At this time, Kudu Tuo's expression was unknown under his black mask, but his hands in his sleeves were entangled together. He had moved too much just now, but Zhao Min noticed something strange.
"Ah!" Kutoutuo was slightly startled, but immediately calmed down and made a few random gestures.
Zhao Min nodded indifferently and turned to look at the field.
Although Yang Xiao was highly skilled in martial arts, he had fought with Zhou Zhiruo before, so he was already at a disadvantage after just a few dozen moves. Suddenly, with a pop, Yang Xiao was hit with a palm in the chest and his body flew backwards.
"Hmph, I originally thought highly of you, but it's a pity that you are too smart!" Murong Fu didn't wait for Yang Xiao's body to fall to the ground, then he bullied Yang Xiao and struck out with two palms.
"Poof", as soon as Yang Xiao landed on the ground, he vomited a large mouthful of blood and looked sluggish.
Murong Fu was about to add another palm to finish it off, when a gray shadow flashed before his eyes, and a figure appeared, it was Wei Yixiao.
Murong Fu paused for a moment, but in less than a moment, Wei Yixiao grabbed Yang Xiao on the ground and jumped several feet away in the blink of an eye.
"Want to leave? You all stay with me!" Murong Fu snorted coldly, opened his hand to grab it, and stood up from the ground. But at this moment, a strong wind came from the thorn.
Murong Fu's backhand without even thinking about it was a palm, and with a "pop" sound, what surprised him was the depth of the person's internal strength, which was not weaker than Zhou Zhiruo's. Since there was no point of focus in the air, his body immediately fell back to the ground.
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He raised his eyes and saw that it was Zhang Wuji. After this delay, Wei Yixiao and the two had already disappeared. Of course, they could catch up if they chased them now, but they couldn't leave Zhou Zhiruo here.
"Master Murong..."
Zhang Wuji had a guilty look on his face and was about to say something, but Murong Fu interrupted: "Okay, there's no need to say more. For Master Ling's sake, I won't argue with you this time, but if anything happens,
Times, hum!"
Murong Fu took a deep look at Zhang Wuji, and a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes. Originally, part of the reason why he killed Zhang Wuji so decisively just now was to help Zhang Wuji gain power in the Ming Cult. But now it seems that Zhang Wuji really can't help him.
Murong Fu sighed slightly in his heart, then turned to look at Zhou Zhiruo, "Zhiruo, let's go!"
Zhou Zhiruo frowned slightly, looking like he was hesitating to speak.
"Hmph, you can come and leave whenever you want, and you want to take away my guests. What do you think of my Ruyang Palace?" It was Zhao Min who said.
"Why, Miss Zhao has other opinions?" Murong Fu raised his brows slightly, and a hint of ambiguity flashed in his eyes, and his meaning was self-evident.
"You..." Zhao Min was immediately furious. He pointed at Murong Fu and finally snorted, "You can leave, and Zhou Zhiruo can leave, but this person named Zhang must stay!"
Murong Fu spread his hands and said, "Then it's none of my business. You continue, I'll leave first!"
After speaking, he took Zhou Zhiruo's hand, but Zhou Zhiruo's face hesitated slightly, but he did not move.
Murong Fu was stunned, "What's wrong?"
"Master... they are still locked up here..." Zhou Zhiruo said.
Murong Fu frowned slightly, relaxed it after a while, and shook his head slightly.
Zhou Zhiruo paused for a moment, then gritted his teeth, nodded, and left with Murong Fu.
Zhang Wuji was not dissatisfied at all with Murong Fu's indifference. After all, he had previously repaid a favor and attacked Murong Fu. It was probably his fault first.
As soon as Murong Fu left, Xuanming and Xuanming stood on the left and right sides of Zhang Wuji. Kutoutuo followed immediately, and the three of them formed a corner-shaking posture and surrounded Zhang Wuji.
Zhang Wuji took a closer look at Xuan Ming and the two elders. Their figures gradually overlapped with the devilish figure in his mind that had been haunting him for many years. Suddenly, a feeling of depression suddenly appeared in his heart, "I recognize you, you were the ones who will be here back then."
I kidnapped him and gave me a Xuanming Divine Palm, which caused me to go through many hardships and also caused great damage to Grand Master’s real power!”
"Young man has a good memory!" Luzhangke smiled sinisterly, "So what!"
"Hmph!" Zhang Wuji swiped his palms in the air, and immediately two powerful waves of strength rushed towards Xuan Ming and Xuan Ming.
The two elders Xuan Ming were also frightened. Although this boy had mediocre martial arts, his masculine inner strength was the nemesis of the Xuan Ming Divine Palm. He immediately did not dare to be careless, his sleeves fluttered, his palms stood up, and in the blink of an eye they turned blue-black, and the same two
An extremely cold force shot towards Zhang Wuji.
As soon as the palms of both sides came into contact, there was a slight popping sound, like pouring water into boiling oil, which was unpleasant and harsh.
Zhang Wuji's internal energy was much deeper than that of the two elders. After a while, the blue and black energy was completely exhausted, but most of Zhang Wuji's energy was also consumed. The two elders Xuan Ming immediately struck out two more palms to disperse it.
As for Kutoutuo, he stood beside Zhang Wuji and showed no signs of taking action.
Zhang Wuji missed a hit, and his brain calmed down slightly. He knew that this was not the time to settle accounts with these two old monsters, and he didn't see how he moved. His body suddenly rose up from the ground, leaping four to five feet high, and right in the air.
As soon as he put his foot on the instep of his left instep, his body flipped out of the air, flickered a few times, and disappeared.
"It's not that easy!" Luzhangke snorted coldly and started to chase after him.
Zhao Min suddenly said: "Master Lu, there is no need to chase!"
"But if they are allowed to run out, the secrets of Wan'an Temple will inevitably be exposed, and then everyone in the capital will swarm in." Luzhangke said with a hint of doubt.
"Yes, Princess, in this case we must either transfer the people from the six major sects, or send a large army to guard it!" Hebi Weng also said.
Zhao Min pursed his lips and smiled, "It doesn't matter. If you let Murong Fu go, the secrets of Wan'an Temple will be exposed. Can you keep Murong Fu?"
The faces of the two elders, Xuanming and Ming, turned slightly red, and Luzhangke said calmly: "Then whether we move or send an army here is entirely up to the princess to decide."
Zhao Min smiled and said nothing, then suddenly turned to look at Ku Toutuo, "What do you think, Master Ku?"
"Ah..." Kudutuo gestured in sign language for a while.
"You mean you can send someone to find out their whereabouts first, and then make a decision?" Zhao Min said with some surprise, and nodded slightly after a while, "That's fine, then I'll leave this matter to Master Ku!"
Kutoutuo nodded, straightened up, and left Wan'an Temple.
"Princess, do we really have to wait?" Luzhangke asked.
"Yes, wait!" Zhao Min smiled mysteriously, as if he was confident, "I have already informed my father about this matter, and invited experts to guard it. The more fish that have slipped through the net of the six major sects, the better!"
"The princess is talking about that person!" Elder Xuan Ming was startled for a moment, then seemed to think of something, his expression suddenly changed, and he said in surprise.
Zhao Min nodded and smiled without saying a word.
At this time, on a Chang'an Street a few miles away from Wan'an Temple, Murong Fu was walking leisurely, while Zhou Zhiruo behind him followed suit, looking very preoccupied.
"Are you blaming me for not saving your master?" Murong Fu suddenly asked.
"Ah!" Zhou Zhiruo came back to her senses and shook her head slightly, "No, Brother Murong must have his reasons for doing this."
"Hey!" Murong Fu chuckled lightly, reached out and flicked Zhou Zhiruo's nose, and said with a smile: "When did the little girl learn to lie!"
"Brother Murong, I..."
"Needless to say!" Murong Fu interrupted her and said, "I know that extinction is indeed good to you, but we can't save you now, and we can't save you!"
"Why, Brother Murong's martial arts skills are unparalleled in the world. He rescued Zhiruo without any effort, and saved Master and the others..." Zhou Zhiruo's voice weakened, "It shouldn't be difficult at all!"
"Do you think Wan'an Temple is really that simple?" Murong Fu smiled, and his expression gradually became serious, "There are at least a hundred martial arts masters and strong archers lurking around the Thousand Buddha Pagoda. The reason why Zhao Min can easily
Let us leave just because there is no harm in saving you alone. If we want to bring out the entire Emei sect, it is impossible."
Although he really didn't want to save the people of the six major sects, he didn't lie to Zhou Zhiruo. There were many powerful auras hidden around the Thousand Buddhas Pagoda, and the closer he got to the tower, the colder he felt on his back.
, had an ominous premonition, and because of this, he saved Zhou Zhiruo and left without causing any trouble.
"Yes, that Miss Zhao seems to be very special to Brother Murong!" Zhou Zhiruo suddenly said quietly.
Murong Fu immediately looked stern, "Zhiruo, don't think nonsense, I have nothing to do with Miss Zhao!"
Zhou Zhiruo snorted softly, "I didn't say you two were related!"
However, a rage suddenly emerged in his heart, "That witch should be killed today!"
Murong Fu suddenly felt a chill coming down his back. He paused and looked back, only to see Zhou Zhiruo still looking charming.
"What's wrong?" Zhou Zhiruo asked.
"Oh, it's nothing!" Murong Fu replied, secretly suppressing the doubts in his heart.
At this moment, a voice suddenly came, "Mr. Murong, Mr. Murong..."
Murong Fu raised his eyes and saw a figure leaping up from the distance, it was Zhang Wuji.
Zhang Wuji came to Murong Fu and bowed his hands, "Mr. Murong, Wuji wants to talk to you about something."
Murong Fu turned around and glanced around, then pointed at a tavern on the side of the road, "Sit inside."
The three of them sat down and the waiter brought the food and wine. Murong Fu asked, "What do you want to talk about?"
Zhang Wuji poured two glasses of wine and handed one to Murong Fu, "I hope Brother Murong will forgive Wuji for his previous rude offense."
Now that there are no outsiders around, he calls him by the same name again.
Murong Fu shook his head, took the glass and drank it down in one gulp, "It's nothing. You are their leader, so it is reasonable to take action."
Zhang Wuji looked happy, and then said: "Mr. Yang Zuo attacked Brother Murong first. It was his fault. Now he has learned a lesson. I wonder if Brother Murong can..."
"This is impossible!" Murong Fu interrupted him with a wave of his hand, "The hatred of life and death can be resolved with just a few injuries."
Zhang Wuji's face was slightly dull, but he couldn't say any more, so he said instead: "This time the Mingjiao came to save the six major sects. I wonder if Brother Murong can stop causing trouble to Yang Zuoshi?"