Murong Fu Dongfangqing

Lu Zhangke still had lingering fears, but before he recovered his senses, two more slanted thrusts of energy shot out, one aimed at his heart, and the other at his lower abdomen, the angle was so tricky that it was impossible to avoid it.

The two strikes happened hastily, among the crowd, only Hebiweng and Dongfangbai reacted,

"Senior brother!" He Biweng shouted, his figure exploded, he leaped forward, and swept Luzhangke away from the spot.

At the same time, Dongfang stretched out his white hand, holding the long sword in his hand, and slashed forward to the right with lightning speed.

Immediately, the long sword seemed to be magnified dozens of times, and a phantom of a huge sword suddenly cut down.

"Heh," a chuckle came out suddenly, and in the void in front of Ah Da's "giant sword", a vague figure appeared out of nowhere, and the shadow was fleeting, and he avoided it easily and freely. Opened the "great sword".

"Huh!" Dongfang Bai snorted coldly, and before the phantom of the huge sword fell, he flicked his wrist, and pointed the long sword half a foot to the left of the Luzhangke.

The next moment, where the sword energy was pointing at, the white shadow flashed, then retreated, and a figure appeared about ten feet in front of Dongfang Bai, it was Murong Fu or someone else.

"That's right, your swordsmanship attainment has reached such a level, you are worthy of the 'Eight-armed Excalibur' Dongfang Bai!" Murong Fu looked Dongfang Bai up and down, and couldn't help but praise him.

Judging from his two swords just now, compared with Feng Qingyang, his swordsmanship attainments are only a little inferior, and ordinary top masters may not be able to avoid it.

"You're not bad either. Among all the masters I've seen, your lightness kungfu is enough to rank among the top three." Dongfang Bai nodded slightly, and said coldly.

Murong Fu was taken aback for a moment, and couldn't help asking: "Who else is in the top three besides me?"

Dongfang Bai glanced at Zhang Sanfeng in the distance, his meaning was self-evident, and then he said: "As for the other person, you probably won't have a chance to see him."

"So, the other person is in this tower?" Murong Fu pondered for a while, then suddenly raised his brows, and a look of surprise flashed across his face.

Dongfang Bai didn't speak anymore, at this time, Lu Zhangke had already stood up, and He Biweng, Ah Er, Ah San and others stepped forward to surround Murong Fu.

"Murong boy, today is your death day!" Lu Zhangke shouted with his face flushed.

In fact, among the people present, Lu Zhangke's martial arts is also one of the best, but Murong Fu picks him to strike first if he doesn't pick others, forcing him into a mess, naturally makes him lose face.

Murong Fu gave Lu Zhangke a sideways look, and said to Dongfang Bai: "You guys go up together!"

"No need!" Dongfang Bai spat out two words heavily, "I don't like others to intervene in my battle."

"Ada, this person is no small matter, do you think about the important affairs of the princess?" Lu Zhangke shouted.

Dongfang Bai didn't even look at him, "Don't worry about my affairs."

"You..." Lu Zhangke was still waiting to say something, but he thought of something, rolled his eyes, and simply took a few steps back, without saying a word.

Dongfang Bai suddenly looked at Murong Fu with burning eyes, "Let's unleash the sword!"

"Sword?" Murong Fu smiled, "My sword is already out!"

Immediately, he didn't see how he moved, there was a light blue energy hanging on the index finger of his right hand, flickering flickeringly, it looked very strange in the night.

Dongfang Bai's expression changed, and he said in shock: "You have reached the realm of no sword?"

"Look again!" Murong Fu chuckled, slightly shaking the Shangyang Sword in his hand.

"This is...the most legendary sword in the world, the Six Meridians Sword!" Dongfang Bai finally changed his expression, but immediately his whole body changed, and a wave of sword intent shot up into the sky, and his whole body was like an extremely sharp sword. sword.

Ah Er, Ah San, and people with lower internal energy, such as the god arrow Hachio behind them, were immediately caught by this sword intent, and they involuntarily backed away by Zhang Xu.

Even Murong Fu was slightly taken aback, he thought that the so-called "Eight-armed Excalibur" was only slightly better than the average first-class swordsman, but judging from the current sword intent, he has reached the level of a top swordsman. As long as time is given, it is easy to advance to the top.

Dongfang Bai seemed to be in a strange state, with only Murong Fu in his eyes, his aura was rising continuously, his clothes were rattling, before he even drew his sword, the momentum was already so frightening.

Murong Fu asked himself that he was not a villain, but he couldn't help but watch the enemy gain momentum, and immediately flicked his fingers, made two "chi chi", two six-veined swords of different colors shot out, and aimed at the enemy respectively. Dongfang Bai shot at the two most powerful points, the tip of the sword and the top of his head.

I don't know if Dongfang Bai just finished accumulating momentum, or if he had anticipated Murong Fu's plan in advance, and he also made the move when the Six Meridians Sword had just been released.

I saw him turn his wrist, and suddenly a phantom of a giant blade that was more solid than before cut out, and with this movement, he naturally avoided Murong Fu's sword energy.

When Murong Fu saw the shadow of the giant blade, he couldn't help shrinking his pupils slightly. He had seen a lot of martial arts such as using his internal force to condense the shadow of a weapon, and even the shadow of a fist and palm. It's not bad, it's the first time I've seen something so solid.

Slightly taking a breath, Murong Fu rubbed his hands together, and slashed and pulled his right hand out of thin air, immediately a white sword aura hung on the sword finger, and slashed at Dongfang Bai's giant sword. .m.

The aura of Murong Fu's sword is only a few feet long, and it is not in proportion to Dongfang Bai's giant sword at all, but in the middle of the cut, it rises wildly against the wind (￣︶￣)↗, and in an instant, it is already on par with Dongfang Bai's giant sword , and it seems to be more solid, the tip and blade of the sword are very clear, just like the substance.Word<upper￥new/speed￥degree most&駃=0

In an instant, the two giant swords intersected, and there was a loud clang of gold and iron, and the whole Wan'an Temple fell silent at this moment, until a few breaths passed, and the original "Dang" sound was restored in Wan'an Temple. lively".

As for Murong Fu and Dongfang Bai, they both maintained the same appearance as when they drew their swords, motionless.

"Good opportunity!" Lu Zhangke secretly said, raised his hand and Yaoyao slapped it out.

But the power of the palm flew to Murong Fu's side, Murong Fu suddenly let out a cold snort, and struck out with a backhand sword, the sword energy in his hand was like a long whip, suddenly elongated, drawing a semicircle in the air.

The palm strength of Luzhangke was instantly cut in half, and then dissipated, but the "Long Whip" swiped towards Luzhangke unabated.

The deer sticker turned pale immediately, he had to grab the deer head stick behind him in a hurry to block it, and rushed out with all his strength.

Although his internal strength is extraordinary, and the deer head is specially made of refined iron, but when facing Murong Fu's "long whip", it was cut into two pieces silently like paper paste.

But when the "long whip" reached this point, it seemed that it had exhausted all its power, and it barely passed Lu Zhangke's chest, and quickly retracted.

Lu Zhangke didn't have time to show a look of rejoicing, only to see Murong Fuhu's strange smile, and his figure disappeared in place.

Lu Zhangke's expression changed drastically, but because he exerted too much force just now, he couldn't raise his internal strength for a while, and his reaction was a little slow, the next moment, he felt his body lighten, and Murong Fu held his neck with one hand.

"Don't move!" Murong Fu yelled, Luzhangke didn't dare to move immediately, and He Biweng, who had already struck out half of his palm, could only forcibly withdraw his palm force, grunted, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

"Pfft!" At this moment, Dongfang Bai suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, his expression quickly turned pale, and he looked at Murong Fu in astonishment, "You... how did you do it?"

"This can be regarded as a sword idiot..." Murong Fu sighed slightly when he saw Dongfang Bai's appearance, and explained in his mouth: "Actually, my sword skills may not be as good as yours, you just lost in internal strength. "

He didn't lie, Dongfang Bai did lose in internal strength, if his internal strength was two-thirds as deep as Murong Fu's, it would be hard to say just a sword, but even if Dongfang Bai does not become a useless person, he will not be in this life. There will be more progress, for a person who is addicted to swords like his life, it is more uncomfortable than death.

"Is that so..." Dongfang Bai murmured, his figure was like a lightning strike, he stood tremblingly on the spot, suddenly his expression was as strong as madness, and he laughed loudly, "Hahaha, so it turned out to be like this, hahaha... "

Ah Er and Ah San wanted to step forward to help Dongfang Bai, but seeing his appearance, they did not dare to step forward.

Murong Fu shook his head, no longer cared about Dongfang Bai, turned to look at Luzhangke in his hand, and said with a smile: "I want the antidote for Shixiang Ruanjin Powder, should you bring it out, or should I find it myself?"

Lu Zhangke looked at Murong Fu's kind smile, but couldn't help but shuddered in his heart, he wanted to agree, but immediately thought that there are so many eyes staring at him, if it reaches Ruyang King's ears, there may be no good results, He immediately gritted his teeth and said nothing.

"It's a little bit of backbone!" Murong Fu sneered, "Then I have to do it myself!" Immediately reached out and tapped Lu Zhangke's chest several times, sealing his internal energy and limbs.

"Murong Fu, don't hurt my senior brother!" He Biweng's expression changed, and he blurted out, "We'll give you the antidote!"

"Junior brother, no!" Lu Zhangke said hastily.

"Senior brother!" He Biweng shook his head, "I believe the prince won't blame you, so you can give him the antidote!"

"My silly junior brother, you don't know how many people are staring at our brother's position, hoping that our senior brother will make a mistake." Lu Zhangke sighed helplessly in his heart.

"Okay, okay, I don't have time to talk to you guys, I'll count to three, if I don't hand over the antidote, I'll die!" Murong Fu said impatiently.

Although he restrained Luzhangke, but just now he felt that Luzhangke was carrying a lot of medicine bottles, he didn't have the time to identify them one by one, he had to hand them over by himself.

"one!"

"two!"

Before the word "three" came out, Lu Zhangke hurriedly said: "Don't count, I'll give it to you."

"That makes sense!" Murong Fu chuckled lightly, stretched out his hand to untie his Jianjing acupoint, "Take it out."

Luzhangke hesitated for a moment, reached into his bosom and took out a yellow vial.

Murong Fu took the medicine bottle, but immediately flipped his hand and wiped it on Lu Zhangke's nose.

Lu Zhangke was startled, "What are you doing?"

"It's nothing!" Murong Fu chuckled, "It's just an inspection first."

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