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Chapter 204 Chapter 204, Killing Murong with a flick of a finger!take you home

Huang Rong!

Hearing this name, Ni Kun frowned, unexpectedly Murong Fu's "little junior sister" was actually Huang Rong.

She and Murong Fu and Wan Yankang worshiped the same master, and they both practiced the blood-fiend killing sword?

She and Nan Xiren joined hands to plan to kill Murong Fu, but because they have a common enemy?
Murong Fu was among the "unknown people" who besieged and killed Huang Yaoshi?
Speaking of...

Murong Fu is certainly one of the famous "North Qiaofeng and South Murong" in the world of Tianlong, but if he enters the world of Condor Shooting, he is really just a "nobody".

At this time, the smoke from the explosion in the open space gradually dissipated.

The "little junior sister" Huang Rong, who has only heard her voice but never seen her, finally showed her true form.

It is slightly different from the portrait drawn by Huang Yaoshi.

In the painting, standing under the peach tree, the girl in yellow clothes holding flowers and laughing is just a girl under 15 years old.

Although she is as pretty as a fairy, she still has a bit of childishness.

Today, Huang Rong, who was wearing a plain white dress, seemed to be eighteen or nineteen years old.The eyebrows are picturesque, slender and delicate, the childishness disappears, and it becomes more delicate and beautiful.

This is a girl who looks like a snow mountain goddess.

No wonder she is hailed as "the most beautiful woman in martial arts" by secular warriors.

It's a pity that Murong Fu is a straight man of steel. He thinks that women will only affect the speed of his sword drawing, and has always been indifferent to beautiful women.

Of course, if the beauty is rich and powerful, and has soldiers under her, that's another matter.

So when he saw the beautiful Huang Rong, Murong Fu's eyes did not have any greed for beauties, only a kind of covetousness for delicious food.

"Junior Junior Sister, although your cultivation level is inferior to mine, I have to admit that your cultivation talent is really enviable.

"Even if you have never practiced human devouring, you can actually cultivate the Blood Fiend Slaughtering Sword to the level it is today in just three years, far surpassing Wanyan Kang who started three years earlier than you.

"Compared to me, it's only a little short of skill accumulation. The solid foundation and the purity of sword energy are not inferior to me.

"If you let your growth continue, I'm afraid that in two or three years, you will be on an equal footing with me. Unfortunately, I won't give you another chance...

"It's all your fault for your pointless persistence.

"If you devour people and practice like me, then it's still unknown who will die today."

Murong Fu smiled grimly, with his hands behind his back, he walked slowly towards Huang Rong.

Huang Rong's pretty face was cold and expressionless, and a flash of determination flashed in her clear eyes.

Just when she was about to resort to the last resort and die together with Murong Fu.

Murong Fu stopped suddenly, turned his head and looked to the side.

Huang Rong was also slightly taken aback, her gaze shifted sideways.

I saw a tall and straight figure in brocade clothes and fluttering sleeves, giving people a sense of elegance and elegance. Under the gaze of the two, he walked leisurely with his hands behind his back.

Seeing that person leisurely and leisurely, like outing to enjoy the scenery, the corners of Murong Fu's eyes couldn't help twitching slightly, his heart was filled with waves.

With Murong Fu's current cultivation level, even though most of his attention is focused on Huang Rong, within a radius of a hundred meters, falling leaves, flying flowers, insects and flies are impossible to hide from his perception.

But before that person showed up, he was unaware of that person, and he didn't know when and where he came from.

Who is this person?

Friend or foe?

Murong Fu's thoughts turned, and most of his attention was already instinctively shifted to the intruder who broke in out of nowhere.

Huang Rong's eyes shone with light, and instinctively gave birth to a kind of "survival from a desperate situation" surprise.

Judging from Murong Fu's reaction, he didn't know that tall young man who looked like a noble son.

And that tall young man appeared so abruptly, whether she or Murong Fu hadn't noticed his existence before, it proved that the tall young man's cultivation was unfathomable.

He might have even been here long ago, and had been watching the excitement, until Murong Fu was about to make a move, and then suddenly appeared.

I don't know Murong Fu.

Just before she, Huang Rong, was about to suffer, she suddenly appeared.

These two points are enough.

With this change, it was Huang Rong's chance to come back from a desperate situation!
At this time, Murong Fu finally couldn't help but say:
"Who is your Excellency? What can you do?"

Ni Kun, who was walking over Shi Shiran, looked at Huang Rong, nodded and smiled at her, and gave her a reassuring look.

Huang Rong was taken aback for a moment, feeling a little strange: Do I know you?
In order to find a helper to assassinate Murong Fu, she has been walking in the rivers and lakes for the past two years, and has made many martial arts friends. It is not an exaggeration to say that she has friends all over the world.

But I really can't remember where I have seen such a young master.

With his body shape, appearance, temperament, and her unforgettable memory, if the two had met before, then Huang Rong believed that as long as she saw him once, no matter how long she hadn't seen him, she would never forget him.

But no matter how she recalled, she couldn't remember where she had seen the other party.

When in doubt.

Then I heard Murong Fu ask again in a deep voice:
"Could it be that your Excellency is here to set up a beam? Your Excellency, please think clearly, this is a family matter between our brothers and sisters in the same sect. It is best for your Excellency not to meddle in other people's business..."

"Otherwise?" Ni Kun asked curiously.

"Otherwise..." Murong Fu opened his mouth, not knowing how to threaten him.

This Young Master had a strange aura, he didn't seem to have the slightest trace of true energy on him, yet he could hide it from his perception, appearing like a ghost.

Such an unfathomable character is really not that easy to threaten——

He can bring out the teacher to talk about things.

But the problem is that his sect is a hermit sect, and ordinary people may not know how terrifying his sect is.

Furthermore, distant water cannot save near fire.

In case this young master has a bad temper, no matter how powerful your teacher is, I just want to have a good time today, so wouldn't Murong Fu be very likely to suffer?
When I was thinking about it, I saw the young master shook his head, pointed at him with his hand, and smiled contemptuously:
"You are a person who has learned too much intrigue since elementary school, and is full of ghosts and ghosts. Although you have some means to play tricks, you have lost the vigor that young people should have.

"When encountering people and things that are not sure, I will always look forward and backward and think too much, and I don't have the courage to break the boat and go forward.

"Look at you now, you dare not even say a word that threatens me, it's really contemptuous."

Murong Fu blushed immediately, clenched his fists tightly, clenched his teeth, his eyes were gloomy, he really wanted to strike a few bloody knives to show him how powerful he was, but he was not sure, so he instinctively looked forward and backward for a while.

Huang Rong chuckled lightly and asked curiously:

"Dare to ask my lord, if Murongfu threatens you, what will you do?"

Ni Kun said without hesitation, "Then I will admire him."

Huang Rong wondered, "Just admiration?"

"Of course not." Ni Kun smiled leisurely: "The greatest respect for the enemy is to drive them all to death. Since I admire him, of course I must kill him to be considered complete."

Huang Rong was stunned, and Xuan laughed again:
"To respect the enemy is to kill them all? This statement... really makes some sense. But if it were me, I wouldn't threaten the young master. It's not worthwhile to take my life just for the sake of the young master's admiration. "

Ni Kun laughed and said:

"But he didn't even dare to threaten me. Not only would he make me despise him, but he would also lose his life. I still want to beat him to death."

"Ah?" Huang Rong was puzzled: "Why? He didn't threaten you, why did you beat him to death?"

"No reason." Ni Kun didn't bother to explain: "In any case, I just want to kill him."

Huang Rong sighed: "If I had known this, I might as well have threatened it. That way at least I can get a word of admiration before I die, and it would be considered a generous death."

Ni Kun nodded and smiled: "That's right, it's true that you can die with more dignity that way."

The two sang together, completely ignoring Murong Fu.

And Murong Fu listened to Ni Kun's "unreasonable" remarks, no matter how he looked forward and backward, how could he hold back?
Didn't hear him say, even if I give in, will he beat me to death?

Immediately shouted: "Enough!"

He looked gloomy, stared at Ni Kun, and said solemnly:
"Your Excellency is pretending to be profound here. Do you really think that I will be afraid of you? It's just relying on a brilliant breath-holding skill, good at sneaking and hiding. You want to make such a pretentious gesture to scare me away? It's too underestimating I am Murong Fu!"

What he said was half out of sincerity and half to cheer himself up.

It is true that Ni Kun's aura is deep and unpredictable, but what if he is really just good at holding his breath and disappearing, so that people can't see the depth?
There is also a half chance of this possibility!

Of course, the other half of the probability is that he is so powerful that there is no limit, and his strength is so strong that Murong Fu can't see the depth at all.

But in this way, the question returns to the original point: Will you let me go because I, Murong Fu endured the humiliation to survive?

They said they were going to kill me!

Although Murong Fu himself is a straight steel man who doesn't like women, he knows very well that the vast majority of men, in front of women, especially in front of beautiful women, will brag to the end.

So no matter what, today's matter can't be good.

Murong Fu gathered his power secretly, and his aura locked on Ni Kun from afar, preparing for a shocking blow.

Ni Kun looked unprepared to do anything, and smiled sincerely like senior brother Duan Shui Liu:

"Mr. Murong, don't misunderstand me. I don't underestimate you. I just despise you completely. Don't be angry. It's useless to be angry. If you have the skill to be angry, you might as well recite a rebirth mantra for yourself, so that you will be better off in your next life." fetal."

"Too deceiving!"

Murong Fu let out a stern whistle, flicked his big sleeve, dozens of scarlet knives as thin as fishing line flew out from the cuff, and slashed towards Ni Kun like lightning.

Ni Kun chuckled lightly, flicked his fingers, and there was a sound of thunder, and a lightning-like Thunder Tribulation Knife shot out. At a rate of fire ten times faster than Murong's Fu Knife, it flashed in the air, bursting into flames. There was a blazing flash of snow-white.

Amidst the thunder and lightning, every time the Thunder Tribulation Dao Gang flickered, it defeated a scarlet Dao Gang.

Murong Fu has practiced the Blood Fiend Killing Sword for many years, refined dozens of blood fiend swords, and often secretly killed people and practiced them, even a few fellow disciples were secretly killed by him, and his cultivation was taken away.

Each of his dozens of blood-fiend swords is no weaker than the mid-to-lower three-star flying swords, and they are better than the gray and white variegated flying swords of the eighteen arhats of Ciyun Temple. A variety of variegated flying swords were broken.

But this kind of refined blood sword, in front of Ni Kun's thunder knife, is like a rotten wood meeting a magic soldier, a snowflake meeting a flame, and it collapsed after a little collision.

After forging the bloodlines of the five elements and intensively studying the five thunders, Ni Kun's Thunder Tribulation Knife Gang, if it can be rated as a weapon, has initially reached the "four-star" rank, and its power has surpassed any flying sword of the three-star rank above.

What's more, his Thunder Tribulation Dao Gang also has a strong restraint against the Blood Fiend Dao Gang.

Therefore, with just a few snaps of the fingers, Murong Fu's dozens of blood-fiend knives have been wiped out by the thunder knives.

The lightning-like Thunder Tribulation Knife still had enough power, and another blazing flash burst out, with the sound of thunderbolt from the blue sky, it swiftly cut Murong Fu.

Murong Fu turned pale with shock.

Knowing that I was unlucky, I bumped into the other half of the probability.

He let out a low cry, spread his five fingers apart, and a line of blood shot out from each fingertip, condensing into a big bloody hand, and grabbed the Lightning Knife.

It was the blood fiend who searched for the gods.

It's a pity that Ni Kun is no stranger to this bloody searcher.

Even if he didn't know where Murong Fu repaired the bloody handprint and where the key points were, he could judge the strength of Murong Fu's move at a glance.

Much weaker than his original blood fiend searcher.

Ni Kun didn't care, and pointed to a point, a five-color lightning beam shot out, it was the five-thunder killing magic finger created by himself.

puff!
As if puncturing a blister, the Five Thunder Killing Demon Fingers hit the palm of the blood-colored big hand, smashing the blood-colored big hand to pieces.

Without the bloody big hand to intercept, the previous knife gang continued to slash towards Murong Fu under Ni Kun's urging.

Murong Fu was shocked, all the swords he refined had been released before, and Ni Kun wiped them all out in one go.

Even if the sword is not broken and the sword is not destroyed, it will take time for the sword to recover, and how can he recover the sword at this time?
"Wait for me……"

Murong Fu wanted to beg for mercy, but before he finished speaking, the Lightning Saber pierced through his protective qi with a puff, and then gently circled around the knees of his legs.

Click!

Amidst the crisp sound of sharp blades chopping bones, Murong Fu let out a scream and fell to the ground with a bang, but his legs had already been chopped off by Ni Kun's knees.

With a smile on the corner of Ni Kun's mouth, with a flick of his finger, the Lightning Saber lightly circled around Murong Fu's shoulders again, and with two puffs, he took off his arms shoulder-to-shoulder.

The force of thunder instantly scorched the wound, so Murong Fu's shoulders, two knee wounds, and four severed limb wounds did not have a single drop of blood gushing out, very clean and environmentally friendly.

It wasn't until this moment that Ni Kun's sword had exhausted its power and flickered and dissipated.

Of course, the sword is not broken, and the sword is not destroyed. This sword will soon be reborn from the sword.

Ni Kun glanced at Huang Rong, and made a "please" gesture to her.

Huang Rong bit her red lips lightly with her white teeth, clasped her fists at Ni Kun, took a deep breath, walked up to Murong Fu, and pulled out an Emei thorn from her back.

"Junior Sister, I know I was wrong, please don't kill me..."

Murong Fu endured the severe pain, sweating on his forehead, begging for mercy.

Huang Rong's face was expressionless, but her eyes were slightly red, and there were tears in her eyes.

Her lips trembled twice, and she said in a crying voice:

"Daddy, Rong'er is avenging you!"

As soon as the words fell, she shook her hand and threw the Emei thorn, the sharp sharp thorn pierced into Murong Fu's left eye and penetrated into the skull with a bang, the force carried by the Emei thorn shook the ground, knocking Murong Fu out of his head Shocked into a paste.

Murong Fu's remaining right eye suddenly widened, a strange rattling noise came from his throat, and he died in a flash.

After killing Murong Fu, Huang Rong knelt down facing the direction of Peach Blossom Island in the East China Sea, knocked her head three times in a row, and knocked the ground into a pit, and her forehead was red.

Looking up, she had tears streaming down her face, choked up and said:
"Daddy, did you see that? Murong Fu has already been killed by Rong'er! It's all Rong'er's fault. If you didn't run away in anger, you wouldn't have come out to look for me, and you wouldn't have bumped into Murong Fu, a villain." , it’s all my fault, it’s all my fault... woo woo..."

Huang Rong shrugged her shoulders, sobbing uncontrollably, tears pouring down like rain.

Ni Kun watched her cry silently from the sidelines, until her crying became quieter, then walked over and took out Fang Jinpa and handed it to her.

"Thank you." Huang Rong took the brocade handkerchief, wiped her tears, and looked at Ni Kun embarrassedly: "The handkerchief is dirty, I will return it to you after I wash it."

Ni Kun smiled and said, "It doesn't matter, I usually throw it away after I use it."

Huang Rong was still sad at first, but when she heard what he said, she couldn't help but chuckle immediately. Ni Kun was used to the beauty of this delicate pear blossom with rain and tears, so she couldn't help admiring inwardly, saying that she deserved it. Fang Tiandi, in this era, the only heroine of Zhong Tiandi's beauty, she is really stunning, I feel pity for it.

He casually rubbed out a ball of fire, threw it on Murong Fu's body, and ignited it with a bang.

Huang Rong hated Murong Fu very much, seeing his actions, not only didn't feel that his hands were hot, but gritted her teeth and said:

"For this kind of villain, he should be smashed to ashes, and let him die without a place to bury him. It's a pity that he died too happily!"

"It's not too happy." Ni Kun said lightly:
"With Murong Fu's cultivation level, it is very likely that he has cultivated the primordial spirit. At this time, he is just dormant inside the corpse and has not emerged. When we leave, after dark, we may come out to search for people. My fire Not only burning his body, but also refining his primordial spirit, only he himself understands what it feels like."

While speaking, a bloody face really appeared from the flames covering Murong Fu's body. While wailing silently, he dashed left and right, trying to escape from the shackles of the flames.

But Ni Kun's flame is the flame of subjugating demons, Murong Fu's blood evil spirit is trapped in the prison of fire, how can he escape?

It can only be wailing and being continuously tempered by the flames, gradually emitting blue smoke, and finally being refined into nothingness.

It's not that Huang Rong didn't think that Murong Fu might become a blood fiend soul.

It's just that after avenging the murder of his father, under the agitation of his mind, his thoughts were no longer as careful as usual, and he was somewhat negligent.

At this time, seeing Murong Fuyuanshen died under the fire, and before he died, he wailed endlessly, I don't know how much pain he had suffered, Huang Rong felt very happy for a moment, and she agreed with Ni Kun even more.

However, thinking of Ni Kun's thunder blade, thunder fingers, and the flame just now, they all have extremely strong power to suppress evil and ward off evil spirits. Feeling like a natural enemy, Huang Rong couldn't help asking in a low voice:
"You won't just kill me too, will you?"

Ni Kunqi said: "Why should I kill you?"

Huang Rong said: "Your skills are all magic skills. I...I also practiced magic skills..."

Ni Kun smiled and said: "You are not like Murong Fu, devouring people to practice?"

Huang Rong shook her head decisively: "Never."

"Isn't that enough? As long as there is no practice of devouring people, I will not be killed for the time being. But..."

He looked at Huang Rong, and said solemnly: "If you cultivate this magic skill to a high level, you will definitely fall into the devil's way. This is independent of your will. So you have to abolish this skill."

Huang Rong nodded slightly: "After avenging my father, I will naturally abolish this magic skill."

Ni Kun asked in surprise, "Isn't Murong Fu already dead?"

Huang Rong gritted her teeth and said, "Murong Fu is dead. The other people who participated in the siege and murder of my father back then, I have planned to kill them one by one in the past two years. But passing on his magic skills, so that he has the ability to kill my father's big demon The head is still alive! If the chief culprit is not killed, the father's revenge will not be considered complete!"

"Very well, it is true that weeds must be eradicated." Ni Kun nodded approvingly: "Then, I will help you and help you kill that big devil."

"Uh……"

Huang Rong was stunned, looked at Ni Kun with a strange face, and asked:
"Why are you so nice to me? I don't even know your name."

She knows how beautiful she is, and when she traveled the rivers and lakes, she met many people who actively pursued her and were willing to help her unconditionally.

But this person in front of him is righteous and hates evil, he is a standard chivalrous man...

According to the logic, a chivalrous person should not be moved by beauty, right?

Or is he simply jealous of evil and doing his best to get rid of evil, so he wants to kill the big devil who taught the blood demon art?
While guessing wildly, I saw Ni Kun smiled slightly:
"Let's get to know each other formally. My name is Ni Kun. As for why I want to help you..."

From the mustard ring, he took out the portrait scroll of Huang Rong drawn by Huang Yaoshi, unfolded it with shaking hands, and showed the scroll in front of her:

"Entrusted by your father, I came here to find you and bring you home."

[Ask for a monthly ticket~! 】

(End of this chapter)