If this incident hadn't inspired the fighting spirit of the Suzaku Seven Constellations and made Zhang Wuji completely obsessed with him, Qin Fan might have dealt with Murong Fu long ago, let alone let him be free for so long.

Then no matter how high Murong Fu scored in his heart, he could not match his senior brother's idea.

So Yu Cangmiao sentenced him to death early, and now it seems that the other party is more likely to die first at Duan Yu's hands.

“Huh?”

Hearing Xiongba's subconscious amazement, Yu Cangmiao also withdrew his gaze from another battlefield. When he looked at Duan Yu, he noticed that Xu Zhu and Ding Chunqiu, who were relatively less explosive, had already decided to win.

The two of them met with their palms, as if they were passing on their skills. However, Ding Chunqiu's eyes were frightened, and the purple aura that surged around him gradually faded, while the purple aura on Xu Zhu's body became deeper and deeper, until the purple one turned black.

"Save me! Save me!"

Ding Chunqiu shouted hysterically, which aroused Duan Yu's sideways and also made Murong Fu, whose expression was crazy, return a hint of clarity to his eyes.

"It's interesting." Yu Cangmiao raised his eyebrows. He noticed that the Shang Yang feathers in Murong Fu's arms were emitting a faint colorful light, and a mysterious aura overflowed, as if it had helped Murong Fu stabilize his mood.

Immediately, Murong Fu suddenly used the giant dragon king in the sword energy again in the direction where Xu Zhu and Ding Chunqiu were. Facing a giant dragon condensed by the sword energy, Duan Yu could only dodge and block it directly.

And taking this opportunity, Murong Fu ran away.
Chapter completed!