"Infinite Sword School?"
Murong Fu frowned." Don't you all call yourselves the Eastern Sect and the Western Sect?”
"In the future, there will be no East Sect or West Sect. There will only be Infinite Sword School.”
The disciple of the Infinite Sword School said coldly," Tell me, are you from the Divine Farmer Gang?”
Murong Fu was a little puzzled. Could it be that the East and West merged to resist the Shennong Gang?
Just the Shennong Gang alone was not enough to suppress the merger of the two sects. Could it be that the plot had been changed because of his arrival?
Who cares, he would go to Langye blessed land to take a look first.
Murong Fu continued to walk up Wuliang Mountain.
"Stop!"
Several disciples of the Infinite Sword School drew their swords and pointed them at Murong Fu with cold expressions.
Murong Fu didn't seem to have any intention of stopping. He didn't even look at them.
"You're courting death!"
Seeing Murong Fu looking down on them, the disciples of the Infinite Sword School were furious. They waved their swords and slashed at him.
"Humph!"
A'Zhu and A'Bi snorted coldly. The Phoenix Blood Sword was unsheathed. A sword light flashed, and several Infinite Sect disciples fell to the ground one after another.
Abby's attack was ruthless, cutting her throat with a sword.
In her heart, anyone who wanted to hurt Young Master was her enemy and deserved to be killed.
A'Zhu was a little more soft-hearted. She only picked the tendons in their hands so that they couldn't continue attacking.
However, those Infinite Sword School disciples who had been spared by A'Zhu did not rejoice at having survived the disaster. Instead, they charged at A'Zhu with a face full of hatred.
A'Zhu was stunned for a moment. I spared their lives, why do they still hate me so much?
"Die!"
Ah Bi shouted and slashed a few times, killing those disciples of the Infinite Sword School.
"For those who use swords, it is better to kill them directly than to have their hands crippled.”
Murong Fu smiled and shook his head." Sometimes, death isn't scary. What's scary is living a life worse than death."”
Although A'Zhu was smart, she still couldn't understand. After all, she had never experienced this before.
"Let's go."
Murong Fu smiled and brought the two girls to Wuliang Mountain.
However, to his surprise, there was no one in Sword Lake Palace.
Based on the current situation, the plot of Wuliang Mountain might have already ended.
As for where the Infinite Sword School went, Murong Fu did not know.
He left Sword Lake Palace and continued to head toward the forbidden area.
After walking for a short while, on a small hill not far away from Wuliang Mountain, there was a burst of shouting.
The three of them followed the sounds of fighting and saw dozens of people fighting each other in the distance.
These people were basically all martial artists, and only four of them were Pre-Sky Realm martial artists.
"Zuo Zimu, the Emissary has allowed you to join the Vulture Palace because he thinks highly of you.”
One of them, who looked to be in his fifties, shouted as he fought barehanded.
This old man was thin and had a goatee. He must be the one who helped Sikong Xuan.
"Bullsh * t. You make it sound so nice. It's just a dog.”
Zuo Zimu, who was also in his fifties and had a long beard, shouted coldly.
The long sword in his hand didn't stop. It danced in the air, creating a tight space barrier in front of him, preventing Sikong Xuan from getting close.
Sikong Xuan specialized in poison attacks. Once he got close, he wouldn't even know how he died.
" Xin Shuangqing, you have to think carefully. I'm only the weakest person in the Nine Skies and Nine Tribes of the Vulture Palace. When my Senior Sisters arrive, I'm afraid your Infinite Sword won't leave a single person behind.”
The battle between the two women was one-sided. The messenger from the Spiritual Vulture Palace was at the advanced stage of Houtian second level, and his cultivation was much higher than Xin Shuangqing's.
It was just that her goal was to subdue the Infinite Sword School and not kill them. Otherwise, Xin Shuangqing would have died long ago.
"Humph!"
Xin Shuangqing only snorted coldly and did not dare to speak. He was afraid that if he spoke, his inner strength would leak out and he would be instantly defeated.
Murong Fu didn't feel anything for these people. His gaze stopped on the small hill behind the battlefield. There was a pit there, and in the pit, a small head was staring at normal people. Its lips opened and closed quickly, as if it was chanting a spell.
Although they were far away, Murong Fu could still see her beautiful face.
"A'Zhu, A'Bi, I'll leave these people to you. "Don't treat them as humans. Just treat them as a bunch of luck points.”
Murong Fu said to A'Zhu and A'Bi.
"A pile of luck points?"
Abby's beautiful eyes flashed, and she said happily," Wahaha, so much luck.”
A'Zhu hesitated for a moment, then read in a low voice,"It's all luck points, not people."
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