Murong Fu's heart moved, and he said: "This place is too narrow, it affects the performance of the juniors, I wonder if the master is interested in going out to fight?"

As soon as Ba Sipa heard this, he glanced at the imprisoned Emei faction slightly, and said with a smile on his face: "Okay, just according to what you say!"

After speaking, I didn't see how he moved, his figure suddenly rose from the ground, and with a "bang", he went straight through the roof of the building and flew out.

Murong Fu quickly glanced back, his lips moved slightly, and he said to Fan Yao: "Fan You, you give them the antidote as soon as possible, don't wait for recovery, go out of the tower first." ”

Fan Yao nodded without saying a word.

"Murong Fu!" Just as Murong Fu was about to leave, Yuan Ziyi suddenly shouted.

Murong Fu turned his head and looked at Yuan Ziyi suspiciously.

Yuan Ziyi's fair face turned slightly red, "You...... Be careful!"

Murong Fu couldn't help but be stunned, and then smiled: "Don't worry, you go out and wait for me first." ”

Immediately, his figure flashed, and he flew out of the hole that Pas-pa had knocked out.

At the top of the Thousand Buddha Pagoda, the radius is only half a zhang, and Murong Fu and Basi stand opposite each other.

Standing at the top of the tower, he could vaguely hear the shouting and killing sound coming from below, and Murong Fu couldn't help but think in his heart: "I don't know what happened to Zhiruo and Qingtong......

Ba Si Pa swept his eyes around, and said with a slight smile: "This place is also spacious, enough for you to perform." ”

Murong Fu pulled back his thoughts, looked at the unfathomable lama in front of him, his face became solemn, but he was not very worried, the reason why he proposed to fight on the top of the tower, in addition to giving Fan Yao time to save people, was naturally with the intention of facilitating escape.

I don't know if this great monk was stupid or overconfident, but he really agreed.

Ba Sipa seemed to see through Murong Fu's thoughts, and slowly explained: "You have too many worries there, and it seems that you can't exert your full strength, and this seat will fulfill you, after all, I haven't met such an interesting little guy as you for many years!"

"It doesn't matter what your reason is, anyway, when you get here, it's not up to my son to decide whether to fight or run!" Murong Fu secretly scolded, but said with a smile: "Then thank you master, master rest assured, the junior will definitely give the master a satisfactory answer." ”

After speaking, Murong Fu's expression was complete, the long sword in his right hand was erected in front of his chest, his left hand raised two fingers, pinched a sword trick, and suddenly his body jumped up, and when he was in the air, he split into three, and then stabbed down diagonally, and the speed was extremely fast.

In the blink of an eye, three long swords stabbed in front of Ba Sipa's body at the same time, and the three figures instantly merged, and the tip of the sword suddenly stretched out a white sword several inches long.

Ba Sipa's body remained motionless until the sword qi was no more than an inch away from his chest, when suddenly an "iron plate bridge" leaned back, and at the same time, he reached out his right hand like lightning and clamped the sword blade with two fingers.

Murong Fudengjue felt a resistance on the sword, and before he could think about it, he slapped his palm on the hilt of the sword.

Unexpectedly, the next moment, Ba Sipa's body turned in the air, and he took advantage of the situation to take the long sword out.

Seeing that Murong Fu was about to fly out of the top of the tower with his sword, Ba Si Pa waved his right hand, and a fiery red "rope" appeared out of thin air, grabbed Murong Fu's ankle, and pulled him back.

After Murong Fu landed, he chuckled, "The master is really kind, and he came to the rescue." ”

"Hmph, don't say more, you think I don't know what you're thinking!" said Paspa, glaring at him.

"Master, look at the move!" Murong Fu toe a little rubble, flew up again, and stabbed straight at Ba Sipa, although the move was mediocre, but the power contained in it was strong and sharp, and where the long sword passed, it was as if the void had been pierced, leaving a faint white mark.

Paspa reached out and grabbed the tip of the sword.

Murong Fu was slightly stunned, but the next moment, a cloud of red power suddenly appeared in the palm of Ba Sipa's hand, and he actually resisted this unstoppable sword.

"Good boy, work harder!" said Basipa laughed.

"Hmph!" Murong Fu snorted coldly, his wrist flicked, and the long sword was divided into three points, and three sword shadows stabbed at Ba Sipa's chest, lower abdomen, and throat respectively.

Ba Si Pa also had three points in his palm, and the three hand shadows pulled the three sword shadows back into place, combined them into one, and shook his head in his mouth and sighed: "You can't do this." ”

There seemed to be some disappointment in his tone.

Murong Fu simply didn't say a word, withdrew his long sword, and swept out with a "brush", instantly drawing a half-moon-shaped energy, which was extremely powerful.

In this way, Ba Si Pa not only has to block the sword, but also guard against the sword qi, Murong Fu's heart moved, his empty left hand was raised slightly, and a Shao Ze sword shot out, facing the left rib of Ba Sipa, as long as he stretched out his hand to intercept the sword qi, he would inevitably be hit by the Shao Ze sword.

"Hmph, no matter how high your martial arts are, if you hit the Tanzhong acupoint, you will be seriously injured!" Murong Fu couldn't help but think secretly in his heart.

Ba Sipa's expression was slightly moved, but it was only fleeting, and the next moment, he suddenly put his hands together, and the golden light on his body was bursting, and it was actually instantly activated by a golden light shield.

"Bell, bell, bell" The sound of gold and iron resonating sounded three times in a row, and Murong Fu's long sword and sword qi collided with the golden light shield one after another, and the long sword seemed to be slashed on stainless steel, shaking his arm slightly.

That white energy qi entered the mud cow into the sea, burrowed into the golden light and disappeared, but the purple Shaoze sword qi went straight through the golden light after a stalemate with the golden light for a while.

Between the lightning and flint, Ba Sipa's body deviated slightly to the right, which was able to avoid Shaoze's sword.

Murong Fu couldn't help but be stunned, and then secretly regretted that if he had shot him directly just now, how could he have dodged.

However, what puzzled Murong Fu was that when he was downstairs before, he used the "Six Swords in One", which was blocked by the magical golden light shield of Ba Sipa, and now he couldn't even block the Shaoze Sword?

Thinking of this, Murong Fu thrust his long sword into the ground, flicked his hands continuously, and when he landed, more than a dozen sword qi of different colors shot out.

Ba Sipa's complexion changed slightly, and he simply dispersed the golden light, and his body twisted for a while, sometimes thick and sometimes thin, sometimes tall and sometimes short, and he actually dodged out from more than a dozen dense sword qi.

Murong Fu couldn't help but be stunned, "What kind of martial arts are you?"

Phags-pa regained his body, "This is called Yoga Tantra, how about it, do you want to learn it? It's very simple, as long as you worship me as a teacher, I will teach you!"

"Apprentice?" Murong Fudeng felt funny, although this lama's martial arts were higher than his own, but he had not yet reached the level of being his master, so he even offered to accept himself as an apprentice, and immediately snorted, "The master is really thick-skinned!"

"Everything in front of you is just a fleeting cloud, and it is empty in the blink of an eye, you feel that this seat is not qualified to be your master now, and this seat may not think that you are qualified to be an apprentice of this seat in the future!"

"Phew, don't talk nonsense, let's do it again!" Murong Fu unceremoniously counterattacked, his right hand flicked in the air, and the long sword in front of him automatically flew up, shooting towards Ba Sipa, and at the same time, Murong Fu's body flickered, and he lifted and descended the dragon's eighteen palms, and the two huge golden palm shadows on his palms were condensed and slapped towards Ba Sipa.

"Eighteen Palms of the Descending Dragon!" Ba Si Pa blurted out, "Little friend's blessing source, even this seat is a little envious!"

As he spoke, he was dissatisfied with the movements in his hands, flicked away the long sword that came first with one finger, and then raised his palms, and the golden-red energy ripples in his palms flashed out, and they were also condensed into two virtual images of golden wheel-like energy.

"Bang bang bang" sounded, and the two fought in close quarters, sparks shot out, the energy flew away, and the speed of the palm was so fast that there was no shadow.

As for the long sword that was bounced off, it kept circling around the two of them, and it looked very strange.

In less than half a cup of tea, the two had already exchanged dozens of moves, but Ba Si Pa had not moved from beginning to end, and his expression was also very indifferent, looking relaxed and freehand, but Murong Fu's expression flashed a trace of anxiety from time to time.

Suddenly, there was a "bang", and the two of them intersected with their palms, and Murong Fudeng felt an unshakable strong attack, and immediately did not dare to fight hard, tiptoed to the ground, and flew back.

Even if he saw the opportunity quickly, he was still shocked by the internal force of Ba Si Pa, and when his body was in the air, he almost lost control, but fortunately, it happened that the long sword flew here.

Murong Fu grabbed the long sword, stabilized his body, and couldn't help but feel a sense of depression in his heart, his body shook slightly, and he bullied himself again, but this time, he held the long sword in his hand, and his figure became seven or eight in an instant.

From different angles, they stabbed at Phags-pa with different moves.

"Good swordsmanship!" Ba Si Pa rarely opened his mouth to praise, and immediately reached out a hand, and a flame knife condensed from his fingertips.

There was a chaotic sound of "bell, bell, bell", Ba Si Pa slashed on the left and slapped on the right, and with each move, a "Murong Fu" would be scattered.

Murong Fu also seemed to realize that this would not hurt Ba Sipa at all, and suddenly all the doppelgangers became one, holding the hilt of the sword with both hands, raising it high, and then a sword slashed down, and when he reached the time, the top of the tower was surging and whirring, and the momentum was not spectacular.

"What's that?" Zhao Min, who was under the tower and was closely protected by the Mongolian army, immediately noticed the strangeness at the top of the tower, only to see a small black cloud at the top of the tower tumbling violently, and a dazzling white light flashed, and it was instantly cut in half.

"That's ...... Could it be that Murong Kid has encountered a problem?" Zhang Sanfeng didn't know if he sensed something strange in the distance, slapped away the Yuan soldiers in front of him with one palm, and looked up.

Bai Mei made the same guess.

Seeing that Murong Fu's sword had such momentum, Ba Sipa's face changed greatly, and he shouted in his mouth: "Stop, do you want to destroy this tower?"

Murong Fu was slightly stunned, but it was obviously too late to stop at this time, so he simply recklessly mentioned the three-point strength, if he could really kill the person in front of him, it would be worth the price.

At this moment, Murong Fu seemed to have a demonic disease, and he had long forgotten that there were still six major sects in the tower, as well as Fan Yao, and Mao Zhizhi.

Seeing that Murong Fu did not retreat but advanced, Ba Si Pa frowned slightly, he could have dodged and dodged, but after a little hesitation, he still chose to stand in place, and then his hands quickly changed, and his mouth quickly recited: "Lin, soldiers, fights, and those who are ......."

It turned out to be a tantric mudra.