I, Murong Fu, only want to cultivate immortality!

Chapter 21 021, there seem to be too many enemies...

In the eastern sky, the morning light spewed out slightly, and most of the sky was still dark.

The big boat stirred the veil-like mist on the lake surface, and slowly sailed towards the east bank of Taihu Lake.

Murong Fu stood on the bow of the boat facing the cool morning breeze, leaning on a five-foot-long nine-section lightning rod.

Wang Yuyan was wearing a light yellow silk shirt, holding his arm, and leaning against his side, Azhu in red and Abi in green stood around the two, and four other generals were behind them, lined up in a straight line. cypress.

Why do you feel that the atmosphere is a bit chilling, even heavy?
Murong Fu glanced sideways at the crowd, and saw that Abi and Azhu were all holding their heads high, their lips tightly pursed, their small faces tense, and the four generals also looked dignified, there was even a hint of sadness in their eyes.

What's the situation, you guys?

Do you think that I am taking you to die this trip?

You've all seen my master's luxurious upgraded version of "Six Meridians Excalibur", can you have more confidence in me?

Yes, there are more opponents this time, and wheel battles can indeed exhaust people to death.

My son's spiritual power on the second floor of Qi Refining is not bad enough. The world's spiritual energy is so barren, and it is not easy to replenish and restore the spiritual power after consumption. However, there are still more than 200 gray sources of spiritual power in my son's Tianding Cauldron. More than enough ammunition to refill as you go!
Murong Fu laughed in his heart and said:

"Why are you so bored and silent? Brother Bao, aren't you the most eloquent? Come on, sing a song for everyone to refresh yourself!"

With a solemn look on his face, Bao Dong opened his mouth and said:

"Feng Xiaoxiao..."

Well, accidentally, I sang what was in my heart.

Fortunately, the brothers were quite strong, and without further ado, Feng Baodong punched Bao Budong's stomach, and Bao Budong immediately bent down while clutching his stomach.When he bent down, Gongye raised his dry hand and covered his mouth...

With the interruption of Jingbao Budong, the chilling and heavy, even implied tragic atmosphere, immediately relaxed.

Everyone quickly talked about each other.

Gongye said dryly: "My lord, I disguised myself as a pilgrim and went to Hanshan Temple to inquire about it two days ago. Abbot Xuanci of Shaolin indeed brought a large number of monks of Shaolin Xuanzi to live in Hanshan Temple."

Feng Boxie asked: "What kind of mysteries are there?"

Gongye wrung his fingers and counted one by one:

"Besides Xuanci, there are Xuannan, Xuanku, Xuanji, Xuanzhi, Xuanyin..."

Feng Bo evil hugged his head and yelled: "It's alright, it's alright, second brother, don't be mysterious, if you continue to be mysterious, I'm going to faint..."

Bao Ditong said with emotion: "Shaolin is worthy of being the largest sect in martial arts. Although the number of people in this temple is far less than that of the Beggars' Clan, the number of masters is really... the old monks of the Shanxuan generation can faint Renxuan, let alone There are also mature monks of the Hui and Xu generations below..."

Feng Bo evilly squinted at Bao BuTong: "Why, third brother, are you afraid?"

Bao BuTong smiled slightly: "No, no, I'm afraid there aren't enough enemies..."

Feng Bo E slapped his thigh: "No, I should say this right!"

Deng Baichuan said: "Don't talk about Shaolin. There are too many masters in Shaolin, so I can't finish it. Let's talk about the others. What does the beggar gang say?"

Feng Bo said evilly: "I know about the Beggar Gang. The elders and rudder-level important figures have arrived. I heard that the widow of Ma Dayuan has also come, saying that she is going to publicly accuse the murderer of her husband... Recently, in and around the city of Gusu Ah, there are beggars singing about the falling of lotus flowers everywhere..."

Bao BuTong said: "This is the evil government of the Song Dynasty! If the politics of the Song Dynasty were clear, the officials were clean, and the people lived in peace, how could there be the largest gang in the world with hundreds of thousands of beggars like the Beggar Gang?"

Feng Bo E: "Is there such a possibility... Some of the beggars who joined the beggar gang are just lazy? I see that many of the beggars who have been begging outside the city of Gusu in the past two days are not only dressed in shabby clothes, but also dirty. It's a little bit, but the bones of the body are very strong..."

Bao BuTong said: "No, no. The people who came to Gusu this time are all the elite of the Beggar Clan. Can martial arts practitioners not be strong?"

Feng Bo evilly said: "But if you are poor and wealthy, you don't drink and eat meat. How can you get the strength to burn your muscles and bones, move your blood, and temper your internal strength? Where can they get meat? They can't eat enough just by begging... Hiss, Wouldn't they secretly engage in prostitution, gambling, cheating, and even murder and robbery?"

Bao BuTong said: "No, no, you fight all day long, so you don't know. The beggar gang is divided into two factions, the dirty clothes faction and the clean clothes faction. Among the [-] beggar gang disciples, not everyone has practice skills. Most of the beggar gang disciples only practice a few sticks for beating dogs and self-defense... In short, the rules of the beggar gang are very strict, and there are many heroes..."

Murong Fu thought to himself:
Such a majestic and upright Beggar Gang is limited to this world and the Condor Shooting and Condor Condor Jianghu.

In other worlds, the beggar gang is a den of thieves and bad breeds. The upper class is full of thugs who deserve to be hacked to death, while the lower class is mostly poor children who have been cruelly exploited...

Deng Baichuan said: "Although there are many members of the Beggars' Gang, they are the largest gang in the world and there are many heroes, but their martial arts are uneven, and they are far inferior to Shaolin's. The masters who really deserve attention, in my opinion, are the only Qiao Feng, Bai Shijing, Song Qingxi, Wu Changfeng, Xi Sanqi, Chen Guyan and a few others."

Gongye said: "Although there are not many masters of the Beggar Gang, the dog-beating formation should not be underestimated. The more people there are, the greater the power will be. However, there are not many disciples of the Beggar Gang, but there are many people..."

Feng Bo refused to accept: "How many people are amazing? I, Feng Lao Si, defeated a hundred with one and broke his dog-beating array!"

Gongye glanced at him: "You haven't counted carefully, have you? There are about 500 people from the beggar gang this time."

Feng Bo evil: "...Five, what's so great about 500 people? Isn't it just five times? I'll fight!"

Bao Differ gave a thumbs up: "The fourth is arrogant!"

He patted him on the shoulder again: "When the time comes, I'll leave it to you to fight the dog formation of the Beggar Gang."

"..." Feng Bo swallowed his saliva, but still persisted to the end: "Ha...haha, just look at me!"

There is a gust of wind in the south of the Yangtze River, do not admit defeat in a fight, afraid of who will come!

"By the way, I heard that there is a self-proclaimed sword god Zhuo Bufan who intends to challenge the young master at the martial arts conference." Gongye Qian said again: "I have seen him compete with others, and his sword skills are indeed extraordinary. , the tip of the sword can spit out half a foot of blue light, it is a real sword light, it can hurt people from the air, and even cut stones can make half-inch deep marks."

Wang Yuyan said: "Second Brother Gongye, you just said, how long is that Zhuo BuFan's sword glow?"

Gongye Gan said solemnly: "Half-foot sword light!"

Wang Yuyan nodded: "Oh..."

That's okay, my cousin's sword light is three feet long, and the bamboo stick is five feet long.Add up to be eight feet long.

Eight-foot sword circumference, your three-foot long sword plus half-foot sword light, can you reach your cousin?
Also challenged my cousin...

Really overwhelmed.

While talking, everyone counted the masters who came to Gusu this time to participate in the martial arts conference. One is to evaluate the opponent's strength, and the other is to remind their son.

Although the atmosphere when speaking was no longer as heavy and solemn as before, it was still not relaxed.

There is no way, just a single Shaolin sect, those old monks who can stun people swarm up, in fact, it is enough to make the Murong family proud.

Not to mention that there are so many big gangs and famous masters.

At this time.

Murong Fu, who hadn't participated in the discussion, suddenly said:
"There are a lot of opponents, and the pressure is a little bit high. This is human nature. However, you don't have to worry too much. You have to believe in the integrity of the heroes of the world. When the time comes, martial arts heroes from all over the world will be watching. A slightly angry master, You have to save face, and you won't swarm us and beat us up."

Everyone nodded, but...

With so many opponents, the wheel battle is enough to exhaust us!

Murong Fu chuckled again, and said:
"This Martial Arts Conference is my stage. You guys, don't make any moves. Watch me show off and cheer for me. Part-time on-site commentary is just for me."

"..." Everyone was speechless.

(End of this chapter)