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Shouting loudly, he went to kill Murong Fu.

Enduring the pain, Qiu Er quickly switched to the other hand.

Wandering among the others, he attacked Murong Fu with a quick sword.

"Not good, two fists can't beat four hands, I'm afraid the young master will suffer!" Hu Yaoshi worried.

Su Ying glanced at him and said calmly:

"Don't worry, if he really wasn't an opponent, he would have called Xiaoyin to help him."

"It seems... that's right!" Pharmacist Hu echoed, covering the place where the sword stabbed him.

In the arena, the fighting became more and more chaotic, hundreds of Tianzun disciples surrounded Murong Fu from left to right.

But the cold sweat behind Qiu Er and Shan Yifei became colder as they fought.

Murong Fu is like a god of killing, wielding his short stick to make deadly moves.

Just like the golden cudgel in the mouth of a storyteller.

If you hold it a little, you will die, if you knock it a little, you will die.

The skin is broken and the tendons are hurt by rubbing.

Fighting and fighting, no one dared to step forward, they could only look at each other left and right.

On the other hand, Murong Fu's breath remained unchanged, he seemed to be fine after beating for a long time.

Not only did he lose his breath, but his face also turned rosy.

"Why, you guys stopped fighting?" Murong Fu smiled coldly, pouring his true energy into his feet.

Jump three feet and lift the stick and smash it.

"Boom..."

"Boom..."

"Boom..."

The head is like a melon, and the blood is wanton.

Qiu Er, who usually kills people like hemp, was also dumbfounded.

Both feet stood in place as if filled with lead.

Where there is still a person, where is the leader of the right way.

He is clearly a big devil who kills without blinking an eye.

"You... You killed so many people, aren't you afraid of being called a demon by your peers?" Shan Yifei couldn't help scolding.

"What kind of thing do you dare to comment on me?" Murong Fu snorted coldly, his true energy was within his palms.

Grabbing hard, that Shan Yifei was like a puppet on a string, his body moved on his own, and he flew towards Murong Fu.

"Fighting to the stars!"

Qiu Er muttered, but he didn't dare to move. He only heard that Dou Zhuan Xing Yi can rebound attacks.

This is the first time he knows that this technique can move others.

too strong!

Murong Fu is simply too strong.

Of the younger generation, there is probably only one person who can deal with him.

Shan Yifei was full of energy, wanting to resist one or two.

It's just, his 20 years of dross skills.

How can it resist, Murong Fu is full of pure Taoist Qi.

As vulnerable as Cuiping, Shengsheng was dragged in front of Murong Fu.

"Ah~ Murong Fu, I fight with you!"

Shan Yifei roared and slammed his wooden leg on the ground.

He revealed the sharp sword hidden inside and stabbed at Murong Fu.

"Die!" Murong Fu poured his true energy into the Tianji stick.

A stick smashed the sharp sword on Shan Yifei's artificial limb.

With a backhand, he pinched the opponent's face.

Shan Yifei only felt a surge of true energy entering his brain, and then, a pain that he had never experienced before rose in his brain.

"what…"

After a burst of screams, the whole person collapsed in front of everyone.

Qiu Ersheng swallowed a mouthful of saliva, feeling that the scene of the end is in front of him.

When Shan Yifei fell down, his heart seemed to die.

His eyes went dark, and he fainted from the shock of Murong's resurrection.

And none of the other so-called Tianzun sects could block Murong Fu's move.

The Tianji stick in his hand was waved like a street menu by him.

All the way from Penglai to No. [-] Nantian Road!

The entire battle took less than half an hour.

When Deng Baichuan arrived with his subordinates, the blood on the ground gathered into a small river.

Except for Qiu Er who fainted, all Tianzun disciples were breathless.

Deng Baichuan looked at the spotless Murong Fu who was still calm, and asked in a trembling voice:

"Master, are you alright?"

"It's okay, let me go!" Murong Fu injected the obtained spiritual power into the Tianji stick, and took a breath.