Qiang!


    A sword light like a silver waterfall suddenly surged out of the air. Murong Fu, who was flying, suddenly turned pale, and gave birth to the idea that he would die if he took the sword. Even if he wanted to get out of the sky, he would retreat.


    But Lu Zhi''s sword was too fast. It was almost in a flash. Murongfu had no choice but to raise his sword to meet each other, hoping to stop the moment and win a moment''s chance to retreat.


    Then the next second, the sword light stirred, and the long sword made of refined steel in Murong Fu''s hand was broken into fragments, which drowned him with the sword Qi scattered all over the sky!


    Poof, poop, poop


    For a moment, Murong Fu''s expensive robe was full of holes, and there were more than a dozen wounds of different depths on his body. The most dangerous scar was pulled obliquely from the bridge of his left nose to behind his ear!


    This wound not only broke his face, but also almost blinded his eyes!


    If he hadn''t reacted in time and hurried back in an instant, I''m afraid he would be more than injured at this time. Maybe he would be directly given to the owl head by Lu Zhi''s sword!


    Murong Fu kept walking at his feet and drove back to Lu Zhi several feet away. Then he stopped, staring at Lu Zhi with resentment and fear.


    In particular, the Yuanhong sword in his hand has made Murong Fu afraid so far.


    The divine sword is so sharp that cutting iron and steel is like wearing rotten soil. If he didn''t feel the fatal crisis at the last moment and retreat decisively, I''m afraid his end would not be better than his own cut sword!


    Besides him, those Jianghu people present were even more shocked and could hardly speak.


    This bag was different from Murong Fu''s two masters and servants, and moved hands with the young Taoist one by one. As a result, the Taoist just waved a palm and cut a sword respectively, and defeated both their masters and servants.


    It''s good to say that Baodi is different. Although Kung Fu can''t be said to be weak, it''s just the level of ordinary good players. I don''t know how many such good players are in the Jianghu. Even if they are defeated by a move, they won''t be particularly shocked.


    But Murong Fu is different. The name of Nan Murong is almost well known in the Jianghu today. Both reputation and strength are top-level in the Jianghu.


    Although there is more or less water in Murong Fu''s big name for people who really know how much Murong Fu is, it is undeniable that Murong Fu''s strength is really strong, which has surpassed more than 90% of the Jianghu people in today''s Jianghu.


    But he is such a rare first-class expert in the Jianghu, but he was defeated by a sword fight. He was even scarred and bloody. Even the jade crown tied on his head was smashed by the sword Qi. His hair was scattered and his clothes were as rags. How embarrassing.


    "... what exactly is the origin of this Taoist? His martial arts are so excellent?!"


    "Yes, even the Murong childe who called Nan Murong is not the enemy of his unity. The Taoist''s Kung Fu is really profound!"


    Hearing the whispers of those people in the Jianghu, Murong Fu was even more ashamed and angry.


    That hateful thief Taoist just relied on the benefits of the divine soldiers in his hand, which made me suffer such a great loss without knowing the situation. Why did he become the enemy of me?!


    "That Taoist!" Murong Fu was not satisfied at last, and said reluctantly, "you only let me suffer a dark loss by chopping my blade with the divine sword in your hand. If you have the ability, fight with me fairly empty handed!"


    He was also a little dizzy with anger. In addition, if he really retreated and softened, his reputation in the Wulin would suffer a great blow, which he absolutely couldn''t accept.


    After all, the Murong family has worked hard in the Jianghu for so many years to win over more Jianghu people to take refuge in them when the country is restored in the future.


    Therefore, the setback of his reputation is more unacceptable to him than slapping him. Today he wants to get back the scene and reputation anyway!


    Facing murongfu''s engagement, Lu Zhi noncommittally put Yuanhong back in his sheath and raised his hand to pose a Tai Chi start pose.


    Not only does murongfu want to find the field again, but Lu Zhi is also ready to lend him some prestige to facilitate his later actions.


    After all, if murongfu was not a stepping stone to make the Jianghu people pay attention to him, I''m afraid few people would really care about what he said.


    Jianghu is such a reality. Although it also has its own rules, most of the time, big fist is the hardest truth!


    Otherwise, you, an unknown nobody, still want to tell the world in front of the heroes?


    Do you think someone will pay attention to you? It''s light to treat you as a clown. When you meet someone who has a bad temper and thinks highly of himself, you have to teach you a lesson directly!


    Seeing Lu Zhi''s indifferent appearance, murongfu couldn''t help hating more. He just felt that it was true and didn''t pay attention to himself at all.


    "Arrogance!"


    Murong Fu shouted angrily. When he was a little on the ground, he rushed up to Lu Zhi in an instant. Raising his hand was a powerful mountain opening palm, printed in front of Lu Zhi''s chest.


    From the way he played, we can see that the idea in this guy''s heart is not so aboveboard, otherwise he won''t try to suppress people with force.


    He just saw Lu Zhi''s face was young and young, so he subconsciously thought that Lu Zhi''s skill was not deep, so he used such a powerful and fierce palm technique to force Lu Zhi to compete with him.


    After all, Lu Zhi is only old enough to be a weak champion. How can he be as good as himself?


    Murong Fu, who is about to be in his third year, has cultivated more Qi than Lu Zhi for ten years, so he is naturally full of confidence that Lu Zhi''s skill must not be better than himself.


    But he doesn''t know that Taoists, especially Taoists who have refined their Taoist martial arts, can''t define their age and skill depth only by their appearance, and they will suffer a great loss!


    As far as Lu Zhi is concerned, I''m afraid that even after another hundred years, he will still look like a young man today. After all, based on his longevity, it will take at least another 200 years before he will gradually enter middle age.


    So when murongfu, a "young man", tried to confront himself, Lu Zhi also laughed in his heart, and then raised his hand and slapped him in the face.


    Boom!


    The surging Qi collided with each other, and then exploded in the air. A huge impact and storm burst out in the production. Even the earth under their feet was shocked, shaking the dead leaves and branches all over the sky!


    Murong Fu''s face turned red in an instant, and then turned white. He was in a stalemate with Lu Zhi for less than a breath, so he could no longer resist the huge impact, and the whole person was shocked into the air!


    He felt that his palm didn''t seem to hit the flesh and blood, but blew directly on the erupting mountain torrent. The surging strength immediately washed away his true Qi and poured it out, almost making him close his breath on the spot!


    Lu Zhi''s skill is so deep that even those hidden old monsters dare not say they can beat him in the world. What''s more, even if they don''t compete with the real Qi, he also bears great strength. His pure physical strength is comparable to the great master of horizontal practice with great external skills. How can murongfu compare with him?


    Bang Pedal pedal pedal!


    Murong Fu flew a full ten feet away, and then landed. Then he stepped back for five steps, which stabilized his body again.


    Along the way, the five deep footprints showed that the Jianghu people watching the war looked very strange.


    This It seems that even if you are empty handed, childe Murong is not the opponent of this mysterious Taoist.


    No matter how much Murong Fu shouted in his heart, "this is impossible", but the reality is that his martial arts and skills are very different from those of Lu Zhi, and there is not even much room to fight back.


    Lu Zhi didn''t give him any chance to breathe. After he pushed him back, he chased him again. In a flash, another Wudang soft palm patted him.