Zhou Zhiruo reached out a hand and caught the Yitian Sword steadily, but at this moment, her whole body's true energy was leaking out, her face was slightly pale, and she looked like she was exercising excessively.
Assassin glanced at his clothes that were torn by the Yitian Sword. His face was indescribably ugly. He hadn't looked so embarrassed in many years. His eyes when he looked at Zhou Zhiruo were also extremely cold.
However, he did not act rashly. It was not that he was afraid of Zhou Zhiruo. He could tell at a glance that although Zhou Zhiruo had extraordinary internal strength, she was still far behind him. It was just that the technique this woman used to wield the sword just now was actually a bit different from that of Murong Fu.
They are very similar, or come from the same origin.
Previously, he thought that Murong Fu was able to control objects out of thin air by integrating the Great Shift of the Universe and his sword skills. It was not until this moment that he suddenly understood that this was simply a set of wonderful sword skills created for controlling swords. It was just that
The woman is obviously a newbie, quite half-experienced.
Zhou Zhiruo glanced around, her eyes lingering on Zhao Min and Xiao Zhao for a while, then she moved lightly towards Murong Fu and asked, "Who is this person?"
Murong Fu smiled bitterly, "He is the second elder of the Persian Ming Cult. His martial arts are unfathomable, and he also has a weird Qi Jin that specializes in sealing people's inner strength."
Zhou Zhiruo raised her brows slightly, and then looked directly at Assassin, looking up and down a lot, and a strange look flashed across her face.
Assassin smiled slightly, bowed and performed a common etiquette for nobles in the Western Regions, and asked, "But I don't know what to call this girl? The sword you hold in your hand is the famous Yitian Sword in the Central Plains?"
"Hmph!" For some reason, when Zhou Zhiruo saw this person for the first time, she felt an indescribable disgust, and immediately snorted coldly, "So what, do you still want to rob him?"
"No," Assassin shook his head, "No matter how sharp this weapon is, it is not suitable for me to use. It is better to keep it with the girl. But I am a little curious, what kind of skill did you use just now?"
Zhou Zhiruo was stunned for a moment, then replied unceremoniously, "You don't care what kind of kung fu I use."
"Haha..." Assassin was not angry at all. He chuckled softly and said, "Forget it, what's the matter with the girl here?"
Zhou Zhiruo ignored him, but turned to look at Murong Fu, "How are you?"
Although she only said four faint words, Murong Fu could understand what she meant. The implication was that he was asking himself whether the two of them could defeat the person in front of him if they joined forces.
Although Zhou Zhiruo had just arrived, anyone who was not an idiot could clearly see what was going on. Based on what Murong Fu said just now, he might have been blocked by the other party. In her memory, Murong Fu had always been omnipotent.
This is the first time I have suffered such a big loss.
Murong Fu's face showed a bitter look, and his lips moved slightly, but he said through sound transmission, "Integrate your power into my body, activate the Yitian Sword, and you may be able to repel this person!"
"Haha..." Before Zhou Zhiruo could speak, Assassin laughed loudly, "I would like to advise Mr. Murong, if I am forced to take action again, your end may be very unpredictable, because you are not the only one here.
It’s time to choose someone!”
As he spoke, he glanced at Zhou Zhiruo. Although he couldn't hear what the two were communicating, he could guess the general content.
Murong Fu was immediately startled. He didn't expect that the other party would actually set his sights on Zhiruo. Although he had been blocked in his skills previously, he was not too afraid. At the worst, he had to give in and use the characteristics of his Beiming Divine Skill to surpass him.
It's not a matter of time for Assassin, but if Zhiruo falls into the opponent's hands, he won't be so calm.
As his thoughts turned around, he suddenly yelled at Zhiruo, "Hit my Tanzhong point!"
Zhou Zhiruo instinctively stretched out her hand, but stopped suddenly midway. The Tanzhong point is a person's Achilles' heel, and for martial arts practitioners, it is the most vulnerable point. How can it be added up with strength.
"Hurry up!" Murong Fu urged with a solemn expression. Zhou Zhiruo immediately stopped hesitating and pressed a palm on Murong Fu's Tanzhong point. Just out of caution, he did not use much skill.
But at this moment, a suction force came from Murong Fu's chest. Zhou Zhiruo's body trembled slightly, and the internal energy in the Dantian poured into the opponent's body crazily, unable to control himself.
Zhou Zhiruo looked at Murong Fu with a frightened face, but saw that he just smiled slightly, with a look of relief in his eyes. Out of trust in Murong Fu, Zhou Zhiruo's face disappeared, and she turned to activate her Dantian Qi with all her strength.
into the arm for Murong Fu to wash his hands.
When Assassin saw this scene, he would be lying if he said he was not surprised. However, no matter how he guessed, he could not figure out what the two people were doing. He wanted to continue watching, but he had a bad feeling in his heart.
After hesitating for a moment, Assassin finally shook his head and sighed, stepped out with his left foot, and suddenly jumped about ten feet. In two or three steps, he jumped in front of Murong Fu and the two of them.
But when he saw his right hand raised slightly, he recited a piece of Persian quickly, and then above the heads of Murong Fu and Murong Fu, two circles of light, one red and one blue, condensed out of thin air. The circles crossed each other, seeming to separate and close, spinning slowly.
Murong Fu's face changed slightly, and a ruthless look flashed in his eyes. The next moment, the whole body was covered with green and red light. In an instant, Zhou Zhiruo's face turned pale and bloodless, and he fell down softly as if he had collapsed.
A trace of distress flashed in Murong Fu's eyes, and then he opened his hand to grab it, and the Yitian Sword that fell on the ground suddenly flew up.
"Oh? It's interesting!" Assassin smiled slightly, and suddenly grasped the palm of his hand raised in the air. The red and blue halo of light above Murong Fu's head instantly merged into one, and in the blink of an eye it turned into the same gray energy as before.
Murong Fu turned a deaf ear to all this. He made a sword formula with his left hand. He suddenly picked up the Yitian Sword with his right hand and drew a semicircle backward. At the same time, a white semicircular sword energy surged upwards in the wind.
Cut out.
Assassin was stunned for a moment, then his expression changed drastically, "Xiantian..."
Before he could say the next words, the gray halo above Murong Fu's head had been split into two halves.
"Poof!" Assassin seemed to have been interrupted because of his movement, and he immediately vomited a large mouthful of blood.
Murong Fu didn't move his body, and moved his right arm from back to front, and drew out another sword. The same oval-shaped sword energy that was stretched too long flew forward at an extremely fast speed. In the blink of an eye, it had already crossed over ten feet.
Void.
It was too late for Assassin to dodge. At this moment, the hairs all over his body stood on end, and he felt cold all over. He actually had a feeling of impending disaster. In the flash of lightning, he didn't have time to think too much, and his whole body was shocked.
He crossed his palms in front of his chest and slapped them hard, and suddenly two strange energies, one red and one blue, shot out from his body, beating like flames, covering his whole body in the blink of an eye, and his whole body was like a man on fire.
With a "pop" sound, Murong Fu's innate sword energy struck the red and blue flames, and a "crack, crackle, crackle" sound was heard, like cold water poured into boiling oil.
What surprised Murong Fu was that the innate sword energy was actually blocked and he could not move forward even an inch.
A look of surprise flashed across his face, and Murong Fu immediately waved his arm, "swishing" twice, and slashed out with two more innate sword energy.
This was not over yet. After two sword strikes, he suddenly grasped the hilt of the Yitian Sword with both arms, twisted his waist, and swept the sword violently. This time was different from the previous one. The sword energy had turned milky white and was only as thick as his little finger, but this time
After slashing out with the sword, his breath instantly became weak and his face turned very pale.
Assassin was quite reluctant to resist a sword energy. He didn't expect that Murong Fu would attack three more sword energy one after another. Moreover, the last sword energy was obviously much more powerful, almost as powerful as the first three sword energy combined.
How can I resist if this continues?
"How on earth does this kid practice? After practicing so many extraordinary martial arts, he can actually develop his innate sword energy to such a level? If I had known that he was so difficult to deal with, I should have taken advantage of him beforehand..." Short
In just a short moment, Assassin had countless thoughts flashing through his mind. He thought for a long time, but he still could not figure out a move that could break Murong Fu's innate sword energy.
With two "Puff" sounds, the two sword energy struck the red and blue light in front of Assassin one after another. In an instant, the light was reduced by most of it, and the strange "flame" energy that originally spread all over the body was like a long whale sucking water.
It quickly turned around and condensed into a point in front of the chest, right in the middle of the long and narrow sword energy.
But at this moment, the last sword energy suddenly hit the first three sword energy. Assassin's body was shaken, his throat was sweet, and he spat out a mouthful of blood, and the faintly beating red and blue flames,
It also trembled slightly and disappeared without a trace.
Four sword energy crossed horizontally and vertically and passed through Assassin's body. His expression instantly froze and his body became motionless.
There was silence in the dim forest, and the sound of leaves falling to the ground and the chirping of insects and ants could be clearly heard.
Dai Qisi stared at this scene blankly, with a look of disbelief on her face. She thought it was a miracle that Murong Fu could last so long under Assassin, but she didn't expect that he was defeated in the end.
Because of the bonus of Yitian Sword, it is enough to show that the opponent's martial arts is very high. Maybe Xiao Zhao is really good at following him...
"Master!" Xiao Zhao didn't know what Dai Qisi was thinking. At this moment, she was staring at Murong Fu without blinking, but when she saw that his body suddenly fell limp, she couldn't help being frightened, and hurriedly ran over to help him up.
"I'm fine!" Murong Fu smiled at Xiao Zhao, managed to stand up, and then helped up Zhou Zhiruo, who was lying at his feet.
"Ha!" At this moment, Assassin, who had been motionless, suddenly chuckled and slowly raised his head.
Xiao Zhao was startled, "Master, he..."
Murong Fu didn't answer, his eyes were fixed on Assassin!
It wasn't until half a quarter of an hour later that Assassin spat out a large mouthful of blood. He could no longer hold on and half-knelt on the ground.
Murong Fu's face relaxed and he smiled slightly, "It's okay, I won this battle after all!"
Then he glanced gratefully at Zhou Zhiruo in his arms, "Zhiruo, you saved me this time."
The strength of the lower body of his body was blocked. If Zhou Zhiruo's whole body's strength had not been transferred, even with the Yitian Sword, he would not be able to cut out so many innate sword energy. At that time, he would probably become meat on the chopping board.
Zhou Zhiruo shook her head feebly and said nothing.
"You win!" Assassin seemed to have regained his breath and said in an extremely weak voice.