Man Huang Feng Bao

"who are you?"

Ye Chuan looked at the chasing son who came over on the face, his face was a little cold, Zhu Sijia and the fat man standing beside him, his face was tense and tense.

A true five-person master, even if the great elder Zhu Guohong is here, it is not necessarily the opponent of this purple robe young man!

"who am I?"

The chasing man wearing a precious purple silk robes smiled coldly and continued to walk toward Ye Chuan. He continued slowly and said: "Mu Rong chasing the wind, you can call me Murong, or call me a chasing son."

The masters of the cold-eyed spectators suddenly rioted.

In the Daqin dynasty, there were many powerful families, some of them were prosperous, some were rich, but the most powerful ones were the three giants of the capital. One is good at business, and the business is spread all over the corner of the mainland. One is the dragon family that started from the refining device and occupies 90% of the market of Daqin Dynasty weapons. The other is the master of production, each generation is a master. Murong family.

After years of development, the three great families have deep roots, not only over many princes, but even many cultivating sects are far behind. Among the three great families, the Murong family is the most powerful. Murong’s old master has cultivated to the peak of the real people hundreds of years ago. For centuries, he has been retreating and not asking the world. According to legend, he has cultivated to the semi-holy realm. Impact on a bottleneck. Once it breaks through to the saints, the Murong family will be above all the family and become the world's first giant. Murong chasing the wind is the leader of the young generation of the Murong family, also known as Murong Gongzi.

"It turned out to be the family of the Murong family in Beijing. It’s no wonder that the audience is so big, and the twelve real-life guards are all beautiful women!"

"This is one of the three lessers in the capital, Murong chasing the wind, it is not as famous as the meeting, it really is the dragon and the phoenix. It is said that his knife method has been superb, and the old master even passed the family to the Baotian knife and passed it to him, claiming to be the future. Knife holy!"

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People talked a lot and stood by.

The poisonous fog on the stone sarcophagus is very dangerous. It just needs someone to stand up and test and resolve. The masters who are eager to win the treasure don't mind Murong chasing the wind and pushing Ye Chuan to the altar, let the latter try to test the truth. Tuoba’s bird was worried and wanted to ask his father to pull out the bear and help Ye Chuan again. The result was not yet opened, and it was **** by Tuo Xiong.

Murong chased the wind and stood upright, and raised his proud head. It looked more like Yushu, and there was a touch of sneer on his face. People’s exclamations and arguments sound very useful.

Liu Hong is also laughing, laughing, but on the surface is pretending to be a petite drop to follow Murong.

"It sounds very powerful, but unfortunately, I have never heard of it." Ye Chuan said, a sincere and sincere look, "The name is chasing the wind, is it really faster than the wind?"

In the hall, I suddenly stopped.

The Murong family, the head of the three great families in Beijing, is in the Daqin dynasty. It is not necessary to say in the influence of the secular world, and the cultivation of the sects does not dare to underestimate. Ye Chuantang, a cloud-like disciple, actually said that he had never heard of it, this...

Murong’s face chasing the wind and sinking down, some can’t stand it.

I just used it to enjoy the amazement and awe of the masters. In the twinkling of an eye, Ye Chuan said, ‘I haven’t heard it’. The face was burning like a stretched neck and was slapped by Ye Chuan.

"Is it really faster than the wind? If you try it, you won't know it? Boy, you can't beat your slap in the three strokes, I won't be Murong!"

Murong chased the wind and angered. When the voice did not fall, he flew on the body and slaped it to the face of Ye Chuan.

Just now, he just took the lead in Liu Hong and punished Ye Chuan. Now, in a rage, I personally shot it, not for Liu Hong, but for himself and the Murong family. All those who despise and insult the Murong family must die!

call! Murong chasing the wind is not close, the strong palm of the hand makes people unable to open their eyes, the body of the robes hunting.

The onlookers suddenly changed their faces and retreated.

Murong's pursuit of the wind is extremely fast, and the power is even more amazing. A true human master is not necessarily able to stand up. Only the five-year-old Ye Chuan can't hide. This slap shot, let alone the face, is a huge stone to crack.

This is not a face-to-face teaching to Ye Chuan. It is clearly to be the life of Ye Chuan. If you don’t agree, you will kill him!

People were shocked. Ye Chuan was a great disciple of Yunwu Zong. He killed him in public. It was not in the eyes of the cloud sect. The raccoon and the wind did not dare to do this. The Murong chasing the wind is not Slightly scruples. Murong family is really a family of Murong, domineering!

The Tuoba bird was anxious, but he was not only tied up, but his mouth was blocked. He could only watch Murong chasing the wind.

Murong chasing the wind and arrogantly chasing the wind, not only is the arrogance pretentious, but the speed is also extraordinary. The sound echoed in the hall, and it was already in front of Ye Chuan, and it was close at hand.

The screams of people rang, the sound of the screaming in the throat of the bird, and the tears smashed.

The strong palms came too fast and too fierce. Zhu Sijia and the fat man standing next to Ye Chuan couldn't respond, and their eyes could not open. Murong chased the wind and rushed up, I was afraid that Ye Chuan could not escape, and they both had to be hurt!

Ye Chuan suddenly moved, reaching out and pushing Zhu Sijia and the fat man to the left and right. The lower body didn't move very much. It seemed that the feet were nailed to the ground, but the upper body was shaking from side to side. Shaking is not big, but the speed is getting faster and faster. In the end, it seems that the upper body does not move from a distance, but the face is a little fuzzy, and there is a residual image beside him. Murong chased the wind and slap it, just hit a shadow and hit it.

"Hey...when did this kid learn the wind of our five-doors? Liu Hong, the monk secretly passed it on to him?"

The cold-eyed wind screamed and screamed, and then it felt wrong.

The practice of Ye Chuan's exhibition seems to be very similar to that of Wuyimen. But when you look closely, there are quite a few differences in the details. It is far above the wind of Wuyimen. It is a more advanced technique.

The wind has always been known for its wind and wind, and a pair of eyes gradually light up. Suddenly, a similar but more powerful technique was discovered. For him, the attraction is no less than the treasure in the stone, even more meaningful. He can be sure that if Ye Chuan’s method is taken over and his realm and cultivation are done, it will be a tiger and a well-deserved king of the wind!

"The second palm, kid, don't hide if you have the ability!"

Murong chased the wind and screamed, and once again took a shot, this time faster, with a harsh sound between the action. This speed is no less than the art of the wind, like a hurricane to Ye Hao.