"Puff, puff, puff!" I remembered an unpleasant and harsh sound, and the claw shadow replenished quickly, but these three energies one after another actually made it cut a gap, and Yang Xiao's body shape and clothes immediately escaped.
Zhou Zhiruo frowned slightly, and made a circle with her hands in the air, half-clasped into claws. A strange scene appeared. Her ten fingers suddenly stretched half an inch, and each of her fingertips had a sharp tip about a foot long.
The claws were crystal white and terrifying.
Except for Murong Fu, everyone present felt a chill in their hearts and couldn't help but think, "Could this woman be a monster?"
"I didn't expect Zhiruo's Nine Yin Manual to have reached such a level!" Murong Fu murmured with a complex expression. Although his own Nine Yin Manual had some mutations, due to the Beiming Divine Skill, it could never be used.
Using its power to the extreme, it is more than inferior to Zhou Zhiruo's Nine Yin Manual.
The Nine Yin Manual is the general outline of Taoist martial arts. It is infinitely mysterious. Everyone’s understanding is different, and the effects of practice will be different. Moreover, if you practice other martial arts, there will be wonderful changes, like Guo Jing’s Nine Yin
The Nine Yin Sutra of Hong Qigong, combined with the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, can make the hardness and softness of the palms changeable. The Nine Yin Sutra of Hong Qigong, combined with the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, has integrated hardness and softness into one body.
Yang Xiao's expression also changed greatly, but after taking a closer look, he breathed a sigh of relief. The same was true for Xuan Ming and the others. It turned out that Zhou Zhiruo did not really grow claws, but accumulated strength in his palms to form
Sharp energy blade.
Even so, Yang Xiao did not dare to be careless. Just from the awe-inspiring aura, he could tell that this "energy blade" was definitely sharper than an ordinary sword blade.
Just as Zhou Zhiruo was about to step forward, Zhang Wuji suddenly jumped out and stood between the two of them, "Miss Zhou, do you have any misunderstandings about Yang Zuoshi?"
"Misunderstanding?" Zhou Zhiruo smiled coldly, "Even if he turns into ashes, I will never misunderstand him!"
Zhang Wuji smiled bitterly, Zhou Zhiruo said so decisively, I'm afraid it was not a misunderstanding, but he still asked without giving up: "I wonder what kind of grudge Miss Zhou has against Yang Zuoshi?"
"Hmph, you don't need to know, get out of the way!" Zhou Zhiruo replied coldly.
"This..." Zhang Wuji hesitated for a moment, "Miss Zhou, we are in Dadu now, can we put aside our grudges for the time being?"
Wei Yixiao stepped forward and said, "Yes, although your martial arts skills are high, little girl, you may not be able to defeat the three of us. If you are seriously injured and fall into the hands of the Mongolian Tatars, with your beautiful little face
I’m afraid it won’t end well!”
Zhang Wuji frowned slightly, obviously a little dissatisfied with Wei Yixiao's words.
When Zhou Zhiruo heard this at first, her face was furious, but immediately she was shocked. It was not because she was really worried about what would happen, but because she remembered that the master and others were still imprisoned in the Thousand Buddha Pagoda.
By exposing her strength, she lost the chance to rescue everyone in Emei. When the time came, Zhou Zhiruo's eyes looked at Yang Xiao as if they were shot out with two almost real cold rays.
Yang Xiao felt a sudden chill in his heart, and with a thought, he hurriedly said: "Since you are so ungrateful, and for the sake of the overall situation, I, the Mingjiao, can only use the more to bully the less, and take you down first!"
"Yang Zuoshi, you can't..." Zhang Wuji frowned and said.
Yang Xiao stepped forward and explained in a low voice: "Leader, this witch has extremely high martial arts skills. It may be difficult for my subordinates to take her down within three hundred moves. But now that we are in the hinterland of Mongolia, it is really not appropriate to delay her!"
"But……"
"Don't worry, leader, we are only temporarily restraining her. We need to leave here first and then worry about it!"
Zhang Wuji hesitated for a long time, and was about to nod when a soft voice came, "What a Mingjiao, what a Yang Xiao, I want to see who dares to touch her!"
Hearing these words, the three members of Mingjiao and the two elders of Xuanming were all stunned, because the voice was so elusive that it seemed to be coming from all directions, making it difficult to grasp.
But Zhao Min and Zhou Zhiruo had different expressions. Zhao Min curled her lips, rolled her eyes at the boss, and snorted inwardly, "Come here, and you're still pretending to be a ghost!"
Zhou Zhiruo looked overjoyed and looked fixedly at the east wall of the Thousand Buddha Pagoda. She heard clearly just now that the sound came from there.
Then there was a sound of wind all around, and a white shadow flashed in the sky, suddenly revealing a white figure with fluttering white clothes, one hand behind his back, and his body slowly fell down.
"Murong...brother!" Zhou Zhiruo murmured, and with a movement of her body, she rushed in front of Murong Fu.
A complex look flashed across Zhang Wuji's face. Now he naturally recognized Murong Fu's identity. It was the boy who taught him exercises on the banks of the Hanshui River to help him resolve the cold poison and encouraged him. However, times have changed, and Yang Xiao is still there.
He once pushed him off a cliff, and the Ming Cult had a life-and-death feud with him.
Yang Xiao's expression changed drastically, and he couldn't help but take two steps back. His face was filled with disbelief. At the same time, he also understood why Zhou Zhiruo had to kill him.
Murong Fu looked at this cold and beautiful face with a hint of haggard, and couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart. He stretched out his hand to touch Zhou Zhiruo's temples, and said with a slight smile: "Silly girl, as long as you don't see my body in the future, don't take it for granted."
I'm dead, you know?"
Zhou Zhiruo's mind was so confused at this moment that she could not hear what he was saying. She leaned forward and fell into Murong Fu's arms, tears rolling down from the corners of her eyes.
"Don't cry, don't cry, I'm back!" Murong Fu comforted softly.
"Hmph!" Seeing the two of them hugging each other as if no one was around, Zhao Min stamped his feet and cursed in a low voice: "A pair of shameless bitches!"
Although her voice was low, everyone present who was not a highly skilled person heard it clearly. Murong Fu's face was not moved at all, but a blush flashed across Zhou Zhiruo's face and she gently pushed Murong away.
He replied, and turned to look at Zhao Min indifferently.
"What are you looking at? You're going to bite me!" Zhao Min put his hands on his hips and looked like he wouldn't give in and fight again.
Murong Fu stretched out his hand to pull Zhao Min behind him, and turned to look at Yang Xiao. The smile on his face became brighter, "Yang Zuoshi, you have been traveling around the world for many years, you should have heard this sentence."
Yang Xiao's face darkened and he said hurriedly: "Murong, that day on Guangmingding, we were enemies. Yang didn't feel that he had done anything wrong, but today, Yang and the leader came to save the six sects.
People from the six major sects have turned their hostility into friendship, don’t you want to be the people from the six major sects?”
"Leader? Save the six sects?" Murong Fu was stunned and looked at Zhang Wuji with doubt in his eyes.
Zhang Wuji nodded immediately, "Yes, Mr. Murong, the Mingjiao came here this time to reconcile with the six major sects and resolve this grudge. Besides..."
"You became the leader of the Ming Cult?" Murong Fu interrupted him impatiently and asked directly.
Zhang Wuji was startled for a moment, then nodded with an unnatural look and said, "Yes, Wuji is not talented. He was elected by Yang Zuoshi and the White-browed Eagle King to be the acting leader. He will only be the leader of the Ming Cult when my adoptive father, the Golden Retriever Lion King, comes back."
Because he was grateful for Murong Fu's kindness, he spoke very sincerely and humbly.
Murong Fu frowned slightly, looked at Yang Xiao, then looked at Wei Yixiao, pondered for a while and then whispered to himself, "I see!"
The Ming Cult has been divided for many years, and three relatively powerful forces have formed. One is the core disciples of the Four Sects of Heaven, Earth, Wind and Thunder led by Yang Xiao, the other is the split-off Sky Eagle Sect, and the last one is the stragglers of the Five Elements Banner. As for Wei
When he smiles, he always looks at Yang Xiaoma.
None of these three parties obeyed the other. Perhaps because of the six major sects' siege of Guangmingding, the three parties finally realized the real crisis and decided to launch a so-called acting leader.
And Zhang Wuji, who happened to meet him, is not only the grandson of the White-browed Eagle King, but also the adopted son of the Golden-haired Lion King. He even had someone who was benevolent to the Five Elements Banner. He is naturally the best candidate. Moreover, with him as the leader, he can also control the world.
Bringing the Eagle Cult back can be said to be a win-win, but in fact it doesn't matter whether he will cause the world to shift.
As for what Yang Xiao said about rescuing the six major sects, Murong Fu would never believe it. After all, after all his troubles, this battle with the Mingjiao was very painful. How could Yang Xiao be the kind of person who repays evil with kindness, while Zhang Wuji just
The product of balancing all parties does not have much real power.
After figuring out the joints, Murong Fu glanced at Zhang Wuji with a smile but not a smile, and then said to Yang Xiao: "Whether you save the six major sects has nothing to do with me, but Yang Xiao will always pay back if he comes out to mess around!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Murong Fu suddenly made a move with his hand, and with a loud "roar", a small wall of golden internal energy hit Yang Xiao.
Yang Xiao had already secretly been on guard against Murong Fu, but upon seeing this situation, his expression changed drastically and his breathing couldn't help but stagnate. At this critical moment, he had no choice but to draw a semicircle with his hands in the air and push forward.
The two sides collided with each other, and there was a rapid chichichi sound, and Yang Xiao stepped back a few steps.
After Murong Fu slapped him, he did not take action immediately, but stood there and looked at Yang Xiao with a smile.
Yang Xiao also didn't expect that Murong Fu's palm could have such power. He immediately gritted his teeth and stamped his feet, his face turned blue, but it was the third level of the Great Shift of the Universe.
Immediately, he relaxed, and most of the golden energy was thrown elsewhere, and the rest was naturally not a problem for him.
However, it was obvious that Yang Xiao had not mastered the Great Shift of the Universe, and even the third level was forced to be used. As soon as the golden energy disappeared, he turned pale and vomited blood.
"Yang Zuoshi!" Zhang Wuji looked startled, then turned around and blocked Yang Xiao behind him, "Mr. Murong, you..."
Murong Fu raised his eyebrows slightly, "You want to be my enemy?"
Zhang Wuji hurriedly shook his head and said, "No, no, no, Master Murong, Zhang Wuji once taught him his merits on the banks of the Hanshui River to continue his life. This kindness has not yet been repaid, so how can he be an enemy of the master!"
"Then get out of the way, I have to take this person's name today!" Murong Fu waved his hand impatiently, and immediately a strong force of energy blew towards Zhang Wuji's body.
But Zhang Wuji's martial arts skills were clearly not comparable to those before, as he actually remained motionless on the spot.
"No wonder you dare to do this. It turns out you have the confidence!" Murong Fu snorted coldly, "You can either come together or get out of the way!"
"Bold, how can I allow you to be so presumptuous in front of Master Zhang!" Wei Yixiao shouted in a sharp voice.
"Humph, come on together!" Murong Fu finally lost his patience, and with a sway, he stepped forward.
Although Wei Yixiao's Qinggong was good, his martial arts was far inferior. How could he dare to confront Murong Fu and let Murong Fu bully him? He immediately moved and disappeared from the spot.
Zhang Wuji was still unwilling to take action with Murong Fu, but he could not let Yang Xiao be killed. This hesitation allowed Murong Fu to go around.
Naturally, Yang Xiao would not sit still and wait for death. When he saw Murong Fu bypassing the two of them, he immediately moved the world to meet them.
For a moment, there was a burst of energy in the field, and the faces of everyone around were slightly stung, and they hurriedly took a few steps away.