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Chapter 337: The oriole is behind, and the three great masters come out together!
"Since you are here, why don't you show up?"

After solving the Shuiyue Sect, Murong Fu suddenly spoke.

Suddenly, a deep sigh came from the street corner, and soon a man wearing yellow clothes appeared under the moonlight, with fair complexion, as smooth as jade, as transparent as snow, and with beautiful features.

After the man in yellow appeared, he sighed again: "Sure enough, I can't hide it from Brother Murong!"

At the same time, at the other end of the street, there was a man with a Confucian crown on his head, a rich suit, a high nose and deep eyes, and a rather handsome face.

But as soon as he appeared, his eyes flickered, showing that he had a cunning and changeable mind, and that he was a gloomy and terrifying villain.

"I am here tonight to learn Brother Murong's martial arts skills!"

When this man with a scholar's crown appeared, he smiled with an evil look in his eyes.

The figures in front of me are none other than Li Chimei, one of the three great master craftsmen from outside the territory, and Nian Liandan, the 'Flower Immortal'.

"Two of the three great masters from outside the territory have already appeared, why hasn't the Dharma King shown up yet?"

When Murong Fu heard this, his smile gradually grew.

Murong Fu smiled and said, "Okay, I'm looking forward to Brother Chimei's brilliant move!"

But Murong Fu's sudden intervention became the biggest threat to their plan, so he must be eradicated as soon as possible!
And the helplessness of life comes from here!
Knowing Murong Fu's martial arts skills, and knowing that sheer numbers alone could not defeat him, only three of them came outside the long street tonight.

Li Chimei didn't seem angry when she heard the words. Instead, she nodded in agreement and said, "Brother Murong's words also touched Li."

When Nian Liandan heard this, he sneered at the corner of his mouth, and specially used the Huajian Sect's unique mental illusion technique to shoot strange lights from both eyes, taking the opportunity to shine directly into Murong Fu's eyes.

Li Chimei's figure was rushing around, and the bright lights on the long street that flickered day and night made his figure appear and disappear more and more.

Seeing the hidden figure of the Red Sun Dharma King, Murong Fu just frowned slightly, his eyes immediately fell on Li Chimei and the two beside him, and he suddenly sighed softly.

Originally, a battle between Murong Fu and Shuiyue Sect was the most suitable opportunity. After all, Shuiyue Sect's swordsmanship had reached the level of a master, and even if the three of them fought against him, they would not dare to win easily.

The voice of the Red Sun Dharma King came from the other side: "Good guy, because of your ability to listen, this Dharma King should have come to play with you later, but now that Brother Chimei and Brother Nian have arrived, I'd better get through it first. The two of them join forces and talk about me again!" He laughed wildly and retreated into the distance.

Li Chimei's eyes shone with unprecedented brilliance, she stared at Murong Fu's figure and said: "Brother Murong, please be careful, today Chimei will violate the rules of the world, and together with Brother Nian will use what they have learned throughout their lives, and try their best to Brother Murong, kill him!"

After Murong Fu appeared at Luohua Bridge, the news about his personal visit to the capital was passed to Fang Yeyu through Leng Yan.

This shows how powerful Li Chimei's Tian Mei Ning Yin is.

I saw his eyes turning from light to dark, from dark to light, locking Murong Fu's eyes like a suction force. His gaze was as real as it was, drilling straight into the opponent's heart. He was confused and couldn't look away even if he wanted to.

Understand that the magician and Lang Fanyun are currently in a delicate balance. No matter who makes a rash move, the battle to block the river will be brought forward a year later.

Murong Fu's eyes shone with unprecedented intensity, staring closely at Li Chimei's approach.

Therefore, Fang Yeyu and his party must control the situation in the Central Plains as much as possible before the battle to block the river a year later.

Although the opponent seemed to be rushing towards him in a straight line, the Ghost King could see that the opponent's speed was not only fast and slow, but also his direction was uncertain. He seemed to be advancing and retreating, dodging to the left and moving to the right. It was completely impossible to grasp him. s position.

However, Murong Fu was not affected at all, and his smile remained unchanged. On the contrary, Nian Liandan's face began to turn pale, and large beads of sweat dripped down his forehead.

When masters compete against each other, how can they make mistakes in judgment?

But it was a pity that Shuiyue Dazong did not put Murong Furu in danger until his death. For this reason, Chimei and Chimei never found the best opportunity to take action.

It turns out that the three master craftsmen who are famous outside the region have secretly arrived at the long street where this loft is located. Of course, the three of them came firstly for the Eagle Sword, and secondly to look for opportunities to solve what they regard as a major problem. Murong Fu.

As soon as the words fell, the two looked at each other again.

Seeing Li Chimei and Li Chimei appear, Murong Fu's tone remained unchanged, but his eyes moved and he looked around.

It's not just as simple as being a little faster than others, but there is a mysterious truth hidden inside.

"Nian Liandan, did you know that you will definitely die tonight!"

The Red Sun Dharma King is proficient in the method of immortality. His power is that he is like a god. If he misses a single blow with all his strength, he will be able to escape thousands of miles away!
If he didn't take the initiative to show up, even if Murong Fu took action himself, it would be difficult to kill him!

If it were a slightly inferior master, he would not be able to detect the hidden meaning of Li Chimei's movements.

Murong Fu smiled and said: "Listening to your voice, I know that the internal injuries suffered in the battle at Shuangxiu Mansion have not yet healed. It will take at least one night to fully recover. If you have the courage to take action, I am always waiting for you!"

Suddenly he hit his knees and said with a long smile: "Life is so wonderful. If it weren't for Chi Mei's so-called stance, I would definitely make friends with Brother Murong. But it's a pity that after today, one of you and I will have to bid farewell to this world!"

His spiritual illusion technique is derived from the unique "Flower Soul Immortal Technique" of the Huajian Sect. It is a spiritual miracle close to the lineage of the "Demon Sect" Meng Chixing, which specializes in capturing people's souls.

Seeing that Nian Liandan was mentally at a disadvantage, Li Chimei on the side could only sigh. The next moment, she floated up and suddenly appeared next to Murong Fu. With a flick of her right hand, she turned her claws into a fist and pointed towards him. Murong Fu left.

Li Chimei's soft and sweet voice sounded in her ears: "Brother Murong, why is he so preoccupied and sighing so much?"

After forcing Li Chimei back, Murong Fu smiled slightly and said, "Fortunately, brother Li has made great progress, otherwise tonight would be very disappointing."

With a sound of "Bang!", the two of them floated back together.

The most powerful thing about Tian Mei Ning Yin is its speed.

Murong Fu seemed to have noticed it a long time ago. He just took a step forward casually, turned his body slightly, and accurately struck the opponent's swift and unparalleled punch with one palm.

The voice of the Red Sun Dharma King came from the northeast corner: "Brother Murong, don't disturb me, I will definitely take action when it's time to take action!"

At the end of the long street, a figure flashed. Nian Liandan, the 'Flower Fairy', held a black iron heavy sword across his chest. He looked coldly and confidently at the figure in white who was much younger than him. Slowly said: "Brother Chi, this is wrong. The three of you and I are joining forces today. Unless the magician comes in person, Brother Murong will definitely die!"

And with the experience of the battle in Shuangxiu Mansion, Li Chimei naturally cannot be careless again. At present, he has reached the limit of the speed of Tianmei Ningyin.

Nian Liandan knew that Murong Fu had great martial arts skills, so he wanted to use his sect's spiritual illusion skills to achieve extraordinary feats during this fight.

Murong Fu smiled slightly and said with emotion: "Life is like a spring dream. No one knows the meaning of such a dream. They can only follow the dream and let it go until death. It is rare to meet Brother Chimei like this." rivals, but after today I will lose a few more rivals!”

At the same time, Nian Liandan suddenly shouted loudly, and the black iron heavy sword was unsheathed and shot out like a cannonball. The human sword merged into one and stabbed Murong Fu.

Seeing this scene, the middle figure watching the battle inside and outside the long street couldn't help but turn pale and couldn't even scream.

The arrogant energy followed Nian Liandan and rushed towards Murong Fu.

However, Murong Fu just snorted coldly, and the long sword originally hanging on his waist was unsheathed. A sword light flashed like a startling rainbow, and then there was a crisp sound of 'ding', and the tips of the two swords met.

The two of them each took half a step back, and then the whole street was filled with sword shadows.

The pale-faced Nian Liandan shouted loudly and used his sword.

Within a short distance of only a few feet, the dark iron epee weighing hundreds of kilograms actually undergoes several very different changes. Suddenly it is as heavy as a giant iron weighing ten thousand kilograms, and sometimes it is as light as a feather blowing in the wind. It is completely shocking. The change in the strength of the epee cannot be felt. Everyone watching the battle in the long street was moved. They didn't expect Nian Liandan's swordsmanship to be so superb. "Ding, ding, ding!" The black iron heavy sword was faster than lightning. Three times he struck the sword in Murong Fu's hand.

Nian Liandan's choice is not wrong. As the saying goes, one force can defeat ten wills. The black iron heavy sword in his hand is not afraid of any precious blade and weighs 380 kilograms.

Now combined with his fierce moves, he has the momentum to ride a thousand horses!

But what was unexpected was that Murong Fu was able to withstand Nian Liandan's black iron heavy sword with just the long sword that looked like black wood in his palm.

The two swords crossed each other, but Murong Fu never took a step back, but Nian Liandan felt extremely uncomfortable. It turned out that the moment the two swords crossed, the strong energy of the two people also started fighting.

It's just that although Murong Fu is young, his cultivation is like a vast ocean, unfathomable. The two people's energies are intertwined, but Nian Liandan is gradually at a disadvantage.

"Brother Murong, take another move from me!"

Li Chimei laughed loudly and flew down from the top of the attic. At the same time, her whole body was spinning rapidly in the air like a top.

Murong Fu's eyes glanced at Chimei's figure, and he immediately retracted the long sword in his palm and stabbed the sword to his side. In an instant, the sword's light was so powerful that it was more than three feet long.

Li Chimei had already rushed over.

His palms had already taken the initiative to meet the eye-catching sword radiance that often formed in Murong Fu's palms. Thousands of palm shadows appeared in his hands, blocking Murong Fu's twelve swords in an instant. It was all about speed against speed, without a trace of trickery.

He unleashed his body skills with all his strength, moving ghostly and lightly in the rain of swords, continuously increasing his speed, reaching the limit of Tianmei's body skills.

His Condensing Yin Qi and Tian Mei Shenfa become one. When the speed increases, the Qi also strengthens. It is indeed a mysterious and mysterious magical power!

Even if he was as strong as Murong Fu, there was nothing he could do for a while, not to mention that Murong Fu still had to concentrate on dealing with the attacks of Nian Liandan and the Red Sun Dharma King hiding in the dark.

After a slow shout from Nian Liandan, the black iron heavy sword in his hand struck continuously.

"Ding Ding Ding!"

Murong Fu blocked Nian Liandan's heavy sword three times at the same time, and also deflected Li Chimei's airborne punch.

The gentleman's sword in his palm was reflected one after another, and in an instant the two of them were involved in the sword curtain. Feeling the sharp sword energy everywhere, Li Chimei's and Li Chimei's expressions couldn't help but change.

Only now did they understand that Murong Fu had not used his true strength earlier, otherwise the three of them would not have been able to evacuate safely with just the ubiquitous innate sword energy.

Suddenly, a red shadow flashed in the distance, and a violent rush struck him.

The Dharma King of the Red Sun, who was waiting by the side, finally arrived.

His palm suddenly swelled and moved towards Murong Fu's heart silently.

His method of immortality is particularly good at assassination. Today, he set up an ambush to attack Murong Fu alone. He was still extremely cautious and waited quietly for a long time before he caught such a fleeting opportunity.

However, the moment the Red Sun Dharma King's palm touched Murong Fu's heart, the Red Sun Dharma King couldn't help but let out a sigh, and it turned out that Murong Fu's robes suddenly bulged up.

Because of the strong force of his palm, it was like a mud cow entering the sea without any reaction at all.

But the current Red Sun Dharma King could only continue to bite the bullet and send out a burst of heart-rending madness from the Red Sun's big palm, invading along the robe, trying to penetrate Murong Fu's body.

"Red Sun Dharma King, I have been waiting for you for a long time!"

However, at the critical moment, Murong Fu still spoke calmly.

not good!

Hearing that Murong Fu could speak easily and freely at this moment, the face of the Red Sun Dharma King suddenly changed drastically.

But before he could pull away, a force far more powerful and domineering than his palm force suddenly swarmed out from Murong Fu's robes.

The Red Sun Dharma King vomited countless blood in his mouth, and his right arm drooped unnaturally. Apparently, it had been shattered into several pieces by Murong Fu's supreme internal power. However, what was unexpected was that his right palm was tightened by an irresistible suction force. If you suck it tightly, you won't be able to get rid of it in a short time.

If he drags on for a few more breaths, I'm afraid his whole body will be completely squeezed and crushed by this overwhelming force.

However, Hong Sun Dharma King, Li Chimei and Nian Liandan are both famous outside the country. How can it be easy for him to put everything aside immediately?

Along with the blood spilled, the Red Sun Dharma King vomited blood and galloped dozens of feet away in the blink of an eye.

Seeing that the Red Sun Dharma King was defeated in the blink of an eye, and was even forced to break off his arms to escape, Li Chimei, who was left on the battlefield, could only scream loudly, knowing that tonight's battle was at a critical moment that would determine their life or death.

Li Chimei's body turned sharply, turning faster and faster in a few breaths. She couldn't help but meet the attack. She used her body, shoulders, hands, feet and other parts to use various strange and strange moves to deal with the long black sword in Murong Fu's palm. .

But Murong Fu still had that leisurely look. Looking at him with just his eyes, no one would know that he was resisting the pressure net of Li Chimei that was constantly narrowing and tightening.

And Nian Liandan was worthy of a great master. He saw that their life and death would be determined in just a few breaths. He took a strong breath and his mind immediately returned to clarity, but the fear in his heart only increased.

He took the initiative to fight with Murong Fu this time, originally relying on the joint efforts of the three great masters from outside the region, but it was still difficult to win in this regard, and even the Red Sun Dharma King was seriously injured and fled.

Only he and Li Chimei were left to continue fighting with Murong Fu, so within a hundred moves, they would be killed on the spot.

He really wasn't sure at all about this.

The heavy sword in Nian Liandan's hand suddenly fired, turning the heavy sword into light. It drew an elegant line in the void and broke into the shadow of the sword under the sky.

The two swords intersected, and there was another crisp sound of "ding". Nian Liandan's blood boiled, he had a splitting headache, and he staggered back several steps.

Also at this critical moment, Li Chimei stretched out into the sky and roared, her standing body seemed to turn into countless shadows, and then spread in all directions like fireworks.

With his extreme speed, he had successfully squeezed within three feet of Murong Fu and launched the most violent attack with Murong Fu.

On the long street, two figures suddenly came together and separated.

The spins closed again, and only the shadows of fists, wind, and palms were seen competing with each other in the air.

"Bang bang bang!"

After three loud noises, Li Chimei flew back like a kite with its string cut off. His face was extremely pale, and red blood gushed out from the corners of his mouth. He took advantage of this and flew backwards.

It turns out that in the fight between the two just now, it was true that Li Chimei had the advantage in physical skills, but his left rib was still slapped by Murong.

Right now, he was seriously injured internally and was at the end of his strength.

But his Tian Mei Ning Yin is indeed worthy of being the world-famous Qing Gong. Its own speed has exceeded the limit of the human body. Even though he was seriously injured, he still relied on the force of the shock to swing back seven or eight feet.

At the same time, he endured his injuries and activated his skills. Soon, in the blink of an eye, his figure was already a hundred feet away.

But in just a few breaths, only Nian Liandan was left on the long street.

(End of this chapter)