Huangfu Zhiji grabbed the axe on the ground and rushed out, it seemed that he was going to teach this group of red-clothed people a hard lesson.

Murong Yu squatted down, the "Source Pearl" slowly rotated, the power of the elements of heaven and earth slowly surged, and Murong Yu chanted the spell in a low voice, it seemed that he was casting a healing magic. I saw a white light flickering on his fingertips, and a strong light slowly poured into Huangfu Mingshao's forehead.

Huangfu Mingshao's pale face slowly changed, the internal organs were slowly healing, the damaged muscles and bones were slowly improving, and in a few breaths, Huangfu Mingshao felt that he was resurrected with full blood, and the whole person's spirit and spirit were fully recovered, but he was a little weak. He opened his eyes, spat out a little blood foam, and said, "Xiexie!

Murong Yu secretly thought in his heart: Can a twelfth-level healing magic be bad? He nodded slightly and smiled, which could be regarded as a response. Then he said to Linlin: "Your brother is fine, he needs to rest." When Lin Lin heard this, she immediately waved her hand and summoned two people, one carrying Huangfu Mingshao on her back, and the other holding her back, and walked through the crowd towards the headquarters of the Moon Scar Mercenaries.

Seeing her eldest brother leave, Linlin turned around and saluted and whispered, "Murong Yu, Xiexie you!"

Murong Yu smiled: "Linlin, you're welcome, oh, by the way, this is really your eldest brother?"

"Of course, what's wrong?" asked Linlin rhetorically.

She turned to the Huangfu Zhiji who was wielding a big axe in the field and said, "That's my father Huangfu Zhiji, the leader of the Moon Scar Mercenary Group, my name is Huangfu Linlin. ”

"Huangfu Linlin, don't you say it, I was in a hurry at the time, and I really don't know your name. Murong Yu smiled. At the same time turn to the field.

Huangfu Zhiji is the leader of the Moon Scar Mercenary Group, and his strength is also the peak of the imperial level. He wielded his breathtaking tomahawk and slashed in. Split a few people in red without the power to fight back. Bi Tianxu was entangled by two emperor-level powerhouses, and he couldn't care if he wanted to help.

Lin Lin paid attention to the battle on the field and said, "Murong Yu, my mother said that you are still a distant relative of my family, so you can count it as my cousin." ”

"What, cousin, Linlin, your mother is ......," Murong Yu said in surprise again.

"I'll talk about this later, do you know how the eldest brother was injured by them?" asked Linlin.

Murong Yu replied: "I guess there was a dispute about something, and I don't know the specific situation. ”

Huangfu Zhiji was really powerful, and several red-clothed people in the field quickly fell to the ground. The injury was not light, and only Bi Tianxu was left struggling to support. Murong Yu realized at this time that this Bi Tianxu was really not an ordinary person, he was holding a battle knife, and between the knife and the knife, the dark cyan fighting spirit lingered, and it seemed that his hands were very tough.

That faint cyan fighting spirit must be the family heirloom fighting spirit mentioned in the Dianguang intelligence, and the two emperor-level mercenaries would have been killed by him if they hadn't cooperated tacitly. Judging from the scene, Bi Tianxu was completely at ease and did not do his best at all.

Huangfu Zhiji's fierce fighting spirit cultivation. directly knocked the rest of the people to the ground, and was surrounded by several mercenaries with spears, bows and arrows, not daring to move. Huangfu Zhiji roared and entered Bi Tianxu's three-person battle group. Suddenly, Bi Tianxu felt a lot of pressure.

Bi Tianxu dodged and took half a step back. The cyan fighting qi on the battle knife was blessed again, and the dark cyan fighting qi was like two green dragons. Surrounded by the blade of the sword, it has lasted for a long time. Murong Yu stared at Bi Tianxu from the side, wanting to see what was so special about this kind of fighting spirit.

The two giant axes of the Emperor's Ambition are staggered. The whole body rotated like two huge meat grinders, and there was no doubt that once it hit, it would be missing arms and legs. Bi Tianxu's war knife drew an arc from the air, and his body retreated violently, continuously blocking the blade of the axe.

Boom!

A series of Jin Ge's voices continued endlessly, and the other two cooperated with Huangfu Zhiji to attack at the same time, Bi Tianxu's expression was solemn, and he forcibly fought hard, feeling that his follow-up was weak, and he retreated again.

At this moment, a red-robed man fell from the sky, swept the war knife in his hand, and suddenly, the three people who attacked felt suffocated, "Bang bang!" The three of them immediately retreated.

Saint-level powerhouse! Murong Yu instantly concluded that this person was a saint-level powerhouse, and he was not so strong that it was not a point or two.

Bi Tianxu sat on the ground and shouted, "Master!"

At this time, everyone found that there was an old man in a red robe in the field, and the blood-red robe danced without wind, majestic, like a god descending from heaven.

"You dare to besiege my apprentice!" The old man in the red robe had a haircut, his expression flashed, and he looked around for a week, and no one dared to look at him.

Huangfu Zhiji snorted coldly, the fighting spirit condensed again, and the other two leaned towards him, and the three of them formed a group of fighting spirits, thinking that they would rather die than break down.

The red-robed old man Zuihou froze on Bi Tianxu's body, and said: "With your strength, even if the three of them are together, they are not your opponents, you are a little weaker in your heart, and there is always a gap in courage and courage." ”

As soon as he turned around, he stared at the three of them and continued: "These three people have a lot of combat experience, and I think it is a tacit understanding formed by fighting together for a long time, and you will not be unjustly defeated. ”

As soon as this red-robed old man appeared, he completely suppressed the Moonmark Mercenary Group, and Murong Yu took a look at it, and there were nearly thirty people in the Moonmark Mercenary Group, but they were forcibly suppressed by the red-robed old man. A few red-clothed people who had just been beaten to the ground immediately got up, hid behind the red-robed old man, and helped Bi Tianxu up.

The red-robed old man continued: "Let's go up together, let you see what the real Liliang is." ”

Huangfu Zhiji shook the battle axe in his hand, and rushed forward first, and the two had a tacit understanding of killing left and right. What started as a small dispute has now turned into a never-ending game. Lin Lin stared at the three of them very nervously, breaking out in a cold sweat, after all, the old man in the red robe was a saint-level powerhouse.

The three of them went fast and retreated faster.

The red-robed old man was injured in one round, and blood came out of the wrists, arms and thighs of the three people. Lin Lin didn't see the whole process of the fight at all, and the rest of the people present were even more foggy. Murong Yu could see clearly that the red-robed old man only made one sword, as fast as lightning, and instantly injured three people. Fortunately, I didn't have the intention of killing, otherwise there would be three corpses on the ground now.

Seeing the three of them retreat violently, the red-robed old man laughed wildly, and he said coldly: "Since you have injured a few of my unsuccessful apprentices, I will also punish you slightly, don't think that the mercenary group is very good, and it is just a matter of killing you." ”

Arrogance! Arrogant! Stinky fart to the extreme!

Huangfu Zhiji endured the pain on his wrist, and yelled again and pounced, Murong Yu saw it, his heart was in a hurry, his feet accelerated, and he chased after Huangfu Zhiji.

"Wow!" With a crisp sound, the two axes of Huangfu Zhiji flew out, and the whole person fell back, and Murong Yu followed at the right time, sweeping towards the back.

The red-robed old man snorted coldly: "I can't help myself!"

Murong Yu, who didn't want to make a move, had to make a move in order to save Huangfu Zhiji, but the red-robed old man could see from Murong Yu's speed that this guy was not ordinary.

"Wow!" a mouthful of blood spurted out of Huangfu Zhiji.

Lin Lin rushed up and cried, "Daddy! Daddy!"

Murong Yu entered a fighting spirit, Huangfu Zhiji relieved his breath, and Linlin was already in tears at this time, crying like a tearful person. The surrounding members of the mercenary group immediately surrounded and shouted, "Commander!

Several emperor-level powerhouses of the Moonmark Mercenary Group immediately surrounded the red-robed old man, it seems that these guys are really ruthless, even the saint-level powerhouses are not afraid, and they are glaring at the red-robed people one by one.

Huangfu Zhiji woke up and said weakly: "Great...everyone...don't go to death!" His voice was slightly louder than the voice of a mosquito, how could anyone hear it.

Murong Yu helped Huangfu Zhiji to sit up and let him cross his knees to heal his injuries, he had completely controlled the injury, and the rest depended on Huangfu Zhiji. Nan Jia Xin'er and Sheng Yu Linghe and the other four, as well as the two major guards, also leaned towards Murong Yu.

The four daughters were afraid that Murong Yu would be injured, after all, Murong Yu had only heard about the battle against Yan Chuanyan, and no one had ever seen Murong Yu really make a move. The two guards were also a little worried, but they were a kind of reflex to protect the normal mentality of the master.

At this moment, when a melee was about to begin, Murong Yu suddenly asked Linlin, "Linlin, then what should I call your father?"

Linlin suddenly had the urge to spray this guy's saliva, and now that it's this time, she is still asking this, but she still thought about it and said, "Although it is a distant relative, if you count it, you should call it uncle." ”

Murong Yu frowned speechlessly, it seemed that Linlin hadn't figured out how the two came to be related. None of that mattered, though, what he needed was a name, a reason to play.

"Linlin, uncle is fine, you take care of him. Murong Yu immediately changed his name to his uncle, and directly thundered down a few guys from the mercenary group.

Murong Yu stood up and said to the members of the mercenary group in the field: "Uncle said, let you all step down, I will come to meet this old man." ”

He dashingly pointed to the Huangfu Zhiji who was pranayama, and the people surrounding the red-robed old man looked at Linlin, and found that Linlin nodded slightly, and naturally slowly retreated towards the back. At this time, the red-robed old man fully faced Murong Yu's existence, and his eyes seemed to be looking through Murong Yu's entire body, as if he was appreciating an ancient work of art.

Master!

This is the first feeling of the red-robed old man, even if Murong Yu rescues the emperor's scars, he relies on speed, but when Murong Yu stands forward, the momentum exuded by his body is actually on par with the red-robed old man.

The old man in the red robe has a resounding title - the Qinglong Sword Saint, the emperor of the sword, full of domineering. (To be continued......)

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