Murong Fu Dongfangqing

With a thought in his mind, Murong Fu said: "This place is too narrow, it will affect the performance of the juniors, I wonder if the master is interested in going out for a fight?"

When Ba Siba heard this, he glanced at the imprisoned members of the Emei Sect, and said with a half-smile on his face, "Okay, as you say!"

After speaking, I didn't see how he moved, his figure suddenly rose from the ground, and with a "bang", he went straight through the roof and flew out.

Murong Fu glanced back quickly, moved his lips slightly, and said to Fan Yao: "Fan Youshi, give them the antidote as soon as possible, don't wait for them to recover, go out of the tower first."

Fan Yao nodded without saying a word.

"Murong Fu!" Just as Murong Fu was about to leave, Yuan Ziyi suddenly called out.

Murong Fu turned his head and looked at Yuan Ziyi suspiciously.

Yuan Ziyi's fair face flushed slightly, "You...be careful!"

Murong Fu couldn't help being startled for a moment, then smiled and said: "Don't worry, you go out and wait for me first."

Immediately, his figure flashed, and he flew out from the hole that Basiba knocked out.

The top of the Thousand Buddha Pagoda has a radius of only half a zhang, and Murong Fu and Ba Si are standing opposite each other.

Standing on the top of the tower, he could vaguely hear the shouts of killing coming from the bottom, Murong Fu couldn't help thinking: "I don't know what happened to Zhiruo and Qingtong..."

Ba Siba glanced around, and said with a slight smile: "This place is spacious enough for you to use it."

Murong Fu pulled back his thoughts, looked at the unfathomable lama in front of him, his face became serious, but he was not very worried, the reason why he proposed to compete at the top of the tower was to give Fan Yao time to save people , naturally with the intention of escaping conveniently.

I don't know if the great monk is stupid or overconfident, but he really agreed.

Ba Siba seemed to have seen through Murong Fu's thoughts, and slowly explained: "You worry too much there, and it seems that you can't use your full strength, so I will fulfill you, after all, I haven't met such an interesting little girl like you for many years. Guy!"

"It doesn't matter what your reason is, anyway, it's up to me whether to fight or run here!" Murong Fu slandered secretly, but said with a smile: "Then thank you, master, don't worry, this junior will definitely give me a hand!" The master gave a satisfactory answer."

After finishing speaking, Murong Fu's expression changed, the long sword in his right hand was erected in front of his chest, and the two fingers of his left hand were raised together, and he made a sword formula, suddenly his body jumped up, split into three in the air, and then stabbed obliquely And down, the speed is extremely fast.

In the blink of an eye, the three long swords stabbed in front of Basiba at the same time, and the three figures instantly merged into one, and a white sword glow several inches long suddenly protruded from the tip of the sword.

Ba Siba's body remained motionless, until the sword energy was only an inch away from his chest, suddenly there was an "iron bridge", his body leaned back, and at the same time he stretched out his right hand like lightning, and clamped the sword blade with his two fingers.

Murong Fudeng felt a resistance coming from the sword, he didn't have time to think, he slapped the hilt of the sword with his palm.

Unexpectedly, at the next moment, Ba Siba turned his body in the air and took advantage of the situation to move the long sword outward.

Seeing that Murong Fu was about to fly out of the top of the tower with his sword, Ba Siba waved his right hand, a fiery red "rope" appeared out of thin air, grabbed Murong Fu's ankle, and pulled him back.

After Murong Fu landed on the ground, he chuckled lightly, "Master is really kind, he even offered to save him."

"Hmph, don't talk too much, you think I don't know what you think!" Basiba said with a glare at him.

"Master, look at the move!" Murong Fu flew up again with a piece of rubble on his toes, and stabbed straight at Ba Siba. Although the move was ordinary, the power contained in it was thick and sharp. It was as if the void had been pierced, leaving a faint white mark.

Ba Siba reached out and grabbed the tip of the sword.

Murong Fu was slightly taken aback, but at the next moment, a ball of red strength suddenly appeared in the palm of Ba Siba's palm, unexpectedly resisting this unstoppable sword.

"Good boy, try harder!" Ba Siba laughed.

"Hmph!" Murong Fu snorted coldly, with a flick of his wrist, he extended his long sword three-pointed, and immediately three sword shadows pierced Ba Siba's chest, lower abdomen and throat respectively.

Ba Siba also made three palms, and the three hand shadows pulled the three sword shadows back to their original positions, forming one, shaking his head and sighing: "You can't do this."

There seemed to be some disappointment in his tone.

Murong Fu simply didn't say a word, retracted the long sword, and with a "swipe", swept out, instantly drawing a half-moon-shaped force, extremely fierce.

In this way, Ba Siba not only needs to block the sword, but also guards against the sword energy, Murong Fu thought, raised his empty left hand slightly, "chicked", shot out a Shaoze sword, facing Ba Siba's left rib, As long as he reaches out to intercept the sword energy, he will definitely be hit by the Shaoze sword in the middle of the sandalwood.

"Hmph, no matter how high your martial arts are, if you hit Tanzhong acupoint, you will be seriously injured if you don't die!" Murong Fu couldn't help thinking to himself.

Ba Siba's expression was slightly moved, but it was only fleeting. The next moment, he suddenly clasped his hands together, a golden light burst out from his body, and a golden light shield was instantly activated.

"Dangdangdangdang" three consecutive sounds of metal and iron clanging sounded, Murong Fu's long sword and sword energy hit the golden shield one after another, the long sword seemed to be chopped on fine steel, and his arm was slightly numb from the shock.

The white energy disappeared into the mud and into the sea, and disappeared into the golden light, but the purple Shaoze sword energy went straight through the golden light after stalemate with the golden light for a while.

In the blink of an eye, Ba Siba's body turned slightly to the right, narrowly avoiding the Shaoze sword.

Murong Fu couldn't help being stunned for a moment, and then secretly regretted, if he shot directly in the sandalwood just now, he couldn't have avoided it.

But what puzzled Murong Fu was that when he was downstairs, he was blocked by Ba Siba's magical golden shield when he used the "six swords in one", but now he couldn't even block the Shaoze sword?

Thinking of this, Murong Fu thrust his long sword into the ground, flicked with both hands, immediately, more than a dozen sword qi of different colors shot out.

Ba Siba's complexion changed slightly, the golden light disappeared altogether, his figure twisted for a while, sometimes thick and sometimes thin, sometimes tall and sometimes short, unexpectedly dodging out of more than a dozen dense sword qi.Word<upper￥new/speed￥degree most&駃=0

Murong Fu couldn't help being stunned for a moment, "What kind of martial arts are you doing?"

Bhaspa regained his figure, "This is called Tantric Yoga, how about it, do you want to learn it? It's very simple, as long as you ask me to be your teacher, I will teach you!"

"A teacher?" Murong Fudeng felt amused. Although this lama's martial arts were better than his own, he was not yet at the level to be his master. !"

"Everything in front of me is just a passing cloud, and it is gone in a blink of an eye. Now you think that I am not qualified to be your master, and I may not think that you are qualified to be my apprentice in the future!" Ba Siba was not angry, and said leisurely.

"Bah, stop talking nonsense, let's do it again!" Murong Fu countered bluntly, flicked his right hand in the air, and immediately the long sword in front of him flew up automatically, and shot towards Ba Siba. Taking off and landing the eighteen palms of the dragon, the two huge golden palms on both palms were silent and slapped towards Ba Siba.

"Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms!" Basiba blurted out, "I am a little envious of my little friend's source of blessing!"

While talking in his mouth, the movements of his hands were dissatisfied. He flicked away the long sword that was approaching first with one finger, and then raised his palms. The golden-red energy ripples flashed out from the palms, and they also condensed into two golden wheels. A general ghost of energy.

"Bang bang bang" there was a sudden sound, the two fought close to each other, sparks shot out, energy flew away, and the speed of their palms was so fast that there was no shadow.

As for the long sword that was bounced away, it has been circling around the two of them, looking extremely miraculous.

It's less than half a cup of tea, the two have already exchanged dozens of moves, but Basiba has not moved from the beginning to the end, and his expression is very indifferent, with a relaxed and freehand look, but Murong Fu's expression flashes from time to time. Anxious.

Suddenly there was a "bang", the two palms intersected, Murong Fudeng felt an unshakable force coming, he didn't dare to fight recklessly, he touched the ground with his toes, and flew back.

Even though he saw the opportunity quickly, he was still shocked by Ba Siba's internal force. When he was in the air, he almost lost control. Fortunately, the long sword flew here.

Murong Fu grabbed the long sword and stabilized his figure, he couldn't help feeling depressed, his figure swayed slightly, and he once again bullied him, but this time, holding the long sword in his hand, his figure changed in an instant. It became seven or eight.

They used different moves to stab Ba Siba from different angles.

"Excellent swordsmanship!" Ba Siba gave a rare praise, and immediately stretched out his hand, a flaming knife condensed on the fingertips.

"Dangdangdang" there was a chaotic sound, Ba Siba slashed left, and struck right, every time a "Murong Fu" was knocked away.

Murong Fu also seemed to realize that this would not hurt Ba Siba at all, suddenly all the avatars merged into one, holding the hilt of the sword with both hands, raised it high, and then slashed down with the sword. Loud, the momentum is spectacular.

"What is that?" Zhao Min, who was under the strict protection of the Mongolian army at the bottom of the tower, immediately noticed the abnormality on the top of the tower. He saw a small black cloud rolling violently at the top of the tower, and a dazzling white light flashed, which was instantly separated Cut in half.

"That's... Could it be that Mr. Murong has encountered a problem?" Zhang Sanfeng didn't know if he sensed something strange in the distance, he slapped away the Yuan soldiers in front of him, and looked up.

Baimei also made the same guess. .m.

Ba Siba saw that Murong Fu's sword had such power, his expression changed drastically, he shouted: "Stop quickly, do you want to destroy this tower?"

Murong Fu was slightly taken aback, but at this moment it was obviously too late to stop, he recklessly raised his strength a little more, if he could really kill the person in front of him, it would be worth the price.

At this moment, Murong Fu seemed to be suffering from a demonic disease, he had already forgotten that there were six sects in the pagoda, as well as Fan Yao and Mao Zhizhi.

Seeing that Murong Fu did not retreat but advanced, Ba Siba frowned slightly. He who could dodge and dodge, after a little hesitation, chose to stand where he was, and then his hands changed quickly, and he said quickly in his mouth: "Lin , soldiers, fights, those..."

It actually used the Tantric Mahamudra.

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