Wuxia Xiaoyao Emperor
12 Murong Fu’s Viciousness

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Murong Fu's expression turned solemn when he saw Xiao Feng's claw coming at him. The Dragon Capturing Skill, a divine skill that no one in Beggar's Sect had mastered in a hundred years, had been mastered by Xiao Feng. After that, Xiao Feng left Beggar's Sect, but the Dragon Capturing Technique became more and more famous. This move went from top to bottom, with five straight fingers. It was as if it was made of steel, and it was incomparably sharp and terrifying!

Murong Fu had dabbled in the Dragon Capturing Technique a few years ago. Even if he had been infected for a longer period of time, it was impossible for him to unleash such a vigorous force. However, Murong Fu also had his own thoughts. He wanted to give him a taste of his own medicine.

Seeing Xiao Feng's left hand waving and his right hand reaching out from under his left hand, Murong Fu immediately waved his left hand and his right hand reached out from under his left hand. It was the same Cloud Piercing Hand. When Xiao Feng's index finger was still two inches away from his shoulder, Murong Fu's index finger had already pressed on his opponent's Quepen acupoint.

With a sway of his body, Xiao Feng took a few steps back and said loudly,"What a good way to give him a taste of his own medicine! Again…" His body swayed as he clapped his hands together, forming a circle around his left and right as he charged towards his opponent!

Murong Fu snorted coldly. He used the same Moon-Embracing Style as fast as lightning and tapped Xiao Feng's arm three times before his opponent's move was formed. " Deng, deng, deng " Xiao Feng retreated once again. He was filled with fear. Could it be that Murong Fu had also mastered the Dragon Capturing Technique? On second thought, it felt too ridiculous! If the Dragon Capturing Technique was so easy to cultivate, how could he be the only one to master it within a hundred years?

After regaining his confidence, Xiao Feng shouted," Cloud Piercing Fist,"" Cloud Drill Fist,"" Cloud Splitting Fist,"" Cloud Breathing Style,"" Dragon Leaping Tiger Leap Style," he executed each move, and it was as if a river was swallowing and spitting, dazzling people! Who knew that his movements were fast, but Murong Fu was even faster. When he used the same move, he would often attack first, forcing him to retreat halfway.

In the blink of an eye, the two sides had exchanged more than fifty moves, and it seemed like they were evenly matched. Xiao Feng had an anxious expression on his face after not being able to defeat him for a long time, and Murong Fu was moving around in a calm and elegant manner!

"Brat," Patriarch Sunflower couldn't help but say,"Murong Fu's Dragon-Capturing Art is just an illusion." This cultivation technique is powerful and unyielding, but you've beaten it up with hesitation and fear. How can you control others by borrowing strength? I can only be controlled by others."

Patriarch Sunflower's words had enlightened Xiao Feng. Murong Fu's Dragon Capturing Technique was just an empty shell, and it was difficult for him to hurt anyone. His movements were extremely fast, and it was also because he didn't accumulate any strength. His habitual caution had made Xiao Feng fearful. Who would be willing to have their acupoints hit repeatedly? What if it was his death point? Who was willing to make a move and let others beat them to it? Of course, they would chase after him.

After making up his mind, Xiao Feng's Dragon Capturing Technique was not fast but slow. Every move and every move was mixed with thick palm power, causing Murong Fu to complain endlessly.

His Dragon Capturing Technique was fake to begin with. Once he met it head-on, Xiao Feng's momentum could topple mountains and overturn seas. It would be impossible for him to use speed to deal with speed. That power was endless, like a collapsing dam. The more it blocked the flood, the bigger it became, and the more irreversible it became! In the end, Murong Fu, who had forced Xiao Feng to retreat, fell into a Prisoner's Dilemma and started sweating profusely!

"Don't hurt my young master!" Bao Butong pounced again. Seeing Bao Butong use his body to resist the palm force, Xiao Feng instinctively froze. Murong Fu took the opportunity to turn around and escape.

"Can you leave?" Xiao Feng sidestepped Bao Butong and unleashed the mighty Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, Arrogant Dragon's Regrets. The two of them were seven or eight steps apart, and their strength came from their palms. He only thought that his lightness skill was excellent and that he could dodge the opponent's attack. Murong Fu didn't dare to stay for even a moment, his figure leaping forward.

However, Xiao Feng used the Arrogant Dragon's Regrets again. His back palm pressed down on his front palm. Before the front force was exhausted, the back force had already arrived. It was so overwhelming that Murong Fu's breathing was stifled. His front heart was suffocated. He only wanted to spit out a mouthful of blood immediately. Only then would he be satisfied! The taste was not good. If he delayed any longer, he would definitely die!

Seeing Feng Poliu rushing in front of him, Murong Fu didn't hesitate to grab Feng Poliu with his ape arm and shield him behind him.

Feng Poliu, who was caught off guard, was struck by the powerful palm force. His muscles and bones cracked after being hit hard, making a crisp cracking sound. Murong Fu, who stumbled out, also spat out a mouthful of blood. His injuries were not light.

Seeing his fourth brother spit out a mouthful of blood, his spirit withered. Bao Butong, who was about to attack Xiao Feng and let his young master escape, was stunned! Fortunately, Xiao Feng had held back. Otherwise, Feng Poliu would have died without a doubt with the power of the two Arrogant Dragon's Regrets!

"This kid is really ruthless!" Wei Yixiao, who had been dodging Patriarch Sunflower with his peerless lightness skill, had his face twitch!

"Look at what kind of master you're protecting," said Patriarch Sunflower darkly.”

Wei Yixiao was ashamed of his inferiority. He gritted his teeth and did not argue. He leaped out of the battle and shouted,""Xie Xun, let's leave!"

Xie Xun said,"If you leave, then leave. I still want to fight 300 rounds with this woman!"”

"Fight my ass! If I leave, be careful that Patriarch Sunflower doesn't castrate you!”Wei Yixiao's words hit Xie Xun's sore spot. He looked over in horror. Ancestor Sunflower smiled at him, and this family didn't dare to stay any longer. They feigned a move and retreated.

"Are you leaving? "Then leave a mark." Lin Chaoying smiled lightly. His sword technique suddenly accelerated, shocking Xie Xun so much that his face turned pale!

When he retreated seven or eight steps away, the lower hem of his robe was cut off by the woman. The Golden Fur Lion King Xie Xun was shocked. The battle was so intense just now, but the woman did not use her full strength! Wasn't this too unbelievable?

Indeed, Murong Fu was unscrupulous for his own benefit. This was the case in the Demigods and Demons, and it was the same in this world. Lin Chenyu sneered. Nan Murong? How strong could an exhausted wolf be? His body swayed and he blocked Shen Lang's path. His actions shocked Shen Lang! The Crown Prince was overconfident, wasn't he?

"Boom!"

The two fists collided, and Murong Fu cried out in horror," Seven Wounds Fist!”

"Right, Seven Wounds Fist!" Lin Chenyu's fists rained down on Murong Fu. The exhausted Murong Fu was beaten into a sorry state. "Damn it!"

"I wonder who's vicious? Using my wife to harm me and using your trusted subordinate as a shield. This is the first time I've seen such a shameless person like you. If I don't kill you, I'll let the heavens down!”

Seeing Lin Chenyu beating him up randomly, Shen Lang was so shocked that his face turned pale. If Murong Fu had the chance to counterattack, the Crown Prince would be in danger!

However, his worries were quickly dispelled. Murong Fu had been tricked by Lin Chenyu's first punch! It seemed like an ordinary move, but it hid a killer move like the Seven Wounds Fist.

One careless move could be said to be a complete loss. Murong Fu, whose tendons and veins in his arm were broken, could no longer support himself. He was limp on the ground and on the verge of death.

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