Chapter 343: Rare in Murder

Twenty miles west of Poppy City, Murong Xiaoyi stopped his horse and looked back. In less than half a moment, a horse came from afar, and on it sat Daddy Murong Qianmo.

Murong Qianmo approached his son, raised his hand to touch the other party's face, and said with guilt: "Son, don't blame my father, I was also forced to make this decision." Otherwise, under everyone's noses, it will be difficult for our father and son to get out. ”

"Are you not optimistic about the layout this time?Wuhaiyuan is the foundation of the clan after all, once it is destroyed, how will the clansmen arrange it?" Murong Xiaoyi was no longer arrogant and asked seriously.

"If the lord of the country takes action personally, the two major families of Xianyu and Murong will unite and cut off the malignant tumor of Wuhaiyuan and defeat the shadows of Yunlai and Xueyuan, and the situation can be described as nine out of ten. Murong Qianmo no longer grinned, and said worriedly: "But the Yelu Elders Association is simply a leech biting on the flesh, only knowing how to ask for it, not reciprocating. ”

"How can such a person succeed in relying on the accumulated resources, and all of them are very powerful, but they are as timid as rats? ”

"The proverbs of the mainland have come out, and the country of Yunlai has announced to the world that the crisis is coming. Countries should have put aside their prejudices, put together all their forces, and prepared for defense. But what about the reality? The Fengyue Alliance fanned the flames everywhere, taking advantage of the chaos to take advantage of the chaos, Gu Feiyang secretly hid his thoughts and concealed his true purpose, Wuhaiyuan was ambitious, and the Elders would wave their flags and shout, but no one responded at all. ”

"Our Murong family follows the royal family closely and protects this country, not for their ambitions, but for the sake of this land and the children of the tribe. Therefore, every time the family performs martial arts, I will instruct the Murong family's team not to compete for rankings. Only by keeping a low profile can we retain our vitality and stick to the mainland defense line. ”

Murong Qianmo talked eloquently, and the old man who was ridiculed in the past instantly became tall and mighty.

Murong Xiaoyi's face was full of admiration: "This is my father, he has hills and valleys in his chest, and fame and fortune are fleeting for him." In order to achieve the goal, it is better to have a bad reputation than to go with the flow. ”

"It's a pity that Murong Chuixing's team can't be rescued, so they can only give their families more bereavement benefits. Murong Qianmo said helplessly. The father and son are the Dinghai Divine Needle of the family, the highest-end powerhouse, and they must be withdrawn. But it was too strange to want to take away his own people, so in order not to arouse suspicion, he had to give up.

"The Marquis of the East China Sea is indeed extraordinary, did he fall in Poppy City like this?" Murong Xiaoyi said with emotion.

"After competing for strength, do you lose convincingly?" Murong Qianmo stroked his beard, frowned and said: "Unless a miracle happens, it will be difficult to escape the doom, I hope that Ji Ren has his own natural appearance!"

"I don't dare to say anything else, at least Xian Tongqu, this bastard, if you want to use the big to suppress the small, you will definitely hit the nail, and the head will break the blood. He couldn't help but gloat at the thought of the old fellow. A few days later, something happened, and no one dared to guarantee whether Xian Yujia would exist.

"Let's go!"

"Go back and let your mother cook a delicious meal, and we'll wait for the big show to start." The father and son rode their horses and whipped away.

The people who are worried about it are rarely in Tongqu, but at the moment his face is full of hideousness and his situation is worrying.

The boy of the Han family learned from the dragon to cross the river, and wanted to exert his power in the Wuhai Plain realm, as the patriarch of the Xianyu family who few people dared to contradict, of course he wanted to suppress the arrogance of the other party.

opened his mouth to reprimand, this kid was unconvinced, and wanted to weigh with the older generation, he was simply impatient. There are so many flying saints from other families behind him, just pick a few, and they can easily make the other party recognize the reality.

He took it for granted, and after giving the order, there was a cold scene, and no one stepped forward to respond.

"Brother Tongqu, the younger brother can't beat the kid of the Murong family, it's purely embarrassing for you to go up!" The trembling old man, speaking embarrassing words, without a trace of red on his face, was the patriarch of the Hun Sen family, Hun Sen.

What can the person who stepped into the coffin with half a step expect him to do? In case he dies in the conflict, the poor ghosts left in Hun Sen's family will not stick to their home.

He glanced coldly, staring at the person next to Hun Sen, this guy is a fat man.

The fat on the fat man's face trembled, and he said: "Uncle Xianyu, you know me, although I am a double flying saint, it is because I have eaten rich poisonous fruits." Although the cultivation is improved quickly, he has not experienced actual combat, and he does not dare to fight with others at all. ”

"It seems that you just mentioned that you fought with other people's grandfathers, right? These small families, seeing their interests moving forward one by one, turned into shrunken turtles once they were in real combat.

The fat man Ximen Jianshuo smiled honestly: "Didn't I learn from others to wave their flags and shout and fool that kid? ”

"Humph!"

Xian Yu Tongqu was depressed and almost spit out the old blood, and under the agitation of the mood, he swayed back and forth on the horse.

"Old dog, I can't be afraid, I want to find a replacement for the dead ghost!" The arrogant roar sounded, Han Yunhao raised his long stick, and before the strong wind arrived, the piercing sound waves had enveloped everyone.

"Ahh

The fat man screamed in fright and fled first.

Hun Sen was even more unbearable, stabbed and rolled off his horse, and hid behind the city gate. Jumping, stride, shrinking, lying down, all in one go, I don't know how many times I have practiced.

The stick had reached the door, and he had no time to pay attention to anything else, so he took the thick mace from the saddle and raised it high in the air, blocking the front.

"Bang dang!"

The two horses were overwhelmed and fell backwards, neighing and wailing.

"The old guy is not small, do you dare to fight in the sky?" Han Yunhao said provocatively. After a few days of travel, I had a little affection for the horse I was riding, and I didn't want to hurt it.

"If you think that I am old and frail, and my blood is not good, I can only say that you think too much. Xian Yu Tongqu smiled, slowly raised his body, and said: "The old man eats three meals a day, one meal is five catties of raw meat, and he sleeps three daughters at night, and when he wakes up in the morning, he is still refreshed!"

"A few days ago, the fortieth concubine gave birth to my ninety-ninth child. The old guy felt that he had won the battle, and he talked about it happily, and the words that he had preached a hundred times were repeated again.

"Hahaha, let's wipe off your eye feces first! Have you had a blood test? Wearing a cuckold and bragging vigorously. Han Yunhao teased.

"Bastard, I was going to teach you a lesson, but I said such vicious things. If you are desperately punished by the lord of the country, you will be smashed to pieces. Xian Yu Tongqu was furious, suddenly took off into the air, a few feet higher than Han Yunhao, spread out the power of the buoyancy, and fell downward.

With the power of the swoop, the mace's fangs flashed with cold light and slammed down. He was very satisfied, this blow was close to the power of the five bulls, and the small one-weight flying saint would at least hurt the internal organs.

The young man has a lot of combat experience, how can he fight hard, perform a thousand illusion steps, get out of the space locked by the mace, and come behind the old guy. He withdrew his iron cicada stick and summoned the Sky Piercing Spear, which swung and stabbed the opponent in the back.

Xian Yu Tongqu is sophisticated and cunning, leaving spare strength, a side step, easy to dodge, a backhand mace, want to knock the spear.

Han Yunhao relied on his body skills, did not compare his strength with the old guy, and delayed time with his skills.

The two of you come and go, the three moves are coming in a flash, the opportunity to break the sky to drill the sky is coming, Han Yunhao let go, and the spear immediately emerged from the feet of Xianyu Tongqu.

"Hah!"

"Boy, everyone has studied this trick thoroughly, and you dare to eat the old book, you can go down for me!" Xian Yu Tongqu was in high spirits, and finally waited for the enemy's weakness, and he couldn't run away this time!