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Chapter 55 Wanyan Wu Begging for Buying

When these people gradually approached, Guo Yu realized that they were all wearing Song people's costumes.

However, they are all extremely tall, half a head taller than ordinary Song people, and even wearing robes still can't hide their strength.

Let people know at a glance that they are all strong and strong men with Kong Wu.

But Guo Yu immediately knew that they were not Song people.

Because in addition to Chinese, the words these people talked were also mixed with some weird languages, and he couldn't understand a single word.

Therefore, Guo Yu does not plan to intervene for the time being, and wants to determine the origin of these people first.

Just when Guo Yu was deep in thought, Murong Fu who had been waiting for a long time dropped his arm with a "shua".

In an instant, all the men in black who were in ambush jumped up from the forest and rushed towards the caravan.

"what!……"

Suddenly, screams came and went.

The caravan was not prepared at all, and was caught off guard by Murong Fu's men, and suddenly fell into chaos, and more than ten people died in an instant.

When Murong Fu and the men in black saw this, they became even more motivated to kill, and rushed forward swiftly.

However, there seemed to be an expert among the visitors, shouting loudly to get his companions to gather around him.

This is a young man in his early twenties, with a full sky and a thick back, which makes people know that he is not an ordinary person at a glance.

Moreover, his eyes were extremely sharp, emitting a terrifying divine light that seemed to be able to pierce people's hearts.

Under his command, the people in the caravan pulled out their swords and desperately fought against the man in black, gradually restoring order.

They protected the young man and retreated slowly. After a lot of effort, they finally distanced themselves from the man in black.

But at this time, there were less than twenty of them left, and the rest of them were all turned into corpses lying on the ground.

"Who are you guys? Why are you attacking us?"

Seeing that the safe distance was kept temporarily, the young man in the middle of the caravan stared at the man in black vigilantly, and shouted coldly in Chinese.

Seeing this scene, Guo Yu couldn't help but yelled inwardly.

Although this man is young, his abilities are extraordinary.

In such a critical moment, it is really amazing to be able to save some of the troops.

"Hey, Wanyan Wu is begging for money, stop talking nonsense, no matter what you say today, it is your death date."

The prince of the Liao Kingdom looked very excited, raised the long knife in his hand, and laughed loudly at the young man.

"It turned out to be you, Yelu Nerugu."

The young man, Wanyan Wu Qimai, suddenly realized, his eyes seemed to burst into flames, and he stared coldly at Yelunelugu.

He scolded coldly: "Your Majesty, the crown prince of the Liao Kingdom, acts so despicably and shamelessly, it is really shameless."

Guo Yu was surprised to see here tonight. First, the crown prince of Liao Kingdom appeared in Xixia territory.

Immediately after that, the future successor of the Kingdom of Jin, Wanyan Aguda's younger brother Wanyan Wu Qimai appeared out of nowhere.

You must know what a terrifying figure Wanyan Wu was. He is famous in history books. The troubled Northern Song Dynasty ended in his hands.

Guo Yu couldn't help picking a leaf, holding it tightly in his hand, staring coldly at Wanyan Wu begging for it.

At the same time, the Crown Prince of Liao looked extremely proud when he saw that the enemy had the upper hand, and pulled down the scarf covering his face.

Showing a mocking smile, he said unscrupulously: "Wanyan Wu is begging for money, do you think you can leave today?
After killing you, there will be no news that I did it, so you can go on your way with peace of mind. "

After that, he shouted coldly: "Go ahead and kill him for me."

As soon as the words fell, the men in black who received the order raised their swords again and rushed towards Wanyan Wu begging for money.

"Prince Liao, you must be too confident. You really think you can kill our prince with your skills."

Suddenly, a loud voice came from afar, and it sounded clearly in front of everyone.

Yelu Nerugu's expression suddenly changed, and he shouted urgently: "Who is this person? How dare you pretend to be a ghost."

"Hehe, the old man is not some kind of god or ghost."

As soon as the words fell this time, everyone saw an old man with braided hair slowly walking out of the woods to the east.

"High Priest, you have finally arrived."

Wanyan Wu Qimai breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the person coming, and called softly.

"Don't worry, my lord, I will leave the rest to the old man." The old man put away his smile and solemnly comforted Wanyan Wu.

Seeing that the visitor ignored him, Yelu Nielugu was so angry that his face was livid, and he cursed: "Where did you come from, you are so arrogant, you can stop so many of us?"

Yelu Nielugu and Murong Fu brought the best of the best this time.

After a lot of fighting, only a few people were killed, and the others were only slightly injured at most, which had little effect on the combat power.

So Yelu Nerugu is very confident now, thinking that he will be able to take down these enemies in front of him.

"Yelu Nerugu, shut up for me."

Wanyan Wu Qimai was the first to get angry, "This is the high priest of our Jurchen White Wolf Clan. Martial arts are rare in the world. How can you, a yellow-mouthed kid, insult you."

"Wanyan Wu is begging to buy, the prince will let you see with your own eyes how this old man died at my hands."

Yelu Nerugu smiled coldly, waved the long knife in his hand, and ordered to the left and right: "Do it for me, come on."

"Boys from Yelu's family, I haven't done anything for a long time, so today I'm going to make meat with you."

The old man swayed, turned around and formed a phantom, rushing forward with a "whoosh".

I saw a black shadow flashing in front of everyone's eyes, and directly snatched a scimitar from the man in black's hand with the move of grabbing the white blade with bare hands.

Then "swipe, brush", he waved a few times in the air, and then turned into a phantom and returned to the original place.

"what!"

Almost at the same time, the two men in black screamed in unison, covered their necks with blood spurting out, took two steps unconsciously and fell to the ground.

"Ah, are you a human or a ghost?"

In the blink of an eye, the sudden tragedy made Yelu Nerugu back again and again in fright, and the long knife in his hand fell to the ground with a "snap", and he asked the same question again in embarrassment.

"Little Prince Yelu, what do you say now?"

The old man looked calm, and asked in a neutral tone, "Do you think we can stay today?"

Hearing this, Yelu Neilugu took another two steps back with a pale complexion.

"Your Excellency has such exquisite martial arts!"

At this time, Murong Fu stepped forward, stopped in front of Yelu Nielugu, and praised solemnly.

Then he picked up the long sword in his hand and pointed it away, revealing a pair of stern eyes on his face covered with a black scarf.

Murong Fu said in a deep voice: "Then let me come down and learn from your excellency."

After finishing speaking, the leather boots under his feet kicked twice, and the black robe was suddenly blown up by the wind. Under the moonlight, the long sword pierced the sky like a bolt of lightning, and shot towards the old man at high speed.

"Good come!"

The old man let out a soft drink, clenched his hands into fists, and threw the same thing forward.

"Boom!" The fist and the blade of the sword collided all of a sudden, pushing the two of them back a few steps.

But then, the two men rushed forward again and fought together, making it impossible for others on both sides to intervene.

"strangeness!"

Standing in the forest, Guo Yu looked at the two people who were dueling fiercely, and murmured softly, "How did Murong Fu's martial arts change so much in just a few months?"

Guo Yu can now see very clearly that with Murong Fu's skill at this time, it can be said that he has far surpassed Ding Chunqiu, even compared with Xiao Yuanshan, he is only slightly inferior.

But he clearly remembered that this kid Murong Fu was just an embroidered pillow, but his name was loud, it was impossible for him to have such a high level of cultivation.

But in the battle before him, he told Guo Yu very clearly that he had made a mistake.

Murong Fu's swordsmanship was steady and his moves were proficient. The long sword danced with great force in his hands, and was extremely powerful.

They were evenly matched against this master who came out of nowhere. In a short period of time, it was impossible to tell the difference.

"Could it be that Murong Fu has made great progress in martial arts recently due to some chance?"

Guo Yu frowned tightly, secretly guessing in his heart.

The sharpness displayed by Murong Fu's eyes was almost catching up with Qiao Feng's, so he had to think wildly and figure out the reason.

(End of this chapter)