Seeing that it was almost done, Murong Fu snorted coldly, pushed forward with both hands, and hundreds of arrows flew straight forward and backwards. The momentum was amazing.
Murong Fu moved and followed the arrow forward.
In the blink of an eye, there was a chaotic sound of "Puff, Puff, Puff", and the arrows that blocked Murong Fu's front were bounced away one after another. Immediately, many guards fell to the ground after being hit by arrows. Although the arrows had their tails in front, Murong Fu's world was greatly moved.
The power was so great that it was no different from an arrow with the tip in front. It was so sharp that the guards of the Qing army hurriedly avoided it.
Murong Fu opened the way with arrows and soon broke out of the encirclement. He was about to break out of the encirclement completely when suddenly Zhao Liangdong shouted loudly, "Pull the net, don't let him escape!"
The guard in front of Murong Fu immediately pulled up a rope to the ground. Suddenly, several giant nets with no visible material came over Murong Fu, and a long layer of netting was also instantly pulled up on the ground.
Murong Fu was slightly startled, it was really a dragnet. I don’t know who came up with this idea, but he even used this method. Seeing that the net had reached his head, Murong Fu immediately came back to his senses, and there was a white light between his hands.
There was a flash, a few "swishing, swishing, swishing" sounds, and several sword energy strikes.
What made Murong Fu stunned was that the sword energy hit the giant black web but failed to break it.
But after this moment of delay, the silk screen was already covering their heads. The guards were overjoyed, and Zhao Liangdong also shouted, "Get on the chain!"
There were several strange sounds of "clang, bang, bang, clang", and several soldiers came out carrying several iron chains. Murong Fu took a look, and a strange color flashed in his eyes. These iron chains were exactly the same as the ones that tied Obei back then.
But at this moment, he was trapped in the net, and he didn't care about so many things. He held the sword technique with both hands, and the sword fingers kept changing.
Zhao Liangdong seemed to suddenly remember something and shouted again, "Set an arrow and shoot him to death!"
"Chi chi chi" several times, the sound was loud and powerful. It was obviously a heavy crossbow that was more powerful than ordinary bows and arrows. However, compared with the previous rain of arrows, only a few arrows were shot at Murong Fu at this time. After all, there were still many arrows around Murong Fu.
There were many soldiers pulling the nets.
In the blink of an eye, the arrow arrived in front of Murong Fu, but Murong Fu seemed unaware. Suddenly, the sword technique in his hand changed, and a milky white sword energy appeared on his fingertips. Then Murong Fu made a big circle with his right hand on his chest, "
With a few bang bang bang sounds, the arrow was shot down, and the giant net was also cut open.
Just as Murong Fu was about to take action, he heard a "pop" and felt a sudden and heartbreaking pain in his right chest.
He turned his head and looked, and saw that an arrow shot through his right chest from the back. At this moment, half of the arrow emerged from the chest, with a trace of blood.
Murong Fu turned around and glanced at Zhao Liangdong coldly, his eyes as if he were looking at a dead person. Zhao Liangdong suddenly felt chills all over his body, he opened his mouth, but he swallowed the attack command he was about to issue.
Murong Fu's body was shaken with internal energy, and the arrow hanging on his body was shattered into two pieces, flying forward and backward respectively, and blood spurted out from the wound.
After using his skills to stop the bleeding, Murong Fu swayed and disappeared from the place again, but a white shadow was seen walking towards the seaside at an extremely fast speed.
Zhao Liangdong came back to his senses, a fierce look flashed across his face, "Chase, don't let him run away!"
The guards hurriedly chased after him, but they could not catch up with Murong Fu's speed, and he disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Zhao Liangdong looked a little depressed. If he allowed Murong Fu to escape, especially with that terrifying look before, he would definitely be retaliated against later. For a moment, he felt indescribably helpless.
Murong Fu was originally kind to him. With his character, he would never do such a thing to repay a favor with revenge. However, one night before, Wei Xiaobao suddenly found him and brought out the emperor's imperial edict, asking them to lay a dragnet.
, killed Murong Fu in the battle of Shenlong Island.
On the one hand, it was the emperor's imperial edict, and on the other hand, he was somewhat benevolent to Murong Fu. Zhao Liangdong also felt sad, but after Wei Xiaobao's persuasion, he made up his mind to deal with Murong Fu.
If Murong Fu, a top master in the world of martial arts, escapes now, I am afraid he will have to live on tenterhooks in the future.
Zhao Liangdong was thinking wildly when suddenly a soldier came to report: "Sir, Master Murong... the rebels jumped into the sea from the south and escaped!"
Zhao Liangdong came back to his senses, his face uncertain, and after a while he said: "Immediately send a clipper to chase, and at the same time send a signal to General Shi to intercept along the way!"
The soldier looked hesitant, and after a while he said, "Sir, do we really want to do this?"
"What?" Zhao Liangdong was stunned.
The soldier plucked up the courage and said: "Although I don't know why the emperor wants to kill this Lord Murong, this Lord Murong was also kind to us in the past, and his martial arts is so high. If we can't chase him to death, all the brothers will... all
There are old people at the top and young people at the bottom..."
Zhao Liangdong sighed bitterly in his heart, how could I not know it? Just when he was about to reprimand him, the soldier whispered: "Sir, anyway, we have tried our best, and we have done our best... I will let other adults do the rest.
Just worry about it..."
Zhao Liangdong's eyes lit up. Although it was not a good idea, it was still a way of repaying Murong Fu's previous kindness. He immediately said loudly: "Murong, the old thief, is too good at martial arts. Our dragnet didn't capture him, and he finally turned towards the east.
Escaped from the sea!"
On Shenlong Island, dozens of people gathered in the Shenlong Sect's main hall. Wang Biao and Su Quan led the top leaders of the Shenlong Sect to confront Yuan Chengzhi and others. In addition to the people brought by Yuan Chengzhi before, there were actually more people.
There were several people, and Taoist Mu Sang was among them.
Just listen to a bearded man on Yuan Chengzhi's side say: "Huh, your Shenlong Sect is already surrounded by the Qing army. Without the help of our Golden Snake Battalion, it is impossible to get through this level, and our requirements are not high."
, as long as the Shenlong Sect surrenders to the Golden Snake Camp, I will treat you as brothers from now on, what's wrong with that!"
Except for Su Quan, the senior leaders of the Shenlong Cult all had expressions of excitement and then some hesitation. However, Su Quan was absent-minded and had a worried look in his eyes. Wang Biao retorted, "This sect understands the good intentions of your camp."
However, even if we all die in battle, we will not surrender to any other force! You can leave at any time if you want, but we will not send you far away!"
But he was secretly cursing in his heart, hmph, what a bullshit Golden Snake Camp, they are just a bunch of rabble, they also want to regain the power of the Murong family, they are really brave, they are just a young master... Sigh.
At this time, two days had passed since Murong Fu went to sea to go to the Qing army's commander's camp. Unexpectedly, after Murong Fu left that day, the Qing army not only did not retreat, but also attacked more fiercely. Everyone on Shenlong Island was stunned and confused, and Murong Fu could not leave.
After returning, everyone’s hearts kept sinking. (To be continued)