Martial Arts: at the Beginning of the Opening Mouth, Hi Yaoyue Was Forcibly Captured and Moved to Hu

Any black-armored cavalry he touches will be annihilated by ashes.

Black smoke obscures the sky, like a scene of the end of the world.

Wait until the twelve sword shadows of the Thunder Pond Sword Formation are all shot out.

Only heard the 'ding' a harsh and crisp sound.

The black smoke in the sky was instantly shaken away.

The Fourth Master and Murong Bo appeared again.

At this moment, Murong Bo saw the opportunity, and with a stroke of a thousand-handed Tathagata, he slammed the back of the fourth master.

However, the fourth master had long expected that the simple long knife was like an antelope hanging its horns, and there was no trace to be found.

Flying backwards, the last hair came first, and slashed towards the back of Murong Bo's neck at a faster speed.

In an instant, forty-nine strokes were paired.

Murong Bo did everything he could, not only the ancestral martial arts of the Murong family, but also the first-class martial arts that he had collected incognito over the years.

But no matter how complicated and intricate the moves, the Fourth Master has always made swords.

Either chop or slap, or split or swipe.

Sword Qi rushed into the sky.

Suppressing Murong Bo hurriedly fell to the mountainside below.

The earth is shaking and the mountains are shaking.

The wine and vegetables in front of Zhu Yunlie were scattered all over the floor, Li Qingluo and Wang Yuyan were unsteady, and both fell into Zhu Yunlie's arms.

Fragrant wind hits his face, drilling straight into his nose.

"Madam, Miss Wang, let's get used to each other. It's not good to take advantage of me."

Li Qingluo and Wang Yuyan quickly stood up, ashamed and embarrassed.

Wang Yuyan was thin-skinned, like a fire, and hid behind Li Qingluo.

"Young Master Zhu is joking... I am old Zhu Huang, how dare I take advantage of Young Master Zhu..."

"Madam is joking." Zhu Yunlie's fingers were frivolous, and the jug that fell on the ground flew upside down, "What is stunning? It's very simple, even if you look down and can't see your toes, what does Madam think?"

Originally, Li Qingluo was still calm.

But this sentence made her as shy as her daughter Wang Yuyan.

They are all looking into the distance.

When Zhu Yunlie made a frivolous teasing.

The fourth master is not ambiguous at all.

With one knife, Murong Bo fell to the yam, and there was a huge round pit in the depression for dozens of miles, which was shocking.

Above the lake, the Fourth Master closed his knife and looked into the distance, his complexion was slightly rosy.

It's been a long time since I've had a head-to-head fight with someone, so I'm somewhat unaccustomed to it.

But beating Murong Bo was not too difficult.

Right now.

On the ruined half-mountain in the distance, the hustle and bustle suddenly filled the air, as if some giant object was rolling in,

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A ravine was torn out of the earth.

It was Murong Bo who was rushing here.

After reaching the top of the lake, the water blasting to both sides formed a water curtain that was too high to reach the top.

One punch!

Big crash!

Fight for your life!

At this point in the duel, Murong Bo has a clearer understanding of the horror of the fourth master.

The peak of the three layers of heaven and man is indeed unattainable.

Except for the hard bridge and hard horse on the front, at the cost of the gas movement of the descendants of the royal family of Dayan, there is still nothing to do.

Murong Bo's mood gradually changed.

He knew that the death of his only son, Murong Fu, had become a knot in his heart.

It is difficult to unlock unless 'Zhu Xian' is killed.

With this knot, it is the biggest obstacle for warriors, especially warriors with transcendent realms.

If he really couldn't kill 'Zhu Xian' if he entered, Murong Bo was very sure that it would be almost impossible to break through to the triple realm of heaven and man in the future, or even the gods of the land.

So, no matter what, do your best today.

There is one last trick that has not been used.

It's just that that move is very involved, it doesn't matter if you win, if you lose, not only will you not be able to kill the enemy, but even the revival plan is completely fleeting.

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Between hesitations, Murong clasped his fists and hammered with both hands, and slammed the head of the fourth master with a big weeduo pestle.

The light of the sword is like the Milky Way, and it splits the big Weeduo pestle of the majestic treasure elephant.

The two are no longer simply fighting each other.

With the center of Mantuo Villa, within a thousand miles is their battlefield.

Earth dragons turn the soil, landslides and ground cracks.

When it meets water, it flows.

When it meets a mountain, it shatters.

Except for Mantuo Villa, there is hardly an inch intact within a thousand miles.

When Murong Bo made his move, he waited for an opportunity to pass the fourth master, and wanted to kill 'Zhu Xian' and Li Qingluo as soon as possible.

As long as it is successful, there is no need to use the trick of pressing the bottom of the box, why fight to the death with the peak powerhouse of the three-layered realm of heaven and man.

However, the fourth grandfather refused to let him do so.

The sword is getting more and more fierce, and a knife is better than a knife.

The purple light penetrates the sky and the earth, and it can be seen clearly from thousands of miles away.

Including the court masters of the Song Dynasty who watched the battle secretly.

There were only a dozen or so when they came.

Up to now, there are only two people left under Chiyu.

If he hadn't reached the Great Master Realm, he would probably have ended up with no bones left.

I prayed secretly in my heart, and God Hou quickly bring people here.

There are cities and no villages within a thousand miles, but if this is the case, the spread will inevitably become wider and wider.

Zhu Yunlie was still at ease.

This kind of confrontation is unpredictable.

It is a rare opportunity to be visited by a strong man from heaven to seek revenge.

In addition to taking this opportunity to see the destructive power of this level, you can also take a look at Murong Bo's moves.

I was feeling that the martial arts of the Murong family were only so old.

Murong Bo took advantage of his strength to soar upward.

Seeing that he had no chance to fight again, he made up his mind and used the last trick.

"call--"

Slowly let out a breath of foul breath.

Murong Bo's temperament changed suddenly.

If you say that before, he was just a warrior who was a strong man.

But now, the momentum has changed dramatically.

It was Zhu Yunlie, who couldn't help but be shocked when he saw this.

"Sacrifice all the luck of the descendants of the royal family of Dayan!"

"Does Murong Bo really want to gamble?"

It is very different from the mirage that was just built.

At this time above the sky, behind Murong Bo.

Treasure is solemn!

The weather is amazing!earth.

86 The remnant of the imperial concubine dragon of the subjugated country has also been beheaded for you!

Heaven and earth luck, illusory.

Only the truly strong, or those who gather the fortunes, can master it.

It is said that a thin dead camel is bigger than a horse.

Although the state of Yan has long since passed by, but as a descendant of the royal family, Murong Bo still bears a strong fortune.

The means of combining all into one blow is indistinguishable from all-or-nothing.

Won, pours and pours.