"Xiangke, I've been sitting in that position for so long, and your sword is starting to fail." Murong Di held the long sword in his hand and pressed Xiang Ke's long sword firmly to the ground, with a mocking smile on the corner of his mouth.

Xiang Ke tried to withdraw the Tianxiao Sword, but he had the strength to suppress his Tianxiao Sword. Sweat oozed from his forehead: "You ......"

"This Tianxiao Sword is a good and good sword, but it's a pity that it's going to be folded in my hand." Murong Di whispered, and then the long sword in his hand turned dark red at that moment, as if it had been soaked in a pool of blood, he raised the long sword and picked it up, and directly cut Xiang Ke's Tianxiao Sword into two, and the remaining half of the sword body flew out and flew towards the hall.

"I didn't expect the door master to really lose." Xiang Hezhu looked at the broken blade that fell to the ground and muttered, "Executioner, you are going to..."

Xu Fuquan jumped out in one step, and his hand swirled the hilt of the sword violently, so the blade turned around and stabbed towards Murong Di. Murong Di frowned slightly, and with a light tap under his feet, the whole person took two steps back, dodging this fatal blow.

"You're a lot better than Xiang Ke." Murong raised his head and asked with a smile.

Xu Fuquan's shot made Xiang Ke breathe, and he immediately withdrew his sword and retreated.

"Eighteen sticks!" Xiang Ke shouted angrily.

The Xiangmen disciples in the hall immediately rushed into the courtyard, picked up the iron rods that were sucked away by Murong Di and scattered on the ground, and quickly surrounded Xiangke.

Xiang Ke looked at the Tianxiao Sword in his hand and broke, and then sighed lightly.

This Tianxiao saw that it was not only his Tianxiao Sword, but also the opportunity for him to become the master of the Xuanwu Pavilion!

However, Murong Di's attention was not on him at the moment, he laughed wildly and waved the long sword in his hand, facing Xu Fuquan's long sword: "From the time I faced Xiang Ke just now, I knew that there was a master nearby, I wanted to show a flaw to lure you to appear, but who knew that you would come out by yourself." But I didn't expect that you are stronger than Xiang Ke! ”

"Lord Siguan, you really have a lot of words." Xu Fuquan swirled lightly with his left hand, clenched the sword with his right hand, and swept through the thousands of troops and forced Murong Di to the edge of the wall.

Xiang Hezhu scolded in a low voice: "Bastard, didn't you tell him not to interfere?" ”

"Hahaha. I remembered who you were, it turned out to be the guy who tried to break the rules of Xuanwu back then, and was accepted as an apprentice by that guy from Shu Bin. Murong Di laughed loudly, "I really want to see what this apprentice Xu Shubin can do." ”

Xu Fuquan waved his left hand violently and met Murong Di's long sword, which was extremely thin and soft, and swung the sword down and directly entangled the blade of Murong Di's long sword.

"Oh? Soft sword? It's kind of interesting. Murong raised his eyebrows.

Xu Fuquan pulled the sword back, and directly threw out Murong Di's long sword, and then stabbed Murong Di's chest with a sword. Murong Di sneered, pushed out with one palm, and directly blocked Xu Fuquan's long sword. Xu Fuquan was stunned for a moment, and then felt that his sword qi was being sucked away little by little by Murong Di's pair of fleshy palms.

It's no wonder that Xiangkemen mainly uses frost and cold, this is the terrible thing about killing palms!

Suddenly, Murong Di withdrew his palm for some reason, and then with another wave, he knocked Xu Fuquan's sword qi back to him intact, forcing Xu Fuquan to stagger back a dozen steps, and one hand supported him and stabilized his center of gravity for him.

"Brother, I didn't expect that I saved your life again!" Suddenly, a slightly playful voice sounded in my ears.

Xu Fuquan turned his head to look and said in surprise: "Chen Xiuzhe, why are you here?" ”

"To save you, of course." Chen Xiuzhe shrugged his shoulders.

Xu Fuquan has always been calm and silent, but at this moment he couldn't help but scold angrily: "I'm bah! ”

"Hey, I was kind enough to save your life, and you still slammed me." Chen Xiuzhe rolled her eyes, "But I still have the strength to make a move." ”

"Yes." Xu Shiquan took a breath, "What do you want to do?" ”

"Then you just listen to my command, I'll let you do it, and you do it again, otherwise no one can win that Guan master today." Chen Xiuzhe said solemnly.

Xu Fuquan nodded: "I understand." ”

Chen Xiuzhe gently twisted the Tang knife in his hand, swept towards Murong Di in one step, took advantage of the situation to dance wildly, and made a move to force Murong Di to the vital point. The knife technique was extremely fast, and Murong Di's palms couldn't grasp the Tang knife, so he had to retreat again and again.

Everyone in the field was dazzled, and every move of Chen Xiuzhe was extremely powerful, and it could even be said that it looked very pleasing to the eye! Even Xu Fuquan exclaimed in amazement: "Your sword skills are stronger than before." ”

"Whether it's strong or not, it depends on who the opponent is. Now if I am weaker by one point, I will die. Chen Xiuzhe said helplessly.

"Good!" As soon as Murong Di raised his hand at the long sword in the distance, the long sword immediately flew out of the ground and hit Chen Xiuzhe's back directly. Chen Xiuzhe didn't love to fight either, he turned sideways, and as soon as the Tang knife in his hand collided with the long sword, he took advantage of the situation to take three steps back. But as soon as he stopped, Murong Di slapped him.

Chen Xiuzhe also slapped back.

The two palms collided, Chen Xiuzhe took ten steps back, Murong Di caught the long sword with his left hand, and maintained the posture of Fang Cai with his right hand, but there was surprise in his expression: "You actually ......... too"

Chen Xiuzhe couldn't stop retreating, and finally sat down on the steps: "The wound is cracked!" I can't beat it! ”

"Xu Fuquan, don't do it at this time, but when!"

Seeing this, Xu Fuquan immediately rose again with his sword, this time he no longer had any reservations, and directly hit Murong Di like crazy, countless sword qi surged towards Murong Di like a tide, without stopping, as if it was endless!

The circle that originally surrounded Murong Di gradually faded from blood-like red, and seemed to have the potential to be broken, Murong Di held the long sword with both hands and spun it up, wanting to continue to maintain the circle.

Suddenly, a middle-aged man fell from the sky and smashed the silver stick in his hand into the red circle, which was broken....

"Uncle Tianqing." Xu Fuquan was stunned.

Chen Xiuzhe smiled strangely: "The hole cards of the Xiangmen are all here in the end." ”

Xiang Tianqing looked at the scene in the courtyard and smiled disdainfully: "As soon as Brother Xiangmo and I left, the entire Xiangmen was beaten all over the ground by a gatekeeper. Xiangke, you, the master of the door, are really a failure. ”

Murong Di stuck the long sword in his hand on the ground, the red circle changed back, he glanced at Xiang Tianqing, and then at the Xuanwu Order on Xiang Ke's waist.

"Don't think!" Xu Fuquan saw Murong Di's intentions and wanted to stop it with his sword, but he was still a step too late, and the Xuanwu Order on Xiang Ke's waist was grabbed by Murong Di's powerful suction and flew directly into Murong Di's hands.

"After the old man got the Xuanwu order, he won't accompany you to play." Murong Di laughed and turned around to leave.

Xiang Tianqing nodded and swept up in front of Murong Di, and held the silver stick horizontally: "If the Lord of the Four Levels can take it away from here, then it can be regarded as yours." ”