chsdbacks Chapter 132
Chapter 132
"Amitabha."
At this time, Jiumozhi came up with a smile:
"Master Yue, outsiders don't know that you are very good at martial arts, but I know it.
Since this young master Murong wants to compete, why not let me go up and fight him first."
In addition to snatching various advanced martial arts, Jiumozhi came to the Central Plains to meet all the masters in the Central Plains.
Qiao Feng in the north and Murong in the south, such a big name, how could he not miss it.
"Master, you are itching to show your skills, just go forward!"
Yue Zhuoqun stretched out his hand and smiled.
Jiumozhi wanted to fight for him, and he was happy to be free.
However, Murong Fu frowned and was secretly annoyed: Where did this stinky monk come from, and dared to challenge him?
Although he was angry in his heart, he still asked one more question: "What is the origin of this master?"
"Haha, I am the Tubo national teacher, the Great Wheel King Jiumozhi!" Jiumozhi said proudly.
Hmm?
Murong Fu's eyes widened immediately, and thoughts surged in his mind.
Regardless of his martial arts, the Tubo national teacher's status alone made him unable to ignore it.
If he could gain the other party's favor and borrow troops from Tubo, wouldn't he be able to complete the great cause of restoring the country?
Thinking of this, his expression immediately turned from gloomy to joyful:
"It is a great honor for the national teacher to come to visit us. I will definitely set up a banquet to entertain the national teacher later.
As for fighting, there is no need. I have to deal with the thief who stole the Murong family's martial arts. This has nothing to do with the national teacher."
"Mr. Murong, this is wrong. I am a friend of Mr. Yue. If you want to deal with him, you have to deal with me.
Besides, I just learned a sword technique from Mr. Yue. If you want to test his martial arts, you must defeat me first."
Murong Fu's joy froze, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he secretly regretted not being reckless.
After returning to the island, I should have asked the identities of several people.
If I knew that this Yue was a friend of the Tubo national teacher, what would happen if he learned Dou Zhuan Xing Yi?
A martial arts is far inferior to the great cause of restoring the country.
But it's too late now, and I'm so angry.
How can I calm down to Yue Zhuoqun?
I can only nod depressedly: "Okay, I will exchange a few moves with the national teacher first to avoid hurting the harmony. We can stop at a certain point."
Jiumozhi laughed, raised his palm and chopped it out with a palm knife.
What do you mean by stop at a certain point.
Is a fight that does not hurt the harmony still a fight?
He sent this palm quickly and urgently, and did not remind Murong Fu, which can be said to be a lack of martial ethics.
Murong Fu swung his sword to block in a hurry, and the palm knife energy bombarded the blade, knocking him back two or three steps.
His face darkened, and he gritted his teeth in anger:
How could a great Tubo national teacher and a great monk behave so dirty!
He stopped talking about stopping at a certain point, and waved his sword to meet the enemy.
Swish, swish, swish~
The sword technique unfolded, and in an instant he used four or five moves, each of which came from a different sect.
This Murong Fu is still strong, otherwise he would not have been called the Southern Murong.
But you say he is strong, but his strength is very limited.
The most appropriate word to describe him is that he is a top master goalkeeper.
He is invincible below the top, and he is ashamed above the top!
In the Tianlong world, there are one monk, two hangers, three elders, and four masters, but he is not on the list.
He practiced the family's unique skills of Dou Zhuan Xing Yi and Can He Zhi, but he did not carefully comprehend them, and instead learned a lot of garbage martial arts.
The moves from different sects displayed by him were indeed very impressive.
He could easily win against ordinary masters, and he could not lose to Ding Chunqiu, Duan Yanqing and others.
But he was facing Jiumozhi, a person ranked among the four best, so these rubbish moves were not enough.
At the beginning, the two of them were fighting back and forth, but after fifty moves, Murong Fu fell into a disadvantage.
Jiumozhi seized the opportunity and chopped out with a palm knife. The invisible sword energy broke through the air and slashed directly at Murong Fu's lower abdomen.
Murong Fu was at the point where his sword moves were old, and he had no time to withdraw his sword to resist. His left hand urged his internal force and suddenly resisted the invisible sword energy.
"Give it back!"
With a low shout, his arm joints creaked, and after performing Dou Zhuan Xing Yi, he finally bounced back the attack.
But Jiumozhi released another sword energy and easily offset it.
"Haha, Master Murong's skill in the battle of stars is not good enough!" Jiumozhi shook his head and laughed.
If he had not met Yue Zhuoqun before, he might have been amazed when he saw this scene.
Unfortunately, he had seen Yue Zhuoqun's more ingenious rebound method, and even his strongest flame knife could be easily controlled to return.
Looking at Murong Fu's performance, it was like a child playing house.
Murong Fu suddenly felt a burning fever on his face, and his emotions could not be stabilized. He swung his sword wildly and attacked Jiumozhi again.
But Jiumozhi had lost the desire to fight him, and with a toe, he pushed the martial artist who had beenHe picked up a steel knife dropped by a scholar.
"Mr. Murong, Mr. Yue taught me a ruthless sword technique a few days ago. I have learned a little, let you enjoy it."
After the words fell, Jiumozhi's expression was completely restrained, his eyes were cold and ruthless, and he exuded a ruthless sword intent.
As expected of a great monk, he was able to use the Buddhist practice to restrain his emotions and reach a state of ruthlessness and ruthlessness.
Chi~
The blood-red sword light slashed out, and the sky and the earth were dark.
Facing the sword light, Murong Fu's body froze, his hair stood on end, his heart was filled with despair, and he couldn't muster the courage to resist.
Even his spirit was suppressed by the extinction of the sword intent, and he couldn't even make a move to resist.
Fortunately, Jiumozhi strictly abided by the five precepts of Buddhism... No, it should be four precepts.
He had broken the theft.
Therefore, the sword energy did not strike Murong Fu, but passed by him and chopped into the woods behind.
Swish~
Broken branches and leaves flew everywhere, and trees fell.
"Mr. Murong, you can't even resist this little monk's sword, how can you be a match for Master Yue!"
Jiu Mozhi curled his lips, full of disdain.
Ah, what is the North Qiao Feng and the South Murong, just like this?
It seems that the heroes in the world are only Master Yue and the little monk!
Dang~
The long sword in Murong Fu's hand fell to the ground, and he muttered to himself in despair: "I, I was defeated just like this..."
Endless bitterness surged in his heart.
I couldn't even beat Jiu Mozhi, let alone attack Yue Zhuoqun!
If I can't even keep my family's unique skills, how can I revive Dayan!
In an instant, all his pride and superiority were blown away, and he collapsed to the ground.
"Young Master!"
Azhu and Abi saw this scene and couldn't help but come forward to support him.
"Get out of here!"
However, Murong Fu pushed the two out, and the two women staggered and fell backwards.
"Ah~"
Azhu and Abi screamed subconsciously, but the next second their bodies were embraced by Yue Zhuoqun.
This scene fell into Murong Fu's eyes, and the sadness and anger in his heart became stronger: "You two colluded with outsiders and let my Murong family's unique skills be passed on. Get out of here, and you will never be a member of the Murong family again!"
"Young Master, you..." Before the words were finished, tears had already flowed from the eyes of the two women.
There was endless sadness and grievance in their hearts, but they couldn't say it.
"I'm not your young master, get out!" Murong Fu roared again.
Yue Zhuoqun frowned.
Murong Fu is a man with great ambitions but no ability. If Ah Zhu and Ah Bi stay with him, they will not have a good ending. It is better for them to leave.
"You two come with me!"
After saying that, he did not wait for the two women to agree or not, and took them away by the arm.
Seeing this scene, Jiumozhi and Duan Yu hurried to follow.
Bao Bu Tong, Feng Bo'e and the four generals were angry, but they could only watch them leave.
"Sir, it's just a temporary defeat. You must not be depressed." Deng Baichuan said.
Murong Fu took a deep breath and waved his hand dejectedly: "Brother Deng, the four of you should leave too. I want to be alone!"
The four of them sighed and left silently.