"Caitou?" Li Daxiong laughed and looked at Han Li with great disdain, "In the near future, the whole world will be mine, whether it is Persia or Rakshasa, it will be swallowed up by me, what kind of color will you take?"

"If anyone loses, he will hand over the steward. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" Han Li said tentatively.

"Housekeeper?" Li Daxiong looked suspicious, "What kind of person is this, I live in the house, and there are hundreds of people serving beside me, I don't know if you are talking about Gonggong Li? or Gonggong Zhang?"

Seeing that Li Daxiong didn't seem to be cheating, Han Li had already judged in his heart that there was a chance that this person was not a traverser.

"But if you want to gamble, you can also bet, if you lose, you will join my Baizhan Hall and be a pawn?"

"What if I win the Dragon Gate?" Han Li asked.

"Will you win?" Li Daxiong let out a soft snort from the tip of his nose and said, "What if you win, even if I give you the throne?"

"Good ......" Han Li looked at the person who took the lead in the lineup of the Hundred Battle Hall on the opposite side, it was none other than Murong Fu of the Murong Clan of Gusu in Jiangsu Province, who had a relationship with the Apricot Forest that day.

Originally from that day after the defeat of the apricot Lin Xixia, Murong Fu in the Great Liao, the Great Song, the Great Yuan and other groups of forces to run over, although bent on recovering the country, but the fate of people, but has not improved, and then joined the Ming Kingdom to worship the position of the general of the capital, led the army to conquer Dahua.

The smooth sailing in front seemed to let him see the restoration of Dayan and then look at it, but Li Daxiong's birth once again knocked him into the bottomless abyss, because Murong Fu was quite prestigious in the rivers and lakes, and was later recruited by Li Daxiong into the Hundred Battles Hall, and Li Daxiong also promised that once he unified the world, he would be given a fief and ordered him to be the king of Yan.

Although it is not Fuyan, it is worthy of the ancestors and ancestors.

Murong Fu swept over the Longmen group of others, among whom Ding Dian, Tian Boguang, Peach Valley Six Immortals and others had also been in contact with the rivers and lakes earlier, and they were confident that no one else would be his opponent except Han Li.

"Which of you went up to accompany Murong Gongzi to live a two-trick life?" Han Li said.

Hu Fei held the blood knife in his hand, took two steps forward and stood five steps away from Murong Fu, and said, "I'll ...... it."

Murong Fu looked at Hu Fei and saw that he was holding a Burmese knife in his hand, his fingers did not move, and the blade of the knife was trembling strangely, like a swimming snake. Under the sun, the blade of this knife is all dark red, and the blood light is faint, just by its appearance, it is also known that it is a divine weapon.

"What Your Excellency is holding in your hand is the Blood Knife Ancestor's Blood Knife?" Murong Fu is very knowledgeable, and he is naturally no stranger to the Blood Knife in Hu Fei's hand.

"Not bad. Di Yun nodded, looking at Murong Fu with a solemn face, he had also heard of the names of South Murong and North Qiao Feng, but he was also a little nervous when he fought against such a world-famous master.

"Although the sword is sharp, it is stained with countless blood, and countless innocent people have become the souls of this bloody knife, and if you use this knife, I am afraid that you will not be able to sleep comfortably in the middle of the night. ”

Murong Fu knew that this Hu Fei was a good hand with a knife, and he ridiculed each other, if he could break Hu Fei's sword heart, it would naturally be much easier to fight.

Murong Gongzi smiled. Hu Fei's fingertips wiped the back of the dark red knife, and said: "It is the person who kills the knife, not the treasure knife, such a simple truth, Murong Gongzi still doesn't understand? Although I, Hu Fei, am not a hero, but since I got this bloody knife, I have never killed anyone indiscriminately!"

Seeing that Murong Fu was still going to speak, Hu Fei shouted: "Don't talk nonsense, let's see the real chapter in your hand." ”

A vacuum has been vacated in the field for the members of the Hundred Battle Hall and the Dragon Gate to fight in the center.

The two of them exchanged hands in this open space, only to see that the field was full of sword shadows, sword shadows, Murong Fu made it a three-foot long sword, although he was knowledgeable in martial arts, and he was involved in the martial arts of all major sects, but against this Hu Fei, it was unspeakably uncomfortable.

I only feel that Hu Fei's bloody knife is either chopping or chopping, every swing is and its weird angle, attacking in an impossible position, which is really unguardable.

Li Daxiong on the side looked at the battle situation on the field, his face was pale, and he couldn't think of the first candidate he sent.

The two exchanged more than ten moves, only to hear a crisp sound. The long sword in Murong Fu's hand was unexpectedly knocked to the ground by Hu Fei, Murong Fu jumped backwards, looked at Hu Fei, and said gloomily: "You made this a bloody knife technique?"

"Exactly. Hu Fei put away his knife and stood up, but it was strange in his heart, this world-famous Murong Fu was nothing more than that, he was tempted, he didn't use all his strength at all, and only used less than thirty percent of his strength, and this Murong Fu showed signs of defeat.

"Come again......" Murong Fu rushed forward again, Hu Fei swung his knife and slashed, Murong Fu's right hand was in the cross, how did he expect the blood knife to avoid Murong Fu's right arm in an extremely strange arc, and the back of the knife was about to smash on his chest.

With a loud bang, a sneer appeared at the corner of Murong Fu's mouth, and the strange thing was that the back of the knife turned around again, hitting Hu Fei's chest, letting out a muffled snort, taking two steps back, and looking at Murong Fu with an incredible expression.

"Fighting the stars, borrowing strength?" Hu Fei said.

"That's good!" Murong Fu looked proud, "No matter how strong your sword technique is, no matter how magical the technique is, I can transfer it to your body and counterattack it, the higher the martial arts, the more ingenious the way to die! You are not an opponent, so let's admit defeat quickly......"

"According to what you say, aren't you invincible in the world?" Hu Fei naturally wouldn't believe that there would be such an evil martial arts in the world.

"It's not invincible in the world, but it's more than enough to deal with you. ”

In fact, although the Dou Zhuan Star Shift is magical, it can transfer the internal force and move strength of the opponent's martial arts at will, and injure the opponent or the rest of the others, and he is unharmed, but the gold is not enough, and no one is perfect, and it naturally has defects.

If the person who practices Dou Zhuan Xing Shift does not practice this skill to the extreme, or if the opponent's martial arts cultivation is much higher than his own, he must not use this skill lightly at this time, once he uses it, the martial arts move will not only not be transferred, but will hurt himself.

However, Murong Fu's self-control is very high, and this Hu Fei has only recently risen in the past two years, even if he has a great adventure, he will definitely not cultivate higher than himself, so he does not panic at all.

Seeing Murong Fu's smug face, Hu Fei slowly closed his eyes, held the blood knife in front of his chest, and his own momentum slowly rose upward.

"Exercises that can increase qi?" Rao is Murong Bo is well-informed, and he has never seen such a strange method, so he naturally won't stay here and wait for Hu Fei to accumulate his strength, and he will kill Hu Fei with one arrow step.

He must win this contest! )