Duan Yu used the Yangwu Sword Technique, supplemented by Lingbo Microsteps and the Six Meridians Divine Sword. At first, he was a little embarrassed, but later, he became more and more skilled. And there is no way to fight back.

He Xie looked at him and shook his head.

Duan Yu was a scholar who was too rotten. He obviously had countless opportunities to injure Murong Fu, and even kill Murong Fu, but the sword was on his body, but Duan Yu couldn't bear to start, and he changed his moves in the middle, so that he was fighting to this day.

But Duan Yu's mercifulness seemed to Murong Fu more like a joke and insult like a cat playing a mouse. play.

Duan Yu was startled, and subconsciously he poked out a Shao Ze sword, leaving a blood hole in Murong Fu's body.

Seeing that Murong Fu was still rushing forward, he exclaimed in surprise, and with another move, "Rich and noble can't be promiscuous", he immediately drew a **** cut on Murong Fu's body and smashed him to the ground.

Murong Fu was covered in blood, struggling to get up, looking at Duan Yu like he was eating people.

Duan Yu smiled embarrassingly, lowered his sword and said, "Young Master Murong, are you alright?"

"what…"

Murong Fu roared in grief and anger, like a madman about to charge with his sword again.

Duan Yu was so frightened that he shot the Shao Ze sword three times in a row, Murong Fu suddenly sobered up, horrified in his heart, and hurriedly performed his light work, and escaped in embarrassment.

This hid, the spirit has been frustrated, the courage suddenly lost.

Murong Fu stood for a while in despair, then suddenly covered his face and ran wildly out of the valley.

"Master son!"

Bao different and Feng Baoye exclaimed and hurriedly chased out.

Duan Yu scratched his head, stood at a loss for a while, finally sighed, turned around and walked towards He Xie.

"Big brother..." He smiled shyly, "little brother asked for two swords for you."

"The swordsmanship is getting more and more proficient, not bad." He Xie praised him with a smile.

Duan Yu was stunned for a moment, and his heart was suddenly relieved, and he was very happy.

He Xie looked at Jiu Mozhi and said, "King Ming, do you know why He Mou insisted on your shot?"

Jiu Mozhi is actually very strange. Although he and He Xie do not know each other, and he also has a headache for He Xie from the original meeting, and now he is full of good feelings, but the two have actually met three times. Far from being able to take action against the enemy for the opponent's sake.

The reason why he shot just now was because he had already come, so he couldn't even have a chance to make a shot, right?

Defeat the notorious constellation old monster, just to make him three famous, why not do it?

So he pushed the boat and agreed.

Now it sounds like He Xie has another meaning?

"Please forgive the ignorance of the little monk for not understanding the deep meaning of He Shaoxia." Kumo said together.

He Xie looked at Jiu Mozhi deeply and said, "The reason why He wants to trouble King Ming is because he wants to see your problem from your martial arts. In this way, King Ming will not miss the opportunity for healing due to caution. I regret it. lifelong."

Jiu Mozhi was shocked and looked at He Xie in disbelief.

He was worried that He Xie would take the pulse for him, and he had been hesitant all the time, but he didn't expect that in order to dispel his concerns and not delay his condition, He Xie actually found another way.

Jiu Mozhi has lived for so long, and it is the first time that he has seen such a benevolent and righteous person. It would be a lie to say that he is not moved.

He bowed deeply and said, "He Shaoxia cares for the little monk, and the little monk is grateful!"

He Xie helped him up and said, "He knows the illness of King Ming, but this matter is the privacy of King Ming after all. Why don't we find another time and discuss it in detail?"

Jiu Mozhi was moved: "It's all right, if it's convenient for He Shaoxia, what will happen at this time tomorrow?"

He Xie thought for a while, then smiled and said, "That's right here, Duke Ming will come by then, and He Mou will greet you with a sweeping couch."

Jiu Mozhi bowed deeply again: "He Shaoxia is bothering you."

He Xie chuckled: "The friendship between gentlemen is as light as water, Prince Ming, why should you be polite?"

Kumozhi left satisfied.

He Xie turned his head and said, "Third brother, brother Huang, please wait a moment."

"Big Brother (Engong) is free." The two held hands together.

He Xie smiled again at the four guards and Old Third Yue, who had shrunk away from the beginning to the end and did not dare to speak. Then he turned around and followed Su Xinghe to the three wooden houses.

But on the other side, Murong Fu ran wild, full of sadness and despair.

Thinking of his dignified descendant of the Great Yan Kingdom's royal family, the Murong family passed down from generation to generation.

First, in the battle of Yingchoujian in Xixia, Qiao Feng showed great power and let him understand that Bei Qiaofeng's martial arts were far superior to his Nan Murong. Then in the Xingzi Forest, He Xie defeated him with one sword, and then ran out inexplicably. A single monk can suppress him without any resistance, and by now, he can't even beat a literate Dali prince.

Is it because the Murong family's unique name is not true, or is his Murong complex skills inferior to others?

He was completely devastated.

At this moment, Bao Different and Feng Bo E also chased after them. The two of them were worried. Seeing Murong Fu who was in a state of despair in front of them, they were also full of heavy hearts.

Dayan recovers the country, is there really hope?

"Young Master, it's not enough to talk about success or failure, you are still young, and there are opportunities." Feng Po sighed evilly.

"Young?" Murong Fu smiled miserably~lightnovelpub.net~ Sword of Evil, Duan Yu, Qiao Feng, which one of them is not young? "

As soon as he mentioned this, he felt jealous and hated in his heart. Why, there are three outstanding heroes in this world who have married Jinlan, but what happened to him, Murong Fu?

If he also swore to these three, why would his great cause not be accomplished?

"It's me, Murong Fu, who is not as skilled as others, and I am ashamed of the ancestors of the Murong family!" Murong Fu said sadly, "Brother Bao, Brother Feng, you must be very disappointed with me, right?"

Bao Diqi's expression was solemn: "No, no. The Murong family has been moving across the rivers and lakes for hundreds of years, how profound and subtle? It's just that the son is still young and not enough to understand the true meaning of it. Why do you feel sorry for yourself, son?"

After a pause, Bao Qi's eyes flashed, and he said: "I heard that the Shaolin Yi Jin Sutra is the first of the Shaolin Sutras. If you practice successfully, your internal strength will go a thousand miles a day, and there will be no bottlenecks. If you get this Sutra, you only need to retreat and suffer. After repairing for a year and a half, what kind of evil-proof sword, Bei Qiaofeng, is not even worthy of carrying shoes for the son!"

Murong Fu was attracted by these words and couldn't help but turn around.

The face of the storm changed, and he looked back at Bao Different: "Brother Bao, do you want to **** the Yi Jin Jing from the young master? No! What is the difference between such an act and the evil thief Ding Chunqiu? He will be despised by the martial arts people! "

Bao different actually didn't want to do this, but he didn't want to watch Murong Fu collapse.

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