I, Murong Fu, only want to cultivate immortality!

Chapter 26 026, the old fairy of Xingxiu has boundless mana!
Xuannian?

There is something about the old monk's name!

It's a pity to fight with me, there won't be any suspense in this battle.

Murong Fu looked at the old monk Xuan Nian and asked with a smile:

"The Great Monk doesn't use weapons?"

Xuan Nian said in a deep voice:

"The poor monk is good at Shaolin Eagle Claw Kung Fu."

Murong Fu smiled and said:
"Since that's the case, then I will only use the Eagle Claw Kung Fu, and learn the Great Monk's Shaolin Eagle Claw Kung Fu for a while."

Saying that, he threw the nine-section lightning rod to Abi, lifted the hem of his gown, and made a gesture of "please" to Xuan Nian:

"Great monk, let's do it!"

Without further ado, Xuan Nian kicked his feet, his upper body leaned forward, and leaped forward with lightning, like a flying eagle that was preying on the ground. The crowing of goshawks is deafening.

"Eagle Claw Kungfu" is popular among the general public in the Jianghu, and it is widely spread as a dragon-level martial art. Even many performers can do it a few times.

However, "Shaolin Eagle Claw Kungfu" is one of the 72 unique skills, so it is naturally not something that can be touched by ordinary eagle claw kung fu.

Executed by Xuan Nian, a master of the Xuan family who has been immersed in eagle claw skills for many years, not only is the move exquisite and unpredictable, but it is also powerful enough to split human bones. .

Murong Fu is proficient in a hundred schools of martial arts, but the eagle claw kung fu he practiced is really just the most common eagle claw hand in the world.

Seeing Xuan Nian's Shaolin Eagle Claw Kungfu at this moment, he couldn't help but his eyes lit up, and he praised:
"Great monk, good eagle claw!"

While speaking, Xuan Nian's chain of eagle claws was about to grab his chest and abdomen, but at this moment Murong Fu's toes lightly tapped the ground, and his body suddenly soared into the sky, leaping five feet high.

This jump is a full two feet higher than when he jumped onto the high platform before!
When he jumped up, his whole body was filled with qi and blood, and the qi wave was tumbling, and the mighty energy came out through his body, and condensed around him into a phantom of a giant eagle visible to the naked eye, lifelike, with wide wings and eyes like lightning!

If Xuan Nian's Eagle Claw Kung Fu gives the impression of a fierce and fierce predatory eagle, then Murong Fu at this time is the king of eagles!

Soar into the sky, king of eagles!
What Murong Fu practiced was indeed just ordinary Eagle Claw Kung Fu.

But what he used to activate this skill was not internal force, but the spiritual power of the second level of Qi Refining!
Using the means of a cultivator to activate the mundane martial arts in the low martial arts world, any martial arts can turn decay into magic!
Seeing this scene, everyone in the audience was once again dumbfounded and dumbfounded.

Countless people blinked incomprehensibly, and even rubbed their eyes hard, suspecting that they were hallucinating.

Don't talk about them.

Even the Four Great Generals, Azhu Abi, who had long been accustomed to the miraculous power of his son, were shocked and unable to extricate themselves.

The theoretical master Wang Yuyan, who is also proficient in a hundred schools of martial arts, also opened her small mouth in surprise, her beautiful eyes were full of shock, and she kept thinking about which school of martial arts would show this kind of vision of a giant eagle with true energy Effect.

Everyone was shocked and speechless.

Murong Fu hung in the air for a few breaths, suddenly his body turned upside down, head down, feet up, and swooped down.

As soon as he moved, the phantom of the giant eagle condensed around him flapped its wings and swooped down.

Boo!
Amidst the crowing of the giant eagle, Murong Fu squeezed the claws with both hands, and struck out fiercely, the force of the claws pierced the air, making a tearing sound like silk.

The phantom of the giant eagle following his swooping tendency also protruded a pair of eagle claws, grabbing at Xuan Nian fiercely.

Xuan Nian's scalp was also numb from the shock of Murong Fu's "Eagle Claw Skill".

Especially when the phantom of the giant eagle was probing for its claws, before the claws reached, the terrifying wind pressure from the sky had already made his beard dance wildly, his monk robe fluttered, his face trembled, and his breathing was suffocated.

The key is that he can't dodge this move!

Although there is no such thing as "air mechanism locking, qi mechanism pulling" in this world, and Xuan Nian has never had a similar feeling before, but at this moment, he really felt it, something mysterious and indescribable The breath has locked him tightly.

No matter how I dodge, Murong Fu, the flying king of eagles, will change with him, follow him like a shadow, endlessly!
Martial arts have reached the level of Xuan Nian's level of both martial arts and internal strength. Even if they don't understand the principle of "qi lock", the martial artist's intuition is enough to support the old monk to make an accurate judgment.

In the blink of an eye, Xuan Nian gave up the idea of ​​wandering and dodging. With a loud roar, he urged all his internal energy, pierced through his fingers, and stretched out both claws. Amidst the crackling sound of the sky, he swung a counterattack at the Eagle King who was fighting in the sky. Claw!
Bang bang bang!
Three thunderous crashes sounded, mixed with the sound of bone cracking.

With years of pure inner strength, Xuan Nian and Murong Fu shook hands.

The first claw, all five fingers of the left hand were severed.

For the second claw, all five fingers of the right hand are folded.

The third claw, the shoulder bone was caught by Murong Fu's claw, and the shoulder blade was shattered!

Afterwards, Murong Fu fell to the ground lightly, and when his feet landed on the ground, he clasped the old monk's shoulder blade with one hand, and threw him off the high platform with a light throw.

There was a burst of exclamation among the Shaolin monks.

A middle-aged monk snatched away the crowd, jumped up, and caught Xuan Nian in the air.

As soon as his hands touched Xuan Nian, the middle-aged monk of the Hui generation was shocked, groaned, and staggered back.

After retreating three steps in a row, the monk had just stabilized his footsteps, and his face had already turned as pale as paper.

He raised his head and looked at Murong Fu on the stage with a face full of horror, and then carefully examined Xuan Nian, seeing that his uncle's ten fingers were broken, his shoulder blades were broken, his face was like gold paper, his breathing was weak, but at least he was still alive, he let out a sigh of relief , hurriedly returned to the Shaolin team with Xuan Nian in his arms for rescue.

And Murong Fu put his hands behind his back, stared in all directions, and said in a low voice:

"Who else?"

The audience became silent again.

Even Xuan Nian, a first-class master of the Xuan family, was defeated by one move. The key was Murong Fu's methods, which were simply miraculous and unheard of—Zhuo Feifan also suspected that he was the entrustment of Murong Fu, and questioned the two people's "sword glow" They are all just blindfolds from the same source, but Xuan Nian, as an eminent monk of the Xuan family, couldn't possibly be entrusted by Murong Fu, right?
The phantom of the giant eagle on Murong Fu's body, which looks like the king of eagles, can't be a deception, right?

In the eyes of many martial arts people, Murong Fu's methods have gone beyond the scope of traditional martial arts, and are already close to those strange arts in legends!
Once again when all horses are at a loss.

Shaolin Xuanci finally sighed and said:
"Young Master Murong, the poor monk just wants to ask you, my junior brother Xuan Bei, but you killed him?"

"Are you asking now?" Murong Fu said indifferently: "The matter has come to this point, what's the point of talking more? Whether it is me who killed Xuanbei or not, the three things I want to do must have a result today."

"What a big breath!"

Bai Shijing, the elder of the beggar gang, took a step forward and said with a sneer:
"You killed my vice-leader Ma of the Beggar Gang, and I, Bai Shijing, will never give up with you! The Beggar Gang won't submit to you, so you should give up! Don't you claim to be invincible in martial arts? Dare to enter my gang of beggars and fight dogs?"

When Murong Fu heard this, he couldn't help but look sideways at this person: Are you that Bai Shijing who slept with Kang Min?

Didn't you and Kang Min collude and kill Ma Dayuan?
Having said that, in today's event, there are quite a lot of dignified and famous people!
For example, this Bai Shijing, or that bald man Xuanci...

Tianlong Jianghu is really in a mess.

I, who want to be a big villain in an upright manner, who can clearly single out the entire martial arts world with chariots and horses, will become an open and upright person!
When he was distracted, an old monk among the Shaolin monks said in a deep voice:
"Shaolin Arhat formation, I also want to invite Mr. Murong to join the formation!"

The Arhat Formation formed by a group of bald old men of Xuanzi generation, the number one in the world can also be praised to you!

Seeing that Shaolin and the beggar gang were about to attack, all the heroes cheered up together, and some heroes shouted:
"For a lunatic like Murong Fu, there is no need to talk about morals. If the big guys rush up, no matter how good his martial arts are, there will be times when his internal energy will be exhausted! We can use people to kill him!"

"That's right, why bother to talk about the rules of the rivers and lakes with this kind of person? Let's go shoulder to shoulder!"

"To deal with demons and heretics, don't care about whether the methods are upright or not, just say hello to Qingzi first!"

"Very good..." Murong Fu was about to say: I thought it was too troublesome to go to each other, but your proposal is just what I like, let's go to everyone together!I want to hit a thousand!

Before the words were spoken, a burst of lively and noisy music suddenly came from the other side of the mountain road, even suppressing the din of the audience.

Then, amidst the lively drumming like a funeral team, a neat and loud slogan sounded:

"Old Immortal Constellation, the mana is boundless! The supernatural powers are vast, and the law drives the Central Plains!"

"Shaolin clown, the gang of beggars jumping on the beam! Gusu Murong, is insane! Only my old fairy, the martial arts king!"

"I bow my head to the old fairy for the rest of my life, so that you can live longer and prolong your life!"

Amidst the exaggerated sound of drums and slogans, a team dressed in strange shapes, carrying a sliding pole, swaggered into the venue from the mountain road.

On the sliding pole, sat an old man with white beard and white hair, holding a feather fan, with an extraordinary bearing and a fairy-like appearance.

This old man is not well-known in Central Plains and Jiangnan martial arts, very few people have heard of his name, at this time, his disciples saw this man called Shaolin a clown, and the Beggar Gang as a jumping beam, even Murong Fu was beaten as a madman. There was an uproar among the heroes.

I've seen a crazy one before, but I didn't expect that the newcomer is even crazier than Murong Fu!
He even stomped on Shaolin, the Beggar Gang, and Murong all over again, and even asked the gods to "reign the king of the martial arts" and ask all the heroes to bow their heads to worship the old immortals for the rest of their lives...

Where did this so-called "XingXiu old fairy" come from?
The heroes are in shock and uncertainty.

The team of the Xingxiu old fairy has already arrived on the field.

A young girl in a purple shirt who looked to be only fifteen or sixteen years old, with bright eyes, was lively and childish, walked out of the team swaggeringly, and shouted:

"Xingxiu old fairy, you can't drive south of the Yangtze River! You jumping beam clowns, why don't you quickly bow your head to the old fairy?"

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(End of this chapter)