Chapter five hundred and forty-ninth is it extremely Tailai?
"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 one or two breaths have passed. Everyone in the hall was dizzy and dazzled. Many people with ordinary internal strength were even more disgusted and nauseated, and hurriedly turned 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 leader defend against the enemy!" At this time, Wang Chuyi suddenly said.
Five Quanzhen disciples immediately jumped out, 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.
After being blurred for a while, the seven figures were seen standing in position according to the position of the Big Dipper. One hand was placed on the shoulder of the fellow disciple at his side, and the other hand was constantly changing the hand gestures.
A burst of white light flashed across Qiu Chuji's face, and he hesitated with energy in his palm. He flipped his wrist and struck out with a palm. The void at the edge of his palm trembled, and there was a faint and harsh sound.
The other six people actually focused all their internal energy on Qiu Chu's body.
"Hmph!" Murong Fu glanced at the positions of the seven people with a hint of contempt. Ten years ago, he had to rely on the Formation Eye and the Beiming Divine Skill to break the Tiangang Beidou Formation. Today, it is completely different.
Already.
But I saw a flash of green and red on his face, his left hand made a strange and complicated gesture, and his right hand lightly stretched out a palm.
"Pfft", Murong Fu and Qiu Chuji's palms met, and there was no sound. But at the next moment, Murong Fu stamped his left foot violently, and a circle of force ripples erupted vertically between the two palms, with the palms as the center.
Wherever he passed, the floor paved with blue and white stones immediately had a deep scratch.
"How can you also have innate skills!" Qiu Chuji looked shocked immediately, but as soon as he said the words, he immediately felt that something was wrong. His innate skills were not proficient, but he had only achieved a small amount of success. When he was lucky, he absolutely couldn't speak, otherwise he would once
If the Qi is deflated, the internal breath will become chaotic and the palm strength will be greatly reduced.
"Is this the innate skill?" A look of surprise flashed across Murong Fu's face, and then the star shifted at full speed. In an instant, the innate skill that was several times greater than that of Qiu Chuji surged out.
Qiu Chuji felt as if he had been hit by a big mountain, his body floated up involuntarily, and he was sent out with his classmates behind him.
"Hehe, the Tiangang Beidou Formation is nothing more than that!" Murong Fu smiled coldly. In fact, he knew in his heart that the Tiangang Beidou Formation was indeed very mysterious. If it were performed by seven masters of Qiu Chuji's level, it would be impossible to defeat it so quickly.
After all, I am afraid that I will have to use the Beiming Magic to do it.
"Puff..." After the seven people landed on the ground, they immediately spat out a mouthful of blood. The Tiangang Beidou Formation was connected with branches. It can be said that all of them were damaged. As long as one person was injured, the others would not be exempted.
Qiu Chuji looked at Murong Fu with an extremely horrified expression. After a long while, he suddenly understood, and murmured, "Repay the other person with his own way. So that's how it is... So that's how it is..."
"Taoist Master Qiu, now it's time for you to take action yourself, or for me to take action and send you on your way!" Murong Fu said calmly with killing intent in his eyes.
In fact, the reason why he was so cruel to the people of the Quanzhen Sect was not really because they came to attack Piaomiao Peak, nor was it the reason that Yin Zhiping and Zhao Zhijing had had an idea of Xiao Longnu, but because of his relationship with Piaomiao Peak and today's
What he did should really not be exposed.
The terrain of Piaomiao Peak is unique, and the geographical location is also very special. There are Jin and Song countries in the east, Xixia in the south, Mongolia in the north, and Tubo and Hui tribes in the west. When Murong Fu went up to Piaomiao Peak, he had secretly decided to make this place his home.
The family's second base camp is to be developed, or even the final retreat, so the location of Piaomiao Peak and everything that happened today must not be leaked.
Qiu Chuji's face darkened slightly, he opened his mouth, then shook his head and sighed, and asked lightly, "Where are the disciples of the Quanzhen Sect?"
"Here!" nearly a hundred Quanzhen Sect disciples immediately responded in unison. Although the voice was huge, it could not help but have a somewhat tragic meaning.
"What is the purpose of Quanzhen Sect?" Qiu Chuji asked.
"Get rid of illusions and realize the true nature, see the clear nature of the mind, help the common people, eliminate demons and defend the way!" All the disciples chanted in unison, with even more force than before. There was a strange rhythm in the voice, which only shocked everyone in the hall.
I can't help but have the idea of fighting a powerful enemy together.
"Huh!" Murong Fu snorted coldly. The sound was not loud, but it reached everyone's ears clearly. Everyone was shocked, came to their senses, and exclaimed in secret.
"Disciples of the Quanzhen Sect, kill!" Qiu Chuji suddenly shouted, and all the disciples moved in response, stabbing Murong Fu with dozens of cold swords at the same time.
Murong Fu had no expression on his face, and opened his hands. When the time came, a strong wind surged in the palace. Within a few feet of the radius, the weapons of everyone trembled and buzzed. Then, with a swipe, they flew out automatically, and they all went in unison.
Murong Fu gathered his heads and left.
"Since you all want to eliminate demons and defend the Tao, let me be a demon for once!" Murong Fu's voice seemed to come from Jiuyou, cold and emotionless, "Go!"
"Chichichichi" there was a rapid sound, and more than a hundred weapons flew out from Murong Fu's head at the same time. The momentum was so fierce and the moves were so mysterious that everyone in the hall could only see their hearts swaying. Everyone in the hall marveled at his swordsmanship, even the Tianshan boy's grandmother.
He stopped chasing the Huashan disciples and stared blankly at Murong Fu's actions, gaining an additional understanding of Murong Fu's martial arts skills.
Seeing that nearly a hundred disciples of the Quanzhen Sect were about to lose their lives at the hands of Murong Fu, at this moment, an extremely old voice sounded in the hall, "My little friend, please keep a line in your life so that we can meet each other in the future. If you kill them all like this, I'm afraid you will do something wrong."
OK!"
The sound was elusive and elusive, as if it was close in front of you and yet it seemed far away in the horizon.
But the next moment, a wave of energy suddenly set off in the hall, like an overwhelming mountain. Everyone was thrown out one after another, even the disciples of the Quanzhen Sect. The speed was extremely fast, and they were already there in the blink of an eye.
Before Murong Fu returned.
The weapons flying all over the sky plunged into the air waves, but they fell into the mud and into the sea. They disappeared in the blink of an eye, and the air waves continued to hit Murong Fu.
"What kind of person is pretending to be a ghost?" Murong Fu shouted loudly, and immediately bent his legs slightly, made a circle with his left hand in the air, and slowly pushed out with a palm of his right hand.
"Roar!" A dull explosion was heard, and a mountain-like golden palm flew out and hit the air waves in an instant.
There was a loud "bang" sound, air waves flew up, the palm force spread out, and the whole hall seemed to tremble.
When the smoke and dust dissipated, everyone looked intently, and saw a tall, thin old man with a silver beard standing in front of Murong Fu. He was dressed in a white Taoist robe, with a ruddy complexion and a child-like face, with a faint halo flowing around his body.
A fairy-like temperament emerged spontaneously.
At this time, Murong Fu and the old man were trying to catch each other's palms. It was obvious that they were competing for palm power.
"Who is your Excellency?" Murong Fu's face was slightly rosy, obviously it was not easy to hold hands with the old man.
The old man just smiled and shook his head without saying a word. On the other hand, Qiu Chuji and Wang Chuyi behind him widened their eyes in disbelief and shouted excitedly, "Teacher...Teacher..."
I don’t know if I was too excited to say yes, but I didn’t say the last word “teacher” after several times.
Murong Fu's eyes moved slightly, his face suddenly became extremely surprised, and he exclaimed, "Are you Wang Chongyang?"
"Wang Chongyang?"
"Chongyang, the king of supernatural power?"
"Isn't he dead? Has he really become an immortal?"
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For a moment, everyone in the palace was whispering to each other, but what they discussed was all shocking and incomprehensible.
The old man in white just smiled faintly and nodded slightly.
"How could you not be dead?" Murong Fu couldn't help but ask. He never expected that Wang Chongyang, the founder of the Quanzhen sect, was still alive, and just when he was about to kill the disciples of the Quanzhen sect, he suddenly appeared.
This is a huge gap.
Wang Chongyang raised his brows slightly, "My little friend, you'd better be more attentive!"
"I know it without you reminding me!" Now that he had broken his face, Murong Fu didn't have anything to be polite about. The true energy in his dantian immediately surged and he gained a little more strength.
A look of surprise flashed across Wang Chongyang's face, and he said with admiration, "It's really rare for me to have such accomplishments at such a young age. If you can change your behavior, you will be able to make great achievements in the future and contribute to the world."
Brings blessings to the common people."
"Huh, Your Excellency, it's better not to rely on your old age!" Murong Fu said angrily, but he was very shocked in his heart. Ever since he condensed his true energy, he felt like "he will be the best in the world", and even felt that he would never be the best in the world.
There would be no rival, but I didn't expect that today I would meet the legendary Wang Chongyang, and the opponent's inner strength was so deep that I actually felt like I had no bottom.
"Young people should be afraid of not having a sense of awe!" Wang Chongyang said with a smile.
"I just don't believe in this evil!" Murong Fu snorted coldly, and the Northern Dark True Energy surged out from his whole body. At the same time, he kicked off his legs violently, even using his physical strength.
Wang Chongyang was slightly startled. He thought that Murong Fu had already used all his skills before, but he didn't expect that a new force would come over him immediately. Is this kid a bottomless pit? Then he heard a "bang" sound, and his figure could no longer stand upright.
Teng Teng took a few steps back.
Wang Chongyang looked at Murong Fu blankly, with an extremely surprised look on his face. After a while, he sighed slightly, "There are many talented people in this generation, but I didn't expect that this generation would have such a weirdo and monster like you. I'm afraid even if I do it again
Being thirty years younger may not be your opponent."
Murong Fu was secretly proud in his heart, but his face did not reveal anything. He just asked lightly, "There are rumors in the world that Wang Chongyang really died after he pretended to be dead and successfully attacked Ouyang Feng. How can you still be alive? And these years in Chongyang Palace
I've been in disaster several times, but you haven't taken any action?"
"Huh? How did you know about the fake death?" Wang Chongyang looked startled and couldn't help turning his head to look at Qiu Chuji.