Bao BuTong stretched out his hands and pressed on Feng BoE's back, but he didn't expect that with such contact, his chest felt like a heavy blow, and blood spurted out of his mouth instantly.
"Lu Qingyun, what grudge does Brother Feng Xi have against you? Why do you, the big devil, attack so harshly? What's wrong with me, Murong Fu! Is it possible that I, Gusu Murong, am still afraid of you?"
"Haha, come here then!"
Lu Qingyun stood outside the crowd and waved to Murong Fu.
Jiumozhi was very surprised why they all called Mr. Duan Lu Qingyun.
But whether it was Young Master Duan or Lu Qingyun, they were both the same person in his eyes.
Unexpectedly, after leaving Dali, Lu Qingyun's cultivation level improved by leaps and bounds, and he was already on par with him.
Although Gusu Murong has a great reputation, his real strength is only at the mid-level master level, and he cannot compete with Lu Qingyun at all.
Murong Bo was kind to him and did not want to see anything happen to Murong Fu, so he said kindly: "Master Murong, in my opinion, you'd better not be impulsive."
"Why did the Imperial Master say this? Do you think that I, Gusu Murong, is not as good as the big devil?"
"I'm not going to lie, Mr. Murong, you are indeed inferior to Mr. Qingyun."
"Hmph! So what if it's not as good as that? In front of many fellow martial artists, Murong Fu can still gain a reputation as a chivalrous person even if he dies."
Murong Fu had already made a plan in his heart. Even if his cultivation level was not as good as Lu Qingyun's, he could use his all-inclusive skills to delay time, and when the time came, he would attract the help of one or two masters, and then he would be invincible.
"Cousin, that Young Master Qingyun is the Six Meridian Divine Sword of Dali Tianlong Temple. This swordsmanship is very powerful. I don't know where his flaw is?"
Wang Yuyan, who looked like a fairy, frowned and was very worried.
Feng BoE got up from the ground, spat several times in succession, and after spitting out the blood in his mouth, he walked fiercely in front of Lu Qingyun with a knife.
"Good boy, come again!"
"He's a man, but it's a pity that he's with the wrong person. Go back, lest he die in vain."
Feng Bo is not only fond of fighting and ruthless, but also has a sense of justice.
Qiao Feng, who was still the leader of the Beggar Clan, had a deep respect for him.
Murong Fu looked very embarrassed. If he didn't step forward at this moment, Gusu Murong would not be able to gain a foothold in the world.
"Brother Feng Xi, step back. Let me deal with this big devil."
Feng Bo glared at Lu Qingyun fiercely and retreated to Murong Fu, "Master, be careful."
Murong Fu nodded, clasped his fists towards the people present and said, "It's not enough for this demon to kill Zuo Lengchan, the leader of the Songshan Sect. He even slaughtered countless disciples of the Songshan Sect. I, Gusu Murongfu, want to eliminate evil for the martial arts world today." !”
"Okay, as expected of Mr. Murong, we support you!"
"Young Master Murong is doing a great job, kill Devil Lu!"
"Mr. Murong, this little girl is sixteen years old and is willing to serve you like a willow tree."
A horse-faced woman in the crowd waved her fists and shouted loudly, causing a sound of vomiting.
"stop."
Su Xinghe really couldn't stand it anymore.
As the master of this place, Zhenlong will start a vendetta before the chess game is over, leaving him with no face left.
Ding Chunqiu secretly thought, he turned out to be a member of the Duan family in Dali, no wonder his cultivation level was so high.
He had already experienced Lu Qingyun's cultivation. Gusu Murong was so famous that he expected to have some abilities.
He wanted to see how good Gusu Murong was in repaying him with his own methods.
Seeing that Su Xinghe wanted to stop the fighting, his figure flashed and blocked the way.
"Are you able to take care of the dispute between the Duans of Dali and Murong of Gusu? Just stay aside, or I will save you first!"
"Bastard, if you dare to touch a hair of my master, my brother will cut you into pieces!"
Su Xinghe's eight disciples blocked the front.
"Haha, the light of fireflies dares to compete with the sun and moon!"
Ding Chunqiu shot out his palms instantly.
Su Xinghe knew that his disciple couldn't stop him, so he moved to the front, exchanged palms with Ding Chunqiu, and took two steps back. It was obvious that he had suffered internal injuries.
Ding Chunqiu used his palm again, wanting to kill Su Xinghe.
Seeing Ding Chunqiu's unyielding power, Xuannan on the side felt quite shameless, flew in front of Su Xinghe, and slapped a palm at the same time.
It's just that he overestimated his own abilities and underestimated Ding Chunqiu's cultivation.
The two palms touched each other, and Xuan Nan felt uncomfortable, but it was too late to back away from the matter, so he had to take it head on.
With a muffled groan, Xuannan was pushed back, blood seeping from the corner of his mouth.
"Master, are you okay?"
Su Xinghe took out the pills, took one, and handed it to Xuan Nan, "This pill is my healing medicine, so feel free to take it, master."
Seeing that their master and Shaolin Master Xuannan were injured one after another, the Eight Friends of Hangu hurriedly stood in front of Ding Chunqiu again.
Ding Chunqiu looked at the people in front of him with a sneer.
Faced with the current situation, Su Xinghe had no choice but to give up the idea of preventing Murong Fu and Lu Qingyun from fighting.
Murong Fu folded his fan and said solemnly: "Then I will learn the Duan clan's Six Meridians Divine Sword from Dali!"
Lu Qingyun sneered, because he still talked about teaching.
In the original work, Duan Yu was able to shoot Murong Fu with a sword and kill himself with a horizontal sword.
With his current level of skill, a salvo of Western swords wouldn't turn him into a hornet's nest.
"You deserve it too!"
Lu Qingyun raised his right finger,
A powerful Gang Qi shot towards Murong Fu with a harsh sound of breaking through the air.
"Dali Yangzhi, cousin, be careful!"
Wang Yuyan screamed in shock.
He also applied the Tianxia Kung Fu collected in the Shui Pavilion. Among the missing parts were Dali's Six Meridians Divine Sword and Yiyang Finger.
Of course Murong Fu didn't need to be reminded. He knew how powerful it was just by hearing the sound of breaking through the air. He used the Murong family's star movement and pointed the folding fan at the incoming force.
As soon as he made contact, he felt a huge force coming from the folding fan, and it came out of his hand uncontrollably.
Fortunately, Dou Zhuan Xingyi managed to hold the Gang Qi about half a foot away, thus escaping the disaster.
Murong Fu was not the one who suffered the loss, he joined his fingers and shot out instantly.
Lu Qingyun's mouth showed disdain, and he shot out his penis again.
As soon as the Shenhe finger comes into contact with the Yang finger, it will be wiped out.
"Mr. Murong, be careful!"
Jiumozhi turned his right hand and shot out with the Nianhua Finger Skill, which barely blocked the Yiyang Finger.
"Dali Duan's Yiyang Finger Skill is indeed powerful. Master Qingyun's cultivation has surpassed Master Kurong of Tianlong Temple."
"Jiumozhi, you have inserted yourself into a vat again and again, do you want to be my enemy?!"
Lu Qingyun was furious.
"Is it possible that the life of your Lord of Tubo is too leisurely and he needs me to find some fun for him?"
Jiumozhi was stunned for a moment, and then he reacted with an angry look on his face.
But when he thought of Lu Qingyun's father-in-law, that terrifying Condor Hero, he felt discouraged for no reason.
"In the past, Mr. Murong was kind to the young monk. If the benefactor's descendant was injured in front of the young monk and refused to help, it would be against morality."
Lu Qingyun waved his sleeves and said, "Next time I dare to come out to stir up trouble, I will definitely go to Tubo and let the leader of Tubo taste the power of Dali Yiyangzhi!"
