I, Murong Fu, only want to cultivate immortality!

Chapter 27 027, 028, Jiangnan Murong, mighty as a dragon! [Two-in-one Chapter]

027,

The group of heroes looked at the girl in purple shirt with strange faces, and secretly regretted in their hearts:
This little girl looks lively and cute, but unfortunately she is a fool...

The five tigers of the Shan family have long been suffocated because of Murong Fu's dominance - he has six father and son, they are here to uphold justice, try Murong Fu, a madman, and earn a lot of fame by the way.

Unexpectedly, Murong Fu is so strong that it is a bit unreasonable, he can jump three to five feet high at random, and he only needs one move to beat a first-class master, so how can the father and son uphold justice and judge Murong?
The six of him, his father and son, have been paddling all the way up to now, and have not done anything serious. They are just suffocating, and suddenly such a reckless old monster comes again, and the five tigers of the Shan family can't hold back their anger immediately.

It's no wonder that the five brothers are so angry.

The "iron judge" Shan Zheng has a big family and a great business. Not only are there countless farms, but he also has two or three hundred disciples and disciples.

The father and son's six martial arts are good, and they need money and money, and they need people to have people. In the Taishan area, and even in the entire Jianghu, which martial arts person should not pay three respects to the Shan family father and son?

Even Xuanci, the Abbot of Shaolin, Xu the Elder of the Beggar Gang, and other famous martial arts figures have friendship with Shan Zheng and often communicate with each other by letter.

Such a prominent family background and reputation naturally gave rise to the temper of the five tigers of the Shan family.

Before, Murong Fu was too powerful, his methods were too amazing, and he was ruthless, killing as soon as he said it, Shan Zheng and the five sons kept silent rationally, carefully watched the situation, and planned to wait until the crowd of heroes were watching, and then act righteously and beat up the devil.

But "Nan Murong", who was already famous all over the world, has the qualifications and strength to make the father and son of the Shan family fear, so what is the so-called "Xingxiu old fairy"?
That little girl in the purple shirt is so stupid that she has a mental illness. If she can teach such a disciple, the so-called old fairy Xingxiu is probably either a fool or a liar.

For this kind of person, of course, we must strike hard.

At that moment, Shan Xiaoshan, the youngest of the Shan family's five tigers, snorted coldly and scolded:
"Where did the fool come from? Don't even look at what kind of place this is, even you group of monsters, clowns, dare to act wild here?"

As soon as Shan Xiaoshan finished speaking, the immortal Xingxiu Elder glanced at him lightly, slapped his feather fan lightly towards Shan Xiaoshan, and said with a smile:

"Little friend, I see that your Yintang is black, with dark clouds covering the top, and the omen of death is already in front of you. If you kneel down to the old fairy and kowtow nine times, the old man may help you resolve this calamity. If not, you will definitely die... "

Shan Xiaoshan laughed and said, "Sure enough, this old man's disciple is a fool, and he himself is a lunatic who talks nonsense, ha, ha, ha!"

After three loud laughs, Shan Xiaoshan fell headlong to the ground, dying of breath, with a strange smile still on his face.

The little girl in Zishan immediately shouted out in a coquettish voice:
"Old Immortal Xingxiu has boundless mana! He can judge life and death with a golden mouth! You wait for the jumping clown to be covered by the death star, why don't you quickly kneel down and ask the old immortal for guidance on how to survive?"

Ding Chunqiu, the old fairy of Xingxiu, was very satisfied when he heard it, he swayed his feathered crane lightly, and smiled with his whiskers, full of the demeanor of a fairy.

The heroes in the audience turned pale with shock.

Shan Xiaoshan died so strangely, the old fairy Xingxiu obviously didn't do anything, just pointed at him with a fan, and Shan Xiaoshan died inexplicably. All of them were smiling, with a strange appearance of "passing away with a smile"...

Could it be that the Xingxiu old fairy is really straight-talking and has the magic power to judge life and death?

The heroes were in shock, but Shan Zheng, whose son had died, had red eyes and cried out in grief, "Xiaoshan!"

He pointed at Ding Chunqiu and roared: "Old thief, what kind of magic did you use to kill my son?"

Ding Chunqiu smiled slightly and said calmly:
"That little friend disrespected Ding and offended Sui Xing, so a punishment came down and took his Yangshou. What does it have to do with this immortal? You don't want to swear at others, and dirty Ding's innocence for nothing."

Shan Zheng roared angrily: "Nonsense, shameless! You must have poisoned my son! Pay my son back!"

While speaking, he pulled out an iron whip and rushed towards the old fairy Xingxiu.

The four sons of the Shan family also followed closely behind their father, each armed with a weapon, charged towards them with a murderous aura, intending to rush forward and chop the old fairy Xingxiu into pieces.

"kill!"

Shan Zheng was old and strong, he was the first to rush to the front of XingXiu's sliding pole, he jumped up, swung his iron whip with both hands, smashed Huashan Mountain with all his strength and hit Ding ChunQiu's head.

Ding Chunqiu chuckled, didn't even get up, he directly slapped the iron whip with his bare hands.

Bang!
With a loud noise, Shan Zheng let go of the iron whip, and the person fell back. After landing, he staggered back a few steps, barely stabilized his body, his face was pale, and the corners of his mouth were already bleeding.

At this time, the four sons of the Shan family also rushed forward and besieged the old fairy Xingxiu.

The Xingxiu old fairy is still sitting upright on the sliding pole, only one palm is constantly slapping out, the palm is soft, like a continuous palm kung fu, the posture is also elegant and elegant, flowing clouds and flowing water, which is pleasing to the eye, but the palm strength is unbelievably strong After just a few slaps, the four sons of the Shan family retreated violently, all of them dropped their weapons, and the corners of their mouths were bleeding.

Shan Zheng saw that the four sons were retreating, and was about to grit his teeth and start again, when suddenly he heard a familiar expert exclaim: "Master Shan, what are you laughing at?"

What am I laughing at?
Shan Zheng looked blank, but he didn't know that in the eyes of others, his cheeks twitched and smiled twice.

Then his cheeks twitched again, another sly smile appeared, and then he fell headfirst to the ground, dying of breath, his face was like that of Shan Xiaoshan, with a smear of a strange smile solidified in the shape of a smiling spring.

Seeing this, the four sons of the Shan family were startled and saddened, and were about to run over to check on their father's condition, when they suddenly fell to the ground one by one.

They didn't die laughing, but their whole bodies were weak, their hands and feet were weak, as if their bones had been melted away. After they fell to the ground, their faces were black and black in a blink of an eye, and they died suddenly on the spot.

The famous judge Shan Zheng and his five sons were expelled in this battle!
All the heroes were dead silent, even the Shaolin monks and beggars looked at Ding Chunqiu with serious eyes.

The Shan family's father and son are not in vain, and Shan Zheng's martial arts are at least the first level of Shaolin Xuanzi's eminent monks. Perhaps these years have been pampered, and his five sons and hundreds of disciples have come forward in everything. He rarely does it himself, and his martial arts have regressed. A little bit, but it can be considered first-class.

The Shan family's five tigers combined can even draw with a master of the Xuan family.

But for such a hero, he only fought a few tricks with that Xingxiu old fairy before he died for no reason...

It is true that the father and son of the Shan family were furious, they were blindly violent when they shot, their martial arts lost their rigor, and the old fairy Xingxiu's methods were strange, and the Shan family father and son didn't know him well enough, but there is no doubt that the old fairy Xingxiu is powerful.

Especially the palm strength he showed when he smashed and flew the iron whip...

Xuanci thought to himself, even if he faced him, he might not have the slightest advantage!
At this moment, in the eyes of the heroes, the ominous might of this Xingxiu old fairy will overwhelm Murong Fu!
The girl in the purple shirt took the opportunity to drink coquettishly again:

"Xingxiu old fairy, supernatural powers! Jumping bridge clown, vulnerable! Now that you have seen the old fairy's mighty power, why don't you quickly kneel down and regard the old fairy as the leader of the martial arts?"

Well, Ding Chunqiu, the old fairy of Xingxiu, also had an ambition to be the leader of the martial arts, so he received a message from Li Qingluo Feiying, and after learning that Murong Fu had posted a hero post and held a martial arts conference, he became a disciple. Hai came here, and wanted to become a blockbuster in this martial arts conference, coercing all the heroes, and become the leader of the Central Plains martial arts alliance.

"Another martial arts leader?"

A little clever ghost rolled his eyes and thought of the idea of ​​driving away tigers and wolves, and shouted:
"Murong Fu also wants to be the leader of the martial arts! But there is only one leader, who should we worship?"

"That's right! Old Immortal Xingxiu, if you want to be the leader of the martial arts alliance, you must first pass the test of Mr. Murong! Otherwise, you can't be a double leader, right?"

"That's right! Old Immortal Xingxiu's mana is boundless, and Gusu Murong's magical skills are world-class. Whoever can be the leader of the martial arts depends on who's kung fu is stronger!"

Old Immortal Xingxiu chuckled, finally stood up from the sliding pole, looked at Murong Fu on the high platform, and said with a smile:
"Murong Fu, you are also covered by dark clouds today, your Yintang is black, and the omen of death is in front of you. If you kneel down and kowtow to the old fairy and worship me as your teacher, you will still be saved. If not, you will definitely die!"

Murong Fu gave Xingxiu the old fairy a full stage, allowing Ding Chunqiu to show off his might and perform to his heart's content.

Anyway, no matter how hard Ding Chunqiu performed, no matter how shocking the martial arts heroes were, in the end it was nothing more than a good ladder for Murong Fu.

So it wasn't until the old guy "followed the good" and started to target himself that Murong Fufang spoke leisurely:
"Old Monster Xingxiu, you shouldn't have come. If you hide in Xingxiu Sea, you can live a little longer. Now..."

He shook his head:
"You might as well guess, how many tricks will I use to kill you?"

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028, Jiangnan Murong, mighty as a dragon
How many tricks do you need to kill me?
Ding Chunqiu's smile faltered, his face darkened, and he snorted coldly:
"What a bold tone! This old man wants to see how capable you, Murong, are!"

As soon as the words fell, Ding Chunqiu took a step forward, jumped down the pole, and swept down to the high platform with a few big strides, he jumped up and soared into the air.

His body is elegant and elegant, his sleeves flutter when he walks and jumps, his white beard flutters, he is full of immortal demeanor, and has an extraordinary bearing.

Moreover, his leap was actually three zhang, and he was able to jump onto the high platform.

Before easily killing the father and son of the Shan family, he had already shown his powerful and weird palm strength, and now he showed his unrestrained and neat super lightness kung fu. Yes, definitely one of the best masters in the world.

Shaolin Xuanci thought to himself, if he fought this Xingxiu old fairy one-on-one, he might not have much chance of winning.

Only the brothers and sisters join forces to besiege, or form an Arhat formation to be sure to keep them.

However, this old monster seems to be good at using poison. The poison is invisible, odorless and tasteless. The siege may not be effective for him, but it will be convenient for him to take advantage of the chaos to poison.

Shaolin masters feel that Ding Chunqiu is difficult to deal with, let alone other forces.

The Beggars' Clan is all due to its large number of people, as well as Qiao Feng's superb martial arts, famous reputation, and pseudo-top forces. All the elders and helmsmen present are confident that they can survive ten moves under Ding Chunqiu's hands. .

Other so-called first-class masters, such as Duan Zhengchun, are also very afraid of Ding Chunqiu.

However, at this time Ding Chunqiu will compete with Murong again for the "Leader of the Martial Arts Alliance", the heroes are still looking forward to it.

When two tigers fight, there must be one injury.

In this battle between dragons and tigers, in the confrontation between the two powerhouses, it may be said that one will die and the other will be injured!
For the one that survived, the heroes swarmed up, firing their knives in unison, and they could have chopped it into pieces without any effort at all.

This martial arts catastrophe can be turned into invisible.

The heroes look forward to watching.

Ding Chunqiu who climbed onto the high platform let out a long laugh and shouted:

"Murong, the old man is over sixty years old, you are young and strong, do you dare to face my old man with a palm?"

While speaking, he raised his palm, and with a bang, a wave of palm force blasted out, directly hitting Murong Fu's chest.

This palm of his seems to be majestic and majestic, upright and bright, but in fact, in the strength of the palm, there is a hidden transformation power that is highly poisonous, and can dissolve the opponent's power.

Even if the opponent is powerful enough to take over his palm strength, it is inevitable that he will be plotted against by Hua Gong Dafa and be cut off a little bit of his power.

Afterwards, it will naturally become weaker and weaker, and even all his skills will be lost by him, turning him into a weak scum with no power to restrain a chicken, allowing him to slaughter him.

From Ding Chunqiu's point of view, Murong Fu became famous at a young age and was full of youthful vigor. On such an occasion where all eyes were on him, when faced with a challenge from an old man in his sixties, he would definitely not dodge and dodge. Where is Murong's face?

The facts are exactly as Ding Chunqiu expected.

When his superficially majestic, insidious and hidden transformation palm power rushed towards him, Murong Fu really smiled slightly, raised his palm, and forcibly shook Ding ChunQiu's palm power.

Seeing this, Ding Chunqiu's mouth suddenly revealed a touch of complacency, but the smile had not had time to fully bloom, and it was completely frozen.

He predicted Murong Fu's mentality correctly, but he predicted Murong Fu's strength wrongly!

Boom!

Like a series of rolling thunders, amidst the deafening roar, the power of Murong Fu's palm surged out violently, blasting out ripples visible to the naked eye in the air.

This palm doesn't have any bells and whistles, and it's not a supernatural skill, just eight words: use force to attack, crush with force!

That terrifying palm force was like a wall of mountains moving horizontally, with unstoppable and majestic force, it crushed Ding Chunqiu's palm force, crushed his arm with one blow, and slammed heavily on Ding Chunqiu's body.

Bang!
In the tooth-piercing explosion.

Ding Chunqiu seemed to be hit head-on by an overloaded heavy-duty muck truck, and he was thrown backward without saying a word.

When flying in the air, he made a series of crisp bone-shattering sounds like roasted beans from all over his body, sprinkled blood spots all over the sky, and finally threw a perfect arc, and with a bang, he fell back on the sliding rod, and the The slider smashed to pieces.

Even the few disciples of the Xingxiu Sect who were carrying the sliding pole were smashed to the bone and wailed.

And Ding Chunqiu himself...

It has turned into a puddle of mud, all over the body, except for the head, not even a complete bone can be found!

The place was dead silent again.

The heroes were dumbfounded again, numb with shock.

What about the agreed-upon fight between the dragon and the tiger?

What about the fierce and thrilling battle that was promised?
Is this over?

When he appeared on the stage, he was so majestic that he easily wiped out the father and son of the Shan family, the Xingxiu old fairy...

He just slapped Murong Fu, and died suddenly. Are you ready to start the banquet?

really?
This is all an illusion, right?

The crowd was stunned, and all the disciples of the Xingxiu Sect who had been exaggerating and boasting about their abilities just now were all trembling and pale.

The little girl in purple shirt turned her head timidly, glanced at Ding Chunqiu's muddy body, then at his dead head with bulging eyes, she swallowed in fear.

Afterwards, she turned her head again, looked at the majestic and handsome young man on the stage, a flash of enthusiasm flashed in her eyes, and suddenly she shouted in a charming voice:
"Murong in the south of the Yangtze River is as mighty as a dragon! Command the world, dare not refuse!"

"Shaolin clown, the gang of beggars jumping on the beam! Xingxiu old monster, committing suicide! Only I, Murong, become the king of the martial arts!"

"If you bow your head to Murong all your life, even a rotten bug can become a real dragon!"

Inside and outside the deadly silence of the venue, only the crisp, tender and imposing slogans of the little girl in purple echoed repeatedly.

this moment.

No one thinks that the little girl in Zishan's slogan is exaggerated.

Purely in terms of martial arts, Murong Fu has indeed been able to bear the four words "divine mighty as a dragon".

Murong Fu on the stage looked at the little girl in purple shirt in surprise, and said to the four great generals and Azhu Abi behind him:
"Did you hear that? This is called professionalism. That little girl is nice, I like it very much, take it and be a maid."

Abi, Azhu, and one more Azi.

It seems good to gather a group of three-color maidservants?

Murong Fu waved at Ah Zi.

AhZi's eyes lit up, she was about to go up the stage, she turned around suddenly, ran back to Ding ChunQiu's side, rummaged through his body, and found a small cauldron, an almost transparent silk thread .

Seeing this, Ding Chunqiu's eldest disciple, Zhai Xingzi, said sadly:
"Ah Zi, do you dare to deceive your master and destroy your ancestor?"

Ah Zi stuck out her tongue at him, and smiled:
"Master is dead, and the Xingxiu faction is finished! Now that Mr. Murong wants me to go there, do you dare to stop me?"

Saying that, grabbing the small cauldron and Si Suo and ran away, Zhai Xingzi stared at Ah Zi's back with an uncertain expression, but he never dared to lay hands on her.

Ah Zi quickly ran to the side of the high platform, followed the stairs to the high platform, bounced up to Murong Fu, bowed to him, and said softly:
"Ah Zi pays homage to Young Master Murong! These are the treasures of XingXiu, the Shenmu Wangding and Rou Sisuo, Ah Zi is willing to dedicate them to Young Master!"

In fact, AhZi covets Ding ChunQiu's two treasures very much, and has been planning to steal them away for a long time.

However, in her mind, Ding Chunqiu, who was once terrifying like a demon king, under Murong Fu's hands today, can't even hold a palm. The image immediately collapsed, replaced by Murong Fu's image of invincible divine power like a dragon.

With Ah Zi's quick wit, she immediately understood:
Ding Chunqiu's martial arts are not worth mentioning, and his treasure is not worth mentioning either, if he really wants to practice peerless martial arts, he must hug Mr. Murong's thigh!

Therefore, now she can generously dedicate the two treasures that she has coveted for a long time to Murong Fu as a step up.

Of course Murong Fu knows what kind of heart this little girl hides under her innocent and lovely appearance - she is not like a snake, born a wicked child, she is just distorted by the Xingxiu School, she doesn't know what is right, What is wrong, do not know what is good, what is evil, and almost no normal empathy.

Just like a naughty boy, innocent and cruel.

For Ah Zi, normal educational methods are useless.

But Murong Fu is a cultivator, how could he not be able to train a little girl?

At that moment he smiled slightly and said:
"That's right. From today on, you are a member of my Murong family."

As he spoke, he accepted the two gifts from Ah Zi.

Although the Shenmu Wangding and Rousi Suo are only mortal products, they have very good foundations, and you can try to refine them into magic weapons.

Seeing that Murong Fu accepted the gift and promised to accept her, Ah Zi immediately smiled, saluted Murong Fu, and said emphatically, "Thank you, my lord!"

He quickly stood behind Murong Fu, stood side by side with A'Zhu and A'Bi, making a cute appearance.

Murong Fu smiled, handed two small gifts to Ah Zhu, took the nine-section lightning rod from Ah Bi, walked to the edge of the high platform with the staff, looked around at the crowd below, and said with a smile:

"Today is also interesting. The old monster Xingxiu stepped in. But it doesn't matter, it's time to adjust the performance. Now let's continue. Where is the beggar gang beating dogs?"

The expressions of the elders of the Beggar Gang changed, and they exchanged eye contact for a while, Bai Shijing gritted his teeth and said:

"Bu Da Dog Formation!"

The five hundred disciples of the Beggars' Clan immediately dispersed and set up a formation.

Murong Fu laughed, and looked at the Shaolin monks again:
"Where is the Shaolin Arhat Formation?"

Xuan Ci glanced at Ding ChunQiu's corpse, and whispered: "Amitabha... the Brahman Formation!"

The group of monks took their positions and formed a formation in a blink of an eye.

Murong Fu smiled:
"Very well, today I will break the formation alone, and I will convince you all!"

While speaking, he soared into the air, like a goshawk, and first flew towards the beggar gang's dog fighting formation.

As soon as he vacated, someone shouted from the audience:

"While he is in the air, An Qingzi greets him!"

shhhhhh...

With the sound of breaking through the air, all kinds of hidden weapons, such as iron lotus seeds, copper coin darts, bone-penetrating nails, ox hair needles, sleeve arrows, throwing knives, etc., shot out from the crowd. Murong Fu shot in the air.

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