Chapter 92: Nan Murong beats Xingxiu Sect, Ding Chunqiu plots a despicable conspiracy! (Additional update) The biggest change in Murong Fu's current situation compared to the past is that it is almost Dou Zhuan Xing Yi reaches the mastery level, it is often majestic, able to create an aura that makes the heaven and earth hang upside down, revealing its domineering aura. However, after reaching perfection, it seems to have a sense of returning to basics, and even the movements are so small that they are very concealed. Murong Fu even seemed to have done nothing, but he bounced the Three Smiles Free and Easy Powder back into Ding Chunqiu's mouth. This is actually the highest realm of martial arts - making skills invisible. For example, the Sweeping Monk, his movements were very small, and others didn't even notice that he made any move, but his martial arts were at will, and he could control the Four Great Dragons like controlling a child. Only in the transformation of the stars, Murong Fu has reached such a realm. So after taking a mouthful of the Three Smiles Xiaoyao Powder, Ding Chunqiu quickly spat it out, looked at Murong Fu in horror, and said in a lost voice: "What kind of martial arts are you doing?" Ding Chunqiu possesses the great skill of Hua Gong, which allows him to absorb various toxins on a daily basis, and his ability to resist toxins is very strong. The Three Smiles Xiaoyao Powder is deadly to others, but when it falls on him, he uses poison to fight poison, and it only makes him dizzy. He even secretly practiced the Transformation Technique to absorb the poison from the Three Smiles Free and Easy Powder, and even his dizziness disappeared.
But Murong Fu's way of returning the favor made Ding Chunqiu doubt his life. "This is called the changing of the stars!" Murong Fu smiled slightly, "No matter how you change, I can counter you with just one move, the changing of the stars. Just like no matter how many words you say, I can only say one sentence, 'A red apricot has gone out of the wall'." "I don't believe it!" Ding Chunqiu shouted, "Let me see how you can change the world!" In an instant, Ding Chunqiu opened fire at full power. He used all the poisonous skills of the Xingxiu Sect one by one, and to be honest, the special effects were very beautiful. All kinds of green and blue ghost fires, and colorful poisonous gases, all gathered together and rushed towards Murong Fu. Green phosphorus needle! Three smiles and free and easy! Bliss thorn! Invisible powder! Deadly Netherworld Fire! Corpse poison! Serial corpse poison! In an instant, Ding Chunqiu used seven moves in succession, various hidden weapons and poisonous skills, attacking Murong Fu from all directions. Seeing how brave Ding Chunqiu was, the Xingxiu disciples all blew their trumpets and even beat drums and gongs to play music for Ding Chunqiu. Although Sikong Xuan was very good at rhyming, the Xingxiu Sect shamelessly used musical instruments. Even if he moved his lips and talked, he could not defeat the loud gongs and drums on the opposite side. When Sikong Xuan was feeling annoyed, he saw A-Bi take out the pipa, wave it in her hand, and use all her internal strength to play a song called "Pingsha Luoyan". A-Bi had recently been nourished with several decades of internal strength by Murong Fu, and she also consulted Su Xinghe about the knowledge of playing the piano, and learned to play the piano with internal strength. This time, she was able to suppress all the drums and gongs of the Xingxiu Sect with just the pipa. The Xingxiu Sect's disciples played the suona until their faces turned red, but the sound was drowned out by the pipa. The only song in this scene was A-Bi's "Pingsha Luoyan". Ding Chunqiu lost the support of his music, and for some reason, he felt that his internal strength seemed to have weakened a little. Murong Fu remained motionless, and when Ding Chunqiu's seven moves were within an inch of him, the white clothes on his body fluttered in the wind, and in an instant, he produced invisible Qi hands, like plucking a seven-stringed harp in the void, returning all the moves in full. Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh! Ding Chunqiu was shocked and dodged quickly, but was hit by the hidden weapon he had thrown. The silk on the left shoulder of his robe was cut off, exposing his shoulder, which was also scratched and bleeding. When Ding Chunqiu was dodging, Xiaoyaoyou's body movements became messed up, and he even used the Pingsha Luoyan style with his buttocks facing backwards, which complemented A-Bi's piano music perfectly, and his demeanor as a master naturally disappeared. Seeing Ding Chunqiu in such an embarrassing state, the voices of the Xingxiu Sect praising him were no longer so confident. However, Ding Chunqiu was secretly shocked. He found that he had underestimated Murong Fu's martial arts. This Murong Fu might be even stronger than his father Murong Bo! Ding Chunqiu was a man with rich combat experience and he had never practiced martial ethics. Seeing how powerful Murong Fu's Dou Zhuan Xing Yi was, he immediately said to his disciples: "Go kill the Eight Ugly Men of Hangu, quickly!"
It turned out that Ding Chunqiu wanted his disciples to kill the Eight Friends of Hangu in order to attract Murong Fu's attention and disturb his mind. It would be best to let Murong Fu be busy rescuing people, and take the opportunity to disrupt Murong Fu's rhythm to gain the upper hand, or even take the opportunity to use the power-transforming technique to defeat Murong Fu. Old hands like Zhaixingzi have already retreated. They are not sure who the winner is, so they are not standing on the same side for the time being. They have no intention of respecting their teacher. They will help whoever wins. But the three young men from the Xingxiu Sect took out their weapons and really wanted to attack the weak Eight Friends of Hangu Sect. It happened in a flash. Ding Chunqiu took advantage of Murong Fu's distraction and attacked him again. This time, he changed his position after attacking to avoid being counterattacked by Murong Fu. "You--" Su Xinghe was furious and was about to take action, but he saw Murong Fu pointing at a Xingxiu disciple who was about to kill him. Whoosh! The Xingxiu disciple's forehead was instantly pierced by the bone-piercing nail, his brain burst, and he died on the spot. Then, Murong Fu pointed at the disciple who was attacking Kang Guangling, and the disciple suddenly laughed three times strangely and died. Murong Fu pointed again, and another Xingxiu disciple who was about to take action suddenly fell to the ground with his skin festered all over, screaming and rolling around. Murong Fu clicked three times in a row, killing the three young men who were trying to take action, as if his fingers were sniper rifles, killing one by one when he clicked. The rest of the young and inexperienced people were frightened by the scene and retreated before they could even take any action. The insects of the Xingxiu Sect scattered in chaos. "Magic! Nan Murong knows magic!" "Ah, you can kill people with just a flick of your finger, if this isn't a sorcery, what is it?!" "This is a demon, we can't defeat him!" All the disciples of the stars felt as if they had lost their parents. Su Xinghe and his companions took the opportunity to step forward and rescue the kidnapped Eight Friends of Hangu. The Xingxiu disciples were unable to take care of themselves, but did not dare to stop them. Ding Chunqiu was locked onto Murong Fu's target and did not dare to move. Seeing his disciples making a fool of themselves, he shouted: "Calm down, everyone, calm down! If anyone makes trouble again, I will kill him!" Because of Ding Chunqiu's accumulated prestige, the disciples of Xingxiu Sect temporarily calmed down, but their morale was low, and they had obviously lost confidence in Ding Chunqiu. At this time, Ding Chunqiu's eyes rolled and he had an idea. He thought to himself that Murong Fu's skills were so exquisite, but he had underestimated Nan Murong. It seemed that the family martial arts that he had practiced since childhood were indeed extraordinary. But Murong Fu had just become Wuyazi's disciple not long ago, and he must not have mastered the martial arts of the Xiaoyao sect yet. It would be better to use words to stop Murong Fu and let him fight with him using the Xiaoyao sect's martial arts. Thinking of this, Ding Chunqiu immediately said: "Murong Fu, your Dou Zhuan Xing Yi is indeed exquisite, but this is the martial arts of your Murong family, not the martial arts of the Xiaoyao Sect. You are the head of the Xiaoyao Sect and you are cleaning up the sect. If you use the martial arts of the Murong family, doesn't it mean that the Xiaoyao Sect is just a false reputation?" Su Xinghe and others' expressions changed. Ding Chunqiu's words grasped the mentality of the Xiaoyao Sect. Since the Xiaoyao disciples were arrogant about the Xiaoyao Sect, Murong Fu's use of his family martial arts to clean up the sect was indeed a false reputation for the Xiaoyao Sect's martial arts. "Ding Zhen, shut up! Are you using the martial arts of the Xiaoyao Sect?" Murong Fu sneered, "I don't remember that our Xiaoyao Sect likes to use poison." Ding Chunqiu said: "I was originally a disciple of the Xiaoyao Sect. I created the Xingxiu Sect's martial arts, which can also be considered as Xiaoyao Sect's martial arts. You don't have any martial arts of your own, so it's not right to use family martial arts. If you are really capable, use Xiaoyao Sect's martial arts to clean up the sect!" "Otherwise, it's just that the old villain Wuyazi has gained his reputation in vain. His martial arts skills are shit. He accepted a disciple, but he relied on Murong's martial arts to defeat me. Isn't Xiaoyao Sect a second-rate sect? Hahahaha!"
Ding Chunqiu's provocation was useless to Murong Fu, but it was very useful to Su Xinghe and others. Su Xinghe looked at Murong Fu with pleading eyes, hoping that Murong Fu could defeat Ding Chunqiu with the Xiaoyao Sect's martial arts and save the Xiaoyao Sect's face. "Ding Zhen, are you serious?" Murong Fu looked at Ding Chunqiu, "In that case, I will let you know the depth of Xiaoyao Sect's martial arts!" Ding Chunqiu was overjoyed, and he displayed the Xiaoyao School's body skills, using a martial art that he had just created not long ago and which became famous in later generations - the Bone-Dissolving Palm! I've been so upset these days that I got the timing wrong, so the first few chapters were a bit watery. I hope you can understand. It’s the May Day holiday and it’s hard to book a ticket, so I booked a ticket for May . I prepared two power banks so that I should be able to continue working on the train.
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