Murong Fu Dongfangqing

Feng Bo E had already fallen into the hole with one foot, when a gray sword light suddenly hit him, the sharp and suffocating breath scared him to death, he turned around desperately, and the golden power under him was also caught by the sword. Just let it go.

After Feng Boxi regained his freedom, he slapped the rubble without hesitation, turned a few flips in the air, and returned to Li Mochou, complaining palely, "Miss Li, the fourth brother's leg was almost cut off by you. , you won’t be avenging your own personal revenge, will you?”

Li Mochou rolled her eyes and said calmly, "Then you go back, this time I promise I won't save you again."

In fact, that scene just now really shocked her. Although she was able to use Chengying Sword to cut out a powerful sword light inexplicably, she couldn't control it at all. Oolong can be big.

Li Mochou was still terrified, but on the surface she remained calm, and asked instead, "What did you see inside? Why do I see there is a master inside?"

The previous golden force was masculine and mellow, and yin and yang complement each other, changing hardness and softness, obviously it was not Murong Chao's work.

Hearing the words, Feng Bo's face also turned serious, "You guessed it right, there is a dungeon under the hall, in which a master with his limbs locked is imprisoned. I can't feel how powerful he is. Before, I just stole from a distance. He found it out at a glance, I guess he is not under the young master, but he also seems to be an enemy of the Shang Shufu, and he is now negotiating with Murong Chao."

"There are still masters?" At this moment, Li Mochou was also a little stunned. Not counting the dead Murong Teng and the seriously injured Murong Xi, the Shangshu Mansion had Murong Chao and Murong Chui, two masters of the True Yuan Realm, and now they came out again One, the background of the Shangshu Mansion is too deep, right?

"This matter is absolutely true," Feng Bo'e said, "Do you think you should immediately notify Young Master to retreat, we may have no hope of gnawing on this bone today."

Li Mochou naturally knew that the best way at the moment was to retreat before the unknown master came out, but she knew Murong Fu's temper well, and she was ashamed to death when she made such a big commotion and went back in desperation.

"What should I do, what should I do..." Li Mochou was very anxious, but there was nothing she could do.

"Give me the Heavenly Sword, and I'll help you, Young Master." But at this moment, Feng Boxie said.

Li Mochou thought that was the only way to go, so she handed over the Heavenly Sword to Feng Bo'e, while she was holding onto the handle of Chengying Sword tightly, obviously looking for an opportunity to make a move.

Speaking of which, Feng Bo E had never touched this Heavenly Sword before, but when he took the Heavenly Sword at this time, he actually had a strange feeling of "with a sword in hand, I own the world", and his eyes were slightly red.

"What are you doing, why don't you make a move?" Li Mochou couldn't help snorting when she saw him not moving for a while.

Feng Bo'e came back to his senses in an instant, and said in his heart, "The sword of the evil sect", and then grasped the hilt of the sword with both hands, flew up and slashed out with a sword in the air. His sword skills are sparse and ordinary, and the weight of the Heavenly Sword is not light. It is difficult to control, he can only pour his true energy into the sword, so as to generate sword energy.

The tip of the sword pierced through the void, a light red sword energy flew out suddenly, Murong Chui was cutting through Murong Fu's six meridians with one sword, but at this moment a chill came from his back, he had no choice but to return the sword to defend himself.

Almost at the same time, Murong Fu volleyed with both hands and counted, but no energy flew out, but the void was blurred, it was the unique ginseng and fingers handed down from Murong's family.

Murong Chui felt a numbness and tingling pain in his meridians for no reason, and his body stagnated for a moment. In just this moment of delay, the sword energy of Feng Bo'e had already reached a few feet behind him. Although the power was not unprecedented, it was still If the mortal body is beheaded, it will either die or be disabled.

"Hmph!" Murong Chui snorted coldly, without any panic on his face, he squatted down suddenly, his upper body and lower body seemed to form a double fold, avoiding the sword energy without any damage.

Dodging this blow, the true energy in his body circulated freely, but before Murong Chui had time to change his moves, a chill suddenly rose from the bottom of his heart, he seemed to catch a glimpse of a gray light from the corner of his eyes, and Murong Fu in front of him also flicked his fingers repeatedly, making a big picture Colorful sword qi shot towards him.

At this moment, it was too late to dodge, so Murong Chui had no choice but to desperately push "Dou Zhuan Xing Yi", a layer of blue-red light aroused all over his body, and at the same time subconsciously swung his sword to block the gray light and shadow.

"Puff puff puff" a few times, Murong Fu raised his eyes and couldn't help being stunned for a moment, his six-veined divine sword sword energy actually passed through Murong Chui's body, without hurting him at all.

However, when the Longquan sword touched Li Mochou's gray sword light, it let out a clear cry, and then the blue light disintegrated, and the sword and hand flew out together. Jian Guang.

Under the severe pain, Murong Chui twisted his body and retreated about Zhang Xu. He wanted to grab Longquan, but Murong Fu was one step faster than him, and he opened his hand to suck the Longquan sword into his hand, but he had no choice but to retreat further away. Staring fiercely at the culprits of all this, Li Mochou and Feng Bo'e.

Disgusting to remove the severed hand, Murong Fu rolled up his sleeves and wiped left and right, finally holding the Longquan sword in his hand, the hand sank slightly, and a cold feeling came from the palm of his hand, he looked down at the sword, and sure enough A feeling of coiling a dragon in an abyss.

"A good sword, really a good sword!" Murong Fu waved his hand twice, couldn't help but praise him aloud, but soon he frowned again, this sword is not as easy to hold in his hand as the Heavenly Sword , it seems to be similar to the Yitian Sword, but the power in Murong Chui's hands just now is not weaker than the Heavenly Sword, what's going on?

What made him feel even more strange was that the Longquan sword represented "slaying the dragon", a symbol of nobility and purity, but no matter how you look at it, this sword has an evil tinge and a faint smell of blood.

He took a closer look, and suddenly found that the small hole of the Big Dipper on the sword body had more than a dozen extremely thin blood threads.

He didn't know whether the bloodshot had existed before or only appeared during the fierce battle, but he knew that this sword must have been treated with some special means. Thinking of what Murong Chui said before, he couldn't help asking, "You guys?" What did you do to the sword?"

"Do you think the old man will tell you?" Murong Chui said coldly, at this time he broke a hand, although the bleeding stopped quickly, but after all, he was old and had been fighting with Murong Fu for so long, that dry hand There is a faint layer of white on the skin, a bit like flesh that is about to rot, and it looks extremely oozing.

"It doesn't matter if you don't say anything, hahaha, Chengying, Longquan, this trip is really worthwhile!" Murong Fu looked at Longquan Sword in a daze, and couldn't help but said proudly. As for the secret of Longquan Sword, he didn't know much about it. Care, now that the sword has fallen into his hands, as long as it takes time, is it possible that he will not be able to research it.

Thinking about this legendary divine sword, it was a blessing to get one, but today unexpectedly got two of them, no one would be able to restrain the excitement in his heart.

Complacent to complacent, Murong Fu didn't forget himself, he also noticed the commotion in the hall earlier, no matter what other masters were inside, killing one counted as one, naturally it would be best to kill Murong Chui first.

Thinking of this, his figure suddenly rushed out, swiping the long sword, and countless sword shadows flew. Although he could not display the true power of the Longquan Sword, with his current martial arts, even an ordinary long sword in his hand is powerful. No small matter.

One of Murong Chui's hands was chopped off, but his body skills are still there, and he still has some internal energy. Seeing that Murong Chui's killing intent returned, he immediately used his body skills to dodge.

Murong Fu has learned a lot of martial arts, lightness kung fu alone is no less than five or six, especially he has also practiced the ground shrinking technique, at this time he unfolded and folded the space, and in an instant he came behind Murong Chui, with a light wave of his arm, countless swords The shadows swarmed and gathered, turning thousands into one, and slashed down with a merciless sword.

Murong Chui was so frightened that his soul trembled, but at this moment he was stagnant, unarmed, unstoppable, he couldn't think of any way to save himself except to move the Dou Zhuan Xing to the extreme.

But Shangshu Mansion's battles and star shifts are mysterious, but at this time, his skill has bottomed out, how can he show much power, when life and death, he doesn't care about face or face, he opened his mouth and shouted to the hall, "Help me!"

As if in response to Murong Chui's plea for help, a voice came from the hall immediately, "Little friend, you have to be forgiving and forgiving, there's no need to kill them all, right?"

Before the words were finished, a figure loomed, as if it was so close to the sky, and came to Murong Chui's side with a leap, raised one hand lightly, a dazzling golden light lit up in the palm, and then an invisible big hand appeared out of thin air, and it actually smashed Murong Fu's complete sword Take all the breath into your hands.

Murong Fu's pupils narrowed slightly, and after a closer look, he found that it was a big golden handprint that was holding back the sword energy, while the surrounding small golden sword energy scattered most of him, that feeling was like Wuzhishan suppressing Monkey King, Everything is under control.

Murong Fu raised his eyes to look him up, and couldn't help showing a strange look on his face. It's because this person's attire is too weird. He has a big bald head, a string of rosary beads around his neck, and a gray missionary robe. Spotless, with a huge wine gourd hanging on his waist, the key is that this person has thick eyebrows and big eyes, a white face and no beard, and he has a refined temperament, which is not much better than those old masters who are familiar with Confucian classics.

Murong Fu really didn't know what identity should be assigned to such a "heterogeneous" person with all the characteristics of Buddhism, Confucianism, and Taoism, but this person's aura was as deep as the deep sea, strange and unpredictable, and he might also be a master of metamorphosis.

"When did metamorphosis masters become so worthless, and you can meet them casually?" Murong Fu couldn't help thinking this way.

While Murong Fu was looking at the bald monk, the bald monk was also looking at him, with a kind smile on his face all the time, and a pair of big eyes shining brightly, as if he could see through everything, he smiled slightly and said after a long time, "It really is a great fortune The person who can get the two swords of Longquan and Chengying, the future of my little friend is limitless."

Murong Fu was speechless, even praising people would not bring any kindness, but he still slowly dissipated his sword energy, and tentatively said, "I don't know who is senior? I have been walking in the rivers and lakes for so many years, and I have never heard of such a number one person as senior." ?”

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