Murong Fu Dongfangqing

Some people may not believe it, the Five Sacred Sword Sect plus thousands of high-level martial arts people were besieged on the mountain, but the fact is that it is so-called that it is easy to go up the mountain and difficult to go down the mountain. The dangerous cliff is deep, even if you go down the mountain normally, you have to be careful, not to mention that the mountain road was blown up by someone, and the god arm crossbow was ambushed, even the mighty master Xuancheng couldn't rush down.

Lin Pingzhi led the people to retreat carefully to the Songshan faction camp, there was no one there, and there was no ambush, but before everyone could breathe a sigh of relief, bad news came soon.

"What, all the water and food have been emptied?" In the conference hall, Lin Pingzhi stared at Fei Bin in front of him with wide eyes. For some reason, he always felt that the Songshan faction had premeditated it. pleasing to the eye.

Fei Bin's expression was slightly stiff, and he said awkwardly, "The water is okay. There is a living spring in the back mountain. It is not a problem to supply thousands of comrades with drinking, but there is no food at all. On the top of Songshan Mountain, there are more stones than trees. There is no water at all. what to eat"

As soon as this remark came out, everyone was shocked. Fortunately, there were only Yue Buqun and other former leaders of the Wuyue School, Daoist Chongxu, and Master Xuancheng present. Otherwise, it might cause much panic. Being trapped is not the most desperate thing , Cutting off water and food can make people despair, the feeling of slowly waiting to die, even thinking about it makes people shudder.

Subconsciously, Lin Ping looked at Murong Fu, and couldn't help being surprised, "Where is Mr. Murong?"

The rest of the people looked around, only to realize that Murong Fu had disappeared at some point, Yuyinzi snorted, "I don't know where he went, this person is very incoherent, no one can figure out his thoughts, Maybe it’s time to go down the mountain.”

He has long disliked Murong Fu, and was slapped mercilessly in the face by the other party. He was afraid of his martial arts, so he dared not speak. Now that Murong Fu is gone, he naturally wants to criticize him.

In comparison, Lu Lianrong, who also had a rift with Murong Fu, was much more serious. He didn't say a word, and even a look of disdain flashed in his eyes, obviously looking down on Yuyinzi, a villain who was successful. look.

Yue Buqun coughed dryly, "Okay, Mr. Murong may have something to leave for a while, let's not gossip about others behind their backs."

Yuyinzi snorted nasally and said nothing more.

Daoist Chongxu then stroked his long beard, "You don't need to guess too much, Mr. Murong went down the mountain to inquire about the news."

When he said this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, even Yuyinzi was no exception, with Murong coming back, no secret information could be found.

Lin Pingzhi felt relieved immediately, and a rare smile appeared on his face, "Then masters and uncles, we can't sit still, why don't we discuss how to go down the mountain and deal with the surprise attack first..."

Not to mention how everyone discussed the countermeasures, after Murong Fu left the monastery, he went straight down the mountain, walking in the garden all the way, as if walking on flat ground, of course, this is only for him, the actual situation is from the Chaotianmen of the Songshan School , all the mountain roads and suspension bridges were destroyed in sevens and eights, and many places were blocked by falling rocks.

This is not too bad, many places are bare cliffs, even the roads have been blown away, and you have to jump over the cliffs, but the pits and hollows on the mountain wall are scorched and black, it can be seen that explosives have been buried. As for Xuan The archer that Master Cheng mentioned was not seen, maybe they withdrew.

Murong Fu walked for a while, when he suddenly heard the sound of clanging bells and fighting, he was stunned for a moment, did someone sneak down the mountain?

Immediately, he secretly suppressed his breath and quickly searched for it.

Soon, Murong Fu came to a dangerous peak, this dangerous peak is very strange, straight and towering, the peak is full of sharp rocks, there is no grass or tree, but there is a sudden sound of clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, and iron Symphonies come and go.

Murong Fu became more and more curious, listening to the momentum, there are no less than three people fighting, and the momentum is not small, the energy fluctuations are extremely strong, it can be seen that they must be masters.

When he got closer, Murong Fu hid behind a block of stones, raised his eyes, and couldn't help being stunned, there were indeed three people fighting fiercely in the field, one of them was dressed in fluttering white, his beard and hair were all white, it was the wind that he had just seen last night Clear.

The other two, one with a high nose and deep eyes, curly hair and yellow beard, is a barbarian, wearing Hanfu, with pearls hanging around his neck, and jade bracelets on his wrists. Wearing a golden dragon whip.

There is also a tall and thin man with a middle-earth face, but his hair color and complexion are bluish-black, and his face is covered with a layer of blueness. He looks no different from the legendary zombies. The appearance of his body is more suitable, and the weapon he uses is actually a mourning stick.

"Weeping stick..." Murong Fu suddenly had a flash of inspiration, "Could it be that these two are..."

At this moment, the three people in the arena were fighting fiercely, Feng Qingyang was holding a rattan that he did not know where to pick up, filled with true energy, and used it as a long sword, but it was no different from a real long sword , and even when it collides with the enemy's blade, there will be a soft clank.

For the two opponents, the golden dragon whip in Hu Shang's hand danced imperceptibly. No matter how you look at his whip technique, it seems a bit weird, it seems to be a combination of Middle Earth martial arts and Western Region martial arts.

In contrast, Zombie Face's martial arts are even weirder, every move is not coherent at all, walking and jumping are all legs and hands parallel, but the power should not be underestimated, and the speed is extremely fast, every time he makes a move, even Feng Qingyang Don't be careless.

Both martial arts and internal strength of these two people are incomparably profound, and when they join hands, they are even comparable to Feng Qingyang.

Of course, from Murong Fu's point of view, the combination of these two weirdos is still inferior to Feng Qingyang's, because Feng Qingyang doesn't know why, and he hasn't exerted his full strength until now. The Sword Intent Envoy will come out, and the two of them are afraid that they will lose if they don't persist in a hundred moves.

"Could it be that these people are people from Weishan?" Murong Fu thought in his heart, he was not surprised that Feng Qingyang appeared here, this old man has been wandering around Songshan these days, it would be strange if he didn't meet him, but this Weishan It was really beyond his expectation. If he guessed correctly, these two people should be Yin Kexi and Xiaoxiangzi among the three Mongolian heroes.

This Songshan Mountain is located in Henan Province and belongs to the hinterland of the Kingdom of Jin. Originally, Murong Fu first suspected the royal family of the Kingdom of Jin. Counting the time, Wanyan Quan has almost wiped out Wanyan Liang's remaining forces. Now is the time to eliminate dissidents. It is reasonable to fight against sects such as Shaolin and Quanzhen, and it is almost impossible for other forces to send troops here, except for the royal family of the Kingdom of Jin, but they did not expect to have something to do with Mongolia.

But after thinking about it, it seems that it is not impossible. Now that Temujin is aggressively attacking Xiangyang City, after learning that the martial arts sects of the Central Plains are rushing to help, he will naturally not be indifferent, and Shaolin Temple is the Taishan Big Dipper of the Central Plains Wulin. If it can be destroyed , will be able to hit the Central Plains martial arts sects to the greatest extent and reduce many obstacles.

Not to mention, once people in the martial arts unite, they are a force that should not be underestimated. They may not be able to go straight to the peak of the army, but they can use loopholes secretly, such as assassinating several generals and officials. The Mongolian army also had a headache.

"Now it is basically certain that the Mongols' goal is the Shaolin Temple, but because they heard that the Wuyue Sword Sect was gathering at the summit of Mount Song, they took advantage of the trend and intended to wipe out the Five Sacred Sword Sect. If they all go to help Xiangyang, the inside of the sect will definitely be extremely empty, as long as a small group of troops are sent in, coupled with a few martial arts masters, the foundation of these sects can be easily destroyed..."

Murong Fu recognized the identities of Yin Kexi and Xiaoxiangzi, and immediately guessed the ins and outs of the whole matter. Now as long as they catch these two people, they can know exactly how many people Mongolia has sent and where they are distributed. place.

After pondering in his mind for a while, Murong Fu decided to capture Yin Kexi and the two immediately, but just when he was about to reveal his identity, his ears twitched suddenly, and he quickly retracted his body, hiding behind the rocks.

Not long after, a black shadow came from far to near. Halfway through, he kicked his legs repeatedly, and only heard a few bang bang bang. Flying, the speed is extremely fast, and the strength is great.

Murong Fu couldn't help being slightly surprised when he saw this, this person either practiced some kind of body training magical skill similar to King Kong's indestructibility, or he was born with infinite strength, one must know that ordinary first-class masters can't just hit the palm with a palm. Someone who can open mountains and crack rocks, but this person easily kicks and breaks rocks while leaping, using them as hidden weapons.

"There is one more!" Feng Qingyang was also startled by the momentum, his figure shook, he drew back, and then swung the rattan with his right hand several times, with a few chi chi chi chi, the flying stones were broken into two halves one after another, heading towards Flying out from both sides, but every time he hits a sword, he himself has to take a step back, obviously the force of the shock is not light.

The black shadow came enveloping the flying stone, when the flying stone was shattered, the black shadow slapped Feng Qingyang's chest with two palms.

According to common sense, at this time when Feng Qingyang's old strength is exhausted and new strength is not born, this palm cannot be resisted no matter what, but this person obviously underestimated Feng Qingyang's skill, but seeing the vine in his hand With a flick of the bar, countless sword qi came out from his body, as if the gods descended from the earth, the radiance was radiant, and the momentum was astonishing.

"What kind of martial art is this!" The black figure screamed, his tone was a bit hasty, and he didn't see how he moved. A short whip on his arm flew out suddenly, and a very agile rock rolled around him, and his whole body was blown away. They were all thrown out, barely avoiding Feng Qingyang's majestic sword energy.

After the black shadow landed on the ground, Murong Fu could see his face clearly. His head was bald, and under the reflection of the sun, it still had a bit of reflection. His complexion was dark, and he was very short. The feeling of people looking is "refined".

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