Rebirth of a hero

Chapter 87

As soon as this remark came out, the crowd who had not dispersed at the auction looked at Zhao Gao's VIP box in disbelief.

What is the background of this man?Not only does Yunmeng Mountain's grand elder, Yun Sheng, serve as a follower, but he also dares to speak wildly at the auction held by the royal family, wanting to have a life-and-death match with the only heir of the Murong family.

"Okay, it seems that my Murong family has been settled in the rivers and lakes for too long. Even kittens and dogs dare to be so presumptuous, so today I will let your blood spill by the riverside!" Murong Wanjie was so angry that his teeth were hard. Unexpectedly, he hadn't troubled Zhao Gao yet, but instead he came to challenge himself.

However, the two of them had their sense of propriety and didn't act immediately at the auction. After all, it was related to the majesty of the royal family, and a large number of elite soldiers and generals were waiting outside. Whoever strikes first would be unlucky.

But as long as the auction is out and the city of Yunhai is left, these guards will not raise their eyelids. As long as they leave the city of Yunhai, whether they are killed or killed has nothing to do with them.

"The battle of spirits, how great it would be to put this vigor on the battlefield to win glory for the country." Han Yun shook his head, revealing a hint of maturity that didn't match his age, and left the auction with his entourage.

On the contrary, Li Feihu looked excited. He was very interested in watching the excitement, and hurriedly greeted his subordinates: "Go, follow quickly, and go to Qingshui River to have a look."

The strong river wind was blowing by the Qingshui River, and many people's robes were blown loudly, but they didn't show any expressions of impatience, on the contrary, they looked very excited.

It was noon and the sun was shining brightly.

Zhao Gao was sitting on the bow of the boat, turning a blind eye to the crowd watching by the river, quietly watching the waves on the water surface being blown by the strong wind.

He was dressed in a dark black robe, and his hair was dancing wildly under the strong wind, which was extremely attractive.

"Little thief, you should pretend to be calm, wait a moment and don't beg for mercy from the young master." Murong Wanjie drove another small boat, accompanied by two servants, and drove towards Zhao Gao's side at high speed.

coming!The corners of Zhao Gao's mouth turned up slightly, and he stood up slowly.

boom! !

In an instant, the whole cruise ship shook!A violent shaking spread from bow to stern.

Under the violent shaking, the front of the cruise ship tilted downward fiercely, as if some heavy object was squeezing the front.

Zhao Gao stomped hard on the bow of the boat with both feet, and a huge force centered on his feet slowly spread towards the hull.

Faint cracks began to overflow from the hard hull in an instant, and his whole body flew out like cannonballs, his eyes shining with bloodthirsty light.

That's where Murong Wanjie came by boat!

Seeing Zhao Gao's rapid attack, the standing Murong Wanjie bowed his body slightly, closed his palms together, and his whole body momentum floated, gathering a large amount of inner energy in his palms.

He looked at Zhao Gao who was shooting towards him rapidly, his cold eyes were full of infinite killing intent.

Bang! !

On the river, two figures collided fiercely.

The taller Mieji Knife was not out of its sheath, and hit Murong Wanjie with both hands in a series of knives.

Bang bang bang bang The heavy impact, carrying the sound transmission effect of the strong wind on the river, resounded in everyone's ears like thunder from the sky.

"drink!!"

Murong Wanjie was beaten back again and again, but the aura on his body kept surging, suddenly condensed into a huge force to counterattack Zhao Gao, and immediately sent the mighty attacking Zhao Gao flying.

Zhao Gao did a somersault in the air, then stepped on a fallen leaf, and punched Murong Wanjie fiercely.

Bang! !

With another punch, Zhao Gao was bounced away without any accident.

Looking at the huge force rebounding from Murong Wanjie, Zhao Gao's eyes showed a hint of ferocity, and he blasted towards Murong Wanjie as quickly as the wind.

Finally, under the continuous bombardment of Zhao Gao's fists, Murong Wanjie's aura became weaker and weaker, and his rebound strength became weaker and weaker.

From Zhao Gaofei's shooting, the two fought for 10 rounds in just a few breaths.

Murong Wanjie sensed that the danger was approaching, he hurriedly retreated and landed on his own boat.

"Okay, okay! The little thief really has the ability to be arrogant, Uncle Chen, Uncle Wang, come on!" Murong Wanjie pushed to the back and quietly regained his internal strength, and directly sent the two old servants beside him.

Uncle Chen and Uncle Wang are both masters in the realm of grand masters, and they are both very good at combining attacks. The combined strength of the two parties is definitely more than that of two grand masters.

Seeing Murong Wanjie shamelessly retreating to the back, Zhao Gao's face darkened, and he directly pulled out the trace-killing knife and slashed at the so-called Uncle Chen and Uncle Wang.

"This hero has to be forgiving and forgiving. Give our Murong family a face, and we will definitely repay him in the future."

Feeling the power of Zhao Gao's saber, the two men couldn't help but stand on end, and dealt with it cautiously.

"Re-report? I, Zhao Gao, only know that I never leave overnight revenge, and the only way to relieve my unhappiness is to kill you."

Zhao Gao snorted coldly, and accelerated the speed of swinging the saber. One saber turned into fifteen sabers, and all the fifteen sabers learned by Pofeng's 36 sabers were used at this moment.

The two old servants beside Murong Wanjie tried their best to parry, trying to block Zhao Gao's sure-to-kill fifteen knives with all their strength.

Seeing Zhao Gao's dreamlike fifteen knives, Li Feihu, who was standing by the river watching the battle, muttered to himself, "This man is called Zhao Gao? Could it be..."

Li Feihu shook his head hastily, not daring to continue imagining, if this person is really Huang Dewei's apprentice, then he is afraid that he will face disaster, and that inheritance is not something that he can take for himself.

Li Feihu didn't continue, just stood by and watched the battle quietly, silent for a while.

Whoa!
Splashes of water!

Under Zhao Gao's powerful fifteen blows, Uncle Chen and Uncle Wang were slashed one after another and fell into the river.

"What!!" Murong Wanjie, who was recovering his inner strength at the side, couldn't help being shocked when he saw this scene.

He looked at Zhao Gao's unrelenting power, and under the blood-stained Miji Dao, he directly killed Uncle Chen and Uncle Wang who had fallen into the water, and followed him quickly.

The tremendous strength made Zhao Gao's saber technique faster, like a meteorite from the sky, leaving only a bright light behind.

Murong Wanjie poured out all the innate qi in his body to his own palms, intending to counterattack with the help of stars.

Imagination is beautiful, but reality is cruel. In the face of absolute power, Murong Wanjie's Big Dipper Xingyi can't transform such a mighty attack at all. If it is his father Murong Tianlong, there is a slight possibility.

Zhao Gao's Destroying Knife only paused on Murong Wanjie's body, then slid all the way down from the top of his head, directly splitting the majestic Murong Wanjie in half.

die! !

Everyone watched this scene in disbelief, only feeling their minds go blank.

Murong Wanjie, the only descendant of the Murong family, died here!

(End of this chapter)