Reborn as Murong Fu: This time I am the protagonist

As soon as this voice appeared, a meaningful smile appeared on Murong Fu's lips. Ma San's face suddenly turned pale, and large beads of sweat fell from his forehead. The owner of this voice was very familiar to Ma San: Jiuyi Taoist, Lei Lingyun.

Ma San looked at Murong Fu with a hint of pleading, the same look that a domestic dog would look at its owner when it encounters a fierce opponent in the wild.

Murong Fu didn't pay attention to Ma San's gaze at all, nor did he look at the sudden appearance of the Nine-winged Taoist. He didn't seem to be surprised by his appearance at all. Indeed, as early as ten feet away from the palace gate, Murong Fu noticed that there was an expert hiding not far away. Judging from the aura, it is far stronger than Ma San and others. It is not difficult to judge that this person is Lei Lingyun, the Nine-winged Taoist Master of Thunder and Lightning Sect who is leading the team this time.

Jiuyi Taoist is about sixty years old, with three strands of beard mixed with black and white. There are no wrinkles on his face, and he looks younger than his actual age. The most eye-catching thing was his pair of eyes, which shot out a cold light from time to time. Ordinary people couldn't help but feel a sense of fear when they saw them.

His gray hair was tied up casually with a thorn hairpin, and the Taoist robe he wore was not made of any luxurious material. This outfit, combined with his appearance, really makes him look like a fairy. Of course, anyone who has fought against him knows that these four words have nothing to do with the ruthlessness of this Taoist master.

He walked along with very little footsteps, obviously he had practiced Qing Gong to a certain level. If that's all, then he can be considered a Qinggong master at most, which is not very rare. The most surprising thing is that the black iron plate on his right hand is wide and thick, covering half of his body. It weighs at least fifty or sixty pounds. . This is the famous weapon of Nine-Wing Taoist Lei Lingyun: Lei Gong Block, weighing 8864 kilograms and forged after the shape of Fuxi Bagua.

Such a heavy shield was as commanding as an arm in the hands of this man. Not only was the defense airtight, but the attack was also extremely fast and powerful. He is even more elusive and unpredictable.

Why is it so hard to guard against it? Because this Taoist is not only highly skilled in martial arts, but also very scheming. His favorite method is sneak attack. Just imagine, if the average master doesn't know the other party's details, and meets such a Taoist who is quite decent in appearance and reasonable in speech, will he subconsciously relax his vigilance? What's more, sneak attacks usually use light and flexible concealed weapons. Who would have thought that someone would use such a large shield to sneak attack?

Once such things happen, Jiuyi Taoist's evil reputation will be established. There are even rumors that the martial arts of Jiuyi Taoist are not inferior to those of the famous Beiqiao Peak and Nan Murong in the Central Plains. Although Taoist Jiuyi didn't argue with this on the surface, deep down in his heart, he quite disagreed: It was just the Central Plains people bragging about it.

Combining martial arts with scheming, even though Jiuyi Daoist has only been serving Xixia Yipintang for a short time, he has been highly regarded. This is evidenced by the fact that he is leading the team on this mission.

He walked slowly along and first glanced at Ma San with the cold light in his eyes. Ma San's figure unconsciously shrunk under this look, with a hint of fear in his eyes. He glanced sideways at Murong Fu, then the cold light in his eyes quickly receded like a tide, and he put on a warm smile and asked Ma San: "Ma San, where does this guest come from? Why don't you do it for me?" Could you please introduce me?"

Ma San shuddered unconsciously, suppressing his fear, and was waiting to answer, when he heard Murong Fu snort coldly, and said in a very disdainful tone: "Guest? Master, you are afraid that something is wrong, right?" . This is Mantuo Villa. The owner is my aunt. Speaking of which, an old Taoist priest is considered a guest, right? You come uninvited and overwhelm the guest. Old Taoist, you can be considered a bad guest. While I am still too lazy to argue with you, Leave now. It won’t be easy if it’s too late.”

For such a cruel and cruel smiling tiger, Murong Fu was too lazy to talk nonsense, so the right way was to just send him away.

Hearing Murong Fu's rude words, Taoist Jiuyi's eyelids twitched. However, out of his usual caution, he suppressed his anger first. After all, he didn't know the other party's details. Taking action rashly would be too risky. .

Ignoring Murong Fu, Jiuyi looked at Ma San with a smile and said, "Ma San, let's introduce the origin of this young master."

Ma San said in a trembling voice: "This young master is Murong Fu, Nan Murong, Murong Fu."

Hearing that the person who came was actually Murong Fu, a hint of surprise finally flashed across Ma San's eyes. I really didn't expect that one of the two representatives of the martial arts community in the Central Plains would be such a young man. For a while, I couldn't help but underestimate Nan Murong's quality.

After all, in any era, there is no shortage of people who tend to be popular and power-hungry. Even that mediocre idiot will still be praised as a young talent. If this young man still has some real ability, then it goes without saying that through word of mouth, the talent of being a good person can also be passed down to you and you will become a dragon or a phoenix.

Jiuyi Taoist knew that Murong Fu had an extraordinary family background as soon as he saw him. After all, according to Jiuyi Taoist's eyesight, Murong Fu was covered in finger rings, hairpins, sachets, etc. The total sum of them was not worth a few thousand taels of silver. Most of the warriors in the martial arts world are devoted to martial arts and do not pay much attention to these jewels and treasures. They are afraid that the wealth will make their mind tired and delay their progress in martial arts. As a result, Taoist Jiuyi couldn't help but look down on Murong Fu.

"Oh, it turns out it's Mr. Murong. I've admired him for a long time." He deliberately paused every word and prolonged the tune.

Of course Murong Fu knew what this sanctimonious Nine-winged Taoist was thinking. Speaking of which, this Taoist can be regarded as half of his colleagues. When Murong Fu used the pseudonym Li Yanzong to hang out in Xixia Yipin Hall, he even had a fight with this Taoist master. At that time, Murong Fu gave up his best sword and used a knife in order not to reveal his true identity. Not to mention the iconic Dou Chuan Xing Shi Yuan, it cannot be taken out and used. Therefore, Murong Fu did not get any advantage in the battle with this Taoist master.

"Nine-winged Taoist Lei Lingyun, his famous weapon is Thunder God Block. His Shu Dao Difficult Card is powerful and powerful, both offensive and defensive, and unpredictable. He is also good at Qinggong. People in the Jianghu gave him the nickname Lei Dong Jiutian, and he is the first master of the Thunder Sect in Western Shu. .Zhaomen, there are two acupuncture points on Fengfu on the back of the neck and Futu on the left leg. Am I right?"

Murong Fu smiled lightly, as if he was talking about a very common thing.

Jiuyi Taoist's pupils shrank, and his heart was shocked: the other party knew his origins and moves well. This can be explained by the leak of secrets by the cheating guy Ma San. But the other party actually knew where his target was, which made him extremely frightened.

As we all know, when masters practice martial arts and face enemies, they always guard the gate very tightly. Even the people closest to them usually don't know where it is. Because once you know where the master's target is, even ordinary people who don't know any martial arts will still have the opportunity to kill the first-class master. If the rear sight is leaked, half of your life is in the opponent's hands.

His lips were chapped and his eyes were dull. He had lost all the arrogance he had just now. He felt that the smiling young man in front of him was a devil who saw everything. He was like a naked baby in front of him, without any secrets. .

"How about it, do you still want to fight? Taoist Master Jiuyi." Murong Fu sighed softly, as if he didn't want to dwell on this topic any longer, as if talking about this topic was a very boring thing.