Looking at the other party's four glowing Force nodes, Fang Zhuo didn't think about it, and smashed the giant sword in his hand as a long stick, just on the opponent's arms, under this blow, although both feet fell into the ground, but his mighty and unforged sword was also unscathed.

This captain of the guard, who was also a little famous among the personal guards of the Murong family, frowned at this moment. The kid in front of him had an extremely intuitive acumen in his response, and chose a route that was most likely to escape. This blow in the face of himself was unexpectedly heavy, and the power of this sword had already chased straight after him, and this was the second time that he doubted whether the kid in front of him was from the demon clan. However, obviously the other party still didn't want to tear his face, otherwise it would not be the sword spine that he took just now, but the blade of the long sword.

This heavy sword was taken, Fang Zhuo was not surprised, a sword turned upward, directly interrupting the other party's intention to draw the sword, and the distance between the two was also forcibly opened by this sword by several meters.

Before Fang Zhuo could breathe a sigh of relief, the two of them had made up for it before, and at the same time, a second line of defense had once again formed on the periphery.

This time, because he didn't get the order to shoot, the two people who surrounded him were both carrying long knives, and Fang Zhuo's space was instantly compressed, but Fang Zhuo did not dodge, and the giant sword in his hand swept, but this time it was not the sword spine, but the blade.

The two of them looked at the giant sword just now, and their own captain was a little reluctant to do so, and neither of them had the strength, so they could only avoid it first.

After the two, it was the captain of the guard who picked them up.

This is very busy, from time to time with the scattered guards, from time to time with the captain of the guards, and then force the other party to go to the next round. It's just that from the very beginning, Fang Zhuo was in a hurry, and in the end, Fang Zhuo was more than pure, and even had a bit of a fish in water, there was already a gap between the swimming, except that the sniper on the periphery in the middle finally found an opportunity to shoot Fang Zhuo back, Fang Zhuo actually did his best to support, although this was the situation of trying to fight against the captain of the guard.

Fang Clumsy was very happy here, Murong Qiushui on the periphery had already stopped, his face was getting more and more gloomy, and Wang Fu on the side was indeed sinking more and more in his heart. Where did this monster come from?

Before Wang Fu came back to his senses, he heard Murong Qiushui on the side suddenly come out with a sunny face: "Senior, I'm sorry, I just want to learn from this little brother, Wanwang Haihan?"

At this time, Wang Fu was helpless and smiled, this was obviously not the first time Murong Qiushui had done this.

A few minutes later, the sunlight on Murong Qiushui's face disappeared slightly, and then he spoke: "Since you don't have a senior master to follow, and you don't look in the mirror, you dare to wander in this misty forest, and you dare to play tricks here?" Then don't blame me for being rude, Uncle Wang, you can make a move...... Don't leave your hands alone!"

Wang Fu nodded, the little master was still as thoughtful and suspicious as ever, this is not a bad thing in the Gaomen family, but he can go further, and he can naturally rise as a subordinate.

When Wang Fu heard this, a little under his feet, like a flying bird, instantly arrived behind Fang Zhuo not far away.

Fang Zhuo, who had just knocked off a personal guard with one punch, a pressure suddenly appeared, and without turning his head, Fang Zhuo knew that it was the man in black who had been pressing beside Murong Qiushui to make a move.

At this moment, although Wang Fu was far from reaching the level of oppressing people with "potential", for Fang Zhuo, he felt the momentum of the black clouds crushing the city.

didn't have time to react at all, and the next moment Fang Zhuo crossed the two and slammed into the trunk of the tree, Fang Zhuo had already stood firm with one hand. Then he held the hilt of the sword with both hands, and his eyes were fixed on the master in front of him who did not follow the rules.

Since he didn't follow the rules and made a move, Wang Fu naturally wouldn't be polite, he lightly crossed a distance of several meters, and slashed down with a palm, at this moment, this palm turned into the most powerful sword, standing in front of this palm, it would be broken.

However, the moment Wang Fu moved, Fang Zhuo had already retreated to the other side of the thick tree behind him, and after Wang Fu cut off the tree with one palm, Wang Fu found that the giant sword that Fang Zhuo had been holding in his hand had disappeared, and instead of appearing in his hand, there was a short knife with a purple tassel in his hand.

Wang Fu instantly reacted to where the giant sword was, and roared angrily, he had to do not hesitate to riot in the Force, even if he was seriously injured, he had to gain speed and retreat, so as to block this obviously ill-intentioned blow for the little master.

However, at this time, a familiar force was on Wang Fu's body, and Wang Fu was relieved, since the chief steward appeared, the other party should also die.

Wang Fu wiped the blood stains from the corner of his mouth because of the retrograde force, smiled gloomily, and was about to completely beat the thoughtful little guy on the opposite side half to death, and then let the little guy spit out all the secrets, and then ravage to death. Obviously, this blow that had been planned for a long time completely detonated the second-class steward of the Murong family, who was known for his good temper.

Turning around, the little guy on the opposite side had already crossed the captain of the guard for the second time, and there was only one step left to break through the encirclement.

Murong Qiushui, who was behind him, was also frightened into a cold sweat by the sword that broke through the air, and at this moment, he couldn't care about Murong Jia in front of him, jumped up and shouted angrily at Wang Fu: "Wang Fu, capture him for Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu wants to make him regret coming to this world."

Wang Fu, who was ordered, sneered and snorted coldly: "Little thing, Lao Tzu will teach you how to be a man today, lest you, a little cub who has no one to teach you, defile this world."

Without any hesitation, Wang Fu directly took off the gray long sword that had never been used on his waist, and the force was full of force, and the gray long sword flew towards Fang Zhuo in the distance like a long eye, Fang Zhuo only had time to block it in his chest with the giant sword in his hand, but with a blow from a seventh-level Force master, even if Fang Zhuo's body was boiled no matter how he came out, he would have to be seriously injured at least. Obviously, Wang Fu was already full of murderous intent for this little guy who didn't leave his hands.

It's just that he still couldn't step out when he took a step forward, and it was still Murong Jia, the chief steward who appeared in time behind him, who made a move and pressed Wang Fu in place with a light palm.

Wang Fu turned back in confusion, but saw the solemn look on Murong Jia's face that had never appeared before, and then he knew that something was wrong.

Looking back, the little guy who was supposed to be seriously injured and dying looked like he was underdrawn, but he was fine, and the gray seemed to have encountered some obstacle between the two, and he struggled to move forward but did not make any progress. Fang Zhuo just looked at Wang Fu quietly, and then said, "You want to teach me on behalf of my parents?"

Looking at this little cub who had broken his "rules" repeatedly, and asked himself calmly at this moment, Wang Fu was instantly angry, and he was about to ignore Murong Jia's gesture behind him, and he was going to tear the other party apart. However, the other path started from nowhere to be found, and the long sword that ended at the chest instantly shattered the anger in the chest, probably too fast, and the long sword created a long river of sword qi of about hundreds of meters, like a galaxy falling into the mortal world, with a terrifying momentum.

On top of the long sword, there was also an old man with a cold face, if it weren't for the messy gray hair, it would probably be like a sword fairy walking in the wind.

Wang Fu trembled suddenly, his head was covered with cold sweat, like a river full of fish and shrimp seeing a dragon, and he didn't dare to move in the slightest.

In this situation, how did Murong Qiushui and his party not know that they had kicked the iron plate.

Murong Jia stepped out and was about to speak, but a huge pressure suddenly appeared, silent but as heavy as a thousand pounds, and a black realm behind Murong Jia suddenly appeared uncontrollably, and a silver rune loomed in the black realm, obviously able to stand with all his might.

Except for Murong Jia, who was barely supporting, no one else could stand.

But fortunately, the old man's coercion was only put away, and everyone returned to normal after a while.

Feeling the sharp and unparalleled momentum, and then looking at the unique figure of the sword, others don't know that Murong Jia, as the chief steward of the entire Murong family, ushered in countless powerful people and everyone, and he has already become old and refined, and he has probably guessed the old man in front of him, but the more so, Murong Jia is both heavy and relieved.

Murong Jia patted Murong Qiushui lightly, crossed the crowd, and stood still before bowing his head and respectfully speaking: "Murong Jia, the slave of the Murong family, has seen the Taibai Sword Master, I will greet you first, and then make amends to you!"

At this moment, everyone was terrified, even the lawless Murong Qiushui and the loyal protector Wang Fu, as well as the guards who were still on the opposing sides a moment ago, all saluted respectfully.

Even if the person in front of him has not appeared on the mainland for twenty years, these Murong guards are the elite of the Murong family, and they have all learned the history of the empire more or less from Xixi and family studies, and this person in front of him is an existence that almost any hot-blooded man can't avoid.

"What's the matter, I heard that your Murong family's house slave wants to replace his parents and teach people the truth?" a voice came from above the long sword.

Wang Fu, who had long been oppressed by the momentum and did not dare to move, where did he dare to answer? But in the end, he was from the world, and he stood up at this moment, without saying a word, just standing.

Naturally, it was Li Taibai who came from the sword, but the old man had actually arrived a long time ago, but he wanted to see Fang Zhuo's results for two months, so he didn't make a move immediately, only until Wang Fu was ready to perform a killing move. However, Wang Fu never bent his knees, which surprised the old man.

"I didn't lose the face of the family, but it was not the family to kill at every turn. Since you want to teach people to be a man, then I will reason with you, well, my way of reasoning is very simple" The old man looked at Wang Fu in front of him with an unyielding face and muttered to himself, then stretched out a finger and lightly touched Wang Fu's chest, and then, the second-class steward of the Murong family found that his Force cultivation had dropped instantly, and finally he was horrified to find that the Force node in his chest had actually dissipated, not even broken.

Chen Fusheng turned to look at Fang Zhuo, who had not yet wiped off the bloodstains, and said, "Remember, this is called convincing people with reason."