Duan Nuxia who has the throne [Comprehensive martial arts]

"Who are you?" The c middle-aged man in red asked, pointing at Duan Yu.

His voice was muffled, as if his nose was blocked.

"Me?" Duan Yu pointed to himself, "My name is Murong Fu. Also, don't point at others, haven't your parents taught you to point at others with one finger, and point with four fingers—"

"Put your fucking shit!" one of the Xixia warriors cursed, "You deserve it too!"

Duan Yu was stunned, "You know me...Murong Fu?"

"Mr. Murong is so brave, how can you be such a dwarf!"

No... You scold me, why are you attacking personally?

"You're wrong," Duan Yu said unhappily, "What's wrong with being short? You're not taller than me now."

No, even if he is on horseback, since Juyi Hall is at the highest point in the village, Duan Yu standing on the table is a little taller than the opponent riding on horseback.

"I am who I am," Duan Yu raised his head and chest, "Murong Fu will not change his name or surname when he walks or sits." I will not change my name, and neither will Murong Fu.

"This Xixia hero," Qiao Feng didn't want to see Mr. Murong who was speaking for him being scolded, he jumped out of the crowd, "The Beggar Clan still has internal affairs to deal with, I wonder if the martial arts competition can be rescheduled and rescheduled?"

"Disrespectful!" The man in red shouted behind him, "General Li Yanzong of Xixia is coming, you should bow your head and bow! Don't bow your head and bow!"

...It's a bit stupid to say such a thing.

Sure enough, the whole room looked at the man in red with burning eyes, but no one worshiped.

Therefore, the whole scene was very quiet for a while.

...Duan Yu felt that if she were the man in red, she would curl up in embarrassment.

The man in red glanced at Duan Yu on the table again, and then he turned to Qiao Feng and said, "I heard that the master of the Beggar Clan beats the dog stick and the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms are unparalleled in the world. I wonder if I can learn from them?"

Qiao Feng originally had the intention of withdrawing from the gang, but when he saw Xixia's invasion, he put it aside first, focusing on defending against foreign enemies, "It's not your name on the battle post."

"You are a little gangster," said the dog leg earlier, "Do you still want my General Xixia to meet you in person and look down on our General Li?"

"Shut up!" Probably couldn't bear it any longer, the man in red shouted back the dog's leg, and then continued the conversation, "Could it be that Chief Qiao is afraid?"

Qiao Feng laughed loudly, "Since that's the case, please learn from the general's tricks."

He leaped forward one zhang, out of the gate of Juyi Hall, a green dog-beating stick in his hand, shimmering in the light.

The man in red also got off his horse and put on a posture.

Duan Yu felt a little strange.

The red coat looked at her several times, but never looked back and pretended nothing happened, turned his head away, but after a while, he couldn't help but look at her again, even when he was about to start a fight with Qiao Feng, he would glance at him .

He didn't look at the watery Nangong Ling in the crowd, he just looked at Murong Fu...By the way, just now someone on the other side said she was unworthy, could it be——

"Is he secretly in love with Murong Fu?"

She didn't deliberately lower her voice when she spoke, and there were many masters present, so she was really sharp.

The red coat raised his head and glanced at her angrily.

"Wah wah wah~" Among the Western Xia warriors, the one who cursed just now flew straight up from the horse, and a palm of the Tathagata came to cover her head.

Although Duan Yu was slightly startled, she didn't stay still. After all, she was no longer a rookie who just came out of the rivers and lakes a few months ago;

But just as she was about to take advantage of the opportunity of the other party's move change and point out, she suddenly stopped.

She suddenly remembered that she seemed to be Murong Fu now.

Can Murong Fu know the One Yang Finger and the Six Meridians Excalibur?Of course not.

Then what should she know?

Turning stars?What, it's too abstract.

What else—returning the way to others?

Do you want her to speculate and sell now?

To be honest, Duan Yu folded his hands behind his back and moved his palm away, feeling very troublesome in his heart. The Murong family's kung fu is so metaphysical, even if there is a clear sword, gun and stick, it will do. Don't mention whether she looks good or not, at least she can do it. How many tricks?

"You guys came to fight with the beggar gang," Duan Yu said, "What are you doing beating Murong Fu? Are you still talking about the rules of the world?"

"Today, I'm lucky to meet Mr. Murong, and I'm very eager for skills," the Western Xia warrior facing him said in a deep voice while pushing his palms forward, "Please also ask Mr. Murong to use the unique skills of the Murong family, so that I can gain some insight."

"Just kidding, you asked me to show it, and I'll show it, wouldn't I be very shameless!" Duan Yu continued to dodge the slaps coming to him, and quietly wrote down the moves, fearing that he would have to test them later.

She was actually a little surprised.

The index of the SR on the opposite side is a little bit stronger than that of Bai Yumo. If there were no restrictions, she might not be able to defeat him, but for an ordinary warrior, the opponent is too strong.

Duan Yu had also heard of the Xixia Yipintang, the king of Xixia paid a lot of money to recruit martial arts experts and asked them to teach Xixia generals and soldiers martial arts, so he set up the Xixia Yipintang.

After she left home, after looking around all the way, she realized that the martial arts of the people in the martial arts were much weaker than she thought. , the so-called elders just now, and the martial arts seniors who were found to be witnesses, their martial arts are no more than that.

The martial arts values ​​of ordinary warriors in this class are in the forefront even compared to the entire beggar gang. The key is that they are only in their 30s, and they are still in the prime of life, with great potential for development.

And that General Li Yanzong was even more extraordinary, not counting herself, only Qiao Feng was a line above him.

Xixia Yipintang heard that if the eighteen generals were all at the same level as this one, it would not be the Song Dynasty that was in danger first, but Dali.

Duan Yuzheng lamented the high level of Xixia martial arts, but he didn't know that Gongyegan on the opposite side was even more surprised.

When Gong Ye made a move, he naturally had his own considerations. He thought that the martial arts of the person opposite him was no better than that of his young master. As long as he made a move and showed his own skills, he would be able to directly expose the opponent's impostor.

However, he really didn't expect that the other party's martial arts were so good that he could dodge his attack without even firing a single move even though he was always ignoring him seven feet around him, and he seemed very relaxed without any fatigue.

"Why, are you a shrinking tortoise who can only hide around?" Gongye Gan knew that this would not work. If the other party didn't try out the depth, he might be exhausted first, so he said aggressively, "I heard , Mr. Murong is a hero, he will never be like this and only know how to retreat."

"Who said you only know how to retreat, this is coming," Duan Yu dodged another palm, secretly pumped himself up, raised his hand, pushed the opposite palm, and shouted at the same time——

"Take the way of the other, and return it to the other!"

This palm, no matter the speed, angle, posture, or palm strength, actually looks almost similar to Gongye Qiang.

Although this kind of palm did not hit directly, but considering that this was indeed the opponent's martial arts, and it was the first palm, everyone was already very surprised.

"As expected, it is the Murong family." "It really is Gusu Murong." "Using the other's way to give back to the other body, so it is so powerful." "It turns out that the meaning of using the other way to give back to the other body."

"Learn now and sell now, who dares to show off their unique skills in front of Murong?"

The beggar gang and martial arts people who were watching couldn't help discussing in low voices.

"At first, I thought that this Gusu Murong was a little unsteady and a little out of touch, but now it seems that he is nothing more than a genius." "Isn't that true, a genius is naturally wild and unrestrained by the world's etiquette."

"Exactly, it's me who is narrow-minded."

Gusu Murong repaying his body with the same way, it is too mysterious, everyone has never seen it before, but when they saw it at this time, they all thought it was the case.

Even Nangong Ling believed it was true when she saw it at this time, she had previously thought that this Murong Fu's speech always had a familiar and annoying feeling to her, but now it seems that she guessed wrong.

Gongye was so angry that he almost vomited blood when he failed to make a move and let the counterfeit confirm his identity.

What's more, after the opponent slapped the first palm, he imitated him to slap after a while, and then slapped again. At first, it was only six or seven points similar, but later it became more and more similar, and the moves belonged to the moves. The internal force in the palm is completely different from his, it is actually more concentrated, he needs to be careful, otherwise if he is hit by a palm, the power is no small matter.

"Huh? What's the smell?" Duan Yu suddenly felt a sharp pain in his eyes, his meridians congealed suddenly, and he almost shed tears. Before she could react, there was another strange smell in the air, like pickled The stinky salted fish that has been in for decades is particularly refreshing, and the meridians that were slightly stagnant just now are unimpeded.

Master Jiumozhi is really sorry, the Tubo people are really not the smelliest salted fish she has ever smelled, they are simply the less smelly species of stinky salted fish.

Today's stink really smells very stylish.

Accompanied by this smell, Duan Yu slapped it out with a palm, and at the same time heard a rumbling sound beside him, Qiao Feng next door was very cool and silent, and his own beggar gang yelled out the name of the move for him——

"What a Kanglong has regrets!"

The red coat that was very stylish just now has become a tumbling red baby.

Line up with this black baby on her side, it's her who didn't roll so far.

As soon as the red baby turned over and stood up, regardless of the dust on his body, he didn't look at Qiao Feng, but only stared at the sky, his voice became younger, and he roared with a slightly smoky voice, "Why didn't you do that!"

It was only then that Duan Yu realized that the other party's face seemed to be a little stiff, and he had been cold and expressionless just now, but in fact he couldn't make any expression.

However, at this time, although there was no expression, those bloodshot and red eyes showed strong emotions.

Duan Yu followed his gaze, but only saw a figure in white clothes walking away.

"In this life, you must fight against me, don't you?"

"Do you think I will give up like this? I will never give up!"

"I will never give up! Ah—"

The man in red was still shouting hoarsely at his back.

"Why, does it look familiar?" Duan Yu stared at that ethereal figure like a fairy, the more he looked at it, the more familiar it became, and he couldn't help muttering in a low voice.

The back figure actually looked a bit like Wang Yanyu.

But, if it was him, why did he appear here, and why did he leave without saying hello to her?

Because of the system task, Duan Yu glanced at him, unable to catch up, so he turned his head regretfully.

At this time, the group of beggars saw that the boss of the opponent had been defeated by the boss of their own side, so naturally they rushed forward like a rainbow, and the opponent's Xixia warriors naturally retreated steadily.

The red-clothed boss of Xixia, at this time, no longer cared about his subordinates, he jumped up and left lightly, and then everyone next to Duan Yu, and one person in the team also jumped up, and fled after him up.

The rest of the Xixia people, without a leader, also scattered and fled for their lives.

"Everyone listen to me," Qiao Feng said loudly, without chasing them, "the Xixia people are envoys to the court, and now that they have been defeated, it is really inappropriate to kill them all and go to war to avoid further accidents. Please also Think twice, everyone."

"Yes." "The boss is right." "Your order."

At this moment, Qiao Feng had won Xixia, and it was at the height of his power that even Nangong Ling didn't dare to show his edge for a moment, the group of beggars nodded their heads after hearing this, and their previous hesitant attitude completely changed.

However, Qiao Feng shook his head, "Repelling Xixia is the last thing I will do for the Beggar Clan as the leader of the Beggar Clan. From now on, I will never do it again as the leader of the Beggar Clan."