I, Murong Fu, only want to cultivate immortality!

Chapter 25 025, the first bird?Seconds!
"Sword God" Zhuo Bufan jumped out this time to show off, and it really wasn't just for the sake of fame.

He originally came from the "One Character Wisdom Sword Sect", but all 62 members of the sect from three generations were killed by Tianshan Child Elder, only Zhuo Bufan escaped by luck.

Zhuo Bufan was terrified at the time. He ran from Fujian to the remote and inaccessible Changbai Mountain to hide from the limelight in one breath. He did not expect to get a sword scripture left by a senior expert in the mountain. He practiced hard for 20 years. Years, finally miraculously accomplished.

After leaving the mountain, he tried his sword in Hebei, killed several masters in one breath, felt that he was invincible, and finally had the courage to take revenge on Tianshan Child Elder.

However, Tianshan Child Elder's martial arts are too high and there are many minions. Although Zhuo Bufan claims to be the best in the world in swordsmanship, he is also worried about being surrounded by countless minions led by Tianshan Child Elder.

This time when I heard that Murong Fu held a martial arts conference and threatened to punish Shaolin and destroy the beggar gang, Zhuo Bufan suddenly fell asleep and fell to his pillow——If I kill Murong Fu in public and avenge Shaolin Xuanbei and the beggar gang Ma Dayuan, In the future, when I seek revenge from Tianshan Child Elder, won't I be able to get help from Shaolin and the Beggar Clan?

So Zhuo Bufan came all the way to Gusu, first he made a small name for himself with his sword, and at today's martial arts conference, seeing all the masters present, Zhuo Bufan couldn't hold back immediately, he was the first to appear on the stage, and he wanted to become famous in one battle And make good friends.

In fact, he also knew that it would be better to wait for Shaolin, the Beggar Clan and even the heroes of the world to be defeated by Murong Fu's subordinates before making a move, so as to get more favors and form more good ties.

But he was also worried, with so many masters present, what if Murong Fu was defeated or even beheaded by others first?
He can't jump out again, resurrect Murong and kill him again, right?

Therefore, they simply took advantage of Murong Fu's raging words to provoke the group of heroes into rage, when they were in a state of anger, and killed Murong Fu in this way, the effect would not be much worse.

Murong Fu also knew about Zhuo Bufan's reputation, and even knew about his future deeds - after all, he is the only swordsman in the world of Tianlong who can shoot sword light!

Murong Fu didn't remember the Qingcheng School and the Funiu School who were said to have died under him, but he really remembered this one.

Out of respect for the famous people in his memory, Murong Fu smiled and said:
"Mr. Zhuo really wants to challenge me? You must know that swords have no eyes. If one is not good, you may die."

Zhuo Bufan let out a long laugh:
"Mr. Murong has a great reputation, and he threatened to be the leader of the martial arts. Of course, Zhuo wants to see Mr. Murong's real kung fu, and weigh Mr. Murong's weight for the heroes of the world! Besides!"

He pulled out the long sword, flicked it with his fingers, the sword edge trembled, and issued a clear and joyful sword cry:

"Ten years of sharpening the sword, but I haven't tried the frosted edge. I am a warrior, and the sword song is generous. Zhuo's sword is out of the sheath today. Not only does he want to test the sharpness of Mr. Murong, but he also wants to use the sword to punish rape and evil! With this thought , why do you cherish blood spattering five steps?
"Murong Fu, you killed Shaolin Master Xuanbei, the deputy head of the Beggar Sect Ma, and the two heads of the Funiu Sect and the Qingcheng Sect! Zhuo is not talented, and he is willing to use the sword in his hand to replace all the innocent people who died in vain under the hands of Mr. Murong. Victims, seek justice!"

These righteous and awe-inspiring words came out, and immediately won the applause of the audience.

Even the members of Shaolin and the Beggar Clan admired his integrity and gave him a few words of praise.

Zhuo Bufan was very proud for a moment, he pointed his long sword obliquely at Murong Fu, pouring his inner energy into the sword, the tip of the sword hummed suddenly, and spit out a half-foot green glow.

Seeing this, all the heroes in the audience immediately exclaimed:
"Sword glow! It's actually sword glow!"

"My God, this is really an eye-opener. There is actually someone who can practice such a sword glow that is visible to the naked eye!"

Even masters like Xuanci and Duan Zhengchun, who are good at splitting palms and fingers, and can strike several feet or even ten feet in the air, can't help but secretly nod when they see Zhuo Bufan's sword light.

Hearing the voices from the audience, Zhuo Bufan felt even more proud, but on his face he looked generous:
"Murong Fu, let's fight! Zhuo is old, I want you to do three tricks. After three tricks, life and death will be decided!"

"Give me three tricks?"

The corners of Murong Fu's mouth raised, revealing a strange smile:

"Mr. Zhuo, if you can take one of my moves and survive, I will be willing to bow down."

After finishing speaking, he raised the nine-section thunder stick, and made a sword move with the bamboo stick, a vigorous, simple, straight center stab without fancy, and stabbed at Zhuo Bufan's chest.

Zhuo Bufan saw that although his sword was swift and sharp, but his moves were ordinary, even with too much force, there was no room for change, so he couldn't help laughing to himself:
Nan Murong is so famous, and Cai Cai's lightness kung fu just now is really beautiful, but he didn't expect the sword skills to be so clumsy, it's really eye-catching!
Sword, that's not how it's used!

While smiling, he swung his long sword obliquely, trying to block Murong Fu's thrust that had no room for change.

However, just as he was swinging the sword, there was a sudden hum from the top of Murong Fu's bamboo stick, and a bright green sword light spit out.

The sword light was three feet long, and it came very abruptly. It instantly broke through the safe distance Zhuo Bufan predicted based on the length of the bamboo stick, and pierced into his heart without mercy.

Murong Fu will not be used to this kind of guy who wants to use himself as a ladder and step on himself to make a name for himself.

If you want to decide whether to win or lose, but also to decide whether to live or die, then I will give you a death sentence!
Zhuo Bufan stared wide-eyed, looking in disbelief at the azure sword light piercing his heart, and really wanted to scold the little thief Murong for not talking about martial arts, Lin Bei showed the sword light before the battle, you How could Murong Fu hide it, and suddenly burst out such a long sword light just before making a move?Isn't this pure deceit!

But when he opened his mouth, he only spat out a mouthful of blood, and then he rolled his eyes, his body went limp, and he fell to the ground, and he was done.

All the heroes in the audience who were cheering for Zhuo Bufan suddenly looked like a rooster whose neck had been strangled. All kinds of cheers and shouts stopped abruptly, and everyone was dumbfounded.

Xuanci and other bald old men of the Xuanzi generation, the elders and rudder masters of the Beggar Clan, the You brothers of Juxianzhuang, the iron-faced judge Shan Zheng... and other famous people in the venue, as well as the people who peeped from the trees hanging in the forest outside the venue. Some masters also looked at Murong Fu in disbelief, some even couldn't help rubbing their eyes.

"Didn't you get dazzled just now? Did you read it wrong? Murong Fu... took a bamboo stick and forced out the sword glow? Or is it a three-foot sword glow?"

Murong Fu ignored everyone's shock and astonishment, and only said lightly:
"Take it away."

Feng Bo'e and Bao BuTong consciously stepped forward, one raised his hand and the other his foot, and carried Zhuo Bufan's body down to the Huqiu Pagoda.

Murong Fu looked around the audience again, and said calmly:

"Who else?"

There was no sound in the audience, and everyone was surprised and uncertain.

After a long while, someone whispered:

"Isn't it fake? Isn't Zhuo Bufan a top-notch expert? How can he die immediately? It's as fragile as touching porcelain..."

"Then Zhuo Bufan...could it be Murong Fu's request? Otherwise, his lightness kung fu is not bad, and his swordsmanship is not bad, why did he fail to catch a single move and just die like this?"

"Hey! It's possible! Zhuo Bufan's origin is unknown. I've never heard of him before. He popped up out of nowhere, and became popular out of nowhere. He died out of nowhere today. It's Murong Fu's request!"

"The sword glow is a legend at all, no one has seen it before, I suspect it's a blindfold, Zhuo Bufan's is, and Murongfu's is too. Hiss...their sword glows are both blue, I'm afraid they are not the same blindfold!"

"It makes sense! Zhuo Bufan made a half-foot sword light, and Murong Fu made a three-foot sword light. This is obviously an excuse! Otherwise, wouldn't Murong Fu's skill be six times higher than Zhuo Bufan's? How is this possible? ? How old is Murong Fu? How could he have such power?"

"...How about going to the tower to check Zhuo Bufan's body?"

No one answered this question.

If you don't check, you can still comfort yourself, questioning Murong Fu and asking for a fake beating.

Going to check, in case Zhuo Bufan is found to be really dead...

It can't be said that Zhuo Bufan is the dead man of the Murong family, and he used his life to set off the strength of Murong Fu, right?
Of course, only second- and third-rate warriors with poor eyesight would have such thoughts.

The real first-rate warriors, however, can see clearly, knowing that Zhuo Bufan was indeed pierced by the sword light, and died beyond the limit.

"Murong Fu's strikes are really ruthless, leaving nothing to chance..." Duan Zhengchun said with a serious expression, "It seems that Shaolin Master Xuanbei, the deputy head of the Beggar Sect Ma, and the heads of the Qingcheng and Funiu sects really may have died in the It was in his hand. Yu'er was really lucky last time, he ran into Murong Fu, fell into his sorcery, and survived, and didn't become a blind and foolish person..."

Ba Tianshi said in a low voice: "My lord, what should we do? Let Murong Fu show off his might?"

Duan Zhengchun pondered for a while, then slowly said: "Look first. After all, we are not a pure martial arts sect..."

At this time, the audience felt a little silent.

The morale of the heroes was hit hard by Zhuo Bufan—the reputation of "Sword God" Zhuo Bufan was really not blown out. A few days before the martial arts conference, Zhuo Bufan tried his sword in Gusu, and in the city of Gusu To make friends with the sword, he has really defeated several famous masters, and his martial arts have been tested in actual combat, and they are indeed of first-class level.

A top-notch master, one touch will die...

This thing is really kind of scary.

A group of second- and third-rate warriors all looked at the two strongest forces present, Shaolin and the Beggars' Gang, hoping that these two top-ranking forces, which were also targeted by Murong Fu, would stand up and suppress Murong Fu arrogance.

"Let me do it!"

Seeing the hopeful gazes of the crowd, an old monk stepped out from the crowd, stretched out his arms, and soared into the sky like an eagle soaring, started from the same spot for more than two feet, and grabbed a piece of bamboo pole with his front claws. , pulled hard, and when the big bamboo stick with the thick mouth of the bowl shattered with a sound, the person flew more than two feet away, circled and swooped in the air, and landed on the high platform like a vulture.

"Amitabha, the poor monk Xuan Nian, to learn the wisdom of Murong Benefactor!"

The old monk put his palms together and said in a deep voice.

(End of this chapter)