Chapter 37: Meet Duan Yanqing Again

He used the Duan family sword technique.

Murong Ji was not afraid at all. He twisted the Tianwen Sword in his hand and changed his sword technique directly, which was also the Duan family sword technique!

The crutch in the air spun a few times, and the accumulated force was used to directly hit out.

Duan Yanqing tapped his crutch hard, and his own crutch hit it directly against his own.

When he looked up, he saw Murong Ji's Tianwen sword shooting towards him, and he retreated directly due to the force.

He bought himself enough time to prepare, retracted his crutch, and once again faced Murong Ji's swordsmanship.

"Ding!"

"when!"

The Tianwen Sword and the Iron Crutch collided with each other, both using the Duan family sword techniques. The sword techniques had both light and heavy, slow and fast, but Duan Yanqing's Iron Crutch became heavier!

Murong Ji's response this time was much easier than the last time, and he was confident that he would not damage the sword.

Suddenly, Duan Yanqing turned around and pointed out the Dali Duan family's One Yang Finger!

Murong Ji used Dou Zhuan Xing Yi to hit back directly, and that was not enough, he added another move with Xiao Wu Xiang Gong!
After Duan Yanqing took it, he subconsciously went for the second one, and sure enough!

Familiar feeling, familiar moves!
After standing still, Duan Yanqing narrowed his eyes and looked at Murong Ji.

It was very frustrating to fight with the people from Murong family. It was not because Murong Ji’s internal strength was so profound, but because Dou Zhuan Xing Yi was too disgusting.

It gave him the feeling of fighting himself. If the opponent's combat experience and habits were not different from his own, Duan Yanqing would have felt even more frustrated.

Now he was sure that he had just hastily taken one move at the beginning. This time, he was sure that Murong Ji used Dali's One Finger Yang.

Not only that, the Duan family's sword techniques and moves are the same, and their mental methods are also the same.

Duan Yanqing was extremely confused. Does Dou Zhuan Xing Yi have the ability to replicate the other party's martial arts? No? If so, then the Murong family would be in great trouble? ! !
"Master Murong, how did you learn the Dali One Yang Finger?"

Murong Ji smiled and said, "Guess?"

Duan Yanqing chuckled, "Interesting. As the saying goes, it takes ten years to sharpen a sword. Eight of these ten years have passed. Master Murong, how is your family swordsmanship going?"

Murong Ji waved the sword in his hand and said, "Please give me some advice, Senior Duan."

The next moment, Murong Ji let go of the Tianwen Sword in his hand. The Tianwen Sword seemed to be pulled by something and kept spinning around Murong Ji.

As Murong Ji pointed his sword, the Tianwen Sword shot out vertically.

Duan Yanqing's pupils shrank and he quickly retreated, but he was a little too slow. The sword light continued to shoot out.

Duan Yanqing, who was being chased, looked a little embarrassed.

In a hurry, Duan Yanqing hit back fiercely, "Ding!" The Tianwen Sword suddenly changed its moves, continuously and relentlessly.

Unable to dodge, Duan Yanqing suddenly turned his head, and the Tianwen Sword slashed across his neck.

Danger after danger!

Murong Ji was a little distressed that his sword-wielding skills were still not very good. He thought to himself that if it were Murong Fu, he would have killed Duan Yanqing at that moment.

After taking back the Heavenly Question Sword, Murong Ji looked at Duan Yanqing, clasped his fists and said with a smile: "Senior Duan, how is it?"

Duan Yanqing looked at Murong Ji with fear in his heart. At this time, he also realized that Murong Ji was practicing Taoist Kung Fu, which had a bit of Pure Yang meaning.

I started to think about it in my mind. This martial arts junior really makes me feel full of pressure. [He is growing too fast! ]

"Okay, really good, young talent, I admire you." Duan Yanqing jumped directly onto the roof of the gatehouse, "There is no false reputation under the reputation, Gusu Murong clan. I was a step behind, we will meet again in the future."

As he spoke, he used his Qinggong skills and disappeared.

The people from Xixia Yipintang also slowly retreated.

When the Beggars' Sect disciples dispersed the courtyard and wiped the blood, Murong Ji returned to his room and continued to sleep. Yipintang would not let it go, and Murong Ji would not waste all his time on the Beggars' Sect. He still had to look for the Langhuan Jade Cave.

The next morning, after asking about Qiao Feng's journey and learning that he would arrive in a few days, Murong Ji immediately said goodbye.

Riding the carriage, we headed towards Dali.

[Where is the Langhuan Jade Cave?!] Murong Ji frowned as he looked at the distribution map of various regions given to him by the Beggars' Sect.

Suddenly, something flashed through his mind, but unfortunately he didn't catch it.

Then I looked at the names of various sects and forces, the Wuliang Sword Sect!

【Wuliang Mountain! 】

Murong Ji suddenly laughed, waved his whip, and headed towards Dali. "Now that we're in Dali, let's think about the Six Meridians Divine Sword."

You can doubt Murong Bo's character, but you cannot doubt Murong Bo's vision.

Place the carriage properly and hide the money and medicinal herbs; these are the resources for your own cultivation.

He took some things he needed and went straight to Wuliang Mountain.

Wuliang Mountain is very large, but there is an extremely clear road leading up the mountain. The road is very wide and you can drive the horses directly up to the farm.

Murong Ji used his Qinggong skills and rushed directly to the top of the mountain. Would there be any special terrain where the Langhuan Jade Cave was?
Standing on the top of the mountain and looking around, he didn't know how to observe the terrain and qi, so he didn't find anything. What a pity!

I can only wander in the mountains and look for caves.

This search lasted more than a month.

I have to say that some things really depend on fate. Some people you meet by chance, but people who are interested in finding them can’t find them no matter how hard they try.

He exhaled, looked over, and suddenly saw a handsome man as handsome as jade.

Murong Ji frowned slightly. This person is, Duan Yu, that's for sure.

Murong Ji had a thought and recalled that Duan Yu would eventually enter the Langhuan Jade Cave, so if he followed him, he would find it!

Follow him up to Wuliang Mountain.

"Stop fighting. Stop fighting."

After much persuasion to no avail, he got so angry that he yelled, "Stop fighting!"

Murong Ji landed on the cliff, looked at Duan Yu below, and sighed deeply.

This is no longer simple, it's stupid, really stupid.

In this situation, the two sides are fighting for some reason, and you go to stop the fight before you have figured out the situation?
No wonder, after he ascended the throne, he was sidelined by the Daobai clan (historically the Gaobai clan, the powerful clan of Dali) until he was left with only one position.

Duan Yu's voice was high-pitched and rumbling in the mountains. What surprised Murong Ji was that he actually had internal strength.

Come to think of it, in this world, the Duan family of Dali founded their country through martial arts, so how could they let their descendants be a waste?

It would be strange for Duan Yu to have no internal energy at his age. It's just that he was brought up in a useless way and has internal energy but doesn't know how to use it.

The two groups quickly separated. Not everyone has this kind of inner strength.

They all looked at each other warily.

With an external enemy present, who is a master at that, the grudges between the two factions are not that important. They are all afraid of being taken advantage of.

The leaders of the two factions stood up.

"I am Zuo Zimu from Wuliang Sword Sect, and you are..."

(End of this chapter)