Murong Fu’s fists were powerful, like thousands of horses galloping, and the water of the Yellow River was flowing endlessly.

Among them are not only Arhat’s sage, but also Deng Baichuan’s earth-shattering meaning.

The tyranny in it is beyond description with words.

Murong Chui’s Beiba Spear was directly knocked away.

A master who does not quit is like a loser.

On the contrary, Zhu Faqing solidified his mind and body into one, and Murong Chui and Master Bujie weakened him. In the end, he only shoveled the ground backwards for about ten feet.

“Come!

Murong Fu, whose interest was greatly increased, pointed his hand. The flowing light sword came out of its sheath and shot straight away like a flying sword in mythology.

The sword light was as fast as lightning. It was obviously more than 30 feet away, but in the blink of an eye it was Passing through.

Zhu Faqing had to throw out the Buddhist beads.

As the beads shattered,

Zhu Faqing also avoided this incredible flying sword with the help of Master Bujie’s palm.

But the Flowing Light Sword was really spiritual..

It drew a wonderful semicircle in the sky, and then returned to Murong Fu’s head, waiting for the next command.

“Sword!”

“Sword Immortal?”

The three great masters were shocked when they saw this.

This is a method that can only be found in myths.

The Heavenly Sword Wuming back then, and the Dugu Sword Master did not control it so exquisitely.

Zhu Faqing and the others had heard that Murong Fu’s swordsmanship was very good..

But he didn’t expect that the other party was too high to understand.

With Murong Fu’s direction, the flowing light sword turned into a flying sword and shot at Zhu Faqing at the same time.

The power of Xuanzhi Youxuan was locked.

In Master Bujie’s spiritual sense, the flying sword was meant to attack Zhu Faqing, but in Murong Chui’s eyes, the light trembling of the sword transformed into six or seven flying swords.

The sword was impossible to figure out.

So, the three of them made the simplest choice: joining forces to defeat the enemy!

The combination of Fist Gang, Spear Light, and Finger Strength actually knocked the Flowing Light Sword away.

They finally breathed a sigh of relief.

However, Murong Fu seemed a little angry that the Light Sword had been with him for so many years.

He is a little unhappy.

His sword control is not some skill, but a true magic: sword control (supernatural power)!

This is the natural transformation of his swordsmanship after he has mastered many sword techniques and even reached the level of supernatural power.

The magical power derived from it.

Naturally, this magical power cannot be so simple.

The world was a little dark when Murong Fu’s sword energy condensed , and it suddenly became the only light in the world.

Shoot!

It ‘s such a simple shot.

Its trajectory is as beautiful as the rising sun and the moment before it sets.

The color also tore apart the so-called defense of the warrior.

The Beiba gun shattered with a mournful sound, and Zhu Faqing’s bloody handprint was penetrated above his heart.

But the worst thing was Master Bujie’s..

He was severely injured, so he chose the most cautious route to the rear.

As a result, his whole body was driven upside down by the flowing light sword, and he was stabbed hard on the most majestic and gigantic stone statue of Maitreya..

Murong Chui ran wildly.

Zhu Faqing abandoned his troops.

The only thing they could think about at this moment was to escape from the range of this monster that was not human at all.

Murong Fu just heard the sound of Master Bujie’s body falling.

He Zhu Faqing had already flown away two hundred feet away.

This was obviously a secret method.

But usually, this kind of secret method was used to escape.

Refugees like this slowly crowded in, and Maitreya believers swarmed down the palace.

It didn’t matter.

The problem was that Master Bujie, whose heart was broken, was still alive, and he could even use unknown Buddhist skills to illuminate his body.

into blood.

Then he was ready to escape.

“A……”

Murong Fu looked at Abi.

As a result, Huanwan landed with a smile on her face.

Murong Fu asked:”You just came now?”

He naturally knew that Huan Huan had always been with him.

It’s just that I haven’t taken action yet

“Huanwan is looking at her husband’s majestic appearance.”

Wenwen sighed and said:”If this were not the case, how would Wen’er know that her husband has reached the realm of heaven and man?”

Some of the realms above the Grand Master are called the Tongtian Realm, which means that the ability reaches the sky.

Some are called the Heavenly Realm, which means that people can be called gods on land.

But no matter what the name is, what he represents is unparalleled. level.

Murong Fu asked:”Do you want to stop the master?”

“Um”

“Weier felt that the opportunity to become a great master was right in front of her.”

Huanhan has also practiced the Beiming Divine Art now.

Although she has integrated the Heavenly Demon Art into it, which has taken a lot of time and energy. 387

But the effect is indeed remarkable.

At least she feels that she has swallowed the true essence of a great master of martial arts. , will be a subtle opportunity that can help her completely integrate Beiming Divine Art and Tianmo Art to complete the transformation of martial arts.

“Go for it!”

Murong Fu nodded.

Murong Fu himself also peeked at the true essence of the great master of martial arts.

Moreover, the great master of martial arts is definitely in the innate realm, and the transformation efficiency is extremely high.

But he really doesn’t lack this kind of cultivation now.

If it were given to Abi, That’s a bit of a waste of natural resources.

“Thank you husband for helping me!”

Wanwan wanted to rush away.

But at this time, the fanatical believers of Maitreya Religion and tens of thousands of refugees swarmed in. Some even rushed to the broken Maitreya Buddha statue, crying and kneeling in front of it.

“this……”

Huanwan’s face looked a little uncertain.

She was embarrassed to go on a killing spree in front of Murong Fu

“really……”

“poor person must have something mean.”

Murong Fu shook his head.

He actually floated like this.

In the spotlight of everyone, he floated directly to a height of ten feet.

At this moment, the fanatical believers of the Maitreya Sect were stunned.

And the tens of thousands of refugees were even more From numbness to shock.


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