Murong Fu: I have already become an immortal, so why should I return to my country?

Yan Nantian is recognized as the best hero in the world.

At least he is also the greatest hero and martial arts master in the Ming Dynasty.

Ximen Chuixue used the death of Lonely Yihe, the head of the Emei Sect, to declare his ruthless swordsmanship.

Ye Gucheng had just made public his martial arts master-level swordsmanship to the world.

But that’s the lineup.

Such a swordsman.

I actually felt the warning of death in a strange black swordsman.

What an incredible thing

“Everyone”

“Yan Shisan came from the Maitreya Sect.”

Yan Shisan did not introduce himself, but his exit attracted everyone’s attention.

Even Li Ruohai and Zhu Wuwu, who were far away on the other side, listened attentively.

“Murong Fu is the ultimate swordsman of our generation”

“Now he can kill enemies with a sword hundreds of feet tall, and even cut through mountains with one sword. Yan

Shisan murmured:”That kind of great power has escaped the measurement of secular swordsmanship.” I dare to ask you, do you still have the mind to care about the gain and loss of this mundane benefit here?”

This question is very heartbreaking.

For a swordsman, it is also a question of drawing a sword.

“It was expected that Murong Fu would transcend the great master.”

“Yan only needs to do things with a clear conscience.”

Yan Nantian still insists on his own judgment.

Worldly right and wrong.

The grudges and entanglements of major forces.

He has no time and energy to take care of them.

But when it comes to the prosperity and stability of the Ming Dynasty, he can’t just sit back and watch. Got it

“I only look forward to a battle with the three of them”

“Di Qinglin’s life and death are of little significance.”

Ye Gucheng is still so heartless. His martial arts confidant for many years was abandoned by him.

Just like in the original work, he can be heartless towards his subordinates and maids who have followed him for many years, and can ignore the following and admiration of beautiful women and heroes.

“Very good.”

Ximen Chuixue just stared at Yan Nantian.

As long as he didn’t make a move,

Ximen Chuixue was too lazy to do anything.

Because this was the first of three favors he had to return to Murong Fu.

“Goodbye everyone”

“Yan is going to find the third young master of the Xie family.”

Yan Shisan just left like this.

He was just a prodigal who was obsessed with swordsmanship.

He escaped from the sword and killed people in the mortal world.

The three people in front of him were the ones he wanted to challenge and surpass.

So he was unwilling to challenge them before he defeated them. He was already suffering internally, so he came here specially.

“Very strange person.

Ye Gucheng smiled brightly and said,”But I like him very much, and I look forward to a hearty duel with him.””

Ye Gucheng likes white, pure and innocent.

Logically speaking, he is opposite to Yan Shisan, who likes black.

After all, black symbolizes not only filth, sadness and ominousness, but also death. It is inherently opposed to white.

But black also It also symbolizes loneliness, pride and nobility, which corresponds to Ye Gucheng’s temper.

“His sword is the magic sword”

“However, it is an honor to die under such swordsmanship.”

The current Ximen Chuixue is also sick.

Ruthless but sincere.

Pure and stubborn.

“Not as good as this……”

Ye Gucheng had an idea and said,”You and I will join forces to stop Yan Nantian. In half a year, you will compete with me?”

“Can.”

Ximen Chuixue agreed without thinking.

This was his wish.

It was just brought up by Ye Gucheng first.

As for Yan Nantian, there is no ready opportunity to challenge now.

On the contrary, it is Yan Nantian.

He has choked on his words. He doesn’t know. How to continue.

He is confident that he can remain undefeated against either Ximen Chuixue or Ye Gucheng.

But it’s not like Sun En and Pang Ban are already fighting inside the Di Mansion.

Get up.

There is no way that Di Qinglin can sit still and wait for death. So, with the attack of Shuanglong, the two of them had no choice but to attack. The elite of Dongchang were stared at by Gong Yeqian and Feng Bo. When Di Qinglin met Kou Zhongchu, he was pushed back by Kou Zhong with just one move. Di Qinglin had a look of shock on his face, but he was unable to do so. He never dreamed that Kou Zhong’s sword skills had reached such a level.

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One wrong step and every step is wrong.

The bright sword light, the sword technique containing the art of war, and the sword intent carrying the aura of chaotic war.

Knife after knife went away in succession.

If it weren’t for Di Qinglin’s superb cultivation.

If it weren’t for Di Qinglin’s excellent swordsmanship.

Otherwise, it would be a shame now.

Cao Youxiang, the third governor of Dongchang, is not much better.

His element-absorbing method is a disguised form of star-absorbing method.

But it’s even more cruel.

Also more sinister.

Never be touched by his hand during a duel.

Otherwise, even the essence of the flesh and blood will be sucked away.

However.

The pure Yang Qi of longevity that Xu Ziling cultivated was born to be the nemesis of this type of technique.

………………

A sharp, domineering finger passed by.

Not to mention swallowing it, Cao Youxiang didn’t even dare to touch it.

He could only dodge in panic.

But Xu Ziling’s Yang Finger has been cultivated to a superb level.

It doesn’t matter what the Yang of Heaven or the Yang of Man is.

Just pure fingering.

Just pure sharpness.

With one Yang Finger, it was like a Duo Luo Ye Finger, and the Six Meridian Divine Swords shot out of the air one after another.

Cao Youxiang managed to survive by using both hands, and occasionally using ghostly movements to match the situation.

“Why are you still standing there?”

“Going to the theater?”

Cao Youxiang roared.

Dongchang’s elites rushed out one after another.

But faster than them was Fengbo Evil.

Fengbo Evil who had practiced the iron cloth shirt was like entering an uninhabited land.

What kind of dark crossbows, what flying needles, Feng Bo Evil all He ignored it and went straight over.

He used the crazy magic wand technique to whip away an eunuch on the left, and then smashed the sternum of the eunuch on the right in just two short breaths. More than half of Dongchang’s elite died in the battle.

The guards of Di Mansion were even worse, because

Gongye’s palm blows were faster.

The only thing that can survive is the damage of the meridians.

With a hundred years of cultivation and top-notch skills, there is no way this group of cannon fodder can withstand it.