Chapter 11: Enmity and Hatred Are Insoluble
"Brother Wind!" Bao Wei let out a low sigh, only to feel a dizziness in his head, and he suddenly got up. looked at the emperor with a resentful face, endured the pain in his legs, and staggered over.
Deng Baichuan and Gongye Qian were both stunned, their minds were crazy and agitated, and their internal forces were rampant, and they actually defeated the strength that Huangfu had previously used swords to refer to and sealed on the two of them in one fell swoop, and gained freedom of action.
"Fourth brother!" the two of them roared at the same time, and turned to look at Huangfu Yan with a crazy face, with awe-inspiring murderous intent.
Seeing that Bao Wei had already made a move, he didn't dare to hesitate, so he immediately jumped up and rushed towards the emperor with Bao Wei.
"Don't do it yourself!" Huang Fu sneered.
Wang Yuyan's face turned pale, thinking about the bits and pieces of getting along with the four ministers of the Murong family on weekdays, looking at the quiet corpses around her, her heart was extremely depressed, and she cried sadly: "Huangfu Yan, please don't kill them......"
"Hmph, in the rivers and lakes, if you make a move, you will either die or be injured, whoever asks him to help him abuse him, he will die innocently!"
Deng Baichuan flashed to the lightning, snatched the corpse of the storm, took a few steps back, stared at him deadly, and said: "It's a good death, let's pay for the blood debt!"
Huang Fu Yan raised his eyebrows, looming murder! Glancing at Murong Fu and the others, he said disdainfully: "Let's go together!"
Murong Fu stayed far away, like a falcon, his eyes locked on the emperor's death, and he didn't react to the evil death, let alone ignore the gazes cast by the three ministers. The fierce light in his eyes flashed, looking for the best opportunity to make a move.
Seeing that he didn't mean to shoot together, Deng Baichuan and the three of them were slightly disappointed and looked at each other. At the same time, he shouted, "Suffer death!"
Before the words fell, with a bang, three sword lights stabbed towards the emperor.
The emperor was like a man on his back, secretly guarding against the sinister Murong Fu. Seeing the three people surrounding him, he dodged and retreated three steps. The right hand was raised slightly, and the Qingluan sword was already in his hand.
The body flashed, his right arm flicked, and the cold sword light stabbed Deng Baichuan and the three of them away, and there was no sneer, bringing a sneering sound.
Seeing that he was coming mightily, Deng Baichuan and the three of them hurriedly gathered their minds and shouted at the same time: "Sancai Sword Formation."
saw that the feet of the three of them turned sharply, and a fierce formation of attack and defense had been formed between them. surrounded the emperor's funeral inside.
Like a mountain of sword momentum, the emperor let out a long roar and jumped up. When the long sword shook, a move "Heaven is like a dome" shrouded Deng Baichuan. At the same time, he suddenly struck his left palm and slashed head-on at Gongye Qian.
"The sky is like a dome" has nine voids and one reality, which seems to be straight in the middle palace, but in fact it hides a mystery. Deng Baichuan made a mistake in judgment and missed a move. A sword was immediately struck in the shoulder. Fortunately, the "three-talent sword formation" offense and defense corresponded to each other, and the package was not made up in time.
Gongye Qian's palm is strong. Fighting hard, he didn't see half a step back, but his face was like gold paper, and he had obviously been hurt by the emperor's death.
All this happened between breaths, and the sword moves of Huangfu Yan's hands were coherent, and one move "White Mist" had fallen again. Straight pounding buns are different from henchmen.
With a "bang", the long sword in Bao Wei's hand had been cut off, and Qingluan's sword was castrated, directly cutting off the three fingers of his right hand, and the blood flowed. It hurt so much that he gritted his teeth and snorted slightly.
As soon as the "Sancai Sword Formation" broke, Deng Baichuan and the three of them were all dead.
At this moment, Murong Fu, who was hiding on the side, suddenly made a move, and the sword momentum was so fast that it seemed like lightning.
Huangfu Yan's heart was slightly cold, his feet were in a semicircle, his wrist flickered, and the blue light flashed, and he greeted him.
The more crazy Murong Fu was, the more coherent the sword momentum in his hand became.
These two people are both kendo masters in the younger generation, and when they start to move at this moment, they are always halfway out of the sword, and they immediately change and derive, and the second move is turned into a second move, and they are all won by the wonder of the moves.
Under the faint bonfire, I saw a green dragon flying and flashing, sometimes entangled with the black dragon, sometimes scattered, dazzling.
The sword style is fantastic, the light and shadow flicker, and in an instant, the two have exchanged more than 100 moves.
Wang Yuyan saw extraordinary, and at a glance saw the origin of the swordsmanship of the two. But after a long time, I found that the swordsmanship of these two people got rid of the shackles of the original swordsmanship and walked out of their own way. The moves are mixed and coherent, and I really can't tell what moves are out.
The lightning-fast battle between these two people was all based on a breath of true qi, life and death were tied to one shot, and there was no room for compromise. If a person's internal strength is slightly insufficient, he will immediately be unable to resist the sword attack of the opponent, and he will be killed.
The miscellaneous swordsmanship that Murong Fu learned was simply a secret book of human form.
After a big battle, Huangfu benefited a lot, and he took a step forward in the way of the sword, and vaguely grasped a trace of mystery and reason.
Seeing that Murong Fu's breath was disordered, Huangfu knew that he had reached his limit, so he immediately stopped keeping his hand.
Murong Fu has been exerting himself so far, and at this time, when he saw that Huangfu suddenly became calm and idle, he didn't know that he had been keeping his hand just now, and his face immediately turned pale.
But he didn't have to think about it, and in an instant, Huangfu Yan's move "a sword came west" had already hit his heart.
"Not good!" Deng Baichuan and the three of them couldn't help, roared urgently, and frantically slaughtered Huangfu. wants to take advantage of the occasion of "encircling Wei to save Zhao" to gain a respite for Murong Fu.
Unexpectedly, as soon as the three of them touched Huangfu Yan's body, they were hit back by an overwhelming force. When he was shocked, he suddenly felt a shock in his chest, and he was burned inside, spurting out a mouthful of blood.
Huangfu's sword momentum was unabated, and his strength was there, and the soldiers came out through his body, stabbing a big hole in Murong Fu's chest, and he couldn't die anymore.
After waking up from a dream for many years, her feelings were touched, and seeing Murong Fu fall into a disadvantage, Wang Yuyan felt a big chunk in her heart. It's just that love and hate are tied up, and they don't care about it, and when they see his tragic death at this time, they still can't help but murmur ""Cousin......" bitterly, his heart was shocked, and he finally fainted.
Deng Baichuan and the three of them ran out of oil, climbed in front of Murong Fu, and looked at them with tears.
Gongye Qian muttered: "Our four brothers have received the great favor of the Murong clan, and today they can be regarded as deserving of death, and they will ...... I was finally able to meet my third brother...... Just ......"
"Die as ...... as you deserve"
"Haha......"
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Mantuo Villa was silent, and the night was getting darker.
Huangfu Yan admired the loyalty of Deng Baichuan and the others, but the rivers and lakes are like this, everyone is walking on the ice.
Murong Fu is dead, but Murong Bo is still alive! This is an even more difficult opponent, and once this grudge is intervened, it will slowly open like a net, and sink deeper and deeper.
Shaking his head, Huangfu Yan cleaned up his mood and began to search for Murong Fu, and soon found a book of cheats, with a few big characters on the title page: Participate in one finger, and the stars will move.
As soon as Huang Fu was overjoyed in his heart, he had coveted these two family heirlooms of the Murong clan for a long time, especially this sect of Dou Zhuan Xingxing, which he had high hopes for in an attempt to use to comprehend the seventh layer of the Qiankun Great Shift. (To be continued.) )