Murong Fu carefully looked at this woman up and down. With her slender waist and plump figure, his thoughts turned and he immediately remembered this person's identity, "Are you the Star Reaching Elder of the Wolf Alliance, the 'No. 1 Swordsman in the Western Region'?"

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The woman didn't speak. She released her hands and slammed the broad sword on the ground. The three of them realized that the opponent's sword was about five feet long, and the hilt of the sword reached her chest. Imagine that she was not that tall.

There is something indescribably weird about a woman whose limbs are not strong at all holding such a big sword.

Murong Fu couldn't help but said, "Girl, can you move that sword?"

"Stop talking nonsense," the woman said coldly, "If you want to go over, you have to take my sword."

Murong Fu rolled his eyes, "You see I am unarmed, how can I take your sword?"

The woman frowned, as if she hadn't thought of this before, and hesitated, "Where is your sword?"

"Alas," Murong Fu sighed, "there was a kid who fell in love with my sword earlier and begged me on his knees and cried. I had no choice but to give it to him because I was too soft-hearted."

"You..." The woman's eyes were dull, and it took her a while to come back to her senses, "As a swordsman, how can you let the sword leave your body so easily?"

"I didn't say I was a swordsman," Murong Fu spread his hands, "I'm really sorry, I can't take the girl's sword, so I'll just say goodbye."

As she said this, she actually took Huang Rong and Lin Chaoying with her, seeming to go around her.

"Don't leave!" The woman was anxious. She suddenly slapped the hilt of the sword, causing the corridor to shake. This slap was made with unparalleled force, directly shaking the mountains. It is hard to imagine that such a slender and slender woman,

It has such power.

Murong Fu was startled and stopped hurriedly, "What do you want?"

Although he was not afraid of the other party, but now that he was with two people, it would be best if he could avoid any complications. Moreover, the number one swordsman in the Western Region seemed a bit naive, and he couldn't help but want to tease her.

The woman's pretty brows wrinkled, "No matter what, you have to take my sword before you can leave!"

"Why?" Murong Fu asked again.

"Because... because..." The woman was speechless for a moment and couldn't answer.

Murong Fu chuckled lightly, "Since you can't find a reason to stop me, and I can't take your sword, why don't you let us go?"

"No," the woman instantly became "shrewd", "You can't lie to me. You have a very strong sword spirit. You must be a master of swordsmanship."

A trace of weirdness flashed across Murong Fu's face, "Even if I am proficient in swordsmanship, but now I don't have a sword in my hand. As an expert in swordsmanship, you will not force me to take your sword with my bare hands, right?"

"This..." The woman nodded slightly, "It seems to make sense. Please wait for me for a while."

After saying that, he turned around and ran away like a gust of wind.

All three of them were stunned. Murong Fu was the first to react, "What are you doing standing still? How could you not run away now?"

Then he picked up the two girls and ran away.

The corridor was not deep, and the three of them soon reached the end. The exit was an inconspicuous cave, guarded by two Mongolian soldiers, but it was a piece of cake for the three of them.

After leaving the cave, there was a cool breeze and the moon was in the sky. It was obvious that it had only been less than an hour since Murong Fu was captured, but the three of them felt as if they were in another world.

"Oops!" Murong Fu suddenly remembered something and his expression changed slightly.

"What's wrong?" the second girl asked.

Murong Fu glanced at Huang Rong and said, "Uh, no...it's nothing. Let's go quickly."

The two girls knew that he had something to say, but they did not ask further questions. After all, they had just escaped, so the first priority was to leave this place of right and wrong.

The terrain of this cave is quite high, and at the foot of the mountain is the Mongolian camp. As long as the three of them avoid this section of the road carefully, they can quickly return to Xiangyang City by using Qinggong.

But before they had gone far, a stream of light suddenly passed over the heads of the three of them, and a figure stood in front of the three of them. It was the woman just now. She glared at Murong Fu coldly, "You lied to me!"

Murong Fu looked dumbfounded, "Where do you start talking about this, girl?"

"You said you were waiting for me there, but you ran away!" the woman said plausibly.

Murong Fu was amused in his heart, "May I ask, girl, when did I say, 'I'll wait for you there'?"

The woman looked slightly suffocated, "You never said that, but I asked you to wait there, and you are not allowed to leave."

Murong Fu was speechless, "Well, I'm wrong, what do you want?"

He had secretly mentioned his true energy while speaking, and he knew that this battle was inevitable.

The woman didn't say anything, but stretched out her hand and threw something.

Murong Fu and the other three took a closer look and were all dumbfounded, especially Murong Fu. There were many things that shocked him, and the scene in front of him could at least be ranked among the top three.

What was inserted in front of the three of them was a simple long sword. The key point was that all three of them were familiar with this sword. It was Murong Fu's personal sword, the heavenly sword that looked toward him.

Huang Rong and Lin Chaoying were better off. They didn't know that Murong Fu's sword had been taken away by Ba Siba, but Murong Fu was shocked to the point of numbness. He stared blankly at the woman, and it took him a long time to hold back a sentence, "

Girl, you...there's nothing wrong with you, right?"

The woman raised her eyebrows and said, "What can be wrong with me? Now the sword is returned to you, come on!"

Murong Fu's eyes flickered. He really doubted whether the other party was a fool. If he said so, the other party had such high martial arts. He never believed that a fool could practice his martial arts to the realm of transformation. If he said no, she would actually do it for him.

When she took back the Heavenly Sword, did she not know the power of this sword, or did she do it on purpose?

"Hey, what are you doing standing still? Draw your sword!" the woman urged.

Murong Fu looked at her deeply and said, "Since the girl is so elegant, I have no choice but to sacrifice my life to accompany the beauty. For the sake of the girl's kindness in returning the sword, I will make an exception and let you strike first."

After hearing this, the woman seemed to have been greatly insulted, "Who wants you to give in? I will only throw out one sword. If you can catch it, I will let you leave. If you can't catch it, you will die."

Murong Fu sighed, "Okay."

As he spoke, he slowly drew out the Heavenly Sword, and the woman opposite also held the long sword in front of her, her eyes slightly closed, as if she was still brewing.

Murong Fu said to Huang Rong, "You should step back further."

Both Huang Rong and Lin Chaoying could feel the chill in the air, and their expressions were slightly solemn, "Be careful."

Murong Fu nodded, "Don't worry."

At this time, the woman opposite had drawn out the long sword. Under the moonlight, you could see that this broad sword was nearly five feet long. The sword was engraved with two rows of simple patterns. The blade was slightly blunt but still sharp, with a sharp edge.

The profound meaning of vicissitudes of life comes out clearly.

At this situation, Murong Fu could not help but think of a famous scene, and cleared his throat, "The name of my sword is 'Ping Ping'. It is three feet and six inches long and weighs seven pounds and eight taels. It is made of cold iron from the outside. It blows hair."

If you break your hair, there will be no disadvantage."

The woman's eyes had become extremely indifferent. She couldn't help but be stunned for a moment when she heard this. Then she raised the broad sword in her hand and imitated his tone, "The name of my sword is... its name is 'Qingyang', and it is four years old."

It is eight inches long and weighs twenty-three kilograms and nine taels. It was made by a famous swordsmith in ancient times... and is called the 'Supreme Sword'. No one dares to compete with it."

"Qingyang? I've never heard of it." Murong Fu was slightly startled. After thinking for a long time, he couldn't remember any famous sword called Qingyang. However, he heard the sentence "It weighs more than twenty kilograms" and was a little surprised. Seeing how weak the other sword was.

It is incredible that such a heavy sword can be wielded by someone with such a stature.

With his eyes flashing, he continued, "If I lose, please accept my sword. My sword will be your sword."

"If I lose the battle, please..." The woman suddenly realized what she was saying and slightly arched her brows, "My sword is still mine!"

Murong Fu almost spit out a mouthful of old blood. It turned out that the opponent was not stupid. He immediately shook his wrist, the sword trembled slightly, and a clear buzzing sound was heard.

Although the woman was aware of Murong Fu's shameless thoughts, after his troubles, she could not muster the sword intent she had just now. She couldn't help but snorted, lightly stomped her feet, stood up from the ground, and swung the sword several times in the air.

Down.

The sword, which was almost as tall as a person, was as light as a feather in her hand, like a finger.

Murong Fu's face slightly condensed. At this moment, a strong wind roared, countless energies swarmed in, and the sword intent enveloped a radius of more than ten feet. This woman was also a master of the Transformation Realm. How could this be possible?

"If you get distracted again, don't blame me for taking advantage of others' danger!" The woman's cold voice sounded.

Murong Fu raised his eyes and saw that dozens of sword shadows in the sky suddenly merged together. In an instant, countless sword intentions sank into the sword like a whale sucking water. A three to four feet long shadow condensed out of thin air.

The world is divided into two halves.

Murong Fu's heart was filled with fear, and the Heavenly Sword in his hand was already buzzing and trembling. It seemed as if there was a sense of excitement in his heart. He made a seal with his left hand, and the majestic sword intention rose into the sky, and he struck out with a sword without any fancy.

A phantom of a long sword several feet long was also condensed, and the power was equally astonishing, but in comparison, it was just missing something.

The feeling... was like a delicate woman wrestling with a tall and muscular man, and Murong Fu was exactly that delicate woman.

How could he endure this? He immediately mobilized his true energy and struck out three swords in succession. In an instant, the phantom of the Heavenly Sword surged in the wind, reaching a size of six to seven feet. For a moment, everything else in this world seemed to disappear.

Everything was dead, and only the swords of the two men were left.

There was a loud "clang" sound, and the two swords clashed. There were no sparks, but the sword intent was surging, the void exploded, and transparent lights appeared and disappeared.

It seemed like a long time passed, and it seemed like it was just a moment. The sword light was extinguished and the sword intention collapsed. The two people looked at each other from a distance of more than ten feet apart. A long ditch that was several inches wide and several feet deep appeared at their feet.

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After a long time, the woman said, "You are indeed very powerful."

Murong Fu's expression was slightly complicated, "You are also very powerful."

"I said, if you can take this sword, I will let you go." After the woman finished speaking, her figure gradually faded and then disappeared.

Murong Fu froze in place and remained silent for a long time.

Huang Rong and her two daughters ran over in a hurry, "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine," Murong Fu shook his head, looking deeply at the direction where the woman disappeared, and murmured, "Who is she?"
Chapter completed!