The five elders of Kongtong were shocked. Murong Fu was young, but his Qi cultivation was so strong. He deserved his reputation. "Today, Murong Fu came here to make friends with you." Murong Fu looked around at everyone and bowed. "Mr. Murong is a loyal man. He never breaks his promise and is very charming. Today, I will make sure that group of Jinyi thieves all die here!" Tang Wenliang sneered. Before, he went down the mountain overnight, attacked and killed ten Jinyiwei, and asked Murong Fu to go up the mountain for help. "Of course, the Jinyiwei Dizi Division has been entrenched for ten days, cutting off water and food, which shows how cruel it is." Murong Fu chuckled. Murong Fu came from the Murong family, the Great Yan Kingdom that was destroyed a hundred years ago. He wanted to win over the hearts of the people and restore the Great Yan Kingdom. His heart was high, but unfortunately, he won over a bunch of shrimp soldiers and crab generals, flattering people who wanted to survive. "What's Mr. Murong's plan?" Guan Neng asked with a slight movement of his eyes and bowed. "When they arrive, kill the Jinyi Guard first!" "Gui Hai Yidao and Su Changqing, who has recently gained fame, if they die, then kill Qian Hu, and the rest will naturally be in chaos and scattered like beasts! Even leave them all here."
Murong Fu's eyes condensed slightly, and he said calmly. This is the method he had thought of long ago at the foot of the mountain. Even if he is powerful, it is impossible for him to kill three thousand Jinyi Guards. If three thousand Xiuchun Daos rush forward, you will be dead even if you are Tian Gang. Defeat them one by one, which is the best strategy. "Good!" The four elders of Kongtong praised immediately. Guan Neng frowned slightly. He couldn't kill Gui Hai Yidao, otherwise Tiedan Shenhou would blame him, and Kongtong Sect couldn't afford it. But at this moment he couldn't say clearly that he had surrendered to Zhu Wusi. He could only let him escape when he took action later. "Okay!" Yagyu Tajima was hiding on the beam, his eyes slightly condensed. Things also exceeded his expectations. Murong Fu was probably stronger than the number one, Duan Tianya. This was an opponent that even he had to treat seriously. Next, there wouldn't be anyone else coming, right? Gui Hai Yi Dao was a big chess move by Zhu Wu Si. After years of training, he was willing to give up. Three thousand Jin Yi Wei and Su Chang Qing were all heroes, but he didn't hesitate to bury them all in Kongtong Mountain. Don't let it end, he still has to protect Gui Hai Yi Dao... "Enemy attack! Jin Yi Wei is coming!" A roar suddenly sounded, and the Kongtong Golden Bell resounded throughout Kongtong Mountain, startling countless flying birds and shaking the mountains and forests. "Kill!" The faces of the five elders of Kongtong changed at the same time. "Why so fast!" In the middle of the night, the attackers came up and approached the top of the mountain. Only then did a disciple discover it and sounded the golden bell to warn. This Gui Hai Yi Dao, the deployment of troops is really amazing!
Guan Neng, Zong Weixia, Tang Wenliang, Chang Jingzhi, Hu Bao, five extraordinary people, stepped out of the door at the same time. The shouts and fighting sounds around were harsh. The Kongtong Sect was in a desperate situation. Three thousand Jinyiwei had already rushed up the mountain at the same time, swinging the Embroidered Spring Knife. The blood dyed the Taoist mountain red, and the birds and beasts were scared away, and the blood flowed like the sea. "Gui Hai Yidao, Su Changqing is in that direction!" Murong Fu stepped on the tiptoe and landed on the top of the hall. His eyes were slightly fixed, and he saw the traces of Gui Hai Yidao and Su Changqing at a glance. "Take our five swords!" The five elders of Kongtong said coldly. Five steel knives were handed over, all of which were extraordinary. One for each person, and the five people's eyes were cold and sharp, pointing directly at Gui Hai Yidao. Gui Hai Yidao's eyes were slightly fixed, and the black ancient knife in his hand was unsheathed. He did not retreat but advanced, with an amazing posture, sword eyebrows into the temples, and stared at the four people indifferently. Swish! A knife slashed down, and the spirit penetrated the sky! The faces of the five people changed slightly, and they attacked at the same time to block the attack. Their palms were numb, their breath was shaking, and their hearts were trembling. The five people flew out horizontally, and the door of the Kongtong Sect's main hall behind them was even broken by the knife light, and suddenly broke into pieces. "Ba Dao!" The five people looked at each other and took a deep breath. "Let's go together and kill this brocade-clothed dog thief!" Six figures fought in a group. Gui Hai Yidao was really extraordinary. He was a martial saint, the most amazing person in Tiandixuan, and Duan Tianya was not as good as him. A black ancient knife in one hand, slashed through everything, and wrapped the five people in a circle. He held a single knife horizontally, with a world-class posture, breaking the Seven Injury Fist with force, and slapped with one palm. Zong Weixia faced him with a palm, spurting out a large mouthful of blood, and the figure flew backwards, smashing the high wall of the main hall. "Mr. Murong, don't make a move!" Guan Neng roared. Five against one, the Kongtong Sect is really a despicable villain. They can't beat them, but they still call me... Murong Fu sat in the hall, sneering in his heart. "Kill the other thousand households first, let these five people suffer a little, so that they can be used by me in the future. If we can get all six major sects, my Murong clan will have hope to restore the country!" His eyes condensed slightly, his white clothes fluttered, and he pointed with a single finger. The combined finger was amazingly dazzling. He ignored Gui Hai Yi Dao and went straight to Su Changqing in the distance. Su Changqing and the other three thousand households were fighting with many true disciples of the Kongtong Sect, and their black clothes were stained with blood. Gui Hai Yi Dao's face changed suddenly. If Su Changqing got into trouble, he couldn't explain to Hai Tang. The light on the fingertips was like the combination of the six paths, containing rolling air waves, cutting through the sky. Su Changqing's frost and snow knife was unsheathed, and with a "clang", the frost and snow knife exploded, and ice crystals bloomed and clanged. "At least he is about 30 years old, as famous as Qiao Feng, a promising young man, a martial arts master, but today he killed a thousand households. This Murong Fu... is just a pretentious person." On a big banyan tree in the distance, Yagyu Tajima-no-Kami watched all this, his heart was cold, and he stared at Gui Hai Yi Dao intently.
Gui Hai Yi Dao swept across the six people with his sword-like eyebrows, and landed on Murong Fu, indifferent as frost. "Beiqiao Feng, Nan Murong?" "Thieves in golden robes, you despicable villains are helping the emperor to do evil. Today, Master Murong takes action, and you will all die here!" Zong Weixia laughed and mocked as he lay in the pile of rocks, coughing blood from the corner of his mouth. Gui Hai Yida did not want to engage in a verbal argument, so he took a deep breath and said to Su Changqing from a distance: "Su Changqing, please step back from the mountain and tell Haitang that I..." He wanted to say something, but he stopped talking. Murong Fu had been famous for a long time, and it was difficult for him to deal with it today. "Come on! Murong Fu! Have the guts to fight me one on one!" Gui Hai roared with his sword. "Gui Hai's sword! No one can protect you! Your sword is not powerful enough!" Guan Neng saw this, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he suddenly shouted. "Okay, I'll send you on your way today." Murong Fu looked at Gui Hai and said with a cold look in his eyes. Su Changqing can catch his finger, and his strength is not weak. Guihai Yida is also so impudent. Do you dare to fight him one on one? "Four elders of Kongtong, please get out of the way, lest anyone accuse me of bullying my juniors!" Murong Fu had a very high self-esteem. Although he was also young, he did not bother to deal with Gui Hai Yi Dao together with the five elders of Kongtong. If word gets out, his reputation will be ruined. The four of them retreated at the same time. Murong Fu jumped down from the eaves of the hall, his white clothes fluttering in the wind, like a northern swallow flying south, and the white sword in his hand was shining with brilliance, which was even more astonishing. "I, Murong Fuxiu, the leader of hundreds of families, use the dog-beating stick method. I will beat you, a dog thief in golden clothes, to death today!" Murong Fu said calmly. His long swords were like phantoms, crisscrossing at the feet. Guihai's black clothes were torn apart with a knife, blood flowed, and dangers abounded. In the distance, Zong Weixia took the elixir, adjusted his breath, his eyes were slightly cold, and he clenched the Seven Injury Fist and attacked again, aiming directly at Guihai with a knife. Su Changqing killed a true descendant of the Kongtong Sect with a single blow, blood splattered everywhere, his head was thrown up, and he walked quickly. 【Name】:Zong Weixia [Realm]: Third level of earth evil Boom! Fist to fist! The two people were furious. Zong Weixia's jaw went numb and he took three steps back. He looked at Su Changqing in shock. No wonder he was able to receive Murong Fu's Shenhezhi, as it turned out that he had already entered the realm of Earthly Evil. "Born with divine power! The little Guan Gong of the Zhenfu Division is well-deserved!" "Unexpectedly, there is another big fish!" Guan Neng looked at Hu Bao from afar with his eyes slightly focused. "Hu Bao, go and deal with him with Zong Weixia!" Hu Bao nodded, left the battlefield, and went straight to Su Changqing to kill, two against one.
The people of the Dizi Division are constantly dying, and the blood is flowing. They are no match for Guan Neng, Tang Wenliang, and Chang Jingzhi. All three of the three deities and thousands of households have been killed by the Seven Injury Fists. The blood is flowing and the bodies are lying in the mountains. Dongshan. The Dizi Division was about to be finished. Guan Neng, Tang Wenliang, and Chang Jingzhi came to kill them again. Guihai's black clothes were stained with blood with a knife, and blood splashed into the sky almost instantly. "It's bad..." Yagyu Tajimamomo frowned tightly. He was about to take action when suddenly two figures came from a distance. They were all dressed in white and had the word Wudang engraved on them. The two of them were about thirty years old, ranked in terms of seniority, but they were the same generation as the five elders in Kongtong because Zhang Sanfeng lived too long. "Master is celebrating his 100th birthday. Today Wudang Song Yuanqiao is here to send you an invitation!" "Yu Lianzhou is here!" ..................... = || ; ({ mode: 'thumbs-feed-01', container: 'taboola-below-article-thumbnail---300x250', placement: 'Below article thumbnail-300x250' , target_type: 'mix' });