The fact that the six sects besieged Guangmingding must have spread throughout the martial arts world. There was nothing to hide. Murong Fu immediately picked out some things he could tell her. As for being plotted in the end, he was knocked off the cliff due to lack of strength.
The journey was uneventful. Unknowingly, the convoy had already been traveling for two days. During these two days, Murong Fu had been shamelessly staying in Huo Qingtong's carriage. Huo Qingtong had no choice but to ride on horseback all the way.
Murong Fu was not idle. He took advantage of these two days to clean up the hidden wounds on his body. Perhaps due to the continuous consumption and recovery of the rest of the month, his internal energy became a little purer.
The internal energy in his Dantian had become extremely viscous, and Murong Fu had a hunch that if those small solid particles could be driven out of the body, his internal energy might undergo some qualitative change.
On this day, Murong Fu was leisurely meditating on the Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu in the carriage, when suddenly there was a "creak" and the carriage suddenly stopped.
"What's going on?" Murong Fu frowned slightly, with a hint of displeasure on his face. Anyone who was interrupted while enjoying themselves would be very annoyed.
"Sorry, Mr. Murong, there is something going on ahead!" Huo Qingtong's voice came from outside the carriage, and then the sound of horse hooves went away, heading towards the place she mentioned.
With these three hundred elite cavalry, safety was not a problem. Murong Fu didn't want to get into trouble, so he closed his eyes and continued to meditate.
But after a while, there was another chaotic noise, and a large number of arrows were shot at the carriage, accompanied by screams and wails.
Murong Fu was immediately furious, jumped up, broke open the roof of the carriage and flew out.
I glanced around and couldn't help but froze for a moment. I saw a large number of Mongolian soldiers, about a thousand or so, densely surrounded.
However, most of the three hundred elite members of the Hui tribe had fallen down, and the rest all looked weak and could only watch helplessly as arrows from the sky were shot into their bodies.
"Is this...poisoning?" Murong Fu's face froze slightly. If he wanted to poison so many people at the same time, he would have to poison the water.
"That river?" Murong Fu immediately remembered that during lunch, the convoy was repairing and cooking by a river. He picked up a soldier's water bag next to him and smelled it. There was no peculiar smell. He took another sip. His expression suddenly changed slightly.
"Toh Hsiang Ruojin Powder!"
Murong Fu raised his head and glanced around. Huo Qingtong was nowhere to be seen. About a mile away from the carriage, there was a circle of Mongolian soldiers surrounding him. There was a faint sound of gold and iron clashing. He immediately used Qinggong and jumped over.
When I got closer, I saw Huo Qingtong's slender figure flying up and down, graceful and elegant, the long sword in his hand flashing with green light, his moves fierce and fierce, attacking with all his strength, without any defense.
At first glance, Murong Fu thought she was being forced into panic, but a closer look revealed that she only used one-third of each move. Just as the enemy was about to parry, the swordsmanship had changed, and one move was now three moves.
, three moves are also one move, which is exactly the three-point sword technique of Tianshan School.
This three-point sword technique is somewhat similar to the Quanzhen Sect's one-sword technique, but the power is much different. One-sword technique to transform three parts is actually one sword turning into three swords, doubling the power, but
This three-point sword technique divides one move into three moves, which are fast and fast, but none of them use full strength.
Murong Fu squeezed through the crowd and looked inside. He was slightly startled and saw that the man fighting Huo Qingtong was an old acquaintance.
Dressed in a black robe, with slightly white temples, and a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, he is none other than Luzhangke, one of the two elders of Xuan Ming.
"No wonder they can fight evenly!" Murong Fu sneered slightly. With the martial arts of the Deer Sticker, it was effortless to deal with Huo Qingtong. As long as the Xuanming Divine Palm was released, the three-point sword technique could not resist it at all.
, but he chose to use the staff method to deal with her, which was obviously an old habit he had committed again.
Murong Fu folded his hands in front of his chest and glanced around. Hebiweng stood in the crowd with his hands behind his hands. The other soldiers stared at the two men competing without blinking, and no one noticed Murong Fu's arrival.
After watching for a long time, Huo Qingtong has gradually fallen into a disadvantage. Although the three-point sword technique is exquisite, unfortunately, once he faces someone with strong internal strength, self-protection will become a problem.
"You're so stupid. Since you can score three points in swordsmanship, why not try four points or five points?" Murong Fu scolded Huo Qingtong who was in the field.
Huo Qingtong was already a little anxious. Hearing these words, his heart immediately moved slightly. He followed Murong Fu's instructions and used only two points of force for each move.
At first, I was a little uncomfortable with it, but one advantage of the Three-Point Sword Technique is the control of the power. The control is extremely good. After only four or five moves have passed, the speed of the sword moves suddenly increases. Although it has no power, it is not as powerful as the deer staff.
When there are no killers, you can protect yourself.
As soon as Murong Fu opened his mouth, the expressions of the two elders Xuan Ming changed slightly, especially Luzhangke, who was already a little panicked. He moved according to his heart, and the stick techniques in his hands gradually became messy.
"One point!" Murong Fu suddenly shouted.
Huo Qingtong was stunned for a moment, then reacted. A dazzling blue light suddenly appeared in the long sword in her hand, and then she slashed at the deer stick guest in the middle with the sword. This sword gathered all her strength, and the speed was so fast that it was difficult to dodge.
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The deer stick guest was shocked. In the midst of lightning and flint, he raised his deer stick to his chest, made a slight stroke with his left hand, and shot out a Xuanming divine palm.
"Bang", "poof", Huo Qingtong received a palm from the Deer Sticker, and his body flew out. At the same time, the Deer Sticker's Deer Staff was split into two pieces, and the tip of the sword passed through his lower abdomen. Unfortunately, it only cut off his clothes.
It was scratched, and the sword energy scratched a little of the skin.
Murong Fu flew up, hugged Huo Qingtong in the air unceremoniously into his arms, and slowly landed on the ground.
As soon as Huo Qingtong felt that he was falling into a warm embrace, his body stiffened, and then he started struggling violently.
"Eh? Why do you still have so much strength?" Murong Fu was slightly startled, then reached out to explore her heart and found that although some cold poison invaded her body, it was not serious.
Murong Fu glanced at Luzhangke in the distance, and a look of surprise flashed across his face. It turned out that Luzhangke had just planned to attack and rescue him, but he did not expect that Huo Qingtong had already put life and death aside.
It was originally a situation where we both perished, but Luzhangke cherished his own life very much. At the critical moment, he forcibly took a step back, resulting in a lack of strength in the palm, and the Xuanming Divine Palm only used two or three points of force.
Even so, if not treated in time, this cold poison will gradually develop and grow, and eventually kill people.
"Let me go!" Huo Qingtong's voice became extremely cold for the first time, and at some point there was a dagger in his hand, pressing against Murong Fu's ribs.
It's a pity that she met Murong Fu who was completely unreasonable.
With a "pop", Murong Fu slapped her hard on the buttocks and cursed in his mouth: "Why are you so unconscionable? At least I saved you!"
Huo Qingtong was stunned. As the daughter of the leader of the Hui tribe, it was not an exaggeration to say that she was the princess of a country. Ever since she was a child, no man of the opposite sex had ever touched her, let alone hit her in that embarrassing place.
But immediately, Huo Qingtong felt a warm current coming from his back, and his body, which was originally as if he had fallen into an ice cave due to the Xuan Ming Divine Palm, gradually warmed up and became very comfortable.
"Pa" he said and slapped me again, "Why do you repay kindness with hatred?"
"Papa papa", "Huh, if it weren't for your good looks, I would ask you to hug me, but I wouldn't necessarily hug you!"
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Huo Qingtong was already dying of shame and anger, her pretty face was red, but her body was weak, she couldn't bring herself to exert herself, and she couldn't stab the dagger in her hand no matter what.
"Have you beaten enough?" Huo Qingtong finally gathered enough strength and asked coldly. Although his words were cold, there was a softness in his starry eyes.
After she calmed down, she could feel that Murong Fu was pouring his inner energy into her body to heal her. Now surrounded by thousands of troops, Murong Fu not only did not escape, but instead used up his inner energy to save herself, which inadvertently touched her heart.
That piece of softness.
Of course, if she knew that Murong Fu came forward after careful calculation and confirmation that there was no danger, I wonder what she would think.
Murong Fu also felt that it was almost done, so he put Huo Qingtong on his back and said: "Hold tight, don't blame me if it falls down soon!"
"You...please let me down, I can..."
"What can I do? I'm just suppressing your injury temporarily. I'm not in a bad mood today. I'm so good at getting a bargain!" Murong Fu interrupted her, with a tone of "You got a big bargain and you don't even know it yet."
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Huo Qingtong was on the verge of tears. Who was the one who got the advantage and behaved well? After all, the two most important and precious parts of his body were touched by a man he had only known for less than three days. He clearly suffered a big loss.
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When the surrounding soldiers saw this "thin" man suddenly appearing, they were not in a hurry. They did not even raise the bows and arrows in their hands. In their opinion, it was a wonder that there was such a thin man on the grassland.
However, the faces of Xuanming and Ming were darkened. Murongfu suddenly disrupted the situation and treated them as if they were nothing. How could they not make the two people who thought highly of themselves angry?
Murong Fu was still wearing the same animal skin as before, with half of his body exposed, while Huo Qingtong's clothes were thin and soft. Now that he was carrying her on his back, he was in close contact with her, and he felt very happy.
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"Murong, put down the traitor, and we can consider letting you live!" Suddenly, Luzhangke shouted in a stern tone.
Murong Fu ignored him and turned to look at Huo Qingtong, "They called you a traitor?"
"Hmph, don't listen to their nonsense. I have never surrendered to Mongolia before I returned to my headquarters. Where does the idea of traitors come from? Mongolia bullies others too much and likes to think they are right." Huo Qingtong snorted and said angrily.
Murong Fu turned back to look at Lu Zhangke, "Old Lu, you are so old, how can you speak without thinking?"
"You..." Luzhangke was immediately furious and pointed at Murong Fu. He tried several times but nothing came out of his mouth.
"I'm very handsome, everyone knows this, you don't need to say it!" Murong Fu looked at Luzhangke with an "I understand you" look on his face.
"Pfft", Huo Qingtong behind him couldn't help laughing, but immediately covered his mouth and whispered, "You are so narcissistic." (To be continued)