Murong Fu Dongfangqing

Murong Fu pondered for a while, then smiled and said: "It's okay, you can change your clothes and cover your face, as long as you don't expose the martial arts you used in Ruyang Palace, anyway, you know so many martial arts."

Fan Yao was stunned for a while, and finally nodded helplessly, "Okay!"

Immediately Murong Fu took out the antidote of Shixiang Ruanjin San, and gave a small portion to Fan Yao.

"By the way, you take this person with you too, it might be useful!" Murong Fu pointed to the deer stick guest on the ground.

At this time, Lu Zhang Ke has long been unknown, if he knew that he was treated like this by Murong Fu, he would probably explode his dantian with anger.

Fan Yao's face twitched twice, he picked up the deer stick guest without saying a word, and walked straight to the upper floor.

Murong Fu turned his head and glanced at Mao Zhizhi, but seeing those resentful eyes, he couldn't help but soften his heart, "You stay here well, the people of the six major sects are all honest and gentlemen, and they wouldn't treat you like a woman in public. , if you meet someone from Ruyang Palace, tell me that you were taken here by thieves!"

Mao Zhizhi nodded, blushing slightly, "You...you have to come back quickly, I'm a little scared..."

Murong Fu nodded, turned and left.

The seventh floor was imprisoned by members of the Huashan faction. When Murong Fu arrived upstairs, he only heard Xian Yutong's obscene voice, "Do you say that the antidote is the antidote? You neither show up nor say anything." How can we trust you if you come out of your own sect?"

"Hmph, you don't believe me when I tell you, I was entrusted by someone to deliver you the antidote." Fan Yao's seven orifices were filled with smoke, but he still couldn't say everything clearly.

In fact, even if he explained his identity and background, the people of Huashan faction would probably not believe him even more.

"I think you are shameless no matter your appearance or identity!" Xian Yutong retorted.

"you……"

To Murong Fu's surprise, in the entire Huashan School, only Yue Buqun sat cross-legged very calmly, although his face was not very good, but he looked calm and calm.

"We live here very well, we don't need your antidote, get out!" Xian Yutong obviously regarded Fan Yao as King Ruyang, and he was not polite.

"Okay, okay, you guys are really kind! I won't serve you anymore!" Fan Yao is also a proud person, and being stimulated by this, he doesn't care about rescuing the six major factions.

"Since you live in a good place, then we won't mind our own business, your faction will stay here for a long time!" Suddenly, Murong Fu's light voice came over.

Fan Yao's face changed slightly at first, and then he was overjoyed again. He thought that Murong Fu should be venting from the same nostril as the Six Great Sects, but he didn't expect Murong Fu to speak for him.

As for the members of the Huashan School, except Yue Buqun's expression moved slightly, the others were all in a daze.

But Xian Yutong quickly came back to his senses, and said with a smile on his face, "So it's Mr. Murong, I don't know what this is?"

"This old boy is quite talented, he has a thick skin!" Murong Fu murmured in his heart, and anyone with a discerning eye could see that he and Fan Yao were together, and the antidote was probably true. Xian Yutong immediately changed his expression, pretending not to know.

But what Murong Fu has always disliked is this kind of hypocrite villain, so he said coldly: "Since your faction plans to stay here for a long time, we won't bother you too much, we are very busy!"

Xian Yutong's face was slightly stagnant, but he didn't expect that Murong Fu would show no face at all, and he didn't dare to attack when he wanted to, not to mention that the other party had the antidote in hand, even the supernatural power displayed by Murong Fu on the top of the light, he would Those who didn't dare to make mistakes immediately showed a flattering smile on their faces, "It's Chen's fault, he verbally offended this mysterious brother just now, and Chen is hereby apologizing!"

After speaking, he really bowed and saluted Fan Yao, but he put the word "mysterious" very heavily in his words, intending to remind Murong Fu: It's your person who is mysterious, so you can't blame me.

Murong Fu didn't bother to bother with him, so he glanced at Yue Buqun, motioned for Fan Yao to give them the antidote, and went to the next floor on his own.

The eighth floor went quite smoothly, there was no expert to check it, just installed a few more traps than the lower one, but for Murong Fu, it was also an easy task.

On the ninth floor are the monks of Shaolin Temple.

Compared with the previous three sects, the people of Shaolin Temple are the calmest. They all sit cross-legged, eyes closed, and seem to be no different from ordinary Zen meditation, with a bit of flattering charm.

Perhaps it was because of the loss of all internal energy, but no one noticed Murong Fu's arrival.

"Bang bang", Murong Fu deliberately made heavy footsteps.

Master Kongwen opened his eyes, a look of deep surprise flashed in his eyes, then he got up and bowed, "Amitabha, I never thought I would see Mr. Murong again!"

The others were startled, and hurriedly stood up to salute Murong Fu.

"This old monk has something in his words!" Murong Fu slandered secretly, but compared to the previous sect, Master Kongwen's words were the best, after all, he fell off the cliff under the eyes of everyone at the Bright Peak.

The previous three sects didn't know whether they forgot, or they were only concerned about the antidote, but none of them mentioned this matter.

Murong Fu immediately returned a salute, "Great masters, I'm here to rescue you masters, but the antidote is not on me, a man with an ugly face will come up in a while and give you the antidote. Just wait."

Hearing this, the three old monks of the empty generation were fine, but the other younger monks couldn't calm down any more, and said one after another: "Really!"

"We can go out now!"

"Finally, I can no longer be bullied by the Mongolian Tartars!"

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"Quiet!" Grandmaster Kongwen yelled, although he lost his internal strength, his voice was still resounding like a bell, full of energy.

"Okay, I have to save friends from other sects, so I won't stay here any longer!" Murong Fu said goodbye and left.

"Senior brother, although this Murong Fu has a perverse personality, he also has a chivalrous heart!" Kong Xing, who has always been reticent, praised him rarely.

Kong Wen nodded slightly, then shook his head, but didn't say a word.

Passing through the tenth floor to the No.11 floor, Murong Fu couldn't help being stunned when he saw the scene on this floor. He saw all kinds of instruments of torture placed in the cell, including a tiger bench, a branding iron, There is a winch...

Many Murong Fu have never even heard of them, and they can't name them, but it seems that they are all extremely cruel.

The reason why Murong Fu was surprised was that although the cell in front was called a cell, it did not have any instruments of torture. It can be seen that Zhao Min had never tortured these people before, but this cell was full of various instruments of torture...

Suddenly, a loud shout came: "Tell me! Is Zhang Sanfeng a cheater, is he a shameless person!"

Hearing this, Murong Fu couldn't help being slightly startled, there are such arrogant people in the world, he turned his head to look, but in a small cubicle in the corner, an old man with a hunched body was tortured and threatened a Wudang disciple.

The old man's back was facing Murong Fu, although his silver hair was loose, it was shiny and spotless, which looked quite strange.

"Answer me quickly, or I'll bake it for you to eat!" The red-hot iron in the old man's hand was only an inch away from the disciple's chest, and there was already a little madness in his voice.

The Wudang disciple's face was covered with blood, and he couldn't see any expression, but he clenched his teeth tightly, and his eyes were full of determination.

Murong Fu couldn't help being surprised, this person seems to have a deep hatred with Zhang Sanfeng, and then turned his head to look at everyone in Wudang, including Song Yuanqiao and others, their faces were all blue and purple, and there were several people on their bodies, big and small. The wound, described as embarrassing, can be described as bleak.

Although Song Yuanqiao and the others crossed their knees and closed their eyes, every time the disciple screamed, the muscles on their faces would twitch slightly. Obviously, their hearts were not as calm as on the surface. As for some young disciples, their faces were already pale, and their bodies were trembling involuntarily. .

"Say it or not!" The old man pressed down the soldering iron in his hand, and a piercing sound came out.

"If you force him again, he will die!" Murong Fu frowned slightly and said.

"Who!" The old man shouted, and turned around suddenly.

When Murong Fu saw the old man's face, he couldn't help being startled, what kind of face is that?Word<upper￥new/speed￥degree most&駃=0

In the past, he always thought that Duan Yanqing was the ugliest face he had ever seen, but now, even Duan Yanqing would be willing to bow down.

The muscles on the old man's face were knotted, and there were several deep wounds scattered all over the place, and even some black blood stains remained faintly.

Seeing Murong Fu's appearance, the old man immediately raised his beard and hair, and there was a loud "creak", he clenched his fist and slammed at Murong Fu.

Song Yuanqiao heard the commotion in the cell, couldn't help opening his eyes, saw that it was Murong Fu, couldn't help but was overjoyed, "Mr. Murong, it's great that you're fine!"

"Hey, I have met my opponent today!" Murong Fu chuckled lightly, the energy in his dantian gushed out wildly, and he punched out with force like thunder, fast like lightning, without a trace, it was exactly what he hadn't used for a long time Shadowless Fist.

There was a loud "bang", and the two fists collided, "poof", a circle of power fluctuations centered on the two of them, spreading to the surroundings, followed by a burst of "chichichi", the pillars in the cell, the table, Every part of the instruments of torture that was swept by the internal force was cut open.

Even Wudang people couldn't help but bend down, for fear of being affected by internal force.

As soon as the two sides fought against each other, they immediately sensed the strength of the other side, "Teng Teng Teng", they retreated repeatedly, Murong Fu retreated seven or eight steps, but the old man retreated about ten steps.

"Boy, who are you? There is a master of your age in the martial arts!" The old man asked in a low voice, his muscles trembling wildly, which was particularly ferocious.

"Murong Fu! Who is Your Excellency?" Murong Fu said word by word.

But seeing that his complexion has become serious, just now, although he seemed to have the upper hand, in fact, his right fist is still trembling slightly, and his five fingers are even numb, and there is a faint pain, because apart from the strength of the opponent, the fist is not strong. It was as steel as iron, so it was no wonder that he suffered a moderate loss.

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