The burly Murong Longshui stared intently at this guy who was born out of nowhere, the court on Liyang's side suppressed the speech, and only some gossip luckily became a fish that slipped through the net, so the discussion of the prince of Beiliang was a lot, most of them were superficial, nothing more than how he was domineering on the side of Tai'an City, how he was at odds with the students of the Guozi Eunuch, but Beimang was completely different, it was precisely because of this guy's trip to Beimang that the world was turned upside down, Murong Longshui and the old enemy surnamed Yelu were both interested in Liyang Jianghu because of him, so he personally went south, no matter what disgraceful crooked ways this person used to kill the fifth raccoon dog, Murong Longshui admired, Put herself in her shoes, she thought that she was single-handedly facing the Tuoba Spring Falcon escorted by the two big devils with the color python and thunder spear, that is, nine deaths and one life, Murong Longshui hesitated, staring at the man of the same age who was tired of rushing and had chapped lips in front of him, before a fierce battle that was destined to be life-and-death, he smiled and threw out the orange in his palm, thinking that if this man took the orange generously and fought after eating, it would also be a good thing for the surviving person to drink with wine in the future, and he had a heroic demeanor that put life and death aside, and he never thought that the orange was thrown into the air, and it exploded, and the juice splashed Murong Longshui, and Murong Longshui frowned, this Beiliang Shizi is too small.

Men's rivers and lakes are probably only black, white and gray, but when women enter the rivers and lakes, most of what they think in their hearts are beautiful and colorful, and Murong Longshui is not exempt from vulgarity.

Seeing Murong Longshui deflated, Yiliu was happy in his heart, and his mind was full of the funny scene of a handsome brother being pressed under a two-hundred-pound female strong man and beaten into a pig's head.

The old moth does not have so much leisure and leisure as a willow, the pace is steady, not impatient or impatient, the current situation is tantamount to a godsend for the three of them, the son of the world is dragged down by the seriously injured little girl, and it is not even as light as one enemy and three enemies.

A willow jumped on the branch of an orange tree beside him, raised his eyes and looked into the distance, to ensure that there was no brigade of horsemen in the field of vision to participate in the encirclement and suppression, spread joy on other people's territory, and carefully sail the ship of ten thousand years.

After Xu Fengnian landed, he took a long breath, and rushed towards the nearest Murong Longshui, all the way around a few orange trees that were only a little red in the cold winter, Murong Longshui's body looked bloated, like Chu Lushan who had changed his gender, but when Xu Fengnian launched a rush, it was also a collision, different from Xu Fengnian's detour, she was in a sturdy body and broke directly when she met an orange tree, and the two collided together in an instant, Xu Fengnian pressed Murong Longshui's sharp knee with one hand, five fingers like hooks, and a stroke on her face, Murong Longshui's body leaned back, kicked out, and Xu Fengnian, who was full of qi and thin hair, swayed his sleeves, and slapped Murong Longshui's thighs with a palm, She resisted this palm, her body actually took advantage of the situation to rotate, a palm pushed on Xu Fengnian's chest, Xu Fengnian was pushed out by a palm, slid backwards to an orange tree, in the back against the orange tree for a moment, bulging sleeves suddenly froze, forced to stop, a hook of the calf, cut off the orange tree, picked into the air, one hand hold, to the woman who strode forward is the orange tree as a big sword, a sword slashed down, Murong Longshui staggered his hands, protecting his cheeks, the orange tree was broken inch by inch, the sky was full of stumps and broken leaves, Murong Longshui ignored the dense bone scraping pain, rushed over, and smashed two punches in his chest, but Xu Fengnian did not dodge or dodge, let the woman's fist in front of her chest like layers of waves crashing on the shore, just when Murong Longshui noticed that something was wrong and wanted to retreat, he found that his fists were like muddy, and the flying sword was like a flying locust within a zhang, and she strangled Murong Longshui, who was biting the hook, she made a decision that was equivalent to losing both sides in the blink of an eye, instead of retracting her fists, her feet took root, her knees sank into the mud, and her fists hammered Xu Fengnian dozens of times in one go, just before the flying sword was nailed into Murong Longshui's body, she had been squatting on the orange tree in the distance to collect a piece of willow from the branches, and finally made a brazen move, and the men and women who were fighting against Xu Fengnian and Murong Longshui kept throwing branches, accurately intercepting the attack of a flying sword, unintentionally inserting willows and willows, the flying sword that is fully connected with the sword master's divine will is orderly in chaos, but there is still no one who has successfully nailed Murong Longshui.

Xu Fengnian's forehead lowered a little and knocked on the door of the entangled Murong Longshui's head, the latter's majestic and rare body swung back, but her arms were pulled by Xu Fengnian, not giving her a chance to escape. Murong Longshui shouted angrily, his arm shook, the ripples vibrated greatly, and he shook off the restraints, Xu Fengnian's ten fingers drew ten scarlet blood troughs on her arms that were deep and bone-deep, she lowered her head, and her arms as thick as ordinary women's thighs quickly wrapped around Xu Fengnian's shoulders. Murong Longshui's body fell backwards, pulling Xu Fengnian's whole person into the air, trying to slap the onion upside down, sending Xu Fengnian's head into the mud, Xu Fengnian's hands gently slapped on the wet mud ground, and in an instant it was like a mist rising up, Murong Longshui wanted to distance himself and let a willow cloth under the willow cloth fail, she let go of her hands lying in the frost and snow mud, and was thinking that a carp would stand up and take the initiative earlier than that person.

Xu Fengnian, who was originally head-down, instantly reversed his body and returned to normal, holding Murong Longshui's cheeks with both hands, the two eyebrows were facing each other, and it was a bloody scene under the illusion of pulse warmth, Murong Longshui took a piece of orange thrown by the willow and rolled in the palm of his hand, at this time it was the same, Xu Fengnian seemed to treat her head as an orange, Murong Longshui's expression changed drastically, and for a while, punches and knees were like a torrential rain like a drumbeat, and the Beimangqi woman, who was known for being good at hand-to-hand combat since her debut, only wanted to quickly pull away, but no matter how fierce her offensive was, Xu Fengnian just supported her head, and shortened the gap inch by inch in the palms of both hands, his figure remained immovable, fully accepting Murong Longshui's thunderous attack, and his sleeves vibrated and trembled at a speed invisible to the naked eye.

A willow squatting on a distant branch looked uncertain, and there was still a handful of orange branches left in his hand, as if he was weighing the pros and cons, and did not help the woman in danger at the first time.

Previously, the old moth took advantage of the gap to stretch out his arms and swim in the orange grove, and he didn't know what the ghost drew the talisman, the old man with the spider web was obviously much more particular than a willow watching the fire from the other side, and kicked off an orange tree and stabbed Xu Fenghou in the back. Murong Longshui, who didn't dare to hide his clumsiness, threw all his strength and smashed it on the mouth of this person's heart, and it happened that the orange tree was stabbed in the mouth of the back vest, and the punch and the tree pulled each other. After the old moth kicked out, he turned his head and looked at a willow angrily, who rolled his eyes and swept towards Xu Fengnian and Murong Longshui's side.

But Xu Fengnian was unexpectedly safe and sound, but he finally took a step back, willing to let go of Murong Longshui's good head, his hands slid down, and his cheeks were lifted up, and Murong Longshui, who was full of qi, lifted his feet off the ground, and Xu Fengnian was "slow" Walking to her side, one leg swept across the abdomen of the county lord of Beimang, her burly body bent a deformed arc in the air, and then shot towards a section of willow that rushed to the rescue, a section of willow turned a blind eye to the county lord of the golden body, and the figure fell sharply, at the same time, the killer old moth put his thumb and index finger together, wiping an inexplicable straight line in front of him, no less than a hundred orange trees were uprooted, and they were splashed towards Xu Fengnian, who was alone, and then exploded in the air, the corners of a willow's mouth were cocked, and ten fingers played the string.

Full of sword energy.

The chaos between heaven and earth overflowed like the Milky Way, forming a cage with nowhere to hide.

Xu Fengnian stepped out, his knees slightly bent and pressed, as if he was carrying a tripod on his shoulders, and his hands were lifted up in the void.

With him as the center of the circle, dozens of feet of ground were all lifted, and a curtain of raised mud competed with the surging sword qi pouring down.

Like an umbrella to shelter from the rain.

A willow clenched a branch with both hands, and happened to be inserted in the hollow of the umbrella above Xu Fengnian's head.

See the stitches, a tree and willow shade.

Xu Fengnian raised his head, indifferent, and looked straight at this famous killer.

Liu Xin guessed that the situation was abnormal, and the offensive was immediately stopped, and he would rather give up a golden time than risk his life.

But just when a willow withdrew his sword momentum, he clearly saw a conspiracy smile floating on the corner of the guy's mouth, which changed in an instant, and a willow stabbed down again with intuition.

When the branch in his hand really touched the center of Xu Fengnian's eyebrows, a willow heart was settled.

The branches of the tree had pierced into the center of the man's eyebrows a little half a fingernail deep, and a willow in his eyes was gloomy and ecstatic.

The two of them were only a few feet apart, but the branches suddenly could not advance in the slightest, and a willow did not have any trance, and they had to retreat from the branches.

But a red robe behind him stepped on his back.

Xu Fengnian put his hands and ten fingers together, stabbed into a willow's chest, and then "gently" tore out.

He divided the body of a willow in the air.

A large pool of blood was sprinkled on Xu Fengnian's face.

Xu Fengnian was still expressionless and silent, but he shook his wrist, shook the blood on his hands silently, and looked at the remaining two Beimang masters in the orange garden.