Murong Fu was silent for a moment and said calmly, "No matter what, if I retreat now, I am afraid that the Murong family will be wiped out in an instant. Do you think I still have a way out?"
After a pause, he looked at Wang Chongyang with a half-smile, "If the senior retreats now, my original promise will still be valid. Otherwise, as long as I retreat today, the Quanzhen Sect will be removed from the world in the future."
Wang Chongyang did not expect that he would threaten him in turn. He twitched the corners of his mouth fiercely for a long time, and then sighed quietly, "This time, my little friend went too far. Even if I take action, it will not be considered a violation of my original promise. You
Have you thought about it?"
"Stop talking nonsense. I have never been afraid of being bullied by a small number of people. Let's see the truth behind my hands." Murong Fu didn't talk nonsense. He opened his hands suddenly and with a tremor, the heavenly sword instantly divided into countless sword rays and spun around.
.
Wang Chongyang, Huang Shang, and Lin Chaoying looked at each other and nodded. Then the three of them started to move at the same time. Their hands were half-clasped into claws, and they moved their palms like flying. Suddenly, there was a loud wind, and the entire hall was shrouded in dark clouds.
It was like a hell on earth, with countless bones and paw prints looming, overwhelmingly pressing towards Murong Fu.
"This is... the Nine Yin White Bone Claw!" This was the first time Murong Fu saw such a powerful Nine Yin White Bone Claw, and he couldn't help but be surprised. But in a flash, he suddenly understood what kind of method these three people had used.
The skills and moves are fused together and complement each other. Ordinary moves will also undergo earth-shaking changes when they are used together.
"These three old guys are indeed mythical figures in the martial arts world. They cannot be underestimated at all!" Murong Fu secretly smiled bitterly in his heart. Even though his martial arts skills were not inferior to any of the three, in terms of his attainments, he was still too shallow after all.
A little more.
In fact, there are many combined attack formations in the martial arts, such as Wudang's Zhenwu Seven Intersection Formation and the Emei Sect's Four Elephant Sword Formation. However, these combined attack techniques must undergo certain training in advance, and each person practices different martial arts to coordinate them.
It is almost unheard of for several people to practice the same martial arts, internal energy, breath, and combined attacks with one move. It is unknown how many times the power has been multiplied.
Murong Fu naturally did not dare to underestimate the enemy and used all his strength to activate the Qianfang Residual Light Sword. The surrounding sword light rotated extremely fast, and soon a sword air vortex about ten feet in size was formed above his head. The momentum was much worse than that of the three people opposite him, but
When it comes to severity, it is not weak at all.
The four people who were ready to go all had solemn expressions on their faces, and no one dared to look down on anyone.
Suddenly, Murong Fu, who was about to use all the sword light, raised his eyebrows slightly. He felt a chill down his spine for no reason. At this moment, he chose to trust this intuition and lightly made a strange downward stroke with the sword fingers of both hands.
gesture, and at the same time his figure rushed out.
Almost at the same time, a ghostly gray shadow flashed behind him, and an old hand poked out of thin air.
Murong Fu's reaction speed was already fast enough, but he didn't expect that hand to be even faster. Before he even took a step, he felt a strong force coming from his vest. In an instant, all the meridians and bones in his body trembled.
"Do it!" Lin Chaoying obviously knew how to seize the opportunity. The moment the gray shadow succeeded in the sneak attack, she let out a sweet shout, and all the skills in her Dantian poured out. The other two hesitated for a moment, but the arrow was on the string and had to be fired. At this time,
Unable to allow them to let go, in an instant, the Nine Yin White Bone Claws were no longer the Nine Yin White Bone Claws, but instead countless sharp, cold lights intertwined to form an airtight net, covering Murong Fu's head.
Between the lightning and flint, Murong Fu couldn't care less about his thoughts. His body twisted in a strange arc, and with the help of the huge force coming from behind, he slid out on the spot. At the same time, hundreds of sword lights fell and collided with the Nine Yin White Bone Claws.
In an instant, a bigger storm of energy formed in the palace.
Chi chi, chi chi, a harsh sound sounded, and in a daze, a gray shadow was seen escaping hastily, followed by another banging and cracking sound, and the whole hall shook a few times.
Zhao Gou, who had already retreated far away, stared at this scene dumbfounded. He never expected that the three major worshipers would take action with such great momentum. Is this still a human being?
After raging for nearly ten breaths, finally, all the evil wind, sword energy, and claw marks dispersed. The floor originally paved with blue and white stones was riddled with holes, and the pillars closest to the center of the vortex "lost weight"
"A large circle, which was cut away by the strength, seems to be likely to break at any time.
Lin Chaoying and the other three glanced around and finally spotted Murong Fu lying on the ground at the foot of the wall.
At this time, Murong Fu had disheveled hair, a bloodstain hanging from the corner of his mouth, and his clothes were in tatters. He was extremely embarrassed. His cold eyes were fixed on an equally embarrassed gray figure not far away. He was a lean little old man with a face.
Clear skin, gray beard and hair.
"Haha..." Murong Fu slowly stood up with the Heavenly Sword in hand, a slight sneer coming from his mouth, and anyone could feel the murderous intent that froze everything around him.
"Murong Chao!"
"Murong Fu!"
The two called each other's names at the same time. This thin old man was none other than Murong Chao, the contemporary head of the Murong family in Lin'an.
"No matter how big or small," Murong Chao glared at Murong Fu, "You should call me uncle or uncle."
"Humph, I can't reach such a high level, let alone such a despicable uncle!" Murong Fu mocked unceremoniously, and cursed in his heart for being careless. When Wang Chongyang appeared, he thought that Murong Chao might also be the one.
Nearby.
At that time, he had carefully sensed it and found nothing wrong. Who knew that this old guy was so good at concealment? He didn't notice anything strange until he was within a few feet of him. What made him most angry was that this old guy was...
A master of the True Yuan Realm made such a despicable sneak attack.
"Murong Qing's family, it turns out that you...you also have special skills, how hard it was for you to hide it from me!" At this time, Zhao Gou's rather resentful and meaningful voice sounded.
Murong Chao trembled, turned around quickly and saluted Zhao Gou, "Your Majesty, I forgive you. I didn't mean to hide it. In fact, I gave up martial arts and became a scholar in my early years. I never thought that this simple kung fu would be useful one day, so I never thought about it."
Report to the emperor."
"Murong Qing's family doesn't need to explain anything. This time you have done a good job in escorting me. I will reward you one by one!" Zhao Gou waved his hands generously, indicating that he didn't care, and hinted that everyone should capture Murong Fu as soon as possible.
Murong Chao turned to look at Murong Fu, looking up and down. The expression on his face was indescribably weird. After a long while, he sighed, "Back then, the ancestors of Longcheng were so greedy for profit that they almost brought the entire Murong lineage to ashes. Unexpectedly,
His descendants have also followed in his footsteps. Alas, time is destiny, why are you always so persistent? Isn’t it good to be safe and prosperous for generations to come?"
Seeing his compassionate and awe-inspiring look, Murong Fu wanted to strangle him to death. However, at this time, his condition was not very good, and he was facing four genuine peerless masters, so he had to suppress his anger and speak coldly.
sarcastically,
"First of all, it is not your turn to judge how the ancestors of Longcheng acted. Secondly, I, the Murong family, are taking action for the sake of the people of the world. People are determined that the world will be unified. If we don't take action at this time,
The Central Plains will eventually fall into the hands of the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty."
After hearing the first half of the sentence, Murong Chao was so angry that he blew his beard and stared, but as soon as the second half of the sentence came out, Zhao Gou couldn't sit still anymore. He stood up, pointed at Murong Fu and cursed, "What a man's mind is settled, the world is in trouble."
"Unify" is really ridiculous. Your Murong family is just a descendant of the Xianbei outside the Great Wall, so what qualifications do you have to unify the world? Humph, if your identity is revealed, I'm afraid there will be no place for you in the Central Plains!"
Murong Fu sneered and retorted, "If the world is divided for a long time, it will unite and unite. No matter what race it is, it will eventually merge and coexist as equals. This is the human trend. It doesn't matter what Xianbei's legacy is. It's better than you, who puts millions of people at risk for your own selfishness.
The hypocrite who ignores his ancestors and his country is much stronger!"
As soon as these words came out, Lin Chaoying, Wang Chongyang and even Huang Shang's faces flashed with a strange look. They had never heard of such an absurd theory, but after thinking about it carefully, it seemed to make some sense. After so many
With the development of dynasties, the footprints of the Han people are no longer limited to the Central Plains. If all races could coexist equally, there would be so many wars.
On the contrary, Zhao Gou was completely ignited. He pointed at Murong Fu with a trembling hand, "Kill him, kill him quickly!"
"Hey, have you been talked about in a painful way?" Murong Fu didn't seem to be worried about his situation at all, and continued to stimulate Zhao Gou, "Zhao Gou, are you naive to think that the hearts of all Han people in the world are still here with you? Waiting for you
Send troops across the river to turn the tide and drive out the Tatars?"
"You are wrong. You can go out and ask. From the eighty-year-old woman to the eight-year-old child, they all hope that you will die soon, because you are just a villain, and the Song Dynasty has no hope in your hands, or
It is said that the Song Dynasty itself has no hope, and what the people need is a new dynasty and a new common ruler of the world."
"Are you deaf? I told you to kill him!" Zhao Gou was extremely angry and roared at the three great ministers and Murong Chao.
The four of them looked at each other and slowly surrounded Murong Fu. Out of fear of a death-defying counterattack by a peerless master, the four of them did not dare to take action rashly.
Murong Fu's eyes slowly swept over the four people, his face was terrifyingly cold, and he slowly raised the Heavenly Sword in his hand.
The four of them paused and stared at him solemnly.
"There are many of you today, so I will give in for the time being, but you'd better eat, drink, and have sex together, otherwise I will definitely come to settle accounts with you one by one!" Murong Fu said in his mouth, and ran towards the entrance of the palace in a flash.
go.
"No, he wants to escape!" Murong Chao reacted immediately. He was the closest to the palace door, and he didn't see how he moved. He moved horizontally for a few feet out of thin air, and at the same time, he swallowed hard with his palms, blocking the entire exit in an instant.
, he only had to hold Murong Fu for a moment and a half, and the other three people would arrive immediately.
The reaction of the three major worshipers was not slow. Before Murong Chao finished speaking, they had already used their body skills to dodge towards the palace door. The three of them were holding each other's horns. I believe that as long as they surround Murong Fu, they are not afraid that he can fly into the sky and escape.