The first thousand one hundred and thirty-seven chapters
Murong Chao, who was practicing his martial arts, had a trace of sadness on his face when he heard this, "You are flattering me. If you want to enter the realm of transformation, energy and spirit are indispensable. Even though my true energy has reached the level of the realm of transformation, I have suffered heavy injuries."
, the essence is greatly damaged, the soul is weak, and it is impossible to enter the realm of transformation in this life."
As soon as he said this, Murong Fu's eyes narrowed slightly, and he carefully sensed the aura on Murong Chao's body. It was indeed not the real transformation state. He was also a person who fell from the transformation state. Although he was only a dabbler, for that special and mysterious feeling
The scent couldn't be more familiar, but the other person does lack a bit of charm.
But he couldn't understand why he could easily mobilize the energy of heaven and earth since he was not in the realm of metamorphosis. He was not wrong about this, because there was an essential difference between mobilizing energy from the outside world and mobilizing one's own true energy.
figure it out.
Murong Chao seemed to see the doubts in his heart and smiled mysteriously without explaining anything.
"Could it be..." Murong Fu suddenly thought of some possibility, and his face was full of disbelief.
"Hehe, have you guessed it?" Murong Chao laughed ferociously, and pushed forward with both hands. The ball of power was packed with a large amount of energy, and roared towards Murong Fu. The speed was as fast as lightning, and the force was so strong that it almost crushed him.
Shatter the void.
Murong Fu's face was more solemn than ever before. In fact, he did not leave any escape route. If death was inevitable, he would not be stupid enough to exchange his life for Zhao Gou's. In his opinion, it was not worth it, but Wang
Chongyang's sword and even Murong Chao's super strength were a bit beyond his expectation.
Wang Chongyang's sword was just that. He didn't expect that Murong Chao was hidden so deeply. Even if he was not in the real Transformation Realm, he was much more powerful than other True Yuan Realm masters. The only thing that was a bit fortunate was that the other three major worshipers would be able to do it for a while.
It didn't seem to pose a threat to him. As long as he could get rid of Murong Chao in front of him, he could escape unscathed.
As the thoughts in his mind turned, Murong Fu's free left hand quickly hit his chest, and the true energy from his dantian surged out wildly, pouring all into the heavenly sword. The sword's body shone brightly, and the void was almost distorted.
Although his body was stabbed with a sword, his muscles and bones were not injured, and most of his true energy was still left. During the short delay, he had secretly activated the Marrow Cleansing Sutra, temporarily suppressing the physical injuries.
It's not a problem to activate the true energy in a short period of time, but it may cause more serious injuries afterwards.
All this is a long story. In fact, the distance between the two of them was only two or three feet. This distance was not a distance at all to Murong Chao. The power ball arrived in front of Murong Fu in less than half a breath.
It swelled wildly in the wind and swelled to half a foot in size. There is no doubt that if it were smashed solidly, Murong Fu would definitely turn into a meat pie.
At this critical moment, the Heavenly Sword in Murong Fu's hand jumped violently, and a strange clear sound came out. Then Murong Fu turned his hands like wheels and made an extremely complicated sword formula.
It turned into a snow-white sword light and shot up into the sky with a swipe.
"Huh? The human sword merges into one?" Murong Chao exclaimed in surprise. This kind of swordsmanship in which the human sword becomes one is a bit like the legendary sword-controlling skill. Then he snorted coldly, "So what about the sword-controlling skill? Now that it's here,
Why are you going back?"
While muttering, he pointed at the power ball in the distance. When the time came, the power ball broke into pieces with a pop. Then strong winds blew around him and turned into a swimming dragon, sweeping towards Murong Fu's sword light.
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This momentum immediately alarmed the rest of the people in the palace. Wang Chongyang and Lin Chaoying turned around in shock, staring blankly at Murong Chao's miraculous method of commanding the energy of heaven and earth with his hands and feet. They stopped fighting for a while, and Huang Shang on the other side also faintly woke up.
Come over and look around blankly.
In fact, there was a reason why Huang Shang fainted. First of all, he was already very old. Over the years, he had been consuming real energy to suppress the Nine Yin Cold Poisons for Huang Ying. As a result, the essence in his body was depleted and he could no longer make ends meet, both mentally and physically.
, are not as powerful as they appear. This is also the fundamental reason why as the creator of the Nine Yin Manual, his skills are not as good as those of the other two major offerings.
Secondly, Zhao Gou was the hope of the Song Dynasty and Huang Shang's only hope. He was different from Wang Chongyang and Lin Chaoying. In principle, Wang Chongyang and Lin Chaoying did not care who became the emperor. Even if the Song Dynasty perished, as long as the Han people did not die, they would return.
There is hope, and as a veteran of three dynasties, he has devoted his life's efforts and has extraordinary feelings. Seeing the hope shattered with his own eyes, how can he not be despairing and depressed? This has nothing to do with the depth of his skill.
After Murong Fu merged his sword into one, he used the sword light to hit the top of the hall. Unexpectedly, before he could reach the top of the hall, the air around him suddenly became thicker, and he seemed to be trapped in a swamp.
His speed was greatly reduced, and a stronger wind hit him from behind.
Murong Fu's mind was spinning. "The body and sword are united into one" is indeed a sword move in the swordsmanship, and it is also the most difficult move. The legendary saying "capture the enemy's head from a hundred miles away" is derived from this move.
, it took him a long time to comprehend it before he even scratched the surface. It was the first time he used it tonight. Unexpectedly, he met Murong Chao, a master of pseudo-transformation who can mobilize the energy of heaven and earth at will.
The only plan for now is to break open the roof in one go. I believe that as long as he flies out of a certain range, Murong Chao will no longer be able to do anything to him.
Seeing that the roof was close at hand, but the powerful dragon behind him was still some distance away, Murong Fu felt relieved. Unexpectedly, at this moment, he suddenly saw a gray shadow in the corner of his eye.
Murong Fu's heart skipped a beat, and a dry palm appeared out of thin air from his side. With a "pop" sound, he lightly patted the sword light he had transformed into. He felt a strong force covering his head, and the sword light could no longer be seen.
Move forward half an inch.
Before Murong Fu had time to think of a countermeasure, his legs suddenly went numb, and a force of energy circled his body, sweeping across his body in an instant. After a burst of distortion, the sword light finally revealed its original form. Murong Fu held the heavenly sword and stood still in the air with a pale face.
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"Go back!" Murong Chao's figure also appeared on the other side of Murong Fu. He smiled and took a photo casually, as if he was taking a photo of a disobedient puppy.
With a "bang", Murong Fu fell to the ground. He knelt on one knee and held the Heavenly Sword in one hand. He was panting. Compared with the injuries on his body, he felt more of a sense of humiliation. He had not been attacked by an enemy for a long time.
After playing like this, even when he was on Knight Island, facing a real transformation master like the second island master of Longmu, he could remain calm and fight heartily.
But now that he is seriously injured, he can only exert fifty-six percent of his strength. How can he be Murong Chao's opponent, especially when the opponent seems to have mastered a special method that can predict the enemy's opportunities and mobilize the energy of heaven and earth, unless
Return to the heyday of the Transformation Realm, otherwise even if he is not injured, he may not be an opponent.
"I have said that young people should not take themselves too seriously. You must know that there are people outside the world, and there are people outside the world. What do you think now?" Murong Chao slowly landed on the ground, one hand behind his back, and the other hand stroking his beard under his chin, quite like a master.
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If possible, Murong Fu would like to go over and give him a few big mouths immediately. This pretending to be sexy really has some charm of this young master.
"Murong Chao!" Suddenly, Wang Chongyang spoke, "Can you give me some noodles and let little friend Murong go?"
Murong Chao was stunned. To be honest, he didn't know what Wang Chongyang was thinking. He would betray him all of a sudden, but it was naturally impossible for him to let Murong Fu go. This boy was already young.
If he had to wait a few more years for such a feat of creation, who else in the world would be able to cure him? Since he has been offended, he must be eradicated.
At this time, Lin Chaoying also spoke, "Murong Chao, why are you talking so much nonsense? Why don't you kill this little thief quickly!"
As she spoke, she stared at Wang Chongyang warily, her meaning being very clear. As long as he dared to act rashly, she would immediately stop him.
After Huang Shang woke up, he sat on the ground dejectedly. His eyes were dim and tears were streaming down his face. He didn't know what he was thinking. Perhaps instead of killing Murong Fu to vent his anger, he was more worried about the future of the Song Dynasty.
"Women's kindness!" Murong Chao glanced at Wang Chongyang, curled his lips contemptuously, spread his palms, and hesitated with the light red palms.
Wang Chongyang glanced at Lin Chaoying in front of him who seemed to hate him to the core, opened his mouth, but did not say anything in the end. He sighed secretly and thought: If you are really destined, then let me see how you are.
Turn things around and escape with your life...
"Master!"
"My benefactor!" Suddenly two crisp exclamations came from the door of the palace, and two slender figures jumped in, covered in blood, and their faces were covered with blood, but by the sound of the voices, they could still be recognized as Li Sirong and Zhang Xiuniang.
The two women glanced at the situation in the palace, and when they saw Murong Fu's pale face, they couldn't help but exclaimed, and then looked at the other people in the palace with angry eyes, "You all deserve to die!"
Before they finished speaking, the two women twisted their slender waists and flicked their hands together. In an instant, dozens of slender threads flew out and rolled towards the four people with unparalleled energy.
The four people present were all experts at the pinnacle of martial arts. After being stunned for a moment, they moved their sleeves and robes and easily tore off all the threads, turning them into a rain of silk.
The two girls were not reckless. With just one move, they immediately realized that these four people were definitely not taking things for granted, and immediately shouted, "Where is the Shenluan Guard?"
"Here!" A clear female voice came, and then the figures scattered, and dozens of women poured in from the door. Without saying a word, they waved their jade hands, and countless silk threads flew out, covering half of the hall in an instant.
Murong Chao, the expressions of the three major worshipers changed slightly. He did not expect that these women were all so skilled. He did not dare to be careless for a moment and used all his strength to crush the silk threads.
At this moment, there was a loud boom, and the entire hall shook. Then there were several crashes on the top of the hall, rubble flew, and a hole actually opened.
The four people in the hall were startled when they saw a piece of white silk suddenly protruding from the hole, wrapping it around Murong Fu's waist like a spiritual snake and lifting him up.
"Bold!" Murong Chao shouted sharply, stamped his feet, and stood up from the ground. He shot out two palms in the air, one palm hitting Murong Fu, and the other hitting the hole.
"Keep your men here!" Wang Chongyang whispered, raised his hand and struck out a sword energy, deflecting the palm that hit Murong Fu.
"Humph!" At the same time, a clear cold snort sounded, and then a piece of white silk stretched out from the hole again and collided with Murong Chao's other palm.