Dongfang Bubai was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but blurted out: "Really?"
Murong Fu smiled faintly and said, "Exchange the Sunflower Book!"
Dongfang Bubai was stunned for a moment, and after a while he smiled playfully: "There are so many beauties around you, why are you so reluctant to think about it?"
"Go, of course I can't learn the Sunflower Book, but I can let others learn it!" Murong Fu could understand what he meant, so he rolled his eyes and said.
He wanted the Sunflower Manual, not just on a whim, but because among the orphans he had adopted over the years, several of them were celestial eunuchs and had good aptitudes. If they could learn the Sunflower Manual, it would be a big help.
Dongfang Bubai snorted, "Do you think the Sunflower Manual is just Chinese cabbage? Anyone can learn it!"
After a pause, his lips moved slightly, and a voice reached Murong Fu's ears, "If you exchange it for the Nine Yin Manual or the Six Meridians Divine Sword, I can consider it."
Murong Fu said nothing, raised his hand and slashed out with his sword. He was joking, both the Nine Yin Manual and the Six Meridians Divine Sword were his lifeblood, how could he use them to attack his enemies.
The reason why the Nine Yin Scriptures were returned to Jinlun Dharma King in the past was because the Dragon Elephant Prajna Technique was also one of the magical techniques mentioned by the Sweeping Monk as being able to cure the hidden dangers in his soul. Naturally, if you see it, you can’t miss it. How can it be compared to the Sunflower Manual?
of.
"If you don't change, you won't change. Why are you so angry!" Dongfang Bubai chuckled lightly and waved his sword to block Murong Fu's sword.
At the end of the day, the two of them were fighting at close range again. Compared to the leisurely stroll just now, this time the two of them had obviously entered into a real life-and-death fight. However, seeing that the two of them were so fast that only one red and one white were left.
The shadow shook rapidly.
The energy scattered all around, and even the bystanders who were seven or eight feet away had their faces sore that they couldn't help but step back another two feet.
Some disciples with relatively low level of martial arts cultivation became bored, nauseous and dizzy after looking at it for a few times, and they did not dare to look at it anymore.
"Master Kongwen, this son has reached the pinnacle of martial arts, but his actions are neither right nor evil, and he acts arbitrarily, which is really not a blessing in the martial arts world." Yue Buqun came to Master Kongwen and said with an expression of concern for the country and the people.
Master Kongwen hadn't spoken yet, but Master Jiejie said in a cold voice: "It doesn't seem like a poor nun. This kid does understand the great rights and wrongs."
Master Kongwen and Yue Buqun both glanced at Master Miejie in surprise. Among the six sects, the one who disliked Murong Fu the most must be Master Miejie. However, they did not expect that she would stand by Murong Fu.
, Could it be that this old nun was so stimulated that she became dizzy?
Master Miejie naturally understood the expressions on their faces, and immediately snorted coldly, "Although the poor nun has some issues with him, it is also a personal grudge. Although the poor nun is old, he can't even distinguish between public and private matters."
She even had an idea in her mind that if Murong Fu could defeat Dongfang Bubai and help the six major sects destroy the demon sect, then it would be okay to betroth Zhiruo to him.
"Yes, Master Tai is right. Although Young Master Murong behaves erratically and does not stick to trivial matters, he is a chivalrous man. He contributed a lot in this battle to exterminate demons. He even faced off against the top master of the cult, Dongfang Bubai, which is enough to illustrate his character.
." Song Yuanqiao helped from the side.
"Amitabha!" Master Kongwen sang the Buddha's name and then remained silent, not knowing what he was thinking.
Yue Buqun's expression was slightly sarcastic. It was hard to say anything more at the moment. If the Murong family was really offended, the Huashan Sect, which had just made some progress, might be in trouble.
In fact, Murong Fu in the audience did not hear what everyone said. At this moment, his body and mind entered a strange state. There was nothing in his mind. He felt as if he was in a big river, with rapid currents, rough waves, and whirlpools all around him.
It's so heavy, as long as one is not careful, he will be killed here.
Therefore, every time he saw a wave flying towards him, he would cut it with a sword and flatten it. As soon as a whirlpool appeared, he would stab it with a sword and scatter it. At first, he staggered slightly, but
Gradually I became more relaxed and contented.
Murong Fu entered a state of selflessness, but it was a pain to Dongfang Bubai outside, because no matter how fast he was or how sophisticated his moves were, Murong Fu could neutralize him and counterattack with just one move.
A cup of tea passed and the two exchanged hundreds of moves. Dongfang Bubai was forced to defend with all his strength and had no time to attack anymore.
However, he also saw something unusual about Murong Fu, and he realized it with a slight movement in his heart. He was so angry that he gritted his teeth. He immediately flipped his wrist and threw the long sword. Then his hands blurred and hundreds of silver lights flashed past him.
The sky was filled with silver needles, covering Murong Fu.
Murong Fu, who was leisurely and contented, suddenly felt a chill coming from his back. He woke up in an instant. When he saw this scene, he immediately cursed, "You damn bastard, do you have any martial virtues at all?"
However, he did not dare to be careless. With a flick of his wrist, he danced the long sword into a circle, covering his whole body.
"Ding ding ding" there was a rapid sound, sparks shot out, and silver light exploded.
What surprised Murong Fu was that the silver needles that had been knocked away did not fall to the ground. With Dongfang Bubai's two-handed sword skills, they stabbed Murong Fu from another direction.
"Control the needle with Qi?" Murong Fu murmured. In the midst of the lightning and flint, he didn't care to think too much. His mind turned sharply, and he threw the long sword in his hand, and made a stroke with both hands. Suddenly, the long sword seemed to be held by someone.
Generally, it spins rapidly around the body.
Every time the long sword rotates, a stream of energy is formed. The sword becomes faster and faster, and the energy becomes more and more. In an instant, an oval-shaped sword energy shield is formed. From a distance, it looks like an egg.
shell.
"These two people actually know how to control a sword?" Master Miejie frowned slightly, her tone of voice unspeakably complicated.
"Otherwise!" Song Yuanqiao shook his head, "If Song is not mistaken, this is just using martial arts similar to capturing dragons and controlling cranes to forcibly control objects, and it cannot be regarded as real sword control."
The most skilled swordsman present was Song Yuanqiao. Since he said it wasn't the case, it definitely wasn't the case.
He Taichong was moved in his heart and asked a question that everyone wanted to know, "It is said that Master Zhang Zhenren has been in seclusion and studying martial arts for nearly ten years. I guess he has mastered the legendary sword-controlling technique, right?"
Song Yuanqiao shook his head, "I don't know about this Song. I remember Song asked Master once, does the art of sword control really exist in the world?"
Everyone's eyes lit up immediately and they stared at Song Yuanqiao. Master Miejie urged uncharacteristically: "What did Master Zhang say?"
Song Yuanqiao smiled bitterly and said: "My master said, 'Aren't you already wielding a sword?' Song felt ashamed and still cannot understand the master's meaning."
Everyone suddenly felt baffled. What kind of answer is this? Does the art of sword control exist?
Master Miejie's eyes flashed, but he fell silent and said nothing.
At this time, the fight between Murong Fu and Murong Fu has entered a fierce stage. Murong Fu's long sword combined with the eggshell formed by the sword energy prevented Dongfang Bubai's silver needle from making even an inch of progress.
Dongfang Bubai had no choice but to wave his hand and took back most of the silver needles. After all, using Qi to control objects is a very draining technique, and he had to be distracted to control so many silver needles.
The number of silver needles dropped sharply, and the eggshells around Murong Fu shattered, leaving only a long sword hanging by his side.
"I should have killed you in the first place!" Dongfang Bubai looked at Murong Fu with regret, hatred, and an unexplainable meaning in his eyes.
Murong Fu's heart trembled, what does this mean? Why do you hate me? Suddenly he remembered something. At the foot of Huashan Mountain, he was kidnapped by Zhao Min into the villa, but there was someone suspected of being Dongfang Bubai.
The apprentice's little girl came to assassinate him.
Thinking of this, Murong Fu blurted out and asked: "Is Qu Feiyan your disciple?"
Dongfang Bubai paused for a moment, then his eyes flashed with cold light, and he struck out with two palms. At the same time, the silver needles that were hanging around him actually stabbed Murong Fu.
"Hey, I haven't molested her, you don't have to be so desperate!" Seeing his desperate attitude, Murong Fu explained in a strange way.
But as soon as he said these words, the aura on Dongfang Bubai's body became even more violent. Murong Fu did not dare to blunt its edge, so he had to step back.
They thought that Dongfang Bubai would catch up, but what stunned everyone was that Dongfang Bubai turned around and came to the front of the Ming Cult members.
But when he saw his hands open and his inner strength filling his palms, he said, "Come out!"
Murong Fu was stunned for a moment, but then he realized what he was doing and his face changed slightly, "Stop him quickly!"
But it was obviously too late. A white light flashed from the lower abdomen of the Ming Cult's top brass, and silver needles emerged from them.
As soon as the silver needle was separated from the body, the faces of Yang Zuoshi and other senior officials of the Ming Cult turned rosy, their eyes flashed, and they looked lively and energetic.
Everyone in the six sects was stunned for a moment, and then a thought came to their minds at the same time, "You have followed other people's rules!"
The depressed look on Yang Xiao's face rarely disappeared, and he laughed, "Thank you very much, Lord Dongfang. I'll leave the rest to the humble sect! Bat King, send the signal." The last sentence was addressed to the Green-winged Bat King.
Dongfang Bubai nodded slightly, "It's nothing, don't forget your promise!"
The Green Winged Bat King sent out a signal bomb, and at the same time, there was a rustling sound around Guangmingding. After a while, people were seen among the rocks and trees, and there were actually no less than two thousand people ambushing here.
When Murong Fu saw this scene, he couldn't help being stunned for a moment. Affected by the original plot, he first thought that Yang Xiao and others were injured because of Yuan Zhen. Later, when he saw Dongfang Bubai, he changed his name to Dongfang Bubai, but he never
I thought that Yang Xiao and the others pretended to be seriously injured and even set up an ambush.
On a mountain peak not far from Guangmingding, Zhao Min was slightly surprised when he saw the Mingjiao disciples who suddenly appeared, and then became overjoyed, "Haha, God is helping me. I thought that the Mingjiao and the six major sects could not fight.
After going down, I unexpectedly got an unexpected surprise. In this way, both sides are evenly matched, and at worst, both sides will suffer losses!"
Xuanming and Xuanming didn't know how to march and fight, let alone layout and planning, so they didn't think there was anything to be happy about. However, Yuanzhen frowned slightly and said, "Princess, the people from the six major sects have fought several battles before.
But the people of Mingjiao are waiting for work, so it is impossible for them to die together." (To be continued)