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Chapter 499 Sword competition with Murong Bob (first update)
"Ghost face with flowery face? I saw this face, what about the ghost face?" Chen Ziang asked.

"The ghost face is behind it"

Chen Ziang walked to the back of the flower, and sure enough, the pattern on the back was completely different from the front, and it looked like a ferocious ghost.

"Did you smell those two scents?" Coco asked.

"I have already smelled it. These two fragrant and stinky smells are transmitted from this flower. The reason why there are so many poisons in this poisonous forest is also because of this ghost face flower"

"That's right, this side of the human face exudes a fragrance, and the other side of the ghost face exudes a stench. Both of these odors are highly poisonous. If you hadn't taken the Mangku vermilion before, I'm afraid you'd have been caught." Coco Schadenfreude said.

"You introduced that this is a precious material?"

"Yes, many magical prescriptions and pill recipes need this flower, but it's rare that you can find one of these flowers in Tianlong Babu," Ke Ke said mockingly.

"How to say?"

"This flower is rarely seen on the low-level planes of Jin Yong's martial arts, but on the more advanced planes of immortality. However, in those planes, this flower is also very precious, and it is an important medicinal material that many immortal cultivators are looking for."

"If the flower dies, it won't affect the efficacy of the medicine, right?" After hearing what Coco said, Chen Zi'ang felt that the ghost face flower seemed to be more precious than the mang withered red clam, but it couldn't be reflected for the time being.

"does not affect"

"That's good"

Chen Ziang raised his knife and fell, a knife qi slashed at the root of the flower, and then put the many ghostly face flowers into the third space, and then jumped to the dead tree, jumping on the top of each tree. Leaving the poisonous forest, hurried in the direction of Yanziwu.

Back in Yanziwu, the manor was surprisingly quiet, and Chen Ziang felt that something was wrong.

I found the room where Wang Yuyan was resting. There was no one in the room except for a note.

"If you want to save people, see you at Xu Fengshan before sunset"

The place where Su Xinghe set up the Zhenlong chess game is very far from Yanziwu, and Chen Ziang spent a lot of time traveling back and forth with the scorpion.

It was already dusk outside the window at this moment, and the sun was about to go down.

"Wang Yuyan's martial arts skills are low, and there are many people who can subdue her, but it seems that few people use her to threaten her," Chen Ziang thought to himself, it seems that those who have had a holiday with him are almost dead.

After eliminating the possible targets one by one, Chen Ziang finally knew who kidnapped Wang Yuyan.

"It's you." A playful smile appeared on his face.

Ten kilometers to the southeast of Yanziwu, there is a high mountain called Xufeng Mountain. This mountain was not called Xufeng Mountain. More than 100 years ago, when the Khitan invaded the Song Dynasty, a general named Xu Feng stood guard on this mountain and fought bravely. It bought precious time for the follow-up army of the Song Dynasty to come, and finally Xu Feng died on this mountain. Since then, people have called this mountain Xu Fengshan in memory of him.

There is a tree growing on the top of Xufeng Mountain, Wang Yuyan was tied up and hung from the tree at the moment, and there was a cliff of thousands of feet under her feet. Although she was a little scared, she was really looking forward to the next good show.

Chen Zi'ang had reached the top of the mountain at this moment, looking at Wang Yuyan's expression, he made up his mind.

"Who invited me here, come out"

For a while, no one spoke.

"Master Chen, save me!" Wang Yuyan struggled and twisted her body, looking at Chen Ziang with pitiful eyes, "Didn't you say that I am your slave, and only you can let me die?"

Chen Ziang walked towards the tree step by step, and suddenly, he turned his head and slapped a palm in one direction.

With the sound of a dragon roar, a giant dragon phantom slammed into that direction, smashing a boulder into pieces, and at the same time a man in black with his face covered jumped out from behind the stone.

The man in black covered his face, but his temples were white and his eyes were as sharp as eagle eyes, staring at Chen Ziang.

"Sure enough, it's you," Chen Ziang said with a light smile.

"Boy, aren't you too stupid? Are you trying to deceive my identity like this?" The man in black said coldly, and his voice was specially lowered, for fear that others would hear his true voice.

"Let me guess, your surname is Murong?"

The man in black was shocked, but his face still did not change at all. This is the performance of Lao Jianghu.

"Murong Fu has already been killed by you. There is no one in the Murong family with the surname Murong. I am an old friend of Murong Fu," said the man in black.

"Stop pretending...Murong Bo!" Chen Ziang directly revealed the identity of the man in black. It was Murong Fu's "dead" father, Murong Bo. Year.

At first, Chen Ziang also suspected that it might be Xiao Yuanshan, but Xiao Yuanshan had no reason to kill him. After all, he and his son Qiao Feng were brothers, so only Murong Bohui would do that.

Murong Bo must have seen the wooden sign engraved with Murong Fu's name in the vegetable garden when he passed by Yanziwu quietly, and then grabbed Wang Yuyan and asked about the cause and effect, so he decided to use Wang Yuyan as bait to kill himself.

The fact was exactly as Chen Zi'ang had guessed. When Murong Fu wanted to use Chen Zi'ang to save people, he suddenly rushed out and killed him by surprise.

"How do you know? You were not born the year I faked death, right?" Murong Fu said, taking off the black cloth, revealing a vicissitudes of life face, and his appearance was [-]% similar to Murong Fu.

"Uncle, it's really you! You're not dead?" Wang Yuyan didn't expect that this person was actually Murong Bo who had died 30 years ago, and what was even more strange was how Chen Ziang knew his identity.

"Don't ask me how I know, I not only know that you are not dead, I also know that you caused the great battle at Yanmen Pass 30 years ago, in order to let the Liao and Song Dynasties go to war as soon as possible, so that you can benefit from it." Chen Ziang watched Looking at Murong Bo's expression is very enjoyable, even if you want to break your head, you won't think that I know everything about you, because I have watched Tianlong Babu!

"It seems that I have to spare you today, let me die." Murong Bo closed his eyes slightly, and slammed his feet on the ground.

Chen Zi'ang didn't move, and when Murong Bo rushed over, he suddenly slapped a palm, and Murong Bo also slapped a palm.

"Boom!"

With a loud explosion, Murong Bo flew out several meters away, fell to the ground and vomited blood, while Chen Zi'ang stood there without taking a step back!

"Where did you get such deep internal energy, kid?" Murong Bo never thought that Chen Ziang's internal energy would be so profound, it was completely out of proportion to his age.

"I'll tell you if you beat me." Chen Ziang showed a playful smile. Now Murong Bo is no longer an opponent. The only person in the entire martial arts who can fight against him is the Shaolin Sweeper.

"Today, I will take your head to pay homage to my son." Murong Bo got up from the ground and drew out the sword from his waist.

"Comparing swords?"

Chen Ziang had already grasped the Yitian Sword in his hand. He was not afraid of the Sword God, so how could he be afraid of Murong Fu?

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