Murong Fu Dongfangqing

But Murong Fu, who was already on guard, would not panic, he immediately raised his right hand, the scorching hot finger force condensed on the index finger, and he did not utter a word.

"Yiyang finger!" Yuan Zhen's voice was a little surprised, but his figure didn't stop at all, instead he was faster, and his yin and cold aura became even stronger.

Seeing Yuanzhen approaching him, Murong Fu pointed out with a blank face. In an instant, the fingertips of the two were separated by an inch, but they suddenly stopped, and neither of them could move forward. There was a slight crackling sound , as if adding water to boiling oil, it is very harsh.

But between the two of them, there was a stalemate between a red energy and a blue-black energy, but the red energy was gradually dispelling the green-black energy, but the speed was very slow.

Yuan Zhen naturally also felt that his strength was being dispelled, and chuckled lightly, "Hehe, I never thought that the benefactor was able to train his Yang finger to such a high level at such a young age. It's not easy, but it's a pity ... Almost there!"

After speaking, her cheeks bulged slightly, her face turned blue and red, as if she had brought the magic yin finger to the extreme.

Murong Fu just wanted to say a few words of ridicule, but the next moment, a more sinister and strange force came from his fingertips, and he hurriedly raised his breath to push the Yiyang finger to the extreme, although the undeveloped Yiyang finger could not He must be able to deal with the magic yin finger, but could it be that he can't even compare to Yuanzhen in internal strength?

There was a soft "bang", and the two of them flew upside down.

Yuan Zhen retreated about ten steps, while Murong Fu only retreated three steps, and then he stabilized his body, the two sides immediately saw whether their internal strength was superior or not.

"Looks like the yang finger alone can't break the phantom yin finger..." Murong Fu murmured, turned his wrist, and was about to strike again, but suddenly felt a chill in his body. The next moment, it was actually Spread to the eight extraordinary meridians.

Murong Fu's heart trembled, he hastily used the Nine Suns Divine Art to protect his dantian heart veins.

"Hmph, the poor monk has never seen such a profound internal force, but so what if the internal force is strong, if you get hit by the poor monk's phantom finger, you won't be able to live for long!" Blood, fixed his eyes on Murong Fu, and put his hand on his chest.

It turned out that in the short-lived confrontation just now, Yuan Zhen actually risked being injured, and injected a wisp of the insidiousness of the phantom yin finger into Murong Fu's body.

The yin-cold internal force of the phantom yin finger is extremely poisonous. Once it is hit, the yin-cold internal force will travel to all limbs. If it is not for the supreme yang internal force that counteracts it, it will not be able to cure it at all. It is only slightly inferior to the Xuanming God's Palm .

However, Murong Fu's inner strength is very deep, Yuan Zhen also felt a little worried, so he spoke out to test.

The corners of Murong Fu's mouth curled up slightly, he didn't answer, he just stepped up his exercises to get rid of the remaining evil in his body.

Yuan Zhen looked at Murong Fu carefully, and suddenly realized, "If you want to get rid of the poison, there is no way!"

Immediately there was another phantom yin pointing at Murong Fu.

It is also not seen how Murong Fu moved, his figure actually moved Zhang Xu out of thin air, avoiding Yuanzhen's attack.

Yuan Zhen was even more sure that it was inconvenient for Murong Fu to make a move at this time, although he was very shocked by Murong Fu's movement skills, he still chased after him without hesitation.

For a moment, the two of them tossed and turned in the stone room, Murong Fu's body did not move, but his figure moved across the sky, as if teleporting, extremely elegant.

And Yuanzhen has been struggling to catch up, and at the same time, he poked out the phantom Yin finger from time to time, but continued to use the phantom Yin finger with all his strength, even though Yuanzhen's inner strength was deep, and after four or five attacks, he became a little helpless. Can't help secretly anxious.

Suddenly Yuanzhen's wrist flicked, his left hand floated down, his right hand turned half a circle in the air, and he slapped Murong Fu's back with his palm. Murong Fu.

A look of surprise flashed in Murong Fu's eyes, he didn't expect Yuan Zhen to have extremely high palm skills besides Huan Yin Finger, with a slight sneer on his face, he turned around and stood motionless on the spot.

Seeing Murong Fu's actions like this, Yuanzhen immediately became suspicious, could it be a fraud?But he changed his mind, the strength of his palm was only a few feet away from him, a palm down would definitely make him squirt, no matter what tricks he had, he would not be able to use it.

But at the next moment, something happened that horrified Yuan Zhen, I saw Murong Fu standing on the spot without dodging or avoiding, but his right palm involuntarily turned to the side, and the palm force also hit the empty space.

Yuan Zhen was terrified at once, although his palm seemed to have nothing special, but it actually contained a mystery, no matter how the enemy dodges, he will hit the palm, but if he misses a blow, it is very easy to reveal his flaws, and Right now, his chest is wide open.

Yuan Zhen is also an extremely decisive person, in the blink of an eye, his toes touched the ground quickly, instead of retreating, he rushed forward with the momentum, while bending his left arm inward.

It's a long time to say, but in fact it's just a snap of the fingers.

Murong Fu suddenly grinned, "I want to run after playing enough, how can there be such a cheap thing!"

Before he finished speaking, Murong Fu swiped his right arm in the air, immediately hit Yuanzhen's big acupoints with countless punches.

Yuanzhen's body was rushing forward in inertia, although his left arm was in a defensive posture, but Murong came back too fast, it was hard to parry, only heard a puff, his body flew obliquely like a sack, and spit out a mouthful in the air blood.

Murong Fu didn't wait for Yuanzhen's body to land on the ground, he lifted his leg and kicked out in the air again, hitting Yuanzhen's body with a force, with two "bang bang", Yuanzhen's body first hit the stone wall hard, and then fell to the ground. land.

"Cough cough..." Yuan Zhen coughed up two mouthfuls of blood before his complexion improved slightly, he hurriedly struggled to get up, and looked at Murong Fu with eyes full of fear.

Murong Fu leaned out one step at a time, he was about ten feet in front of Yuan Zhen's body, with a flash of murderous intent in his eyes, he wanted to finish him off with his palm.

"Slow, slow, wait a minute, benefactor!" Yuan Zhen said hastily.

Murong Fu paused, and said expressionlessly: "Why, do you have any last words?"

"The poor monk acted recklessly before, so there should be retribution, but the demon cult has not yet been wiped out, and the poor monk will not rest in peace when he dies. Can the benefactor...can you let the poor monk go for the sake of our joint crusade against the demon sect!" He said. These few words are very sincere, especially the words "crusade against the Demon Cult" are even more upright and awe-inspiring.

Murong Fu's face darkened slightly, Yuan Zhen changed his words hastily: "Or...or keep the poor monk alive for a while, and when the demon sect is wiped out, the poor monk is willing to commit suicide in front of the young master!"

If Murong Fu didn't know Yuanzhen's real face, or if he was replaced by any other member of the six sects who came to destroy Mingjiao, based on his words, he would definitely not be able to kill him.

But Murong Fu was neither of the two, with a sneer on his face, "Yuan Zhen, whose real name is 'Hunyuan Thunderbolt Hand' Cheng Kun, is the master of Mingjiao Dharma Protector Golden Lion King Xie Xun. Am I wrong to mention the enmity between the six sects and Mingjiao?"

"How do you know! You...you are a human or a ghost!" Yuan Zhen's complexion turned pale immediately, his eyes were full of horror. The only person in this world who knew his secret was himself, and now he was killed by a stranger. The young man said it casually, and he couldn't help but be shocked.

"You go to the underworld to ask the King of Hades!" Murong Fu smiled slightly, and then he shot out two bursts of energy, one hit Yuanzhen's throat, and the other hit his left chest.

"I'm not reconciled! I'm not reconciled!" Yuan Zhen roared like crazy suddenly, he slapped the ground with both hands, his body rushed up, his right hand was half-clasped into a claw, he completely ignored Murong Fu's strength, and clawed Grab Murong Fu's wrist. .m.

"Dragon Claw Hand!" Surprise flashed across Murong Fu's face, he flipped his wrist to avoid Yuan Zhen's grabbing, but Yuan Zhen's claw twisted strangely, like a shadow following him, and grabbed onto his wrist.

"No! This is... the small grasping hand!" Murong Fu was slightly taken aback, only then did he realize that what Yuan Zhenshi did was not the dragon claw hand at all, but another unique skill of Shaolin "small grasping hand".

Compared with the simple and grand atmosphere of the Dragon Claw Hand, this small grabbing hand is known for its small size and agility, especially when it is used close to the body, it is even more guarded against carelessness. Once locked, it is very difficult to break free.

As soon as Yuan Zhen took Murong Fu's wrist, he went to touch his veins, but the veins on his arms are also the most important for all internal masters, once someone grabs them, they can hardly exert any internal energy.

Murong Fu turned his mind, and the internal force in his arm surged out violently, trying to forcibly shake Yuanzhen's wrist away.

But Yuan Zhen already knew that Murong Fu's internal strength was very deep, so how could he be defenseless, immediately loosened his claws slightly, but immediately held them tightly again.

Although the time of his loosening and tightening was extremely short, his timing was extremely ingenious, unexpectedly he just avoided Murong Fu's internal force shock, and instead successfully buckled onto Murong Fu's pulse gate.

Murong Fu was like a deflated ball at the moment, he could no longer exert any strength in his hands.

Seeing that the blow was successful, Yuanzhen felt a feeling of being alive after a catastrophe, and couldn't help but feel relieved, "Hahaha, you have such martial arts at a young age. Given time, your future is limitless. It's a pity that you have experience in fighting. It's too low, now it's your turn to report to Lord Yan!"

Immediately, he slapped Murong Fu's lower abdomen dantian with his left hand.

In normal times, according to his character, Murong Fu must be imprisoned, severely tortured, expressing today's grievances, and then press all of Murong Fu's secrets, among other things, this deep internal strength alone must be Something is hidden.

But now he is almost exhausted, and after a long time, it will be difficult to guarantee that he can stop Murong Fu, so he decided to make a killer.

But at the next moment, a blush flashed slightly on Murong Fu's face, and then his wrist became soft and boneless.

Yuan Zhenxin said "it's not good" inwardly, but before he could make any reaction, Murong Fu's wrist already retracted like a water snake.

"Impossible! You have already been locked by me on the 'Lie Que' and 'Pianli' acupoints, how can you use your inner strength!" Seeing Murong Fu break free from his small grasping hand, Yuan Zhen retreated violently Zhang Xu, distanced himself from him, and then said in shock.

"Do you think I'll tell you!" Murong Fu sneered, moved his wrist a little, then raised his right hand and slapped it.

This palm seemed random, but it was so powerful that the entire stone room buzzed, and the strong wind made the weapon racks two or three feet away shake.

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