"No, no, no, I don't believe it. "Murong Ziqi's face is hideous, he was cultivated by the Murong family, how can he be inferior to people in the world?

Murong Ziqi's face was hideous, and he immediately clenched the Ziwei soft sword, and his internal strength surged out,

The momentum of the whole person has also reached the peak.

Then, Ziwei soft sword, a sword stabbed out, like a poisonous snake out of a hole, and bit towards Wu Tian.

Swish!

On the way, the soft sword brushed through the air, and a strange sound was heard.

Wu Tian made a move, and when the soft sword approached him, Wu Tian flicked his fingers,

"Qiang"

The fingers flicked on the blade of the soft sword, and suddenly, the soft sword shook.

The next moment, Murong Ziqi retreated violently, and he almost couldn't hold the Ziwei soft sword in his hand.

Wu Tian smiled at the corner of his mouth: "Did your Sword Emperor Master teach you such a sword? ”

Murong Ziqi may be regarded as the best among the younger generation, but he is not taken seriously by Wu Tian.

This city is a bit boring.

What about outside the city?

Is there anything else hidden?

This is something Wu Tian wants to know.

"You...... You insult me?" Murong Zi was furious and wanted to show the sword technique that the Sword Emperor had taught him.

Wu Tian shook his head, went up directly, and pointed his finger at Murong Ziqi,

This point seems very light, and without much strength, it is easy to deal with the same.

When Murong Ziqi raised Ziwei's soft sword to resist,

"Boom!"

Murong Ziqi's mouth was shocked, and blood was dripping. Murong Ziqi's heart became more and more frightened.

His hands were numb. His hands trembled with fear at the same time.

Scarlet blood flowed down the wound on his hand.

"How is that possible...... Why is he so strong?"

Murong Ziqi was shocked to death, and his scalp was numb.

He couldn't have imagined that someone flicked it lightly, and the lethality was so great?

It's just incredible.

Murong Ziqi doubted that his master, the Sword Emperor, could make this step.

One finger, so powerful, if even if the Sword Emperor had told him this before, Murong Ziqi would have felt that this was like a fantasy.

However, this is just the beginning.

"Whew!"

Wu Tian seemed to be teasing a small animal, and nodded with another finger.

This point out that

"Boom!"

The crape myrtle soft sword couldn't bear it and shattered directly.

He pointed out the next point,

"Click!"

Murong Ziqi resisted with his fist, and the bones of his hand shattered.

Wu Tian pointed again,

Murong Zi panicked, cold sweat flowed,

If you continue to fight, you will die.

Murong Ziqi is to escape from this place.

But there is no escape,

Wu Tianyi pointed out that

Murong Ziqi vomited blood and flew out upside down. There is not the slightest power of resistance.

Now, Murong Ziqi had collapsed to the ground, and he was gasping weakly.

"How...... How can there be such a big gap?"

There was more and more blood on Murong Ziqi's body, and in an instant, the white shirt on Murong Ziqi's body had been stained with blood.

Wu Tian continued to walk up.

"No...... Don't kill me. Murong Ziqi lay on the ground, his eyes filled with incomparable shock and fear.

He didn't believe he would have such a day.

It is easy to be defeated by people, and it is possible to be killed by people like ants.

This blow was too terrible and too heavy for him.

He couldn't take it.

He didn't want to die even more,

He finally got to this point,

The Murong family, in modern times, is the most promising person to restore the country.

How can he die?

Murong Zizi looked at each other,

But no one stood up and interceded for Murong Ziqi.

The relationship between them and Murong Ziqi is half-brother, and some are still brothers of the same father and mother, but no one has come forward.

They themselves were scared to death.

They hated Murong Ziqi and brought them here.

...... "this...... Is this really Wu Tian?" Zheng Tianshi and Hong Mei have seen Wu Tian's medical skills, but they have never seen Wu Tian's skills.

Seeing this, their eyes were also full of disbelief.

Oh, my God!

Is this really human?

Zheng Tianshi and Hong Mei both participated in the Anti-Japanese War back then, and they have seen many powerful characters, but relying on one finger, people who are so powerful, Zheng Tianshi and Hong Mei have really never seen them.

This...... This is a demon!

"The prime minister has a descendant, great, great. After reacting, Zheng Tianshi was overjoyed.

The same goes for Hong Mei.

...... Da-da-da-da!

Footsteps sounded,

Wu Tian finally came to the front of Murong Ziqi.

Murong Ziqi raised his head and looked at Wu Tian who was close at hand, he was even more frightened, demeanor or something, in the face of death, he disappeared completely.

"You...... You can't kill me, I'm your cousin. ”

A true hero, fearless in the face of death,

However, Murong Ziqi, he is not a hero. His talent is above the average hero, but he doesn't have the heart of the hero.

"There are too many people who don't want to die, and they don't want to die in the end?" The corners of Wu Tian's mouth outlined a cold arc, not wanting to let go of Murong Ziqi.

Because he has already touched Wu Tian's bottom line.

"Dad, grandpa......" Murong Ziqi shouted.

"No, no, no. Murong Zhong was looking at this grandson,

In the end, he ran out and said to Wu Tian: "Can you let him go for the sake of him being your cousin?"

Wu Tian smiled and glanced at the audience: "Is there anyone else, pleading for Murong Ziqi?"

His tone was cold,

The cold is called air, and the temperature drops. Those who felt this couldn't help but tremble.

Murong Guangfu, as Murong Ziqi's father, he wanted to stand up, but he found that he didn't dare.

He struggled inwardly.

"Ziqi is my son, he is going to die, no, as a father, I can't let him die. ”

But another thought appeared in my mind: "You have many sons, and he is only one of your sons, what if he dies? Do you want to go up? If Wu Tian even kills you, what should I do? Not only did he not save his son, but he lost his own life." ”

Murong Guangfu was very uncomfortable, he wanted to stand up, but he didn't dare, he hated himself for being weak. He gritted his teeth, blood flowed out, but he still didn't dare, as if his feet had taken root and he couldn't get out.

...... "Murong Ziqi, did you see it, your father doesn't care about you at all!"

"Wang Tu's daydream of hegemony can be called the decay of a family, or the decay of family affection. ”

"All dust to dust, dust to dust. ”

Wu Tian lifted his right foot and stepped on Murong Ziqi's heart,

With this step, Murong Ziqi was bound to die of heartbreak.

"No, my master...... My master is the Sword Emperor!"

His heart ached, his biological father Murong Guangfu actually treated him like this.

But Murong Ziqi immediately thought of his master, the Sword Emperor, and he really loved his apprentice.

Murong Ziqi believed that the Sword Emperor favored him like a father to his son. If something happens to him, the Sword Emperor will not sit idly by.

But how could the name of the Sword Emperor deter Wu Tian?

(End of chapter)