"Zhijing, Zhijing!" Qiu Chuji's expression changed drastically and he shouted twice. He quickly took out a medicine bottle from his arms and applied medicine to stop the bleeding.
"Sorry, I have tolerated him for a long time!" Murong Fu said expressionlessly and put down his arms.
Wang Chuyi and the Quanzhen Sect disciples all looked at Murong Fu angrily, but did not dare to act rashly. After all, the situation was stronger than the others, not to mention the nearly a thousand Lingjiu Palace disciples around the hall.
They couldn't deal with Tianshan Tonglao and Murong Fu, and Qiu Chuji was busy helping Zhao Zhijing treat his wounds, so all decisions had to be made by Qiu Chuji.
For a moment, the palace was eerily quiet. No one expressed surrender, and no one dared to say dissatisfaction. Of course, it was not that no one thought of attacking in groups. I believe that if more than a thousand people attack together, even Murong Fu and Tianshan Tonglao
They may not be able to withstand it, not to mention that as long as there is chaos in the palace, they can fish in troubled waters and take the opportunity to escape.
Murong Fu secretly sneered in his heart. If these people had thought this way from the beginning, they might have caught him off guard. Unfortunately, no one wanted to be the one who stood out. They were all waiting for others to muddy the waters so that they could fish in troubled waters. Until now,
The way down the mountain has long been blocked by the Vulture Palace, and no one can escape.
"What? You don't want to surrender?" After a moment of silence, no one in the palace took action. Murong Fu immediately lost his patience, "In this case, then let's all die!"
"I am willing to surrender, and I hope the Lord can give me a chance!" But it was Wu Boss who said hastily, and then hurriedly walked to the place designated by Murong Fu.
As he moved, dozens of disciples behind him followed him. A trace of hesitation flashed across the faces of other cave masters and island masters, and they all walked over sparsely. In a few breaths, the thirty-six caves of Seventy-two Islands
Of the people, there are only a few people with no family or sect, such as Taoist Bu Ping, Fairy Furong and Cui Luhua.
Taoist Bu Ping hesitated for a long time, but finally did not take that step.
Murong Fu glanced at the people on Thirty-six Cave and Seventy-two Islands, and shook his head in a funny way, "Why, none of your hands have been stained with the blood of Lingjiu Palace disciples?"
"Murong... Sir, sir," Wu Boss immediately bowed and said, "I am ashamed to say that we, a ragtag group of people with mediocre martial arts, did not get the chance to take action when we attacked Piaomiao Peak!"
As soon as he said these words, Yue Buqun, the ancestor of Blood Knife, immediately turned pale and glared at Boss Wu fiercely. Even Wang Chuyi, who had always been chivalrous and benevolent, couldn't help but feel a little angry in his heart, feeling that this man was too unkind.
In fact, what Mr. Wu said was indeed true. Except for himself, who had some reservations, everyone else wished they could kill one or two Lingjiu Palace disciples. However, the Huashan Sect disciples and the Blood Knife Sect disciples were too fast to attack.
Cruel, as for the Quanzhen Sect, they only injured the disciples of Lingjiu Palace.
Murong Fu glanced at Yue Buqun and the Blood Knife Ancestor, and then winked at Child Elder. Child Elder understood, smiled coldly, and suddenly jumped out.
"Wait a minute!" But at this moment, the hoarse voice of the Blood Knife Ancestor sounded, "My Blood Knife Sect is willing to surrender!"
"Hmph!" Child Elder paused slightly for the palm she had already struck, then flicked her wrist and moved it slightly to the side, hitting the Blood Knife Ancestor a few inches on his side.
"Oh? Ancestor Blood Knife is willing to surrender to Lingjiu Palace?" A look of surprise flashed across Murong Fu's face, but when he saw the light in his eyes flashing and his eyes turning around, he suddenly understood.
"Hmph, no matter whether you really surrender or pretend to surrender, you can only be driven by me in the end!" Murong Fu secretly sneered in his heart, but said calmly, "In this case, the Blood Knife Sect can avoid death and stay.
I would like to forgive the souls of the disciples who died for Lingjiu Palace in a useful way!"
As soon as these words came out, the disciples of Lingjiu Palace were overjoyed. If Murong Fu killed these people directly, they would not be happy. On the contrary, if he stayed, they would be able to let these people have a taste of life and death. They
I couldn’t understand Tong Lao’s character any better.
Sure enough, I saw a smile on Child Elder's face, "I didn't join the Lingjiu Palace just because I wanted to. You have to pass the entry test first. If you pass it, you can naturally join the Lingjiu Palace. If you can't pass it, you can join the Vulture Palace.
That can only be blamed on your lack of strength!"
The Blood Knife Ancestor looked at Tianshan Child Elder's smile and felt chills running down his spine, but he couldn't find anything wrong with it. Entry tests are available in many sects, but in different forms. He immediately said cautiously, "Tong Elder, don't worry.
, wait until old age... My disciples must be energetic and prepared, and they will all pass your sect's entry test!"
Boss Wu and others certainly knew what the so-called entry test was, but at this moment, they absolutely did not dare to remind them.
Child Elder smiled slightly, "No need, this is not a troublesome matter, it can be done in an instant!"
After saying that, he patted the water bag on his waist and waved his hands, and dozens of light and transparent ice flakes shot out.
The Blood Knife Ancestor's complexion changed drastically. He was about to dodge, but he was injured internally. His movements could not help but slow down for a moment. He could only watch the strange ice shards silently sink into his body and disappear. The same was true for all the disciples behind him.
"This... you... what on earth did you do to us!" the Blood Knife Ancestor asked anxiously.
"It's nothing, you will know soon!" Child Elder smiled faintly, folded her hands on her chest, and looked like she was watching a good show.
The Blood Knife Ancestor's heart was slightly frightened, and he hurriedly mobilized his internal energy to check his whole body. However, as soon as his internal energy was activated, he felt a numbness and itch all over his body, which gradually penetrated into his lungs and bone marrow.
The Blood Knife Ancestor wanted to cut his own flesh with the knife, and said in a panic, "Give me...give me the antidote!"
As for the other disciples of the Blood Knife Sect, they were even more miserable. They were already rolling on the ground with their heads in their hands, wailing in their mouths.
"Hmph, you kill my disciples of the Vulture Palace. How can I let you go so cheaply? Come on, take the Blood Knife disciples down and give them the antidote three days later." The Tianshan Child Elder snorted coldly and turned to the side of the Vulture.
The palace disciple ordered.
After the disciples of the Blood Knife Sect were escorted away, Child Elder returned to Murong Fu and scanned the people in the hall. The coldness in her eyes made everyone shiver.
Yue Buqun's thoughts changed in his mind, but he still couldn't think of a proper way to escape. He couldn't help but look at the people of the Quanzhen Sect.
After Qiu Chuji treated Zhao Zhijing's injuries, he slowly drew out his long sword and pointed it at Murong Fu, "In recent years, the Murong family's reputation as a knight has spread far and wide. I thought that Mr. Murong was a great hero in the world, with unparalleled benevolence and righteousness. What I saw today,
But I am greatly disappointed!"
Qiu Chuji shook his head with a heartbroken look, and continued, "Since the founding of the Quanzhen Sect, we have always regarded the world as our own responsibility. Even if we fight to the last disciple, we will never surrender to the evil sect and crooked ways."
Murong Fu pondered for a long time and nodded slowly, "In that case, there is no need to talk nonsense, no one will be left behind!"
The last four words were spoken to Child Elder.
As soon as he finished speaking, the two of them took action at the same time. Child Elder flew towards the disciples of Huashan Sect. The strength in her hands was swaying, and the shadow of her palms was erratic. In the blink of an eye, two Huashan disciples fell to the ground.
Murong Fu jumped towards Qiu Chuji, raising his sword fingers together on the way, and a light green sword aura hung on his fingertips, light and agile, and elusive.
Qiu Chuji certainly knew about this world-famous divine sword. He immediately stamped his foot and made a sword formula with his left hand. The long sword in his right hand trembled slightly and stabbed out more than a dozen swords in an instant. But every time in the middle of the process, his wrist flicked.
Shaking, the sword move was divided into three. In an instant, dozens of sword shadows appeared out of thin air and enveloped Murong Fu.
Murong Fu had seen this sword transformation of the Sanqing Dynasty many times, but Qiu Chuji was the first to be able to exert the power of this sword technique to such an extreme. He immediately flipped his wrist, made a volley of Shang Yang sword energy in his hand, and immediately made a
The half-moon shaped blue sword energy swept out.
"Puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff." Qiu Chuji's sword shadow and Murong Fu's sword energy only remained in a stalemate for less than a breath, before the sword shadow disappeared and disintegrated.
Qiu Chuji immediately turned on the spot, and while withdrawing his long sword, he made another diagonal slash, striking the half-moon-shaped sword aura. He only heard a "clang" sound, and the sword aura broke into two pieces and flew to both sides.
go.
"Come again! If the Quanzhen Sect only has this ability to keep things under control, I'm afraid it won't exist for long!" Murong Fu smiled faintly, waved his hand, and fired out several more sword energy of the Six Meridian Divine Sword.
"Don't talk nonsense!" Qiu Chuji shouted angrily and suddenly stepped forward. He completely ignored his own defense and pointed his sword directly at Murong Fu's throat. However, he used an excellent skill in the Quanzhen Sect that was pure in killing the enemy.
Swordsmanship.
"The same swordsmanship!" Murong Fu murmured, leaning forward slightly, crossing the fingers of his hands together, and in an instant, ten sword energies of different colors shot out across each other.
This move is his own method of using the Six Meridians Divine Sword. The Six Meridians Sword Qi is originally extremely sharp and sharp sword Qi. At this moment, it is intertwined together like a spider web composed of sword Qi. The attack range is greatly increased.
, and even has certain defensive functions, which can be said to be both offensive and defensive.
Qiu Chuji was startled. As soon as this move came out, even if he wanted to die together, he couldn't do it. In the midst of lightning and flint, he had no choice but to let go of the long sword in his hand and rolled on the spot. However, he passed by the "net-shaped" Six-Mein Divine Sword.
He dodged over, stretched out his hand, and took the sword in his hand again.
"Oh?" A look of surprise flashed across Murong Fu's eyes. He didn't expect Qiu Chu to have the opportunity to come up with such a countermeasure.
But at this moment, Qiu Chuji's sword reached Murong Fu's body, only half a foot away from his throat.
Murong Fu stretched out two fingers to pinch the tip of the sword like lightning, but Qiu Chuji seemed to have expected it. The inner strength of his arm surged wildly, and the tip of the sword trembled suddenly, and strangely deflected half an inch, bypassing Murong Fu's fingers.
"Good swordsmanship!" Murong Fu was startled and hurriedly raised his head to avoid it.
All this is a long story. In fact, from the time the two of them fought to the present, only a breath or two has passed. Everyone in the hall was dizzy and dazzled. Many people with ordinary internal strength were even more disgusted and nauseated, and hurriedly turned their heads away.
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"Quickly, come here five disciples with profound internal skills and follow me to set up the Tiangang Beidou Formation to help the master in fending off the enemy!" At this time, Wang Chuyi suddenly said.
Five Quanzhen Sect disciples, including Wang Chu, a total of six figures, jumped out and joined Murong Fu and Qiu Chuji on the battlefield.
Qiu Chuji understood and cooperated with the six people to set up the Tiangang Beidou Formation.