An alchemy furnace fell from the sky

"Boy! Where are you going to run to?"

A voice came from underground.

As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Fu saw two neat stone slabs in front of him being pushed open, and a ball of black mud squeezed out.

The black mud slowly turned into a human form, which turned out to be a dark and thin monk.

"Transformation!"

Xu Fu frowned. The thin and dark monk in front of him could turn his body into mud, just like the old man who could turn into a water man. These were both top-grade magic that could only be performed by a ninth-grade supreme being.

His feet kept sinking, and the old man who had been fighting with him stopped and just watched him struggle coldly.

Xu Fu wanted to pull his legs out of the mud, but every time he exerted force with one leg, the other leg would sink deeper. The more he struggled, the faster he sank. There was no place to exert force with his hands, and he couldn't use any of his strength.

"Brother Han, how should we deal with this person?"

The dark and thin monk asked Han Dang, and seeing that Han Dang was still nervous, he smiled slightly and continued, "Don't worry, Brother Han, once you fall into this 'black swamp' of mine, there is no way you can escape. This move is effective even against high-grade monsters!"

Han Dang's expression softened a little when he heard this. He turned to look at Zhong Shuyi, and a rare smile appeared on his cold face.

"Brother Zhong is indeed a master of magic. He made this villain surrender with just one move. I admire you!"

"Brother Han, you are too modest. It just so happens that my magic can restrain this villain. In terms of cultivation, I am not even a fraction as good as Brother Han!"

"Brother Zhong, you're too polite, but this villain actually dared to come to Changsheng Mountain to assassinate the leader. I'm afraid he has some serious plans..."

"Wei Qianli! What are you doing?"

Before Han Dang could finish his words, he heard Zhong Shuyi's face change drastically and he roared loudly.

Han Dang suddenly turned around and saw that the "nerd" who rarely showed up was actually stepping on the pages of a book and pulling the thief out of the black mud.

Wei Qianli did not answer, but made a seal with his left hand and threw out two pages of paper with his right hand.

The moment Xu Fu's feet left the black mud, the two pages of paper stuck to the soles of his feet and carried him towards the mountain gate.

At the same time, Han Dang and Zhong Shuyi also rushed over.

"Come on!"

Wei Qianli shouted loudly and threw out the entire roll of paper tucked under his arm.

The paper pages quickly formed a paper wall, blocking Han Dang and Zhong Shuyi.

Suddenly, two bulges, one large and one small, appeared on the paper wall. They must have been hit by the two mountain-guarding monks.

But the two bulges did not burst, which shocked Xu Fu.

These are two ninth-grade supreme masters! Wei Qianli can actually stop them!

"Let's go together!"

Xu Fu stepped on the pages of the book and flew quickly towards the mountain gate. Seeing that Wei Qianli had stopped the two men and did not follow him, he hurriedly shouted.

Wei Qianli was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and looked towards the direction of the library with some reluctance. While he was hesitating, a flash of sword light passed by, and the paper wall was broken by Han Dang's sword.

A figure emerged from the crack in the paper wall. It was the dark and thin Zhong Shuyi who rushed out first.

Zhong Shuyi ignored Wei Qianli. He stepped on the churning black mud and chased after Xu Fu.

When Wei Qianli tried to run again, he was captured by a force of energy.

Seeing that Wei Qianli did not escape, Xu Fu simply tore off the page of the book under his feet and rushed towards Zhong Shuyi.

"Why don't you just surrender quickly!"

Zhong Shuyi let out a low roar, rolled over, and slapped the ground with his hands. Dozens of stone slabs in front of him shattered one after another, and black mud immediately poured out.

Zhong Shuyi was worthy of his supreme cultivation. In just a moment, he set up a large black swamp between the two of them. It seemed that he was going to use the same trick again.

However, Xu Fu was prepared at this time. He suddenly jumped over the several-meter-long swamp and stepped towards Zhong Shuyi.

Zhong Shuyi smiled disdainfully and quickly floated back two feet.

Xu Fu rushed forward again, but Zhong Shuyi was extremely fast and always kept a distance of about ten feet from him, with a contemptuous smile on his face, as if he was intentionally teasing him.

"Boy, you, a physical cultivator, still want to hurt me? Maybe in your next life! I've long said that the 'nerd' has bad intentions, and today his true colors are finally revealed!" Zhong Shuyi smiled quite proudly, and he even had the leisure to take a look at the fight on the other side.

Xu Fu also saw out of the corner of his eye that Wei Qianli was almost unable to hold on. The difference in cultivation between the two men was too great. If the old man had not shown mercy and wanted to capture him alive, Wei Qianli would probably have died on the spot.

"Physical cultivation?" Xu Fu snorted coldly.

"Who told you I'm just a physical cultivator?"

A fierce wind knife slashed over in an instant.

Zhong Shuyi was so frightened that his eyes almost popped out of his head.

"Practice both physical and martial arts? How is that possible?"

This was the only thought in Zhong Shuyi's mind.

Xu Fu and Zhong Shuyi were not far apart, and the wind magic was launched so quickly that Zhong Shuyi had no time to dodge.

In addition, Zhong Shuyi did not expect that Xu Fu was a dual practitioner of physical skills, and he did not cast any protective spells in advance, so he was hit hard by the Fierce Wind Sword.

"Snapped!"

A jade pendant on Zhong Shuyi's waist shattered, and a yellow-white spiritual light shield blocked the fierce wind knife for Zhong Shuyi.

The protective jade pendant shattered.

Zhong Shuyi saved his life.

The thin and dark monk who was standing three feet away was breathing heavily.

His path of cultivation was going smoothly, but this feeling of almost dying was the first time in his life. He tried his best to remain calm, but his heart was still beating wildly.

After Xu Fu scared Zhong Shuyi away, he did not pursue him, but rushed straight towards Wei Qianli.

"Great Gale Knife!"

While running, Xu Fu directly condensed his strongest magic, and a long sword as real as a real sword extended from his hand.

Seeing the right moment, Xu Fu chopped down without hesitation.

Han Dang did not dodge. After knocking Wei Qianli down with a palm, the long sword in his hand burst out with a sword light about ten feet long, facing Xu Fu's Great Fierce Wind Sword.

The collision of the two spiritual powers was silent, but it produced a huge impact, and even the alchemy apprentices who were watching from afar fell to the ground.

Wei Qianli, who was nearby, was thrown several feet away and spat out a mouthful of blood on the ground.

After this move, Xu Fu did not linger in the battle, but quickly came to Wei Qianli.

Seeing that the two mountain guarding monks did not make another move, Xu Fu carried Wei Qianli on his back and ran quickly down the mountain.

"Brother Han!"

Seeing this, Zhong Shuyi hurriedly called Han Dang. Now that he had lost his protective jade pendant, he no longer dared to go alone to stop Xu Fu.

"No need to chase."

Han Dang looked at the knife in his hand, raised his hand and inserted it into the scabbard on his back.

"Why?"

Zhong Shuyi was puzzled. Although this thief was proficient in both physical skills and martial arts, he shouldn't be so scared that Han Dang wouldn't dare to take action, right?

"This boy's cultivation is extremely high, and it is absolutely impossible for an ordinary sect to teach him." Han Dang said solemnly as he watched Xu Fu's receding figure.