Murong Fu vertical and horizontal Douluo

Tang San circulated his soul power, and in the faint green light, Blue Silver Grass quietly appeared in his right palm.

"It has become different from ordinary blue silver grass!" Murong Fu raised his eyebrows. The blue silver grass in Tang San's hand was obviously thicker and darker. Even though it was five or six steps away, he could still smell it.

The dull scent of tea - poisonous!

"Yes, the soul ring obtained by hunting the soul beast has caused some changes in Blue Silver Grass!" Tang San nodded calmly: "I heard that Mr. Murong has competed with several senior classmates before, but he never even revealed his martial soul.

I don’t know how it will be today.”

"Of course I don't dare to be so careless when facing classmate Tang San!" Murong Fu also raised his right hand, flames swirled around his body, and a snake blade more than five feet long appeared, swimming nimbly in the palm of his hand.

Tang San raised his eyebrows slightly. During the few days he went out and the free time on the weekends, he was studying martial arts theory with the master. He was no longer the novice who had just arrived in Notting City. He could tell at a glance that Murong Fu

The extraordinary spirit of martial arts.

"Mutated martial spirit?" Tang San asked tentatively.

Murong Fu nodded, flicked his arm, and pointed his index and middle fingers together like swords. With the flick of his arm, the snake blade drew a dazzling flame, floating an inch in front of Murong Fu's finger: "Please!"

Tang San didn't dare to be careless. He flipped his hand and the blue silver grass in his palm had grown to several feet long in an instant. The tips of the grass blades were sharp and stabbed at Murong Fu like spears. Murong Fu looked solemn and flicked his right hand.

The snake blade followed him like a shadow, drawing a streak of fire and easily cutting off the dozens of blue-eyed grasses that were stabbed at him.

Tang San frowned. Although this level of damage would not damage the spirit itself, the consumption of spirit power was real! In the previous sparring session with Xiao Wu, Xiao Wu was satisfied with the tenacity of the blue silver grass.

It was a bitter experience. But when facing Murong Fu, he was defeated in one blow!

"Be careful!" Tang San let out a light whistle, stepped on the ghost shadow, and opened the speed at full speed. In an instant, three or four afterimages appeared, and sixteen blue silver grass blades clung to the ground, rushing out with him, and in an instant

Arriving in front of Murong Fu, the Thirteen Blue Silver Grasses suddenly bounced up, attacking from different directions at the same time. Tang San opened the fist of Xuan Yu's hand and only aimed at Murong Fu's face.

Murong Fu's face was calm, and he was flying backwards with his toes. The snake blade quickly circled around the body twice like a real spiritual snake, cutting off the blue silver grass that had not been avoided. But Murong Fu did not

He retreated far away, only avoiding Tang San's fist, then stopped, waved his hand, chopped off the blue silver grass spear, and the snake blade was already in front of his finger, and with his movement, he struck Tang San with the knife.

Tang San made a mistake with his foot, and there was only a shadow left on the spot. Instead of retreating, he advanced forward. His left hand reached out and his five fingers formed a grasp, grabbing at Murong Fu's right wrist that controlled the snake blade. Tang San and his two generations practiced Xuan Tian Gong intensively, facing the inside.

He also has quite a lot of experience in the circulation of breath. Naturally, he also knows that as long as he holds his veins and suppresses his soul power with his soul power, he can make the soul of the weapon dissipate! At the same time, thirteen new blue and silver grass leaves came from all around again.

Murong Fu once again controlled the snake blade to rotate around him, cutting off the Blue Silver Grass attack. When facing Tang San's claw attack, he also used his left hand to meet it.

With a pop, the two hands touched each other and clasped tightly together. The two used their strength at the same time, trying to overpower the other.

Tang San's Xuan Tian Gong and Murong Fu's Guang Gu Jingxin are both Taoist methods. Although they are not strong, they are like the endless flow of rivers. Murong Fu's soul power is slightly better, but it is difficult to fully complete it in a short time.

Suppress Tang San.

Murong Fu was about to use the snake blade to attack, but suddenly he felt his feet tighten, and three blue silver grasses silently wrapped around his ankles!

How could it be? Murong Fu was shocked. He had clearly just cut down thirteen bluesilver grasses, and it would take time for Tang San to regroup. Moreover, he was clearly wrestling with himself!

Wait!

Thirteen?

Murong Fu's heart moved. At first, Tang San's Blue Silver Grass clearly had sixteen blades of grass, but when he launched his attack, it always turned into thirteen grass spears!

Yes, there are three of them, lying on the ground all the time, waiting for the moment when I relax or get distracted and have no time to estimate! And because of the dark sky and my somewhat relaxed mentality, I actually didn't notice it!

"What a plan, classmate Tang San!" Murong Fu chuckled, and then his body was swung up like a linen bag. Tang San didn't show any politeness at all, he just threw it towards the ground.

Tang San was obviously using a soul skill! The blue silver grassland was originally just wrapped around Murong Fu's ankles, but suddenly it grew so large that it tied half of his body into a rice dumpling, making him unable to move from the chest down.

But I can't move my body, I still have my arms, and I still have my martial spirit!

Murong Fu was in the air but did not panic at all. He quickly waved his hand and swept the snake blade, instantly cutting off the grass blades wrapped around his body. At the critical moment, he put his palm on the ground and landed smoothly with a somersault.

However, Tang San seemed to have defeated Murong Fu long ago and was not defeated so easily. At this time, he had already charged forward again, with sixteen blades of grass sticking to the ground, attacking Murong Fu one step faster than his own body.

"Hey!" The smile on Murong Fu's face did not diminish but grew. I have soul skills too!

The snake blade that was already filled with flames burst into flames, and the flames instantly enveloped Murong Fu's whole body. The next moment, the snake blade flew out, and Murong Fu turned into a line of fire and followed the snake blade, heading straight for Tang San.

Tang San was startled and hurriedly stopped, but the distance was too close, and he had no time to dodge. He felt a scorching heat pass by him, and Murong Fu was already behind him. There was a faint stream of heat on the side of his neck.

, reached out and looked again, there was already a trace of blood.

There was no pain, it was obviously a very shallow wound.

"Thank you, Classmate Murong, for showing mercy!" Tang San smiled helplessly, put away his martial spirit, turned around and clasped his fists at Murong Fu.

"We are just classmates, not fighting to the death!" Murong Fu also turned around and smiled slightly: "Besides, hasn't classmate Tang San always been merciful? Not to mention that the poison of your martial spirit has not been released, your left sleeve has

The things inside have never been used!”

"How did Mr. Murong find out?" Tang San looked dumbfounded. He rolled up his sleeves, revealing a pair of exquisite sleeve arrows. After losing to Murong Fu, Tang San was somewhat mentally prepared. Although he was a little disappointed, it was not particularly strong.

But Murong Fu discovered his sleeve arrows, which really surprised him. Hidden weapons, the key point is this secret word! If someone discovers it in advance, the effect will be greatly reduced!

"Student Tang San's fist skills are very good, and he also has a lot of wrist movements! But Tang San's right hand is obviously much more flexible than his left hand! I guess it should be a specific wrist movement that will trigger the mechanism of that thing, right?"

"Classmate Murong has such good eyesight!" Tang San praised: "This is called the Silent Sleeve Arrow, and it is a weapon passed down from my... family!"

Murong Fu nodded with a smile, but he was already laughing in his heart.

Silent sleeve arrow, a family heirloom weapon?

Ha, what about Xuantian Kung, controlling cranes and capturing dragons, and ghost shadows?

Although I have never seen the kung fu in that fist and palm, it is not difficult to guess that it is the rumored Xuan Yu hand!

Hehe, what a Tang San, what a Tang Sect!

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Murong Fu leads one to zero~

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