Murong Tianrui stood on the long street.

At this time, his white hair was scattered around his shoulders, and the calm and chic grace he had maintained had already dissipated. The beautiful face of a woman became distorted by pain and humiliation at this time, and it was no longer as handsome as before. His right arm was broken at the shoulder, and at this time, Bobo's blood continued to emerge. However, he didn't care, but stared straight at the man in front of him. The man who wields a pitch-black sword and has been ignored by himself.

Why! Why! Why? His mind was completely filled with these three words. Why didn't all this go the way I thought? Why did it turn out like this? Why couldn't I even stop this punch or sword? Why did my hand break? Why is this!

Chapter 68

Murong Tianrui did not hide his hatred at all, staring at Zhu Wenyan and the group of people behind him.

None of this should be like this! this day, this earth, all of these people! all of this should be of my will......

Why is it the way it is?

I'm just taking a fancy to a woman. And since you are favored by me, you should crawl over like a dog and let me take it!

Just when Murong Tianrui was screaming wildly in his heart.

"Rui'er!" a shocked roar came from a little distance, and then he saw a figure rolling in the air and coming to Murong Tianrui.

Then this person pointed a few times at the acupoint of Murong Tianrui's broken arm, stopping the blood that he kept flowing.

Maybe it was because someone of his own finally came, or maybe it was because he lost too much blood, Murong Tianrui finally fell into the man's arms, but his eyes were still looking ahead without blinking.

"Rui'er!" the man screamed, then turned to the crowd on the street and shouted, "Who is it!!Who dares to hurt my family Rui'er!"

This is an old man with a long beard and five long wisps. Looking at the sadness and regret on his face, there is no need to guess, this old man must be Murong Tianrui's father. It is also the suzerain of the Hehuan Sect - Murong Hongtai.

Comparing the injured on the street with the intact Wang Meng and his party, it is not difficult to guess who is the poisoner. Therefore, Murong Hongtai looked at Wang Meng and his party, and there was a flame in his eyes.

Suddenly, only listen......

"Hehehe!" a chuckle rang out.

Young Master Wang smiled at the corner of his mouth and walked out of the group shaking a folding fan.

The situation of pretending to beep and beat the water dog like this is also the scene that Young Master Wang has been looking forward to.

I saw Young Master Wang folding the fan and shaking it gently, a pair of peach blossom eyes shining brightly, only to hear him say: "Why don't you ask your 'Rui'er', why did he become like this?"

Murong Hongtai looked at the son of the family who stood up, and there was fire in his eyes, and he couldn't help but look down at his child.

"Father...... It's him ......," Murong Tianrui said in a weak voice.

However, without waiting for Murong Hongtai to react. But when he saw Young Master Wang fold the fan, he slapped it in his palm with a 'pop' sound, and said with a laugh: "I knew you would say that! However, it doesn't matter, anyway, you won't admit that you want to kidnap my family Qing'er!"

Murong Hongtai and Murong Tianrui shouted angrily at the king in unison: "You ......"

However, before the words came out, Young Master Wang preemptively said: "Hehuan Sect, Hehuan Sect! You kidnapping women to practice the evil practice of absorbing Yin Yuan, and you can actually appear among these many famous families, hey, I am really disappointed in this martial arts! That white hair, don't you admit it, aren't you blocking our way just because you fancy my family Qing'er is pure yin body? It's your favorite for this kind of evil skill!"

Young Master Wang is so smart, just by listening to Wang Yuanxian's words, he already knows the cause of this unwarranted disaster. Wang Yuan has practiced a kind of internal strength treasured by the king, and this internal strength is the extreme of the yang. Not only can you overcome all the Yin exercises, but even practice to the top, you can also absorb the Yin Gong and transform them into your own Yang internal force. It is completely the natural nemesis of Murong Tianrui and his party.

"Poof...... Murong Tianrui was robbed by Wang Meng and said that his face was even greener, and he couldn't help but laugh, and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"Boy, you are talking nonsense!" Murong Hongtai knew his own affairs, and hurriedly burst out to cover up Young Master Wang's words.

"Isn't it? This white hair doesn't look a few years older than Young Master Ben, and he is already a congenital! Young Master Ben's sword attendants are all acquired and not promoted to congenital, but this kid is actually congenital? Could it be that his talent is still as good as that of Young Master Ben's sword attendants? What is the evil skill of not cultivating? I heard that there is another copy of Tantric Huanxi Zen, which is all about teaching people to seize women's Yin Yuan. I don't know if you're practicing this evil skill......"

"Boy, you are looking for death!" Murong Hongtai became more and more shocked the more he listened, where did these people come from, and it was unexpectedly possible for a young man with a small grade to break through his own exercises. There are very few people who know the secret of the other part of this Tantric Joy Zen, and they only got it by chance, and this kid actually said that?

Murong Hongtai scolded, only to see that others flew towards Wang Meng, and a pair of withered claws like white bones had covered Wang Meng's Heavenly Spirit Gai.

But Young Master Wang dared to come out and pretend to beep, how could he not prevent this one.

But seeing that, Wang Mengfei retreated, and Wang Yuan behind him immediately stepped forward and punched again.

Bang!

The fists and palms intersected, the true qi collided, and the smoke filled the sky in an instant.

Immediately, he saw that Murong Hongtai's figure exploded, and his face was shocked and frightened. Now he knows why his son is so miserable, there is actually a person here who specializes in the Yang Martial Arts, and even if he is right, he has no chance of winning.

Murong Hongtai returned to his son again, picked him up with one hand, and his body flew like a swallow.

Young Master Wang stood up again and shouted at the back of the father and son: "Hehuan Sect! You have offended my Wang Valve! You have offended my Wanjian Tower! Do you think that's it? Now Young Master Ben will announce that your Hehuan Sect will be an evil demon from now on! Everyone in the rivers and lakes will be punished!"

"Huangkou Xiao'er, who do you think you are?" Murong Hongtai shouted disdainfully when he heard Wang Meng's words.

Shout!

At this moment, I saw an arrow shot into the air not far away, and exploded in an instant!

A pattern appeared in the exploding sky, and suddenly it was a long sword painted with a demon picture!

"This is this, this is the sword order of the Ten Thousand Sword Towers in Shuzhong!" said the knowledgeable person who looked at the pattern in the sky and said what he meant. "Hunt and kill the sword order, that is to say, the order issued by Wanjianlou is to hunt down and kill those who dare to offend Wanjianlou. As long as you kill the person referred to by Wanjianlou, you can make Wanjianlou promise you one thing!"

Everyone turned their eyes to the center of the field again, looked at the young man, and then looked at Zhu Wenyan, it turned out that they were really from the Wanjian Tower in Shuzhong.