Fang Zhenmei's timely arrival made [Sword Maniac] and Zhang Wuji secretly relieved, but they also noticed that Mr. Fang, who usually had a melodious demeanor, had an unusually solemn expression.
"Take them away."
The peaceful words were filled with a faint urgency. Just when the two of them were wondering who Fang Zhenmei was talking to, they saw the quicksand under their feet began to sink rapidly, and then a black dog as big as an elephant rushed straight at them.
And out.
It successfully picked up [Sword Crazy Sword Maniac], who had lost one arm and one leg, and Zhang Wuji, who was still distracted by suppressing his finger strength, and ran in the same direction without looking back.
In just the blink of an eye, his figure turned into a small black dot, but Fang Zhenmei did not relax at all, and looked at Murong Fu with an even sharper gaze.
"You won't stop me?"
"After all, we have to give them a little hope first." Murong Fu took out the Feather of Shang Yang again, and the light shining on it seemed to make Murong Fu feel a sense of relief. He grinned at an exaggerated angle and said, "Good luck has not happened yet.
leave."
Fang Zhenmei frowned. Information about the artifacts of the ten northern barbarian royal families was reported to the ghost market as soon as Lai Yaoer and Fang Yunhua left the card space. As one of the aid workers, Fang Zhenmei was on the way.
, and also received relevant information.
Although he was a little skeptical about the idea that such a small feather could guide opportunities, but facing Murong Fu who was currently putting enough pressure on him, he had to analyze it carefully even if the other person said crazy things.
"Okay, let's see how big a surprise you bring me."
Murong Fu put away the Shang Yang Feather and pointed both hands towards the sky with his right hand. The gathering clouds and mist formed a huge whirlpool high in the sky, with thunder blazing from inside and the breathtaking power of the celestial phenomena covering all directions!
In an instant, thousands of sword energies intertwined and condensed on his fingertips, and fierce murderous aura burst out. Then it seemed like a pair of phoenix wings blocked Fang Zhenmei's path, and the phoenix beak focused and blasted until Fang Zhenmei's eyebrows!
Participate in the sword energy and the phoenix spreads its wings!
At this moment, Fang Zhenmei felt unparalleled pressure. His current state was only at the late stage of the Celestial Realm, slightly inferior to Murong Fu, and his destiny body inheritance was not as good as the Zhou-level magical skill "Yi Yi" that reached the Tianyan realm.
Jin Jing"!
It is said that since the unsealing of Heavenly Dao, masters of the Celestial Realm have appeared one after another. Except for a few top forces related to Tianwai, the inherited techniques of other forces have been unable to keep up with the changes of the times.
The fragments of top-level techniques that can be found in ancient books only involve the Huang level.
Regarding the Hong level, and the Zhou level and Yu level above it, the gaps in the skills can only be filled through the active contribution of the destiny body.
Therefore, the Huanjia Fang family decided to seek refuge in the ghost market, and it was also the Fang family brothers who realized that if they did not choose a big ship, their Fang family would only be eliminated in the rolling tide.
This is also the reason why Zhao Ping, who was in the late stage of the Celestial Realm, was defeated by Murong Fu, who had perfected the Celestial Realm. He was able to kill a dog with just a few moves. The level of their skills was very different, not to mention that they were still far away from achieving the Ultimate Body of Destiny.
Murong Fu, who was just one step away from mastering the domain skills.
Fortunately, Fang Zhenmei's destiny body inheritance is not weak enough to be crushed. At least at this moment, he still has the power to fight back against Murong Fu's attack.
Immediately, I saw them pointing fingers at each other, and the energy around their bodies was swirling like water. The moment their fingertips collided, all the opponent's fierce sword intent was resolved, and the wasteland around them was filled with turbulent sand!
This is Fang Zhenmei's Midas touch. Even if he is the king's instructing general, thousands of swords should be turned into soft fingers!
"Yes, the combined sword energy that can block me is much stronger than those useless things."
Murong Fu had an evil smile on his lips, but when his eyes looked far away in the direction where Da Hei was carrying Zhang Wuji and the two of them leaving, the smile instantly disappeared.
"Then I will be more serious next time."
The next second, the aura around him exploded, and a layer of misty purple mist completely covered his arrogant face. As the aura surged, a purple-black giant silhouette appeared, looking down at Fang Zhenmei with cold eyes.
.
Yi Jin Jing·Purple Level Pagoda!
Murong Fu's sword move just now did not have the effect of blessing the body. If Shui Nirvana was born here, he would probably persuade Fang Zhenmei to turn around and run away immediately, because he had just experienced the same practice to the purple-level pagoda one night, and he knew this body better than anyone else.
How powerful is the bonus killing move?
At this moment, feeling the terrifying pressure so close at hand, a drop of cold sweat broke out on Fang Zhenmei's forehead.
After Murong Fu fully exploded with the momentum of the Purple-Level Pagoda, he did not attack directly. Instead, he said with great interest:
"As the second master of the Fang family, I have heard about you for a long time. After all, you are the genius of the previous generation. As a small person in the younger generation, I used to long for a battle with you. But now it seems that in the past,
The fantasy has become meaningless.”
"Do you think you can definitely defeat me?"
Fang Zhenmei took a deep breath and unsheathed the long sword in his sleeve again. When he pointed the tip of the sword at Murong Fu, his energy and spirit seemed to be condensed into one point at this moment!
The sound of the sandstorm in my ears disappeared, the mutual suppression of the two thunder whirlpools on the sky gradually became blurred, and all the surrounding scenery began to blur, except for Murong Fu's figure that became clearer.
"You want to fight me to the death?" Murong Fu suddenly laughed.
"Even if this sword cannot kill you, it can still severely injure you." Fang Zhenmei's sword force began to explode, and the terrifying pressure it formed was no less than the aura of Murong Fu's purple-level pagoda.
What he is about to use is the most powerful shocking sword in his inheritance.
Perhaps feeling the threat of death, Murong Fu did not continue to press the opponent in an arrogant tone, but suddenly asked:
"Do you really want to fight me desperately? At this moment? At this moment?"
These words caused Fang Zhenmei, who was originally surging with sword power, to freeze for a moment.
As a swordsman, he does not lack the courage to fight to the death at any time and place. Even after being affected by Li Chungang's sword intent that suppressed Kyushu before, he became more and more eager to meet an opponent who could fight to the death.
Murong Fu was in line with his expectations.
Of course, the premise is not during this critical period.
This is the wrong time and the wrong place.
"If you and I fight hard, what will happen to the Fang family? You must know that the migration of the Fang family in Huanjia cannot be hidden from many people, although now everyone's attention is attracted by events happening in other areas.
But there is a force that is always watching your Fang family.
It just so happened that the recent chaotic disputes within this force were about to subside, and it just so happened that Zhao Min, who was originally focused on Huairou assimilation and was responsible for the war in the northeastern capital, died tragically for no reason.
At this time, in order not to show his internal weakness, the best way is to prove his strength to the world in the most powerful manner.
For example, destroying the famous Huanjia Fang clan.
Of course, you will say that the Fang family is protected by the Ghost City, but just like what happened just now, most of the Ghost City's combat forces are dragged into the desert. It will take time to rescue them, and without you,
Second Master Fang, how can the Yanxiang Army of the Fang family withstand our hundreds of thousands of cavalry from Northern Xinjiang!
So, are you really sure you want to fight me?"
Murong Fu's every word was like a sharp arrow piercing Fang Zhenmei's heart. Originally a carefree second master Fang, he did not need to focus too much on family affairs, because his eldest brother Fang Geyin was in front of everything.
Hold on.
But this time, Fang Geyin, Qin Fan and others fell into the realm of desire. This was also the first time that the head of the Fang family, who had been trapped by his family for half his life, wanted to do something according to his personal will.
This is also the first time that Fang Zhenmei has to carry the entire Fang family with her own backbone after losing her eldest brother.
For this reason, he can temporarily not become a swordsman, but a member of the Fang family.
It has to be said that after going completely crazy, Murong Fu's observation became even sharper. He pointed out Fang Zhenmei's biggest concern at the moment in just a few words. This is probably why the other party, after seeing that the helper was Fang Zhenmei, took his time to help her first.
The reason for passing two moves.
Then, before Fang Zhenmei could react from what he just said, Murong Fu continued:
"It seems that your Fang family has nothing to do with the extraterrestrial visitor and the kid from Suzaku Palace. If you are trying to prevent me from killing the four housekeepers in Ghost City, then your desperate fight is still valuable.
But just for these two people who may not even be in the top thirty or even the top fifty in the ghost market rankings.
Even if you really die here with me, I'm afraid not many people will appreciate it.
And how should you weigh the risks that the Fang family will bear in the future?"
The sarcastic laughter sounded again, and at the same time Murong Fu's body also erupted with fierce murderous intent. He was showing with his actions that he, a lunatic, dared to fight anyone and would not care about the so-called family and tribe.
If the opponent continues to block the road, then let's have a fun fight!
Immediately, thousands of sword energy burst out around him to form a ferocious tyrannosaurus, which pounced fiercely!
Under the sunlight that tore through the dark clouds, the purple-black scales on the body of the tyrannosaurus reflected bursts of brilliance. The sword's intention became a dragon, and its power was extremely fierce. When Murong Fu said two words in succession, Fang Zhenmei's sword power suddenly dropped, it was already exuding The supreme divine power blasts him to death!
Faced with such a fierce attack, Fang Zhenmei couldn't care less about the shock in her heart and already took action!
In an instant, a sword light flashed out!
It flew up like lightning! It was like a rainbow suddenly rising across the red clouds of the setting sun! It was also like a vast expanse of river suddenly turning into a thousand-foot waterfall.
This long sword, which is like snow and jade, moves from bottom to top, comes last and comes first. It is ten times faster than any sword halo!
The fierce purple-black dragon has lost its original glory under the light of the sword!
The speed, urgency, accuracy, and detachment of this sword are like the sky in a painting, a blank space; it is also like a waterfall or a spring in a painting, with endless potential and power! This sword passes through The sharp claws of the purple-black dragon pierced into the center of the dragon's head!
After a loud bang.
The sand and dust swept away everything, and along with the scattered blood beads, the dust-free white clothes half knelt on the ground.
Murong Fu's figure had already disappeared in front of him. When Fang Zhenmei stood up and wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, he looked far away in the direction of Murong Fu's pursuit and secretly apologized in his heart.
Even if Murong Fu regains his mind with the last shocking sword move, as long as his will is firm enough, he can still exert greater power!
But Fang Zhenmei hesitated.
Just like Murong Fu said, he can fight against him at any time, but not at this moment.
Then he sighed lightly, reported the result of the battle to the ghost market, and headed towards the Fang family.
at the same time.
Dahei was carrying Zhang Wuji and [Sword Crazy Sword Chi] and running at a high speed.
The former is still gradually wearing away the finger strength attacking the internal organs, while the latter is dealing with the bleeding injuries of a broken leg and arm. Judging from the current situation, [Sword Crazy Sword Crazy] should commit suicide on the spot.
He had done everything he could, including having a tough talk with Murong Fu in the end to buy time for reinforcements to arrive.
Its persistence and bottom line have been verified, and there is no need to continue to take certain risks and have to fight for life and death together.
It's just that the current [Sword Mad Sword Maniac] is one who wants to commit suicide, but can't decide whether if he were to use the knife, it would be regarded as a side-effect of the bleeding buff brought by Murong Fu, or whether it would really be his own liberation.
Before this BUFF on the interface is completely resolved, if he is really going to die now, and then it will be judged as a kill by Murong Fu, and if he accidentally touches the 50% probability of deleting his account, then I don’t know where to cry.
So in order to stabilize the situation, he could only continue to team up with Zhang Wuji to escape.
At this moment, Zhang Wuji didn't feel the joy of surviving a desperate situation at all. His expression was a little gloomy, and then he suddenly patted Dahei's head and asked:
"He's here too, right?"
Dahei didn't answer, he just ran around with his head down.
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"Did you get rid of the other party?" [Sword Madness Sword Chi] asked.
He knew the situation of Fang Zhenmei's family relatively well. From the beginning, he did not think that Fang Zhenmei could defeat Murong Fu, who was now cheating. Moreover, he knew Fang Zhenmei's weaknesses better than anyone else. In his opinion, if the other party could stop Murong Fu for a period of time,
Coming here has already been a big help.
To have him fight to the death for the two of them was the most unrealistic situation in his opinion.
Immediately, [Sword Crazy Sword Maniac] probably also realized that the person present could not answer his question, so he could only helplessly smile bitterly.
But before his laughter disappeared, a cheerful yet slightly crazy voice sounded.
"no."
It was Murong Fu. The sleeve of his right arm was torn, and blood dripped down his arm to the ground. It was obvious that Fang Zhenmei's sword blow just now also caused him some pain. In addition, he chased the two people and the dog with all his strength, and his injuries were hidden.
deterioration.
But even so, even if Murong Fu lost his arms and legs, it would be extremely simple to kill these two people and the dog.
"The fun ends here."
Before [Sword Mad Sword Maniac] could think of stalling for time again, a cold voice came out of Murong Fu's mouth, and the moment he raised the two fingers of his left hand, thick poisonous mist suddenly poured out from all directions in the mountain stream!
Accompanied by a poem trumpet, a figure rushed towards Murong Fu!
【Ashes return to dust without a reason, the world is not the same, people’s laughter will never be in vain, hate will linger, hate will forget, and life will be in vain if you don’t return to the human world.】
The figure did not have any disguise this time. He turned back and took a deep look at Zhang Wuji, who was already lying on Dahei's back and heading out of the mountain. After a look, there was a smile of relief on the corner of his mouth, and then he made a determined decision.
Reversing the power of its "Ten Thousand Poisons Scripture".
This is the real killer move of his Zhang Su lineage.
After absorbing countless toxins, Zhang Guyen has become a huge source of poison. With his combat power in the early stage of the Immortal Realm, he cannot hurt Murong Fu with any conventional means. Only in this way can he stop the opponent and completely eliminate Zhang Wuji
The lingering aura of these two people and one dog.
Zhang Wuji stared blankly at the mountain stream that had been filled with poisonous mist. He noticed that his father's poem number had changed.
The original wildness and wildness have long been gone, but instead there is a sadness that is determined to die.
At this moment, he wanted to shout that this was not another reunion he wanted to see! He even hated his own powerlessness and wanted to vent his anger by rushing into the poisonous mist. He would rather die directly in the hands of Murong Fu.
However, there was a sudden poisonous explosion in his ears, causing him to freeze on the spot with his eyes blank, as if all his soul had been sucked away in an instant.
Although it was also accompanied by Murong Fu's miserable screams, Zhang Guyen's last poem number kept echoing in his mind.
At this moment, his tears were streaming down his face. At the same time, because of the infinite grief in his heart, and the erosion of his internal organs by the force of his fingers, Zhang Wuji fell directly into a deep coma.