"Zhao Fu, why do you want to regret it, and you still want to rob people?"

Murong Ge stood in front of Murong Hao and the four of them, and a powerful aura enveloped the entire manor.

"Elder Ge, why do you need to tell him more? Just kill it. Murong Hao snorted coldly, his eyes full of murderous intent.

"If you want to fight, you can fight, just a martial arts master, you can't scare us."

Zhou Chen was also unceremonious, holding the unsheathed Baihong Sword in his hand, and his face showed a strong battle intent.

"Arrogance!"

Murong Hao shouted angrily, and a pair of eyes stared at Zhou Chen angrily.

"Although you have a divine weapon in your hand, there is a big gap between your strength and mine, if you really want to fight, you will not be my opponent."

Murong Ge's cloudy eyes moved away from Zhou Chen, and then looked at Zhao Fu not far away, and said:

"Zhao Fu, our young lady doesn't want to go against you, if you can be loyal to her, the Murong family can fulfill any of your wishes!"

"I can't break it, and my predecessors don't have to talk too much." Zhao Fu decisively refused, and his attitude was very resolute.

"Since you insist on this, then don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless."

As soon as the words fell, the aura on Murong Ge's body became extremely domineering, and the fiery red internal force continued to pour out of his body.

"Let's fight!"

Zhou Chen shouted, directly pulled out the White Rainbow Sword, and continuously injected the internal force into the sword, and the White Rainbow Sword began to recover.

"Leave this kid to me, you go and kill Zhao Fu." Murong Ge commanded, and his body stepped out in one step, attacking Zhou Chen.

The battlefield was shrouded in internal force and sword intent, and the collision of internal force and sword intent caused ripples in the air, and where the ripples passed, trees, stones, plants and trees were all shattered.

"Zhao Fu, I see how arrogant you are now!"

Murong Hao's four men slaughtered Zhao Fu with great momentum, and even though two of them were already seriously injured, they also burst out with extremely terrifying combat power.

Fighting against four top Transformation Martial Artists at the same time, this was definitely the most difficult battle for Zhao Fu since he cultivated.

Once the other party finds any opportunity, he will fall into a place of no return.

"Hegemony Technique" and "Shadow Walk" were fully displayed, and Zhao Fu resisted while looking for opportunities. 、

But the cooperation of Murong Hao's four people was very ingenious, even if Zhao Fu's speed was fast, it was difficult to find a flaw.

"Let's all sit together!"

Murong Hao shouted, and the four of them surrounded Zhao Fu together, blocking any direction from which Zhao Fu could escape.

"Kill!"

The golden light outside Zhao Fu's body suddenly bloomed, and he used his full strength to cast the "Shadow Step", rushing towards a Murong clan member who was seriously injured by Zhou Chen at an extremely fast speed, and the golden fist with a force of 100,000 catties hit this person with all his strength.

Seeing this, Murong Hao struck the strongest blow at Zhao Fu together, as long as Zhao Fu didn't dodge, he would definitely die.

There was a chill on his back, and the corners of Zhao Fu's mouth raised a touch of arc, grabbed the wrist of this Murong clansman, shook his arm hard, and threw him towards Murong Hao and the others.

"It's the third child, everyone stop it!"

Murong Hao's face changed drastically, he forcibly withdrew his hand, and the internal force shook off his meridians, making him cough up a mouthful of blood.

But the other two clansmen failed to stop the offensive, and directly broke the third child's heart, and blood was sprinkled on the spot!

Without waiting for the two people to react, Zhao Fu's figure suddenly rushed over, and the bodies of the two immediately flew out upside down and fell heavily to the ground.

"Second, fourth!"

Murong Hao shouted loudly, but the two never responded, and they had completely fainted.

Four dignified martial artists, went to besiege an internal martial artist, but three of them were killed!

It's incredible!

Murong Hao stared at Zhao Fu deadly, he ate a pill that temporarily increased his cultivation, and the aura on his body suddenly climbed to a half-step Grandmaster.

"Zhao Fu, you have to pay for your actions!"

Murong Hao drank coldly, his strength had increased several times at this moment, making Zhao Fu feel a great threat.

The long sword slashed through the void, and Murong Hao slashed out a sword qi, which shattered the fallen leaves on the ground and slashed at Zhao Fu with a thunderous force.

In the face of such a sharp blow, Zhao Fu used his "Shadow Step" with all his strength and dodged this blow with his speed advantage.

The sword qi fell on the stone wall, and with a "bang", the sword qi exploded on the stone wall, and the entire wall turned into gravel and scattered in the courtyard.

The blow missed, Murong Hao was not in a hurry, he kept pouring his internal force into the sword blade, and the sharp blade rattled in the air, exuding a chill.

Before this sword was cut down, Zhao Fu felt the breath of death from it, and his intuition told him that the power of this sword must be several times stronger than the previous sword.

"Slash!"

More than a dozen sword qi slashed out at the same time, sealing all the retreats that Zhao Fu could dodge, leaving him with no way to escape.

In the face of such a fierce attack, Zhao Fu knew that there was no way back, so he frantically cast the "Heba Body Technique" and "Xingyi Fist", preparing to take this blow head-on.

The power of these sword qi is infinitely close to the attack of the martial arts master, and the inner strength martial artist will definitely not be able to stop it!

When Zhao Fu chose to resist this blow head-on, he was already a dead man in the eyes of Murong Hao.

"Brush Brush ......"

The sound of breaking wind continued to sound, and one after another sword qi fell on Zhao Fu's body, and the gravel on the ground was shattered, splashing dust in the air.

The dust gradually dissipated, Murong Hao vaguely saw a trace of blood, he thought that Zhao Fu had been killed, so he said loudly:

"What about teenage geniuses? In the end, I still die by my sword! ”

"Whew!"

The sound of breaking wind suddenly came, and a golden figure rose from the ground, and before Murong Hao could react, his chest was pierced by the golden figure......