Everyone who had been paying attention to Shenglu from beginning to end finally shifted their eyes slightly, looked at this young man who came first and came first, tilted his head and smiled slightly, and said: "Don't get me wrong, this son, I Murong Qiushui likes fair trading the most, and Tong Su is not bullied, so I will naturally give you a reasonable price." ”

Fang Zhuo glanced at the four big men who were dressed in black stewards beside Murong Qiushui, and gathered around him, his movements were crisp and neat, and he also exuded a trace of murderous aura, smiled helplessly, and said, "This is how the son is a fair deal?"

Murong Qiushui pursed his lips, but the old men in the family always taught themselves that there must be demons when things go wrong. In the face of such a little guy, it stands to reason that he will rob it if he signs it, but in the end this is the Misty Forest, although the little guy in front of him has no force fluctuations, but in the end he is stepping on a raw deer and carrying a giant sword that looks terrifying, or is it better to be careful, and there must be an excuse for the worst thing, right?

Hearing Fang Zhuo's words, Murong Qiushui waved his hand, let the surroundings retreat, and held back a smile again: "What's the matter?

Fang Zhuo glanced at the other party, and then unceremoniously stretched out his hand and pointed to the distance on his side.

Murong Qiushui's eyes turned around and made secret contact with the black-clothed steward beside him, and he couldn't hide the shock in his heart.

This misty forest environment is special, although this is already the periphery, but the sniper who is hidden in the distance is also tens of meters away, even if it is the strength of the black-clothed steward, it can't be found at this distance, but it is seen through by this little guy at a glance?

But thinking about it this way, Murong Qiushui didn't have so many fears, it made sense that this kid could capture a live deer, and the possibility of a master hiding aside was greatly reduced.

Thinking of this, Murong Qiushui's eyes rolled, and he waved his hand to signal the scout who was temporarily acting as a sniper to step back, then raised his eyebrows and said, "Boy, I am a third-level strength, and I don't bully you, I will fight you with a first-level force, and if I win, what if I sell the deer to me?"

Fang Zhuo glanced up at Murong Qiushui, glanced around, and then slowly spoke, "What if you lose?"

Murong Qiushui looked at Fang Zhuo's calm expression and was stunned for a moment, and then smiled evilly: "I lost and recognized you as the eldest brother, how about it?"

Hearing this, Fang Zhuo didn't bother to refute, he took down the giant sword behind his back with one hand, and "gently" placed it on the ground, and under the huge weight, the giant sword was inserted into the ground like cutting tofu.

When Murong Qiushui saw this scene, his eyelids couldn't help jumping, and he began to have a trace of doubt in his heart if he would end up pitting himself by proposing this gamble. However, after looking back and confirming that this kid was indeed the force node dim, he was relieved again.

Murong Qiushui looked at the young man opposite and threw his fist, obviously preparing to fight empty-handed, but Murong Qiushui prided himself on never bullying others, so he handed over the gorgeous short gun to the black-clothed steward beside him, and then twisted his wrist, only then he laughed twice and looked at the young man opposite.

Fang Zhuo was unmoved, but in fact, there was still a trace of unknown apprehension in his heart.

In addition to being beaten by Lao Jiao and Chen Fusheng, he doesn't seem to have fought.

Murong Qiushui looked at Fang Zhuo, who was silent, pursed his lips, stepped back, exerted force under his foot, and several yellow rays of light were wrapped around his right fist, and then came with a punch to his chest.

As soon as this punch came out, Fang Zhuo felt as if there was a kind of power to pull this Fang Zhuo towards Murong Qiushui's fist, ordinary people may really not be able to dodge, and maybe there will be a more violent next punch, but this traction force is too weak compared to Lao Jiao, Fang Zhuo didn't plan to defend, but his fists were like a full moon with a bow, and then a punch went straight out like a green dragon out of the water.

The black-clothed steward on the side saw Murong Qiushui's punch, and then nodded with relief. The black-clothed steward surnamed Wang Mingfu, although he did not have the glory of the chief steward being given the surname Murong, if he was the leader of the Murong family, he could naturally see that as soon as Murong Qiushui fought, he was already at the bottom of the box.

Murong Qiushui's punch, the wisps of yellow light wrapped around the fist, is one of the core secret methods of the Murong family, the name is: "Xingyue Cave Heaven", and judging from Murong Qiushui's current punch, he has entered the realm of "starry dots", although it is only the first level, but at the age in front of him, it is rare in the entire family.

Besides, his young master's choice of fighting the lion and the rabbit, the old man admired it quite in his heart, but seeing Fang Zhuo's choice to punch hard, Wang Fu smiled, this battle is decided! With this raw deer, not to mention the mistake of the young master Qiushui who secretly ran out this time will be offset, and then ask the chief steward to take action, the talent of the little boy in front of him will definitely be able to go to a higher level

However, in the next moment, Fang Zhuo punched out, letting out a slight scream, Murong Qiushui let out a strange scream, and the original force of the three force nodes flowed instantly, and he didn't dare to retain his strength anymore, and the previous words about fighting with first-level strength were also left behind without hindrance. However, at the moment of the fight, Murong Qiushui found that his understanding of this punch was still not enough, and a dull sound sounded the moment the two fists touched.

Wang Fu looked at the scene in front of him with a gloomy face, Murong Qiushui's all-out punch was in vain, although the little guy was repelled by a punch for four or five meters, but obviously there was not the slightest damage, if it wasn't for the slightest demonic spirit, he would have suspected that this little guy came out of those few demon clan ancestral peaks. However, Wang Fu still took a few steps forward, in addition to being able to intervene in the young master's battle situation in time, it was also to put a trace of pressure on Fang Zhuo.

Fang Zhuo glanced at it, not believing that Murong Qiushui, who had returned in vain, waved his arms, this punch can be regarded as an intuitive understanding of his own strength, most of the force was decomposed and eliminated by the mandala flower level, plus he was under the beating of Lao Jiao and Li Taibai, his physical strength was amazing, and this punch was evenly divided.

According to the division of the strength of the empire, the generals are divided into nine levels, one to three are the division level, four to six are intermediate, and when you step up to the seventh level, you will step into the threshold of high-level cultivation.

Murong Qiushui itself is a third-level strength, coupled with the obvious secret method of the Murong family, only one punch should already be the top strength of the third-level cultivation, Fang Zhuo smiled slightly, it seems that he has suffered hardships and beatings these days, and he has finally not suffered in vain, plus the mandala flower in the Force node slowly turned, the remaining power of this punch was easily eliminated.

Fang Zhuo smiled heartily, and then said silently: "Come and don't be rude", and rushed out again. Before Murong Qiushui came back to his senses, he saw Fang Zhuo's rather delicate fist in front of him, and subconsciously put on a defensive posture, but after receiving the first punch, Murong Qiushui regretted it, the other party punched one after another, and there seemed to be a unique charm between each punch, like the mountains and rivers, the waves of the sea, and there seemed to be no end.

It wasn't until Fang Zhuo handed out the eighteen punches one after another that Murong Qiushui's force had already been on the verge of being broken, and a powerful momentum suddenly inserted into the battle, Fang Zhuo was like being thrown in front of the giant python for tens of meters in an instant, watching the giant python spit out a letter and open his mouth, Fang Zhuo subconsciously handed out the nineteen punches, and then Fang Zhuo flew out with Murong Qiushui.

Murong Qiushui, who was lying on the ground, looked incredulous. Although there are no geniuses in this world who skip the level of battle, such as those perverts on the current imperial list, there are those who can challenge the level of the cross-level. But to say that if you meet a beggar outside the Misty Forest, you can fight against each other, and the foil is still yourself, which makes Murong Qiushui unable to figure it out.

Therefore, Murong Qiushui, who was smashed through the protection by a chaotic fist, was stunned for dozens of seconds before turning over and getting up, but he didn't immediately turn his face and deny people, waved his hand to wave back the family guards who were guarding around him, but instead sighed a few times, and then asked Wang Fu, who had just affected the situation but didn't really intervene in the battle: "Is it really not a demon clan?"

Wang Fu nodded, and then said, "It seems to be an amazing secret method of forging the body."

Murong Qiushui tilted his head and thought for a while, then waved his big hand, looking like a general scolding Fang Xuan, and then popped out of his mouth: "Tie up"

Then he turned around and went first, and as for what happened behind him, he didn't have to think about it to know what was going to happen.

"Why, shouldn't you call Brother Sheng first?" a voice came from behind him.

Murong Qiushui turned his head, smiled slightly, and said, "Don't make trouble!"

Wang Fu smiled helplessly, not that he didn't want to remind Murong Qiushui that the other party was alone in the Misty Forest, although it was the periphery, but most of the people who dared to wander around here were not easy to mess with, who knew if there was such a thing as a case?

However, since the little master is determined to make a move, he naturally will not have any objections, even if this is not the Murong family's sphere of influence, but in the end it is still in the northwest. Wang Fu turned around and instructed the first person in the guards to clean up the mess, and he wanted to escort Murong Qiushui to go first.

Fang Zhuo glanced at Murong Qiushui, who was about to break the contract, shook his head, and then grabbed the Xuanguang beside him like lightning, supported it on the ground with one hand, dodged a swiftly grabbed palm, and after landing, but the other two were already in front of him, Fang Zhuo no longer kept it, let go of the long sword with his right hand, and hit it with lightning-like fists, and then the two flew out, and then grabbed the Xuanguang who had not yet landed, and in an instant, he landed behind a big tree with a diameter of several meters, but there was already a figure on the opposite side that stopped there, officially the middle-aged man who was pressing the formation.

In an instant, the four people on the opposite side laid three lines of defense, and the family's law was undoubtedly revealed.

The middle-aged man who was originally in the formation was the captain of this family guard, and he glanced at the location where the original sniper was, and when Fang Zhuo broke through the two of them in the second line of defense, he had already begun to break through, and when Fang Zhuo landed behind the giant tree, a stream of bullets had completely sealed Fang Zhuo's early escape route, and the captain of the personal guard landed opposite Fang Zhuo almost at the same time.

A fourth-level Force master, plus three second-level Force masters and a sniper, in the face of such an unreasonable battle, Fang Zhuo seemed to have no other choice but to be captured.