After about a stick of incense had passed, dozens of people were already standing densely in front of the Thousand Buddha Pagoda, including Emei disciples, Wudang disciples, Shaolin monks, etc. They sometimes looked at Murong Fu, and sometimes glanced at Dongfang Bubai.
They were discussing something in a low voice.
Zhang Sanfeng and Zhang Wuji looked a little pale. After all, they had experienced a big battle before and had very little internal energy left. Later, they continuously lost their internal energy to Murong Fu. No matter how deep their internal energy was, it was almost at the bottom.
But among the six sects, Huashan and Kongtong sects were left in the pagoda, and they did not dare to relax.
Murong Fu's whole body was wrapped in a layer of blue-red energy, and the expression on his face could not be clearly seen, but judging from the slight trembling of his legs, it was obvious that he was struggling very hard.
Although in theory he only needs to use the Beiming Divine Technique to absorb the inner energy of the two people into his body, and then fuse and exert it, but in fact, he cannot do this by relying on the Beiming Divine Technique alone, because the Beiming Divine Technique can only absorb it, not release it.
And even if they could get out, Zhang Sanfeng and his two men would not be able to withstand the Thousand Buddhas Pagoda based on their internal strength alone.
Therefore, in addition to using the Beiming Divine Technique to absorb internal energy, Murong Fu also had to combine it with the seventh level of the Great Shift of the Universe. Only then could he exert the power several times the internal energy of Zhang Sanfeng and the two men to prop up the Thousand Buddha Pagoda.
The seventh level of the Great Shift of Heaven and Earth reverses the yin and yang qi of the universe, and pulls the movement between the invisible. This is the first time Murong Fu has used it with all his strength since he practiced it. Although there has always been a steady stream of internal energy support behind him, his own internal energy is also
The rapid consumption puts a huge burden on the body, making it appear extremely strenuous.
At this time, a light blue figure slowly floated down in the air, holding two men in his hands, it was Zhou Zhiruo.
When Master Miejie saw this scene, her expression was extremely complicated. It was only today that she discovered that this disciple who had been very well-behaved in front of her for ten years was completely blind to her, not to mention Zhou Zhiruo's behavior in the battle of Guangmingding.
The amazing performance, that is, the lightness of the current effort is not something I can do.
Seeing Zhou Zhiruo land on the ground, Xian Yutong hurriedly stepped forward to pick up his disciple.
Zhou Zhiruo stroked her forehead slightly tiredly. When this scene fell in the eyes of everyone, they naturally felt ashamed again. These usually aloof and superior elders never thought that one day they would be rescued by a little girl under twenty.
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Song Yuanqiao frowned and winked at Yu Lianzhou. Yu Lianzhou stepped forward and said, "Miss Zhou, please take a rest and let Yu run a few times for you.
"Yes, let's run a few times."
"Yes, how can a little girl like you be so desperate?"
Others spoke in agreement, but no one stepped forward.
This is no wonder for them. The Shixiang Ruanjin Powder is very powerful. Now nearly an hour has passed, but only 50-60% of the internal strength has been restored. Moreover, not everyone can climb up to a height of more than six feet.
Zhou Zhiruo shook her head and said, "Thank you Erxia Yu for your kindness."
"Stop arguing," Zhang Sanfeng suddenly said, "Wuji and I are about to run out of internal energy. Lianzhou and Shenggu, come and help us!"
"Yes, Master!" Yu Lianzhou and Mo Shenggu responded respectfully.
"The poor nun is here to help." Master Jue didn't even wait for Yu Lianzhou to move, but she had already ducked a few feet behind Murong Fu and hit him on the back with a distant palm.
"Of course I can't be lazy!" Master Kongwen smiled slightly, stepped forward first, and pressed down on Murong Fu.
Yu Lianzhou and Mo Shenggu immediately looked at each other and couldn't help but look at Zhang Sanfeng.
Zhang Sanfeng shook his head slightly and said, "Then please protect Mr. Murong!"
Naturally, everyone had no objections.
With Master Miejie and Master Kong Wen joining in, Murong Fu immediately felt a heart-pounding pain, his arms became slightly weak and almost collapsed, and he couldn't help but ask: "Zhiruo, how many people are there inside?"
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Zhou Zhiruo felt a little distressed when she heard Murong Fu's voice changed, "There are about twenty or thirty people left."
Murong Fu pondered for a long time, "You will ask them to listen to my orders and jump down from the top of the tower at the same time!"
Everyone was stunned for a moment, with different expressions on their faces.
"Mr. Murong, I'm afraid there's something wrong with this. The disciples inside are weak in qinggong. If you jump from such a high place, you will definitely die!" Xian Yutong said hurriedly.
Murong Fu did not speak, but Dongfang Bubai snorted coldly, "If you don't jump, they will all die. Look up and see for yourselves."
Everyone looked up and gasped. They saw that the fire on the seventh and eighth floors had burned half of the tower. It was estimated that it would not take long for the tower to be broken into two pieces.
"Little friend Murong, what do you want?" Zhang Sanfeng asked.
"Don't worry, I will have a solution when they jump down!" Murong Fu quickly explained and then fell silent.
Saving these people was not out of his original intention. Since these people didn't know good and evil, they couldn't blame others if they died.
Zhou Zhiruo didn't have any objections. He touched the ground with his toes and climbed up to the Thousand Buddha Pagoda.
"I didn't expect that the rising star of the Emei Sect would have this kind of skill. It's really impressive!" Someone in the crowd sighed and said.
Everyone else nodded in agreement.
Yuan Ziyi, who had already returned to the Emei camp, had a pair of bright eyes that kept turning, looking at Murong Fu from time to time, not knowing what he was thinking.
Ding Minjun's face looked worried about gains and losses, but there was more fear in his eyes.
"Rustling" came the sound of footsteps, and everyone turned around to look, but it was Zhao Min and his party who turned around. Their expressions suddenly changed, and then their faces became filled with resentment. They "swished, swish, swish" and drew their weapons one after another.
Zhao Min couldn't help but be stunned for a moment when he saw the scene, but he immediately looked in the direction of Murong Fu. Seeing that Murong Fu was fine, Zhao Min breathed a sigh of relief.
"Surprisingly... not one of them died!" Wang Baobao was extremely shocked to see someone at such a close distance who could support the Thousand Buddha Pagoda with his internal strength, but he also saw that at this time, those so-called masters were trying their best to support the pagoda.
Living in the Thousand Buddha Pagoda, unable to move, he immediately shouted: "Archers, prepare to shoot them to death!"
"Chi chi chi", following Wang Baobao's command, the archers behind him immediately unfurled their bows and drew arrows.
"No shooting!" Zhao Min opened his hands and blocked the archers.
Wang Baobao was immediately furious, "Minmin, what are you doing? If they run away, you will be the one to suffer!"
"I don't care," Zhao Min's voice paused, "I don't care about other people, but you can't shoot that person!"
When everyone heard Zhao Min's words, they immediately became confused. Only Yuan Ziyi and Huo Qingtong couldn't help but glance at Murong Fu.
"This..." Wang Baobao had a headache. He didn't even know who that person was. How could he avoid him?
At this time, there was a faint sound of quarreling at the top of the tower. Not long after, Zhou Zhiruo jumped down first with two "corpsees" in hand.
Everyone was stunned when they saw the two "corpses". They turned out to be the two elders Xuan Ming of Ruyang Prince's Mansion.
After Zhou Zhiruo landed, she threw the two elders Xuan Ming on the ground. Regardless of the strange looks in everyone's eyes, she asked Murong Fu, "What should we do next?"
"Are they all here?" Murong Fu asked.
"Everyone is here, but..." Zhou Zhiruo paused for a moment, "I didn't find the girl you mentioned."
"Didn't you find it?" Murong Fu murmured, with an indescribable disappointment on his face, but Zhou Zhiruo didn't see it through a thick layer of energy.
"Brother Murong, they may...may not listen to your orders!" Zhou Zhiruo hesitated and then said.
"Ha!" Murong Fu sneered, "It doesn't matter! You guys retreat further!" The last words were addressed to everyone in the six sects.
Naturally, everyone in the Six Sects knew that Murong Fu was going to put down the Thousand Buddhas Pagoda, so they all hurriedly retreated far away.
Although Xian Yutong looked unwilling, at this moment, if he fell out with Murong Fu, he would definitely become an enemy of Wudang Shaolin and other three major sects, so he did not dare to say anything.
As for Yue Buqun, he still looked indifferent.
Wang Baobao's expression changed, and he also retreated with the six factions, keeping a certain distance.
Murong Fu's voice sounded again, "Zhenzhen Zhang, little brother Wuji, as well as the master and the master, I will count one, two, and three, and you all will withdraw your palms together."
"Okay!" Zhang Sanfeng frowned slightly, but he couldn't say much and agreed immediately.
"one!"
"two!"
At this time, everyone present looked at Murong Fu nervously.
"Three! Jump!" Murong Fu suddenly shouted, and the sound spread far away.
As soon as the word "jump" came out, Zhang Sanfeng and others immediately retreated. At the same time, Murong Fu raised his hands vigorously, and the light beam shook and shrunk rapidly.
On the other side, Dongfang Bubai ignored the light beam in the sky and quickly retreated, disappearing into the night in the blink of an eye.
There were several loud "creaks" and "clang bangs", and the Thousand Buddha Pagoda shook violently several times, as if someone had overturned it, and it fell rapidly in the other direction.
At the same time, more than a dozen figures jumped out from the top of the tower. They were disciples of the Huashan Sect and the Kongtong Sect.
Murong Fu's arms were almost numb, but he still made a stroke in the air. Immediately, a few feet of his body was filled with a huge force, and mysterious ripples of aura rippled out.
"What an inner strength! What a magical skill!" came a voice that was a bit shocked and a bit appreciative.
When Murong Fu heard this, he almost fell to his knees. This voice was none other than Basiba.
"Little friend, don't panic, focus on saving people!" Bai Mei said harmoniously.
Murong Fu calmed down and saw that a dozen figures in the sky were already close at hand. He immediately turned around and the energy around him began to slowly rotate.
Those disciples who fell into the whirlpool of energy were immediately pulled and thrown far away.
Everyone in the Huashan Sect breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly went to pick up their disciples.
In less than a moment, all the disciples who jumped down had been thrown away. Suddenly, Murong Fu's pupils shrank slightly, and then he was overjoyed again. However, he saw a slender figure appear in the whirlpool, and he immediately made a move with his right hand,
The figure "floated" in front of Murong Fu, and it was Mao Zhizhi.
"Boom, boom, boom" an earth-shattering sound sounded, the Thousand Buddha Pagoda hit the ground, sparks flew out, and the earth trembled.
After the energy dissipated, Murong Fu stood on the spot with his legs slightly bent, his whole body aching unbearably, "Qingtong, come and help your husband!" (To be continued)