"Ahem..." Dai Qisi trembled, coughed violently several times, straightened her clothes, and asked Liuyunshi, "Is the leader of the Persian Archbishop dead?"
The expression of the third envoy changed slightly, and the Liuyun envoy nodded, "Yes, except for you, the whereabouts of the other two saints are unknown."
Dai Qisi had an expected look on her face and remained silent for a moment. She moved lightly and came to Murong Fu, "Mr. Murong, I do hope that Xiao Zhao can be happy, but God does not follow people's wishes. Her fate is...
It has been doomed since birth."
Then he looked at Xiao Zhao and said, "Xiao Zhao, I'm sorry for you as a mother. Not only can I not raise you, but I also shirk my own responsibilities on you."
When she came closer, Murong Fu could see her face clearly. Her eyes were clear and bright, like autumn waves. Her voice was soft and gentle, not as hoarse and unpleasant as before. It seemed that because her appearance had been restored, her speech became smoother.
Much more polite than before.
"Mom..." Xiao Zhao murmured, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably, "You are finally willing to acknowledge me, you are finally willing to acknowledge me..."
If she hadn't been unable to move, she would have thrown herself into Dai Qisi's arms.
"If you hadn't been afraid of death, how could you have harmed Xiao Zhao? What's more..." Murong Fu paused and sneered twice, "I'm afraid you will be disappointed. Xiao Zhao will never be able to repay your debt."
Dai Qisi didn't know why, but she didn't think too much about it. She just thought that Murong Fu was arrogant and crazy, thinking that he could fight against the Persian leader by himself. You must know that the Persian Mingjiao does not have as few masters as the Middle-earth Mingjiao.
Although not all of the Twelve Treasure Tree Kings are good at martial arts, there are a few whose martial arts skills are so high that they are peerless.
"Have you finished your chatter?" Miao Fengzhi glanced at Murong Fu with a gloomy expression and shouted.
"Talk too much!" Murong Fu's face suddenly turned cold, he flicked his fingers, and a strong wind shot out from his fingers.
The Miao Feng user was immediately filled with fear. He turned the Holy Fire Token in his hand and crossed it in front of his chest to block.
There was a "chi" sound, like the sound of metal and iron chiming together, and "sizzling", Miao Fengshi's body actually slid straight out, and it took about ten feet to stop.
Liuyunshi and Huiyueshi looked at each other, their expressions were indescribably solemn. Others didn't know it clearly, but they knew that Miaofengshi had the deepest inner strength among the three. Unexpectedly, Murong Fu had
With just one blow, he was knocked back such a long distance.
"Who are you?" Huiyue envoy took a step forward and asked in a deep voice.
Her voice was emotionless and extremely indifferent.
Murong Fu looked her up and down with interest, smiled slightly and said, "I'm Murong Fu in Gusu, but you must have never heard of her."
The third Persian envoy was slightly startled, and the Liuyun envoy nodded, "Gusu Murong Fu? I really haven't heard of it."
"None of this is important," Murong Fu grinned, "The important thing is that you can leave."
"Leave?" The three Persian envoys were stunned for a moment, and then became furious, "What a shame!"
"Nine nonsense!"
Zhao Min chuckled, "It's obviously nonsense, how did it turn into nonsense?"
"These barbarians, who don't understand Chinese, think that adding a word to the nonsense will make it even more nonsense." Zhang Wuji smiled and explained.
Unexpectedly, Zhao Min turned around and glared at him, "I want you to talk too much, don't I know?"
Zhang Wuji's face was suffocated, and he secretly thought that the woman was really moody.
Murong Fu glanced at the two men thoughtfully, then smiled at the three Persian envoys and said, "Whether this is nonsense or not, you will know soon."
As he spoke, he slowly placed Xiao Zhao on the ground. As soon as he finished speaking, his body suddenly rose up, and he raised his hand and slapped the Huiyue Messenger with a speed as fast as lightning and thunder.
However, the reaction of the three Persian envoys was not slow. In the lightning and flint, the three envoys' hands were shaking. The Huiyue envoy pointed a "bone-penetrating needle" at Murong Fu's chest, while the Liuyun envoy used the Holy Fire Order as a weapon and smashed it head-on.
Towards Murong Fu, the Miao Feng Order and the Holy Fire Order suddenly stretched out a fiery red silk thread from the outward end, hesitating and hesitating.
Unexpectedly, Murong Fu's moves suddenly changed. He flicked his right wrist, turned his palm into fingers, and made two "chi chi" sounds. Two green and red sword energy shot towards the Miao Feng user, while his left hand made a circle in the air.
A strange energy spread out in all directions.
Liuyunji's Holy Fire Token had not yet been struck. As soon as it came into contact with the strange energy, Deng felt that he was being pulled by a strong force. The Holy Fire Token suddenly turned and hit Huiyueji. Likewise, Miaofengji just shot out
The cold force of the "Bone Penetrating Needle" also suddenly reversed and shot towards Liu Yunshi's chest.
As soon as the Miao Feng Envoy caught a glimpse of Murong Fu's Six Meridians Divine Sword Qi, he immediately felt a chill coming out of his vest. He did not dare to hold it up at the moment, and twirled the Holy Fire Token in his hands, dancing into a whirlwind and protecting it on his chest.
But two "clang clang" sounds were heard, and the sword energy hit the Holy Fire Token, immediately arousing black starlight. Although the sword energy did not pass through the Holy Fire Token, it was shaken by the wonderful wind that made the arms numb, and the Holy Fire Token
Unable to hold on any longer, he flew out.
Hui Yue Shi and Liu Yun Shi on the side saw each other's attacks coming towards them inexplicably. They were horrified, but they were unable to reverse it. With a "pop" sound, Hui Yue Shi received a holy fire in his ribs.
Ling, he felt pain in his bones and groaned, while Liuyunshi felt an undetectable sting in his chest. However, he was familiar with Huiyueshi's special skills and his expression immediately changed. He hurriedly used his kung fu to protect his heart and directed his mouth towards
Huiyue envoy shouted, "Antidote!"
In an instant, the three Persian envoys were in such a panic that Xie Xun and Zhang Wuji were about to help, but when they saw this scene, they were so shocked that they could not close their mouths and stopped in place. As for Dai Qisi, her eyes flashed.
Even after a glimmer of brilliance, she still had no hope for Murong Fu. She lowered her head and glanced at Xiao Zhao on the ground, and sighed slightly.
"It's nothing more than that!" Murong Fulang laughed, opened his hand and grabbed it, and the Holy Fire Token that was knocked into the air automatically flew into his hand.
Murong Fu knocked twice, and couldn't help but be shocked. When the Holy Fire Token was struck in his hand, it was like a mortal object. There was no such breathtaking sound as before.
"Does this require a specific method or internal strength?" Murong Fu thought about it and realized the crux of the problem, but for now, he still sent away the three Persian envoys.
As his thoughts turned, Murong Fu inserted the Holy Fire Token into his waist. He suddenly stepped forward, his hands half-clasped into claws, and a layer of golden power instantly filled his claws, as if they were two huge claws.
One grabs the Liuyun Envoy, and the other grabs the Huiyue Envoy. Its power is like the wind, and its strength is like a dragon. The target is the Holy Fire Token in the hands of the two envoys.
"This is... Shaolin Dragon Claw Hand!" Zhang Wuji's expression changed and he blurted out the name of the martial arts that Murong Fu used.
"What! He can actually use the Dragon Claw Hand?" Xie Xun was also surprised. The Dragon Claw Hand is a unique skill that has never been passed down from the Shaolin Temple. How did this young man know how to do it?
"Tch, what's the point!" Zhao Min curled his lips and said nonchalantly, "There seems to be no martial arts in the world that he can't do."
He secretly added in his heart, "Even your Ming Cult's magical power of suppressing the religion is no exception."
The three Persian envoys did not expect that Murong Fu's attack would be as powerful as thunder. In a hurry, they had to use their own skills to avoid it at a distance.
"Hmph!" Murong Fu snorted softly, "Catch the wind, catch the shadow, catch the cloud..."
Although the Dragon Claw Hand is a close-quarters skill, one of its characteristics is that its moves are like a violent storm. Once it is entangled, no matter how good your Qinggong is, you will never be able to escape. But when his moves are in motion, his body follows him like a shadow. The Persian Three
Wherever he goes, he will go.
The three Persian envoys tried their best to parry for a moment, but then they discovered the strangeness of Murong Fu's dragon claw hand. With a sway, they immediately stood in three places, fighting each other. If one person was attacked, the other two immediately counterattacked Murong Fu's rear.
With his back, Murong Fu was forced to defend himself. For a while, the three Persian envoys could barely resist.
"Father, if we take action now..." Zhang Wuji's heart moved and he turned to look at Xie Xun.
However, before he finished speaking, Xie Xun waved his hand and interrupted, "Don't worry, Mr. Murong is hard to distinguish between friend and foe."
The implication is that he naturally wanted to wait until Murong Fu and the three envoys were exhausted from the battle, or when both sides suffered losses before taking action.
In the field, Murong Fu used dozens of moves with his dragon claw hand, but he was still unable to reach the three masters. He simply changed his moves and fired out more than ten six-veined divine sword sword energy with "chichichi".
With the previous experience, the three Persian envoys no longer dared to underestimate the sword energy, and did not even dare to use the Holy Fire Order to catch it. The three envoys used their techniques one after another, and their waists twisted strangely in the air, barely able to avoid the sword energy.
"Okay!" Murong Fulang laughed, "Take my move again."
As he spoke, he bent his knees, lowered his elbows slightly, and slowly pushed out a palm on each side.
"Roar!" A burst of air exploded, and two small mountains of palm force pressed against Liuyunshi and Miaofengshi respectively.
The second envoy felt an extremely thick breath rushing towards him, and felt that his breathing was obscured and his body was stagnant. The Liuyun envoy was a little better, with the Holy Fire Order as his support, while the Miaofeng envoy had a pale face and bloodless face, and held his hands in front of his chest.
Together, a flash of red light suddenly lit up above the head, like a small sun, extremely dazzling in the night sky.
"What kind of martial arts is this?" Murong Fu couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. He actually felt a different kind of fiery aura in the "little sun", which was completely different from the masculinity of the Nine Yang Divine Art.
With two loud "bang bang" sounds, Liuyunshi and Miaofengshi were instantly overwhelmed by the power of the Dragon Subduing Palm. Strong winds blew up around them, and the vegetation turned into dust. After about a breath, the two bodies flew out upside down.
Suddenly, Murong Fu felt something stung his chest, and a slight stinging pain came from him. He was startled for a moment, and then his face changed slightly. This thing was none other than the "Bone Penetrating Needle" of Hui Yue Shi.
Use force.
He didn't take it seriously before, but after experiencing it for himself now, he discovered that the Yin energy generated by this woman was also very different from the Yin-cold energy in the Central Plains martial arts. Most of the Yin-cold internal energy in the Central Plains martial arts were created by reversing the meridians.
, is a kind of "cold" and "cold", but the yin-cold power exerted by this woman is actually a kind of biting "pain".
However, although this power was strange, it was nothing to Murong Fu. As soon as the Beiming Divine Art was activated, the Yin power was immediately dissolved.
Turning his head to look, he saw that Hui Yue Shi had already moved around from behind him to the left at some unknown moment. His stunned look just now gave Hui Yue Shi a chance.