The heroes couldn't help but take a breath. They had long known that Murong Fu and Zhou Zhiruo were having an affair, but they didn't expect that he would protect Zhou Zhiruo so blatantly. However, they didn't dare to say anything. This Murong Fu did not respect common sense at all and did not speak out.
Daoyi, if I offended you today, I'm just afraid of being brutally retaliated against later.
For a moment, the whole place was silent, no one dared to say anything more.
Fang Zheng frowned. Murong Fu was so ostentatious that it would have a great impact on both the martial arts conference and the reputation of Shaolin Temple. However, yesterday all the elders in the temple unanimously decided not to provoke Murong Fu, so he could only turn a blind eye.
Close one eye, in the final analysis, this does not harm the fundamental interests of Shaolin Temple.
"Is there anyone else who wants to fight today?" Murong Fu glanced at Zuo Lengchan indifferently, with a faint smile on his face, as if to say, come on, come on, come on...
Zuo Lengchan glanced at Zhuang Juxian, who was lying limply on the ground, and felt a chill in his heart. No matter how unwilling he was, he could only shut up.
"I'll do it!" Huang Rong snorted coldly, her figure swayed, and she jumped into the arena. Others didn't dare to offend Murong Fu, but she wanted to offend him to the end.
Murong Fu's face darkened, and he hesitated to express the energy in his hands.
"Brother Murong!" Guo Fu suddenly called.
Murong Fu turned around to look, and saw that Guo Fu was already on the verge of tears. Her pitiful appearance made people feel pity for her.
"That's it." Murong Fu finally felt soft, and then he took out a long sword from Tingfeng's waist and threw it to Zhou Zhiruo.
Everyone looked at this scene inexplicably, and even Zhou Zhiruo didn't know what it meant.
Murong Fu smiled and explained, "Gang Leader Huang owns the world's most precious magic weapon, the dog-beating stick. My 'Luohua Sword' is quite strong, so I'll use Master Zhou to resist it."
Hearing this, the heroes rolled their eyes. The Yitian Sword is lying there, but it still needs your scrap metal. I have never heard of the Falling Flower Sword.
The corner of Huang Rong's mouth twitched slightly. The most precious magic weapon in the world is bullshit. The dog-beating stick is no more than the symbol of the leader of the Beggar Clan. Although it is considered strong, it is not comparable to the magic weapon. This despicable villain did this deliberately. He doesn't know.
What a trick.
Zhou Zhiruo was stunned for a long time. She held the hilt of the sword and felt it for a moment, and her beautiful eyes lit up slightly.
"Master Zhou, I have to say that your talent is truly unique. In this vast world, only one person can cultivate the Nine Yin Manual to such a level." Huang Rong suppressed the doubts in her heart and said with a smile.
Zhou Zhiruo's expression changed slightly. Although Huang Rong's words were a compliment to herself, they contained murderous intent. Sure enough, an uproar immediately arose in the square.
"What? Nine Yin Manual!"
"No wonder he is so powerful, he actually practiced the Nine Yin Manual."
"Is the Nine Yin Manual a martial art from the Emei sect?"
…
It’s no wonder that the Nine Yin Manual has a great reputation in the martial arts world. It is called the supreme treasure book in the martial arts world. Its status is higher than the Yitian Sword and the Dragon Slaying Sword. However, there are only a few people who have actually seen the martial arts of the Nine Yin Manual.
There were not many people present, at least except for Murong Fu, Huang Rong and a few others, no one recognized them.
Zhou Zhiruo quickly calmed down and said calmly, "Yes, I have indeed learned the Nine Yin Manual, but the Nine Yin Manual is not owned by a certain sect. It is purely a personal chance to obtain it. If I remember correctly, the Nine Yins of Peach Blossom Island are
It seems that the method used to obtain the true scripture is not very honorable."
Huang Rong raised her brows slightly and screamed inwardly, the smile on her face not diminishing, "But I don't know what method Master Zhou used to obtain the Nine Yin Manual?"
While speaking, she glanced at Murong Fu, but this glance was deliberately meant for others to see.
For a moment, everyone couldn't help but have a thought in their minds, "Does the Murong family still have the Nine Yin Sutra hidden in it?"
"I obtained the Nine Yin Manual by chance. If Mrs. Guo is interested, we can learn from it," Zhou Zhiruo said.
"That's what I meant." Huang Rong also knew that if the argument continued, it would not have any impact on Zhou Zhiruo, so she immediately waved the green jade bamboo in her hand as a sign of invitation.
"please!"
"please!"
As soon as she finished speaking, Huang Rong flicked her left hand lightly, like five fingers plucking the strings of a piano. In an instant, a soft force floated towards Zhou Zhiruo. At the same time, she thrust forward the dog beating stick with her right hand, like a snake coming out of its hole, and countless emerald green sticks appeared.
The shadow flies out.
Zhou Zhiruo's face slightly condensed. Although the opponent used a stick, he actually used a whip. It was more like a whip shadow than a stick shadow. As long as he was hit by a whip, countless whips would follow.
, it is truly endlessly changeable and extremely flexible.
Zhou Zhiruo tapped her toes on the ground, moved her body across the air, and instantly exited the scope of the whip shadow. She swung a sword with her backhand, and at the same time, sword shadows swarmed out from the sky.
This sword is different from ordinary swordsmanship. It is extremely changeable, but not at all light and agile. It can be described as strange and strange. If the shadow of the sword is replaced by the shadow of the claw, others will almost be able to recognize the Nine Yin White Bone Claw.
"Puff, puff, puff!" There was a chaotic sound, and the sword shadow and the whip shadow collided one after another, turning into fragments and disappearing.
There are many martial arts in the Nine Yin Manual. When you practice to a great level, you will be able to draw parallels. You will not be limited to moves, weapons, or even internal strength. It has the potential to be compatible with the world. The two women's attainments in the Nine Yin Manual are unparalleled.
Test, it’s a great trick to pick at your fingertips.
However, in an instant, the sword shadows and whip shadows in the sky disappeared, but at this moment, a gentle force hit Zhou Zhiruo's chest.
Zhou Zhiruo was startled, and then she remembered that when Huang Rong started her hand, she flicked it without leaving any trace. It was the "hand waving five strings" in the Nine Yin Manual. This skill was invisible and was the only choice for a sneak attack.
Originally, if Huang Rong used it directly, she would definitely not be able to hide it from Zhou Zhiruo, but she used the white python whip technique as a cover, and the real killing move was "waving the five strings".
When Zhou Zhiruo reacted, she already felt a slight soreness in her arms and the strength in her whole body was slowly fading away.
"Humph!" Zhou Zhiruo's expression turned cold, and the energy from his Dantian crazily poured into his arm and penetrated into the long sword, making the white light dazzling.
With a "Pfft" sound, a half-moon-shaped sword energy shot out like a piercing through the void. Countless sword energy swarmed around him, carrying an aura that could wipe out the world.
Huang Rongdeng felt that his breathing was heavy and his body was almost stagnant, unable to move at all. However, at this time of life and death, even if he could not dodge, he must resist. He immediately pushed the dog-beating stick horizontally, and a large amount of green light poured out, forming a line in front of him.
Air wall.
There was a very subtle "poof" sound, and the wall of zhenqi was cut in half like paper. Then there was a loud "dang" sound, and the sword energy struck the dog beating stick.
Huang Rong could no longer stand and slid backwards.
Finally, with a "poof" sound, the dog-beating stick broke into two pieces, and the sword energy slashed down.
"Mother!" Guo Fu suddenly turned pale and screamed.
All this happened just between lightning and flint, and everyone could not see the moves of the two at all. They only saw the final scene where Huang Rong was about to be cut into two halves. They couldn't help but feel pain in their hearts. This strange woman who had gathered the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in one body was actually like this.
died?
The sword energy passed through Huang Rong's body without any loss of power, but the direction it struck was the direction of Zuo Lengchan.
"Mother, mother!" Guo Fu hurriedly stepped forward and checked Huang Rong's body up and down. In the end, no wound was found, so she breathed a sigh of relief. However, seeing that Huang Rong's face was pale and bloodless, she asked again, "Mother, what are you doing?
Already?"
After a long while, Huang Rong vomited blood, her body softened, and she fell into Guo Fu's arms, "Mom...it's okay."
Zhou Zhiruo looked at this scene quite unexpectedly, as if she had not expected that the sword would be so powerful. With a "poof", the sword in her hand shattered inch by inch and eventually turned into fly ash.
Everyone was also surprised. Such a sharp sword energy slashed down, but there was no wound at all. How could this happen?
Only the sweeping monk, who was observing everything secretly, muttered something.
At this time, the Songshan Sect disciples suddenly became confused, "Senior Brother!"
"Uncle!"
"Master!"
Everyone turned to look, but Zuo Lengchan had fallen down, in the same condition as Huang Rong.
"What kind of martial arts is this... that is so mysterious?" Everyone also reacted. Zuo Lengchan was obviously injured by the sword energy just now and couldn't help but shudder.
"Mom is fine." Huang Rong took the Jiuhua Yulu Pills that Guo Fu took out, finally took a breath, and shook her head slowly.
Then he turned his head and stared at Murong Fu with hatred, "I will bear in mind today's gift."
After saying that, she fainted completely. No matter how magical the Jiuhua Gyokuro Pill was, it could only hold her breath to prevent her from dying on the spot.
As for Zuo Lengchan on the other side, his body had gradually become cold, and the disciples of the Songshan Sect were in a panic as if they were mourning their heirs.
Murong Fu had no expression on his face, but he felt quite regretful in his heart. The sword energy just now was the innate sword energy he had hidden in his sword beforehand.
It was originally given to Zhou Zhiruo to use in the final comeback. He expected that in such a situation, the two had been fighting for a long time, and the sword energy would automatically dissipate most of its power. However, he did not expect that Zhou Zhiruo was plotted at the beginning, and he was forced to attack the sword energy directly.
The attack was almost as powerful as Murong Fuba's, otherwise Huang Rong would not have been so seriously injured.
Huang Rong was as smart as Huang Rong. Although she couldn't recognize what kind of sword energy it was, it was not difficult to guess that it was Murong Fu's fault, so she charged the account directly to Murong Fu.
Guo Fu cried so hard that she looked helplessly at Murong Fu, "Brother Murong, please save my mother quickly."
Even if Guo Fu didn't say anything, Murong Fu would not sit back and watch Huang Rongxiang disappear. He immediately stepped out and patted her back with one hand, causing the true energy to flow out continuously.
The whole place was silent. After about a stick of incense, Murong Fu withdrew his palm. Huang Rong's face improved a lot, but she was still unconscious. Guo Fu had already burst into tears.
"Okay, your mother will be fine, don't cry." Murong Fu stretched out his hand to wipe away Guo Fu's tears and said softly.
"Murong...Master Murong, please...save the head of my family." A person from the Songshan sect stood up and knelt down towards Murong Fu and said.
Soon, a large number of Songshan disciples seemed to have found their way, and they all knelt down towards Murong Fu, "Please save my master, sir."
Murong Fu glanced at Zuo Lengchan and was slightly surprised. At this moment, Zuo Lengchan's whole body was wrapped in a thick layer of frost. Although others could not feel it, he knew that Zuo Lengchan had not yet died, and his injuries were slowly recovering.
, although the speed is very slow, it is indeed recovering.
"Is the ice energy still so effective?" Murong Fu was secretly surprised, with a noncommittal expression on his face, "Your head is trying to save himself, and I will only harm him if I take action."
The Songshan disciples were dubious, but Murong Fu obviously had no intention of taking action, so he had to give up.