Reborn as Murong Fu: This time I am the protagonist

After fighting for more than two hundred moves, the remaining internal energy was no longer enough to support Murong Fu's continued squandering.

Murong Fu whipped out a needle from his sleeve - he had hidden a bunch of hidden weapons on his body in advance, just in case. He didn't expect this little trick to cause any substantial harm to the opponent, he just hoped to interfere with the opponent.

The moment the hidden weapon was released, Murong Fu tiptoed and retreated another three feet, and then threw another handful of caltrops. Jiumozhi knocked it down with a flaming knife.

The two faced each other with a distance of several feet, and neither of them made the first move, but their moods were very different.

Although Murong Fu was at a disadvantage, he was confident that even if he took hundreds of moves, he would not be defeated. After all, this time he was in the wilderness and could not be beaten. Murong Fu could use his light skills to avoid the battle.

At first, the gap in physical strength between Yun Zhonghe and Murong Fu was much greater than the gap in intelligence between Murong Fu and Jiumo. However, Yun Zhonghe could still run for a whole day and night with Murong Fu chasing him. If he really wanted to run, It only takes one meal at most to throw Jiumozhi two miles away.

From Jiumozhi's point of view, things were completely different. It seemed that he had the upper hand and Murong Fu could hardly fight back. However, his helpers, Brother Zheluoxing, were fighting against Duan Zhengming and others. He has been injured under the siege!

At this time, the two Zheluoxing brothers were divided into two battle circles by the opponent's twelve masters. Although in terms of individual strength, the two of them were far better than anyone else except Duan Zhengming and Ben Guan, but there was nothing they could do. There are too many people on the other side, and the two of them cannot cooperate to take care of each other, and they can only be constantly consumed by each other.

"This kid must be dealt with quickly!"

After this thought flashed through Jiumozhi's mind, the flaming knife suddenly became sharp. After a few strikes, he came closer. He didn't want Murong Fu to be like a ferret running around in the snow, and he didn't want to fight with him at all. Fighting, Jiumozhi wasted a lot of effort.

Just when Murong Fu was immersed in this rogue style, Jiumozhi struck out with another flaming knife. Murong Fu tilted his body and quickly got out of the way, not expecting that Jiumozhi's move looked sharp but was actually a feint. , missed a move, turned around and rushed towards the other two battle circles.

Murong Fu was stunned, and quickly used Qing Kung to chase the opponent. Cursing his own stupidity in his heart, he shouted at the top of his lungs: "Be careful!"

However, it was too late. Jiumozhi flipped his palm, and a powerful suction force came out of his palm. It was an extremely advanced martial arts in the martial arts called "Crane Control Technique".

After he realized that Murong Fu wanted to waste time, he knew that there was no chance of winning if he continued fighting like this, and he might lose his life here, so he attacked seemingly fiercely, but in fact he was interfering with the opponent's judgment and making Murong I thought I was going to fight him to the death.

In fact, he directly changed the target and pointed the finger at Chu Wanli, who was besieging Zheluo Star with others.

Even under normal circumstances, Chu Wanli's martial arts is not a match for Jiumozhi. What's more, the opponent also attacked him sneakily. By the time he reacted, Jiumozhi had already caught him with the crane-controlling skill. The flame knife was in his hand. Put it on the neck.

"Don't move, stop. Don't you want this layman to live? You guys!"

Jiumozhi threatened in a deep voice.

The sudden change caused everyone on Murong Fu's side to freeze. Taking advantage of this moment, the two Zheluoxing brothers quickly jumped out of the battle group and came to Jiumozhi's side.

"Hehe, Brother Buddha is really resourceful. If Brother Buddha hadn't taken action in time, my brothers and I would not have survived today."

Zheluoxing smiled.

Jiumozhi's face was changing, and he didn't know what he was planning. At the same time, he quickly tapped several large acupuncture points on Chu Wanli's body to prevent the other party from fighting back desperately or biting his tongue to commit suicide, causing him to lose the bargaining chip he had finally obtained.

He ignored Zhe Luoxing's compliment, dragged Chu Wanli's body, and took a few steps back without leaving a trace.

Although Chu Wanli was only a guard retainer in the Zhennan Palace of Dali, and his martial arts status was the lowest among this group of people, Dali had always relied on martial arts to build a country, and what he paid attention to was the martial arts. Therefore, seeing that Chu Wanli was restrained, he did not dare to take any action for fear that Jiumozhi would kill Chu Wanli in a rage.

"Jiumozhi, let Chu Jun go! Whatever you want, you can tell me!"

Duan Zhengming said in a deep voice.

This Chu Wanli is one of Duan Zhengchun's four major bodyguards. He has always been loyal and loyal. He is a large number of loyal ministers under the King of Zhennan. If his life is damaged, Duan Zhengchun's arm will be damaged, which will be detrimental to his future as a king. .

Duan Zhengming himself had no heirs, so he sincerely trained his younger brother Duan Zhengming as Dali's future successor.

Historically, when emperors were in the prime of life, they would only grant status and wealth to their brothers, but not actual power, to prevent them from becoming powerful and threatening their own status.

But brother Duan Zhengming was not like that at all. Duan Zhengming handed over almost all major affairs of the country to Duan Zhengchun without any secrets. If Duan Zhengchun hadn't been a romantic by nature, wandering around in makeup and powder, and not being particularly concerned about military affairs, Duan Zhengming would have long ago wanted to abdicate and go to Tianlong Temple to become a monk himself. Now that he saw that an important member of Duan Zhengchun's men was in danger of his life, he couldn't care less in his desperation.

Jiumozhi smiled and said: "Master Benyin, the poor monk guessed your identity during the last battle at Tianlong Temple. If Mr. Murong hadn't been there, the poor monk would have really wanted to invite you to Tubo. Now it seems that I'm afraid you are. It’s rare to get this opportunity.”

Everyone was shocked. It was clear that the situation on Jiumozhi's side was already in danger, but the other party still spoke so loudly. It was really bold. However, now that the other party was confident, it was really difficult for him and others to do anything to him.

Murong Fu sighed: "Master, why do you do this? We are fighting in the rivers and lakes, life and death depend on our fate. Why should we lower our status and carry out sneak attacks secretly?"

"Master Murong, the poor monk never expected that after not seeing each other for several days, the young master could actually comprehend such profound martial arts, use two sword techniques at the same time, and be invincible in a fight with the poor monk. Among the young people in the world of martial arts, The young master’s martial arts and martial arts talents are undoubtedly the first, and I am very pleased to know that I am so knowledgeable.”

Jiumozhi praised.

Murong Fu pouted, noncommittal.

At that time, he thought that the other party wanted to repeat his old tricks and hurt people. He was relieved when he saw that Chu Wanli was captured. The other party acted like this, obviously because he wanted to negotiate terms. In this case, Chu Wanli's life would be saved.

But at the same time, he also secretly made up his mind that there would be no hindrance in fighting with others in the future.

"Master, please tell me your conditions." Murong Fu said.

Jiumozhi said with a smile: "Make way for the poor monk and the two Buddhist brothers to leave."

"This is absolutely impossible!"

Ben Guan shouted angrily. He was the highest-status person in Dali. After all, he was the speaker who could best speak for Dali.

Jiumozhi smiled slightly, as if he had expected this kind of reaction from the other party, so he said: "Then, how about changing the conditions and letting the poor monk leave, and the two Tianzhu Buddha brothers are at your disposal?"