People write diaries in Zongwu, and the heroes collapse

That day, among the thirteen murderers outside the city, Wu Shengdong, Wu Shengxi, Mr. Ximen and Zhang Xuao intercepted and killed four famous arresters.

After the interception failed, Wu Shengxi died tragically and everyone else escaped.

The four famous arresters had been chasing the three of them, but they had disappeared. They tried their best to lure them out, even if they used Wu Shengxi's body as a lure.

At that time, they suspected that some force had hidden the three of them, otherwise it would not have been possible to hide them so perfectly.

It turns out that these three people have been hiding in the Murong family. The Murong family is so big that it is easy to hide three people.

"Tie Shou, you killed my brother, and today I will avenge him!"

Wu Shengdong's eyes were cold and he looked at Tie Shou with murderous intent.

Young Master Ximen and Zhang Xuao also looked at the four famous arrests with stern eyes. If it weren't for them, they wouldn't have had to hide for so long.

"Murong Fu, how dare you harbor thirteen murderers!"

Ji Yaohua said in shock.

"So what? You didn't come to kill me all the same."

Murong Fu sneered, the thirteen murderers were all master warriors, and now they had nowhere to go, so Murong Fu took them for his own use.

"Go!"

Murong Fu gave a light drink.

"kill!"

Wu Shengdong took the lead and rushed towards Tie Shou, firing more than a dozen soul-chasing darts towards Tie Shou midway.

With a wave of his iron hand and iron fist, he knocked away the soul-chasing dart and fought fiercely with Wu Shengdong.

Both of them were master warriors, and soon they were fighting fiercely.

Mr. Ximen found Lengxue, whose swordsmanship was invincible, but the Ximen family's soul-severing swordsmanship was also unparalleled.

Young Master Ximen flew forward and slashed out with his sword, bringing out a dazzling sword light.

"Chong!"

Lengxue's body moved and he rushed out. At the same time, with the long sword in his hand, a sound of gold and iron mingled.

Lengxue practiced the Eighty-Two Cross-Road Sword Technique. In order to adapt to himself, he adapted the Cross-Route Sword Technique into a nameless sword technique suitable for him, making this sword technique more powerful.

For warriors, it is normal to practice other people's skills. No one is born with skills. However, for people with extraordinary talents, they will not stick to other people's sword skills, but will integrate other people's sword skills into their own. Among the swordsmanship created by oneself.

Both of them were masters of swordsmanship. They fought quickly in mid-air and exchanged dozens of moves in the blink of an eye. There was no winner or loser.

At this time, Zhang Xuao looked at Wuwu, and with a whoosh, Zhang Xuao came towards Wuwu.

Qing Qing looked at Zhang Xu Ao who was coming towards him, pinched the orchid finger with his hand, popped out a finger, and shot a silver needle towards Zhang Xu Ao.

Snapped!

Zhang Xuao immediately opened the iron umbrella, and the silver needle hit the iron umbrella with a crisp sound.

clap clap clap...

Qing Wu controlled the mechanism on the wheelchair and fired out dozens of hidden weapons. Zhang Xuao quickly rotated the iron umbrella and blocked them one by one.

Zhang Xuao quickly approached Wu Wu, and the tip of his umbrella stabbed towards Wu Wu.

Wu Qingqing patted the wheelchair, and the whole wheelchair flew up and was suspended in mid-air. Murong Fu was astonished by such a light skill: "There is such a light skill in this world!"

Whizzing……

Two iron claws flew out from the wheelchair and grabbed Zhang Xuao.

clap clap clap! ! !

Zhang Xuao waved the iron umbrella and collided with the iron claws. The shadow was like lightning, and the iron umbrella collided with it and made a crackling sound.

Zhang Xuao was not a vegetarian, he knocked the iron claw aside, then flew forward and stabbed Wuwu, forcing Wuqing to retreat.

Qing Qing retreated while releasing hundreds of hidden weapons to shoot at Zhang Xuao. Even though Zhang Xuao was a master warrior, he did not dare to be careless when faced with hundreds of hidden weapons. Who knew whether they were poisoned or not.

Zhang Xuao used his iron umbrella to block all the hidden weapons. At this moment, the two iron claws turned into countless shadows and came towards Zhang Xuao.

"Humph!"

Zhang Xuao snorted coldly, used his iron umbrella to deflect the two attacking iron claws, and then quickly stabbed Qing Wu.

Seeing that they all had opponents, Zhui Ming rubbed his head, flew down from the roof of the attic, looked at Murong Fu and said, "It seems you can only fight with me."

"Zhui Ming, I heard that your Zhui family's kicking skills are unmatched in the world. I want to see it today."

Murong Fu chuckled lightly.

"Then you should see it properly. I haven't had a fight in several days."

Zhui Ming's eyes narrowed slightly. He had been suffocating to death for the past few days. He was worried that no one would fight with him. Fighting with Murong Fu was just what he wanted.

Whoosh...

shhhhhh...

Zhui Ming raised his eyebrows and smiled at Murong Fu. Then his figure flickered, as fast as an afterimage, and he took the lead in attacking Murong Fu.

The life-chasing kicks are really rare in the world. They are as fast as lightning. The speed has reached the extreme. It is difficult for ordinary master warriors to catch the life-chasing attacks.

"Good legwork!"

Murong Fu's eyes flickered when he saw Zhui Ming's legwork.

In today's world, there are actually not many people who specialize in kicking, and those who practice kicking like chasing life are even rarer.

Not to mention that you can defeat many masters with just leg skills. Before chasing your life, it is basically impossible.

Faced with the lightning-fast legs that chased his life, Murong Fu did not panic. He stepped forward and moved like a ghost.

shhhhhh...

bang bang bang...

The two figures soon collided with each other.

Boom boom boom...

The two men fought fiercely and collided, making violent explosions. The air waves generated by the collision swept out in all directions, forcing many police officers and sergeants around them to retreat.

After a few exchanges of moves, the two separated.

"Hahahaha, it's so enjoyable. Nan Murong Beiqiao Peak is truly worthy of its reputation!"

Zhui Ming laughed twice, shook his head and said.

"You are worthy of your reputation as a pursuit of life, and you are worthy of being a disciple of Lord Zhuge!"

Murong Fu praised.

Zhui Ming grinned: "Compared with Master and the old man, I'm far behind."

Murong Fu did not object. Zhuge Shenhou had not made a move for a long time, but no one dared to question his strength.

All the killers who entered the palace disappeared. It is said that even the most powerful killer in the world can be sensed by Zhuge Shenhou as soon as he steps into the palace, and his life will stop at that moment.

From the strength of the four famous arresters, we can actually see the terror of Zhuge Shenhou.

Even though Murong Fu had always been pretentious, he did not dare to be presumptuous in front of Zhuge Shenhou.

However, Murong Fu was not so afraid of pursuing his life.

Although his life-chasing kicks were powerful, Murong Fu was not afraid at all.

"Bang Bang Bang!!!"

Murong Fu and Zhui Ming once again had a fierce confrontation. They fought for dozens of rounds in the blink of an eye, but the two still couldn't decide the outcome.

Zhui Ming sneered, suddenly changed his moves, and used Zhui Hate, the seventh move among Zhui Ming's eleven kicks, which could kill people in an instant.

Even though Murong Fu was on guard again and again, he was still kicked by Zhui Ming. However, at this moment, Zhui Ming was knocked away, and his legs were shaking non-stop.

"The stars have changed!"

Zhui Ming's face became serious. He could have kicked Murong Fu with one blow just now, but Murong Fu suddenly used his family's special skill Dou Zhuan Xing Shi Shi to transfer the force of the attack back. If he hadn't reacted quickly, this leg would have only been injured. Afraid of becoming useless.