Murong Fu sat high in the main hall, Dao Baifeng and Fang Baihua stood behind him, and the eight Treasure Tree Kings were divided into two rows and stood respectfully below.
At that time, the Great Sage King had already sent someone to invite Huo Shan back on the grounds that there was an urgent matter in the church. Seeing that more than three hours had passed and it was getting dark, there was a rush of footsteps outside the hall.
Facing the firelight, a burly old man with white beard and hair, wearing a fiery red robe, strode in. Behind him, a long and straight man in brocade robe, with a mask on his face, half white beard and hair, obviously old. Not too small.
Behind the two men, there were four men wearing the same colors as the Great Sage King and others. They were expected to be the four Baoshu Kings who had taken refuge in Huoshan.
Fang Baihua was shocked when she saw the old man in red robe who was leading her. She leaned over and said in Murong Fu's ear, "Master, that man is the master who taught me martial arts."
Murong Fu narrowed his eyes slightly, thinking that it was indeed him.
Entering the main hall, Huo Shan apparently also spotted Murong Fu sitting on the leader's seat and the two women behind him. His eyes only stayed on Murong Fu for a moment, and then on Fang Baihua. He felt a little familiar, but It’s hard to remember for a while.
At this time, the Fire Treasure Tree King behind Huo Shan shouted angrily, "How dare you let an outsider sit on the throne of the leader without permission? Are you going to rebel?"
He spoke in Persian, which Murong Fu and the others could not understand, but they could guess a little bit from his tone. ?.?????.ℂ??
The Great Sage King stood up and retorted coldly, "I think you are the real rebels. Although it is unforgivable for Huo Shan to seize the position of the leader of our Ming Cult, you have followed the trend and surrendered to the enemies of our religion. What's more, Is it a heinous crime that you still don’t repent of?"
The Fire King sneered and said, "The rules of the Ming Cult were set by the first leader, but the rules are determined by people. If future leaders are virtuous, they can establish new rules. Even if the Ming Dynasty is superior, they will not blame me." wait!"
"This is nonsense. How can we change the religious rules and teachings without authorization? How can this person usurp the position of the leader of the church? How can he be so noble? I think you are just a group of villains who are greedy for life and afraid of death. You are a member of the Ming Cult."
After the Great Sage King heard the shameless remarks of the Fire Palm King, his face turned red with anger and he pointed at the other person and spit.
At this time, Huo Shan, who had been silent until now, spoke.
"The Great Sage King dared to openly resist my leader today. I guess he has found a backer. Could it be this middle-earth man in front of me?"
Speaking of this, Huo Shan looked at Murong Fu with a pair of light green eyes, with a trace of enchanting light, which seemed to be able to absorb the mind.
Murong Fu's eyes met his, and there was still a brilliance and charm flowing in his pupils. Although there was no strong sense of oppression like the other's, it still gave people an unfathomable feeling.
Huo Shan slowly withdrew his gaze, his expression seemed calm, but in fact he was extremely uneasy inside.
Murong Fu looked away from Huo Shan and looked at the masked man behind him. Under the iron mask, his eyes were clear and lively, giving him a familiar feeling.
This made Murong Fu frown, and after being surprised, he came up with a strange guess.
"There are some methods. I haven't asked your Excellency yet, have you?"
When Huo Shan opened his mouth, he spoke not in Persian, but in Central Plains dialect.
Murong Fu was not surprised. With the other party's ambition, he might have mastered this language while traveling in the Central Plains.
"My Excellency Murong Fu, I have admired Mr. Huo's reputation for a long time!"
Murong Fu smiled faintly. The other person looked like a senior man. He sat on the high position without fear and did not get up.
"Murong Fu? I didn't expect it was you!"
When he traveled to the Central Plains ten years ago, he had heard of the reputation of "Nan Murong" in the world. After hearing that the other party was from Xianbei, he originally wanted to pay a visit, but unfortunately, he couldn't even find it in Yanziwu. We can only leave it at that.
But what he didn't expect was that one day they would meet at the Mingjiao altar in Persia.
"I'm afraid Mr. Murong won't be able to interfere with the affairs of our Persian Ming Cult, right?"
Due to the opponent's reputation, Huo Shan planned to be polite first and then attack.
Murong Fu said, "Mr. Huo's words are very reasonable. As an outsider, I, Murong Fu, naturally cannot interfere in the religious disputes in Persia."
"But why does Mr. Huo need to interfere in my affairs in the Central Plains?"
Huo Shan's attention had been on Murong Fu and the Great Sage King, but now he noticed the Changsheng King not far away. Seeing him appear in Persia, it was obvious that the plan of the Central Plains had failed.
Thinking of this, his face suddenly darkened.
The Central Plains is a piece of fat that he has coveted for a long time, how can he stop here?
At the same time, he also guessed that the failure of the plan was probably related to Murong Fu in front of him.
"It seems that Mr. Murong is determined to go against me?"
Huo Shan's tone was extremely unkind.
Murong Fu stood up slowly and said, "I don't mean to be an enemy of Mr. Huo, but the Central Plains has its own rules, and outsiders are not allowed to interfere..."
"Huo Shan, you have crossed the line!"
The smile on Murong Fu's face disappeared and was replaced by murderous intent.
"Then let's learn Master Murong's clever trick!"
As soon as Huo Shan's body moved, his whole body was like a cloud of fire floating towards him, almost in the blink of an eye. What came first was a wave of scalding heat hitting his face.
Dao Baifeng immediately pulled out with Fang Baihua, while Murong Fu struck out with a palm, hitting the opponent's red palm together, and a thunderbolt sounded out of thin air.
The palms of the two separated at the first touch. Murong Fu's body swayed and then stood firm on the spot, but Huo Shan was knocked down the stone steps and staggered back a step.
"Such profound skills. How could this person have such unparalleled skills at such a young age?"
Huo Shan made a tentative move and fell down, feeling horrified.
Thinking about how he had traveled across the Western Regions for decades, had he ever encountered such an opponent?
However, although his internal strength was not as good as his opponent's in the competition, he was most proud of the martial arts moves he created, so he dodged and attacked Murong again.
Murong Fu was not arrogant because of his victory. When he saw Huo Shan rushing towards him, he immediately reached out and grabbed his shoulder with his claws. The grip was so sharp that there was even a hint of cold air coming from his fingertips, which sent chills down the spine.
Huo Shan was frightened. While he was dodging sideways, a leg shadow swept towards his face.
Murong Fu changed the position of his claws and grabbed his ankle. Unexpectedly, Huo Shan jumped up out of the air and kicked out quickly with his other leg. There was no force under his body. If two people were to attack him, this move would undoubtedly be a suicide move. However, in this single fight, it is quite effective, making the opponent unable to guard against it.
Fortunately, Murong Fu reacted very quickly and raised his elbow to block his kick.
Huo Shan was very experienced and ruthless. If he failed to hit a single blow, his legs would be twisted underneath him, which was somewhat similar to the wrestling method of prairie people.
Murong Fu immediately jumped up and kicked Huo Shan twice, sending him flying backwards.
Huo Shan struck hard with his palm on the ground, and used the backward force to climb up a stone pillar in the hall. Then he turned back and swooped down, turned his palms over, and quickly struck down at Murong Fu.
