"Gongzi's wanton stirring up the world will only make the world more chaotic, the people will be displaced, and eventually harm others and themselves. The sweeping monk sighed and said helplessly.

"If the master doesn't leave the temple gate, how can he know the affairs of the world?" Murong Fu sneered, and asked repeatedly, "Stay away from the red dust, how can you know the suffering of the red dust, you are not the common people, how can you know what the common people need." ”

"Childe's strong words, even if he wins the old monk by force, what can he do? Compared with the world, the old monk is just a drop in the ocean. The sweeping monk's tone gradually calmed down, and Zhenyuan suddenly became distant and long, no matter how Murong Fu tried, it was like hitting a sponge, and he could never gain the upper hand.

"Northern Spiritual Skill!" Murong Fu was suddenly taken aback, this old monk made it a great Northern Spiritual Skill, and his attainments were so profound that he was still above himself.

"Hmph, I didn't expect you to be a freelance person. Murong Fu's heart moved, "Now that this seat is the head of the Freedom Sect, you dare to disrespect the head of the sect?"

"Amitabha, the old monk escaped into the empty door, the free school has long become a thing of the past, and the donor turned back. "The sweeping monk neither admits nor denies it.

Your Excellency's skills come from the Carefree Sect, but now you say that the Carefree Sect is a fleeting cloud, and your face is thick. Murong Fu also let go, his mouth was extremely insulting, the dantian true yuan was running wildly, and the Northern Shengong was urged to the extreme.

"Alas......" the sweeping monk sighed, "Childe doesn't need to provoke the poor monk, as long as Childe is willing to let go of the Xiao family's father and son, the old monk is willing to admit defeat." ”

Murong Fu's face was cloudy, and after a while, he suddenly asked, "Is he your son?"

"Poof!" The old monk's heart was agitated, and he almost lost his true yuan, but fortunately, he was strong in skill and saved it in time, "Amitabha, sin, sin, son, don't talk nonsense." ”

"Since it's not your son, what are you doing protecting them like that?" Murong Fu muttered to himself in his heart, but said on his lips, "If I win Your Excellency, my condition is that Your Excellency returns to the Freedom Sect and supports my Murong family to seize the world, how will you stay?"

The old monk had not yet spoken, but at this moment, a woman's call came, and it was Xiao Zhao, Zhou Zhiruo and others.

Murong Fu didn't look back, but he could roughly tell that the women were using their sword qi, sweeping away the debris and broken wood, and coming in the direction where they were.

"Hurry up, it's dangerous here. Murong Fu was shocked in his heart, after many renovations, the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion was no longer an ordinary civil structure, once it collapsed, it would weigh more than 10,000 jun, how could a few of them resist it, even he himself was in danger.

"Quick, Childe is over there!" Xiao Zhao was overjoyed when he heard Murong Fu's voice.

"Let's rush over. ”

"Hurry up. ”

Murong Fu was in a hurry, and shouted loudly, "If the Murong family belongs, leave the Ten Feet Range of the Scripture Pavilion immediately, otherwise you will be expelled from the Murong family." ”

"What should I do?" Six or seven feet away from Murong Fu, Xiao Zhao paused and asked in a condensed voice.

Li Mochou struck the long rolling wood above his head with a sword, and his face flashed fiercely, "Go, exit here immediately." ”

"Sister Li......" Xiao Zhao was waiting to say more, but Li Mochou said coldly, "My skills have been exhausted, and I won't be able to support it for long, and if I go in, it will only affect the master, so I will retreat immediately." ”

Before the words fell, she pulled up Hong Lingbo and Lu Wushuang, flew back, and Xiao Zhao joined forces with Shuang'er, and the two of them jointly performed light skills, and the speed was not slower than Li Mochou.

Listening to the wind and blowing snow, he hesitated and followed, but as for Cheng Lingsu and the others, they did not come in.

All this is a long story, in fact, from the time Murong Fu and the sweeping monk fought to the present, it was only half a cup of tea to pass, and most of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion collapsed, and it would not take a moment and a half for it to completely collapse.

"The Hidden Scripture Pavilion has fallen, how about we go out and divide the ranks?" Murong Fu was a little breathless, if he continued like this, he was afraid that he would be buried here, he didn't feel that he had an immortal body.

Unexpectedly, the old monk shook his head and smiled, "Amitabha, the poor monk is not as good as hell, whoever goes to hell, for the sake of the common people in the world, the son should accompany the poor monk to sleep here." ”

"What!" Murong Fuden was furious and scolded, "You are still a monk, you have such a femme fatale, you want this son to accompany you, dream!"

As he spoke, his feet kicked the ground suddenly, his body turned upside down in the air, his elbows bent slightly, and he struggled to press down, and with the power of the old monk's rebound, his body flew up and down suddenly.

This series of actions was completed between the lightning and flint, even the old monk did not react, Murong Fu's body turned into a sharp streamer, rushed upward, and where he passed, the falling rolling wood and boulders were smashed one after another.

Murong Fu was just about to fly out of the roof, but at this moment, the sweeping monk suddenly shouted, "Childe should stay." ”

Immediately, his hands changed and he grabbed Murong Fu from afar.

A huge suction force enveloped Murong Fu in it, not to mention, what made him even more frightened was that his true yuan was completely uncontrollable and was dissipating little by little.

"You...... You actually ......" Murong Fu was so shocked that his words came out.

There has always been a shortcoming in the Northern Spiritual Skill, that is, if you want to turn away the enemy's strength, you must be close to the enemy's body, otherwise no matter how strong your skill is, it is also like a clever woman who is difficult to cook without rice, this is a defect in the exercise, although Murong Fu Northern Spiritual Skill has achieved great cultivation, but he cannot achieve the Hollow Transformation Skill.

And now the old monk can actually hollow out the power, which is unimaginable for him.

Murong Furen had nowhere to borrow his strength in the air, and his own true yuan could not control it, and his body was pulled back little by little.

"The sword is coming!" Murong Fu was extremely angry in his heart, and he shouted loudly.

At the same time, Li Mochou, who had just exited the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, heard Murong Fu's loud shout, and wanted to throw the Heavenly Sword out, but after the equal sword in his hand trembled slightly, he had already taken a step ahead of her and automatically unsheathed, turning into a streamer and flying towards Murong Fu.

Murong Fu opened his hand and grabbed the Equality Sword, "Since you are unkind, don't blame me for being unjust." ”

Immediately, with enough strength, a sword slashed out, and with a "poof", a milky white half-moon-shaped sword qi flew towards the old monk below, and the sword qi turned into dust one after another.

With a loud "boom", the Hidden Scripture Pavilion completely collapsed and became a ruin.

Murong Fu breathed a sigh of relief, his body turned in the air, and he flew out more than ten zhang, landing on a higher attic next to the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, glanced at the ruins in a daze, and sighed, "No matter who you are, if you obstruct my great cause, you should die." ”

"Murong Gongzi!" came a coquettish shout.

Murong Fu turned his head to look, but it was Jing Xuan, she was rushing towards her, and at the same time shouted in her mouth, "Save Senior Sister, she hasn't come out yet!"

"What!" Murong Fu's expression changed drastically, and Jing Xuan cried, "She went in to save you, and she hasn't come out yet." ”

When Murong re-ascended, it was as if a large basin of cold water had been poured on him, and his whole body was so cold that he immediately flew down and landed on the ruins, all his consciousness was released, but he didn't feel the slightest breath of Zhiruo.

"Zhiruo, Zhiruo, you can't be fine!" Murong Fu muttered non-stop, waving the Equality Sword with both hands, sweeping a sword in the east and clapping a palm in the west, but Zhou Zhiruo was never seen.

A huge ruin, even if it is three days and three nights, it may not be able to rummage through it, not to mention, if Zhou Zhiruo is buried underneath, can she wait so long.

"Zhiruo!" Murong Fu was anxious and angry in his heart, but he was helpless, a great anger rushed out of his chest, and his eyes were full of red light.

I don't know if it was affected by his heart, the equal sword in his hand flashed with bursts of red light, and gradually, it reflected with his entire body, looking extremely demonic.

I saw Murong Fu's body fly up suddenly, and when he was in the air, his hands surged out wildly, and the light on the Equality Sword was great, and he suddenly slashed out with a sword.

"Boom" sounded, and the ruins were cut out of a deep ditch more than ten zhang long in an instant, and there was still no shadow of Zhou Zhiruo as far as the eye could see.

At this moment, because of the collapse of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, the martial arts heroes who had already gathered not far from the ruins saw this scene and gasped.

"What kind of sword is this, so powerful?"

"It's not good, that Murong Gongzi seems to have gone mad. ”

"That sword is so weird, is it a magic sword?"

......

For a while, everyone was talking, and many people showed greed in their eyes, but no one dared to take a half step forward.

Murong Fu didn't hear everyone's discussions, and at this time, his whole person became extremely violent, raising the sword of equality, and "poof, poof" was three swords down.

He also had no choice, so far, he could only block it, and gambled to find her without hurting Zhou Zhiruo.

But at this moment, a rather cynical laughter came, "Little doll, your sword is very fun, how about borrowing me to play with it?"

"Get out!" Murong Fu didn't raise his head, and in the direction where the voice came from, a sword qi struck out.

Everyone couldn't help but be very curious, at this time, who had the courage to touch Murong Fu's brows, and threatened to ask for his sword, so he had to write the word "service".

Following the prestige, everyone was stunned, this person was actually a monk, with a shiny face, a big belly, long earlobes, and his chin and eyes were about to be squeezed out.

Compared with others, the elders of Shaolin Temple are very happy.

Murong Fu's sword qi blinked to the fat monk's approach, and he didn't see how he moved, and with a "snort", the sword qi was broken in half from the middle and flew out from both sides, and the monk was not damaged at all.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then they noticed that there was a turquoise green bamboo standing in front of the monk, and it was too far away to see what was special about that bamboo, but it was able to break Murong Fu's sword qi so easily, and it was expected that either this person's martial arts skills were extremely high, or that cuizhu was also a divine weapon.

Xuan Ci was about to step forward to salute, but suddenly his face turned black and stopped, and the fat monk found a chicken leg out of nowhere, and his mouth was full of oil.

Murong Fu glanced at the person at this time, but he was stunned, this person was the mysterious fat monk he met in the Dharma Cave back then, but now he only had Zhou Zhiruo in his heart, and he had no time to care about anything else.

"Fu'er, it's not a way for you to find this, I'll call someone. Seeing that Murong Fu was about to make a move, Murong Bo hurriedly stepped forward to stop him.

He also saw that the relationship between Murong Fu and Zhou Zhiruo was unusual, if Zhou Zhi was the head of the Emei faction, if the two families married, the Murong family would add another boost.

And Jing Xuan also hurriedly stepped forward to stop in front of Murong Fu, "Senior brother must not mess up, the safety of the senior sister in charge is important." ”

In my heart, I scolded secretly, looking for a way like you rudely, I was afraid that my sister would be hacked to death by you before she died.