Chapter 96 Unjust Taoist

Seeing the opponent's powerful moves, Murong Fu did not dare to underestimate him at all. His sleeves were like the wind blowing, and he rushed forward with all his strength.

After a loud noise, the golden and silver light rolled back. After a closer look, there were two long belts, one golden and one silver.

At the end of the belt stood two old men, the one with the gold belt was wearing a silver robe, and the one with the silver belt was wearing a gold robe.

"You are generous enough to make me laugh, I am ashamed of myself, you two seniors."

"Don't say too much, just take another move from our brothers!"

Two lights of gold and silver flashed, and the gold belt came from the left like a floating fish, but the silver belt flew to the sky, then fell from the sky, and hit Murong Fu's face.

At the same time, three long knives came from the ground. After a quick glance, three people used the Kung Fu of the Underground Sword and took the opportunity to attack.

Murong Fu knew that if he didn't show them how powerful he was, they might be in trouble.

In the blink of an eye, he kicked out three times, each kick hitting the enemy's wrist. A burst of white light flashed, and the three long knives flew into the air.

By a stroke of luck, the two ribbons were instantly entangled together. With a leap, Murong Fu rose into the air and kicked three times with his toes, hitting the vital points on the chests of the three swordsmen.

Ye Wuxin, who was sitting on the pine tree, smiled knowingly. As expected, Duan Yu, the licking dog, couldn't help but stand up.

He immediately rushed forward and tried to stop the group of despicable and shameless people who were preparing to capture Wang Yuyan.

"Are you the Taoist Priest Buping, who is famous all over the world? I have heard of his name for a long time, and it is really like thunder to my ears. I am honored to meet you. I am honored to meet you."

A figure came from a distance, and a clear voice echoed in all directions.

The man in black looked at Sang Tugong in his hand and nodded slightly to everyone.

"Be careful! That boy is holding the 'Green Wave Fragrance Sword' in his hand, don't get hurt by it!"

At the same time, several people in the crowd rolled their eyes when they saw how brave Murong Fu was, and they began to think about the group of people who were traveling with him.

Murong Fu saw that those people were so itchy and unbearable, he expected that Gong Yeqian and Feng Bosi were naturally the same, so he could only try his best to get Sang Tugong back before making other plans.

"Sang Tugu Gong, get the antidote quickly!"

Seeing how fierce his momentum was, Wu Laoda didn't dare to challenge him, so he quickly grabbed Sang Tugong and kept away from him.

In just a moment, the fight between the two was decided.

"How dare you! My colleagues in the martial arts world all say that Pindao has died a long time ago, so Mr. Wu and his friends don't believe it, right?"

I saw a black-bearded Taoist standing on the top of a tree, holding a fly whisk in his hand and looking cool.

Hearing this person speak, Mr. Wu suddenly remembered someone and asked him quickly.

"How dare you disturb Miss Wang with your obscene things!"

"Okay, Fatty Sang, hand over the antidote."

"If you really don't surrender, then I will cut off this flower-like head!"

Having said this, Murong Fu made a circle with his sword and stood up with the sword in hand.

Before he could finish his words, Mr. Wu bowed his hand to the treetop Taoist.

At this moment, a voice suddenly appeared and shouted to Natutuo.

However, their fists were no match for their four feet. The two women grabbed Wang Yuyan's arms and jumped down from the tree. A long-haired tutuo with a gold ring on his head held a sword in his hand and took the opportunity to place it across Wang Yuyan's neck.

I saw that the group of monks, Taoist priests, ugly men and beautiful women, and all kinds of people were avoiding each other. They all had a look of fear on their faces, as if they were very afraid of the ghost-headed sword.

After everyone heard this, they didn't dare to lie to him, so they all agreed to his request.

"What is your surname?"

During the conversation, all the cave masters and island masters stopped one after another and looked at the man with suspicious eyes.

"Boss Wu, this man has a great background. He is a great, great person. He, he, he is a Jiao... Jiao... Jiao..."

The Jiedao in Toutuo's hand approached, and the blade of the knife in his hand flashed a cold light as it approached Wang Yuyan's neck.

"Put me down first! My antidote is hidden in the soil. Only after you put me down can I take it out."

Before the Taoist could answer, a man who stuttered spoke from the crowd.

"No way! You must not hurt Miss Wang. I surrender to you."

Someone came from a few miles away. Looking at his Qing Gong, he was at least a second-rate master. He must have been Taoist Bu Ping and Zhuo Bufan's group.

"Murong boy, are you going to surrender? If you don't surrender, I will kill you for my love!"

As soon as he caught the person, he straightened his legs and jumped back, retreating more than ten feet. It was obvious that he was not afraid of the poisonous needle on Sang Tugong's body.

The branches on which he stood bounced and sank, and he rose and fell according to the situation. His Qinggong was quite extraordinary.

"The life of a poisoned person is at stake, so it is better to be treated as soon as possible. Please consider the humble face of this poor person and suspend the war for now, how about we distinguish right from wrong?"

With his mind determined, Murong Fu jumped forward, brandishing the ghost-headed knife in his hand, and rushed into the crowd. Like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, he was invincible in all directions.

Seeing that this man was much better than the masters he had fought with before, Murong Fu stepped forward and got entangled with the man in black.

Murong Fu hesitated in his heart, but his hands did not slow down at all. He slapped out two palms with his left palm, knocking the two enemies away.

At this moment, Ye Wuxin flashed and quietly blended into the crowd again.

Ye Wuxin watched this melee and gained great insights, and he also gained a more intuitive understanding of the strength of these people.

"Is he the Jiao King? The Jiao King is not fair to the Taoist?"

At this moment, a man in black with long arms and long legs flashed in front of everyone, opened his big hands like cattail leaf fans, and grabbed Sang Tugong.

"Since Your Excellency is willing to come out to resolve the dispute, that's the best thing. I'll call it a truce right now. I hope the Taoist priest will bear witness."

Taoist Bu Ping smiled slightly and said calmly.

"Yes, yes. Yes, he, he, he is Jiao... Jiao. Jiao. Jiao."

Having said that, Taoist Buping jumped up and descended from mid-air.

Everyone in the fight paused for a moment and looked back.

The stuttering man was overjoyed and said quickly.

"If this ox-hair poisonous needle is not untied, I will be dead in half an hour."

"Boss Wu, get the antidote quickly. Oops, it will be serious if you continue to take it!"

"Mr. Murong, cave masters and island masters! You have no grudges in the past and no grudges in recent times. Why are you fighting so fiercely?"

Sang Tugong said helplessly.

Suddenly, Deng Baichuan shouted loudly.

When Murong Fu saw that this man was very skilled in martial arts, he was even more concerned about Gongye Qiangeng Fengbo's injury, so he immediately spoke.

In the blink of an eye, the situation on the field changed again. Duan Yu was eager to save people and snatched Wang Yuyan out of everyone's hands with a slight step.

As soon as he escaped from the crowd, he turned back and rescued Murong Fu.

The two of them exchanged palms, and the Ghost-headed Sword in the hand of the man in black fell into Murong Fu's hand, and the man in black also led Sang Tugong back into the crowd.

Originally, when his feet left the branches, he would naturally fall to the ground very quickly, but as the whisk in his hand swung, a strong wind instantly hit the ground.

Holding his body and falling slowly, the backlash of the true energy on the whisk was truly extraordinary.

When everyone saw it, they couldn't help but cheer loudly.

I have a cold and feel uncomfortable all over. Try to keep updated.

p(⌒｀q)゜.
Chapter completed!