Martial Arts: Player Template, Ten Years Of Skill In The Beginning!

"so troublesome!"

Liu Feng cursed inwardly, then raised his hand to directly stop Ah Zi's slender waist, and pulled her into his arms, Ling Bo stepped on his feet slightly, his whole body was like a puff of smoke, at an astonishingly fast speed.

The streets were full of people, but they didn't affect Liu Feng at all, just like a fish swimming, passing by in a blink of an eye.

Many people only felt a flash in front of their eyes, but before they could see clearly, Liu Feng's figure had disappeared.

"Bastard, who told you to hug me, quickly take your hands away!" Ah Zi's cheeks were flushed, she had never been so close to anyone since she grew up so big.

"If you keep arguing, I'll really throw you down!" Liu Feng stared and shouted.

Hearing this, Ah Zi didn't dare to speak anymore, her Qinggong is not good, if she really rushes over by herself, it may take a long time.

"Hmph, it's reasonable to take advantage of others!" Ah Zi lowered her head and muttered.

Liu Feng ignored her and concentrated on his journey. Soon, the two of them left Luoyang City, then turned around and headed south.

It took only one stick of incense to reach Shilipo.

"Old Immortal Xingxiu, Magic power is boundless, invincible, invincible!"

"Old Immortal Constellation, Dharma drives the Central Plains, Supernatural Power is vast, Magic power is boundless!"

"Xingxiu old fairy, Magic power is boundless, immortal blessings will last forever, and longevity will be equal to heaven!"

The sound of shouting came from a distance.

Hearing the bragging shouts, Liu Feng heaved a sigh of relief, there was no need to guess, these were definitely the sycophants of the Xingxiu faction.

After going a little further, on a high slope, the wind stopped.

"Wow, it's already started, bastard, it seems we're not too late!" Ah Zi jumped out of Liu Feng's arms, looked down, and immediately exclaimed.

I saw that under the high slope was the ten-mile slope, and many people had gathered here at this time.

On the left side, there are more than a hundred disciples of the Xingxiu Sect. They are all dressed in strange clothes and strangely dressed. At this time, they are trying their best to shout the slogans of the Xingxiu Sect.

On the other side, there are four men and three women, plus a lama.

They were all Liu Feng's acquaintances, and the four men were the four generals of the Murong family, Deng Baichuan, Gong Zhigan, Bao Budong and Feng Bo'e.

The three daughters are naturally Wang Yuyan, Azhu and Abi.

As for the lama, it was Jiumozhi.

Previously in Dali, after being subdued by Liu Feng, he obeyed Liu Feng's arrangement, went all the way south, found Murong Fu, and followed him all the way. When meeting Ding Chunqiu this time, he naturally also appeared.

At this time, the core of the two gangs is Ding Chunqiu and Murong Fu.

Just as Ah Zi said, the two had already exchanged hands and started fighting, and the battle was fierce at this time.

"Unexpectedly, I haven't seen you for three months, but my second brother's martial arts have improved so much, and he has reached the Realm of a super-class expert~々!" Seeing Murong Fu in a blue robe with an imposing manner, Liu Feng nodded secretly. nod.

Murong Fu uses the sword with his right hand, and his left hand sometimes forms a palm and sometimes uses fingers, but he uses the "Shen He Zhi" and "Dou Zhuan Xing Yi" alternately.

The Sword Technique used is also very good. It is the "Guangfeng Sword Technique" of the Huashan School of the Ming Dynasty. amazing.

With Liu Feng's current strength, it can be seen at a glance that Murong Fu's comprehension of this Sword Technique has reached an extremely deep Realm, his attainments are quite high, and he has grasped the essence.

However, the current battle situation is extremely unfavorable to Murong Xia.

Ding Chunqiu's image is similar to Liu Feng's imagination, dressed in plain robes, white beard and hair, holding a Xiaoyao fan in his hand.

And his strength, as Liu Feng expected, is very strong, Innate Second Stage Realm.

At this time, he was fighting Murong Fu, but he didn't use all his strength, his left hand was behind his back, he just used the Xiaoyao Fan with his right hand, and easily blocked all of Murong Fu's attacks, it can be said that he had the upper hand.

Moreover, there was a smile on his face, and he looked extremely relaxed.

"Oh, bastard, that Murong Fu is no match for Old Monster Ding!" Ah Zi, who was on the side, turned to look at Liu Feng, with cunning in her eyes.

She doesn't have the slightest respect for Ding Chunqiu, and it's not surprising that she called Ding Laowei, especially now that she has stolen Ding Chunqiu's Shenmu Wangding, she has already torn her face, and don't care.

"What do you want to express?" Liu Feng squinted at Ah Zi.

Ah Zi showed an innocent face, and said: "No, I just feel that you seem to know that Murong Fu, seeing that he is about to lose, let me remind you!"

As she said that, she blinked her big black eyes, showing a trace of expectation: "Well, don't you plan to make a move?"

This is the reason why she pestered Liu Feng to follow him.

She had seen Liu Feng's strength before in the restaurant, and it was unfathomable, but just using Qinggong and rushing all the way made her realize Liu Feng's strength.

She wanted Liu Feng to make a move, and fight Ding Chunqiu. It would be best if he could defeat Ding Chunqiu, or even kill him, then she would no longer have to hide from Ding Chunqiu.

"No hurry, let's see first!" Liu Feng shook his head.

Of course, he knows Ah Zi's thoughts, but he doesn't care at all, whether he kills or not depends entirely on his own mind.

If you want to kill, you will naturally kill, if you don't want to kill, it's useless for anyone to calculate.

The battle between Ding Chunqiu and Murong Fu soon came to an end (Qian Dezhao).

The Xiaoyao fan in Ding Chunqiu's hand shook suddenly, the fan was as hard as steel, the internal energy gushed out, and the long sword in Murong Fu's hand was shaken and flew away.

Then without waiting for Murong Fu to react, Ding ChunQiu swung the Xiaoyao Fan in his hand and hit Murong Fu's left shoulder.

"Puchi..." Murong Fu's throat was sweet, he opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of blood, and his feet stepped back sharply.

"Mr. Murong, is this the Secret Technique of your Murong family? It seems that it is nothing more than that!"

Ding Chunqiu laughed, stepped on his feet, he didn't stop, but attacked again.

"Second Young Master, be careful..."

"Cousin Murong!"

Seeing this scene, the expressions of Deng Baichuan, Wang Yuyan and others changed, and they immediately shouted.

"Bastard!" Murong Fu's face showed color. .