But because his right fist was too powerful, it hit an empty space again, and his body moved forward involuntarily.
Dongfang Bubai suddenly raised his left palm, and with a "swipe" sound from the cuff, a red ribbon flew out and wrapped around Murong Fu's right arm like lightning.
Murong Fu was slightly startled. It was obviously the first time he saw a strange weapon like a ribbon. Then a powerful force came from the ribbon. He could no longer stand and was thrown away.
Dongfang Bubai, on the other hand, used his strength to straighten up and retract the ribbon at the same time.
It's a long story, but it's really just a matter of seconds.
"Little thief Murong!"
"Brother Murong!"
When Yuan Ziyi and Zhou Zhiruo saw Murong Fu being thrown away, they were so frightened that their hearts rose to their throats. After all, it was a cliff of ten thousand feet. No matter how high your martial arts skills were, they would become meat cakes if they fell.
At this critical moment, Murong Fu suddenly flipped over in the air, raised his right hand slightly, and drew distantly at a large rock on the cliff not far away.
Dongfang Bubai was stunned for a moment, but when he saw that Murong Fu's body not only did not fall, but gradually approached the cliff, he understood immediately, snorted coldly, shook his body, and slapped the boulder with his palm.
The next moment, there was a loud "bang" sound that shook the mountain top, and the boulder fell into pieces. A boulder weighing three to four hundred kilograms was actually smashed into pieces by Dongfang Bubai Shengsheng's palm.
But before a smile appeared on his face, his complexion suddenly changed drastically, and a more powerful suction force acted on him.
Murong Fu, who was hanging in the air at this time, also broke out in cold sweat on his forehead. Although he suddenly thought of the reciprocal effects of force in later generations of physics, this was the world of martial arts after all, and he usually used Beiming Magic to attract objects.
, now it is trying to suck itself in. It is hard to say whether it can succeed.
Dongfang Bubai was sucked by Murong Fu, and he was caught off guard. He stumbled and fell out of the cliff. Murong Fu used this force to fly towards the cliff.
The two bodies passed each other in the air. Dongfang Bubai threw the ribbon again and wrapped it around Murong Fu's waist. But this time, Murong Fu, who was on guard, would let him succeed. His whole body was shocked, and the ribbon was shattered to pieces.
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"Huh, if we want to die together, we must live together." Dongfang Bubai had no choice but to stretch out his right hand and put his arm around Murong Fu's waist without any explanation. The reason why he said this was to warn Murong Fu that if you make trouble again, you will
They died together.
At this moment, their eyes dimmed slightly and were covered by a large shadow.
Before the two of them could react, they heard a very arrogant voice laughing: "You two should both die!"
This shadow turned out to be a huge boulder about ten feet in size. It seemed that someone had pushed it with extremely strong force. The purpose was very clear, to push Murong Fu and Dongfang Bubai down the cliff together.
In the midst of the lightning and flint, Murong Fu and Dongfang Bubai reached out and struck out at the same time. The boulder paused for a moment and then shattered. However, the two of them also fell back a few feet as a result, and they could no longer return to the cliff with no focus.
The rubble fell into the abyss.
"Young Master!" Suddenly, a shrill scream came from the four Lianxing girls who saw Murong Fu being pushed off the cliff from a distance.
Feng BoEye suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were red, and his aura was getting stronger and weaker. It was obvious that he had to wake up forcefully without making a breakthrough.
"Yang Xiao!" The four Lianxing girls looked at Yang Xiao fiercely and shouted with gritted teeth.
It turns out that the person who just pushed the boulder was Yang Xiao, the left envoy of the Light.
At this time, the leaders of various factions also stopped and looked at Yang Xiao. Compared with Murong Fu's life and death, everyone was more shocked by Yang Xiao's strength. The weight of the huge stone just now weighed at least two thousand kilograms.
Master Kongwen's internal strength may not be enough to lift someone up and hit someone, but in Yang Xiao's hands, he can lift two great masters off the cliff with ease. How high is Yang Xiao's martial arts?
None of them knew that what Yang Xiao relied on was nothing more than a two-level world shift.
After Feng BoE woke up, he looked like a hungry wolf. He jumped across the battlefield of disciples and stared directly at Yang Xiao. Without saying a word, he struck out.
"Yang Xiao, I will make your Mingjiao bleed like a river today!" The cold and cold voices of the four Lianxing girls spread throughout Guangmingding.
At this time, even under the scorching sun, everyone could still feel a deep cold gradually spreading.
Immediately, four green figures were seen rising up from the ground, instantly leaping into the crowd of the Ming Cult. The sword energy was flowing horizontally, the cold light flashed quickly, and with one strike of the sword, three or four people were killed. Wherever the four women passed, there were only
Bodies littered the ground.
The disciples of the six major sects seemed to be frightened by the murderous intent of the four women. They froze on the spot and did not dare to step forward. Finally, an unknown person shouted, "Don't let these demon sect monsters escape!"
Only then did everyone react, and in the blink of an eye they were fighting with the Mingjiao disciples again.
"This time, you're the dead monster!" Murong Fu said with a wry smile as he looked at the rising cliff scenery, with a very complicated expression, including regret, nostalgia, and resentment...
On the other hand, Dongfang Bubai's expression was very calm, but his hands involuntarily wrapped around Murong Fu's waist.
At the moment when they both perished, Murong Fu had no intention to care about this. The whistling wind came to his ears, and Murong Fu's heart sank. He had not touched the ground for so long, and his hope of living became even slimmer.
Ever since he came to this world, he had begun to plan carefully. After ten years of hard work, in the end, he died inexplicably without even raising the flag of righteousness. All his grand plans for hegemony and world supremacy came to nothing.
Although the Murong family is now prosperous and their hidden strength is comparable to that of a country, Murong Fu knows that as long as he dies, something big will happen...
"Alas..." Murong Fu glanced at the cliff a few feet away unwillingly, and sighed bitterly again.
"What, are you afraid of death?" Dongfang Bubai suddenly asked softly.
"Nonsense, who is not afraid of people..."
Before the word "death" came out of his mouth, Murong Fu's voice suddenly paused, and then he stammered: "You...your voice...how..."
Just now, Dongfang Bubai's voice was soft and gentle, as gentle as water, and it turned out to be an extremely pleasant female voice.
For the first time, a look of regret appeared in Dongfang Bubai's eyes, and he murmured: "You are the only person in the world who knows my true identity. Maybe no one will know my true identity in the future..."
"Look, look, what is that?" Suddenly, Murong Fu pointed at a cliff about ten feet below and shouted excitedly.
Dongfang Bubai looked down and saw an old pine protruding from the gap in the cliff. The tree body stretched two feet across, and the vertical distance from the two of them was only ten feet.
Suddenly he felt a heat on his waist, and a pair of big hands began to fumble around his waist. Dongfang Bubai immediately shouted angrily, "What are you doing?"
"Stop talking nonsense, let me lend you your belt!" Murong Fu retorted matter-of-factly, and without stopping, he quickly took off Dongfang Bubai's belt.
Dongfang Bubai opened his mouth, but said nothing. A subtle blush flashed across his face, but at this time Murong Fu was busy untying his belt, staring at Lao Song tightly, and didn't even notice.
With a "pop" sound, Murong Fu attached his inner strength to his belt and threw it towards Lao Song. The belts of the two of them together were about ten feet long and were tied to the branch.
However, the two fell with such great force and the branches were very slender, so the result was not difficult to predict. Sure enough, there was only a "creak" sound, and the branch broke as soon as the belt was tightened.
However, Murong Fu was not surprised but happy. He did not expect this tree to be able to hang the two of them, but with this leverage point, they could change their falling direction.
But the two of them were seen falling gradually closer to the cliff. After a while, they were only half a foot away from the cliff.
Murong Fu looked happy, stretched out his hands, and struck downwards several times with "bang bang bang" palms, and his descending speed gradually slowed down.
However, the moment he touched the cliff, his legs were still numb from the shock and he couldn't exert any strength. He could no longer control his body and rolled down.
In the midst of his busy schedule, Murong Fu covered his face with one hand and Dongfang Bubai in his arms with the other.
After rolling for about a quarter of an hour, the two finally landed with a "bang". Murong Fu felt like stars were shining in his eyes, and he seemed to have touched a soft place before he fell into coma. It was soft and slippery...
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I don't know how long it took, but Murong Fu woke up leisurely and subconsciously made a "carp thrust", but only halfway through, he fell back to the ground and felt indescribable pain and stinging all over his body.
Murong Fu was startled and regained his consciousness. When he lowered his head, he saw some rags hanging sparsely on his body. The cloth was exactly what he had been wearing before. It must have been torn to pieces when he rolled down the cliff.
A chill hit him. Murong Fu raised his head and looked around. It was a small valley. The valley was completely white and covered with thick snow. However, the place where he was lying was an open space under a tree. It seemed that someone had occupied it.
Cleaned up.
"Human?" Murong Fu was stunned, and then his expression changed slightly, "Where is Dongfang Bubai?"
You can see the end of this valley at a glance, and there is no shadow of Dongfang Bubai at all. "Has he already left? Humph, the dead demon, after all, we have shared the hardships together, and he left without saying a word!"
Murong Fu muttered angrily, in fact, if Dongfang Bubai was really here, he would be uneasy, because he just checked and found that his Dantian was empty, without any internal energy, and there were many places on his body.
If the bones and muscles are injured, it is not an exaggeration to say that the person is helpless.
This situation naturally reminded him of the Marrow Cleansing Sutra. This technique is very self-inflicted. It can only play a small role in strengthening the body when practiced normally. But once the body is injured, practicing such a technique can actually reap rewards.
Unexpected miraculous effect.
As soon as he thought of it, Murong Fu moved his body slightly, sat up cross-legged, and performed the Marrow Cleansing Sutra according to the method in the scripture.
After a cup of tea, Murong Fu's Dantian felt slightly warm, and then a stream of heat surged out of his limbs and quickly flowed towards the injured bones.
Murong Fu was very familiar with this scene, a flash of fear flashed in his eyes, and then he gritted his teeth tightly, but the next moment, he still screamed "ah".
This cry lasted for a stick of incense, until his forehead was covered with sweat, his face turned pale, and his lips were bitten with blood, and he stopped exercising. (To be continued)