super abandoned son-in-law

Chapter 1023 A Product of the Pseudo-Guwu Era
Chapter 1078 A Product of the Pseudo-Guwu Era
Murong Chenhuan clearly heard the sound of his ribs breaking, and the tingling pain spread all over his body in an instant.

Fudo Shanzong's martial arts routines are fierce.

While the defense is astonishing, the attack is also like thunder.

This stick firmly hit Murong Chenhuan's rib, breaking through his defense.

The moment he fell to the ground, Murong Chenhuan caught a glimpse of the opponent's two great realm-changing gods, and without even a moment's pause, they swung their sticks and rushed towards him with fierce momentum and hideous faces.

"Father-in-law!" Murong Chenhuan blurted out and shouted loudly, this time there was no follow-up, he was just calling for help.

Zhan Dongshan naturally noticed it too, and pushed back the two gods who were besieging him with all his strength. At the same time, he quickly bent his bow and shot arrows. Both arrows flew towards Murong Chenhuan. The arrows coming from the sky were blocked with a stick at the same time, Murong Chenhuan also took advantage of this opportunity, dragged his injured body, jumped up with difficulty, and retreated a distance.

The camp headed by Murong Chenhuan was quickly destroyed and fell to the ground.

Zhan Dongshan was able to help Murong Chenhuan for a while, but after the threat of the two bows and arrows passed, the two supernatural beings approached Murong Chenhuan again.

Murong Chenhuan faced the siege of the two strong men with his injured body, and within a moment, he was defeated and flew out again.

This time, it was accompanied by a spurt of blood.

Seeing this, Zhan Dongshan attacked with all his strength, and at the same time rushed towards Murong Chenhuan. The opponent's attack was too fierce, and he wanted to put Murong Chenhuan to death.

He couldn't just sit idly by, but Zhan Dongshan's actions undoubtedly put himself in danger. When he used his body to block Murong Chenhuan, he would face the miraculous transformation of the four Fudo Mountain Sects alone. Among the warriors' attacks, there is also the big brother of the Fudo Mountain Sect, Lu Zhuoyin.

Lu Zhuoyin's eyes were ferocious, and he looked at Zhan Dongshan with a sneer, "Old man, do you still have to struggle? This is no longer the era when Zhanlong Island was the Four Great Sacred Lands. At that time, it was just a pseudo-ancient martial arts era. Go to the real Guwu!"

At this moment, Lu Zhuoda, who was standing on the side, felt an inexplicable pleasure in his heart!
Once upon a time, he dreamed of entering the holy land of ancient martial arts, Zhanlong Island and other places, but now, he saw with his own eyes that the owner of Zhanlong Island was besieged into a mess.

That's right, it was just a pseudo ancient martial arts era.

And now, he is holding the real Guwu's thigh tightly.

"Eldest brother, kill them!" Lu Zhuo shouted loudly.

Boom boom boom!
The situation on Zhanlong Island is getting more and more dangerous.

In the distance, all the warriors watching fell silent.

They knew very well that Zhanlongdao's team was in danger today.

The other party's yelling voice was extremely ear-piercing.

The era of pseudo warriors.

In the eyes of the other party, people from Zhanlong Island are not even warriors.

Such arrogant words are the biggest humiliation for Zhanlong Island.

The people of Zhanlong Island fought back desperately, but more and more people fell to the ground.

boom!
On Yan Chongqing's side, he was no longer against the opponent, and was bombarded out.

There was a sound of exclamation in the distance.

The Zhanlong Island team was completely defeated.

Of the three great transformation realms, only Island Master Zhanlong is struggling to support him, but judging from the situation, it is only a matter of time before he loses.

A playful look flashed across Lu Zhuoyin's eyes, he stopped holding a stick in his hand, and looked at Murong Chenhuan who was lying on the ground in the distance, "It seems that he treats you very well even if you don't care about yourself to protect this person." It's important."

Lu Zhuoyin walked towards Murong Chenhuan, Zhan Dongshan's face changed drastically, he tried his best to break through the encirclement and rescue Murong Chenhuan, but there were long sticks in all directions, and there were many shadows of sticks, Zhan Dongshan wanted to rush out without hesitation, but was directly met The impact of the long stick was abruptly blocked back, and there were several scars on his body.

"Go!" Zhan Dongshan shouted at Murong Chenhuan.

Murong Chenhuan naturally noticed Lu Zhuoyin's approach, "Father-in-law... let me help you!"

Murong Chenhuan gritted his teeth, a force surged out of nowhere, jumped up, and swung his sword to kill the Fudo Mountain Sect disciples who were besieging Lu Zhuoyin.

It is impossible for him to abandon his father-in-law and escape by himself.

What's more, Murong Chenhuan is very aware of his situation. With his seriously injured body, it is difficult to escape. As long as his father-in-law can break out of this encirclement, his father-in-law still has a chance.

This was the sword that Murong Chenhuan tried his best.

The sharp sword fell straight down, but before the few people who were besieging Zhandong Mountain were swept by a long stick, they pressed him heavily to the ground with the sword.

"A product of the pseudo-ancient martial arts era." Lu Zhuoyin sneered jokingly, stepped forward a few steps, and stepped on Murong Chenhuan's chest directly. In an instant, the sound of bones breaking came out, and Murong Chenhuan's mouth was even more spouting Blood came out, accompanied by an expression of incomparable pain, but this time, Murong Chenhuan didn't cry out, and kept his eyes wide open.

Lu Zhuoyin was condescending and stepped on Murong Chenhuan, "Aren't you convinced? You can prove that you are not a product of the pseudo-Guwu era."

Murong Chenhuan tried hard to raise his hand, but he couldn't do it.

Zhan Dongshan's voice roared, "Let him go!"

Lu Zhuoyin laughed loudly, his eyes flickering fiercely, "Since you have chosen to rush to the Thousand Layer Peak and challenge the Mountain Sect, you should have such an awareness!"

"Bah! A group of deformed kung fu children from the pseudo-ancient martial arts era." Lu Zhuoda also walked over, with a long smile, "Look, what are the four holy places, they are trampled under their feet, and they can't even move. For a moment, even if you are deformed, you can still move, how about from now on, you are called Guwu Vegetatives." Lu Zhuo laughed, and looked up at the warriors in the distance, "I mean, all of you."

As soon as the words fell, the expressions of the warriors in the distance changed one after another.

Pseudo ancient martial arts era.

Deformed kung fu.

Guwu vegetable.

The words are getting worse and worse.

At this moment, what Lu Zhuoyin was stepping on was not a person, but an era.

Many people were clenching their fists and trembling all over, but no one dared to rush forward.

He is not an opponent of Fudo Shanzong at all.

Seeing this, Lu Zhuo laughed even more happily, "Brother, look at them. When they are free, they are quite loud. Now that something is up, they are all shrinking heads."

Lu Zhuoyin looked around the past with a haughty expression, "A true ancient warrior should have the courage to go forward without fear." As he spoke, Lu Zhuoyin's eyes flashed with pity, "A group of poor people, living in the era of pseudo-ancient martial arts, even a pair of There is no one who can be called a warrior."

While speaking, Lu Zhuoyin exerted force on his feet, and Murong Chenhuan felt as if he was being crushed by a heavy mountain. The bones in his body were broken in some way, blood kept gushing out from his mouth, and his whole body was trembling.

"If you beg for mercy and admit that you are a product of the pseudo-Guwu era, I will spare your life, how about that?" Lu Zhuoyin lowered his head and said playfully.

(End of this chapter)