Flower Stealing Master Chapter 1844: Drive the tiger and devour the wolf
"Young Master Murong teaches this arrogant man a lesson!"
"Mr Murong is great!"
"Gusu Murong is well-known in the world, nowhere is Zhuo Bufan able to play."
The main cave owner of an archipelago clamored for fear that the world would not be chaotic.
Murong has a self-satisfied look on his face. This time he was trying to buy people's hearts. Who made Zhuo Bufan jump out by himself.
Zhuo Bufan stared at him for a moment, knowing that the biggest enemy this time is the person in front of him, as long as he hits him, he can imitate the Tianshan child grandmother and control the 72 holes of 36 islands: "I want to learn something. Gusu Murong's way of taking the other side is still doing the same."
As soon as the voice fell, there was a sudden brushing, pulling out the long sword, and the cold light flashed. Murong Fu had been prepared for a long time, and he moved a few feet out of thin air to make the opponent lose his sword.
Everyone only heard a few chuckles, and the Eight Immortals table behind Murong Fu was divided into nine neatly arranged pieces, falling to the ground. In this moment, he made two swords vertically, two horizontally, four swords in a row, and he drew a "Tic Tac Toe" on the table. What's even more strange is that the nine wooden boards are all square, wide and narrow in size, and there is no difference in them. They are actually measured with a ruler and then slowly cut into general. Even though everyone in the hall hated him, they couldn't help but thunderous.
Zhuo Bufan's sword failed, but he didn't pursue it. He just said coldly: "Mr Murong is such a big name, I'm still waiting for you to give back to him, why do you keep dodge?"
Murong Fu calmly replied: "This Zhougong sword is the unique skill of Fujian Jianyang's "Yizhihuijianmen". The name Huijianmen has always been rare. I don't want your martial arts skills to be lost." Bei Qiao Fengnan Murong is not well-known, Murong Fu is only lacking in high-end martial arts, but he has a lot of martial arts of various schools and schools of various schools, so he recognized the origin of each other at a glance.
Zhuo Bufan's heart was horrified, and he never expected the other party's eyesight to be so vicious. The martial arts origins were revealed, and he couldn't help but feel timid by three points, but he changed his mind to think that my current martial arts is mostly the one I got in Changbai Mountain. The swordsmanship gained from this school didn't account for much of the martial arts, so where is it necessary to be afraid of him?
"Does Gusu Murong walk the rivers and lakes by his lips?" As soon as the voice fell, a green glow formed on his shoulders, and he went directly to Murong's re-attack. He abandoned the martial arts of Hui Jianmen, just because he was afraid Targeted by the other party.
Sure enough, Murong Fu’s expression changed, and the opponent’s sword aura was a bit overwhelming. He hurriedly drew his sword to meet the enemy. The two quickly formed a ball. The people around only saw two blurred figures, and they stood up. Thumbs praised the martial arts of the two.
Song Qingshu took a few glances and lost interest. Although the martial arts of these two people can suppress the people of Thirty-Six Islands and 72 Caves, they are still far away from the real masters. But what made him strange was that Murong Fu's martial arts was obviously better than Zhuo Bufan Gao, so why now he is faintly at a disadvantage.
He didn’t know that he was the culprit. It turned out that every time Murong Fu faced Zhuo Bufan’s sword qi, he couldn’t help but think of the scene of fighting with Song Qingshu. After all, Song Qingshu’s best at sword qi, thought of it a few times. With the gray-headed face of the fight, his momentum weakened a bit, and one went from one to the other, and he fought with Zhuo Bufan.
When the two were fighting, a middle-aged beautiful woman in a light red shirt walked over with a smile: "The concubine has always been very curious about Master Murong’s way of doing things to the other side. I don’t know you. How can I transfer my throwing knife to the stars."
At two flashes of white light, two flying knives passed in front of Xu Zhu. Murong Fu's internal strength is far superior to these monsters, ghosts and snakes. When he raises his hands, he is naturally extremely quick, turning around at will, and although the flying knife comes fast, he still dodges gently and skillfully. But seeing a middle-aged beautiful woman in a light red shirt with a move with both hands, she took two throwing knives in her hands. In her palm, there seemed to be a strong suction force, which sucked the flying knife.
Zuo Bufan praised: "Fairy Furong's magical skill of flying swords can teach people an eye-opener."
Everyone just remembered that when everyone conspired to attack Misty Peak that night, Zhuo Bufan, Fairy Furong, and the unfair Taoist were the same. Now they are more than less, and they can’t help but feel disgusted, but the two of them are not martial arts. Su, the island owner Dongzhu and Murongfu who were present did not have friendship, so naturally they would not come forward to take over for him.
Murongfu angrily said: "Even if the two join hands, what fear does Murongfu have!" At the same time, he secretly rejoiced. Fortunately, the injustice is dead, otherwise the three of them will join hands and he will definitely not be an opponent.
He has no way of retreat, but instead he gets more and more courageous, with one enemy and two, without losing the wind.
Seeing that the three of them were hitting a real fire, the Wu boss on the side turned his eyes sharply, and ran directly to buckle the woman in the yellow shirt: "Take us to the secret room of the child's grandmother!"
At this time, Murong Fu's three recruits are dangerous, knowing that they shouldn't fight anymore, but no one dared to withdraw their moves first, so they could only watch the boss and others press the yellow shirt woman.
At this moment, a cyan figure flashed past, and in a blink of an eye he came to Boss Wu~IndoMTL.com~ The old man was shocked and hurriedly raised his palm to greet him, with a bang, his palms crossed. He thumped back a few steps, trembling all the time.
"Boss Wu, what's the matter with you?" The people beside them noticed that Boss Wu was full of white air, and couldn't help being shocked. After all, Boss Wu was the top existence of their group of martial arts, and he lost to the other party in one palm. .
"Cold Bing Palm, your Excellency is Mingjiao's Qing Wing Bat King Wei smiled?" Boss Wu trembled, looking at the blue clothes in front of him, like a ghost from hell.
Song Qingshu was stunned, but he didn't expect Mingjiao to blend in here. I wonder if Zhang Wuji is also here? He looked around and didn't see Zhang Wuji's figure.
"I thought you were all mobs in the 72 holes of 36 islands, but I didn't expect to have some insight." Wei smiled.
"Hahaha, these mobs in your mouth are joining hands, you are not an opponent." At this time, there was a long laugh at the door, and everyone turned around and saw the tall man slowly walking away. Entering, despite wearing a mask on his face, there is still a hint of chic air all over his body.
"Guangming right envoy Fan Yao?" Song Qingshu is even more weird now. Whether Wei Yixiao or Fan Yao are both the core seniors of Mingjiao, why are they here now?
I saw Fan Yao walk up to the women in the Lingjiu Palace, Shi Shiran bowed: "Ladies are polite, we Mingjiao and Lingjiu Palace are in the same Western Regions, we have always made good friends, I heard that thirty-six islands seventy The people in Erdong rebelled, and the leader specially ordered us to come and help."
The girls looked at each other. Lingjiu Palace and Mingjiao had never had much friendship. The other party was obviously unkind when they came here. However, compared with these island owners, Dongzhu, who knew that the other party had bad intentions, they had to rely on the power of Mingjiao.
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