Unraveling the acupoints of Ding Busan and Ding Busi, the two of them were weak and collapsed to the ground, and their faces were extremely complicated at this moment, with anger, annoyance, and distress, but they didn't dare to show the slightest hatred.

They knew Murong Fu's ruthlessness, and they originally planned to commit suicide immediately after failure tonight, but when it came to the end, they found that there was still too much reluctance in this world, Ding Busi still had a wish unfulfilled, Ding Jue was only in his prime, and he had not tasted the ups and downs of the world, and Ding Busan couldn't let go of the other two.

After thinking for a long time, he sighed helplessly, and Ding Busan said, "Ding Jue, it's all grandpa's incompetence that has wronged you." ”

"Yes, girl, the fourth grandfather is even more incompetent......"

Ding Jue shook his head, tears flashed in the corners of his eyes, "Grandpa, fourth grandfather, Ding Jue will not be able to enjoy the rivers and lakes with you in the future, and you don't have to worry about Ding Jue, I heard that Jiangnan is very beautiful, I have long wanted to go and have fun." ”

"Ding Ding Dangdang, are you leaving me?" suddenly a trance voice sounded.

Everyone turned their heads to look, but Shi Potian's mouth opened and closed, muttering, his forehead was already dripping with sweat, and his body was trembling slightly, which was a sign that he was about to go mad, he seemed to be able to hear everyone's conversation, and kept calling Ding Jue's nickname in his mouth.

Murong Fu's expression changed slightly, and he hurriedly unleashed a force, completely knocking Shi Potian unconscious.

"Brother Tian!" Ding Jue couldn't help but call, and glanced at Shi Potian reluctantly, but after all, he still didn't turn his head, and two lines of tears slowly flowed.

Next, Murong Fu concocted a Bei Haishi as usual, and only then did he let him go until he promised that the Changle Gang would be respected by the orders of the Murong family from now on.

"Tonight's harvest is really good!" After everything was over, Murong Fu breathed a long sigh of relief, laughed, and took the lead out of the secret passage, Ding Jue and the Bubu brothers must have some words to say goodbye, and he can't be too unkind.

Half an hour later, in front of Changle Shop, Murong Fu stood with his hands in his hands, Ding Jue followed behind, looking back from time to time, his face was full of reluctance.

"Let's go," Murong Fu said lightly and walked forward.

Ding Zhong looked at Murong Fu's back, his face changed again and again, and finally followed, she wanted to die, but she was afraid that Murong Fu would deal with her two grandfathers.

In fact, Murong Fu also grasped their mentality, so he decided to let Ding Busan and Ding Busi go, with Ding Jue by her side, the Ding brothers easily did not dare to toss any more moths, let alone leak the matter of the Heavenly Sword of Xia Ke Island, and Ding Jue would also stay in Murong House with all his heart.

After returning to the camp, the sky was already bright, Murong Fu was not resting, and continued to hurry, although everyone was very curious about the sudden extra Ding Deng, but they didn't say anything, after all, among the people, Xiao Zhao and Murong Fu had the closest relationship, and Xiao Zhao was a weak character who couldn't talk much, so naturally no one dared to ask.

"Huh?" After walking for a while, Murong Fu's footsteps flickered and he sighed lightly.

"Childe, what's wrong?" asked Xiao Zhao beside him.

A strange look flashed on Murong Fu's face, he pondered for a long time, and said with a smile, "I met an acquaintance." ”

"Acquaintance?" Xiao Zhao was a little puzzled, and listened carefully for a while, only to find that a few miles to the east, there was a faint sound of gold and iron resonating, obviously someone was fighting, but who could it be that the acquaintance that Gongzi said?

Murong Fu smiled, "I'm not too familiar, I've had a relationship, let's go, ignore them." ”

Everyone was puzzled, but they didn't say anything and continued to move forward.

However, after only a few steps, Murong Fu stopped again, turned his head to look at the dense forest in the east, and muttered, "Why is Mo Chou there?"

"Miss Mochou?" Xiao Zhao knew Li Mochou, but he only knew that she was Murong Fu's eldest apprentice, and she had a very high status in Shenhezhuang, and the ladies all called her "Miss Mochou", and I didn't know anything else.

Since Li Mochou was here, Murong Fu naturally couldn't ignore it, and immediately led everyone to the east.

Seven or eight miles away was only a quarter of an hour for Murong Fu and his party, and after a while, everyone saw that in the dense forest in front of them, the figures were shaking, and the sword light was flying, as if a group of monks in yellow monk robes were besieging someone.

Murong Fu's face sank slightly, his pace quickened a few points, and when he got closer, the sound of "Zheng Zheng" was loud, the air waves were rolling, the dust was flying, and the battle was especially fierce.

"Amitabha, who is the donor, Nan Shaolin is destroying demons, it is better not to step forward, so as not to hurt the innocent. At this moment, two voices suddenly flashed in front of Murong Fu and the others, blocking their way, and said solemnly.

"Hahaha......" Murong Fu laughed angrily, "I want to see what kind of demons Nan Shaolin removes and what kind of way does Wei have!"

As he spoke, the strength on his body shook, and a fierce momentum rose into the sky, and the two little monks were immediately overturned.

This movement naturally alarmed the monks who were watching, and they turned their heads one after another, both surprised and puzzled.

Murong Fu glanced at it, most of them were some very young monks, with large bags on their shoulders and some burdens, as if they were traveling far away, among them, there were also several old monks who were old, their eyes were shining, and their internal strength was good, but Murong Fu didn't know them.

With a cold snort, Murong Fu walked forward slowly, and a group of monks also slowly surrounded him, and they saw that the two little monks who had blocked the road before had already fallen and eaten, so they knew that the comer was not good.

"Stop!" An old monk of the older grade snorted, walked quickly to Murong Fu, and bowed, "Amitabha, where is rude, please don't blame the donor, I don't know why the donor is here?"

Murong Fu didn't speak, he stepped out, and a series of shadows flashed past the old monk's side in an instant, but the old monk snorted and flew out.

The faces of the monks changed greatly, and they were about to make a move, but several figures suddenly appeared behind Murong Fu, "crackling" for a while, and they all flew out, lying on the ground wailing.

The rest of the monks still dare to make a move, Murong Fu took a step forward, and they took a step back, I am afraid that only the abbot and the ancestors can cope with the skills of these people.

Murong Fu ignored them either, walked to the middle of the field, looked up, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, but it was three figures in robes besieging a slender figure wearing a white dress and a veil on his face.

These three monks, Murong Fu is no stranger, but they are the abbot of Southern Shaolin, Master Fang Zheng, the emptiness and emptiness among the four great monks, only then did he perceive the pure breath of the Yi Jin Jing on Master Fang Zheng's body, so he recognized his identity, but he didn't expect that there were two other people.

As for the slender figure, it is naturally Li Mochou.

The four of them in the field are fighting fiercely, the emptiness of the dragon claw hand, there are many changes, the fingers are hard and steely, the strong wind is fierce and fierce, and everywhere they pass, the void is caught out of the white marks, thinking about the slender figure, but as long as it is caught, it must be broken tendons and broken bones.

In his hand, the wood-burning knife technique, one of the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin, was used, but seeing that he held a wooden branch in his hand, it was no different from a real knife, and the fiery red knife qi flew fiercely.

Originally, the principle of this wood-burning knife method is to produce heat and fire through extremely fast knife techniques, so as to hurt people, but to achieve this, the requirements for the knife are very high, but this empty wisdom internal force is extremely deep, and the wood-burning knife method is cultivated to the most mysterious realm, and after the knife qi is cut out, it can still keep the wood branches intact, which is really admirable.

As for Master Fang Zheng, the palm shadow in his hand is endlessly changing, often understatement to hit a palm, it will turn into dozens of palms in an instant, the changes are endless, sometimes light wind and drizzle, sometimes violent storm, it is impossible to prevent it, it is a thousand hands in the seventy-two stunts.

In addition, Master Fang Zheng has practiced the Yijin Sutra so far, although it has not been completed, but it is also very hot, the palm power is not dispersed, the line is continuous, the heart is moving and the force is released, and the end is wonderful and natural.

The three of them attacked Li Mochou back and forth, the attack was as long as a tide, like thunder, Li Mochou's body was like a small boat in the huge waves of the sea, and when the angry waves were surging, he would inexplicably step on a foot in a direction that everyone couldn't imagine, and his body was fluttering, so chic and elegant.

Since Li Mochou worshiped under Murong Fu's sect, he has passed on a total of several divine skills, in addition to teaching her the Divine Foot Sutra and Ling Bo Weibu at the beginning, Murong Fu later taught her the Yi Muscle Forging Bone Chapter and Xiao Wuxiang Gong, as for the tricks, the Murong family's return to the Water Pavilion is allowed to Li Mochou to enter and exit freely.

It is based on today's Li Mochou, in the entire Swallow Dock, he is also the top five masters, except for Murong Fu, Murong Xue and Wang Yuyan, who practiced the Yijin Sutra, basically Li Mochou's martial arts are the highest, which is also the reason why she was able to fight alone against Huang Yaoshi, one of the five uniques, in hundreds of moves without being defeated.

Even so, the three great monks of Southern Shaolin shot together, it is still dangerous, emptiness and empty wisdom needless to say, intensive study of Shaolin 72 stunts for decades, Master Fang Zheng has reached the peak of both internal strength and tricks.

The battle between the four seemed to have entered a state of self-forgetfulness, and the movement that happened at the right time did not attract their attention.

After looking at it for a while, Murong Fu's brows furrowed slightly, the three great monks did not cooperate very skillfully, but the victory was extremely high, and although Li Mochou could quickly recover his internal strength with Ling Bo's microsteps, his mental and physical strength could not be recovered, and if he continued like this, he would be defeated sooner or later.

And looking at the appearance of these three people, it seems that they have some kind of enmity with Li Mochou, and their tricks are extremely powerful, once they hit, they will be seriously injured if they don't die.

The four of them are all the best masters in the world, and the power of the shot will naturally not be small, this forest is already full of devastation, suddenly, after Li Mochou dodged the claw of emptiness, while he was raising his qi and changing his moves, he turned his backhand sword to his wrist, but at this moment, the branch in Kong Zhi's hand shook, and suddenly a hot knife qi slashed at Li Mochou's wrist.

A hint of helplessness flashed in Li Mochou's eyes, this kind of trick to save Zhao has been used no less than dozens of times, every time she sees the flaws of one of them, and is about to make a move, the other person attacks her vital point, and if it goes on endlessly, when will it be a head.

With a ruthless heart, Li Mochou's arm flashed with white light, his true qi accumulated, his wrist shook, and a little cold star lit up on the tip of the sword, but it was aimed at the throat of emptiness, but it was a knife that was ready to eat empty wisdom, and she was desperately injured, and she had to get rid of one of the three first, she had been entangled for so long, she had already had murderous intentions.

"Demon girl, you dare!" Master Fang Zheng saw her intentions, and was shocked, the importance of emptiness to Southern Shaolin was undoubted, if he died here, he would not have to do it as a host.

Immediately, the real force was vigorous, and the Yi Jin was urged to the extreme, and in an instant, there was a majestic internal force gathered in the palm, and in a hurry, he didn't have time to transport out a thousand hands, so he had to shoot a palm unremarkably.

Although there is no fancy palm technique to speak of, his internal strength is perfect, and his momentum does not seem to belong to the top palm technique such as the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Descending.

This palm went towards Li Mochou's vest.

"Hmph!" Seeing that Li Mochou was about to die, Murong Fu snorted coldly, and his voice spread with a thick and sharp internal force.

A kind of monk around, with an intuitive "buzz", the eardrum hurts, and the sky is turned upside down in front of him, and the whole person is stunned.

And the movements of the four people in the middle were also slightly, Murong Fu immediately stood up, as if shuttling through space, and in an instant, he reached behind Dekong Zhi and Emptiness, flipped his hands, and drew a circle in the air, and a great traction force was born out of thin air.

Immediately, Murong Fu threw him violently in the middle, and the two of them involuntarily drew an arc and crashed into the Fang Zheng Master behind Li Mochou.

Murong Fu stretched out his hand, and took Li Mochou's slender waist in his arms, and at the same time handed his left hand forward, with a clear "roar", a golden palm power roared out, and with a "bang", it just hit the palm power of Master Fang Zheng.

It happened that Kongzhi and Kongxing happened to fall over, and the three of them collided into a ball, and because of Murong Fu's palm, they were shot out of the air.

This change is a long story, but it actually happened between lightning and thunder, and it was only a breath or two before and after, and the four of them didn't expect Murong Fu to make a sudden move, and they were all a little inexplicable.

Li Mochou noticed that his body fell into a man's arms, and he immediately stabbed his genitals with his backhand.

Murong Fu's heart tightened, and he almost forgot about Li Mochou's problem, so he immediately reached out and put it on his wrist, then slid out a section and flicked it lightly on the sword.

His three actions, one sliding, and one flick, seemed to have been done thousands of times, like walking with clouds and water, Li Mochou couldn't hold the long sword anymore, and was thrown out, and the two of them slowly fell to the ground.

"Master!" Li Mochou immediately reacted and called softly.

"Hmph, these days when I'm away, you seem to be making slow progress in martial arts, and you can't even beat these three old men, it's really embarrassing for my Murong family. Murong Fu snorted lightly and scolded unceremoniously.

Li Mochou didn't seem to care about being hugged so affectionately by Murong Fu, she just turned her head sideways and glanced at him slightly, over the years, she didn't know how many times she had heard similar words that hit her, if not a thousand, but eight hundred.