Reborn as Murong Fu: This time I am the protagonist

Ding Chunqiu only felt a numbness in his wrist, and then he lost feeling in one hand.When he came to his senses, he felt as if his wrist had been stung by a poisonous bee, and his whole wrist was painful.

With a sudden force, he gritted his teeth and took his hand back.In spite of being angry, he taunted: "I don't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the boy, the old man has already practiced poison kung fu to the extreme, how can you easily offend me? You just touched it, I am afraid that the poisonous gas is about to flow into the heart veins It's near! Take an arm off and maybe save your life!

"Ding Chunqiu, Ding Chunqiu. As a Taoist disciple, haven't you heard that well frogs can't speak to the sea, and summer insects can't speak to ice? Use your little poison to poison rats, spiders, cockroaches, etc. It's still a good thing. Want to hurt me? It's useless to practice for another 30 years!"

Murong Fu was dressed in a robe without wind, and the majestic Beiming Zhenqi burst out of his body, and his aura suddenly increased a lot.

Xuannan and the others exchanged glances, and they all saw a trace of fear in each other's eyes.

Xuan Ji was the first to break the silence: "Brother, I believe it now, you are right. It is very likely that someone else killed Brother Xuan Bei."

Xuan Tong was amazed: "It seems that last time he fought with the three of us, he was merciful. If he really has the intention to kill, how can the three of us have lives?"

Xuan said: "There are talented people from generation to generation. Sigh, we old fellows are also being compared by young people. If Brother Fang Zhang has seen this man's martial arts, he would not think that Brother Xuan Bei was killed by him."

Ding Chunqiu's eyes were slightly dull, only he who was closest to Murong Fu could feel that oppressive feeling, as if Mount Tai was crushing the top, even breathing was affected to a certain extent.

"Beiming Divine Art! The old thief's Beiming Divine Art! He even passed this on to you!"

"You're talking about an 'old thief', and I'm really annoyed. There's no way, I have to knock out one of your teeth first, so you can shut up!"

Murong Fu smiled lightly, still in that calm tone, matched with the most ruthless words.

Murong Fu said, but the movements of his hands were not slow at all, while talking and laughing, he slapped "see the dragon in the field" straight to Ding Chunqiu's face.

Before the palm arrived, Ding Chunqiu's white hair was blown away by the fierce palm wind.

Everyone on the field turned pale with shock, especially Qiao Feng, who couldn't help exclaiming: "Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms?!"

All the spectators were discussing, even those who had never seen the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, after Qiao Feng's reminder, realized that what Murong Fu is using now is the unique technique of the Beggar Clan.

Surprised, he couldn't help but click his tongue in amazement, everyone knew that the Gusu Murong family knew all kinds of martial arts in the world, but he didn't expect to be able to learn even the unique knowledge of the beggar gang that was passed down by word of mouth from generation to generation.

As soon as Qiao Feng finished speaking, he felt something was wrong.

At first glance, what Murong Fu is using now is indeed the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, but upon closer inspection, there are still many discrepancies in the subtleties.He has practiced the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms hard for more than ten years, and his skills have reached perfection, so he can naturally see these small differences.

But after he breathed a sigh of relief, he was shocked again.The Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms of the Beggar Clan has always been passed down by word of mouth between the old and new gang leaders, there are no secret books left in the world, let alone Murong Fu's identity, it is impossible to steal the secret books.Then there is only one explanation, that is, after two sparring sessions, Murong Fu has figured out the move of Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms and is able to use it!

Moreover, from the point of view of the actual effect, it is not like a beginner who has practiced for a while, and has already achieved [-] to [-]% of the heat!
"Brother Murong's martial arts talent is truly breathtaking!"

Qiao Feng thought to himself.

He was open-minded, he didn't think about the other side stealing his own martial arts, but he felt that Murong Fu's Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms against Ding Chunqiu was just showing off for the beggar gang.

Ding ChunQiu struggled to resist, several times almost got his face swept by the fierce palm wind, and ended up with a swollen face and tooth loss.

He roared angrily: "Our sect is fighting among us, how can we use other martial arts!"

Murong Fu sneered and said: "You don't even recognize the Little Formless Kung Fu of our sect, how lucky you are to call yourself a disciple of the Xiaoyao Sect?!"

When everyone heard the "Small Wuxiang Gong", they were even more surprised: Could it be that Murong Fu didn't use Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms?But judging from the moves, they are obviously exactly the same!

"Next, I will let you experience the "Sleeve Universe" of the Shaolin School!"

While talking and laughing, Murong Fu's two wide sleeves suddenly flapped, like a big eagle spreading its wings.

In a few flashes, Murong Fu and Ding ChunQiu have gone through more than ten strokes.

There is heaven and earth in the sleeves, the principle of this Shaolin stunt is very simple to put it bluntly, it is to use the cover of the sleeves to cooperate with both hands to punch.Punches can hurt people, and sleeves can hurt people. At the same time, because of the cover of the sleeves, the opponent is completely unable to judge the punching method and palm technique, so it is difficult to distinguish the moves.

"I used it once in front of him! He actually learned it?!"

Xuannan's eyes were full of disbelief.

With their knowledge of martial arts, it is impossible to think that Murong Fu imitated the tricks in his sleeves with the Xiaowuxianggong.During the few days of reading books in Langhuan Fudi, Murong Fu had already memorized each of the moves of the 72 unique skills, wouldn't it be easy to use them together with the small Wuxiang skills?

Ding Chunqiu was caught off guard, he slapped Murong Fu several times.

Although he has a bad character, he can be regarded as a master-level figure in the martial arts world.These slaps made him lose face.

He roared sharply and attacked with all his might, he had already left the rules of duels in the same sect out of the blue, and used all kinds of evil sect's demon methods one by one.However, no matter how he struggled, he was just powerless and furious.Like a cat playing with a mouse, Murong Fu interrupted Ding ChunQiu's moves one by one, and even tore off a few beards.

At this moment, Ding Chunqiu's gorgeous robe has been torn into strips during the fight, and his long flowing beard has been torn to pieces. How can he still have the fairy-like posture in the previous half-part painting?It is not an exaggeration to say that he is an old beggar from the beggar gang.

Seeing that Murong Fu had the upper hand, Bao Dong couldn't help but mocked: "Ding Chunqiu, don't you call yourself the Xingxiu old fairy? Why do you look like this mangy dog ​​now? I think you should change your name to Xingxiu old dog, Xingxiu old waste?" !"

A group of Xingxiu disciples who had been making a big fuss at first, seeing the miserable appearance of the master, were too frightened to speak, their eyes wandered around, and they were already thinking about where to escape from later. .

"I'm not reconciled, I'm not reconciled, I'm not reconciled!"

Ding ChunQiu looked crazy, he recklessly attacked Murong Fu, and put on a desperate posture.

Murong Fu didn't expect Ding Chunqiu's character to do such an outlaw's behavior. He was flustered for a while, but he actually made the other party turn the situation back a little bit, and a stalemate was formed for a while.

Ding Chunqiu saw the right moment, and a ray of flames shot towards Wang Yuyan who was behind Wu Yazi.

Murong Fu was caught off guard, he quickly dodged and stood in front of Wang Yuyan, Bei Ming's true energy surged, dispelling the ray of flames invisible.

"Not good! This old monster wants to run away!"

When Murong Fu understood Ding Chunqiu's intention, Ding Chunqiu was already at Taniguchi.

Seeing that the traitor was about to escape in the next second, Qiao Feng roared: "Where are you running!"

In a blink of an eye, Qiao Feng's tall figure appeared behind Ding Chunqiu, and with the internal force of both palms surging, he slapped Ding Chunqiu's heart-sealing acupoint.Even though Ding Chunqiu has deep internal energy, this palm also made Ding Chunqiu vomit blood wildly, his body softened instantly.

Qiao Feng pinched Ding Chunqiu's neck, and lifted the old monster above his head: "Old leader Wang of the Beggar Gang was injured by you old monster. Today, I am lucky to send you old monster to the Central Plains. Your death is already approaching." Come on, do you still want to leave alive!"

As he spoke, he threw Ding Chunqiu into the arena.Ding Chunqiu had already been seriously injured in the previous fight, and he was hit by Qiao Feng's slap again, and he was powerless to resist. This time, he fell hard and broke several bones all over his body. He lay on the ground and howled. Can't get up.