Eight hundred and twentieth chapters mandarin duck knife
"Be careful." Murong Fu chuckled at Li Yunzhi, stretched out his left hand, hugged his waist, and slapped the ground with his other hand. The two men suddenly stood up, and Luo Bing slashed into the air with his sword.
Luo Bing's blade turned and struck again. Even though she was usually cheerful, gentle and smiling, she was unambiguous when moving her hands. Moreover, the pair of long and short flying knives flashing with green light in her hands had a vague aura about them.
An unusual smell.
Murong Fu didn't think much, and slapped a palm in the air with his backhand. There was a "clang" sound, and it hit Luo Bing's short sword diagonally, causing her arms to go numb. The short sword came out of her hand, but the long sword in her right hand reacted.
It was also very fast, with a "swipe", it struck at Murong Fu's wrist.
Murong Fu flipped his wrist and pointed again at a cunning and strange angle, heading straight for his right wrist. The purpose was very obvious, just to knock down his long sword.
"Be careful!" But at this moment, a cry came from my ears.
Murong Fu couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. What else should he be careful about? But he still instinctively turned around to look. At this glance, he was shocked. It turned out that the dagger he just took off did not fall to the ground, but made an arc in the air and left him.
The ribs are stabbed.
"Luo Bing's skill is not very deep, how can he control the sword with Qi? What kind of material is this sword made of, and it can avoid my induction?" For a moment, Murong Fu's mind was full of thoughts, but he couldn't think of anything.
I don’t understand how Luo Bing did it.
While he was stunned, the dagger quickly approached and was only a few inches away from his waist.
Normally, even if this sword attack would surprise Murong Fu, it would not be difficult for him to dodge. However, now that he was holding Li Yunzhi in his arms, if he wanted to avoid it, he would have to let go immediately, but in that case, Li Yunzhi would definitely be injured.
Thinking that just now Li Yuanzhi had thrown herself at him regardless of his own safety, his heart became hot. He did not let go, but his waist twisted strangely. Even so, there was a soft "pop" sound and blood spurted out.
With a "chi" sound, Murong Fu's fingers touched Luo Bing's wrist at the same time. The long knife in his hand trembled slightly, but did not fly out. Both parties quickly retreated.
It's a long story. In fact, from Luo Bing's sudden intrusion to now, it only took less than three breaths. Murong Fu stretched out his hand and wiped it on his left waist. It was full of hot blood, and he couldn't help but take a breath.
Damn it, it hurts so much, no one has been able to leave a wound on him for a long time.
"Why are you...huh?" Li Yuanzhi looked at his waist. She was startled at first, then looked suspicious, and then turned into horror, because after a few breaths, the skin and flesh on the wound turned out,
It actually gradually squirmed and closed, looking both penetrating and mysterious.
Even Luo Bing, who was in the distance, stared blankly at this scene, his face full of disbelief, "You...are you a human?"
"Why does this sound like you are scolding me?" Murong Fu was angry at first, but then he reacted and smiled faintly, "I am an extraordinary person, so stop talking nonsense. I already let you go, but I didn't expect you to be so ungrateful.
Today I have no choice but to leave you here!"
As he spoke, he suddenly stretched out his hand. As time passed, the wind and clouds changed color, a dark wind sprang up, and the entire small courtyard was shrouded in a layer of haze.
Luo Bing was so shocked that his face turned pale. He waved and raised the green long knife in his hand. With a "buzz" sound, the short knife that was about ten feet away trembled slightly and flew back to his hand automatically.
Murong Fu was stunned for a moment, and unconsciously stopped his movements, "What kind of knife is this?"
At this point, he still couldn't see that Luo Bing's ability to control swords out of thin air was not due to his deep skills or special mental skills. The fundamental reason was the pair of long and short swords.
"Yuanyang knife!" Luo Bing smiled sadly and slowly said three words.
Murong Fu was startled for a moment, and a look of surprise flashed across his face, "It turns out that the Yuanyang Sword is really in your hand."
For a long time, Luo Bing was known as the "Mandarin Duck Sword". People in the world thought it was because she used long and short swords as weapons. Who would have thought that the real Yuanyang Sword was actually in Luo Bing's hand.
It is said that this mandarin duck sword was forged by a loving couple in ancient times. The two were inseparable and had a heart to heart. When the two swords were used, they protected each other and responded to the enemy. The yin and yang opened and closed, and they were able to advance and retreat in a well-established manner. One attack and one defense.
Its sharpness may not be as sharp as the Yitian Sword or the Dragon Slaying Sword, but due to the mutual attraction of yin and yang between the two swords, it is perfectly executed and very mysterious.
"This Yuanyang Sword would be even more powerful if it was wielded by a couple who share the same mind. Unfortunately, you are alone now. It is impossible for you to exert the true power of the Yuanyang Sword." Murong Fu smiled lightly.
, said with a hint of sarcasm, but he had the idea of a sword in his mind.
Luo Bing's face turned pale slightly, and with a hint of determination in his coldness, he swept the long sword across, and flew up with the short sword. The sword energy around him turned into a whirlwind and went straight towards Murong Fu.
A flash of astonishment flashed across Murong Fu's face, and then he realized that Luo Bing probably came here with the idea of perishing together. He thought to himself that it was a pity. He flipped his wrist, and the shadows of his palms flew. In an instant, everyone within a few feet of the surrounding area was captured.
Shrouded in palm shadow.
Luo Bing immediately seemed to be stuck in a quagmire. She suddenly stopped and struggled to move. However, the moves in her hands were quite fierce. She opened and closed the long sword in her right hand. Wherever the blade passed, the sword energy slashed horizontally, but the short sword was
He took off his hand and flew out, spinning around it, as if checking for flaws and filling in the gaps, filling in the exposed flaws one by one.
Murong Fu's eyes flickered slightly, and he became more and more curious about the Yuanyang Knife. His hands blurred for a while, and as time passed, the palm shadows in the sky suddenly shrunk, and the area of several feet suddenly shrank to the size of about ten feet, and the palm shadows became more solid and dense.
Luo Bing's skills were not very good, but he relied on the Yuanyang Sword to be able to display the strength of a top master in a short period of time. However, against Murong Fu, it was still far from enough. When he turned his hands, his body was awkward on the left and right, and he was overwhelmed.
, persisted for a few breaths, and finally received a slap, with a "pop" sound, he was knocked away, and the two swords came out of his hand.
Murong Fu stretched out his hand and made a move, and the Yuanyang knife flew up into the air and fell into his hand.
The two swords are long and short. The long blade is only three feet long, which is a little shorter than ordinary swords. The short sword is only one and a half feet. The handle is green all over. The blade is dazzling and unstained by mud. The blade of the long sword is engraved with
"Benevolent One", the word "Invincible" is engraved on the short sword.
"The benevolent are invincible?" Murong Fu murmured, and then the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, revealing the slightest hint of a sneer.
After Luo Bing was defeated, his face was ashen and he lay motionless on the ground.
Li Yuanzhi looked at Murong Fu, hesitated for a moment, then stepped forward to help him up, and whispered, "Sister Bing, why are you doing this?"
Luo Bing looked dull and did not respond.
"If I guess correctly, Fourth Brother Wen is not dead yet. He is the most soft-hearted person. As long as you beg him, maybe you can let Fourth Brother Wen go." Li Yunzhi leaned close to Luo Bing's ear,
Said quietly.
Although her voice was low, Murong Fu still heard every word, with a noncommittal expression on her face.
Luo Bing's eyes suddenly lit up and he blurted out, "Are you serious?"
Li Yuanzhi's eyes averted slightly, but she still nodded. In fact, she just saw that Luo Bing was determined to live or die, so she just offered words of comfort. How could she know whether Wen Tailai was still alive.
Luo Bing was in a trance and did not notice the change in Li Yunzhi's expression. After a moment's hesitation, he knelt down in front of Murong Fu and said, "I beg you to be merciful and let your fourth brother go. Luo Bing is willing to give me the mandarin duck sword as a gift."
"Hehe," Murong Fu grinned and raised the long and short sword in his hand, "This sword has fallen into my hands. Do you think it is still yours?"
Luo Bing was stunned for a moment, a look of disdain flashed in her eyes. She had actually forgotten that with Murong Fu's shamelessness, there was no reason not to keep the treasure that fell into his hands as his own. She couldn't help but regret in her heart.
At the beginning, they exchanged it with Yuanyang knife, maybe...
But I heard Murong Fu say again, "But if you use another 'Mandarin Duck Sword' to replace it, it is not impossible for me to be happy and let Wen Tailai go."
Luo Bing was startled for a moment, then suddenly realized, his face suddenly became extremely ashamed and angry, and he scolded, "Don't even think about it, you... uh uh..."
She was about to curse a few more words, but Li Yunzhi covered her mouth in time.
"Sister Bing," Li Yunzhi whispered, "or just agree to him."
Luo Bing glanced at Li Yunzhi in disbelief, and then listened to her continue, "Sister Bing, don't be angry yet. You are willing to give up your life for Fourth Brother Wen, so why care about something that you have or don't have? If you don't have your life,
, but there’s nothing left.”
After Luo Bing heard this, he remained silent.
Li Yuanzhi rolled her eyes and continued, "What's more... God knows about this matter. You know it and I know it. It won't be spread out afterwards. Sister Bing has nothing to lose. She can still be with Fourth Brother Wen afterwards."
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"If that's the case, I would rather die to apologize!" Luo Bing suddenly said.
Li Yuanzhi looked incomprehensible, sighed quietly, and said no more.
But Luo Bing looked at Murong Fu, "I will give you whatever you want. I just ask you to let Fourth Brother go."
Murong Fu gave Li Yunzhi a strange look. He really didn't understand why Li Yunzhi would persuade Luo Bing like this. Logically speaking, even if she did not share the same hatred with Luo Bing, she would definitely not push Luo Bing into the fire pit.
"Murong...Brother, can you just promise Sister Bing?" Seeing Murong Fu's changing expression, Li Yuanzhi also begged and even called out the four words "Brother Murong".
Murong Fu took a deep look at Li Yunzhi, then turned his eyes to Luo Bing, "You should know what I want."
Luo Bing glanced down at his towering chest, with a sad smile on his face, and his eyes were filled with contempt and disgust, "Shameless man, if you want anything else, I'll give it to you, but... you have to let me see it first
Fourth Brother Wen."
Murong Fu's face was slightly suffocated. It was really hard to be looked at by a woman with such disdain, but he had long been used to it, and any unnaturalness was only fleeting. He changed the subject and said, "
It's not impossible to see Wen Tailai, but he has been imprisoned elsewhere, and now he can't be seen."