Under the daylight, the 300,000 spears shone brightly enough to keep people open. And the army behind Bu Qianhuai and the elders in front of the family did not move. The army has no orders and will not act without authorization, and the family is afraid that even a small move will usher in an overwhelming rain of arrows from the army.

With his fists facing each other, Murong Tai's shirt was as if he had been slapped by a hurricane, whistling backwards, and his whole body was shrouded in cold.

On the other hand, he holds the handle of the knife with his left hand, and he is at ease.

"The exercises are suppressed, you are old and frail, but Ben Hou is the nascent sun, how can you win? It's better to stop here, Ben Hou and your Murong family are happy. ”

Murong Taishang's cultivation is the inheritance of martial arts, and the stars are controlled by the immortals. Bu Qianhuai's Ten Heavens and Nine Earths Venerable Divine Technique was directly on the innate level, suppressing Murong Taishang to death.

The middle finger of the index finger of his right hand had cracked his skin, blood was waving out from his fingertips, and Murong Taishang's face became more and more pale: "Bu Qianhuai!"

The right hand drew a circle in mid-air, Tai Chi was natural, and the schema ran directly towards Murong Taishang. Dao Wei Hehe, who uses not the immortal head of the fairy wind and dao bones, but the recognized demon of the martial arts with demonic methods, which is outrageous.

With one move, Bu Qianhuai turned the knife in his left hand, and held the blade with his right hand, and suddenly added a layer of frost to the autumn wind.

"The last resort, it's easy to go. Throwing out a knife mark on the side, although it is a long-handled knife, it is held with one hand, making a knife draw: "A thousand slashes." ”

A thousand years are chopped, and a thousand years are chopped. It is also a killer move that can kill the master of the Bodhi Buddha Domain Ming God Realm with one sword. For Murong Taishang, who has been injured and suppressed everywhere, there is no need to say much about the ending.

The figure moved suddenly, and the sword light was like a dragon, as if cutting through the long river of time, cutting away thousands of years.

When he turned around, the autumn wind in his hand was already in his hands, the blade was obliquely pointed on the ground, the ground of smoke and dust was suddenly calm like water, and the tip of the knife was like a dragonfly, swinging out of bursts of water lines, but what came out of the ground was layers of frost and cold autumn wind, which made the people of the family feel dazzling under the daylight.

The crutches in Murong Taishang's hand suddenly broke and slipped from the middle, and he looked down at the half-cut crutches in his hand, Murong Taishang's face calmed down. The old man, who seemed to be stable and peaceful, smiled bitterly: "Old...... It's old...... Murong family, I ...... after all" The blood on the neck appeared, the blood was scattered all over the ground, and the eyes gradually became dull. The last sentence is still the Xinnian family. The unspeakable regret, along with his life, returned to heaven together.

Looking sideways at the people of the Murong family with tears in their eyes, Bu Qianhuai smiled and said, "Arrow rain, fall!"

In just a breath, at least 50,000 soldiers in the rear raised their longbows and fired arrows into the sky. And the head of the Murong family and those elders couldn't even bury the body of their own Taishang, so they turned around and ran directly into the mansion, trying to stop the rain in the sky.

After a few rounds, the originally magnificent Murong Mansion also became a ruin, unsightly.

"Stop!"

At the sound of an order, the bows and arrows in the hands of the sergeant were all parked, and the rain of arrows came to an end after ten breaths.

"Leave some alive, and the Murong family's classics must not be destroyed, and the money will be left behind. "One out of ten is how much to find, ninety percent is handed in, and one percent is held by himself, for these soldiers, it is really a great benefit, and it is enough to see that Bu Qianhuai has put a lot of thought into winning over: "Fei Yuwei assists from the side, but there are embezzlers, and they will be killed on the spot." ”

As soon as the words fell, the soldiers seemed to go crazy and volunteered to march forward.

"Meng Chang, go. Go directly to the place where the Murong family's martial arts remained, and no one was allowed to peep at the martial arts, and they were all packed up and brought back to the Hou Mansion. ”

Meng Chang on the side nodded and replied: "No, Master Hou, Meng Chang obeys orders." Then he took a hundred flying feather guards and went straight to the Murong family's library pavilion.

On the mountain peak in the distance, the elite of the Ten Thousand Spirits Army wore armor and held guns, and the people in the distance looked at the half of the cadres who rushed into Murong's house.

"The turtle in the urn, the Murong family is surrounded by water on three sides, and the 300,000 army is sinking in the sand today...... Assistant. ”

A general at the peak realm of the day after tomorrow next to him was full of reverence, and bowed down: "Your Highness!"

"Restore the Great Spirit, right now! Rain of arrows and throw stones. ”

At this time, Bu Qianhuai, together with the soldiers, had already entered the ruined Murong family, first the tragic death of the Murong family Taishang stimulated the nerves, and then there was a rain of arrows raging, cutting off the last retreat. The dozens of heirs of the Murong family who have been caught now have completely given up struggling, and the Murong family will really perish after today. Wuwei Dao Murong family, a two-thousand-year-old family, is wiped out today.

"The Murong family practices the Heavenly Star Transformation and Starfall Finger, but don't worry, it won't be lost, because ......" Before the words fell, Bu Qianhuai turned around suddenly, only to see the rain of arrows in the air like fine needles, falling densely.

"Arrows fall from the air, all raise their shields!"

After that, raising his hand is the true yuan that shrouds the surrounding ten miles, freezing a layer of air, in a vain attempt to block the arrows falling from the sky.

And the people on the far peak took a deep breath: "Polishing all the arrows and boulders, and then directly pull out the army and destroy the remaining cadres." ”

I saw that this person was surrounded by a dragon-shaped true yuan, and he was majestic: "Bu Qianhuai! This king will take your life today!"

The mountain peak left a strong footprint, and the figure flew down directly from the distant mountain peak, like a wild dragon leaping into the sea, and the dragon was mighty and dragonly, even if it was ten miles away, it still rushed to the face.

Seeing that the protection above could not last long, the surrounding soldiers were not stupid, raising their shields to find cover, and feeling familiar with Long Wei. Bu Qianhuai was stunned for a moment, and then he was full of anger: "Ji Ziming, you really didn't die!"

And the roaring anger in the distance, carrying the dragon might, came straight to Murong's house, Ji Ziming didn't want to hide his identity at all, and shouted: "Bu Qianhuai, today next year, your death day." ”

Directly disperse that layer of protection, even if you mention the true yuan in your body: "Polishing perfectly, promoted to Mingshen, now you Ji Ziming, you can't suppress the deity!"

"Master Hou. Meng Chang took the martial arts of the Murong family and hurried over.

"Ji Ziming appeared, and all the guards who were arranged must have been wiped out by cinnabar. But it doesn't matter, kill Ji Ziming, and the spirit army is still in his hands. You first take the classics back to the Hou Mansion and let Ye Fei come over, this time, I will kill Ji Ziming, he Ji Ruoshui, is still a puppet puppet in his palm. ”