"Amitabha, little benefactor Murong, is this what you want?"

The sweeping monk glanced at the other party with a complicated look, and his tone was full of infinite lamentation.

"The general trend of the world is a flood beast that no one can resist, either go with the flow, or it will be destroyed, the master only cares about enlightenment, how can he know the suffering of the people?"

Murong Fu smiled lightly, and after looking at Xiao Feng in Tianshan Tong's hand, his figure flashed, and he was already rushing towards the other party, and now as long as he kills Xiao Feng, the overall situation will be decided.

"Amitabha, Murong Xiao Shibei should put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the ground!"

The sweeping monk immediately intervened to block it, and an invisible wall of qi stopped in front of Murong Fu, but it was pierced by his finger, like paper paste.

But just this moment of stagnation had already caused the sweeping monk to chase after him, and the two fought together again.

"This person should be the one who should put down the butcher's knife, and there is no need to become a Buddha on the ground, I will send him to see the Buddha!"

Murong Fu was secretly annoyed in his heart, and his shots became more and more aggressive, with the blessing of the Great Shift, every palm he swung out, with a series of sonic booms, and the strength accumulated in his palm was more than a thousand catties, like Mount Tai pressing down like the top.

But the sweeping monk seems to be quite good at guarding the palace, and can always invisibly dissolve his two or three percent of his strength in the wave of his sleeve, and then the palm power on him will also be sharply reduced.

Seeing that Murong Fu couldn't pull away here, the four Deng Baichuan in the crowd, as well as Cui Luhua and Mu Wanqing, also rushed forward to help Master Li and Ah Zi.

The group of heroes also wanted to come forward to help, but after seeing that the big battle between Master Li and Li Qiushui was no worse than that of Murong Fu and the sweeping monk, they didn't dare to step forward.

As for Ah Zi and Tianshan Tong's grandmother, the two of them were also extremely fast, and few people present could see their moves clearly, let alone come forward to help.

Deng Baichuan and Feng Bo attacked Li Qiushui together, Cui Luhua was good at using flying knives to cooperate with Li Shishi's mediation, and Bao Wei, Gongye Qian and Mu Wanqing directly took Xiao Feng in the hands of Tianshan Tong.

"It's him ......"

When he was dying of serious injuries, Xiao Feng suddenly noticed a familiar fluctuation of true qi, he opened his eyes with difficulty, and saw that the oncoming bag was different, and the figure of the other party was very similar to one of the people who blocked him at the bottom of the mountain, and he also remembered this extremely cold palm power clearly.

"Okay, all the people from the Murong family are here, grandma will teach you a good lesson for the stinky boy today!"

Tianshan Tong's grandmother didn't know Bao Wei but knew Gongye Qian and Mu Wanqing, and immediately sneered, and she was not afraid of one enemy and four enemies.

"He is from the Murong family...... The Murong family, why does the Murong family want to harm me, why do you want to stop me from finding the truth? ”

Although Xiao Feng's body couldn't move, his consciousness was still quite clear, and a truth shrouded in a huge shadow seemed to be unveiling little by little, but before he could think about it, the shock brought by Tianshan Tong's grandmother when he moved in an instant caused his internal injuries, and a mouthful of blood spurted out again, and his consciousness became even more depressed, as if he would die at any time.

Tianshan Tong's grandmother has recovered her strength since her strength, and after practicing the Washing the Marrow Sutra, her martial arts have made great progress, and she is even better than Li Qiushui, so even if Ah Zi has a bag to help them, she still can't take the other party.

Moreover, Mu Wanqing and Murong Fu have not been together for a long time after all, and they have not learned the essence of martial arts.

If it was Kang Min who joined forces with Ah Zi at this time, maybe the two of them would be able to snatch Xiao Feng from the hands of Tianshan Tong with one needle and one swordsmanship.

However, at this time, Kang Min was still in retreat on that day, and was guarding the Vulture Palace, and only sent the four sisters of Meilan Zhuju to Shaomu Mountain to help the lover.

And the four sisters were also arranged by Murong Fu to protect Li Qingzhao at the inn at the bottom of the mountain, and they were not brought up the mountain.

Even if Mei Lan Zhuju Sishu went up the mountain, I was afraid that she would not help Murong Fu deal with Tianshan Tong's grandmother, not to mention that their martial arts were not as good as Mu Wanqing.

Murong Fu saw that everyone couldn't take Xiao Feng for a long time, so he immediately took up his body protection qi, and after fighting to resist the sweeping monk with his injured hand, he took advantage of the retreat of his body and rushed towards Tianshan Tong Mao with an arrow step.

Even if Tianshan Tong's skills soared, in the face of Murong Fu's sudden appearance, she didn't dare to be careless, and her palm power rushed out, but she was easily blocked by the other party, and grabbed Xiao Feng with her other hand.

Murong Fu used the Qiankun Great Shift to absorb the opponent's palm force, making him unable to move, and when his left hand was about to grab Xiao Feng, he was swept away by the sweeping monk who arrived and rescued Xiao Feng.

However, Murong Fu's right palm, which was withdrawn in time, swung out a palm force in the air, hitting the sweeping monk's shoulder hard, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

"Stinky boy!"

Tianshan Tong's grandmother scolded, and she was about to catch up with Murong Fu, but it was her turn to be stopped by Ah Zi, it was not easy to snatch people from Tianshan Tong's grandmother, but as long as Ah Zi stopped her, it was not a difficult thing.

The sweeping monk knew that Xiao Feng was seriously injured and would definitely die if he dragged it any longer, so he wanted to flee here with him, but Murong Fu chased after him and quickly repelled him.

The martial arts of the two were originally between the two of them, but with Xiao Feng in the hands of the sweeping monk, they had gradually fallen behind, and they were slapped in the chest again, breaking several ribs.

Seeing that Murong Fu was about to catch Xiao Feng, at this critical moment, a woman in palace clothes suddenly appeared in front of him without warning, and with just a slight lifting of her palm, she shocked him into a surge of blood and flew out.

Murong Fu forcibly suppressed a breath of blood that surged into his throat, and when he looked at the comer, his face changed instantly, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

"Yu Yan?"

I saw that the woman in the palace dress in front of me was Wang Yuyan's appearance, but the temperament of the two was very different, one was dignified and elegant, and the other was beautiful and smart, just like the jade statue......

Suddenly, Murong Fu seemed to think of something, and couldn't help but look like the eyes of a visitor, sure enough, although it was bright and bright, it lacked a little charm, not like a real person.

Could it really be that the jade statue was resurrected?

But the wonder of the world is that there will definitely be no such thing as the resurrection of dead things, who is the person in front of him?

The woman in the palace costume only glanced at Murong Fu lightly, then withdrew her gaze and stood still, like a jade statue.

Murong Fu forcibly suppressed the throbbing in his heart, and when he saw the sweeping monk healing Xiao Feng's injuries, he couldn't help but strike again.

However, as soon as he approached, the jade statue seemed to come to life again, and it was also a simple slap, but no matter how Murong Fu dodged, he couldn't dodge, and shook him back again.

"Could it be that the destiny of heaven returns, and what I Murong Fu is planning, even God can't stop it?"

Murong Fu's hands and feet were cold, he didn't expect that at the last moment, even the sweeping monk was injured, and he would actually run out of a resurrected jade statue, could it be that after so many years of hard work, it would be a dream?