Reborn as Murong Fu: This time I am the protagonist

Chapter 433 Three Kills
In the eyes of this group of mostly uncivilized Jurchens, this scene was no different from a ghost. They had never seen the unpredictable changes in martial arts, let alone such clever techniques as Murong Fu's Xiaoyao sect's inner strength. No one even saw clearly what it was that knocked down their leader.

In their eyes, they saw that Shi Hu fired several arrows towards Wanyan Village but were inexplicably blocked, and then Shi Hu himself was inexplicably injured.

When Shi Hu's two personal guards saw their master falling from his horse, they hurriedly went up to help him. However, as soon as they put their hands on the master's body, they were hit by the bone-biting coldness and subconsciously retracted their hands. Looking at Shi Hu himself again, he was still full of life and vigor just now, but now his face was pale and his teeth were clenched. The two guards put their fingers under Shi Hu's nose and immediately felt as if they had seen a ghost. They were inexplicably horrified. The two tall and strong Jurchen men fell to the ground like little women who were bullied and unable to resist. He screamed and moved back.

Seeing the rude behavior of the two Shihu guards, the old Yi Shilie shouted loudly: "What's going on?"

"Sir, Master Shihu's breath has expired!" The guard said tremblingly.

"What?" Yi Shilie was shocked when he heard this, and the nearest group of Jurchen warriors had already heard it.
The movement here couldn't help but stir up a commotion, and for a while the queue, which was not neat at first, turned into a mess.

On the top of the city wall, Wanyan Yingge looked at the chaotic coalition forces downstairs, her beautiful eyes filled with brilliance: "Did the young master just kill that evil thief with a pebble?"

Of course, with her eyesight, she couldn't see Murong Fu's tactics clearly, so she could only guess a thing or two based on the following situation. Thinking of the possibility of defeating the enemy without fighting, she couldn't help but feel excited, and she looked at Murong Fu with eyes full of admiration. .

Murong Fu blinked his left eye slightly: "I can't say for sure. Maybe he is too thick-skinned. It's hard to say whether he escaped with his life."

Looking at the chaotic Jurchen warriors below, and thinking of the solemn military appearance of the Wanyan tribe before, Murong Fu not only sighed in his heart: The Jurchen tribe was finally unified by the Wanyan tribe, it was not an accidental thing. The group of people in front of them are just a group of semi-civilized and brave people, and they are still far from the so-called "invincible".

But since the opponent is so easy to deal with, it saves me a lot of time.

Murong Fu smiled at Wanyan Yingge and said, "Speak louder and tell them: The Wanyan tribe is blessed by the gods. Anyone who dares to attack the Wanyan tribe will be punished by heaven. The man who was knocked down just now is proof of that."

Wanyan Yingge was startled and immediately understood what Murong Fu meant. The two curves of autumn water curved into a crescent moon: "Master, you don't want to kill too many people, right? So you deliberately scare them like this?" The playful look is very much like A'Zhu pretending to be a ghost. The way you look when you're teasing someone.

Murong Fu deliberately said with a straight face: "You have discovered my master's secret. In order not to reveal my master's true intention, I have no choice but to silence you!"

Wanyan Yingge deliberately pretended to be scared and said, "Young Master, I was wrong. I will never talk nonsense again. Can you just pretend that I didn't say anything just now?"

"Hahahaha!"

After a few words of teasing, Wanyan Yingge lay on the fence, with her hands on both sides of her lips, and shouted with all her strength: "You people, listen: Wanyan is blessed by God. The offense you just committed has already been punished." Make the gods angry. Leave now, otherwise the gods will punish you, and all of you will suffer!" Fortunately, the distance of a hundred or so steps is not too far, and Wanyan Yingge's voice came out clearly. In the ears of the Jurchens below each.

At this time, under the village wall, the two hundred or so weak people left behind by the Wanyan Department were nervously observing the situation outside through the hole in the wall. Seeing the strange scene that had just happened, they were also confused for a moment. They only knew that they didn't know what was going on. The reason is that these tiger and wolf enemies were frightened.

At this moment, Shi Hu's death poured cold water on the heads of this group of brave people who had only had high morale just now. After all, the scene just now looked too much like it was caused by an unknown mysterious force. For this group of barbarians, who were not too civilized, being able to hold back from running at this time was a matter of courage.

The young man who had just shouted that he wanted to kidnap Ying Ge was so frightened that his face turned pale. He could not hold his legs while playing the pipa. His two rows of teeth were fighting each other endlessly. If he were not afraid of losing his prestige in front of the tribe, he would have turned around at this time. Escaped.

Even so, he, who was already timid, had completely lost his mind at this moment. He could only look at the elder Yi Shilie: "What should I do? Brother Shihu was punished by God and died. If we persist in our persistence, I'm afraid You’re going to end up with the same fate. Why don’t you just run away?”

Yi Shilie's face turned blue, and he became even more angry after hearing such stupid words from the young man. He suppressed his anger and shouted in a low voice: "Run? Run back and wait for Aguda to defeat Wu Chunbu." , will they go door to door to kill us? If we come here today, we will either conquer the Wanyan tribe, or we will be slaughtered by the Wanyan tribe in the future!"

"But, my opponent is a god!" The young man's expression was so ugly that he almost cried.

In such a moment, Yi Shilie relied on his own experience and reacted after experiencing the initial fear. He guessed a thing or two about the truth of the matter and gritted his teeth and said: "There are no gods, only gods and ghosts. I heard that the Central Plains warriors When one is highly skilled in martial arts, they can achieve incredible feats with hidden weapons. I guess it's because of the kid on the tower that he's probably a Central Plains martial artist. His hidden weapon techniques are also not surprising.”

Hearing this, the young man's fear subsided a little, but the thought that Shi Hu might die from some clever hidden weapon technique still made him tremble: "But..."

Yi Shilie said angrily: "Don't be ink, even if there are so many of us here, as long as we swarm up, he can't kill us all. As long as he can get close, hundreds of us can trample him to death!" Don’t you want that girl Ying Ge? Now that the unfortunate Shi Hu is dead, no one will fight you! She is yours!”

The young man looked up and saw Ying Ge's beautiful face. He couldn't help but feel hot in his heart. After all, lust overcame his reason. He gritted his teeth and said, "Okay! Give it a try!"

Murong Fu heard the conversation between the two people and couldn't help but shake his head and sigh. Then he pinched out a pebble and flicked it lightly. A hundred steps away, a blood flower exploded, and the young man just lifted it. His head instantly softened.

Yi Shilie was shocked and turned pale. Just as he was about to order someone to protect him, there was another loud noise. Yi Shilie's few remaining old teeth fell like dominoes, and he fell off his horse, his face covered in blood.

In the blink of an eye, as if seeing a ghost, the three leaders were either dead or wounded. The Jurchen coalition army, which was originally a ragtag group, suddenly lost all morale. Someone shouted, and thousands of people suddenly dispersed like birds and beasts.

Wu Yashu, who was hiding behind the village wall, saw this scene clearly and knew that this was a rare opportunity. Regardless of his injuries, he drew his sword and shouted: "Brothers and fathers of the Wanyan Department, Follow me and fight out!"