Luzhangke was still frightened, but before he could recover, two more powerful qi stabs were shot out, one towards his heart and the other towards his lower abdomen. The angle was so tricky that it was impossible to avoid it.
Can be avoided.
These two attacks were done in a hurry, and everyone, including He Biweng and Dongfang Bai, reacted.
"Senior brother!" Hebi Weng shouted, his body flashed, he pounced forward, and swept the deer stick guest away from the place.
At the same time, Dongfang Bai stretched out his hand, already holding the long sword in his hand, and struck out a sword to the right with lightning speed.
Immediately, the long sword seemed to be magnified dozens of times, and a shadow of the giant sword suddenly slashed down.
"Ha," a sudden chuckle came out. In the void in front of Ah Da's "giant sword", a vague figure appeared out of thin air. I saw that shadow fleeting and disappeared, and he avoided it easily.
"The Great Sword".
"Hmph!" Dongfang Bai snorted coldly. Without waiting for the shadow of the giant sword to fall, he flicked his wrist and pointed the sword half a foot to the left of Luzhangke. With a "chi" sound, a sword energy shot out quickly.
out.
The next moment, where the sword energy pointed, the white shadow flashed, then retreated, and a figure appeared about ten feet in front of Dongfang Bai. Who was it if it wasn't Murong Fu?
"Yes, your swordsmanship has reached such a level. You are worthy of being called the 'Eight-Armed Divine Sword' Dongfang Bai!" Murong Fu looked at Dongfang Bai and couldn't help but praise him.
Judging from his two swords just now, Qi Feng Qingyang's swordsmanship is only slightly inferior. Ordinary top masters may not be able to avoid it.
"You're not bad either. Among all the masters I've seen, your Qinggong is enough to rank in the top three." Dongfang Bai nodded slightly and said coldly.
Murong Fu was stunned for a moment and couldn't help asking: "Who else is in the top three besides me?"
Dongfang Bai glanced at Zhang Sanfeng in the distance, his meaning self-evident, and then said: "As for the other person, I'm afraid you may never have the chance to see him."
"So, then the other person is in this tower?" Murong Fu pondered for a long time, then suddenly raised his eyebrows, and a look of surprise flashed across his face.
Dongfang Bai stopped talking. At this time, Luzhangke had already stood up and surrounded Murong Fu with Hebiweng, Ah Er, Ah San and others.
"Murong boy, today is your day to die!" Luzhangke shouted with his face turning red.
In fact, among those present, Luzhangke's martial arts was also one of the best, but Murong Fu chose him to attack first instead of others, forcing him into a state of embarrassment, which naturally made him lose face.
Murong Fu glanced sideways at Luzhangke and said to Dongfang Bai, "You two come together!"
"No need!" Dongfang Bai spat out two words, "I don't like others to 'meddle' in my battle."
"Ah Da, this person is no small matter. Do you want to ruin the princess's important affairs?" Luzhangke shouted.
Dongfang Bai didn't even look at him, "You don't need to worry about my affairs."
"You..." Luzhangke wanted to say more, but he didn't know what he thought of. He rolled his eyes and simply took a few steps back without saying a word.
Dongfang Bai suddenly looked at Murong Fu with burning eyes, "Draw out your sword!"
"Sword?" Murong Fu smiled, "My sword has been released!"
Immediately, I couldn't see how he moved. There was already a light blue energy hanging on the index finger of his right hand, flickering and looking very strange in the night.
Dongfang Baishen's color changed and he said in shock: "You have actually reached the swordless realm?"
"Look again!" Murong Fu chuckled and waved his Shang Yang Sword slightly.
"This is... the legendary best sword in the world, the Six Meridians Divine Sword!" Dongfang Bai finally changed his expression. Danma's whole body momentum changed, and a sword intent shot up into the sky, and his whole body was like a sharp sword.
The sword of nothing.
Ah Er, Ah San, and those with lower internal strength such as the Divine Arrow Hachio behind them were immediately captured by the sword intent and involuntarily stepped back a few feet.
Even Murong Fu was slightly surprised. He originally thought that the so-called "Eight-Armed Divine Sword" was just a little better than ordinary first-class swordsmen, but judging from the current sword intent, it has actually reached the level of a top swordsman. As long as
Given time, it will be easy to advance to the top.
Dongfang Bai seemed to have entered a strange state, with only Murong Fu in his eyes. The aura in his body was rising continuously, and his clothes were rustling. Before he even drew his sword, the momentum was already so terrifying.
Murong Fu asked himself that he was not a villain, but he couldn't help but watch the enemy gather strength. He immediately flicked his finger, "chichi" twice, and fired two different colors of the Six-Mein Divine Sword.
' came out and shot towards the two points where Dongfang Bai's momentum was strongest, the tip of the sword and the top of his head.
I don't know if Dongfang Bai had just finished gathering his strength, or if he had anticipated Murong Fu's plan in advance, and he also took action when the Six Meridians Divine Sword had just been taken.
He flipped his wrist, and a shadow of the previously more solid giant blade slashed out. With this move, he naturally avoided Murong Fu's sword energy.
When Murong Fu saw the shadow of the giant blade, his pupils could not help but shrink slightly. He had seen many martial arts that used his inner strength to condense the shadow of a weapon or even the shadow of a fist and palm. All of them were extremely consuming and had great effects.
It's not bad, this is the first time I've seen something as solid as this.
Taking a slight breath, Murong Fu rubbed his hands together and pulled out of the air with his right hand. Suddenly, a white sword energy hung on the finger of his sword and slashed towards Dongfang Bai's giant sword.
Murong Fu's sword was only about a foot long, which was no longer the same as Dongfang Bai's giant sword. However, when it reached the end of the cut, it surged into the wind. In an instant, it was on par with Dongfang Bai's giant sword, and seemed to be even more powerful.
It has become more solidified, and the sword tip and blade are both clear and invisible, as if they are real.
In an instant, two giant swords crossed each other, and there was a loud clang of gold and iron. The entire Wan'an Temple fell silent at this moment. Until a few breaths passed, Wan'an Temple recovered.
The original "lively".
As for Murong Fu and Dongfang Bai, they both remained motionless as they were when they drew their swords.
"Good opportunity!" Luzhangke secretly thought, raised his hand and Yaoyao struck out with a palm.
But the force of his palm flew to Murong Fu's side. Murong Fu suddenly snorted coldly and struck out with his sword with his backhand. The sword energy in his hand suddenly stretched like a long whip, drawing a semicircle in the air.
The force of Luzhangke's palm was instantly cut in half and then dissipated, but the "long whip" continued to move towards Luzhangke unabated.
The deer stick man's face immediately turned pale, and in a hurry he had to grab the deer head stick behind him to block it, and all his energy surged out.
Although he had extraordinary internal strength and the deer-headed sword was specially made of 'fine' iron, Murong Fu's "long whip" was like paper and was cut into two pieces silently.
However, when the "long whip" reached this point, it seemed that its remaining strength had been exhausted, and it barely scratched across Luzhangke's chest before shrinking back sharply.
Before Luzhangke could show his happy expression, he saw Murong Fu suddenly smile strangely and disappear from the spot.
Luzhangke's expression changed greatly, but because he had exerted too much force just now, he could not summon up his inner strength at the moment, and his reaction was a little slow. The next moment, he felt his body was light, and Murong Fu held his neck with a hand.
"Don't move!" Murong Fu shouted, and Luzhangke immediately did not dare to move, while Hebiweng, who had already stretched out half of his palm, could only forcefully withdraw his palm, groaned, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
"Pfft!" At this moment, Dongfang Bai suddenly vomited a large mouthful of blood, his expression turned pale, and he looked at Murong Fu with a horrified expression, "You... how did you do that?"
"He can be considered a sword fanatic..." Seeing Dongfang Bai's appearance, Murong Fu sighed slightly in his heart and explained: "Actually, my swordsmanship may not be as good as yours, you just lose because of your internal strength."
He didn't lie. Dongfang Bai did lose because of his internal strength. If his internal strength was two-thirds as strong as Murong Fu's, it's really hard to say with just one sword. But even if Dongfang Bai doesn't become a cripple now, he won't be a cripple in this life.
If you make any further progress, for a man who loves swords as much as his life, death will be uncomfortable.
"Is that so..." Dongfang Bai murmured, his figure was like a lightning strike, standing tremblingly on the spot, his expression suddenly looked like crazy, and he laughed loudly, "Hahaha, so it turns out to be like this, hahaha..."
Ah Er and Ah San originally wanted to help Dongfang Bai, but they didn't dare to come forward when they saw his appearance.
Murong Fu shook his head, no longer paying attention to Dongfang Bai, and turned to look at Luzhang Ke in his hand, smiling: "I want the antidote for Shixiang Ruanjin Powder, should you bring it out, or should I find it myself?
"
Luzhangke looked at Murong Fu's kind smile, but his heart couldn't help but tremble. He wanted to agree immediately, but he immediately thought that there were so many eyes staring around him, and if it reached the ears of King Ruyang, there would be no good results, so he immediately
Clench your teeth and say nothing.
"You do have some backbone!" Murong Fu sneered, "Then I can do it myself!" He immediately stretched out his hand and tapped Luzhangke's chest several times to seal his internal energy and limbs.
"Murong Fu, don't hurt my senior brother!" Hebiweng's expression changed and he blurted out, "We will give you the antidote!"
"Junior brother, no!" Luzhangke said hurriedly.
"Senior brother!" He Biweng shook his head, "I believe the prince will not blame you. Just give him the antidote!"
"My silly junior brother, you don't know how many people are staring at our brother's position, hoping that our brother will make a mistake." Luzhangke sighed helplessly.
"Okay, okay, I don't have time to argue with you. I'll count to three. If you don't hand over the antidote, you'll die!" Murong Fu said impatiently.
Although he restrained Luzhangke, he just 'touched' that Luzhangke had a lot of 'medicine' bottles with him. He didn't have time to identify them one by one, so he had to 'hand over' them himself.
"one!"
"two!"
Before the word "three" came out of his mouth, Luzhangke hurriedly said: "Stop counting, I'll give it to you."
"That's ridiculous!" Murong Fu chuckled, stretched out his hand to untie his Jianjing 'point', and said, "Take it out."
Luzhangke hesitated, then reached into his pocket and pulled out a small yellow bottle.
Murong Fu took the bottle of medicine, but Ma flipped his hand and touched Luzhangke's nose.
Luzhangke was startled, "What are you doing?"
"Nothing!" Murong Fu chuckled, "It's just for inspection first."
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