Murong Fu left the camp and couldn't help being slightly surprised. In just over a quarter of an hour, 30% of the Mongolian warriors had fallen. However, Lin Chaoying was not having a hard time either. There were many masters among the Mongolian warriors, who could basically hold on until now.
They were able to block two or three of her moves, especially the Eight Heroes of the Divine Sword. Even in a chaotic battle, the extremely powerful feather arrows came one after another, limiting Lin Chaoying's movement to the greatest extent.
There was chaos all around, and countless Khitan soldiers rushed over.
Yeluyan noticed Murong Fu's appearance with sharp eyes, and hurriedly put aside her opponent, came to him, and asked breathlessly, "Brother Xiao, and my brother...have they been rescued?"
Murong Fu glanced at her sideways, "If I take action, I will naturally capture you. By the way, you go and ask Xiao Feng to give the order to withdraw the Khitan army."
Yeluyan was a little disbelieving, but seeing his relaxed and leisurely appearance, she entered the commander's tent with some doubts.
When Murong Fu turned to look at Lin Chaoying, she suddenly swept through thousands of troops and rolled up a huge wave of air, knocking back more than ten Mongolian masters around her. However, the Eight Heroes of the Divine Sword followed up with a move of Seven Stars, each of them seven
Feathered arrows came out one after another, sealing Lin Chaoying from different directions.
Between the electric light and flint, Lin Chaoying's whole body was covered with a layer of white light, a sword intent shot up into the sky, a burst of chi chi chi, seven stars exploded in an instant, and dozens of feather arrows shattered inch by inch.
But the next moment, Murong Fu's expression suddenly changed. She actually missed one, and saw a black feather arrow wrapped in a fierce and unparalleled wind. With a pop, it penetrated deeply into her shoulder.
Even Lin Chaoying herself did not expect that after she had blocked the Seven Stars Continent, an arrow would suddenly shoot out. She tilted her head and looked at the arrow on her shoulder, which almost penetrated her entire shoulder. The blood spread rapidly, and she was only a few breaths away.
The work has already soaked into the skirt of the clothes.
The seven members of the Eight Divine Sword Heroes all looked at the boss, Zhao Yishang, with shock on their faces, "Boss, it's so hard for you to hide it from us. You've actually reached the eighth arrow. When did it happen?"
Zhao Yishang's face turned slightly pale, but he couldn't help but feel proud, and said, "Stop talking nonsense, take advantage of her being severely injured by me, and kill her quickly!"
Everyone came back to their senses and rushed forward one after another, raising their swords to cut, while the Eight Heroes of the Divine Sword opened their bows and nocked arrows again, preparing for the next round of Seven Stars.
At this time, Murong Fu naturally could no longer stand by and watch, but when he saw him opening his hand and sucking on the ground, seven or eight stones flew up automatically, and then he flicked his fingers several times, and the stones flew out at high speed, making several bang bang bang sounds.
, the powerful bow of the Eight Heroes of Divine Sword was instantly broken into two pieces.
"what happened?"
"Who is it, secretly attacking!"
The eight people were instantly furious. They turned around to look for the person who had done the trick, but couldn't find even a shadow.
At this time, Murong Fu's figure flashed and he had arrived in the middle of the field. He glared at Lin Chaoying angrily, "It's really useless!"
After saying that, he put his arm around her waist and made a seal with the other hand. Immediately, a dragon-shaped energy gathered out of thin air. With a roar that shook the sky, it circled around her body and all the masters flew out upside down.
All this is a long story, but in fact, in the blink of an eye, Lin Chaoying fell into Murong Fu's arms and subconsciously struggled to resist.
"Don't move!" Murong Fu growled, stretched out his hand to touch her chest several times to stop the bleeding, and scolded, "You won't run away if I can't beat you? Do you think you are me, and I can challenge you casually?"
Hundreds of martial arts masters?"
"Let me go, who wants you to save me!" Lin Chaoying replied, but the struggle was much smaller. At this moment, there was a trace of warmth in her heart.
Murong Fu rolled his eyes, "Forget it. You clearly want to die in your heart, but you say no, you are not honest at all."
Lin Chaoying never asked for help, but when he said that, he couldn't hold on to his face, and immediately said in a cold voice, "Let go, I will leave on my own!"
"Stop talking nonsense, this arrow is almost going to pierce your bone. If I don't care about you, you are dead."
"Huh!" Lin Chaoying glanced at him, but stopped struggling.
"Who are you? How dare you break into the Khitan camp without permission!" Zhao Yishang, one of the Eight Heroes of Excalibur, asked.
Murong Fu glanced around and saw that there were almost fifty Mongolian masters. The Khitan army stopped more than twenty feet away and had not come forward. It was obvious that Xiao Feng's order had been conveyed.
"How about simply killing all these Mongolian masters and provoking a dispute between Mongolia and Daliao?" Such an idea came to his mind, but he quickly gave it up. With so many people watching here, Mongolia would not do it at all.
Putting the blame on the Khitans, if Temujin is provoked and attacks Xiangyang City at all costs, the gains will outweigh the losses.
"You don't deserve to know who I am. I will spare your lives this time and play with you next time." Murong Fu smiled faintly and said this, then he lifted his legs up from the ground and jumped ten times in an instant.
He was more than ten feet high, and then he stepped in the air, walking against the wind, and then disappeared after a few flashes.
While everyone was still amazed at Murong Fu's Qinggong, Ouyang Feng and Huo Dou appeared out of nowhere. Huo Dou glanced at the horizon rather unwillingly, "Let's go back to camp."
Now Xiao Feng has escaped, and more than half of their side has been damaged. If they stay here, if Xiao Feng turns against him, they will be completely wiped out.
…
Murong Fu flew more than ten miles in a blink of an eye and found a quite secluded place to land. He looked at Lin Chaoying, half of his body was dyed red, and frowned slightly, "What's the matter with you? I've sealed your strange scriptures."
Eight meridians, why is it still bleeding?"
Lin Chaoying turned to look at the black feather arrow on her shoulder, "This may be a phoenix feather arrow."
"Phoenix Feather Arrow?" Murong Fu was surprised when he heard this, and then his face showed a sudden realization. The Phoenix Feather Arrow was considered a relatively advanced arrow weapon in this era. It was shorter than ordinary arrows, and the arrowhead was extremely long and sharp, and could stab directly.
It penetrates bones. No wonder even Lin Chaoying's body-protecting Qi couldn't block this sword. In addition, this kind of arrow has a hollow body with small holes, and those who are hit will bleed.
Thinking of this, Murong Fu frowned even more tightly, "I'll help you pull it out, can you bear it?"
Lin Chaoying was silent for a moment. The bones on her shoulder had been pierced. If she forced the arrow to be pulled out, she didn't know what would happen. The entire bone might be pulled out, and her hand would be useless.
"Why, are you afraid of pain?" Murong Fu smiled teasingly, took the sword from her hand, and handed it to her mouth, "Bite this and it won't hurt."
Lin Chaoying rarely disagreed with him and bit the hilt of his sword.
Murong Fu stretched out his hand to tear off the clothes on her shoulders, and suddenly stretched out a sword energy from his fingertips. He calculated the direction of the arrow based on the direction of the tail wing, and then made a slight cut on one side to cut open the skin and flesh.
This must be done, otherwise the whole piece of her flesh will be torn when the arrow is pulled out.
This was the first time for Murong Fu to do such a thing, and he was a little unaccustomed to it. Fortunately, he soon saw the bones inside. Sure enough, cracks had appeared on the bones, and long arrows penetrated deep into them.
Murong Fu frowned, "Please bear with me, I'm about to pull out the arrow."
Lin Chaoying said nothing and secretly carried the true energy to his shoulders to protect his meridians.
"Old Lin, I have a question that I have wanted to ask you for a long time." Murong Fu suddenly said in a confused manner.
Lin Chaoying was stunned and said vaguely, "What?"
"Are you still a virgin?"
"You..." Lin Chaoying's pale face suddenly turned red. As she opened her mouth, the hilt of the sword fell to the ground. But before she could say the next words, a heart-wrenching pain came from her shoulders, and she couldn't help but let out a cry.
Scream.
"Bear it!" Murong Fu shouted in his mouth, twisting the arrowhead slightly and pulling it out. He did not dare to use too much force, but he could not pull out the arrowhead without using force. He could only do it bit by bit.
This was painful for Lin Chaoying. It was not that she had never experienced pain, but she had never experienced pain that penetrated into the bone marrow a few times in her life. She soon became sweating profusely and was in pain. She couldn't bear it anymore and subconsciously
He opened his mouth and bit the arm next to him.
"Hey... be gentle, that's my flesh!" Murong Fu took a breath. In this situation, he couldn't blame her.
The arrow pierced so deep that no matter how hard Murong Fu tried, he could not separate it from the bone. He had no choice but to resort to extreme measures, enlarging the outer wound, then inserting two hands, fixing the position of the bone with one hand and fixing the bone with the other.
Pulling out the arrow, there was a pop and the arrowhead separated from the body.
"Ah!" Lin Chaoying's nose became sour and her tears fell.
Murong Fu looked at the arrow and saw that it was indeed the Phoenix Feather Arrow. The Eight Heroes of the Divine Sword should not be underestimated. Their archery skills were so exquisite that even a master of the True Yuan Realm like Lin Chaoying could hit it.
But now was not the time to study this. Lin Chaoying's wound continued to bleed, and he hurriedly bandaged her to stop the bleeding. In the end, he had to sacrifice a drop of his own blood to feed her.
"What did you feed me?" Lin Chaoying looked at him in astonishment.
Murong Fu smacked his tongue in pain, "If you feel it's dirty, you can spit it out."
Lin Chaoying was silent.
"Let's go. If I had known I shouldn't have brought you out today." Murong Fu complained with some regret, "Can you still leave? You don't want me to carry you back, right?"
Lin Chaoying only lost a lot of blood and the bones on her shoulders were cracked. There was nothing else serious. Hearing this, he stood up and felt a little shy, "Thank you."
Murong Fu was stunned for a moment, "What did you say? I didn't hear it!"
"I said, 'Thank you'." Lin Chaoying repeated it loudly, and walked away in a hurry with quick steps.
"You're just saying thank you, why are you so shy?" Murong Fu murmured and hurriedly followed.
Not long after, the two climbed over the wall and returned to Xiangyang City, but stopped outside the Lu Mansion. They saw a long motorcade parked on the street in front of the Lu Mansion. Each car was filled with sacks. It was roughly estimated that
, no less than a thousand bags, and beside these vehicles stood a group of guards wearing white clothes and carrying swords with indifferent expressions.
Murong Fu's eyes flickered, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and he showed a hint of a smile. It was for no other reason than that these people were the disciples of Lingxiao Pavilion, so what was loaded in the car was the food and grass that Murong Xue had robbed.
At this time, many people had gathered around, pointing at the grain truck.
"Who is so capable that he can transport grain and grass into Xiangyang City?"
"I heard that they belong to a martial arts family, the Murong family in Gusu."
"Murong? Is it Mr. Murong?"
"I don't know. Anyway, I don't have to worry about food and grass in the future."