Mr. Duan. How can you compare with Beiqiao Feng? Is it possible that all Xixia people can only tell lies?"
Jing Zhou raised his right hand, and a pure Yang finger force passed through the folding fan and accidentally hit Murong Fu's sword body, instantly flicking the sword away several feet.
"This, this is the Yangzhi of my Duan family!"
Duan Yu exclaimed, he was extremely familiar with this martial art, and his father had often forced him to practice it in the past.
It's just that this martial arts is a martial art passed down from his family. How did Mr. Jing master it?
After thinking for a moment, he had no clue, so he attributed all this to Sister Shenxian's sect, and thought in his heart: "Sister Shenxian, it's better now. You previously collected the Dali Duan family's martial arts secrets, but there were only six missing ones. Pulse Divine Sword and Yiyang Finger, now Mr. Jing has mastered these two martial arts, if you know about it, you will definitely be extremely happy."
Murong Fu said coldly: "It turns out that you are a disciple of the Duan family in Dali, no wonder you have such a bad tone!"
"But your Excellency only relies on your body skills to run away and hide in a turtle. It is a good skill, which is eye-opening to me! In this regard, I am afraid that Bei Qiao Feng and Nan Murong are no match for Your Excellency!"
Although Murong Fu suppressed his contempt in his heart, he was still not weak in words.
Jingzhou handed the folding fan to his left hand, and with his right hand a little further away, an apricot branch two feet away beside him was broken. He immediately picked up the broken apricot branch and held it in his hand.
"This is the skill of capturing a dragon and controlling a crane!"
Murong Fu was shocked. This point seemed simple and without any power, but the martial arts principles behind it were extremely brilliant and could only be achieved by those with deep inner strength!
Especially since the movements were done in one go and as a whole, doesn't it mean that the person in front of me still has some energy left?
This moment shocked him so much that he unconsciously tightened his grip on the sword with his right hand.
Suddenly, Murong Fu's eyes narrowed and his words stopped abruptly. He saw the figure flying towards him. There seemed to be a group of gray light and shadow on the branch that was slightly thicker than chopsticks. He could feel it even from a distance away. That fierce sword intent seemed to cut off everything in front of it.
When the sword branches met, Murong Fu's right arm shook, like a lightning strike, and half of his body was immediately numb.
"This... this is the sword technique used by the Xixia warrior before!"
Seeing Jing Zhou using branches instead of swords, he used all the sword techniques that Murong Fu had used before. His moves were continuous and flowing, like clouds and flowing water. At the same time, his whole body turned into a curtain of light, and everyone's mouths were open enough to drop a goose egg.
