"Second uncle, I'm here to help you!" Murong Chao couldn't help anymore, he was afraid that when Murong was defeated, he alone would not be Murong Fu's opponent, and after saying a word in his mouth, he immediately flashed and flew out.

Murong Chao did not directly join the battle group, but waved his hands continuously, and in an instant, an aura enveloped more than ten zhang squares, and one after another majestic and incomparably powerful qi flowed in the aura.

As he waved his hands, the blue light that Murong Fu turned into was really slowed down, and gradually Murong Fu's body shape appeared, while Murong Fu's speed increased greatly, and the sword light became more powerful, this situation was as if the cyan match was a ribbon in Murong Chao's hand, and he was stirred up faster and faster.

Everyone present could see that with Murong Chao's cooperation, Murong Fu had already fallen into disadvantage.

Li Mochou and the turmoil were in a hurry, and they couldn't care about their respective opponents, so they all said in unison, "Childe, I'll help you!"

After speaking, he flew up, and slapped Murong Chao with a sword and a palm at the same time. But as soon as they approached Murong Chao's body within a few feet, it was as if they were in a deep quagmire, their speed slowed down, and their strength was also invisibly dissolved a lot.

"Hehe, there is such a use for the stars to turn the stars, and my son is a long-term insight today. At this time, Murong Fu's unhurried voice sounded, and then the white sword light was shining, and every time he turned a corner, a milky white "silk thread" would slide out, like a spirit snake spitting out a letter, extremely powerful, and it was a sword turned into silk.

Murong Chui seemed to have more and more difficulty in controlling the cyan sword light, and was chased and intercepted by several sword wires, and he was a little clumsy, and he had lost half of his previous calmness.

Finally, Li Mochou and Feng Bo Evil had arrived not far in front of Murong Chao, Li Mochou mobilized the true qi of his whole body, and waved out a mediocre sword, and Feng Bo Evil also raised a palm, and the golden-red power rolled out, and in an instant, the two of them attacked like a mountain and a sea, and the momentum pressed towards Murong Chao, obviously they also saw that Murong Chao could not move easily at this time, so they no longer had reservations.

Of course, Murong Fu has helpers on his side, and Murong Chao's side is no exception, although he will also be affected by the aura, but Murong Teng and Murong Jingyue are still worthy of rushing to the left, seeing this situation, Murong Teng rushed over without hesitation, and Murong Jingyue hesitated, just raised his hand and waved out a light green mist.

The palm power and sword qi of Feng and Li arrived in front of Murong Chao in the blink of an eye, but at this moment, two rays of light, one green and one red, intertwined and shot over, but when they heard the two "snorts" sounds, the strength of the two sides collided, and the sword qi and palm power actually deflected the direction and shot towards the other side.

Before Li Mochou could make another sword, another light green mist shrouded the two of them, and he could tell that this mist was extremely toxic just by the extremely pungent smell, so he didn't dare to be careless, and hurriedly swung several swords to smash it.

"It's you two again!" Li Mochou snorted coldly, looked up at the two blue and white figures in the sky, and his face flashed ruthlessly, "Then I'll send you to see Hades first." ”

As he spoke, the long sword shook, the cold stars flickered, and the Dragon City swordsmanship continued to be used.

And the turmoil is almost the same reaction, compared to Li Mochou, Murong Chao's aura does not have a great impact on him, because he is more than strong in kung fu and is not good at speed.

This is hard for Murong Teng and Murong Jingyue, the former must stand in front of Li Mochou, it can be said that he can't dodge, he can only rely on his skills to support it, and the latter is even more sad.

The reason why Murong Jingyue was able to be entangled with the storm evil for so long, in addition to his poisonous skills, relied on a strange body technique, and now when everyone's body skills were restricted at the same time, where could he resist it, if it was said that the poisonous spirit, the Jiuyang Divine Skill of the storm and evil was quite resistant to toxins, and it would be difficult to take effect for a while.

For a while, the situation in the field was changing, and the momentum was huge, not to mention the strange and unpredictable methods of Murong Fu and Murong Chui, even Li Mochou and others at the bottom were fighting, and it was difficult for people with lower skills to see clearly, and only a few people with first-class internal strength such as Li Sirong and Hong Lingbo could see one and a half moves.

At this time, the people on both sides have retreated far away to more than ten zhang away, in fact, they are almost killed, and the black-clothed guards of Shangshu Mansion are no longer one in ten, only less than one hundred and ten, with the killing speed of the Blood Shadow Hall and the Shenluan Guard, this is not enough for people to see, they can only hope that their lord, adult, and son can save the defeat, otherwise they will only wait for death.

"Sneer", "Zizizi", the sound of gold and iron resonating, the sound of sword qi breaking through the air is endless, the sword qi in front of the main hall of Shangshu Mansion is floating, full of colors, so gorgeous, about half a pillar of incense time passed, suddenly a scream of "ah" sounded, everyone followed the reputation, only to see that Li Mochou had pierced the long sword into Murong Teng's heart.

This scream was extremely sudden, and even the two who were fighting in the air paused, and Murong Chao was even more stunned.

Murong Teng held Li Mochou's sword blade in one hand, glared at her with a hideous face, and roared, "You also give me a funeral!"

As he spoke, he directly twisted the long sword, grabbed a piece of the sword body and stabbed it at Li Mochou, and the free hand also carried a palm, using all the residual strength, the palm was majestic, and the whole palm was bigger.

The desperate blow of a top master, even if Li Mochou was in his heyday, he didn't dare to pick it up easily, not to mention that she was not in a very good state at this time, and she subconsciously wanted to withdraw and retreat, but now she was in Murong Chao's weird aura, and her body was suffocating.

Between the lightning and flint, she had no choice but to pull out the glazed long sword at her waist and place it across her chest, holding the handle with her left hand and holding the sword body with her right hand, mobilizing the true qi of her whole body to form a thin shield.

All this is a long story, but in fact, it was just a snap of a finger, Murong Teng's attack came in the blink of an eye, only to hear a poof, Li Mochou's aura that had just gathered disintegrated like paper paste, the sword light flashed, and a severed blade pierced down from her shoulder, all the way to her chest, bringing up a large piece of flesh and blood.

And Murong Teng's hand holding the broken blade was also cut off by the glazed long sword Qi Bowl, and the blood splashed Li Mochou's face.

"Hiss......" Li Mochou gasped, the pain that pierced her heart almost made her faint, and then there was a loud "bang", and a strong force struck, and Murong Teng slapped the palm of his whole body strength on the glazed long sword.

Li Mochou's figure soared back, and the long sword also broke inch by inch after holding on for a breath.

Li Mochou was stunned for a moment, as if time and space were frozen, and even the pain in his body had forgotten, in addition to the extremely exquisite shape, this glazed long sword was the only gift given to her by Murong Fu, and it had always been cherished by her personal collection, every time she thought about Murong Fu, she would take it out and wipe one or two, and she was reluctant to use it at all in normal times, but now it was broken.

At that moment, she had a heart-rending feeling, as if she had lost something extremely important all of a sudden, and in addition to the heartache, a monstrous anger rushed straight to the top of the clouds, and she grabbed the hilt of the sword without thinking about it and swung it out.

A magical scene happened, with her action, a gray shadow quickly elongated, like an invisible sword light, and like a dragon going out to sea, dividing everything in front of him into two halves, Murong Teng, who was close at hand, bore the brunt of it, and the figure of the forward rush instantly froze, and he stood motionless in place, and Murong Chao's aura was also halved by everything, and the blue and white sword light in the sky was also opened in an instant, and the whole world was quiet all of a sudden.

As if with a flick of his fingers, and as if a long time had passed, there was a faint and inaudible sound of "poof", Murong Teng's entire body was divided into two halves and flew out from both sides, and Murong Chaoyang's hand in the air was actually cut in half.

"Third brother!"

"The third master is dead......!

"The eldest man is injured......"

Everyone was shocked to look at the woman with a mask on her face, a graceful figure, and a sword-swinging motion with the hilt of her hand, the third old man Murong Teng was actually cut in half, and Murong Chao, who had extremely high martial arts, had a palm cut off.

Even Murong Fu and Murong Chui each distanced themselves, looking at Li Mochou with an incredible face, if it weren't for the two of them sensing a strange sword qi attacking and dodging in advance, I am afraid that they would also follow in the footsteps of the two, and they would either die or be disabled.

It's no wonder that everyone is so shocked, this scene is too bloody, too weird, obviously I didn't see anything, and in an instant, I cut people in half, even the incision was as smooth as a mirror, without half a point of dullness, what a sharp blade to do this.

Murong Fu held the Heavenly Sword in his hand and slowly floated to Li Mochou's side, looking at the blood on her shoulders, he couldn't help frowning slightly, and a ruthless look flashed in his eyes, "Stop the bleeding first." ”

Li Mochou came back to her senses at this time, and couldn't help but glance at the hilt of the sword in her hand a few times, and could vaguely see a somewhat transparent sword body, less than two feet, looming, if you don't look carefully, it is difficult to distinguish at all, but what surprised her even more was that there was an obvious shadow on the ground, which was the same as an ordinary sword shadow.

"Master, this sword ......" Li Mochou suddenly felt a chill in his heart, and couldn't help but look at Murong Fu.

Murong Fu had a thoughtful look in his eyes, and said again in his mouth, "Stop the bleeding first." ”

"Oh. No matter how sluggish Li Mochou was, he discovered that this sword had another mystery, and his heart was not as sad and angry as before, and Murong Fu's first concern was only her injury, which made her heart warm, so he responded obediently, took out the gold sore medicine from his arms, and sprinkled it on his shoulder.

On the other side, two people behind Murong Chao also ran over to quickly bandage his wounds, and Murong Chui landed beside Murong Chao with the Longquan Sword in his hand, staring at Li Mochou with a cloudy expression, to be precise, staring at the hilt of the sword in her hand.

"Hiss......" I didn't think it before, but when I sprinkled the medicine at this time, it was so painful that Li Mochou gasped, and the small piece of smooth forehead exposed was covered with beads of sweat, and Hong Lingbo stepped forward to help in time.

Murong Fu was not idle, although he was extremely curious about what was going on with the sword, but now he was even more distressed that Li Mochou was so seriously injured, and after a little examination, the wound was extremely deep and long, almost passing through half of the pipa bone, from the shoulder to the chest, only a little bit about to be drawn to the foot of the snow peak.