Murong Fu Dongfangqing

"One-on-one?" Murong Fu raised his brows slightly, and asked out of his mouth.

Hong Qigong was taken aback for a moment, and couldn't help rolling his eyes, "Why, don't you think you can fight two with one enemy?"

Murong Fu smiled awkwardly, and his heart became ready to move again. After all, if he singled out one of them, he thought that even if he lost, he would not be too far behind. For such a legendary character, since he met him, he didn't want to fight is fake.

Hong Qigong turned his head and glanced at Feng Qingyang, "This kid is good, I want to move my shins!"

Feng Qingyang took a deep look at Murong Fu, the corner of his mouth slightly curved, "I'll wait and see!"

After finishing speaking, I didn't see how he moved, but his body actually moved two or three feet to the other side out of thin air.

Murong Fu's pupils shrank slightly at the moment, not to mention anything else, but Feng Qingyang's untraceable lightness kung fu, he thought he couldn't do it, then he glanced at the four people behind him, "Stay away, too!"

"Young Master, be careful!" Hearing Feng Chuixue say in unison, she dodged a few feet away.

Yue Lingshan opened her mouth, but didn't say anything, and followed Lin Pingzhi, and retreated.

Only now did Murong Fu look at Hong Qigong, and made a please gesture with his right hand, "Please enlighten me, senior!"

"You are a junior in martial arts, the old beggar will let you do three tricks first, so as not to say that I am bullying the small with the big!" Hong Qigong lifted the vermilion gourd around his waist, took a big sip of wine, put his hands behind his back, and slowly Said.

Murong Fu's eyes narrowed slightly. Originally, with his character, if others asked him to do three moves, he would not be polite. He must use his strongest three moves with a thunderous force, but when he saw Hong Qigong's gray beard and hair, When the wrinkles between his brows became more and more aged, he couldn't help but wonder, if he was killed with a single blow, would Guo Jing find himself desperate?

Hong Qigong saw that Murong Fu didn't move for a long time, he seemed to be hesitating, his heart moved, and he said: "Don't worry, boy, the old beggar won't really hurt you, as long as you use all your strength, you can prove it with me. Fan, it will be revealed today!"

Murong Fu was speechless at the moment, "Am I afraid that you will hurt me?" With a slander in his heart, he said rather euphemistically: "Senior doesn't know something, and this junior has just completed his magical skills, so I'm afraid that if I can't control my strength, I will hurt senior... ..."

"Pfft", Ting Feng not far away couldn't hold it back immediately, and laughed out loud, "You old beggar is too funny, my son's skill is the best in the past and present, how can you hurt it just because you say it! But you Even at this age, I don't know if I can get a palm from my young master!"

Tingfeng was influenced by Murong Fu since he was a child, except for Murong Fu, he didn't have any concept of superiority or inferiority. When Yue Lingshan and Lin Pingzhi faced a martial arts veteran like Hong Qigong, they didn't want to make fun of him, even if they spoke loudly. dare not.

Feng Qingyang also couldn't help chuckling, "You old beggar, don't pretend to be humble, I'm sure, if you really let him do three tricks, you will definitely lose to him!"

Hong Qigong seemed to be greatly stimulated, and immediately glared angrily, "Boy, even if this old man dies at your hands, I won't blame you, just do it!"

"But Xiangyang City..."

Before the word "Jing" came out, Hong Qigong reached into the air with his right hand, drew a semicircle, and with a sound of hoo, a round and mellow palm force flew towards Murong Fu like a wall, it was Jianglong Eighteen palms, and the most powerful one, Kanglong Youhui.

Before the power of the palm arrived, the strong wind blew Murong Fu's sleeve robe, even Yue Lingshan and the others, who were several feet away, felt the strong wind blowing against their faces, their breathing was condensed, and they were secretly amazed, as expected of the nine fingers. The god beggar Hong Qigong has such momentum as soon as he strikes, but I don't know if Mr. Murong can resist it!

Yue Lingshan had a worried look on her face, but Lin Pingzhi had seen Murong Fu make a move before, and knew that such palm strength could not stop him. As for listening to the wind and blowing snow, in their hearts, Murong Fu was number one in the world, so there was nothing to worry about .

"嗤嗤嗤" sounded several times, Murong Fu pointed out several fingers in the air with both hands, and immediately shot out several fiery and pure fingers, hitting the wall in Hong Qigong's palm respectively.

To Murong Fu's surprise, Yi Yang Zhi, who was always invincible, went straight into the "wall" and disappeared, as if he had been "swallowed".

Startled for a moment, Murong Fu understood, this is not being swallowed, but because Hong Qigong's palm strength seems to be strong, but in fact it is extremely soft, so the broken palm with fingers lost its effect.

After Hong Qigong sent out this palm, his expression didn't change at all, he suddenly jumped up in the air, and then slapped Kanglong Youhui from a high position, he looked like he still had the strength to spare.

In the blink of an eye, Murong Fu's hands blurred for a while, and he made a complicated gesture. Seeing that the power of his palm reached his body, he suddenly swiped in the air, and all the power of Kang Long Youhui's palm disappeared.

Hong Qigong, who had just landed, couldn't help being stunned, but seeing that Murong Fu was also making a circle with his left hand, he swung his right palm upwards and pushed it out obliquely. There was a sound of "roar" like a dragon's chant, and his palm hit like a hill. Hong Qigong's palm in the air.

"Bang bang" two cracking sounds came out, and the palm strength of both sides dissipated.

It's a long story, but from Hong Qigong's strike to Murong Fu's release, it's only two or three breaths.

Hong Qigong was dumbfounded, "Boy, do you also know how to subdue the dragon with eighteen palms?"

Murong Fu smiled slightly, and was about to pretend to be a bit mysterious, when Feng Qingyang's questioning voice came from the side, "Could this be the change of the Murong family?"

Murong Fu immediately swallowed the words that came to his throat, and Feng Qing raised his eyes, "That's right, it's just the stars changing!"

"Tsk tsk, I didn't expect such wonderful martial arts to exist in the world. Presumably the reason why your Murong family is called 'Returning the way of the other' is probably because of this kung fu!" Hong Qigong said in amazement. , After thinking about it for a while, I understood the source of Murong's family's reputation.

Murong Fu smiled sheepishly, and said vaguely, "Probably!"

Hong Qigong didn't ask any further questions, his eyes were radiant, "The old beggar used three points of strength just now, now it's going to use six points, be careful!"

Immediately raise a palm, bully the body and go up, the power of the palm is concentrated but not released, when Murong Fu gets close, he strikes out with a palm, and immediately a wave of power like a dragon roars out.

It's another move of Kanglong Youhui, but compared to the previous palm, the palm strength is a little weaker, but it's as fast as lightning, and in the blink of an eye, it's already within an inch of Murong Fu's body.

Murong Fu was startled, he had never seen such Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms before, he immediately turned all his internal energy, his body surface seemed to be covered with a layer of shining white light, it was the true energy for protecting the body.

But as soon as the white light came on, Hong Qigong's strength was already on his body, Murong Fu had no choice but to turn around with all his strength, there was a very slight "bang" sound of collision, a small part of the strength still hit Murong Fu, and most of the rest Li flew straight out.

"Young master!" At this moment, even Ting Feng, who had always trusted Murong Fu extremely, couldn't help feeling a little worried.

Murong Fu slid out Zhang Xu to the side with his strength, Hong Qigong followed him like a shadow, and used a move of "Miyun no rain", both palms alternately shot continuously, countless palm shadows immediately enveloped Murong Fu, but none of them made a real palm.

Murong Fu snorted softly, turned his hand and made a move of "Tian Luo Di Net Momentum", immediately, a palm shadow several times larger than Hong Qigong's was struck out, but it enveloped him, and the palm shadow Hong Qigong made earlier was also dissipated by the blow empty.

But before he could breathe a sigh of relief, suddenly, from among the dense palm shadows, a slightly greasy big hand protruded from a rather strange angle, and patted his chest.

Murong Fu was taken aback for a moment, and then his face changed drastically. This is Hong Qigong's palm. Although this palm is ordinary, but if it is done for him, he will suffer some minor injuries no matter what. Lost face!

Immediately retracted the momentum of the net, crossed his arms in front of his chest, vigorously, Murong Fu retreated several steps before stopping his figure.

Murong Fu looked at Hong Qigong solemnly, "Dare to ask senior what kind of martial art is this?"

Hong Qigong was slightly taken aback, "The old beggar uses Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms!"

"Senior, could it be that you are fooling around? Although the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms also emphasize the combination of hardness and softness, and subtle changes, but senior's martial arts are obviously a bit weird, and they are extremely fast. How can it be the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms!" Murong said. Fu's face was a little ugly. The Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon are known as the pinnacle of external kungfu. They are invincible and invincible. If coupled with such a treacherous speed, what other martial arts in the world can match it?

Hong Qigong was taken aback for a moment, "What? Have you seen Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms?"

Murong Fu hesitated for a while, then nodded and said: "That's right, the other two people in the world who have mastered the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms have already fought against each other!"

"One of the people you mentioned is Guo Jing, right? Who is the other?" Hong Qigong asked suspiciously.

He is familiar with Guo Jing's Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, but he has never heard of another person who can practice these palms to perfection.

"The other person's name is Qiao Feng, he should be renamed Xiao Feng now!"

Hong Qigong rubbed his chin with a look of nostalgia on his face, "I remember that among the people I passed through the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, there is no such person?"

Murong Fu was taken aback for a moment, but then realized that Hong Qigong must have been out of touch with world affairs all these years, and had never heard of Qiao Feng's name, so he explained slightly: "Your gang is three points, Xiao Feng is the heir of Wang Jiantong, the leader of the Northern Beggar Gang. , and once served as the leader of the Northern Beggars' Clan, with the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms reaching the pinnacle, I'm afraid it's on par with Guo Daxia!"

Hong Qigong suddenly had a strange expression on his face. There is actually another person in the world who can stand shoulder to shoulder with Guo Jing, and he is also a member of the Beggar Clan. He just remembered what Murong Fu said about "being the leader of the Beggar Clan". How old are you?"

"You should be in your thirties!" Murong Fu replied truthfully.

"No, he is in his prime, why did he take up the post once, isn't he now?"

Murong Fu turned his head to look at Tingfeng, Tingfeng understood, "I heard that he is from Khitan, he was adopted by the Han people since he was a child, and not long ago he was exposed by some people with ulterior motives in the Gui Gang, who forcibly removed him from the position of leader."

Hong Qigong opened his mouth, he didn't know what to say for a while, after all he had never been in touch with Qiao Feng, he didn't know his character, let alone the development process of these things, he sighed, and suddenly turned to ask: "Boy , you said just now that my Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms are different from theirs, what are the differences?"

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