Murong Fu Dongfangqing

"Want to learn? I can teach you."

Dongfang Bubai was taken aback for a moment, and couldn't help asking: "Really?"

Murong Fu smiled faintly, "Take the Sunflower Book in exchange!"

Dongfang Bubai was stunned for a moment, then smiled playfully after a long while and said: "There are so many beauties around you, why bother to think so hard?"

"Go, it's impossible for me to learn the Sunflower Book, but I can let others learn it!" Murong Fu could understand what he meant, and said, rolling his eyes.

He would want the Sunflower Book, not on a whim, but among the orphans he has adopted over the years, several of them are eunuchs with good qualifications. If he can learn the Sunflower Book, it will be a great help.

Dongfang Bubai snorted softly, "Do you think the Sunflower Book is Chinese cabbage? Anyone can learn it!"

After a pause, his lips moved slightly, and a voice came to Murong Fu's ears, "If you exchange the Nine Yin Manual or the Six Meridians Excalibur, I can consider it."

Murong Fu didn't say a word, he raised his hand and slashed out with a sword, just kidding, both the Nine Yin Manual and the Six Meridians Excalibur are his lifeblood, how could they be used to aid the enemy.

The reason why the Nine Yin Scriptures were returned to Jinlun Fawang in the past was because the Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu was also one of the magical skills mentioned by the sweeping monk that could cure his hidden troubles in the soul. Naturally, one must not miss it after seeing it. How can the Sunflower Treasure Can be compared? of.

"If you don't change it, don't change it, why are you so angry!" Dongfang Bubai chuckled, and swung his sword to block Murong Fu's sword.

When the time came, the two fought close together again. Compared with the stroll in the courtyard just now, this time the two obviously entered a real life-and-death fight, but seeing that the two were fast and fast, only one red and one white remained. Dao's shadow swayed extremely fast.

The energy scattered all around, even the bystanders who were seven or eight zhang away were also scratched so painfully that they couldn't help but backed away another two zhang.

Some disciples who are still inexperienced in martial arts, after a few glances, get bored and want to vomit, become dizzy, and dare not look any more.

"Master Kongwen, this son has reached the pinnacle of martial arts, but his actions are neither righteous nor evil, and he acts recklessly, which is not the blessing of martial arts." Yue Buqun leaned closer to Master Kongwen, and said with an expression of concern for the country and the people.

Master Kongwen hadn't opened his mouth yet, but Miejue Shitai said in a cold voice: "It seems that the poor nun may not be sure, but this kid also understands big things."

Master Kongwen and Yue Buqun both glanced at Miejue Shitai by accident. Among the six sects, Murong Fu must be the one who looks down on Murong Fu the most, but they didn't expect that she would stand by Murong Fu's side , Could it be that the old nun was dizzy from the stimulation?

Miejue Shitai naturally understood the expressions on the faces of the two of them, and immediately snorted coldly, "Although the poor nun has a bit of a feud with him, it is also a personal grudge. Although the poor nun is old, he can't even tell the difference between public and private."

She even had a thought in her heart, if Murong Fu could defeat Dongfang Bubai and help the six major sects wipe out the Demon Cult, then it would be all right to betroth Zhiruo to him.

"That's right, Mrs. Master is right. Although Young Master Murong acts perversely and doesn't care about trivial matters, he is a chivalrous man. He has contributed a lot in this battle of exterminating demons, and he even faced the number one master of the cult, Dongfang Bubai, which is enough to show his character. .” Song Yuanqiao assisted.

"Amitabha!" Master Kongwen sang the Buddha's name, then fell silent, not knowing what was going on in his heart.

Yue Buqun's face was slightly embarrassed, and he couldn't say anything more at the moment, in case he really annoyed the Murong family, the Huashan faction who had just improved a little bit, might be in trouble.

In fact, Murong Fu in the field didn't hear what everyone said. At this moment, his body and mind entered a strange state, his mind was empty, and his whole body seemed to be in a big river, surrounded by rushing water, turbulent waves, and whirlpools. Heavy, as long as one is not careful, he will be buried here.

Therefore, every time he saw a wave rushing towards him, he would cut out a sword to flatten it, and as soon as a vortex appeared, he would stab out a sword to disperse it. At first, his figure was a little staggered, but Gradually, it became more and more relaxed and satisfactory.

Murong Fu entered the state of ecstasy, but it was a pain for Dongfang Bubai outside, because no matter how fast he was and how exquisite his moves were, Murong Fu could dissolve them and fight back with just one move.

After a cup of tea, the two exchanged a hundred moves, and Dongfang Bubai was forced to defend with all his strength, and had no time to attack.

However, he also saw Murong Fu's abnormality, he understood with a slight movement in his heart, he gritted his teeth in anger, immediately flipped his wrist, and threw the long sword, then his hands blurred, hundreds of silver lights flashed in front of him, Murong Fu was enveloped by silver needles all over the sky.

Murong Fu, who was leisurely and complacent, suddenly had a cold air coming from his back, and he woke up in an instant. Seeing this scene, he immediately yelled, "You dead monster, do you have any martial virtues!"

However, he didn't dare to be careless. With a flick of his wrist, he danced the long sword into a circle, covering his whole body.

"Ding ding ding" there was a sudden sound, sparks shot out, and the silver light exploded.

To Murong Fu's surprise, those silver needles that were knocked loose didn't fall on the ground, and following Dongfang Bubai's two-handed sword art, they stabbed Murong Fu from another direction.

"Using qi to control the needle?" Murong Fu murmured, he didn't care about thinking too much, his thoughts changed sharply, he threw the long sword in his hand, and swiped his hands in the air, the long sword seemed to be held by someone Generally, spin up quickly around the body.

Every time the long sword turns around, a stream of force is formed, the long sword gets faster and faster, more and more force, and in an instant, it forms an oval sword shield, which looks like an egg when viewed from a distance. shell.

"These two actually know how to control the sword?" Miejue Shitai frowned slightly, her tone indescribably complicated.

"No!" Song Yuanqiao shook his head, "If Song is not mistaken, this is just using martial arts similar to catching dragons and controlling cranes to forcibly control objects, and it is not a real sword control technique."

The most outstanding master of swordsmanship present is Song Yuanqiao. Since he said no, it must be true.

He Taichong's heart moved, and he asked a question that everyone wanted to know, "It is said that Master Zhang has been studying martial arts for nearly ten years. I think he has practiced the fabled fencing technique, right?"

Song Yuanqiao shook his head, "I don't know about this Song. I remember that Song once asked Master, is there really a swordsmanship in the world?"

Everyone's eyes lit up immediately, and their gazes were fixed on Song Yuanqiao. Miejue Shitai urged uncharacteristically, "What did Master Zhang say?"

Song Yuanqiao smiled wryly and said, "My teacher said, 'Aren't you already fencing the sword?' Song is ashamed, and he still can't understand the deep meaning of the master."

Everyone suddenly felt baffled, what kind of answer is this?Does Imperial Sword Art exist?

Miejue Shitai's eyes flickered, but she fell silent and didn't say anything.

At this time, the fight between Murong Fu and the two of them had entered a fierce stage, the eggshell formed by Murong Fu's long sword combined with the sword energy prevented Dongfang Bubai's silver needle from making an inch of progress.

Dongfang Bubai had no choice but to take back most of the silver needles with a wave of his hand. After all, using Qi to control things is a tactic that consumes a lot of internal energy, and it also needs to be distracted to control so many silver needles.

The number of silver needles dropped sharply, and the eggshells all over Murong Fu's body shattered, leaving only a long sword hanging by his side.

"I should have killed you in the first place!" Dongfang Bubai looked at Murong Fu with remorse, hatred, and an indescribable meaning.

Murong Fu's heart skipped a beat, what does this mean?Why do you hate me?Suddenly he remembered something, at the foot of Mount Hua, he was taken into the villa by Zhao Min, but a little girl suspected of being Dongfang Bubai's apprentice came to assassinate him.

Thinking of this, Murong Fu blurted out and asked, "Is Qu Feiyan your apprentice?"

Dongfang Bubai paused for a moment, then a cold light flashed across his eyes, he struck out with two palms, at the same time, the silver needles that were originally hanging around also pierced Murong Fu.

"Hey, I've never molested her, you don't need to work so hard!" Murong Fu saw that he was desperately looking, so he explained something strangely.

But as soon as these words came out, Dongfang Bubai's aura became more violent, Murong Fu didn't dare to stroke his sharp edge lightly, so he had to back away.

I thought Dongfang Bubai would chase after him, but what stunned everyone was that Dongfang Bubai turned around halfway and came to the Mingjiao people.

But seeing him open his hands, his palms filled with internal energy, "Come out!"

Murong Fu was taken aback for a moment, but then reacted, his face changed slightly, "Stop him!"

But it was obviously too late, I saw a white light flashing in the lower abdomen of the high-ranking members of the Ming Cult, but there were silver needles protruding out.

As soon as the silver needle was separated from the body, the complexions of Yang Zuoshi and other high-level members of the Ming Cult turned rosy, their eyes flashed brightly, and they looked like they were alive and well. .m.

Everyone from the six major sects was stunned for a while, and then a thought popped up in their hearts at the same time, "Followed by others!"

The depression on Yang Xiao's face was hard to get rid of, and he laughed, "Thank you, Master Dongfang, and I will leave the rest to the humble sect! Bat King, send the signal." The last sentence was addressed to the Blue Winged Bat King.

Dongfang Bubai nodded slightly, "It's nothing, don't forget your promise!"

Blue Wing Bat King sent out a signal flare, and at the same time, there was a rustling sound from around the Guangmingding. After a while, people were crowded among the stones and trees, and there were no less than two thousand people lying in ambush here.

When Murong Fu saw this scene, he couldn't help being stunned for a moment. Affected by the original plot, he first thought that Yang Xiao and the others were injured by Yuan Zhen, but after seeing Dongfang Bubai, he changed to Dongfang Bubai, but it never happened. I thought that Yang Xiao and the others were pretending to be seriously injured, and even set up an ambush.

On a mountain not far from Guangmingding, Zhao Min was slightly taken aback when he saw the Mingjiao disciples who suddenly appeared, and then became overjoyed, "Haha, God helped me, I thought Mingjiao and the six major sects could not fight After going down, I didn't expect that there would be an unexpected surprise, so that the two sides are evenly matched, and at worst, both sides will suffer!"

The elder Xuanming didn't know how to march and fight, let alone plan and plan. They didn't think there was anything to be happy about, but Yuanzhen frowned slightly and said, "Princess, but the people from the six major factions have fought several battles before. And the people of the Ming Cult wait for work with leisure, and it is impossible for them to perish together."

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