Murong Fu's heart moved and directed the other sword energy to attack. As expected, as he thought, a layer of air shield would light up wherever the sword energy was slashed. As long as it was not attacked, the air shield would be transparent.

Murong Fu's hand was blurred and he slashed hundreds of swords in a row, but he couldn't cut it in at all. The illuminated air shield did not weaken at all. On the contrary, the sword energy was getting weaker and weaker, and I was afraid that it would disappear after a few more times.

"This turtle shell is amazing!" Murong Fu was shocked. You know, the attack power of these sword shadows is not weak, and it is almost as strong as the top master's attack, but it cannot be shaken at all.

That's not all. He knew that Asaxin was proficient in the power of yin and yang. This red transparent air shield obviously only used the power of yang. If the power of yin and yang is used at the same time, what should the defense force be?

"What kind of martial arts is this?" Murong Fu couldn't help asking.

Asaxin did not answer, not knowing whether he was afraid of being distracted or not wanting Murong Fu to know his martial arts background. Murong Fu guessed that it was probably the former.

Murong Fu waved his hand to dissipate the sword energy, and slashed with both hands, and a piece of transparent sword appeared out of thin air.

Asaxin's pupils shrank slightly, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but he forced himself to hold it back in the end.

"It's true." Murong Fu smiled faintly. Most of the martial arts of the Qimao rely on one breath. Once the Qimao is deflated, the Qimao will be destroyed without attacking it.

Originally, he could have used this as a breakthrough point to break the opponent's qi shield, but Murong Fu wanted to try where the limit of this qi shield was, so he condensed a small piece of innate sword energy out of thin air.

Murong Fu suddenly jumped out, and turned over and slashed his body in the middle of the journey. A white sword energy came out of his hand.

Asathan's face changed slightly, but he did not dodge in the end. He just flashed with a blue light on his body, and the transparent air shield flashed in a flash.

With a light "click", the innate sword energy stopped about a foot in front of Asaxin. A small gray air mask appeared out of thin air mask, blocking the air mask.

"Sizi" a slight explosion of air sounded, and the gray fog and lightning flashed on the air cover, and the sword energy was swollen and spit out.

The two of them had been in a stalemate for about three breaths, and suddenly, with a "click", the air cover shattered and the sword energy penetrated through the body.

Asaxin groaned, and involuntarily stepped back three or four steps, looking at Murong Fu with a complicated expression, "Is this... your strongest attack?"

Murong Fuding looked at Asaxin, "No."

He couldn't help but feel disappointed. The other party was not injured. He knew that the power of the innate sword energy just now had been mostly dissolved by the air mask.

The other party's qi shield was really magical. This innate sword energy was originally an invisible thing, and it was blocked by life. His little Kashyapa's qi shield was not as powerful as that.

Asassin was silent for a moment and suddenly said, "What I just used is a defensive move I learned from the 'Yin and Yang Holy Flame Technique'. Now, you can also look at my strongest attack."

Before he finished speaking, he saw his hands posing in a strange position, his waist twisting slightly, and it looked like he was dancing some kind of sacrificial dance, but there was a strange fluctuation, slowly dispersing.

However, Murong Fu did not dare to be careless at all. He raised his sword fingers with his hands, and two pieces of light and transparent innate sword energy stretched out from his fingertips.

Asassin's aura became stronger and more and more strange. Suddenly, a red light and a blue light lit up at the palms of his hands.

In an instant, the red and blue light changed, the palm of the left hand turned into a red light ball, and the palm of the right hand was a blue light ball. The handsome face also looked extremely gloomy and weird because of the alternating red and blue light.

Murong Fu's face changed slightly. He could vaguely feel that the yin and yang power used by the other party this time was obviously not the same level as last time on Lingshe Island. He immediately increased his internal force and dissipated the innate sword energy, and instead activated the Great Transfer of the Universe and the Douzhuan Star Movement to the extreme.

"Sizizi", the red and blue light ball in Asaxin's hand shook the void blur, and his hands suddenly pushed forward alternately. The red and blue light ball quickly flew towards Murong Fu, with extremely fast speed, and had turned into two streams of light and intertwined together, as if one, but also seemed to be irrelevant.

Murong Fu could feel a breath that was extremely hot and biting cold and sensational, and immediately drew a circle with his left hand and raised his right hand. In an instant, a blue and red vortex appeared on his chest.

With a slight "Puff", the red and blue streaming light penetrated into the blue and red vortex.

Murong Fu's face changed slightly, his throat became sweet, and he almost gulped blood, but he forced it to swallow it. Then the blue and red light flashed wildly on his face, and the vortex in front of him also swelled and shrank, as if it could be broken at any time.

Murong Fu gritted his teeth and changed his posture again. The red and blue light ball actually rolled out of the vortex and slowly penetrated into his hands.

When Murong Fu came to the time, he felt that his whole body was about to explode. That feeling was like throwing a red soldering iron into the ice water, the real Nine Heavens of Ice and Fire.

Asaxin's eyes flashed, but he did not continue to take action. He just said lightly, "Brother Murong, if you can resist this 'Extreme Ice Holy Flame', this battle will be considered my loss."

Murong Fu endured the pain in his body, his eyes were congested, and his forehead was filled with water, but he still gritted his teeth and spit out two words, "Don't think about it!"

Then his body flashed wildly with red light, his body shrank, and suddenly he "swished", and his hands swung forward, and two light balls, one red and one blue, flew out, almost bursting into the void.

Asaxin finally could no longer remain calm and instinctively wanted to escape. However, he was arrogant by nature, Murong Fu did not avoid his tricks just now. If he could dodge, wouldn’t he be inferior. He immediately used all his strength and threw out two red and blue light balls with his hands again, the size was exactly the same as Murong Fu’s.

In a blink of an eye, four streams of light met in the air. A shocking explosion sounded, shaking through the entire night sky. The void and the earth seemed to tremble a few times, causing endless smoke and waves of smoke and air.

Just as Asassin breathed a sigh of relief, suddenly a narrow and dazzling white light lit up in the smoke and dust.

Asaxin was stunned at first, then his face changed drastically. It was too late to dodge, and his body was suffocated and it was difficult to move at all. With a "puff", white light passed by his body. At that moment, it seemed as if the whole soul had left his body, and then a violent heart-wrenching pain came.

The pain penetrated deep into the bone marrow and pointed directly into the soul. Asassin's entire face was twisted, his body was soft and weak, and he slowly fell to the ground.

"Haha, Second Elder, this is my strongest attack move." Murong Fu rang out with a little smug laugh, and his body slowly emerged from the smoke and dust, standing in front of Asaxin.

Just now, after using the moves of turning the opponent's opponent's move, he immediately ignored the severe pain of his meridians and used the tricks in the sword-controlling technique to work and defeat Asaxin.

"Ru..." Asahin opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything.

"Oh..." Murong Fu looked at Asaxin with a close eye and sighed lonely, "The days without an opponent are lonely. From now on, I will have to endure this loneliness for a long time."

As for the mysterious fat monk in Shaolin Temple, he automatically filtered out, and he was simply not a human being.

Asaxin said nothing. As a loser, and he was on the chopping board, no matter what he said, he would give the other party a chance to mock him, so he slowly closed his eyes, as if waiting for Murong Fu's final ruling.

"Does the second elder have nothing to tell me? For example, what is the Persian Ming Cult now? For example, when you are fighting with Mongolia, have you ever seen Genghis Khan? What do you think of him? I also heard that the Persian CEI have three elders. Where are the other two?" Murong Fu asked what he had been asking.

Asatha's face moved slightly, opened his eyes and couldn't help asking, "What are you doing?"

"I'm curious."

"If I told you this, would you let me go?"

"This depends on the situation. If you still have the value of existence, you will naturally be able to exist. If not, then I can only say sorry." Murong Fu grinned. At this moment, he described it as embarrassed, with bloodshots at the corners of his eyes, mouth, and nostrils, and his smile seemed extremely ferocious.

However, Asassin didn't care about this. He pondered for a while and said, "The Persian Kingdom was defeated and almost destroyed. The Ming Cult had no choice but to go to other countries in batches to find seeds of the division of the sect to make a comeback."

Murong Fu nodded, "You have good plans."

Asassin continued, "The other two elders of the chief priest, the great elder Ima, are currently heading to the extreme west, and the third elder Lu Weilouwu is not sure where to go. As for Genghis Khan..."

Murong Fu's heart tightened, "How is it?"

He doesn't care about anything else, but he has not yet received any information about Genghis Khan. He must know that oneself and his enemy can only be defeated in a hundred battles, and the enemy who does not know is the most terrifying thing.

Asa smiled bitterly, "I don't know very well that this person has never been on the road on the battlefield, but for some reason, his army is invincible and fearless."

"Don't show up? Are you sure you didn't lie to me?" Murong Fu Yidai. As the top coach of the battlefield, there is no reason not to show up.

Asassin shook his head, "He is the life-and-death enemy of our Persians. What did I lie to you? He has never shown up. I once wanted to assassinate him, but after sneaking into his camp, he encountered a master with his martial arts skills similar to mine."

Murong Fu's eyes were musing, and when he heard the words "The Persians' life and death enemy", he couldn't help but feel moved and looked at Asathin up and down.

As the saying goes, the enemy's enemy is a friend. Genghis Khan's magical priest may not be as simple as in history. If you have an extra helper, it may have some unexpected effect.

Asassin seemed to see Murong Fu's thoughts and couldn't help but be curious, "Do you want to deal with Genghis Khan?"

Murong Fu was slightly stunned, then shook his head, "It's not that I want to deal with him, it's that the entire Central Plains is about to face his invasion."
Chapter completed!