"Ni Huihui!"

Murong Fu looked at the woman in front of him cautiously.

The other party and Zhu Faqing have been practicing dual cultivation for many years, and they are extremely powerful. Moreover, their methods are strange.

Ni Huihui sneered, trying to take advantage of Murong Fu's surprise attack.

With one palm, it turned into thousands of palm shadows.

Murong Fu shouted coldly and punched, and the powerful true energy instantly shattered all attacks on the opponent.

"Young master is so domineering. I really like it."

Ni Huihui was not only disgusted by Murong Fu's methods, but also showed a happy look.

"Is it tight? I'm not tight!" Murong Fu punched again and directly hit Ni Huihui in the face.

"Come on?" Ni Huihui now let Murong Fu attack.

"Bang!"

Ni Huihui's whole body was broken into pieces.

Murong Fu frowned and felt something was wrong.

After a closer look, what I was attacking was nothing more than the afterimage of the other party.

"Hehe, your Murong family men really don't know how to be polite. I am so beautiful, so you can't stand to kill me?"

Ni Huihui appeared behind Murong Fu at some point, and his white jade's beautiful palm slapped Murong Fu's back heart.

"I want to harm me, Murong Fu, just a trick of fighting against the east and west?" Murong Fu turned around and had a palm, but he didn't know how to slap the empty again.

Nani Huihui's body was still as broken as before, completely broken.

At this time, Murong Fu understood that what Ni Huihui should practice was a kind of illusion.

I was actually hit by the other party's illusion without realizing it.

And the so-called illusion is just a way of attack in the spiritual realm, which cannot defeat him.

The true energy moves, turning into a faint black energy, attached to your hands and grabs it towards the void!

Everything in front of me disappeared like a broken mirror.

And if he maintained his posture, it was the same as before when he was usually towards Zhu Faqing.

And Ni Huihui stood in front of him at some point.

Showing a charming and seductive smile to yourself.

"Yeah, little brother, I didn't expect you to come out so soon."

Before Murong Fu could react, a cold light flashed in front of his eyes, and the female monk stabbed him with a sword.

"I hurt me? You deserve it?" Murong Fu snorted coldly.

A hundred-year-old true qi ignited a purple cold flame outside the body.

Ni Huihui immediately felt something was wrong and was about to withdraw, but found the sword in his hand.

A ball of ice had already grown, which scared her to throw it away.

"Damn it, innate true energy!"

"Haha, I know a lot, but it's too late." Murong Fu turned his right hand into a finger and pointed it at the three major acupoints of Ni Huihui's "warehouse", "carrying for fullness" and "qi rushing".

Ni Huihui snorted, and his whole body twisted into a ball of twists in an extremely strange posture, cleverly avoiding Murong Fu's attack.

Murong Fu was shocked. It was the first time he saw such a soft body. No wonder Zhu Faqing liked her so much.

"Ha, Buddha Mom underestimated my Murong family's synonyms!"

After hearing Murong Fu's words, Ni Huihui's face changed in vain.

I just felt a stream of true energy pointing to several of my acupoints from the air.

He couldn't help but look up to Murong Fu in his heart and said anxiously: "You... dare to hurt me?"

"Haha, whether you hurt you or not depends on whether that old monk Zhu Faqing can cover you." Murong Fu slapped him out with a palm, turned to look at the battle center.

I have to say that Qiao Feng and Hong Qigong are very strong.

The eighteen palms of the dragon subduing are powerful, even if they are very strong and have the blessing of the Ten Abbottism Mahayana.

There is no advantage in front of the two of them.

Especially Qiao Feng, who is a real iron-blooded man, is fine when he fights Zhu Faqing several punches at the level of a master.

Instead, he became more courageous and unparalleled in fighting.

"Is Qiao Feng also a special physique?"

There is a kind of war body in the legend, just like Qiao Feng.

"Haha, it is really a honor for me, Zhu Faqing to be able to experience the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms together today."

"Then please ask me to stop listening."

I saw that Zhu Faqing filled Qiao Feng and Hong Qigong's ears with the sound of a whirlwind.

His hands turned into dozens of palm shadows without any gaps and attacked his opponents.

Qiao Feng and Hong Qigong were suppressed by their special aura.

I have already felt tingling my meridians and difficulty breathing, and even my ability to visually and visually was affected.

At this moment, facing this crazy palm that was like anger, I couldn't stand it.

"Hong Qigong just entered the Grand Master period not long, and his power was not as good as the other party."

"But if Qiao Feng and Zhu Faqing are in the same state, they can defeat Zhu Faqing even if they do not rely on the general trend."

Murong Fu now observed carefully and had to say it.

Qiao Feng is the best man in the world, and he has no place to control his will by just fighting.

At the same level, those who can defeat Qiao Feng may not be able to get out of their five fingers, and they must also include themselves.

Every move and every move he made was just right, without any extra.

To be honest, Murong Fu felt jealous of this sense of battle.

They are both Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, if Guo Jing can fight Qiao Feng.

That scene should be absolutely shocking.

"Bang!"

Just as Murong Fu left the gods, the three of them decisively separated and each took ten steps back.

There was a faint blood stain on Zhu Faqing's mouth.

After all, this great devil from the north was not at the hands of Qiao Feng and Hong Qigong, so he got much advantage.

"Not bad, very good, I didn't expect that you two are very strong."

"However, my ten-dwelling Mahayana practices are far from the power you see."

Qiao Feng and Hong Qigong frowned and stared at Zhu Faqing tightly.

"My grandmonk, stop!" Murong Fu pulled Ni Huihui up and said to stop.

"Huh? What does it mean?" Zhu Faqing saw Ni Huihui being arrested, not only did he not see any worries, but he even looked a little disdainful.

"It's not interesting. Today, you have lost your plan since it was destroyed by Mr. Hong Qi's family."

Murong Fu gave his credit to Hong Qigong with a calm expression and started talking freely.

"Lost? Haha, as long as you three are eliminated, I can kill them all alone." Zhu Faqing said proudly.

Murong Fu laughed: "Kill me? I admit that you are very strong, but if you kill me, Murong Fu, I'm afraid you are not qualified."

"Dare you underestimate me?" Zhu Faqing narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at Murong Fu with murderous intent.

"Zhu Faqing, don't think I don't know that your ten-dwelling Mahayana practices have not yet been achieved, and you still lack some opportunities." Murong Fu said coldly.

Zhu Faqing's face froze, his eyes widened, and after a few breaths of silence, he said admiringly:

"I am worthy of being a member of the Murong family. I didn't expect that I could see through my martial arts in such a short time."

"Hmph, let's go." Murong Fu threw Ni Huihui out.

The reason why he reconciled like this was because Qiao Feng's arms were red and his meridians were cracked, and if he continued to fight, he would inevitably be ruined.

And he was not sure that he would work with Hong Qigong to kill Zhu Faqing.

It’s better to let the other person go and give yourself time to grow.

With systematic help, with his current speed of progress, he will be able to enter the Grand Master realm within one year.

At that time, let alone Zhu Faqing is not good, even the magician Pang Ban will dare to ask for advice.

Zhu Faqing took Ni Huihui, pointed his finger, unbuttoned the sealed acupoint for him, and smiled at Murong Fu:

"You Murong family really can weigh the pros and cons, hum, a virtue!"
Chapter completed!