Huiyue user saw the wisp of flame energy, his pupils shrank slightly, and an inexplicable chill grew in his heart.
Murong Fu seemed as if he had not seen him, and asked himself, "Let me ask you, how many people from your Persian chief minister came this time?"
Huiyue was frightened in her heart, but she forced a calm look on her face and said, "You can tell me if you want me to, but you must promise not to tell anyone about this, and you are not allowed to touch me again!"
Murong Fu was stunned for a moment. This woman was not stupid, so she nodded immediately and said, "This is not a problem, I can assure you!"
"There are five hundred and twenty-seven people in total!" Huiyue envoy pondered for a moment and then said a number that was beyond Murong Fu's expectation.
"Didn't you say thousands of people came?" Murong Fu blurted out and asked, but as soon as the words came out, he felt something was wrong.
Sure enough, the Huiyue envoy looked at him with a slightly mocking look, "Do you believe it when I tell you that tens of thousands of people are coming?"
Murong Fu looked very unhappy, but he was relieved in his heart. If there were only more than five hundred people, it would be nothing. He changed the topic and asked, "How many of the so-called Twelve Treasure Tree Kings are here?"
?”
"This..." The Huiyue Messenger immediately looked confused, but after a moment's hesitation, he still said, "A total of five Treasure Tree Kings have come, namely the Great Sage Treasure Tree King, the Juming Treasure Tree King, the Qixin Treasure Tree King, and the Chang Treasure Tree King.
The king of the precious tree, and the king of wisdom.”
"Oh?" Murong Fu felt a little awe-struck in his heart, "The Great Sage Baoshu King, who is known as the number one master, is here too?"
Hearing the words "the number one master", Hui Yuezhi's eyes flashed with a hint of contempt, "Who told you that the Great Sage Baoshu King is the number one master?"
"So there is someone more powerful than the Great Sage Treasure Tree King?" Murong Fu asked.
"So what!" Huiyue Shi seemed to realize something, hummed casually, and said no more.
"What? You don't want to cooperate!" Murong Fu's face darkened, and the red and blue flames that had reached his shoulders jumped slightly and moved to his palms in an instant.
Huiyue was startled and said weakly, "There are countless masters in the sect, and the Great Sage Treasure Tree King can only be ranked in the top five. If we say the one who is most likely to be ranked first, it must be the Great Elder!"
"Great Elder?" Murong Fu was stunned, but he had never heard of any great elder in the Persian Ming Cult. He asked suspiciously, "Except for the leader of your Ming Cult, isn't King Baoshu the biggest? Why?
Is there an extra great elder?”
Hui Yue Shi also saw Murong Fu's doubts and immediately explained, "You only know one, but not the other. To be precise, our sect has three saintly ladies under the leader, who are equivalent to your deputies in the Central Plains.
The position of the leader is followed by the twelve treasure tree kings, but the treasure tree kings are only in charge of doctrines and canons. Correspondingly, there are three elders who are in charge of matters in the religion."
"The three elders not only have extremely high martial arts, but also have great power in the religion. They have the power to decide, appoint and remove the candidates for each generation of Treasure Tree King and the position of leader. Therefore, it can be said that they are tied with the Twelve Treasure Tree King.
It is a transcendent existence in religion, which is difficult for others to know."
She didn't wait for Murong Fu to ask anything, and simply said everything in one go.
Murong Fu's eyes flashed slightly, thinking of Dai Qisi taking Xiao Zhao away overnight. Although he didn't know the reason, it seemed that Dai Qisi still had many secrets hidden in her body.
"How is your great elder's martial arts?" Murong Fu couldn't help but feel curious and asked.
Huiyue Shi shook his head, "The Great Elder lives in seclusion and is like a myth in the religion. No one has ever seen his martial arts, but..."
"But what?"
"But compared to you, the second elder may be on par with you." Hui Yueshi weighed for a while and gave an ambiguous answer.
Murong Fu was slightly surprised. The Huiyue envoy had already seen him exerting his martial arts with all his strength, and he actually said that the so-called second elder was in the same league as him. This shows that the second elder must also be a person with extremely high martial arts skills.
Of course, no matter how powerful the second elder is, it has nothing to do with the current situation. The conversation changed and Murong Fu suddenly asked, "Is there a set of martial arts secrets in the Holy Fire Order?"
"Yes..." Huiyue Shi said the word "yes" smoothly, then his expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly changed his words, "No, no."
"Hehe!" Murong Fu sneered, "You three Fengyunyue envoys must have practiced the martial arts in two Holy Fire Tokens respectively."
"How do you know this?" Huiyue was startled and blurted out.
"It goes without saying that although the internal energy and aura of the three of you are very different, the energy is connected and the martial arts methods complement each other. The cooperation is perfect. Apart from splitting a martial arts into three parts for practice, there is nothing else.
possible."
Murong Fu expressed his guess. He had studied the Holy Fire Order for most of the night, but he had gained nothing. Although he still could not understand the meaning of the patterns on the Holy Fire Order, but if combined with last night's Fengyun Yue San
Judging from the martial arts used, some tricks can still be seen.
It's a pity that he doesn't know what the internal strength of the three Persian envoys is, otherwise he can see more things. In addition, he always feels that the six Holy Fire Tokens are not all the Holy Fire Tokens. In terms of the number of martial arts methods, it is still missing.
An extremely crucial part, which is why the three Persian envoys were defeated so quickly last night.
The Huiyue Messenger didn't know that Murong Fu had already figured out the secret of the Holy Fire Order. At this moment, all she could think about was to delay as much time as possible and wait for rescue. After a moment of silence, she said, "You are the smartest and most skilled martial artist I have ever seen."
The highest Central Plains person, but I cannot tell you the secret of the Holy Fire Order, and even if you know it, it is impossible to practice it."
"That's not necessarily the case!" Murong Fu smiled slightly and suddenly asked, "Where is the remaining Holy Fire Token?"
"In..." As soon as Huiyue Shi opened his mouth, he immediately became vigilant, but immediately a strange color flashed in his eyes and said, "You guessed it right, the Holy Fire Token has a total of seven pieces, and there is another piece in the hands of the second elder. I advise you
Don’t even think about it.”
Murong Fu was silent. The second elder was far away in Persia. Even if it was given to him for free, he would not foolishly take it. Since he had obtained the information he wanted most, he had better get over the current crisis first.
In the time it took him to force Huiyue to confess, the ship had already rocked violently several times, and he had been shot several times.
Immediately, Murong Fu flicked out several pieces of ice into Hui Yue Shi's body, then turned around and left the house.
When he came out of the house, a strong wind hit him. Murong Fu moved the world without thinking. With a twist of his elbow, a cannonball was pulled out by the force and hit the water.
Murong Fu's heart trembled slightly at that moment. With his strong martial arts, he could only move the cannonball seven or eight feet away. "Sure enough, no matter how high your martial arts skills are, you can't defeat the cannon."
Looking up, his eyesight was extremely far, and he could clearly see the large ship of the Persian Ming Cult. The ship was more than twenty feet long, twice as big as the ship under his feet. The ship was integrated into one body, and its entire body was painted a dazzling golden yellow.
, there is a fiery red flame mark printed on the sail.
Sighing slightly, Murong Fu glanced around, but saw Zhou Zhiruo and Xie Xun standing at the stern of the boat. One was holding the Yitian Sword, the other was holding the Dragon Slaying Knife. There were some gravel and debris around them. There was no need to think about it.
Knowing that the two of them actually relied on the sharpness of the magic weapons in their hands to resist the cannonballs.
After pondering for a long time, Murong Fu suddenly sent a message to the two of them and said, "Thank you for your hard work, leave it to me. You guys should adjust your breath well. There will be a big battle in a while!"
The two of them didn't know why, but they didn't say anything. They jumped up and jumped in front of Murong Fu. Zhou Zhiruo was fine, her forehead was covered with a layer of fine beads of sweat, but her breath was still full, but Xie Xun was.
The face is slightly pale, the hero is dying, even though the sword is in hand, the person is already old.
"Both of you, adjust your breath as soon as possible. We will turn around the bow of the boat later, attack them and kill them all!" After Murong Fu finished speaking, without waiting for the two of them to speak, he jumped to the stern of the boat and took over from the two of them.
task.
In the blink of an eye, half an hour passed. The speed of the big ship Murong Fu was on was getting slower and slower, and the hull was broken in many places. It seemed that it might sink at any time.
But the golden ship of the Persian Ming Cult was getting faster and faster. The distance between the two was about a hundred feet, but the sound of cannons had stopped.
At this moment, Murong Fu was standing on the bow of the boat, with Xie Xun, Zhang Wuji, Zhao Min, Zhou Zhiruo and a group of Emei disciples standing behind him.
"You don't have to be afraid. I have received definite information. There are only four to five hundred people on that ship at most. And I don't need to explain the principle of capturing the thief first." Murong Fu said calmly.
"I'll understand!" All the disciples of the Emei Sect responded in unison.
As for Xie Xun, Zhang Wuji and others also nodded.
Murong Fu immediately ordered the ship to be turned around, and the ship suddenly shook and quickly rammed into the Persian ship.
Before they had gone far, a strong wind sounded, and countless arrows came from the sky and covered the ground.
Everyone took out their weapons one after another, parrying and blocking.
The people present were at least top-notch experts, and there was nothing they could do about it with just feather arrows, but as time went on, casualties would inevitably occur.
Murong Fu opened his hands, and the true essence of his Dantian surged out. A strange wave swept away. In an instant, a vortex of energy with a radius of about ten feet was formed above his head. As soon as the arrow touched the vortex, it immediately deflected.
direction and shoot elsewhere.
Everyone stared at this scene blankly, their faces full of horror.
"Is this the great shift of the universe..." Zhang Wuji murmured, but his heart was full of bitterness. This martial arts should have been his. He didn't pay much attention to martial arts before, and he only practiced Nine Yang Magic.
It was to relieve the pain of cold poison in his body, but as he entered the world, the more he experienced, the more he felt that if his martial arts skills were higher, he would definitely be able to change the fate of many people.
About a quarter of an hour passed, and the people on the Persian ship seemed to have discovered that the feather arrows were useless against Murong Fu and others, and no more feather arrows were shot from the air.
"I'll go and clear the way for you all first!" Murong Fu laughed loudly and flew up, with his hands behind his back, his body shape was like riding the wind and waves, so elegant.