Chapter 225: The Overlord of the Underworld

Chun Yuwei's face stiffened, and when she heard Song Xing say this, she looked at his expressionless face, only to feel that this handsome face was already the most terrifying face in the world, and she sat opposite Rong Jiaojiao tremblingly, not daring to move in the slightest.

The movement of the eighteen knights being defeated by Song Xing's move was too great, and Kou Zhong, Tuoba Yu and the others who were fighting stopped one after another and looked towards Song Xing.

Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling, who had seen Song Xing's shot, were fine, but Tuoba Yu found that he had lost his eyes, and the harmless young man in front of him turned out to be a hidden master.

Looking at the junior sister who was controlled by Song Xing, and the puddle of molten iron that had already reached Yuwei's feet, Tuoba Yu could feel the corners of his eyes begin to beat wildly uncontrollably.

Compared with Song Xing, Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling, who were still worthy of attack, were no longer in his eyes at all, and the only enemy in front of him had become Song Xing, who was facing him with his back.

The Eighteen Cavalry of Saibei is a dead soldier trained by Shizun himself, and his individual combat strength may not be as good as that of Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling, but two or three people can join forces to match one of them, and the Eighteen Cavalry join forces, and even Tuoba Yu himself is not their opponent.

But in the hands of Song Xing, the eighteen horsemen who were rampant in Saibei were defeated by someone in this remote town, which made Tuoba Yu a little unacceptable.

Tuoba Yu said with some caution: "Who is Your Excellency, why did you meddle in the battle between me and the two of them? ”

Rong Jiaojiao sneered: "Joke, since the Wuzun family dares to make a move against the disciples of Lao Junguan, we are not allowed to interfere?" ”

"Lao Junguan?" Tuoba Yu was stunned for a moment, and then his face changed, as a disciple of Bi Xuan, his knowledge was naturally not comparable to Kou Zhong and the others, and he knew that Lao Junguan was a branch of the Demon Gate.

If Kou Zhong and the others really invested in the Demon Gate, then what stood behind them was the entire Demon Gate, although the Demon Gate was divided internally, but it had always been united externally.

Not to mention the mysterious master in front of him, Tuoba Yu saw his means and asked himself if he was not an opponent, if this person was dedicated to protecting Kou Zhong Xu Ziling, unless it was Wuzun Bi Xuan who personally took action, with their senior brothers and sisters, if they wanted to seize the immortal decision, it would be extremely difficult.

Seeing that Tuoba Yu's face was ugly, Song Xing said: "Kou Zhong Xu Ziling is now my disciple, and if Wuzun wants to live forever, then come to my Laojun to take it personally, seeing that you were quite polite before, spare your life, get out." ”

Although Song Xing said it was very arrogant, in the face of absolute strength, Tuoba Yu controlled his anger very well and did not make any irrational behavior.

"Shizun does not mean to be an enemy of your faction, the conditions for borrowing immortality as mentioned earlier are also valid for Lao Junguan, if the prince feels that the conditions are not enough, we can also talk about it, Wuzun is here with sincerity."

Tuoba Yu's tone was very sincere, but Song Xing didn't mean to talk to him much, waved his hand, and motioned for him to leave.

Seeing that the other party was like this, Tuoba Yu could only whisper again and said: "In this case, can you please let my junior sister go, my junior sister is young and ignorant, and I will wait for her to make amends to Your Excellency." ”

Song Xing shook his head: "Dare to make a move on me, didn't take her life, it's already for the sake of Wuzun's face, before Wuzun came in person, she was a guest in my Laojunguan." ”

Tuoba Yu's face changed, Song Xing's meaning was to detain Chun Yuwei as a hostage, if Bi Xuan wanted Chun Yuwei to live, he would have to kiss Lao Junguan.

Tuoba Yu was a little unclear about Song Xing's true intentions for a while.

That is the great martial arts master Wuzun Bi Xuan, who is respected by the Turks, Song Xing looks like a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy, what kind of confidence does he have to dare to collide head-on with this veteran grandmaster who has been famous for decades.

You must know that even Zhu Yuyan and Shi Zhixuan, the two demonic giants, did not dare to say that they would fight against the three great grandmasters easily.

Sanren Ning Daoqi, Wuzun Bi Xuan, and Yijian Master Fu Cailin are the three mountains that straddle the front of all the people in the martial arts.

Over the years, countless martial arts people who wanted to climb over these three mountains have all fallen at the foot of the mountain, and they can only look up at the figure that seems to touch the top of the sky.

In Tuoba Yu's heart, Song Xing is such an ignorant and arrogant person, he may have unparalleled talent, but he will definitely not be the opponent of his master.

Tuoba Yu's mind turned, and before he could think about how to continue to persuade Song Xing to let Chun Yuwei go, he heard the sound of cavalry galloping from outside the town, and his color suddenly changed.

The sound of horses' hooves galloped, and soon came to the outside of the tea shop, and hundreds of neat and uniform horses stopped in front of the tea shop in Herod's voice, making Tuoba Yu change color again.

With just a simple action, he judged that the knights outside were all elites who were forbidden by order.

At this juncture of snatching immortality, such an uninvited group of guests suddenly appeared, which made his heart feel ominous again.

The hundreds of knights who suddenly arrived at the scene, after stopping their horses outside the tea shop, were all silent except for the rough sound of the horses panting, and even Song Xing looked up curiously.

"Good boy, Daddy is here to take you home!"

Before the people entered the tea shop, a rough and loud voice sounded over the tea shop, making Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling's faces change.

At the same time, a person strode in, and as soon as he entered the door, he directly collided with Song Xing's sight.

Song Xing looked at the visitor, with a golden crown on his head, about fifty years old, his face was clumsy, he walked like a dragon, and his momentum was awe-inspiring, and from his name for Kou Zhong, Song Xing had already guessed the identity of the person.

Sleeve in the sleeve Du Fuwei.

Du Fuwei, the overlord of the underworld, first gathered righteousness with his friend Fu Gongyi, and later led the crowd to defect to the king of Changbai Mountain to accumulate strength, and then established himself as the general of the Jianghuai Army, with 100,000 troops, and fought in a vertical and horizontal battle formation, without tasting a defeat.

At the end of the Sui Dynasty, Du Fuwei led his troops to capture Liyang, intending to invade Danyang and infiltrate Jiangdu.

In addition to military strategy, Du Fuwei's kung fu is also at the forefront of martial arts, which makes people frightened.

After Kou Zhong and the others were immortalized, they accidentally fell into the hands of Du Fuwei and were forcibly adopted by Du Fuwei as a adopted son.

Du Fuwei tracked down in many ways, originally for Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling, who knew that after entering the tea shop, he was keenly aware of the faint sense of oppression on Song Xing's body, and locked it as soon as possible.

When he saw that there was a young man about the same as Kou Zhong in front of him, he secretly laughed at himself in his heart, and the older he was, the less timid he became.

"Xiao Zhong, Xiao Ling, Dad is here to pick you up, go back with me."

Du Fuwei stretched out his hand towards Kou Xu and the others, his eyes were gentle, as if he really regarded the two as his sons.

Kou Zhongqiang smiled: "Dad, how did you find this?" ”

Du Fuwei said: "Now the whole world is looking for you two, my father has a lot of soldiers, what is the difficulty of finding you, go back with my father, as my Du Fuwei's son, I see who dares to trouble you." ”

Kou Zhong immediately pointed at Tuoba Yu and said: "This person is called Tuoba Yu, and he said that he is a disciple of Wuzun Bi Xuan, and he wants to forcibly borrow immortality, what do you say, Dad?" ”

Tuoba Yu never thought that Kou Zhong would be so shameless, and before he could figure out the relationship between several people, he would directly cause trouble and point the finger at him.

Du Fuwei didn't say much, snorted coldly, his palm was like electricity, and he threw it directly towards Tuoba Yu, who obviously also recognized Du Fuwei's identity, and didn't dare to be careless, and a pair of iron claws greeted him.

Du Fuwei's ten fingers brushed over the iron claw, Tuoba Yu was shocked, the iron claw in his hand almost came out of his hand, and the true qi gushed out wildly, which was able to stabilize his body, and did not let the iron claw be taken away by Du Fuwei.

When Du Fuwei saw that one move did not restrain Tuoba Yu, he immediately felt that he had lost face in front of Kou Zhong and the others, but he said: "Turkic boy, there are two sons, no wonder he dares to come to the Central Plains to make waves." ”

With a rapid wave of his hands, he hit the same position of the iron claw three times in a row, and Tuoba Yu could no longer resist Du Fuwei's furious true qi, and was shocked to retreat again and again, slamming into the wall behind him.

Perhaps because of his concern for Bi Xuan's reputation, Du Fuwei finally did not choose to kill the killer and spared Tuoba Yu's life.