Copying the heavens begins with Tianlong

Chapter 35 Thief Sun, you are quite good at playing!
"Hahaha, this is called a war that never tires of deceit."

Hearing Lin Yaodong's scolding, Helian Tieshu smiled instead of being angry, feeling very proud.

"I never thought that my heroic life, Lin Yaodong, would fall into the hands of a villain like you!"

Lin Yaodong shook his head and sighed, lowering his head and pretending to be remorseful.

Qiao Feng cooperated with the acting and said guiltily: "Second brother, third brother, it is the eldest brother who has caused trouble for you!"

Murong Fu, who was disguised as Li Yanzong, showed a victor's smile and walked towards Lin Yaodong with a single sword in his hand. He said with murderous intent: "Lin Yaodong, you can't believe it. You also have this day. We should settle our accounts properly."

He suppressed his voice and changed his tone. His voice was a little shrill, full of anger and resentment.

Lin Yaodong pretended not to know: "Who are you? We haven't met before."

"Of course we have met, but you don't remember it. It doesn't matter. I will let you recall it slowly."

Murong Fu does not want to reveal his identity yet, otherwise it is not known whether Helian Tieshu will let him go. Once exposed and people know that he secretly defected to Xixia Yipintang, he will become a public enemy of the Central Plains martial arts.

Lin Yaodong looked at Murong Fu, who was walking unnaturally, with a confused expression: "You are..."

"Did you remember? It's too late!"

Seeing that Lin Yaodong seemed to recognize him, Murong Fu immediately tapped Lin Yaodong's mute point, intending to make Lin Yaodong speechless and slowly process it.

However, Murong Fu's finger touched Lin Yaodong's body, and he immediately felt something was wrong, because it didn't look like a human body. He felt as if he was touching a copper wall, and his fingers almost broke.

"you……"

Murong Fu realized something was wrong and immediately wanted to distance himself, but Lin Yaodong grabbed his wrist.

"Murong Fu, pretend to be a member of the First Grade Hall to massacre the heroes of the Central Plains. Thief Sun, you are quite good at playing!"

While Lin Yaodong was speaking, he used the Beiming Divine Technique and began to absorb Murong Fu's internal energy.

"The great method of transforming energy!"

Feeling that the internal energy in his body was rapidly draining, Murong Fu, who did not know the existence of "Beiming Magic", immediately thought of the evil martial arts "Hua Gong Dafa" which was rumored in the world that Ding Chunqiu could eliminate internal energy.

He reacted quickly, grabbed the handle of the knife with his left hand, drew the knife and slashed Lin Yaodong's abdomen, trying to force Lin Yaodong to retreat.

However, Lin Yaodong shot out an invisible sword energy with a snap of his fingers, shattering the single sword into pieces, and then used his dragon claw hand to grab Murong Fu's other hand.

Murong Fu's hands were caught, and his internal energy was released wildly. In a short period of time, the internal energy he had cultivated for more than 20 years was sucked away. Knowing that he would definitely die if he continued like this, he immediately used up his remaining strength, raised his leg and kicked Lin Yaodong hard in the crotch.

"Click~"

"Broken...your leg"

Lin Yaodong looked calmly at Murong Fu, who had a distorted face: "You kicked me in the hardest part of my body!"

"Ah~"

Murong Fu felt as if his leg had been kicked by an iron pillar, and it was broken on the spot, and he cried out in pain.

A'Zhu on the side heard Murong Fu's voice, and his expression was complicated: "This voice is really the young master!"

He knew that Murong Fu had always wanted to be emperor, but he had no idea what Murong Fu did outside.

Now that I found out that Murong Fu actually got involved with Xixia Yipintang and killed countless righteous people from the Central Plains, I couldn't help but feel extremely disappointed with him.

Helian Tieshu noticed something had changed and shouted to his men: "Kill him."

The Xixia warriors immediately charged forward on horseback.

Lin Yaodong sucked up all the inner energy of Murong Fu and said with a smile: "Repay the other person with his own way. If you kick me, I will kick you in return."

After saying this, Lin Yaodong let go of Murong Fu's hands, which were like mud, and kicked Murong Fu in the crotch.

"Pa~" "Ah~"

With the sound of broken eggs and cracked bones, Murong Fu suddenly let out a shrill scream like a slaughtered pig, and his whole body was like a piece of skin being kicked away, with blood spraying in the air.

That miserable look made the Xixia warriors who rushed up feel a chill in their crotches.

These people only saw Murong Fu flying past with blood flowing from his crotch, but they didn't get a real look at it.

Lin Yaodong used the Six Meridians Divine Sword with both hands at the same time, and the sword energy was everywhere in an instant. Before the six Xixia warriors could react, they were all pierced through the foreheads by the sword energy and died on the spot.

Copying Duan Yu and Qiao Feng's abilities, and absorbing Murong Fu's internal energy for more than 20 years, Lin Yaodong's cultivation reached more than 150 years. The power of the Six Meridians Divine Sword became even greater, and he became more and more skillful in wielding it.

Qiao Feng used the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, killing more than ten Xixia warriors in a row.

Seeing that the men he brought with him were dispatched by Lin Yaodong and Qiao Feng in an instant, Helian Tieshu was shocked.

"How could you not be poisoned?"

"Jiejiejie, guess what!"

Lin Yaodong let out a weird laugh, like a villain in a movie approaching Helian Tieshu step by step.

"You...don't kill me, I am Xixia..."

Helian Tieshu wanted to reveal his identity to save his life, but to Lin Yaodong, Helian Tieshu's identity was not worth mentioning. He was not the emperor of the Song Dynasty, so there was no need to think so much.

Lin Yaodong will kill anyone who wants to mess with him.

Before Helian Tieshu could finish speaking, Lin Yaodong pointed out, and the invisible sword energy passed through his skull.

At the same time, Murong Fu, who fell on the ground, shrank into the shape of a prawn, twitching continuously.

Just yesterday, Lin Yaodong had two or three inches of soft flesh cut off, and he lost an ear. He was injured in the battle, but now he was kicked and beaten completely. He was in so much pain that he burst into tears.

It hurts, it hurts too much!
At this time, Murong Fu lost all his internal strength and was severely injured. He did not even have the strength to escape. His heart was filled with despair and hatred.

Lin Yaodong ignored Murong Fu and found the antidote for Sad Breeze from Helian Tieshu's body and gave it to Duan Yu: "This is the antidote. You can give it to others to smell it and it will detoxify."

Duan Yu had eaten the mango red clam, which was immune to all poisons. He took the antidote with great vigor and began to detoxify A'Zhu and some Beggar Clan disciples who had been infected.

Qiao Feng looked at Helian Tieshu's body and said, "Helian Tieshu was not only the leader of Yipintang, but also the prince of Xixia. Now that he dies here, I'm afraid Xixia will start a war with the Song Dynasty!"

"Soldiers will block you, water will cover you, and the enemy will attack you. If you keep them, it will be a disaster. Eradicate them as soon as possible. If there are fewer enemies on the battlefield, you will have a better chance of winning."

Lin Yaodong said calmly and turned to look at Murong Fu: "How to deal with this guy?"

Qiao Feng looked at Murong Fu who was still twitching on the ground. He stepped forward to check and saw that there was something wrong with the skin on his neck. He raised his hand and peeled off a human skin mask, revealing Murong Fu's true face.

Duan Yu exclaimed: "It's really Mr. Murong."

"Master!"

After detoxification, A'Zhu couldn't bear to see Murong Fu's miserable appearance.

The Murong Fu in front of him was so miserable. He suffered severe physical and mental injuries, his eyes were bloodshot, and he seemed crazy.

Seeing the swollen lower body, the Beggar Clan disciples around him felt a chill in their crotches and subconsciously tightened their legs.

"Gusu Murong!"

This was the first time Qiao Feng saw Murong Fu's true appearance, and he couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

Qiao Feng in the north and Murong in the south.

The two of them were equally famous. Qiao Feng had never met Murong Fu, but he had known Murong Fu for a long time and always wanted to see what kind of hero he was.

Unexpectedly, the first time they formally met, the other party would be useless!
(End of this chapter)