"I asked who dared to come to Xingxiu Sect to make noise, and it turned out to be a yellow-haired kid who didn't know how to live or die."
Ding Chunqiu waved the feather fan in his hand and looked at Murong Fu with contempt.
"I'm not talented, I want to ask Old Immortal Xingxiu about his magic skills."
Murong Fu smiled faintly, not showing any timidity because of the large number of people on the other side.
When Ding Chunqiu saw this, he put away some contempt in his heart and said: "You are not worthy of me to take action myself. Which of you will kill him?"
A short man standing behind Ding Chunqiu saw the opportunity and immediately said: "Master, I am willing to take care of this little thief for you."
When the other disciples heard this, they were secretly annoyed that they hadn't reacted and allowed the other party to take the lead.
Ding Chunqiu nodded with satisfaction and said: "Very good, Chuchenzi, I will leave this person to you!"
"Thank you, Master. Once you open your mouth and deliver your decree, your disciple will be invincible."
Chuchenzi upheld the spirit of Nuwa and I to mend the sky and Pangu opened the sky with an axe. At this time, he did not forget to flatter Ding Chunqiu.
Ding Chunqiu was very happy, patted his head with a feather fan and said: "Not bad, not bad, you are indeed very intelligent!"
"It all depends on the master's good training."
Seeing Chenzi's flattery, Murong Fu was speechless and said, "Are you fighting or talking about cross talk? It's endless, right?"
Ding Chunqiu was originally in a good mood, but because of Murong Fu's words, his face suddenly darkened.
When Chuchenzi saw this, he felt happy. As long as this kid kept trying to commit suicide and returned victorious afterwards, his master would be happier and he would think more highly of him in the future.
"Master, there is no need to be angry. I will wait until my disciple comes back to take his head and make a chamber pot for you!"
Chuchenzi shouted and rushed towards Murong Fu. His right palm suddenly slapped forward, the wind of the palm was sharp and he looked very powerful.
Seeing that his palm force was about to hit Murong Fu, it stopped in place for an instant, but it was obvious that Chu Chenzi was constantly exerting force.
It turned out that just when Chuchenzi was about to approach him, Murong Fu just slowly stretched out a hand and put it on his forehead. The short man could no longer get closer.
No matter how hard Chuchenzi exerted himself, the soles of his shoes were almost smoking, but he still couldn't touch him.
"They say that dwarfs fart and are groveling. I saw the disciples of your sect today and I understand this sentence deeply."
Murong Fu couldn't help but laugh at such a funny scene.
Ding Chunqiu's face was ashen and he wished he could slap Chuchenzi to death with one palm.
And those second-generation disciples of the Xingxiu Sect were snickering secretly.
Chuchenzi knew he was embarrassed and was furious. He was about to use his poison power to fight back when suddenly a huge suction force came from the Baihui point at the top of the door. He was immediately unable to move and the true energy in his body began to pour uncontrollably towards the Baihui point. Let out.
Ding Chunqiu and others suddenly saw Chuchenzi's eyes turning white and his whole body twitching, as if he was experiencing great pain, and they all looked puzzled.
Only Ding Chunqiu's expression changed, as if he had thought of something, but he quickly shook his head again, not believing it.
In just an instant, Chuchenzi's internal energy was absorbed by Murong Fu and replenished into the sea of Qi in Dantian.
"No matter how small a mosquito is, it's still meat. Just make do with it first. Isn't there a fat pig in front of you?"
Murong Fu threw Chuchenzi out in disgust, and then looked at Ding Chunqiu with burning eyes.
Ding Chunqiu suddenly felt a chill running down his spine, but he still pretended to be calm and said, "I didn't expect that this kid like you still has some abilities. In this case, I will come and meet you personally."
He was afraid that what the other party was using was the Beiming Divine Art, and he had to do it himself to find out what happened, otherwise he would feel uneasy.
Seeing that their master was about to take action, the disciples of the Xingxiu Sect unanimously retreated far away, for fear of being brutally affected.
Ding Chunqiu snorted coldly, rolled up his sleeves with his left hand, and then waved his feather fan with his right hand, sending several jets of green phosphorus fire towards Murong Fu.
Murong Fu calmly and calmly waved a wave of wind, using the magical skill of Star Movement.
When the phosphorus fire flew less than three feet in front of him, they all deviated from the direction, flew back, and shot towards Ding Chunqiu.
"Repay the other person with his own way! Are you from the Murong family?"
The Xiaoyao sect's martial arts are extensive and profound. Ding Chunqiu has been a disciple of Wu Yazi since he was a child. He has extensive knowledge of all kinds of magical and exquisite martial arts in the world. Naturally, he has also heard Murong's "Teach others the same way as others" stunt.
Seeing the phosphorus fire flying towards him, Ding Chunqiu was caught off guard and could only dodge in a panic, only to avoid being affected.
Murong Fu smiled coldly and did not reply. Instead, he walked up to the opponent and struck down with his palm.
After realizing the power of this palm, Ding Chunqiu dodged sideways, and at the same time, he waved his feather fan and struck the opponent's front door with a burst of energy.
Murong Fu pushed his palm forward again, blocking the energy. He followed the scorpion up and struck out with the power of his joined fingers. In conjunction with the breaking moves of Dugu's Nine Swords, he anticipated the enemy's opportunity at every turn and forced him to attack. Ding Chunqiu was helpless and faced the situation in a very awkward manner.
"How can this kid have such deep inner strength at such a young age?"
Ding Chunqiu was immediately frightened. The opponent's finger power was just fast and sharp. How could he know his flaws at every turn and use his finger skills to control him?
Tsk!
As two finger forces broke through the wind, Ding Chunqiu was caught off guard. Two scorched holes were shot out of his sleeves, and a burning pain erupted from the place where the finger forces had rubbed his arm.
"Zhuzi, how dare you hurt me!"
Ding Chunqiu cared most about face and reputation in his life, but now he was hurt by Murong Fu in front of all his disciples. He felt that his reputation in the sect had been damaged, his face felt dull, and he immediately became furious.
Ding Chunqiu stretched out his body, danced with both palms, and quickly and uncontrollably swung thirteen palms, carrying poison in his palms.
Murong Fu had the Beiming Divine Art to protect his body, so he was naturally not afraid of his poison. He turned the true energy in his body into feminine, and surprisingly used the Xuanming Divine Palm he had learned to continuously exert overwhelming palm power. An extremely cold internal force instantly Ding Chunqiu shrouded it.
Ding Chunqiu felt that his whole body was cold to the bone, and his tentacles were as cold as touching the opponent's palm, as if he had touched a piece of ice.
However, when Ding Chunqiu sensed something was wrong and wanted to withdraw his palm, Murong Fu had already activated the Beiming Divine Skill at the moment when his palms were clashing with him, firmly attracting the opponent's palm.
Ding Chunqiu was horrified when he saw that his palms could not be freed. However, when he found that the true energy in his body was flowing into the opponent's body uncontrollably, he was so frightened that he lost his mind and screamed: "Beiming Magical skill...this is Beiming magical skill...how can you know the martial arts of that old thief!"
"you guess!"
Murong Fu sneered and began to use the Beiming Divine Art with all his strength to absorb the surging Qi from Ding Chunqiu's body. For a moment, he felt a faint feeling of tightness in his chest, making him feel a little breathless.
Apparently it was because Ding Chunqiu's internal strength seemed to be even greater than his.
