The villain of Zongwu starts by threatening Dao Baifeng

On the other side.

Jiumozhi was also surprised to see Gu Yuxuan and others.

He did not expect that someone would come out of the Langhuan Jade Cave.

Coincidentally, Jiumozhi had heard about Murong Bo not long ago, and mixed in with the group of martial artists and went to Yanziwu.

However, he did not care about Murong Bo's life or death, but wanted to fish in troubled waters and sneak into Yanziwu to find martial arts secrets.

After all, he was a martial arts fanatic, and he had long coveted the Murong family's "Dou Zhuan Xing Yi" and "Sanhe Finger" and other unique skills.

But he did not expect to see Gu Yuxuan as soon as he arrived at Yanziwu.

Jiumozhi and Gu Yuxuan had fought in Dali Tianlong Temple, so he naturally knew Gu Yuxuan's strength.

For this reason, he did not dare to act rashly, so he had to hide his breath and left in a huff.

However, he did not give up, but shifted his target to Mantuo Villa.

He wanted to enter the Langhuan Jade Cave to search for the hundreds of martial arts in it.

Just when he was about to succeed, he didn't expect Gu Yuxuan to appear from the Langhuan Jade Cave.

"Alas, this person is really my nemesis!"

Jiumozhi sighed secretly.

Just as he was about to turn around and run away, Li Qingluo suddenly spoke.

"Nephew Murong, save me!"

Li Qingluo didn't know Gu Yuxuan yet, and didn't know how powerful Gu Yuxuan was.

For this reason, her first thought was to ask Murong Fu for help.

Hearing this, Murong Fu had a smug smile on his face.

After all, although Li Qingluo was his aunt, she had never had a good face for him.

Now he lowered his posture, which made him feel extremely comfortable.

"Disrespectful foreign monk, let go of my aunt!"

"Otherwise, don't blame me, Murong Fu, for being ruthless!"

Murong Fu shouted angrily.

"Murong Fu? Are you the Murong Master who is as famous as Qiao Feng in the north?"

Jiumozhi was instantly refreshed when he heard Murong Fu's name.

After all, he had been practicing martial arts since he lost to Gu Yuxuan in Dali.

He finally mastered the Xiao Wuxiang Gong.

Now his internal strength has increased several times compared to before.

And the flame knife he was proud of no longer needs to use the knife, and can be transformed with only internal strength.

The power is huge and infinite.

During this period, Jiumozhi has been looking for various masters to compete.

But unfortunately, those masters were unable to take his move.

This made him, a martial arts fanatic, very depressed.

Later, he accidentally heard of the names of Murong in the south and Qiao Feng in the north, and wanted to fight with them.

He actually went to the Beggar Gang headquarters in Luoyang, wanting to fight with Qiao Feng.

But he was told that Qiao Feng had left Luoyang.

In desperation, Jiumozhi came to Jiangnan again, wanting to fight with Murong Fu.

Unfortunately, for various reasons, he never met Murong Fu.

Now that he finally met him, he, a martial arts fanatic, was very excited.

"Humph, since you, a monk, have heard of my name, why don't you kneel down and beg for mercy!"

Murong Fu's eyes were full of contempt and disdain.

"Haha, I never knew what begging for mercy was."

Jiumozhi put his hands together, with a calm face.

"Humph, if you don't accept my toast, you will be punished. Watch me!"

Murong Fu drew out the long sword at his waist, used the sword technique handed down by the Murong family, and stabbed Jiumozhi directly.

"Hahaha, that's exactly what I want!"

Jiu Mozhi's eyes sparkled, he let go of Li Qingluo and rushed forward with the long sword.

"Hmph, you overestimate your own abilities!"

Murong Fu snorted coldly and changed his sword technique in the air.

The move that was supposed to stab Jiu Mozhi's thigh instantly changed direction and stabbed him in the chest.

He was very proud of his own strength and thought that this simple change of moves was enough to catch Jiu Mozhi off guard and then stab him to death with one sword.

However, the next second, Jiu Mozhi flashed and easily flashed behind Murong Fu.

Then he slapped Murong Fu's back with a palm.

Murong Fu was startled and quickly used his sword to defend himself.

The long sword and the two palms collided with a "bang", raising a lot of dust.

When the dust settled, Jiu Mozhi did not move at all, but Murong Fu was shocked and retreated more than ten steps in succession.

"Young Master!"

Bao Bu Tong and Feng Bo'e and the others saw that Murong Fu was stifled, and hurried forward to check the situation.

Having lost face in front of everyone, Murong Fu's face turned pale in an instant.

He ignored Bao Bu Tong and the others who came forward, and glared at Jiumozhi.

"Who are you, a foreign monk?"