Seeing that Mr. Wu was about to drop his green sword, a black figure suddenly jumped out from behind the rock and shouted: "No, no!"

When everyone looked around, they saw an extremely ugly little monk.

Huh? Xu Zhu is here now? Xu Zhu missed Wu Yazi’s inheritance, yet he still appears here...

"Where did the little monk come from to meddle in other people's business!" Mr. Wu raised his eyes. This little monk had been mixed in with the crowd before. It was dark and windy at night, and there was a mixture of fish and dragons, but he didn't notice it.

"At first glance, he is not from our Thirty-six Islands and Seventy-two Cave. He is actually among us. He must be a spy. Boss Wu, kill him quickly!" Someone stared at Xu Zhu fiercely.

Xu Zhu said "Ah". In order to escape for his life, he had followed the four ministers of the Murong family all the way. When they fought with these heretics before, Xu Zhu knew that his martial arts was weak, so he did not stand out.

But now seeing that the little girl was about to be cut into strips of flesh, Xu Zhu couldn't bear it any longer.

"Amitabha, dear donors, the young monk is a monk from the Shaolin Temple. He is passing through your precious land. I really couldn't bear to see you being so cruel to a little girl, so I spoke out..." Xu Zhu didn't know whether the reputation of the Shaolin Temple was good or not.

Yes, but now there is nothing we can do.

Wu Laoda hesitated for a moment, thinking that although the Shaolin Temple was powerful, they, the outsider cultivators, were barefoot and not afraid of wearing shoes. Even if they offended the Shaolin Temple, they were not afraid of being found in the temple.

"Huh, so what about Shaolin Temple? Little monk, you must have heard what we just said." Boss Wu said slowly, "Don't say you want to save this virgin today, even your own life cannot be saved!

"

He said, and the Lubo Xianglu knife was sent forward, piercing Xu Zhu straightly.

Although Xu Zhu's martial arts was poor, he still knew how to move and dodge. However, Wu Laoda's martial arts was much better than him. The second sword came next, but Xu Zhu couldn't dodge it.

At this moment, a burst of energy suddenly shot out from the darkness, knocking away Mr. Wu's sword.

"There's someone else!"

Mr. Wu looked intently and saw the black shadow leaping down from the tree, changing into multiple phantoms, and arriving in front of him in the blink of an eye.

Murong Fu stretched out his left palm and knocked Old Wu away with one palm. He grabbed the girl with his right hand and ran quickly to the outside.

"Quick, quick, get him!" Everyone shouted in unison and chased after him.

All of a sudden, various hidden weapons and swords flew towards Murong Fu. Murong Fu dodged left and right, relying on the cleverness of Lingbo's micro-steps and constantly changing directions, so that he was not hit by the intensive firepower.

The hidden weapons launched by the cave masters and island masters either hit the tree body or were shot off by the branches and leaves.

Murong Fu was about to run out of the forest, but there was a figure in front of him, holding a sword and standing against the tree, looking like he had been waiting for a long time.

The sword god is extraordinary!

Murong Fu put the girl down and looked at Zhuo Bufan attentively.

Zhuo Bufan was also looking at him. Zhuo Bufan felt a burst of sharp sword energy from Murong Fu. This is the intuition only among swordsman masters.

"Who are you? Why do you want to save this disciple of Lingjiu Palace?"

Murong Fu didn't answer, and looked at the sword in his arms. He had seen Zhuo Bufan draw his sword in secret before, and it was indeed very fast. He thought he would have a chance to fight with him, but he didn't expect that he would have the chance right away.

Zhuo Bufan is a talented person. If Murong Fu was in his prime, he would definitely be able to kill him with one move. But he is determined to control the power of Tianshan. If one more person from the thirty-six islands and seventy-two caves dies, it will be a share for him in the future.

loss.

"If you can catch my sword, I will let you go." Zhuo Bufan said proudly.

He was nicknamed the Sword God in the martial arts of the Western Regions, and his swordsmanship had already reached its peak. If he hadn't been controlled by a witch like Tianshan Tong Lao, he would have wandered around the world recruiting people to practice swordsmanship.

Don't ask him why his sword skills are unparalleled, but he can't defeat the old witch. He is a martial arts practitioner, but Tianshan Child's Elder practices witchcraft. At least that's how Zhuo Bufan comforts himself. It's really not the same level as Tianshan's Child's Elder.

Those kinds of methods can be said to be magical powers, and many of them are beyond his imagination.

"Where is your sword?" Zhuo Bufan held the sword in his left hand, pressed his right hand on the scabbard, and made a gesture about to draw the sword.

"I can feel the sword's will from your body... You are also a swordsman, right?"

Under Zhuo Bufan's repeated questioning, Murong Fu thought that nothing would happen if he didn't draw his sword today. He had been holding a sword for many years, so why did someone always force him to draw his sword?

Murong Fu looked left and right, picked up a branch from the ground and waved it in the air. It was just right for use.

"Huh?" Zhuo Bufan was startled at first, and then became furious, "It's too much to bully someone! Grandmaster, you can't be humiliated!"

"You despise me so much, I won't be merciful with this sword. If someone is killed, it's all your own fault!" Zhuo Bufan was furious and pulled out his sword.

I saw a flash of sword light, like a flash of lightning in the darkness. The electric light flashed across the dark forest.

"The sword of wisdom is the most important thing about understanding. I have learned this sword for thirty years. You are also a swordsman. If you can die by this sword, you must have died without regrets, right?" Zhuo Bufan was proud.

smiling.

The figure was hit between the eyebrows by the sword energy of his sword, and there was absolutely no way to survive.

"It's such a pity, if you..." Before Zhuo Bufan could finish his words, he suddenly realized something was wrong.

When he took a closer look, he trembled all over.

It turned out that what his sword energy hit was not the opponent's real body, but a phantom.

Where is your real body?

Zhuo Bufan clenched the sword in his hand vigilantly, warning the surroundings. Suddenly, a phantom flashed out, enveloping a phantom sword energy.

There was a "chi" sound, as if the air was being cut.

Zhuo Bufan looked down and saw that his lower body clothes had been torn apart. With a "clang", the sword in his hand was cut off.

Zhuo Bufan's sword is not a famous sword, but he has never been defeated since he realized the one-word wisdom sword thirty years ago. But tonight, he was defeated by this unknown master who looked like a ghost.

Murong Fu's sword was merciless and did not harm Zhuo Bufan, but it killed his sword heart.

Murder and heart-wrenching!

Zhuo Bufan thought of his previous arrogance. The other party's response was just that amazing sword blow. Zhuo Bufan didn't even see clearly how he was defeated. That phantom sword energy was too fast.

Zhuo Bufan looked shocked, and suddenly his body went limp and he knelt on the ground.

Murong Fu ignored him, but turned around, grabbed Child Elder, and continued on his way. At this time, Tong Elder, who had turned into a little girl, also had a flash of surprise in his eyes. Although it was fleeting, Murong Fu still caught it.

When Mr. Wu and others arrived, they saw Zhuo Bufan kneeling on the ground in despair. He thought he was seriously injured. But when he went to check, he found that his body was not hindered.

Asked him, he refused to speak. Boss Wu didn't know what happened just now. Zhuo Bufan, the strongest swordsman in martial arts, could be hit like this. Before, Zhuo Bufan's whole body was full of the confidence of a strong man. Now

The time was gone.

Boss Wu asked the others to chase each other up the mountain. Going out of the forest is the road up to Piaomiao Peak. It is the only road with cliffs on both sides. This man and the little girl could only hide in the mountain.

Maybe he defeated Zhuo Bufan, but no matter how powerful one person is, he can't withstand everyone's siege.

Here, Murong Fu was also cautious when walking on the mountain road in the dark. The mountain road was covered with snow. If he accidentally slipped and fell, he would be in an abyss.

Looking up, under the moonlight, snowflakes are falling, and the top of Miao Miao Peak towers into the clouds. The top of the peak is covered with snow. To climb to the top, even a master of Qinggong, will probably take four or five days.

Murong Fu grabbed the little girl and ran for nearly two hours, until he reached the mountainside. The sky turned white and it was almost sunrise.

Tianshan Child Elder remained mute and silent all the way. She had been shocked by Murong Fu's martial arts. She thought that this man was also a master, but not as good as herself. She was a stranger to him. He rushed out to rescue her halfway, but she didn't know that he was a master.

For what purpose.

As she continued to think about how to escape, Murong Fu suddenly threw her on the snow, causing her butt to hurt.

She was about to get angry and reprimand, but suddenly she remembered that she was mute, so she could only swallow her anger.

Murong Gu saw the angry expression on her face, pointed at himself babbling, and said with a chuckle: "Tong Lao, how long are you going to keep pretending?"

Tianshan Child Elder was stunned for a moment, her face changed several times, she took a deep look at Murong Fu, and then she said: "Who are you? How do you know my identity?"

She expected that this person should not be in the same group as the thirty-six island owners and the seventy-two cave owners, otherwise there would be no need to go to great lengths to save her.

Murong Fu kept a smile on his face but did not say a word.

"You young man, you have good eyesight and martial arts skills..." Child Elder paused for a moment, then continued, "Since you know my identity and saved me, I will repay your kindness.

Man, if you escort me back to the Vulture Palace, I can help you improve your martial arts to the next level!"

At this time, Child Elder was really rejuvenated, her body was only seven or eight years old, and her voice was very childish. But she sounded like an old woman, which sounded very weird and funny.

She had lost all her martial arts skills at this time, but she had no way to return to Lingjiu Palace on her own. She might as well make use of this person. After she recovered her skills, she could think about how to deal with it.

Child Elder thought in her mind, and a look of pride appeared on her face.

All I can say is that her thoughts are so beautiful! She hasn’t figured out her position yet.

Murong Fu said: "With Child Lao's temperament, I'm afraid the first thing I will do after my martial arts recovery is to make trouble for me."

That’s right! You just threw me to the ground and you dared to be disrespectful to me. I won’t be able to skin you when I recover my martial arts skills!

Child Elder was thinking fiercely in her heart, but she had a completely opposite expression on her face. She waved her hands and said, "Why do you think so? Grandma, I always repay kindness!"

When she saw that Murong Fu was silent again and saw the sly smile on his face, she thought that this man was handsome and handsome, but she didn't know what was going on in his heart.

Child Elder put her little hands behind her back, acting like a child pretending to be an adult: "This mountain peak is a dead end. They are guarding it at the bottom of the mountain. How can you escape? As the saying goes, if you beat the master to death with random punches, your martial arts will not be the same.

High, how can you withstand these crowds coming up?"

"But as long as you send me back to Lingjiu Palace, I will let the disciples in the palace protect you down the mountain, and I will also make you the great protector of Lingjiu Palace."

Murong Fu still smiled and did not reply. Obviously, these conditions failed to impress him.

"There are countless maids in my Lingjiu Palace, all of them are as beautiful as flowers. As long as you are willing to send me back, I will make you a great protector. Then I can give you all the glory, wealth, beauties and martial arts...

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To be continued...