After leaving the wellhead, Murong Fu discovered that the situation was worse than he imagined. Li Qiushui was entangled by Qingyi Lao Tao and Huo Gong Toutuo. Duan Zhengchun and Dao Baifeng struggled to resist Sangjie. However, only Ruan Xingzhu and Chu Wanli were around the wellhead.
Hua Haogen and the other three resisted the attack of more than ten lamasons, including the young general.
"Murong Fu!" When the young general saw Murong Fu appearing with Duan Yu, he was furious and struck at him with his sword.
Duan Yu was still in a daze, Murong Fu sneered, and faced him with his bare hands. He turned his wrist, drew upwards along the blade, and pointed his finger on the opponent's wrist.
There was a soft "pop" sound, and the young general felt pain in his wrist. He could not hold the scimitar in his hand and it was thrown away.
Murong Fu was so powerful that he turned his fingers into claws and grabbed his wrist with his backhand. He was secretly happy that it was just an embroidered pillow after all. His martial arts skills were sparse and ordinary, and he could take it with just a few clicks.
With this person as a hostage, the situation immediately reversed.
Unexpectedly, just when Murong Fu was secretly proud, a green palm suddenly emerged from the slanting thorn, and the biting cold wind quickly spread throughout his body, accompanied by a cold shout, "You dare!"
This incident happened in a flash of lightning. Murong Fu didn't care about catching any hostages. He stopped his hand and retreated without hesitation. However, his speed was still half a breath slower. With a "bang", his arm was swept by the force of his palm.
, at the same time, an extremely cold force quickly rushed into the meridians, freezing to the bone.
Murong Fu was shocked and turned pale. His feet were like wheels and he quickly retreated.
The old man in Tsing Yi obviously didn't want to let go of this opportunity to beat the drowned dog. He started to chase him almost at the same time, and raised another palm in his hand to see how powerful it was, especially just now.
Seeing that Murong Fu was about to be chased, Li Qiu Shui finally rushed over, waved his hand and made a white rainbow with his palm, which flickered slightly and stopped him in front of the old man in Qingyi.
There was a loud "bang" sound, the energy dispersed, the void shook, and the two of them took several steps back.
"Xuanming Divine Palm!" Looking at the clear blue-black five-finger palm print on his arm, Murong Fu was shocked. He gritted his teeth and looked at the old Taoist in Qingyi with some disbelief, "You...are you Taoist Baiyu?"
The palm technique used by the old Taoist just now was so powerful that it was like overwhelming a mountain. The energy was so cold that it almost froze the void. Combined with the sinister poison running around in the meridians, Murong Fu immediately recognized the palm of the Xuanming God.
Apart from the two elders Xuan Ming, the only person holding the palm is their master, Taoist Bai Yun.
Taoist Baiyu glanced at Murong Fu in surprise and smiled, "I didn't expect that after I have retired from the world for so long, there are still people who remember my name. Yes, I am Taoist Baiyu."
"So you are Taoist Baiyun." Li Qiushui nodded in a confused tone, "Isn't it rumored that you have been dead for decades? How come you are still alive?"
Taoist Baiyun was a famous figure decades ago. Calculated, he is older than Li Qiushui.
His reputation in the world at that time was comparable to that of today's Dongfang Bubai. Although Li Qiushui was not involved in the world, he had heard of this name. Even Wu Yazi had once used the Xuan Ming Divine Palm.
thoughts.
It was only later that Taoist Baiyun suddenly disappeared, so this idea was put to rest. There are different opinions on the reason for his disappearance. Some people said that he had committed too many sins and was taken away by heaven. Others said that it was a hidden hero who couldn't stand it anymore and took action.
After destroying him, some people said that he went crazy while practicing Qigong and died somewhere unknown.
"Haha, I am blessed by nature and blessed by God, how could I die so easily?" Taoist Baiyun looked at Li Qiushui with a smile, changed the subject and said,
"I heard that the Xiaoyao sect has a magical skill called 'Beiming'. It is quite similar to my Xuanming magical skill. I wonder if you know it? Can you give me a taste of it?"
There was no expression on Li Qiu Shui's face, and he said calmly, "I have never heard of the Xiaoyao Sect or the Beiming Magic Technique. You must be an old fool."
After saying that, he turned to look at Murong Fu, "How are you?"
"It doesn't matter to me." Murong Fu smiled bitterly.
In the past, Taoist Baiyun's Xuanming Divine Palm was certainly extraordinary, but with the Nine Yang Divine Skill and the Yin and Yang Qi protecting his body, there was absolutely nothing he could do to stop him. But now that all the skills have been lost, the counting of breaths has already been done.
If the cold poison invades his body, if his constitution is not extremely strong, his whole body may be frozen, which is not a strange thing.
Li Qiu Shui frowned slightly. She could naturally tell Murong Fu's state and was about to say something. Suddenly, a golden light flashed at the mouth of the well, and two figures soared into the sky with fluttering white clothes. They were Wang Yuyan and A Zi.
The two slowly fell to the ground. Wang Yuyan's beautiful eyes swept around, and finally landed on Murong Fu. Her pretty face changed slightly, "Cousin, what's wrong with you?"
As he spoke, he swayed and came to Murong Fu's body. With a wave of his hand, a stream of true energy was injected into his body.
Murong Fu's expression immediately improved a lot, and he said in surprise, "I don't mind, have your skills recovered?"
Wang Yuyan nodded, "80% recovered."
"That's enough." Murong Fu smiled slightly and looked at Li Qiu Shui, "I'll leave Taoist Bai Yun to you. Are you sure?"
Li Qiu Shui was initially startled when he saw Wang Yuyan appear. Although he had known for a long time that his granddaughter's appearance would not be any different, he did not expect that she would be so stunning and she was carved out of the exact same mold as her mother. In comparison,
It also has a bit of unearthly fairy spirit.
What surprised her even more was that this granddaughter didn't know what kind of martial arts she had practiced. She was young and had an unfathomable aura. Even if she was compared to herself, she was no less powerful.
"Uncle?" Murong Fu saw that she didn't respond for a long time, so he couldn't help but call out.
"Ah? Oh, okay, no problem." Li Qiushui came back to his senses and agreed casually.
"Yan'er, do you have any questions about the big lama?" Murong Fu turned to Wang Yuyan and said.
Wang Yuyan was stunned for a moment, then nodded, "No problem."
"Okay, life or death!" Murong Fu directly ordered the two of them to take action. As for the Duan family, he had no hope.
"Hmph, you are not ashamed to speak loudly." Taoist Baiyun sneered and said sarcastically.
Before he finished speaking, Li Qiushui took the lead and slapped Taoist Baiyun with his palm. The two of them quickly fought together. The momentum was so great that the wind and clouds surged in an instant. The power of his palms was so powerful that the lamas who were originally surrounded in the courtyard had to step back a few feet to give the two men a chance.
Make room for others.
Wang Yuyan hesitated for a moment, then saluted Sanjie, "This master, I'm offended."
Sanjie was slightly angry at first, but the woman in front of him, in addition to her stunning appearance, also had an aura that was looming and unfathomable. He immediately put away his contempt and returned a salute, "Fistes and feet have no eyes, girl, be careful."
As he spoke, he quickly kneaded the secrets with both hands, and a strange aura faintly emitted from his body. Within a radius of about ten feet, the space seemed to be cut off, and the entire world was under his control.
Wang Yuyan's expression remained unchanged, she raised a palm on her chest, a faint light appeared, and a holy aura slowly spread out.
Sanjie raised his eyebrows slightly and glanced at Wang Yuyan in surprise, "Buddhist martial arts?"
Wang Yuyan ignored her and looked like a Bodhisattva descending to earth with a treasure-like appearance.
Feeling the aura on Wang Yuyan's body, even a person as profound as Sangjie in Buddhism couldn't help but feel a little ashamed.
"Brother-in-law, brother-in-law, what am I going to do?" Ah Zi shouted and asked. Now she was filled with anger. Seeing that everyone had opponents, she couldn't help but be eager to try.
"You," Murong Fu shook his head in amusement, "just deal with those little guys."
"I don't think so. How about leaving that ugly Toutuo to me?" Azi pouted her little mouth and pointed at the fire-gong Toutuo.
Murong Fu was startled, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to hold her down, and said seriously, "Don't mess around."
"Mr. Murong, let Duan be in charge of this tutu." Duan Zhengchun said at the right time.
He also knew that if he did not join hands with Murong Fu, even if he saved his son, he would not be able to leave this temple.
Unexpectedly, Huo Gong Tutuo sneered, "You're not worthy yet!"
Then he kicked the ground violently and walked straight towards Murong Fu. Despite his stout appearance and hunchback, he moved extremely fast, like a crazy leopard.
Duan Zhengchun felt quite aggrieved. His martial arts status was above the first-class. Even if there was some gap between him and Huo Gong Tutuo, it was not too big. Unexpectedly, he was completely ignored.
Azi was startled when she saw the ugly Tutuo rushing over, "Brother-in-law!"
Murong Fu's face became serious. In the midst of the flash of lightning, he stretched out his hand to push Ah Zi away, making a circular motion with his left hand and raising his right hand slightly.
Just after completing this series of actions, Huo Gong Tou Tuo was already a few feet in front of him. In an instant, Murong Fu was enveloped in the shadow of fists in the sky.
Huo Gong Tutuo's internal strength may not be very high, but his external skills are comparable to those of a top master, and his power and power are astonishing.
Murong Fu did not dare to be careless. He suddenly lowered his body, hit the wind and waves with one move, kicked his legs repeatedly, and retreated quickly, with Huo Gong Tou Tuo hot on his heels.
Both of them are not slow, but Murong Fu's movement looks more elegant and agile, while Huo Gong Tou Tuo is strong and fierce.
The courtyard is not big, so we retreated two to three feet, and we have reached the edge of the courtyard wall, with no way to retreat.
Murong Fu suddenly stopped and stood on the same spot.
Huo Gong Tutuo smiled proudly and punched out.
Murong Fu twisted his waist in a strange way and barely managed to avoid it. Huo Gong Tou Tuo hit the air with his fist, but he still sneered, "It's a small trick."
Immediately, his hands changed, and "Puff, Puff, Puff", he punched out ten more times, and the shadow of his fists almost drowned Murong Fu.
But what is surprising is that Murong Fu clearly stood on the same spot, but his figure was in a daze, seeming to go away and seem to stay, and he did not receive a punch.
"Huh!" Huo Gong Tutuo was furious, turned his fist into a palm, and slapped him between the eyebrows.
Although there is nothing flashy about this palm, it is even ordinary, but countless energies are swirling around it, and the air is squeezed to make bursts of explosions, which shows how powerful it is. In Murong Fu's current state, if he were to hit
With one palm, he would not be dead but would be half disabled.
The marrow cleansing meridian in Murong Fu's body was operating to the extreme, and the exposed skin of his whole body was faintly covered with a layer of golden color. Suddenly, his hands spread wide, like an eagle spreading its wings, and he rose up from the ground, kicking out in the air.
Huo Gong Tou Tuo suddenly felt a shiver in his heart. Then he realized that he had been careless just now and had exposed the empty door. At this moment, it was too late to hold back.bdshare();