The moment Gong Ao said that the arrow was shot, a dagger came silently behind him, but suddenly stopped.

Two crystal-like jade fingers gently clamped the front of the dagger. Murong Fu glanced at the man and found that he was indeed a big man in the boat.

"Bang!"

Amid the crisp sound, the tip of the dagger suddenly broke.

Before the boating man reacted, Murong Fu waved his hand and the broken blade had already streaked his neck.

He followed up with his left hand, and grabbed the big man's neck under the blood stains of one hand.

The arrows behind him were like rain, and the breath of the man still existed. He threw his hands and feet and knocked through the rain curtain, drew a perfect arc in the air, and fell in front of Diao Piqing with a slap.

"Save me and save me!"

The big man covered his neck with one hand and grabbed the legs of the trouser pants with blood in the other hand, leaving a bright red handprint on it.

Diao Piqing retreated with disgust and ugly expression, and broke free for a few times before breaking away. When she looked up again, her expression was stunned.

I saw more than a thousand arrows shot out before, covering a radius of 100 meters, and all stopped in the air, forming a prohibited picture.

"Wow!"

Gu Qianlian screamed in surprise and clapped her hands happily.

The last moment she was still worried about what to do. You know, facing the sharp turns of more than a thousand arrows, even a master-level master would be in danger if he could not fight back. Unexpectedly, a shocking reversal occurred in the next moment!

Gu Qianlian's beautiful eyes circulated, and she looked at the man beside her and suddenly felt that this man was extremely tall and reliable.

A layer of redness was already on the delicate face of porcelain dolls.

The Double Cultivation Mansion was originally founded by the widow of the unparalleled countries in the Western Regions. He wanted to come to the Central Plains to recruit men with strong military power as sons-in-law and return to the Western Regions to restore the country. Therefore, he had a natural favor for men with strong military power.

Of course, the premise is that the other party is not the enemy of the Double Cultivation Mansion.

Murong Fu looked to the sky with one hand and quietly activated the mysterious skill of the Crane Control Technique. Under the constraints of the Crane Control Qianyin, each flying arrow was an independent individual, firmly controlled in the air.

Although there are many more than a thousand arrows, in fact, each arrow is extremely light in weight. If it weren't for the kinetic energy of flying when it was shot, Murong Fu even felt that this move would only require more than ten thousand internal force, rather than if it was like this now, it would cost twice the price.

His hand drew a circle in the air, and more than a thousand arrows also turned around. The arrows were heading back, and the blue light was shining on the arrows, with energy added.

Murong Fu waved his hand down with one hand, and the arrows were in the direction they were shooting, and more than a dozen large ships rushed away.

In an instant, the sound of "Duduo" sounded.

Long arrows pierced into the boards, the side of the ship, and even the sails, making holes.

Above more than a dozen large ships, they were in chaos for a moment.

Murong Fu couldn't help but pick up slightly, and was very satisfied with the effect of this move.

In fact, there is half of the contribution of Dou Zhuang Xingshi. He resisted the impact of the arrow with his internal strength, and even triggered Dou Zhuang Xingshi's passive counterattack effect!

It made him overjoyed.

Just as the arrows are also classified as hidden weapons, the arrows that have counterattacked back are all very powerful.

However, he deliberately avoided the archer's key points and shot sails through more than a dozen large ships.

The bamboo pole was pointing down in his hand, and the flat boat rushed to the distance quickly, leaving a white waterline with waves rolling on the water.

"The head of the palace gang, there is no need to send him off. The Twelve-Serial Docks and the Murong Family's well water will not violate the rivers. Why do you have to fight for this? If I hadn't been showing mercy just now, your subordinates would have had hundreds of casualties at this time, right?"

Gu Qianlian is worthy of being a quirky person. She snatched the bamboo pole from his hand and held up the boat for him.

The people all over the boat knelt down to thank him.

Although he was a little embarrassed by the compliments from the people, he was Murong Fu at this time, so he simply ignored him.

Holding his hands on his back, he stood at the stern of the boat, looking at the palace arrogance from afar, the breeze blows, and his clothes are flying, making him look like a master.

Gong Ao also stood like a mountain, from beginning to end, and did not move the powerful arrows, and he also did not see the damage from his subordinates.

"Master of the Palace, you can't just let them go. If you spread it, why don't you have any face?" Diao Piqing was not willing to give up and persuaded him from the side.

Gong Ao glanced at him, pondered slightly, and ordered to the left and right: "Send two teams of people to chase and kill. Even Gusu Murong can only escape with his tail in this Poyang territory."

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"Wow, how did you do it just now, such a handsome move, can you teach me?"

Gu Qianlian rowed the boat for a while, and was picked up by Murong Fu. Her mind was filled with countless arrows and stopped in the air. She couldn't help but ask.

Seeing the little girl looking at her with admiration, Murong Fu raised the corner of her mouth and quipped in a good mood: "This is the unique skill of my Murong family. It is not said to be outsiders. What identity does Miss Gu want to learn it?"

Gu Qianlian's pretty face heated up and she stomped her feet: "If you don't teach me, don't teach me, and you'll still tease me."

Murong Fu laughed and felt that he had finally moved back to a game, which made the little girl who was very good at quibbling unable to answer the conversation.

His agile eyes turned, and Gu Qianlian was eager to imagine how to rebel against the generals and see what Murong Fu would do. But after all, her daughter was the one who took the initiative to get married, so how could she say that she could say that.

"Hey, someone is chasing me?"

The sharp-eyed little girl took the opportunity to ease her embarrassment.

"Are this person here to die? He dares to chase after him?" Seeing that there were only two ships chasing him, Gu Qianlian was a little surprised.

"You don't understand this," Murong Fu shook his head and smiled, "Mong Ao saw that I didn't want to fight with him, so why is he? What's the benefit of concentrating all his strength to chase me? The result can only be a loss-win situation."

"If you are an excellent leader of a force, you must first have a clear mind and not be influenced by emotions. Obviously, he has such conditions, so he just acts like this and sends two teams of people."

"Hmph!" Gu Qianlian forbidden her nose and looked dissatisfied, "You guys who play power tricks are so dirty!"

Murong Fu laughed without being angry: "Ah, some people can't tell me, so did they start attacking me?"

"Hao~"

Gu Qianlian did not answer, but instead made a cute face, spitting out her pink tongue, pretending to be a hanged ghost.

Unfortunately, it was not scary, but Murong Fu felt very cute.

The bamboo pole in his hand had stopped, waiting patiently for the pursuers behind to catch up. If they were allowed to chase him, wouldn’t it be confirmed that Nan Murong was chased and ran away?

For a moment, Murong Fu also thought of simply having a "sect battle" with the Twelve Ring Road, but he instantly gave up this idea. Not to mention that he was injured, once the sect battle was launched, if he could not win quickly, the level of the disciples under his sect would increase and weaken.
Chapter completed!