Zhang Wuji is much rougher than Zhang Sanfeng. Each palm is powerful and powerful, but often the effect after the palm is struck is not as good as Zhang Sanfeng's. It is obvious that the internal force control is far from enough.
In addition, Yang Xiao and Wei Yixiao were also in the crowd. Wei Yixiao relied on his body skills to come and go without a trace, weaving in and out of the crowd, and every time he stopped, he would take away a life.
Yang Xiao, on the other hand, seemed to be struggling because he had not yet recovered from his injuries, so his moves were not smooth and he was surrounded by five or six lamas.
What surprised Murong Fu was that Zhou Zhiruo and Huo Qingtong were also in the crowd. They were holding long swords and their clothes were fluttering, like a sword dance. Anyone who saw the two female monks could not help but be stunned for a moment, and then
With a "poof", his life was taken away.
For a time, the two women were like two female Shura, constantly harvesting the enemy's lives.
However, Baimei, whom I saw yesterday, was not in the crowd.
All the masters from the Ruyang Palace, including the two elders Xuan Ming, Ah Da, Er, Ah San and others, stood in front of the Thousand Buddha Pagoda with their hands folded in front of their chests, looking at the scene with indifferent expressions.
Murong Fu raised his head and looked at the sky, and suddenly he felt doubtful. This was the wrong time. It was only Xu hour, but the time he had made an appointment with Zhang Sanfeng was Hai hour.
"Is it your fault?" Murong Fu turned to look at Zhao Min and asked.
Zhao Min raised his chin slightly, "So what?"
"Huh, it must be someone from the Ming Cult who has committed a traitor!" Murong Fu is not stupid either. It is not enough to say that Zhao Min can guess today's plan. After all, with her wisdom, she can deduce Tai Tai with some clues.
many things,
But she could even calculate the time so accurately, and she also used some strategy to let Zhang Sanfeng and others take action in advance. Apart from someone who tipped them off, Murong Fu couldn't think of any other possibility.
The only people who knew the plan that day were Zhang Wuji's Ming Cult, a mixed group of dragons and snakes, who were most likely to have a traitor.
Zhao Min glanced at Murong Fu in surprise, "So what, I dragged you here on purpose, not to save your life, but you didn't know what to do."
Murong Fu snorted coldly, "Thank you for your kindness, but do you really think that these people alone can defeat us?"
Zhao Min pursed his lips and said, "I hope you won't regret it!"
Murong Fu stopped paying attention to her and turned to look at the field. The Mingjiao didn't know if it was because of their vitality. Only seventy or eighty people came for this operation, and only half of them were dead. As for Zhang Sanfeng and other masters, they were invincible.
, but when manpower is limited, it will ultimately be unable to defeat a wheel battle.
At this moment, a slightly angry voice suddenly came, "What's going on? Didn't you agree to do it at this time? Why didn't you inform me beforehand?"
The voice sounded like the white-browed old man I met yesterday.
Zhao Min's expression changed slightly, while Murong Fu felt slightly happy. He turned around and followed the voice, and saw that the white-browed old Taoist was leading thirty or forty people. About ten of them were Emei disciples, and the others were
Kunlun Sect, Kongtong Sect, etc., except Wudang Sect, all six major sects are here.
"Brother Yuan is here just in time!" Zhang Sanfeng's loud voice like a bell echoed throughout the audience.
"Hmph!" Bai Mei snorted coldly, turned to the side and said: "Disciples of all sects, your elders and brothers from the same sect are imprisoned in the tower in front. I don't need to say anything more now.
Bar."
"Thank you, senior, for telling me."
"I'm going to kill all these Mongolian Tatars."
"Yes, kill all the Mongolian Tatars and rescue the leader."
…
For a moment, the crowd became excited, and they all drew their weapons and charged into the crowd.
"Murong boy, what do you mean?" Baimei flashed to Murong Fu's side, glanced at Zhao Min, and shouted to Murong Fu, with a very unkind look on his face.
Murong Fu smiled bitterly, "We will discuss this later. Let's first find a way to get the antidote to Shixiang Ruanjin Powder and rescue the people from each sect."
"Humph, this was originally your mission, why don't you still want me to complete it for you?"
"Of course I don't dare bother my seniors with my own affairs." Murong Fu smiled sarcastically.
"Humph!" Baimei glared at Murong Fu, flashed slightly, and rushed into the crowd.
"You can take care of yourself!" Murong Fu waved his hand and sent Zhao Min away with a force of his palm. Whether it was intentional or not, the place where Zhao Min landed was exactly where the archers from Ruyang Palace were gathered.
"Murong Fu, Murong Fu..." Zhao Min called twice, but Murong Fu disappeared. He couldn't help stamping his little feet and said to himself: "You are the one who wants to die, it is none of my business...
…”
"Sister, what's wrong with you?" Suddenly a young man's voice came, and the soldiers behind made way for a man with a strong build and delicate features to walk out.
Zhao Min looked back at the young man and shouted: "Brother, why are you here?"
It turned out that this man was Zhao Min's brother, Wang Baobao.
Wang Baobao rolled his eyes and said, "Minmin, you were the one who originally planned this, but it turned out that you were lucky and ended up wandering off somewhere. I had no choice but to send me to top the tank."
"Who asked you to mind your own business?" Zhao Min glared at him and said nothing.
At this time, a white line passed through the scene, but the sky was dim, so no one noticed this strange scene.
"Brother, do you think it's time for us to take action? If these monks suffer too many casualties, I'm afraid it won't be easy to deal with them." Hebiweng looked at Luzhangke and asked.
"That's not possible. Our mission is to guard the main gate of the Thousand Buddha Pagoda." Luzhangke pondered for a long time before shaking his head and saying.
Hebiweng said: "What are you afraid of? Everyone in the tower has taken Shixiang Ruanjinsan. Even if someone sneaks in, we can't bring them out."
Luzhangke was also a little moved. After all, there were not many opportunities to make meritorious deeds. Whether it was Zhang Sanfeng, Zhang Wuji, Yang Xiao, Wei Yixiao and others, as long as they could win one, it would be a great achievement. Then he turned to look at a face
Indifferent Ada asked, "What do you think, Mr. Dongfang?"
Dongfang's eyes flashed coldly, "My name is Ada now, not Mr. Dongfang."
Luzhangke's face flashed with anger, but he thought of something, and his expression returned to normal, "I wonder what Mr. Ada thinks?"
"The task I received is to guard this 'door' and never leave it." Dongfang Bai replied coldly.
"Hmph, what's the air about..." Luzhangke snorted secretly, winked at Hebiweng, and the two of them stood back motionless.
At this moment, Luzhangke felt a chill coming from the bottom of his heart and rolled to the side without thinking.
Suddenly, the place where he was standing suddenly flashed with cold light, and there were two "chichi" sounds, and two bursts of energy passed by him.
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