Zhou Zhiruo stretched out a hand and steadily caught the Yitian Sword, but at this moment, her true qi overflowed, her face was slightly pale, and she looked overdone.

Assasin glanced at the clothes that were torn by the Heavenly Sword, his face was indescribably ugly, he hadn't been so embarrassed for many years, and his eyes when he looked at Zhou Zhiruo for a while were also extremely cold.

However, he didn't act rashly, not that he was afraid of Zhou Zhiruo, he could see at a glance that although Zhou Zhiruo's internal strength was extraordinary, it was far worse than himself, but this woman's technique was somewhat similar to that Murong Fu, or it was in the same vein.

Before, he thought that Murong Fu was fusing the Great Movement of Qiankun with swordsmanship to be able to achieve the object out of thin air, but it was not until this moment that he suddenly understood that this was simply a set of wonderful swordsmanship born for the sword, but the woman was obviously a beginner and was quite unfamiliar.

Zhou Zhiruo glanced around, her eyes stayed on Zhao Min and Xiao Zhao for a long time, and then she moved lightly, walked towards Murong Fu, and asked, "Who is this person?"

Murong Fu smiled slightly bitterly, "He is the second elder of the Persian Ming Sect, his martial arts are unfathomable, and he also has a strange spirit that specializes in sealing people's internal strength. ”

Zhou Zhiruo's eyebrows twitched slightly, and then she was looking at Assasin, up and down, and a trace of weirdness flashed on her face.

Assasin smiled slightly, bowed down and performed a common etiquette for nobles in the Western Regions, and asked, "But I don't know what this girl is called? The sword you hold in your hand is the famous Heavenly Sword of the Central Plains?"

"Hmph!" "Hmph!" For some reason, Zhou Zhiruo felt an indescribable disgust at the first sight of this person, and immediately snorted coldly, "What's the matter, do you still want to rob it?"

"No," Assasin shook his head, "no matter how sharp this blade is, it won't work for me, so it's better to stay with the girl, but I'm a little curious, what kind of kung fu did you just use?"

Zhou Zhiruo was stunned for a moment, and then replied unceremoniously, "You don't care what kind of kung fu I use." ”

"Hehe......" Assasin was not angry, and with a chuckle from his mouth, he said, "Well, what is the matter with the girl here?"

Zhou Zhiruo ignored him, but turned his head to look at Murong Fu, "How are you?"

Although she was only a faint four words, Murong Fu could understand what she meant, and the implication was to ask herself if the two of them could beat the person in front of her if they joined forces.

Although Zhou Zhiruo has just arrived, but the situation in the field, as long as she is not an idiot, she can understand it, combined with what Murong Fu said, he is afraid that he has been sealed by the other party, and in her memory, it is the first time that Murong Fu, who has always been omnipotent, has suffered such a big loss.

Murong Fu's face was bitter, his lips moved slightly, but he said, "Merge your power into my body, urge the Heavenly Sword, or be able to repel this person!"

"Haha......" Zhou Zhiruo didn't have time to speak, but Assasin laughed loudly, "I advise Murong Gongzi, if you force this seat to make another move, I'm afraid your fate will be very unpredictable, because you are not the only one here!"

Glancing at Zhou Zhiruo as he spoke, although he couldn't hear what the two were communicating, he could guess the general content.

Murong Fuden was shocked in his heart, he didn't expect the other party to aim at Zhiruo, although his skills were sealed before, he was not much afraid, and the worst thing was to make a mistake with the snake first, with the characteristics of his Northern Spiritual Skill, it was not a matter of time before he surpassed Assasin, but if Zhiruo fell into the hands of the other party, he would not be so calm.

As his thoughts turned, he snorted, "Hit my acupoint!"

Zhou Zhiruo instinctively stretched out her hand, but halfway through, it stopped abruptly, the Jizhong acupoint is a person's death point, and it is the key point of the key to the people who practice martial arts, how can they add up with strength.

"Hurry up!" Murong Fu urged with a solemn face, Zhou Zhiruo immediately stopped hesitating, and pressed a palm on Murong Fu's middle acupoint, but out of caution, he didn't use much skill.

But at this moment, there was a suction force from Murong Fu's chest, Zhou Zhiruo's body trembled slightly, and the internal force of the dantian frantically poured into the other party's body, unable to help himself.

Zhou Zhiruo looked at Murong Fu with a frightened face, but saw that he was just smiling slightly, with a reassuring look in his eyes, out of trust in Murong Fu, Zhou Zhiruo's face was full of doubt, and he turned to urge the dantian true qi with all his strength, and transported it to his arm for Murong Fu to wash his hands.

When Assasin saw this scene, he said in his heart that it was not strange and naturally it was fake, but no matter how he guessed, he couldn't figure out what the two were doing, and he wanted to continue watching, but he had a bad premonition in his heart.

After hesitating for a moment, Assasin finally shook his head and sighed, stepped out with his left foot, and his figure jumped out suddenly, and he jumped in front of Murong Fu and the others in two or three steps.

But seeing that his right hand was raised lightly, and he quickly chanted a Persian language in his mouth, and then above the heads of Murong Fu and the others, two circles of light, one red and one blue, were condensed out of thin air, and the circles of light crossed each other, as if they were separated and combined, and rotated leisurely.

Murong Fu's face changed slightly, a touch of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, and the next moment, the blue and red light around his body was flourishing, and in an instant, Zhou Zhiruo's face was pale and bloodless, and the whole person fell down as if he had collapsed.

A hint of distress flashed in Murong Fu's eyes, and then he opened his hand and grabbed it, and the Heavenly Sword that fell on the ground flew up suddenly.

"Oh, it's kind of interesting!" Assasin smiled slightly, and the palm raised in the air suddenly clenched, and the red and blue circles on the top of Murong Fu's head instantly merged, and in a blink of an eye, it turned into the gray energy from before.

Murong Fu turned a deaf ear to all this, pinched a sword trick in his left hand, and suddenly picked up the Heavenly Sword with his right hand, and drew a semicircle backwards.

Assasin was stunned for a moment, and then his face changed greatly, "Congenital ......"

Before the latter words could be spoken, the gray circle of light above Murong Fu's head had been split in half.

"Poof!" Assasin seemed to be interrupted by his luck, and immediately vomited a large mouthful of blood.

Murong Fu's body did not move, his right arm was back and forward, and another sword was slashed, and the same oval sword qi that had been stretched out flew forward, the speed was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, he had already crossed the Zhang Xu Void.

Assasin wanted to dodge it was too late, at this moment, his hair stood on end, his body was cold, there was a feeling of impending disaster, between the lightning and flint, he didn't have time to think about it, his whole body was shocked, his palms crossed in front of his chest and slapped it heavily, and two strange forces suddenly burst out of his body, one red and one blue, beating like flames, covering his whole body in the blink of an eye, and the whole person was like a fire man.

With a "poof", Murong Fu's innate sword qi slashed into the red and blue flames, and a "crackling" burst and piercing sound sounded like cold water poured into boiling oil.

It's just that to Murong Fu's surprise, the innate sword qi was actually resisted, and he couldn't move forward even an inch.

The look of surprise flashed on his face, and Murong Fu immediately waved his arm, "brushed" twice, and two innate sword qi slashed out.

This is not over, after the two swords, he suddenly held the hilt of the Yitian Sword with both arms, twisted his waist, and swept a sword violently, this time unlike before, the sword qi has turned milky white, only the thickness of the little thumb, but after this sword was cut out, his breath instantly withered, and his face was also very pale.

Assasin was quite reluctant to resist a sword qi, but he didn't expect Murong Fu to slash out three more sword qi one after another, and the last sword qi was obviously much more powerful, almost the sum of the first three daos, how could he resist it like this.

"How did this kid cultivate? After cultivating so many extraordinary martial arts, he could still practice his innate sword qi to such a realm? I knew that he was so difficult, I should have made a strong move before......" In just a moment, countless thoughts flashed in Assasin's heart, and he thought for a long time, but he never came up with a single move that could crack Murong Fu's innate sword qi.

"Puff" twice, two sword qi slashed at the red and blue light in front of Assasin's body one after another, and in an instant, the light weakened by half, and the strange "flame" energy that was originally all over the body, like a long whale absorbing water, quickly reversed and returned, condensed into a point in front of his chest, and was just in the middle of the narrow sword qi.

But at this moment, the last sword qi slammed into the first three sword qi, Assasin's body was shocked, his throat was sweet, and he spit out a mouthful of blood with a "poof", and the faintly beating red and blue flames also trembled lightly and disappeared without a trace.

Four sword qi crossed horizontally and vertically, passing through Assasin's body, his expression instantly froze, and his body was motionless.

There was silence in the dim woods, and the sound of leaves falling to the ground and insects and ants chirping was clearly audible.

Dai Qisi looked at this scene blankly, her face was only incredible, she thought that it was a miracle that Murong Fu could last under Assasin for so long, but she didn't expect to defeat him in the end, although most of it was because of the bonus of the Heavenly Sword, but it was enough to show that the opponent's martial arts were high, maybe Xiao Zhao was really good with him......

"Childe!" Xiao Zhao didn't know what Dai Qisi was thinking, at this moment she stared at Murong Fu without blinking, but when she saw her body suddenly fall softly, she couldn't help but be shocked, and hurriedly ran over and helped her up.

"I'm fine!" Murong Fu smiled at Xiao Zhao, reluctantly stood up, and helped Zhou Zhiruo, who had fallen at his feet, up.

"Heh!" At this moment, Assasin, who was originally motionless, suddenly chuckled and slowly raised his head.

Xiao Zhao was taken aback, "Childe, he ......"

Murong Fu didn't answer, his eyes were fixed on Assasin!

It wasn't until half a quarter of an hour later that Assasin spat out a mouthful of blood, and his body could no longer support it, and he was half-kneeling on the ground.

Murong Fu's face was relieved, and he smiled slightly, "It's okay, I won this battle after all!"

Then he glanced at Zhou Zhiruo in his arms gratefully, "Zhiruo, you saved me this time." ”

The strength of the lower half of his body was sealed, if it weren't for the transfer of Zhou Zhiruo's whole body strength, even if he had the Heavenly Sword, he would not be able to cut out so many innate sword qi, and at that time, I am afraid that he would really become meat on the chopping board.

Zhou Zhiruo shook her head weakly and didn't say anything.

"You've won!" said Assasin, who seemed to breathe his breath, in a very weak voice.