There is such a person in this world that even if they take a shower eight times a day, it is difficult to hide the smell of their body - the smell of danger.

Yan Murong was a person who had been on the verge of life and death a few times, how could he not be aware of this dangerous aura? Besides, Hua Sheng is not a fool, he is an old man, no matter how high his kung fu is, he is also old - he is afraid of being young and strong, and this is the truth. How could he not bring someone?

"You found me?" The voice of death came from the darkness at the entrance of the courtyard. "I remember I had a shower today."

This cold joke is obviously not very funny, Yan Murong looked at the god of death, this time, he did not appear in the image of a middle-aged uncle, but a standard blonde handsome guy.

I have to admit that this guy's disguise technique is much stronger than the plastic surgery of the little stick, at least Yan Murong can't see any traces of disguise on his face.

When you go out, you always have to prepare a few more masks, Yan Murong sighed secretly in her heart, the god of death is like this, why shouldn't he be?

Yan Murong guessed right, Hua Sheng couldn't come alone, the god of death came out, and he was followed by three men in black suits, it seems that this time he wanted to kill him at one time.

"Let's fight again?" The Grim Reaper looked at Yan Murong and said. This guy is a paranoid violent maniac, and he is very excited when he sees an opponent who can match him.

"Don't fight." Yan Murong looked at him with a smile on his face. "I'm here to kill people today."

"What a coincidence, I'm yes too." The Grim Reaper made another not-so-funny joke.

"yes, that's a coincidence." The smile on Yan Murong's face became brighter and brighter, and he looked at the god of death and said. "Your opponent is not me, though."

As he spoke, he looked at Hua Sheng and said. "You just said that I was too smart, and I just praised me for you—you see, you said I was smart, and if I did something stupid again, would I be so sorry for you? Do you think I'll really come by myself? ”

Yan Murong's words were like a signal. As soon as the words fell, there was a rush of footsteps outside the small courtyard, and then, several black shadows quickly flashed into the small courtyard, and the scene fell silent for a while.

"Huaxia Longteng?" The Grim Reaper broke the silence, and he looked at the others with interest, a happy expression on his face. "Yes, yes, it looks like I played some today."

"Hahaha, Death, it's been a long time." Suddenly, there was a burst of laughter outside the small courtyard, this laughter, there was a feeling of looking at the world, and before the person appeared, the laughter already made people's hearts tremble.

Soon, King Kong's figure appeared at the door. "There is a play, but your opponent is me, not them."

Seeing King Kong appear, the smile on the face of the god of death retracted, the master, the perception of danger is far beyond ordinary people, he can feel that the old man in front of him is definitely not below him.

"Good, good." Hua Sheng stepped aside quietly, unable to see any expression on his face, and shouted at the Grim Reaper. "What are you waiting for, do it."

Before he could finish speaking, the Grim Reaper had already made a move, and his huge body was like a tank, rushing straight towards King Kong, slamming a straight fist into King Kong's face.

This punch seems simple, but the power in it is extremely domineering.

For masters, no matter how simple a move is, it can exert extraordinary power in their hands.

"It's good to come!"

King Kong shouted, his feet were forked, his whole body was suddenly surrounded by energy, and his feet fell the bluestone paved path.

With internal strength and external strength, Yan Murong can also do it, but it is obviously not the same level as King Kong's. The highest level of internal strength and external release is to be able to use qi to form a protective layer around the body, just like the talisman in fantasy novels. It seems that King Kong is ready to take the punch of the Grim Reaper.

"Boom!"

Death's fist smashed like thunder, and at the same time, King Kong's fist also met it. The two fists collided, and the sound was no less than that of a bomb exploding. Around the two of them, circles of circular ripples spread out at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The bluestone slab under King Kong's feet cracked around, and then turned into a pile of debris, but the Grim Reaper was shocked by this circle and flew upside down, hurriedly adjusting his body in the air, and then fell to the ground.

With this punch, the two of them were not hurt at all.

King Kong faced the Grim Reaper, Hu Mu, Little Snake and the returning Arhat against the three men in strong suits, Yan Murong became a spectator, but the corner of his eye kept looking at Hua Sheng's movements. He wanted to do it, but the old man's calm look made him a little uncertain.

Why don't you shoot him with a black gun? Yan Murong touched the pistol on his waist and thought to himself.

In film and television dramas, some so-called decent masters never disdain to use the moves of the yin behind them - however, Yan Murong is not those masters, he dares to do whatever he thinks.

The pistol safety he kept on his waist never turned off. As soon as this idea came to him, the gun was also drawn, but the moment the muzzle of the gun was raised, he saw that Hua Sheng also had an extra gun in his hand, and the muzzle of the gun was already aimed at his head.

Yan Murong was shocked, and was just about to dodge, when the accident happened again.

"Bang!" The gun went off.

"Poof!" It's the sound of bullets hitting the flesh.

Yan Murong was intact, but between him and the incarnation, there was one more person.

At the moment when Hua Sheng fired, Kronos, who was in a wheelchair, suddenly jumped up and used his body to help Yan Murong block the fatal bullet.

From the time he jumped to the time he was shot and landed, it was only a short second, but this second was enough for Yan Murong.

He didn't have time to think about why Kronos did this, the only thing he could do was take advantage of this second to fight back.

The figure flashed sharply, and when he rushed in front of Hua Sheng, it was too late to shoot again.

"Huh!"

A silver light flashed, and the soft sword on Yan Murong's waist had already slashed horizontally towards Hua Sheng, but he underestimated the old man's ability.

With a soft sound of "ding", a spark flashed, and the soft sword failed to sweep Hua Sheng, but was blocked by Hua Sheng - in his hand, I don't know when there was an extra sword that was the same as the soft sword in Yan Murong's hand.

"Murong, get out of the way, he's mine."

At this moment, an angry shout came from the air, and then the figure of the old man appeared above his head.

That's right, it was on the top of his head, in a barbed posture, holding a soft sword, and stabbing Huasheng's Heavenly Spirit Gai with his big head down.

What's yours and mine. At this time, Yan Murong paid attention to one-on-one fair heads-up, and it was only serious to leave people behind.

The corners of his mouth pulled up a beautiful arc, and at the same time, with a flick of his wrist, the soft sword was swung.

This sword, combined with the old man's barb, had already sealed the position where Hua Sheng could dodge.

Either the head is pierced or the chest is pierced, the choice is very difficult.