If he fights alone, Murong Fu can beat the other party.

Although the long fist of the strong man in black is as stable as Mount Tai, and his body is stronger than steel, the gap between his true qi and his internal strength is like the height of a seedling and a big tree.

But the people are two to one, and they are pinching his weakness, which is disgusting and outrageous.

The most important thing for Murong Fu now is to rescue his own cavalry, which is the foundation of his comeback.

No matter what opponent comes, even if he fights to break out of internal injuries, he can quickly get out of the entanglement and go to the rescue first. It's just that the opponent in front of him is a stable and itchy character, without any fancy long punches, he doesn't give any flaws to Ben, and his own defense is strong, although the true qi can also cause damage, but if you want to defeat it, without attacking the vital point, it is impossible to have more than a stick of incense.

However, several times Murong Fu wanted to attack his vital door, a sword would be stabbed next to him, interrupting his moves in time.

The one who wielded the sword was a flat-headed young man with a slight smile on his face, even as an opponent, seeing this kind of smile made people a little hateful. He doesn't shoot much, but he can hit the nail on the head every time, and his sword intent is pure, so people have to guard against it.

Murong Fu wanted to use the Dou Zhuan Star Shift to divert the attack power of the swordsman, but the opponent retreated with one blow, and he had no way to start. If you use this magic skill to transfer the attack power of the long fist, the opponent's body is hard, and if you are hit a few times by your own long fist, it will not hurt, but the consumption of using the Douzhuan Star Shift will be greater, and the gains outweigh the losses.

Therefore, he was entangled by two internal force players who had not yet refined and refined qi.

On the other hand, Zhuang Juxian was also treated in the same way, and his situation was even more difficult than that of Murong Fu.

It turned out to be a woman who was pestering him, and the combination of the Zhiyang's palm technique and the high-level elixir was not afraid of his cold poison at all.

He didn't like martial arts very much, and it was a coincidence that he became a master, most of the time, he used deep internal force and methamphetamine to oppress people, and when it came to move skills and on-the-spot reactions, he really didn't dare to compliment.

But the woman in front of her is different, a set of Zhiyang palm method is superb, the realm has penetrated the heaven and earth, refining and refining qi, the only thing missing is the amount of true qi. But people have tonics, and they take one pill after a few moves, and the true qi is endless.

Zhuang Juxian was surprised, you must know that for players at the True Qi level, ordinary pills will be resisted, and only high-level ones will do. Moreover, it is no problem to take one or two, if you can take five or six in a row and there is a tendency to continue, this elixir must be top-notch.

Fighting with a player who can take unlimited drugs is a little melancholy in my heart.

What makes people even more desperate is that there is a fat man next to this woman, although he is smiling, but people can see at a glance that this is a knife hidden in a smile, and he has no good intentions. The long black knife in the fat man's hand glittered in the sun, more like a monster that chose to devour people, and could strike a fatal blow at any moment.

The opponent's only weakness, although the offensive is fierce, but the entanglement is insufficient. It's a pity that Zhuang Juxian is not Murong Fu, he is entangled, so he can't think of breaking away as quickly as possible. As long as there is an advantage, no matter who fights him, he will accompany him to the end.

Focus is also a strength, his martial arts are much better than with women, fighting for more than 20 rounds, and finally let him find an opportunity to knock his opponent away with one palm.

The blow was successful, but the battle still couldn't stop, and the fat man next to him really shot immediately, and the black long knife was like black lightning, slashing head-on.

Zhuang Juxian was surprised that the opponent had such a figure but such speed, his reaction was half a beat slower, and he could only defend when he fell behind.

The fat man's knife technique roared and rotated like a windmill, and the powerful knife qi slashed down one after another, bursting on Zhuang Juxian's body, and each time he could lift out a layer of yellow sand around the two of them, and even slashed five times, and actually made a huge sand pit.

Dealing with two such arrogant and unreasonable True Qi players in a row, the corners of Zhuang Juxian's mouth were already oozing blood. Now it was the woman's turn to be watching, and he could only defend and not fight back.

The battle of the army has come to an end, and the knights of Dayan are indeed elite, and they are still resisting frantically until the last few people.

"Dayan Wansheng!"

The black-armored knights fought as they dressed, solemn and rigorous, dull and silent. But every knight will do his best to roar before he dies.

Although such a roar is heroic, it is undoubtedly a heavy hammer in Murong Fu's ears, and fifty roars are fifty heavy hammers, each one is more than one death. With the death of the last knight, Murong Fu finally collapsed and went crazy.

No matter how high the martial arts are, they can only be beaten without rules, not to mention that the opponent is still steady.

After being punched three times in a row, Murong Fu's heart was like ashes, and he actually gave up resisting, and stood up to meet the opponent's fist, and his desire for death was clearly revealed.

"Don't hurt my son-in-law!"

There was a roar between heaven and earth, and a blue-shirted young man ran from far and near on the yellow sand, and the long sword in his hand shook, and a sword qi shot out.

He was still more than fifty meters away from Murong Fu, and such a distance was only possible with the sword qi of the Great Grandmaster. But his goal is not against people, but at yellow sand. The sword qi lifted up the yellow sand in the sky, as if there was a sandstorm, covering the sky and the sun.

When the dust settled, the Blue Mountain swordsman had already withdrawn more than ten meters away with Murong Fu in his arms, and he was on guard.

Yelu Bao Xinnu recognized the person and said, "Is this rabbit cub?" Brother Hao, let your people kill him, and this king will be rewarded! "The person who came was Fei Chaotian, who had captured him alive, and this was a shame in his heart.

"Good!" Hao Fei replied very simply, and shouted loudly: "Brothers, work hard, kill these two people, the prince will be rewarded!" ”

Murong Fu laughed after hearing this, and laughed at himself: "I didn't expect that I, Murong Fu, would die in the hands of a group of Xiaoxiao today, I really want to destroy my Dayan." ”

Fei Chongtian hurriedly said: "Childe, keep the green mountains here, even if there is no firewood!" We can recruit the army without you, you are magnificent, how long can it take to train a strong army? Let's eat a trench and grow a wisdom, and in the future, we will also recruit more people from the rivers and lakes, you have a family history, a rich collection of books, and you don't have to worry about no master to work for you. ”

After hearing this, Murong Fu's face finally eased slightly, but his eyes were still cloudy.

Fei Chongtian said: "Childe, think about it from a different angle, isn't this a chance given to you by God?" Because of these fifty blacks, you always use them as hole card chips, but limit your other strategies. It's a pity that they're gone, but you're also free, and you don't have to take them with you to a place like the desert! We will go back to Swallow Dock and recruit customers, and it will only take a year or two to pull up a more elite team than the Black Armor Army. A cavalry army composed entirely of third-order martial artists, that is the capital that dominates the world. ”

Murong Fu was finally moved, looked at everyone in the field, and shouted: "Today's battle, Murong Fu remembers it in his heart!" It's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years, I'll be back! ”