Mixed martial arts: I am the best in the world

Chapter 226 Murong Fu

Yan Nantian looked at Lu Junyi's body with a stern look on his face, and sighed: "He was a heroic man, what a pity."

"General Yan, the Liangshan army has begun to retreat." Qi Zuoguo flew up and said loudly.

"Seize the opportunity to pursue and drive these rebels straight into the Liangshan Central Army." Yan Nantian fell on the horse, drew out the sword from his waist, and shouted loudly: "Kill them, and you will make great achievements today."

"Kill." The soldiers of the three armies followed closely.Countless war horses galloped, following Liangshan's defeated troops, and charged forward.

Poor Liangshan troops, they were originally here to ambush others, but now they never thought that not only could they not ambush others, but they themselves were also besieged by the enemy. For a moment, they wished they had four legs so that they could run faster. Some.

On the main battlefield, in fact, the Southern Song army's front line was already in danger. Meng Gong, the commander-in-chief of the Chinese army, had been injured. If it had not been for the desperate protection of his own soldiers, he would have been killed by Gongsun Sheng and others. Even so, he was also seriously injured. Pale.

Song Jiang could see clearly, with a look of pride on his face. He had wiped out Meng Gong's army this time, and he would definitely be rewarded by the Northern Song Dynasty, and he would even be promoted.

At this time, a long roar came from the distance, which could be heard for ten miles and resounded through the sky. It actually suppressed the shouts of killing on the battlefield.Song Jiang originally thought it was Lu Junyi who came to kill him, but when he saw the figure flying in the distance, he suddenly realized something was wrong.

"Quick, quick, the army will follow me up, Wu Song, prepare to fight." When Song Jiang saw Yan Nantian's appearance clearly, he knew the result, and the matter was indeed out of his control.

"Yes." Wu Song held the sword in his hand and flew forward to fight with Yan Nantian. Yan Nantian ignored him and slapped out his palm, transforming his power into a dragon shape and killing Wu Song.

"How is it possible with the Eighteen Divine Dragon-Subduing Palms?" Wu Song felt the strong wind blowing and his skin ached. He couldn't help but exclaim loudly. Faced with such fierce martial arts, Wu Song did not dare to resist easily.

"Hua Rong, you go to support the King of Heaven. Chai Jin, Qin Ming, and Li Ying, let's go together." Song Jiang gritted his teeth fiercely. He felt that the person in front of him was a powerful enemy. If he couldn't defeat him, I'm afraid that his side Things are not going well.

At this moment, he secretly regretted that he had not calculated properly and caused the situation in front of him. What worried him even more was that Murong Bo in the distance seemed to be in danger.

"Song Jiang traitor, come out and die!" Another figure flew from a distance, with a beautiful face and overwhelming beauty. As he waved his palms, the soldiers were killed one after another.

"Dong Ping, Zhang Qing, Yang Zhi, the three of you go deal with that woman." Wu Yong, who had replaced Song Jiang in command, issued another attack order.

"Prince Ming, are you going too far?" The battlefield was in chaos. Murong Bo's voice was full of anger, and he wanted to kill Zhu Shou immediately.

Zhu Shou laughed loudly, and a Shao Shang sword shot out of the air, and a sharp roar appeared in the air. Murong Bo was so frightened that he escaped in panic. He didn't have any mercy at all. It would be great if he could keep the other party here. But things.

"Kill!" Murong Bo's eyes flashed with ferocity. Instead of retreating, he advanced, creating wind with his feet, and came towards Zhu Shou.

Zhu Shou was about to step forward to kill him, when he suddenly felt a warning sign. He suddenly raised his body several feet higher, then placed his left foot on top of his right foot. His body rose several feet higher again, and he also felt the heat from his step. A hot wind swept through him, almost cutting his left foot into two pieces.Zhu Shou's expression changed in fright.

"King Ming is so good at Qinggong." A gloomy voice came. Zhu Shou looked back and saw a monk, wearing a yellow monk's robe. He was less than 50 years old, clothed in cloth and wearing sandals. His face was full of energy, as if there was a precious light shining. Like bright jewels and jade, they shine naturally.

"Great Wheel Ming King Jiumozhi?" Zhu Shou looked at the other party's appearance and suddenly thought of a person. He shook his head and said: "Jiumozhi, your dharma title is not good, please change it! There is only one Ming King in the world. That’s loneliness.”

"Amitabha is just a name for people in the world. Why does King Ming care about it? This King is not that King. It is just a title. Even calling the poor monk a cat or a dog is okay. King Ming, what do you think?" Jiumozhi looked at Zhu Shou and said, There was a little more jealousy in the depths of his eyes.

Zhu Shou has already achieved innate talent at such a young age, and his qualifications far exceed his own.

"Jiumozhi, it seems that you want to die today?" Zhu Shou was not angry either. He waved his palms and turned them into the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Divine Palms. He activated the Wedding Clothes Magic and killed Jiumozhi.

To deal with such a person, only by using strong strength to shock the opponent and kill the opponent can the opponent shut up. Otherwise, in his eyes, there is no difference between you and a cat or a dog.

Jiumozhi also wanted to test Zhu Shou's strength, so when he saw the opponent slapping his hands, he went forward without hesitation.The two sides are directly fighting each other with internal forces.

Behind Zhu Shou, a ray of sword light came through the air, flew out from the chaos, and pierced Zhu Shou's heart. He saw a middle-aged general with a beard on his face and sharp eyes. He didn't know what it was. As for the origin, I only know that sword energy flew out from the sword's edge and turned into a sword aura, which was about several feet away. Although the distance was far away, you could still feel the pain on your skin. "Okay." Upon seeing this, Murong Bo's face suddenly turned bitter and joyful, and the Dragon City Sword Technique shot out of the air, joining in to surround and kill Zhu Shou.

Zhu Shou's face was calm, and the four palms collided with each other and made a loud noise. Jiumozhi suddenly felt a huge force coming along his arms. His meridians seemed to be burned by fire, and he was in constant pain. His arms were sore and numb, and his old face turned red from the shock. , retreated continuously.

Zhu Shou flew back and hit the sword with his right hand, opening and closing it wide, with such majestic momentum that Murong Bo hurriedly blocked it with his sword energy.

"Roar!" A fierce roar came from the sky, like a tiger roaring in the mountains and forests, deterring all beasts, and like a mountain torrent erupting, cascading thousands of miles, and even divine thunder falling from the sky, shocking all directions.

The middle-aged man never imagined that there would be such a change. In his opinion, the other party was already stretched thin to deal with Murong Bo and Jiumozhi, and had no extra strength to deal with him.

Unexpectedly, the other party opened his mouth and let out a "lion's roar". In an instant, a powerful force was transmitted into the eardrums. His head felt dizzy, and the sword in his hand almost fell to the ground, not to mention that this sword could hurt the enemy.

After three consecutive blows, Zhu Shou was out of danger. He glanced at the three of them and couldn't help but sneered: "As expected, those who are close to Zhu are red and those who are close to Mo are black. Murong Bo likes to make sneak attacks, and you two also like to hide in the dark. Sneak attack, Murong Bo, you are very good! What do you call this person?"

"Li Yanzong of Xixia." There was a hint of anger in the middle-aged man's eyes.

"Li Yanzong?" Zhu Shou was stunned after hearing this, glanced at the other person, laughed suddenly, drew out his sword, pointed at the other person, and said: "Who do you think you are? It turns out to be you! It really is like this, we are not a family. Without entering the same house, you are really a father and son! Li Yanzong, others don’t know your identity, but I, the Ming Dynasty Ming Lou, know your identity, you are Murong Fu."

After Li Yanzong, or rather Murong Fu, heard this, his expression changed drastically, and his eyes suddenly showed a look of horror. He did not expect that his identity would be known. Even in Xixia for so many years, such a thing has never happened. .

"Who are you? Murong Fu? Are you kidding?" Murong Fu pretended to look calm, pointed his sword at Zhu Shou and sneered: "King Ming, today is the day you die."

Zhu Shou's face was cold, and he saw golden light all over his body. He held a sword in his right hand, using the Dugu Nine Swords. He involved Murong Bo and his son, and the Shaoze sword in his left hand came out of the air, but it was used to deal with Jiumozhi.

"How brave." When Murong Fu saw this, he was secretly angry. This Prince Ming was really hateful. He actually dared to face three innate masters. Even if Murong Bo was injured, he was still an innate master.

It was only when he found that the sword light in front of him was like a mountain, and the sword energy was like a sea, did he realize the power of Zhu Shou. The sword was shining with cold light, and a little bit of cold stars shrouded the father and son in it. The sword was raging, stabbing, or stabbing. Cutting, chopping, picking, etc., all seem to be simple moves, but when combined together, these moves become a powerful swordsmanship.

The sword moves were swift and swift, one after another, without any loopholes. Every time he drew his sword, the opponent had already wandered to the other side, and the sword edge was pointed at Murong Bo. He had no time to change his moves.

"Lingbo microsteps."

Jiumozhi on the other side discovered Zhu Shou's secret. The other party could move in a small space and move smoothly, making the three of them unable to catch Zhu Shou's whereabouts. Not only the other party's martial arts, but also because the other party had mastered the Lingbo Weibu. This is the unique skill of Duan Yu, the leader of the Dali Kingdom. When Duan Yu was very poor in martial arts, he relied on the Lingbo Weibu to escape the pursuit of everyone.

"Jiu Mozhi, you are very knowledgeable. You are indeed a Lingbo Weibu." Zhu Shou's figure was erratic. Suddenly, the Shaoze sword pointed at Murong Fu, but the sword in his hand curled up with a sword sound, and Jiumozhi was involved in it. , pointing directly at the big point of Tanzhong.

Murong Fu was caught off guard and quickly hid aside. However, Jiumozhi quickly reacted to Zhu Shou's sudden attack and hit the tip of the sword with Wu Xiang Jie's finger, blocking the Dugu Nine Swords. Just as he was waiting to hold Zhu Shou back, Zhu Shou pulled away without hesitation and pointed the sword edge at Murong Bo again. Shao Ze's sword shot out and hit Jiumozhi's shoulder.

"Hmph." Jiumozhi groaned and retreated again.

Murong Fu came to kill Zhu Shou again, even if he was injured, he still wanted to kill Zhu Shou.Murong Bo also knew that this was an opportunity and the only opportunity.

"Brother Qin Ming."

Song Jiang's shrill roar could be heard in the distance. Murong Bo looked over and saw Yan Nantian hit Qin Ming's head with his palm. Qin Ming's head was instantly knocked away, flying several feet away and falling into the chaos.

A Tiangang master in Liangshan was killed.

(End of this chapter)