The hesitation in Murong Fu's eyes flashed, but after all, he sighed secretly, and with a slight wave of the hand shrunk in his sleeve, an invisible energy flew out.

The two long swords that stabbed at Zhong Zhiling's chest were a few inches off and slashed under his ribs.

The two teenagers were stunned, and doubts flashed in their eyes.

Zhong Zhiling was also slightly stunned, the long sword in his hand had already stabbed on the arm of the young man before, and the young man was in pain and immediately withdrew his hand.

Everyone in the hall thought that Zhong Zhiling was dead, but they didn't expect such a big "mistake" to suddenly occur.

Hong Antong saw some clues, and glanced at Yuan Chengzhi with a suspicious look, in his mind, if someone secretly made a move, it was most likely Yuan Chengzhi's side.

Zhong Zhiling breathed a sigh of relief, the tip of the sword turned sharply, a white light flashed, and there were a few "poofs", and three of the teenagers were cut in their lower abdomen, and blood flowed freely.

The other teenagers were shocked and stepped back to distance themselves.

Hong Antong's face was gloomy, his fists clenched in his sleeve robe, as if he wanted to make a move in person, and suddenly glanced at the other four dragon envoys standing at the front, "Where are the green dragon envoys and the black dragon envoys?"

Xu Xueting and Zhang Danyue glanced at each other, stepped forward and bowed and said, "The subordinates are here!"

"Why don't you take down this traitor soon, do you want this seat to take action personally!" Hong Antong shouted in a deep voice.

A trace of hesitation flashed on Xu Xueting's face, "Sect Master, this ......"

"What! you also want to apostasy?" Hong Antong interrupted without waiting for him to finish, his tone a little angry and corrupt.

Xu Xueting and the others felt a pang in their hearts, and hurriedly said, "Don't dare!"

Zhong Zhiling saw that Hong Antong had sent five dragon envoys to deal with him, so he was in a hurry, and hurriedly forced the four teenagers who were pestering him out of the way and jumped towards the door of the hall.

"Hmph!" Hong Antong couldn't hold back any longer, snorted coldly, and disappeared in place with a shake of his body.

But seeing a gray afterimage passing through the crowd, Zhong Zhiling glanced back, and his hands and feet were cold with fright.

Hong Antong raised his hand, and an extremely subtle "snort" sounded, which was a palm force.

When the palm power reached Zhong Zhiling's vest, a sword qi suddenly struck in the oblique stab, "poof", the two strengths disappeared invisibly, Hong Antong turned his head to look, and the person who shot was Murong Fu.

It turned out that when he saw Hong Antong's action, Murong Fu also leaned out at the same time, and his body followed Hong Antong, and only then did a sword qi shatter his palm power and save Zhong Zhiling.

Hong Antong glanced at Murong Fu in surprise, "What does Murong Gongzi mean by this?"

Murong Fu smiled slightly, "This person is not bad, I want to keep him in the future, I wonder if Sect Master Hong can sell face?"

Hong Antong was stunned for a moment, and then his face darkened, "If this seat is not mistaken, this seat doesn't seem to have any friendship with your Murong family, why should I give you face!" At first, he still had a good impression of Murong Fu, but at this moment it was in vain.

Murong Fu didn't care, "I didn't have a friendship before, it doesn't mean that I won't have it in the future, why should the sect leader be so persistent!"

"Hmph, no one can save the person I want to kill!" Hong An was angry, and slapped his palm at Zhong Zhiling when he opened his hand.

Murong Fu shook his body, came to Zhong Zhiling, and also struck out with a palm.

Hong Antong's eyes flashed with gloom, "Hmph, the yellow-mouthed child who hasn't grown his hair yet, what about the people of the Murong family, who died on Shenlong Island, and the Murong family can't help it." Thinking so in his heart, the strength in his hand increased a few points, and he actually moved with a murderous intent, wanting to kill Murong Fu directly.

Murong Fu also knew that Hong Antong was good at martial arts, so he didn't dare to underestimate the enemy, and as soon as he made a move, he was going to move the stars with all his might.

With a "bang", the palms of the two people met, and with the palms of the two people as the center, a circle of invisible qi waves spread around, and the disciples who were close were blown to the ground.

But after only a few breaths, Hong Antong's complexion suddenly changed greatly, and he couldn't even get his palm, and his body was forced to take a few steps back.

The disciples of the Divine Dragon Sect were all shocked, in their eyes, the sect master, who had always been invincible and almost like a god, was actually beaten back, and it was really a little difficult to accept for a while.

Hong Antong glanced at Murong Fu a few times with a cloudy expression, "How can you also turn into bones?"

Murong Fu's face was indifferent, and he replied ambiguously: "Didn't the sect leader ask knowingly?" In fact, he was secretly awe-inspiring in his heart, and he really underestimated this bone-turning palm before.

Hong Antong's bone-turning palm is simply incomparable to what Mao Dongzhu made, even if Murong Fuyun started to turn the stars and completely rebounded his internal force, but his arm was still shocked and numb, and this sour numbness seemed to come from the bone marrow.

The internal force in Murong Fu's sleeve surged, dispelling the paralysis, and he secretly decided in his heart that after this matter, he would see if he could get the secret book of turning bones into palms and cultivate one or two.

Hong Antong's face was blue and red for a while, this Murong Fu was young, and he had such skills, which was really surprising to him, but he was confident that with his martial arts cultivation, he was by no means comparable to a yellow-mouthed child, Shicai was just taken advantage of by the other party and suffered a loss.

"Haha, it's good to come!" Murong Fu laughed, raised his sword fingers with both hands, and "snort" was a number of sword qi struck.

Although he didn't use a blade, with his current comprehension of the Six-Vein Divine Sword, it was not difficult to strike out ordinary sword qi out of thin air, although the power was small, but the victory was fast and the consumption was small, and it was also a pretty good means to deal with the enemy.

Hong Antong saw that he was able to strike the sword qi out of thin air, and he had already restrained his contempt in his heart, and he used ten successful powers, all kinds of palm techniques and fist techniques at his fingertips, and between his gestures, the wind was strong and powerful.

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen moves were dismantled, and I saw the figures of the two of them shaking, but they always maintained a distance of two or three feet, and even their fists and feet did not have any contact.

The energy in the hall was scattered, everyone's faces were sheathed, and they retreated a few feet one after another, and some disciples with slightly lower martial arts skills were also dizzy and nauseous.

Yuan Chengzhi and Sang Jie's faces both flashed with a hint of complexity, both of them boasted that there were few enemies in the world, but they both lost to Murong Fu, especially Yuan Chengzhi, since his debut, Mo said that the younger generation, that is, many masters of the older generation, are far from his opponents, but after meeting Murong Fu, he knew what it means to have someone outside the world, and there is a sky outside the sky.

Su Quan's face was also quite exciting, originally she thought that although Murong Fu's martial arts were far higher than herself, she should not be as good as Hong Antong, but she didn't expect that she seemed to be more powerful than Hong Antong, and she was surprised and had some expectations for a while, as for what she expected, she didn't know.