Miyamoto Musashi heard Wuhua's shout, and suddenly came to look at Murongfu, showing a little excitement: "He is the Murongfu who broke Sanxiandao!"

"That's right!" Wu Hua confirmed when she saw Murong Fu, who was holding the Heavenly Secret Stick, like a **** descended from the earth.

And at this moment, Murong Fu suddenly burst out with a shout that resounded throughout the world!

Ruan Yi also rushed out with the Murong family army.

Miyamoto Musashi suddenly looked extremely ugly, and said solemnly: "No, there is an ambush!"

"What should I do?" Wuhua was not good at military and could only ask each other.

Miyamoto Musashi frowned, and now there are only two paths in front of him.

One is to win Huating in one go.

The second is to withdraw!

However, the loss of withdrawing troops now is not small. Once the enemy in Huating rushes out, the troops will be attacked on both sides.

"Damn, why are there so many enemies here in Huating!"

Miyamoto Musashi cursed, gritted his teeth, and shifted his target to Murong Fu.

"Shoot a man first, shoot a horse, capture a thief first, capture the king, Wuhua, you and this general killed Murong Fu together!"

"This city must be defeated!"

"Okay!" Wuhua echoed and killed Murong Fu with Miyamoto Musashi.

Huating City.

Seeing Murong Fu's appearance, Bao Di's confidence suddenly increased. With Ruan Yi and Jiang Zian leading the ambush, he shouted excitedly:

"It's time for the brothers to fight back! Show this group of Dongying people that our sons from the Song country are not useless."

"These **** rob our women and kill our children, and they can't be spared!"

"kill!"

The soldiers recruited by the Murong Family Army were all from the sea.

Which of them has not suffered the scourge of the Eastern Ying people?

After hearing Bao's different words, one by one's eyes became even more scarlet.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

"Brothers, kill these bastards!"

…

In an instant, the emotions of the soldiers in the city were ignited to the extreme.

Not afraid of death, one by one, they rushed towards the Dongying soldiers.

Dongying soldiers couldn't help but feel fear when they saw this, and their morale dropped again and again!

Coupled with the sudden appearance of an ambush behind him, he almost lost his will to fight.

Now, the key to victory and defeat lies in the three Murong Fu who are about to collide!

"Bangdang~"

Murong Fu slapped Miyamoto Musashi in the head.

Miyamoto Musashi moved extremely fast, blocking Murong Fu's attack with one sword, and then another sword slashed towards Murong Fu's face with a sword energy.

Murong Fu snorted coldly, and with the help of the rebounding force of the Heavenly Secret Stick, he twisted and turned around.

Seeing this, Wuhua's left hand turned black, raised his fingers to swipe and hit Murong Fu's waist with his fingers.

Murong Fu was in a hurry and stepped on his toes several times, trying to avoid Wuhua's attack.

Who would have thought that the flowerless fingertips flicked lightly, and a sharp wind popped out, attacking the acupuncture point in his waist, he couldn't help groaning, and after landing, he took a few steps back.

"Shaolin One Finger Zen!"

"Amitabha, benefactor Murong is really knowledgeable." Wuhua's mouth was speaking, but the movements of his hands were not less.

Murong Fu's face was solemn, the strength of these two guys was not at the peak of the Grandmaster.

Far from being comparable to the four wastes of Sanxian Island.

Just when he was just distracted, Miyamoto Musashi had already deceived himself!

The two-handed sword thundered!

"First-class in two days!"

In Wuhua's hands, there were also several more silver-colored flying rings, which were strange and mysterious, as if they were living things shooting at the large acupoints in Murong Fu's body.

Murong Fu recognized at a glance that this technique was one of the nine secret techniques of Ninjutsu!

These two attacked closely together, causing his heart to tremble, just as he was about to strike.

Murong Fu shouted to rotate his dantian, and his inner strength poured out for a hundred years.

"The stars are moving!"

Wuhua and Miyamoto Musashi instantly felt that Murong Fu's body exuded a powerful True Qi, which turned into a whirlpool.

Like the earth, pulling the sun, moon and stars!

The sword that was going to cut Murong Fu's head abruptly shifted five inches and slashed towards Wuhua.

And the silver ring that flew out of the flowerless shot turned to Miyamoto Musashi without any scruples!

The two were shocked!

It's so terrifying!

"Silver Ring is poisonous, be careful!" Seeing this short body, Wuhua still reminded Miyamoto Musashi.

However, in order not to hurt him, Miyamoto Musashi fought recklessly with Murong Fu with Nei Li, and there was no way to avoid it.

A few "bang bang" hits on his body. Although he didn't hit the acupuncture point, he was seriously injured.

Then, "Pfft~" spewed out a mouthful of old blood.

Murong Fu's eyes became cold, and purple flames appeared on the top of his right palm, and he slapped Miyamoto Musashi on the back, shooting him three feet away.

Seeing the strange fire coming out of Murong Fu's hands, Wu Hua was too frightened to go forward.

He hurriedly retreated to Miyamoto Musashi, opened his clothes, and there was a purple palm mark on his solid back, as if he had drawn it with zygomatic material.

Even his fingerprints can be clearly seen, and his pupils shrink immediately, saying:

"Is this the hand that destroys the great Ziyang?"

Murong Fu said indifferently, "That's right! It's exactly this skill."

Miyamoto Musashi's face turned pale, and he slowly got up: "The Murong Clan's Douzhuanxingyi really came back, I admire it."

Wuhua whispered in Miyamoto Musashi Road to run quickly.

He immediately picked up the sword in the hands of Miyamoto Musashi.

The left hand hangs under the waist, the right hand raises the sword to the eyebrows, and the sword is pointed towards Murong Fu.

Murong Fu frowned, the sword seemed unremarkable.

But the essence of the sword is hidden, and great wisdom is hidden in it.

It seems that the limit of kendo that the world can accommodate is contained in his sword style.

"Slashing with a sword against the wind!" Miyamoto Musashi looked at Wuhua's starter in shock, and couldn't help but murmur.

Wu Hua's eyes were red at this time, and his white clothes were also agitated by him, exuding infuriating energy?

This sword is sure to kill and die, and his strength is not enough for the great master to have spare power.

At the moment when Murong Fu was stunned.

Wuhua's whole body has already jumped up, the cold light on the sword is like a pool of autumn water, green and cold, piercing the bones.

The ten-zhang sword qi slashed Murong Fu!

This was the first time Murong Fu had seen such a powerful swordsmanship!

There was a feeling of powerlessness in his heart.

He bit the tip of his tongue fiercely, and the severe pain woke him up instantly.

"Swords!"

He quickly understood that the mystery of Wuhua's record was that it could create sword power.

Yes, any martial art in the world, as long as it is practiced to the extreme, can create or borrow the general trend.

Even the simplest sword-drawing technique requires only wielding millions, tens of millions, hundreds of millions of times!

It is enough to become incomparably mysterious, murderous and invisible.

"break!"

Murong Fu's whole body's infuriating energy was concentrated on his two fingers.

A purple awn quickly shot out along the fingertips, pointing directly to Wuhua's heart.

Murong's absolute learning to participate and refer!

"Boom~"

When the ten-zhang sword qi fell, Wuhua and Murong Fu vomited blood at the same time.

In the middle of Wuhua's eyebrows, there is an extra purple mark, the whole momentum is instantly extinguished, and the body slowly falls down.

Miyamoto Musashi endured the excruciating pain, picked up the other side and hid towards the Toyo army.

Immediately ordered to leave!

But Murong Fu stood there and did not pursue, wiped away the blood on the corners of his mouth, watched the two leave, and said ruthlessly:

"Master... I'm afraid I'm really hurt this time!"