People are in the heavens, the chief of the knight bureau

Chapter 61 Uncle Nine: There's a thunderstorm, it's raining and I'm going home to collect my clothes!
Murong Fu said proudly, "Please!"

Everyone was stunned.

what?
The end of the Northern Song Dynasty?

Nan Murong?
At this time, it has been 100 years since the time of Tianlongbabu!
The stories of that year, the pride of that year, have long since become a thing of the past.

However, there are still some fragmented stories that have survived.

only……

Because of Wujue's sudden birth, although many people have not forgotten the story of that year...

But he didn't say any more.

After all, talented people come out from generation to generation, each leading the way for hundreds of years...

only now...

"Murong Fu?"

A martial artist who looked to be five or sixty years old exclaimed, "North Qiaofeng, South Murong?"

Many people also frowned.

Yes, North Qiao Feng, South Murong!

Stories that were circulated in the world back then...

"Unexpectedly, after a hundred years, someone will still remember my name, Murong Fu!"

Murong Fu let go of the vajra, smiled and waved to the crowd, "Low key, low key!"

Everyone: "..."

fart!
If you were Murong Fu, you would be over 130 years old now!
You look like a young man in his 20s!
You are fooling!
Uncle Jiu scratched his head, yes!
Tianlong Babu and Condor Heroes are an extension of the same world.

"I'm really Murong Fu!"

Murong Fu said with a smile, "I can live for such a long time because..."

Murong Fu's breath exploded!

The power of the master's peak shocked everyone.

Guo Jing and Jinlun Fawang looked shocked.

This power...

Not innate...

It has surpassed innate!
This is the legendary master!

Everyone was shocked!

Murong Fu looked at Daerba, and slapped his palm lightly.

boom!
Darba flew back...

His martial arts were abolished.

"I, Murong Fu, won the second battle!"

Murong Fu snapped his fingers lightly, very chic.

Everyone looked at Murong Fu in horror.

Is this really Nan Murong from a hundred years ago?
Waterma!
Who would have thought that Nan Murong was still alive?

And, rejuvenated?

"Xiaoyao Sect has a martial art called Changchun Kungfu of Eternal Immortality."

Murong Fu said with a smile, "Every 30 years, rejuvenate once!"

The crowd was in an uproar.

Nan Murong should have learned the Changchun Kungfu of Everlasting Immortality.

Great.

Just ...

Everyone whispered.

It seems that Nan Murong's reputation back then was not very good!

Despicable, shameless, nasty...

Murong Fu: I'm sorry!
Uncle's!
Who is discrediting Lao Tzu!

Lao Tzu is clearly a chivalrous man now, a chivalrous chivalrous man.

How could it be a bad guy?
"All right!"

Uncle Jiu waved his hand, "Hurry up, the third round, it's time to call it a day!"

Everyone looked at Uncle Jiu.

Who is this person?

Murong Fu would call him Uncle Nine...

Could it be the old man of the Murong family?

Someone more awesome than Murong Fu?
Jinlun Fawang suddenly felt a little weak in his legs.

I am speechless now!

I just came to Zhongyuan to grab the position of leader of the martial arts alliance.

It turned out fine...

Guo Jing and I started to fight.

In the end, he met Nan Murong from more than 100 years ago?

and……

Nan Murong's Ninth Uncle wants to fight me!

Will I be beaten to death?
Glancing at Darba, Jinlun Fawang heaved a sigh of relief.

Even the disciples were not killed.

I should be fine!

and so……

"I surrender!"

Jinlun Fawang spoke directly.

Everyone: "..."

You are so cowardly, do your adults know?
Aren't you the number one master of Tantric Buddhism?
Are you intimidated before you even take action?

Uncle Jiu sighed, "If you didn't fight, you'd be cowardly... This can't be done!"

"So, take my trick!"

Uncle Jiu stretched out his hand a little in the void, and drew a talisman in the air!

With his cultivation level, he no longer needs to use yellow paper to draw symbols.

The power of the volley drawing symbol remains undiminished!
Then Uncle Jiu pointed at Jinlun Fawang!
"Tianlei!"

Uncle Jiu spoke calmly.

boom!
The whole room was directly blown to pieces.

A purple thunderbolt fell from the sky and struck Jinlun Dharma King hard.

puff~~
Jin Lun Dharma King spat out a mouthful of blood and twitched all over.

When the thunder light dissipated, there was only one charred person left on the ground.

Jinlun Fawang opened his mouth, and a puff of black smoke came out again.

His whole body was pitch black, and a smell of barbecue emerged.

Everyone: Damn it!
This is……

Lightning?

Control the thunder and lightning?

This is fairy, right?

Jinlun Fawang cried...

Fortunately, I am not dead!

This guy actually struck me with lightning!
You don't talk about martial arts!
Let's practice martial arts, you are a goddamn cultivator!
You, a cultivator, ran over to beat me...

You don't talk about martial arts!

King Jinlun cried and walked outside...

Mom...

Central Plains is too scary, I will never come again!
The elders who have been here for more than 100 years are still alive and have entered the realm of unprecedented masters.

The shock is not over yet...

Another god who directly controls the lightning and strikes people with lightning appears...

What a fart!
Such a Central Plains, what would the Great Khan use to invade?

Nothing to do with me, I'm leaving!
I will never come again...

Huo Dou's complexion changed drastically, he turned around and ran away!
Uncle Jiu snorted coldly, stretched out his hand and pointed, and another bolt of lightning struck down!
Huo Du, die!

Jinlun Fawang trembled all over, Ninth Uncle, Immortal...

You must never hit me again!
I am afraid!
Daerba stood up silently, walked in front of Jinlun Fawang, supported Jinlun Fawang, and walked out of the gate step by step!

"If you dare to enter the Central Plains in the future, I will hack your Tantra!"

Uncle Jiu said domineeringly.

He listened to the shock of the people around him, his face full of intoxication.

The feeling of this person appearing in front of the gods is so interesting!
I finally understand why you have to pretend!
Only when you pretend to be aggressive can you have fun!

In the past, pretending to be aggressive, always failed at every turn.

But this time pretending...

It worked!
It's really good to pretend to be successful!
Uncle Jiu looked at Zhu Ziliu, drew a talisman in the air, and landed on Zhu Ziliu.

Zhu Ziliu spat out a mouthful of black blood...

His poison has been released!
Zhu Ziliu was overjoyed and bowed to Uncle Jiu, "Thank you for the gods' help!"

"low profile!"

Uncle Jiu waved his hand, "Be low-key, don't go out and talk nonsense."

"Yes!"

Everyone immediately stood in awe!

This person has such strength, yet he is so low-key...

No wonder it is a fairy!

"Everyone, the matter is over, Murong Fu and I should go back!"

Uncle Jiu said with a smile, "Murong Fu, let's go, go back to the fairy world!"

Murong Fu curled his lips, damn it.

I was forced to be pretended by this product!

What else can I do?
This guy has mastered the skills of the knight game, amazing!

"Good Uncle Ninth!"

Murong Fu said with a smile, "Everyone, we cannot help you defend Xiangyang..."

"That's right!"

Uncle Jiu suddenly interrupted Murong Fu, "They are resisting the Mongolian invasion."

"This is easy to do!"

Uncle Jiu smiled calmly, "Everyone, it's thundering. If it rains, go home and collect your clothes!"

"Boom!"

Above the nine heavens, there was a sound of thunder.

"Whoa!"

Bean-sized raindrops fell from the sky...

"Not as good as me..."

"Change your life against the sky?"

Uncle Nine is gone...

(End of this chapter)