Marry Wang Yuyan at the beginning

It's just that he didn't expect that Xiaoyin's scale armor was harder than black iron, so he ignored his attack, wrapped it around his neck in an extremely alluring posture, and took a hard bite.

"Ah~"

A scream rang in everyone's ears, the masked man's pupils narrowed rapidly, and he fell to the ground instead.

I don't know life or death!

"you…"

The others were all startled, subconsciously stepped back one after another, distanced themselves from Xiaoyin.

The corner of Su Ying's exquisite mouth raised slightly, and she said, "How about it? It's no problem to kill you!"

"Hmph, do you think that just one snake can turn things around?" Tianzun and the others said disdainfully.

"Oh? Then you say, how about adding me?"

Murong Fu walked out from behind Su Ying without haste, and looked him up and down.

The same red cloak, the same grimace mask, including the boots under the feet, are all exactly the same, jokingly said:

"Do you all have a strong sense of belonging? I don't even know what to call you if you dress like this."

"Hmph, we don't have a name, we're just monsters under Tianzun's subordinates." Said the guy who almost killed Medicine Master Hu before.

"You are a bit self-aware. In this way, you take them to surrender, lest I accidentally blow your heads off. That scene will be a bit cruel, and girls will have nightmares watching it."

Murong Fu stood with his hands behind his back, calmly scanning the audience.

Like a big mountain, it weighs on everyone's heart.

At this moment, no one was moved.

The name of a man, the shadow of a tree.

Only by seeing the living Murong Fu can one understand what Nan Murong is.

"Murong Fu! We know you are powerful, but with so many of us, you want to kill us..."

"Bang~"

A cracking sound sounded.

The person who spoke had his head shattered, and blood spurted out from the artery and turned into a mist, which fell on everyone's clothes.

Only Murong Fu still didn't change his blue shirt, it seemed that there was an invisible windbreaker around his body, blocking dirty things.

"you…"

Tianzun's people didn't expect that Murong Fu would be so strong.

"You're all going to die today, you know that?"

Murong Fu calmly swept Tianzun and the crowd.

He is very unhappy!

Really unhappy!

"Murong Fu, I didn't expect you to be so strong? It seems that I am also hiding."

The one with the stabbing sword, while speaking, took off his outfit.

No one thought that the other party was actually a disabled person with one eye, one hand, and one tendon.

He has a prosthetic leg on his right leg, and his left eye is slanted with a scar, which looks extremely ugly and hideous.

"how is this possible?"

"You look like this? Can you still hurt me?" Hu Yaoshi looked at this person in surprise, unable to believe that the other party almost killed him before.

"You're a trash, and you deserve to yell here?" the one-eyed man said disdainfully.

"Hehe, then I won't wear this body bag anymore, it really makes me feel very comfortable."

The other person also took off his cloak and mask. He was a swordsman wearing a Taoist costume with a long black crown, and his eyes exuded arrogance and hatred.

"Hehe, who am I supposed to be? It turns out to be Shan Yifei, the third of Jiangnan's Ten Famous Swords."

"And you should be called Qiu Er, right!" Murong Fu pointed at the two of them.

Shan Yifei and Qiu Er were stunned at the same time, admiringly said: "As expected of Mr. Murong, after seeing the two of us, he can still be so calm."

"However, it's just two chicken tile dogs, should I still pretend to be surprised?" Murong Fu said disdainfully.

Chapter 82: Murong Fu's Warning

Qiu Er and Shan Yifei turned cold. As swordsmen, they have their own pride. They never expected that Murong Fu would call them chickens and dogs.

"We admit that you are strong..."

Murong Fu was too lazy to listen to the nonsense of the two, so he hit Shan Yifei on the head with the stick.

Shan Yifei immediately raised his sword to block it, how could he know how powerful Murong Fu is.

"Oh!"

Shan Yifei backed up several steps until he hit a tree and stopped.

Seeing this, Qiu Er hurriedly rushed out, his sword was ethereal and fierce like a ghost.

The tip of the sword stabbed towards Murong Fu's temple.

"Humph!"

Murong Fu snorted coldly, and hit fast.

Use the Tianji stick to touch Qiu Er's sword tip.

"Ah, my hand!"

Qiu Er only felt a huge force coming from his hand, and then let out a scream.

The wrist bone holding the sword was shattered by Murong Fu.

Seeing this, Shan Yifei scolded loudly: "Idiot, what are you doing, we are going to die, and you are not doing well either!"

The other Tianzun sect wearing masks woke up from the shock.