"Murong, teach this arrogant man a lesson!"

"Mr. Murong, good job

"Gusu Murong is well-known in the world. It's not so good as Zhuo Bufan."

The main cave owner of an archipelago, fearing that the world would not be in chaos, began to coax him one after another.

Murong Fu's face is complacent. This time, he's just trying to buy people's hearts. Who wants Zhuo Bufan to jump out.

Zhuo Bufan stares at him for a moment and knows that the biggest enemy this time is the man in front of him. As long as he hits him, he can follow the example of Tianshan TongLao to control the 72 holes of 36 islands: "I'd like to learn from my aunt Murong's way of giving back to others."

As soon as his voice fell, he suddenly drew out his sword and the cold light flashed. Murong Fu had been on guard for a long time. He used his family's lightness skill and moved a few feet across the air, making the opponent lose his sword.

All they heard was a few chuckles. The eight immortals table behind Murong Fu was divided into nine neat pieces and fell to the ground. In this instant, he made two swords vertically, two swords horizontally and four swords in succession, and drew a word "well" on the table. What's more, the nine planks are all square in shape, with no difference in size and width. They are measured with a ruler and then slowly cut into pieces. Although people in the hall hated him, they couldn't help the thunder.

Zhuo Bufan failed, but he didn't pursue him. He just said coldly, "Mr. Murong is so famous. I'm waiting for you to do the same thing. Why do you keep dodging?"

Murong Fu replied faintly: "this sword of Zhou Gong is the unique skill of" yizihuijianmen "in Jianyang, Fujian Province. Yizihuijianmen has always been sparsely populated. I don't want your unique skill to be lost." North Qiaofeng and South Murong are not famous. Murong Fu just lacks in high-end force, but he has a lot to do with the martial arts of various schools in the world, so he can recognize each other's origin at a glance.

Zhuo Bufan's heart was awe struck. He could not believe that his opponent's eyesight was so fierce. He could not help but feel scared when he was told the origin of his martial arts. However, he thought that most of my martial arts today were obtained from the sword Sutra I got in Changbai Mountain. On the contrary, my martial arts didn't account for much. How can I be afraid of him?

"Does Gusu Murong rely on his mouth to travel in the world?" As soon as his voice fell, he formed a green light on his shoulder and went directly to Murong Fu. He gave up the martial arts of Yizi huijianmen for fear of being targeted.

As expected, Murong Fu's face changed, and his opponent's sword spirit was too weak to defend. He quickly drew out his sword to meet the enemy. They soon fought together. People around him saw only the vague figures of the two regiments, and they all thumbed up to praise their martial arts.

Song Qingshu lost interest after a few eyes. Although these two men's martial arts can suppress the people of 36 islands and 72 caves, they are still far away from the real masters. However, what surprised him was that Murong Fu's martial arts were obviously better than Zhuo's, so why did he fall behind now.

He didn't know that he was the culprit. It turned out that every time Murong Fu faced Zhuo Bufan's sword spirit, he couldn't help thinking of the scene of fighting with song Qingshu. After all, song Qingshu was good at sword spirit. When he thought of the disheartened face of fighting several times, his momentum weakened a bit. He was equal to Zhuo Bufan.

When they were fighting, a middle-aged woman in a light red dress walked over with a smile: "I've always been very curious about Murong's way of doing the same thing. I don't know how you can change my flying knife."

Two white lights flashed, two throwing knives passed in front of xuzhu. Murong Fu's internal power is far superior to these ghosts and spirits. When he moves, he is naturally very agile. He turns around at will. Although the throwing knife comes fast, he still skilfully avoids it. But seeing a middle-aged woman in a light red dress, she took two throwing knives in her hands. In the palm of her hand, it seemed that there was a strong suction force, which sucked the throwing knife.

Zhuo Bufan praised: "Furong fairy's flying knife skill is an eye opener."

Then they remembered that Zhuo Bufan, Furong Xianzi and unjust Taoist were in the same way when they conspired to attack Miaofeng that night. Now they beat them more and less, but they were both good at martial arts. The island Master Dongzhu and Murong Fu had no friendship, so they would not take over for him.

Murong Fu said angrily, "even if you two join hands, what's the fear of Murong Fu?" At the same time, I was secretly glad that the unjust Taoist had died, otherwise they would not be rivals if they joined hands.

He had no way out, but he fought more and more bravely, fighting one against two and never falling behind.

See three people hit a real fire, one side of the Wu eldest brother's eyes a bone Lu Lu turn, directly run over to buckle just that yellow shirt woman: "quickly take us to the secret room of the child grandmother!"

At this time, Murong Fu's moves were dangerous. They knew that it was not suitable to fight any more, but no one dared to withdraw the moves first. They could only watch elder Wu and others question the woman in yellow shirt.

Just then, suddenly a blue figure flashed by and came to boss Wu in a twinkling of an eye. Boss Wu was so surprised that he quickly raised his hands to meet him. With a bang, his palms crossed. He stepped back a few steps, and his whole body was shaking all the time.

"Boss Wu, what's the matter with you?" The people nearby noticed that boss Wu was white. They were shocked. After all, boss Wu was the best martial arts of the group, and he was defeated by the other party.

"Hanbing mianzhang, you are Wei Yixiao, the green winged bat king of Ming religion?" Boss Wu's teeth trembled and he looked at his green clothes, as if he were a ghost from hell.

Song Qingshu was stunned. He didn't expect that the Ming religion was involved in this. I don't know if Zhang Wuji was also here? He looked around and didn't see Zhang Wuji.

"I thought you 36 islands and 72 caves were all mobs, but I didn't expect you to have some insight." Wei chuckled.

"Ha ha ha, these mobs in your mouth join hands. You bat are no match." At this time, the sound of a long smile came from the door. People looked back and saw the tall man slowly come in. Although he was wearing a mask on his face, he was still a little natural and unrestrained.

"Guangming right envoy fan Yao?" Song Qingshu is even more strange. No matter Wei Yixiao or fan Yao, they are all the core leaders of Ming religion. Why do they appear here now?

When fan Yao came to the women in lingjiu palace, Shi Shi ran gave a salute: "ladies and gentlemen, we Mingjiao and lingjiu Palace are in the western regions. We have always been friends. We heard that people in 72 caves of 36 islands were rebellious, so the leader specially ordered us to help us."

All the women looked at each other. Lingjiu palace and Mingjiao had no friendship. The other side obviously had a bad intention when they came here. However, compared with these island masters, Dongzhu knew that the other side had bad intentions and had to rely on the power of Mingjiao.