Murong Fu turned to look at Ba Siba and grinned, "Master, you are well."

Ba Siba looked at him with an uncertain expression. When he saw the Heavenly Sword in his hand, his eyes almost popped out of his head, "How could this sword be in your hand? How is my uncle...how is he?"

Already?"

Murong Fu thought for a while and understood, "Senior, he is very good. I can't do anything to him, and he can't do anything to me. But I'm afraid you are not in good health. No one can leave tonight."

Ba Siba was shocked and confused, but he forced himself to calm down, "That's not necessarily the case. Mr. Murong, please don't speak too early. Do you think you will definitely win?"

"Then let's wait and see!" Murong Fu replied with a smile. He moved lightly and was already several feet away. With a slash of his long sword, the two members of the Shadow Wolf Army who were about to attack Luo Bing fell to the ground instantly.

"Thank you." Luo Bing fought off the opponent in front of him, turned around and saw the corpse of the Shadow Wolf Army, a trace of gratitude flashed across his face.

Murong Fu smiled and said, "Bing'er, you don't have to be polite, you are also helping me."

Luo Bing smiled and Bai Mei suddenly said, "Stop being narcissistic. I'm not helping you, I'm helping Xiangyang City."

At this time, Ba Siba chased after him, "Murong Fu, why do you ignore your status and bully the younger ones?"

Murong Fu rolled his eyes at him and said, "Master, please don't talk nonsense. I am in my prime, young master, and I am only in my twenties. These people are afraid that they are older than me at every age. How can I bully the younger ones?"

As he spoke, he stood out and swung the Heavenly Sword several times, and two more Mongolian masters were killed by the sword. He obviously had the plan to deal with these minions first, and then go back to deal with Basiba and the others.

Pasiba wanted to save him but was still unable to catch up with him. He couldn't help but said angrily, "Don't pretend to be confused because you know better. You should compete with a poor monk with your martial arts. How can you attack these weaklings?"

"A showdown?" Murong Fu sneered, "Master, I'm afraid you have a bad memory. Are you still my enemy now?"

"I..." Ba Siba was speechless.

Suddenly, a strange laughter sounded, "What about me, then?"

This voice was very familiar. Murong Fu's face slightly condensed and he turned his head to look. He saw a figure flying over at high speed. It was Huo Shan. He was planning to sneak attack Murong Xue and others. He didn't want to suddenly discover Murong Fu's traces, so he had to give up.

The target dealt with Murong Fu first, because he knew that no one could stop Murong Fu except himself.

Murong Fu frowned, then quickly relaxed and smiled lightly, "My defeated general, without the shadowless silk, are you still qualified to stop me?"

At Huoshan's level, no matter how others provoked him, he would not be angry. However, the battle at Yanziwu was painful for him, especially when the most precious shadowless silk that had been with him for many years was taken away by Murong Fu. When he heard this, he became furious.

, "Junior, today either you die or I live!"

"Ouch!" Murong Fu screamed strangely, "Master, I can't ask for more. Please, please don't run away again this time!"

"You..." Huo Shan stopped ten feet away in front of him, took a deep breath, and stared at him coldly, "Boy, is there any point in just using your words?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he took out two scimitars from his waist. The blades were pitch black and the blades were silver-white. The lines were indescribably graceful and were considered ingenious. However, the pale blades gave off a chill to anyone who looked at them.

, obviously, these two knives are also sharp weapons.

"The sword is good!" Murong Fu said lightly, the sword light flashed quickly, and a green sword energy was swung out. It was as light as nothing, and it was so cold that the surrounding temperature suddenly dropped to freezing point.

Huo Shan knew how powerful the Heavenly Sword was, so he did not dare to be careless. He held his two swords in front of his chest, and two black moons came out of his body. They crossed each other and struck the sword energy in the air. In an instant, a strong wind blew in the calm space, and the energy flowed out.

The waves are rolling and the wind and clouds are changing color.

The power of this attack was truly considerable, and everyone who was fighting within a radius of more than ten feet was startled, and they all subconsciously fled from the place, and soon a large open space was cleared.

The two of them just attacked tentatively. Murong Fu put away his contempt, jumped out across the space, and stabbed out with a sword. Huo Shan neither parried nor dodged, and his figure strangely changed its direction, and raised the sword.

Hit him in the ribs.

There was a quick clang, clang, clang, and the two men were fighting in close quarters. Their bodies turned into two shadows. Gradually, the two shadows divided into four groups, and then divided into eight groups... Not long after, dozens of two figures appeared in the field at the same time.

The silhouettes of people are clearly distinguishable in black and white, and they suddenly separate and merge. The sword energy and sword energy flow around, sealing off the entire space, forming a small world isolated from the outside world.

Jinlun Dharma King came to Pasiba and asked, "Brother, why did Murong Fu come out? Is that person also..."

"Don't talk nonsense," Pa Siba waved his hand to interrupt what he was saying, "Uncle Master may have been defeated, or maybe this Murong Fu took advantage of some loophole, but in short, everything will be fine. In a place like that, there is nothing the two Murong Fus can do.

Can't reach him."

Jin Lun Dharma King nodded with deep sympathy, "Then what should we do now? Murong Fu seems to have been prepared for it and brought so many masters. Our people are completely at a disadvantage."

Pa Siba's expression changed, "Don't be impatient. While Murong Fu is being held back by Master Zuo, you and I will take action first to deal with the other masters."

"This..." Jinlun Dharma King hesitated, "Even if we win in the end, I'm afraid it will be a miserable victory. Why not..."

"Shut up, this batch of food and grass is of great importance. The Great Khan's reinforcements are already on the way, so don't worry."

After finishing speaking, before Jinlun Dharma King could speak, he swayed and jumped towards the center of the battlefield, where swords were everywhere and top masters were harvesting the lives of Mongolian warriors.

Jinlun Dharma King glanced at the court with a complex expression, "Buddha Amitayus, it is really unfortunate to be an enemy of such a person, but God's will is like this..."

Let's also say that the confrontation between Murong Fu and Huo Shan has reached a fever pitch. Huo Shan's body skills are extremely fast and his moves are treacherous. The two swords in his hands are like two black hot wheels. He can hit hundreds of swords in one breath.

Fierce, ruthless, and fast.

After all, Murong Fu suffered a bit in terms of speed. This was not because his movement skills were not as sophisticated as his opponent's, but rather a common problem in Central Plains martial arts. Most of the martial arts in the Central Plains focused on elegant moves and beautiful movements, even some extremely cruel and fierce moves.

, it also does not completely break away from this principle. In this way, if the moves are put into a frame, no matter how fast they are, there will be limitations.

The martial arts of the Western Regions is quite similar to the martial arts of Japan. Everything is based on the principle of pursuing practicality. To put it simply, it is not as flashy as the martial arts of the Central Plains. When facing opponents of the same level, the speed of the moves will naturally be that much faster.

Since he couldn't match his speed, Murong Fu's sword moves changed to open and close, and the heavenly sword swung horizontally and swept, unstoppable. He was very experienced in dealing with people who were faster than him. Although Huo Shan's skill was not as good as his

It was much weaker, but the weapon in his hand was obviously far inferior to the Heavenly Sword, and he soon fell into a disadvantage.

Huo Shan gritted his teeth with hatred. How could he be so passive if Wuyingsi was in hand? Moreover, he couldn't escape easily now because he knew that once he ran away, Murong Fu would definitely put away the Shadow Wolf Army first. Then he would settle down in Dayuan.

The fundamentals are not easy to cultivate and cannot be easily damaged.

Suddenly, all the figures of Murong Fu merged into one, the long sword rose into the air, his hands quickly made seals, the sword trembled, and dozens of sword shadows instantly split into dozens of sword shadows, dragging a long stream of light, and stabbed towards Huoshan.

"Sword-controlling skills!" Huo Shan was shocked and wanted to resist with his two swords, but he felt that the material of the two swords might not be able to withstand it, so he had no choice but to avoid the sharp edge temporarily, but he saw his body blurred for a while, turning into a black smoke cloud, and the sword fell from his body.

It passed through the middle of the shadow. This kind of movement is incredible.

The sword formula in Murong Fu's hand changed. Dozens of sword shadows blurred slightly and split into two. The number doubled in an instant and flew back in the air.

"Do you think you can beat this old man's special skill just by relying on numbers?" Huo Shan sneered secretly, and was about to repeat his old trick when he saw the sword shadows flying back suddenly scattered in all directions.

Huo Shan was stunned for a moment, and when he came back to his senses, he was surrounded by sword shadows. He took a closer look and was shocked. The arrangement of these sword shadows seemed to contain a certain pattern, and an oppressive aura rushed towards his face.

The body seems to be stuck in a quagmire, with a feeling of stagnation.

This was not the first time he felt this way. Last time at Yanziwu, Murong Fu had used similar moves to restrict his movement. But what was different from last time was that at this moment, he actually felt like his heart was beating with fear.

Although he didn't know why this happened, he didn't want to take this move forcefully. His body twisted strangely and turned into light smoke in an instant. But soon he was horrified to find that this space seemed to be frozen, "light smoke"

It can no longer be moved easily, or even used.

Murong Fu chuckled and said, "This kind of trick is just a trick after all. It may surprise people the first time, but it is really ordinary the second time."

He has now seen through the secret of Huo Shan's movement technique. It turns out that he twists his body and limbs to the extreme, then looks for flaws in the enemy's moves and exploits every opportunity. However, Huo Shan's speed is too fast, which gives people the illusion of turning into "light smoke".

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Of course, Murong Fu said it lightly, but in fact he was quite impressed in his heart. Not to mention his speed, if he wanted to cultivate his body's toughness to the level of Huo Shan, even he, who had been practicing the Shenzu Sutra for many years, could not do it.

, it can be seen that Huoshan must have some special cultivation method.

In the midst of his thoughts, the strange arrangement of sword shadows slowly pressed down, and sword lights flashed across the middle, chaotic and extremely sharp. The almost transparent light was comparable to the sharpest blade in the world, as if it could cut through.

everything.

Huo Shan had been forced into a position with no way to retreat and no way to hide. He could take it up and let it go, so he decisively admitted defeat, "Murong boy, this time I admit defeat."

Murong Fu was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Huo Shan, do you think this is children's play house? Or is it a competition in the ring? Just admit defeat if you want to?"

Huo Shan snorted coldly and retorted, "Boy, do you still want to fight me to death? You should know that when we are in the realm of you and me, it is very difficult to kill the other party. If you push me hard, I will try my best.

It will never make it easier for you to die together!"
Chapter completed!