Murong Fu Dongfangqing

"Kneel down? Did I hear you right?" Murong Fu looked at the Third Young Mistress with astonishment.

The third young mistress didn't explain, she straightened her clothes, walked to the front of the sword, gave a respectful salute, then actually knelt down and raised her hands above her head.

At this moment, the long sword hummed and trembled, and slowly fell into the hands of the third young lady.

When Murong Fu saw this scene, he couldn't help being moved, his eyes were flickering.

At this time, the third young lady turned her head and glanced at him, her meaning was self-evident.

"I've seen a lot of people with a bad temper, but this is the first time I've seen a sword with a bad temper, hehe, interesting, really interesting..." Murong Fu said with a smile on his face, and walked towards the third young lady.

"What are you going to do?" Third Young Mistress asked anxiously when she saw that his expression was not quite right.

The smile on Murong Fu's face was even bigger, "It's nothing, I just want to see if it's my temper or it's temper."

After speaking, he suddenly reached out and grabbed the top of her head.

The third young lady couldn't react in time, but the sword she held in her hand reacted quickly, and she jumped out with a whimper, barely avoiding it.

"Hey, you run away, I don't believe it today, you can go to heaven!" Murong Fu caught the air with one hand, but he was not too surprised, and said with a light smile.

The third young lady hurriedly stood in front of him, "Wait, listen to me first, this sword..."

Before he finished speaking, Murong Fu made a lightning move, grabbed her by the neck, lifted her up, and stared at her coldly, "Third Young Madam, let's talk about other things later. Send it to me, how to deal with it is my business, are you right?"

The third young lady was swept away by his cold eyes, her hands and feet were cold instantly, and her expression was dull. She didn't know whether she was frightened or because her neck was pinched, so she couldn't say a word.

"It seems that you don't object to my words." Murong Fu suddenly smiled, and put the third young mistress back on the ground, then gently stroked her face, and adjusted the collar for her.

The third young lady stared blankly at the man in front of her. At that moment just now, she really felt that one foot had stepped into the gate of hell, but at this moment, she felt like a spring breeze. Which moment was real and which one was him? She can't tell the difference at all...

Murong Fu turned away from the Third Young Mistress, his eyes fell on the long sword, "Your spirit is not weak, it would be a pity to be ruined like this, now I will give you a chance to submit to this young master, otherwise your sword soul will be taken away. "

The ancient divine sword must be integrated into the sword soul when it is cast. He knew this when the Xia Kedao Tianjian was cast. Without the sword soul, the so-called divine sword is just an empty shell, and it will gradually lose its spirituality. Completely fell into the mortal world and turned into an ordinary long sword.

The sword "listened" to Murong Fu's words, seemed to be stimulated by some kind of stimulus, buzzed and trembled, and a beam of sword light shot out.

"It's such a pity to be ignorant of current affairs..." Murong Fu sighed regretfully, and immediately stopped hesitating, flicking his sleeve robe, he dissolved the sword light into nothingness, and followed the probe to grab it in the air.

A gust of energy swept out, and countless gold, silver and jewels flew up automatically, instantly condensing into a big net, covering the entire secret room, and falling towards the sword.

The long sword floated quietly in the air, as if knowing that there was no way to escape, and had resigned itself to fate, but at this moment, the precious light on the scabbard flowed, and a burst of extreme sword energy came out through the body, with a sizzling sound, The gold and silver net was cut open.

A look of surprise flashed across Murong Fu's face, his move just now seemed to be understated, but in fact he had already used six or seven success powers, not to mention an uncontrollable sword, even a top master would never be able to escape it. Come out, this sword actually did it?

Just when he was in a daze, there was a clear sound of "Zheng" from the long sword, followed by a stream of azure blue light rising into the sky, with a loud bang, a hole was opened on the top of the secret room, and the stream of light flew away through the air.

Murong Fu's face changed slightly, he stomped his feet slightly, his figure rose from the ground, followed closely behind.

But to his surprise, after rushing out of the secret room, the sword did not run away immediately, but hung in the void a few feet away, as if waiting for him there.

Murong Fu frowned slightly, his feet landed on the roof, and asked in surprise and doubt, "Why, are you making gestures with me?"

Strange things happen every year, especially this year. If a sword's spirituality is so strong, he can only write the word "service" in capital letters.

"What's the matter? What happened?"

"Hey, isn't that Mr. Xianggong? Where is the Third Young Mistress?"

"Look, there seems to be a sword floating there."

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The commotion caused by one man and one sword was not small, and it was not difficult to startle all the girls of the farmer outside, and they ran out of the house to watch, and there were other martial arts people living in the yard far away, who were also moved by the wind and rushed over quickly.

Murong Fu didn't delay any longer, with a wave of his hands, a mysterious charm spread out, the situation changed in an instant, the energy surged wildly, and a big hand with true energy was condensed.

The sword was also unambiguous, buzzing and trembling, the surrounding wind was strong, and the sky filled with clouds swarmed in, whirling and swirling, getting into the scabbard bit by bit, and then the phantom of a slender and gorgeous long sword gradually solidified solid, and rapidly swells and becomes larger.

"Damn, absorb the energy of heaven and earth by yourself!" Murong Fu was really shocked by the scene in front of him, "This cliff has become a spirit!"

A sword can automatically recognize and protect its owner, or flee, hide, and resist. These can be regarded as instinctive behaviors. Since it has spirituality, it is normal to have instincts, but absorbing the energy of heaven and earth by itself has surpassed the "instinct" category, how could a sword do it?

In his thoughts, a giant sword holding the sky has been condensed and formed. Looking up, the carvings on the hilt are like stars running, shining a deep light, the sword body and the sun are integrated, like clear water flowing through a pond calmly and soothingly, slender The blade of his sword is like a cliff standing thousands of feet high, lofty and majestic.

This sword is really beautiful!

Even Murong Fu, who has seen many famous swords and divine swords, couldn't help but want to keep them for himself, not for anything else, just for its "beauty".

"My God, how can there be such a big sword?"

"This is not a sword, it's just a phantom condensed by the sword energy. The real body is inside the giant sword."

"What? There is such a magical sword in the world?"

"Look quickly, Mr. Murong is also there. Could this be Mr. Murong's sword?"

"I don't see it, he seems to be fighting someone with a sword."

"In any case, this must be a divine sword, even more powerful than the rumored Yitian Sword."

In just a short while, many people gathered in the courtyard, all of them were amazed. Among these people was Miao Renfeng. In this way, he was more horrified than anyone else.

It was easy for Murong Fu to hear everyone's discussion, and suddenly his expression moved slightly, as if he had thought of something.

At this time, the giant sword trembled slightly, and a long and narrow sword energy escaped from the blade. It was silent, but extremely fierce. Wherever it passed, the void was blurred, as if it had been cut in half.

Murong Fu felt chilly in his heart, he hastily pointed at the big hand with zhenqi on top of his head, the big hand swelled up again, it was the size of a room in a blink of an eye, he moved towards the sword qi.

With a soft chirp, the big hand split in two, and the sword energy only faded a little, but it didn't dissipate.

"Okay, I have some skills." Murong Fu was not angry but happy, he swiped his hands in a flash, and a milky white sword energy flew out from his palm, it was the innate sword energy he forcibly refined by fusing the six-veined sword.

There was another puff sound, the two sword qi collided, and after a burst of bursts, countless tiny sword qi ravaged the void and spread to the surroundings.

"Hurry up and hide!" The faces of the martial arts people watching below changed drastically, and they tried their best to escape from the spot. Those who ran slowly had a few cuts on their bodies, bleeding and screaming again and again.

"Xianggong!" Shuang'er in the crowd saw this scene and couldn't help crying out worriedly.

Murong Fu ignored it, his face gradually became solemn, he stretched out his hand and made a move, a beam of light broke out from a certain room, flew in front of him in an instant, turned around and revealed its original shape, it was the Scarlet Heaven Sword.

Murong Fu held the divine sword in his hand and danced a sword flower, with a sinister smile on the corner of his mouth, "Today, I will ask you to steal chickens without losing money!"

As he spoke, he threw the divine sword, his hands turned like wheels, and a series of sword formulas were shot out. The divine sword soared in the wind, and a violent destructive intent spread to the surroundings.

It had been a long time since he had used his full strength of sword control, and when he met an opponent today, he had to show it anyway, not to mention that he had made up his mind that such a powerful existence would either be obtained or destroyed.

With a flick of a finger, the Scarlet Heaven Sword has turned into a giant sword of more than ten feet long, the light is shining, the sword's intent is shocking, and the sword slashed through it without fancy.

Since Murong Fu has decided to destroy the unknown divine sword on the opposite side, the sword soul cannot be wasted, and the method of extracting the sword soul is also very simple, as long as the scarlet sky sword is used to cut off its blade, the scarlet sky sword will swallow it by itself absorbed.

I don't know if the huge sword that held up to the sky was captured by the aura of the Scarlet Heaven Sword, or it was because the donkey was out of skills, but it didn't respond for a while, and stood there quietly.

Seeing this, Murong Fu couldn't help but feel his heart skip a beat, that sword has such strong spirituality, it will never stand still and wait for death, if something abnormal happens, there must be a demon.

Sure enough, the next moment, a faint sigh came from the sky, "Oh, if you don't get it, you will destroy it. You are too domineering, right?"

The voice is neutral, androgynous, and the tone is soft and indifferent, but it sounds aloof and compassionate.

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