Seeing the other party's arrogance, Taoist Jiuyi stroked his long beard and sneered.
"It's not that easy to join our Xixia First Grade Hall."
Immediately, he took Murong Fu to a spacious martial arts hall. Various weapons and blades were placed in all directions, and a square red carpet was spread on the ground, which was magnificent.
Jiuyi Taoist was sitting in a position at the bottom. With a wave of his hand, ten bare-armed men came out and surrounded Murong Fu.
"These ten warriors are proficient in the art of combined attacks. If you can defeat them, you can enter my first-class hall and become an ordinary martial artist."
Murong Fu suddenly asked with great interest: "Just an ordinary martial artist? Dare you ask the chief, how can you become a worshiper of the First Grade Hall?"
Seeing how arrogant he was, Taoist Jiuyi burst into laughter.
"That's not a small statement. If you can defeat Pindao, you will naturally become the number one worshiper of the First Grade Hall. Of course, the premise is that you can pass this level first."
Although Murong Fu gave him an unusual feeling, Jiuyi Taoist boasted of his martial arts skills, and Helian Tieshu personally visited and recruited him. He had a sense of superiority towards everyone, so naturally he would not really put him in his eyes.
"Then don't waste time, let's go together!"
Murong Fu didn't pay attention to these people at all. As long as they were not the four evil people, he really had no interest in them. At this time, the four evil people had not yet joined the Xixia First Grade Hall.
Sensing the other's contempt, the ten warriors suddenly flew into a rage, waving their fists and hitting him.
Murong Fu was not frightened at all, he clenched his fists, an invisible aura surged around him, his robes rustled, and he immediately faced the fist swung by one of the warriors.
boom!
Click!
There was a muffled sound, accompanied by the sound of bone cracking, and the expression on the warrior's face instantly became distorted, and the bones of his palm and wrist were shattered and hung down weakly.
After dodging the attacks from the two men behind him, Murong Fu raised his foot and kicked the warrior away.
Seeing this, the remaining nine warriors no longer dared to look down on each other, and hurriedly used the combined attack method. Two of them grabbed his arms, and the other two held his ankles. The remaining five took the opportunity to take action, leaving him with nowhere to go. escape.
Murong Fu saw that the methods of capturing these people were somewhat similar to wrestling techniques. In a flash, he had disappeared in front of several people, without giving them a chance to tie his hands and feet.
He was seen moving back and forth quickly among the nine warriors. In just a few breaths, the Xixia warriors who were originally majestic and high-spirited were knocked unconscious and fell to the ground unconscious.
Taoist Jiuyi's expression changed slightly. He didn't expect that this person, who looked young, could be so powerful with his Qinggong movement.
He came from the Thunder Sect. In addition to being good at blocking thunder with one hand, he also had special skills in light kung fu and movement. However, after seeing Murong Fu's movement, he felt a faint feeling of inferiority.
But he was arrogant by nature, and would never admit defeat unless he hit the wall. Therefore, he was afraid in his heart, but he said indifferently: "Your Excellency is indeed a bit overweight, but if you want to become a worshiper of the First Grade Hall, this is not enough."
Murong Fu didn't waste any time and said directly: "Please give me some advice from the Taoist Master!"
Taoist Jiuyi twitched his lips, ordered people to take the ten warriors down, stood with his hands behind his hands, and pretended to be profound:
"I am enshrined in the Yipintang Hall by Your Majesty. In addition to being driven by him, I also need to teach our military officers martial arts. Although your Qinggong is good, it is not suitable for promotion in the army, otherwise everyone will learn the ability to escape. , aren’t there only cowards left to lead the army in the war?”
"Of course, if you have other skills, you might as well use them. If you can defeat the poor Taoist, you will naturally have a place in this hall."
Murong Fu finally heard it. This old Taoist didn't want to win with his physical skills. He felt funny in his heart. He pulled out a long sword from the wooden stand beside him and said, "In this case, I will use my sword skills to challenge the Taoist Master." I’m asking for advice, I’m not talented, my understanding of this swordsmanship is really rudimentary, I hope the Taoist Master can be merciful.”
Hearing this, Taoist Jiuyi suddenly felt happy, but on the surface he still pretended to be upright and upright and said: "I have always cherished talented people. Regardless of the outcome of this game, I will report it to Helian Zhengdong truthfully. I believe that Brother Li will It’ll be a good place to go.”
"Thank you so much, Master!"
Murong Fu cupped his hands and immediately took a stance.
Jiuyi Taoist was arrogant, but he did not dare to be too proud. He immediately took out an iron plate and held it in his left hand.
He was born left-handed, and whether he was eating, writing, or practicing martial arts, he was always left-handed. Therefore, after seeing Jiuyi Taoist holding a weapon with his left hand, Murong Fu knew that his flaw was on the right side.
Thinking of this, Murong Fu stabbed with the long sword in his hand, piercing the air and stabbing at his right shoulder. The attack was as fast as a white horse passing through the gap and lightning flying through the gap.
Jiuyi Taoist's eyes were sharp, and he immediately used the forty-two "Shu Dao Difficult Card Techniques" to protect the upper plate. As a spark burst out, his neck suddenly felt hot and cold, and he saw the opponent's long sword. Shi slashed the iron plate in his hand and placed it on his neck.
Murong Fu immediately looked surprised and said, "Taoist Priest, there is no need to be so humble!"
Taoist Jiuyi's eyelids were twitching, and he was full of resentment and could not vent his anger. He had scolded the other party bloody in his heart. What does it mean that there is no need to be so humble?
You bastard are here to cause trouble on purpose, right?
If the opponent's sword hadn't been placed on his neck, Taoist Nine Wings would have chatted with him.
"Ahem...Brother Li, I was careless this time and didn't dodge. Can we compete again?"
Taoist Jiuyi decisively gave in.
Murong Fu raised his lips and withdrew his sword.
"I see, then let's follow the Taoist leader's advice and compete again!"
Seeing that he withdrew his long sword, Taoist Nine Wings felt that he could do it again. He protected the iron plate on his chest and said, "This time, I won't give in anymore!"
Murong Fu felt funny in his heart, and his gaze suddenly became sharp. The long sword turned into a white light and stabbed between the 'Fengshi' and 'Futu' points on his right leg. This was the opponent's biggest flaw.
Jiuyi Taoist immediately used the Lei Gong Block to use the move "Spring Thunder". At the same time, he deflected the opponent's sword blade, and the iron plate was slashed out diagonally. The wind was strong and powerful.
This nine-winged Taoist can be worshiped in the first-class hall. Even if his martial arts is not first-class in the world, it has reached the level of the first-class masters in the world. Naturally, it should not be underestimated.
Murong Fu understood the Dugu Nine Swords very well. He could see the obvious flaws in the opponent without the opponent having to make a move. After the opponent showed his skill, he could even see the opportunity at a glance.
Before Jiuyi Taoist's iron plate could hit him, Murong Fu's body had already turned behind him, and thrust out a sword, hitting the back of his heart, making his spine shiver and unable to move.
