Chapter 217 Retreat to Xixia(1/2)
"It's my cousin!" Wang Yuyan perked up when she heard Murong Fu's familiar and powerful voice, "Let's go back."
Seeing Wang Yuyan so happy, Duan Yu felt uncomfortable for a moment and said sourly: "But the Xixia people have poison that makes the whole body feel weak."
"Don't worry, my cousin will definitely have a way. But in order not to cause trouble to my cousin, let's go back to the edge of the forest and don't go out." Wang Yuyan sounded confident.
Bao BuTong also laughed and said: "My young master has great magical powers, but he is not as useless as you."
"Brother Bao, Mr. Duan also has good intentions."
For Mu Wanqing's sake, Wang Yuyan said something on behalf of Duan Yu, after all, he is Miss Mu's brother, so don't make it difficult for him to get off the stage.
The group of people returned cautiously, leaving Duan Yu alone in the same place, feeling moved.
"Miss Wang has spoken for me! Miss Wang has spoken for me!"
The Xixia people seem to have killed a lot of people here, but most of them are players. Who makes the aliens have a low status? Most of the formations are formed on the edge of the big formation.
"I'm so scared. I thought I had to die this time."
"Fortunately, I'm still at level 30 now. I think someone has raised it to level 38. It would be terrible to die now, hahaha. It will take a day or two of practice to get back."
Players rejoiced and cursed in the chat channel.
"Murong Fu is very handsome when he appears, but whether he can do it or not, his life depends on him."
"Murong is Li Yanzong of Xixia. He has the antidote for Sad Breeze, but he gave Qiao Feng the antidote first. Why are he still chatting with Xixia people!"
Helian Tieshu looked at the young man in front of him who was wearing white clothes and blue clothes and holding a paper fan. He glanced at the Xixia soldiers, many of whom were still covering their ears, and felt very fearful in his heart.
Since the other party greeted him with a smile, he also smiled and replied: "It turns out that this is Mr. Murong. I have admired him for a long time. There is a rumor in the world that 'Murong from the North Qiao Peak is the South'. Today, it turns out that the reputation is well-deserved. It turns out that the two of you have been friends for a long time. Mr. Murong is here."
Are you trying to save Qiao Feng’s life?”
"No, no!"
Murong Fu used Bao BuTong's catchphrase: "I have never met Gang Leader Qiao before, and he even misunderstood me for killing Deputy Gang Leader Ma. The reason why I took action was because you Xixia bullied others so easily.
If you kill the leader of the largest gang in the Central Plains Dynasty, won't it appear that there is no one in our Central Plains martial arts world?"
The Beggar Gang has always been known as the largest gang. The "big" here obviously means the largest number. Even rich people can disguise themselves as beggars. This number is indeed indispensable.
"I hope General Helian can sell it to the next thin noodles and spare these beggars for the time being. You are a majestic general of the Western Xia Zhengdong, how can you be as knowledgeable as a group of beggars." Murong Fu held the folding fan in both hands and raised his hands slightly.
Helian Tieshu fell silent for a moment when he heard that Murong Fu asked him to let the beggars go.
Because he had fought against Qiao Feng before, he knew how difficult Qiao Feng was, and Murong Fu was as famous as his opponent. The moment he appeared on the scene, he was so shocked that all the Xixia soldiers covered their ears and could not fight. The siege strategy may not be effective.
But Helian Tieshu was really unwilling to let Qiao Feng go. This once-in-a-lifetime opportunity might not come next time. But if he didn't let go, if the opponent also had Qiao Feng's fighting power, he would end up in disgrace.
If you leave again, won't you lose face and be punished with a toast...
He looked at Duan Yanqing, the leader of the Four Evil Men.
Duan Yanqing understood it from his heart and said in his mind: "Mr. Murong, you want me to retreat with just a few words? It's too childish. The four villains have never been afraid of you."
Seeing that Duan Yanqing might launch an attack at any time, Murong Fu said without any panic: "Then please attack together, the four villains, so that we can decide the winner as soon as possible."
"Wow, wow, arrogance!" The Crocodile God of the South China Sea opened and closed the scissors with a crackling sound, looking at Duan Yanqing, "Boss, if you just say one word, I will cut this pretty face in two."
When Duan Yanqing saw Murong Fu's relaxed expression, he couldn't help but become cautious. Such an opponent was either extremely confident in his own strength and really strong, or he was just a delusional person. And since the opponent was so well-known, it seemed that the majority of them were the former.
"Since Young Master Murong has such a request, then we four evil men will learn your clever tricks together." Duan Yanqing said in a deep voice.
"Wait a minute." Murong Fu raised his hand.
"Why, you're scared!" The South China Sea Crocodile God's eyes widened, "The pretty boy really only knows how to brag."
Murong Fu ignored him and turned to Qiao Feng, who had already stood up, and said, "Master Qiao, please go back to the Beggar Clan disciples. I am enough here."
"good!"
Qiao Feng was not pretentious, he was always happy. Thinking that he couldn't really help here and could only be a drag, he limped along with the one or two points of physical strength he had regained after being immune to the "Sorrowful Breeze".
leave.
"please."
Murong Fu made a gesture of invitation to the four villains, which seemed quite provocative in the eyes of his opponents.
The South China Sea Crocodile God screamed and took the lead in attacking with scissors.
Snapped!
With a wave of the closed fan, the force of the wave with one hand actually opened the giant scissors held by Yue Laosan's hands.
"Yue Laosan, your master Duan Yu is also a pretty boy. You are not even as good as a pretty boy, so who do you think you are?"
Murong Fu joked, turned around to avoid Ye Erniang's lancet, pushed him on the back, and kicked away Yun Zhonghe's steel claw. With a little force, Yun Zhong
Crane's body immediately fell forward, and his eyes couldn't help but be horrified.
Bah!
Duan Yanqing was optimistic about the opportunity, and the stick was struck with rapid momentum.
"Haha, why is Mr. Duan so timid?" Murong Fu seemed to have seen through his move. He made a move like lightning. At the moment when the iron staff was attacking rapidly, he directly grabbed the head of the staff and held it firmly.
Duan Yanqing was not surprised but overjoyed. He was so experienced in fighting. He had rehearsed countless battle scenes between the enemy and ourselves, including the very low probability of being caught by the head of the staff.
This is actually a trap, specially used to deal with opponents who are very skilled in martial arts but don't understand Duan's secret skills.
At this time, all it takes is one yang finger to activate the energy and strike it with a decisive blow. The opponent who grabs the head of the stick will be severely injured, and may even be hit through the opponent's body, thus establishing victory in one fell swoop.
With a smile on his lips, he was about to activate the Yiyang Finger Power when his whole body suddenly shook. A sharp zhenqi rushed up along the iron staff, hit the meridians in his body, and flowed out with him.
The energy collided and exploded in the meridians.
Duan Yanqing's expression changed drastically, and he wanted to pull out the staff and walk away, but Murong Fu flipped his hand lightly and snatched away the iron staff while his hand was weak.
Whoosh...poof!
The iron staff was thrown away by Murong Fu. The tip of the staff was tilted into the ground, and one-third of the staff was inserted into the ground.
"Mr. Duan, the 'Hand Jueyin Pericardium Meridian' in your middle finger has been temporarily destroyed and you cannot use the one-yang fingering technique. Do you still need to hit it again?"
Murong Fu went there to fight and said calmly.
Yiyangzhi was born out of the Six Meridians Divine Sword. It changed the six-path sword technique that was difficult to practice at the same time to the main path of "Zhongchong Sword". As it delved deeper into this path, it developed various magical functions, such as being able to open up the human body.
Acupuncture points all over the body heal people's injuries.
Although the Yiyang Finger is not as powerful and flexible as the "Six Meridians Divine Sword", it is not inferior to the power of the sword technique alone, and it also has the advantage of being able to heal injuries.
"How do you know..." Duan Yanqing exclaimed in surprise, but stopped mid-sentence. Asking such a thing was in vain and only caused humiliation.
"Ahhh!"
The idiot Crocodile God of the South China Sea was about to pounce again, but Duan Yanqing called him out in time.
"Ah? Boss, aren't you going to fight?" He turned around with a puzzled look on his face.
Duan Yanqing's face was filled with redness, but he couldn't admit defeat.
Tap tap tap——
Fortunately, the sound of horse hooves relieved him. The Xixia cavalry regrouped and got into position.
The first general shouted: "We are not convinced!"
"Fight! Fight! Fight!"
A group of Xixia cavalry raised their weapons and shouted loudly.
Before, they dismounted and massacred the Beggar Clan disciples without the support of a formation, but they were caught off guard by Murong Fuyin's attack. Everyone felt humiliated and wanted to regain their place.
Murong Fu smiled faintly, stopped looking at Helian Tieshu, and turned to face a group of cavalry in the distance.
He knew that even if Helian Tieshu spoke at this time, it might not be effective and he could only defeat the powerful enemy head-on.
Regardless of the glory of a soldier or the fierceness of an arrogant warrior, even if he could be forcibly subdued, Helian Tieshu would not let them suffer such a bad fate and make them feel resentful.
Compared to this group of Xixia cavalry, the masters of the First Grade Hall were much more honest. When the "number one master" Duan Yanqing did not speak, they all kept their mouths shut. Even if they were masters of the inner hall, their loyalty was not very high.
"It seems that you are still quite unconvinced. Forget it, I am too lazy to warm up anymore, so I will let you feel what real fear is!"
Murong Fu's faint and clear voice reached his ears, and he could see his whole body floating slightly, with a faint light emitting from his whole body. His head was tilted back, and his hands opened and closed, as if he had become one with the embracing heaven and earth.
A light suddenly appeared on his chest and gradually became brighter.
"Fuck!" the players yelled crazily.
"Honey, look, someone has become an immortal!"
"This is a martial arts novel, right? Why does it feel like it's almost turning into a cultivation game?"
"It's slightly floating in the air, only one foot above the ground. What's all the fuss about? Murong Fu's Crane Control Technique can also control flying arrows. Haven't you seen the video?"
"That's different, isn't it? Controlling things and controlling yourself are two different things. And why does it feel like he didn't use the Crane Control Technique?"
"It is clear that this is a world of high martial arts, not martial arts in the general sense. In yellow novels, people often break the void. This is nothing in front of us. No, it is not broken yet."
The light on Murong Fu's chest bloomed like a star, getting brighter and bigger.
The player didn't feel anything at all, but the Xixia cavalry on the opposite side couldn't stand it anymore, and each of their horses became paralyzed.
To be continued...