Murong Fu Dongfangqing

All the officers and soldiers were frightened when they saw the two men descending from the sky, killing or knocking out the three highly skilled monks.Murong Fu is also envious in his heart, he deserves to be the No. 1 Zhang Sanfeng in Central Plains martial arts, he has such power in every gesture.

The leading military officer shouted: "Wu Na old-fashioned boy, what are you doing?"

Murong Fu didn't speak, Zhang Sanfeng scolded: "You son of a bitch! You're here to commit crimes and harm good people again, get out of here!"

The military officer said: "Do you know who these people are? They are the remnants of the demon sect rebels, the criminals that I, the Mongolian Dayuan, want to arrest!"

Knowing that Zhang Sanfeng disliked the people of the Ming Cult, Murong Fu immediately said: "It's a joke, the imperial convicts are also the imperial convicts of your Mongols, not our Han."

Originally, Zhang Sanfeng was surprised when he heard the words "rebels from the Devil's Cult", and his expression was a little hesitant. Then, when he heard the young man's words, he thought to himself: In today's world, alien races are invading. At the forefront, this person should be saved.

Then he said: "There is an old Taoist here today, you don't want to succeed, go away quickly."

The military officer said: "Who is the old man? Why do you intervene?"

Zhang Sanfeng smiled slightly, and said: "Who do you care about me? Everyone in the world can control the affairs of the world." .m.

While speaking, the military officer winked, and the remaining officers and soldiers and the monks all backed away slowly to save the monk who fell into the water, as if they were going to leave.

When they got back to the big boat, they picked up their strong bows one after another and shot at the four people on board. Now the four people are standing on the bow of the boat, there is no way to hide.

I saw Zhang Sanfeng spit out his palm lightly, waved his robe sleeves, all the feathered arrows fell into the river in the first round of "swipe", Zhang Sanfeng's martial arts were swaying smoothly, without any signs of moves.

Murong Fu was full of admiration, this old man should have reached the state where there is no way to win and no way to win according to the legend.However, although Zhang Sanfeng said ruthlessly, he didn't want to kill, Yu Jian shot round after round, if this entanglement continued, when would it be the end.

So Murong Fu hugged the little girl with one hand, made complicated gestures with the other, and said: "Senior, this is not the way to go, this junior has the courage to help you."

After making the hand gesture, Murong Fu waved his hand heavily in the air, it was a great effort to move the stars, all the feathered arrows in the air went back the same way, and shot at the Mongolian officers and soldiers and the monks.

All the officers, soldiers, and foreign monks felt the gust of wind hit their faces, and were shot by feather arrows one after another. Seeing that the situation was not right, only one foreign monk and the chief military officer stood closer to the back.

"The battle is turning and the stars are moving!" Zhang Sanfeng exclaimed:

"I saw that Shaoxia seemed to use the great method of absorbing stars before. I thought it was the descendant of Mr. Ren from the Sun Moon God Sect, but then I saw Shaoxia's Yiyang Finger, and I thought it was a member of the Duan family in Dali."

"Now that the young hero can even know Gusu's Murong family's Dou Zhuan Xing Yi, the old way is confused. What sect does the young hero belong to?"

"Star-absorbing Dafa?" Murong Fu was also taken aback for a moment, and then suddenly realized that when he got on the boat before, he grabbed the long sword in the water, and people who didn't know him thought it was the dragon-capturing skill.

People with advanced martial arts can see the shadow of the Beiming Divine Art, but almost no one in Jianghu has heard of the Beiming Divine Art, but the Sun Moon God Sect Ren Woxing's star-absorbing method is more famous, so it will be regarded as the star-absorbing method .

But Murong Fu naturally wouldn't say it, he gave a slight salute and said: "Junior Gusu Murong Fu, I have met Master Zhang."

"It is rumored that the Gusu Murong family possesses the world's martial arts, and they use their own methods to repay their own. It is indeed a well-deserved reputation." Zhang Sanfeng sighed.

Murong Fu also somewhat admired Zhang Sanfeng's insight, one must know that the Murong family's history is unknown, although they have the prestige of "returning the other body with the way of the other", but outsiders only think that the Murong family has a large collection of martial arts classics, so they can use it The enemy's moves counterattack the enemy, but this prestige is based on the changing stars.

"Senior, you laughed at me." Murong Fu was a little embarrassed, this reputation is hard to say, in this era, the views of the sect are very important, and the broom is self-cherishing, no sect is willing to spread their unique knowledge, and the hobby of the Murong family is simply public enemies of the martial arts.

Zhang Sanfeng seemed to have seen through Murong Fu's thoughts, but his praise was indeed sincere, and at his level he no longer sticks to sectarian opinions, so he opened his mouth and said:

"Young heroes don't need to underestimate themselves, red flowers and white lotus roots, the world's martial arts are originally a family, and they have cut each other's strengths and complemented each other's weaknesses for thousands of years, and the true origin has long been indistinguishable."

Murong Fu was still about to speak, when the big bearded man said "Hey", he fell on the deck of the cabin, he was already wounded, and he was hit by a poisoned arrow, he had been holding on with one breath before, now he will breathe a little easier and support him Can't stop.

Zhang Sanfeng took out a elixir, fed it into the big bearded man's mouth, rowed the boat to the side of the ferry, and wanted to help him to cross the boat, but the big man was also tough, holding the boy's body in one hand, and going to hug Murong Fu in the other little girl.

Murong Fu shook his head and said, "I'll do it."The big man nodded and boarded the ferry with a light push.

Murong Fu picked up his sword, hugged the little girl and followed Zhang Sanfeng onto the ferry, saw a half-grown boy with a pale face lying in the cabin, his eyes were a bit sluggish.

Murong Fu also sighed in his heart, anyone who saw Zhang Wuji's half-dead state would never have thought that he would become the leader of the Ming sect with the world's best martial arts in the future.

After that, Zhang Sanfeng took the arrows and pulled out the poison for the big man to heal his wounds, and Murong Fu went to the shore to take Li Mochou to the boat. Li Mochou was also very surprised to see Zhang Sanfeng. She didn't expect to meet the legendary Wulin No.1, so she came forward to greet him .

But Murong Fu did not introduce that this is his apprentice.

As soon as the bearded man wrapped up his wound, he knelt on the ground and said, "Little Chang Yuchun, thank you old master and young master for saving your life."

Zhang Sanfeng raised his hand falsely, Chang Yuchun stood up involuntarily, his inner strength control was many times more perfect than Murong Fu's.

Murong Fu was yearning for it, and even more determined that after returning this time, he must study martial arts hard and accumulate some capital to pretend to be aggressive.

Zhang Sanfeng said: "Chang Yingxiong doesn't need to be so generous, you have serious internal injuries, please lie down and rest."

Murong Fu said: "Yes, Brother Chang, you don't have to be polite if you raise your hand."

When Chang Yuchun heard that these two men were heroes and big brothers calling him, he felt overwhelmed, and wanted to kneel down to worship him again, but Murong Fu hurried over to support him and let him rest.Chang Yuchun had no choice but to lie down.

Murong Fu saw the little girl sitting on the bow of the boat weeping, watching the boat where her father's body was drifting away.He secretly said in his heart: "This should be Zhou Zhiruo, but I don't know why the boatman on the bank of the Han River has never heard of a pair of Zhou's father and daughter."

The little girl is about ten years old, her clothes are worn out, her feet are bare, her face is beautiful, she is absolutely the fetus of a stunning little beauty.

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