Qiao Feng was stunned, he was also a smart person, how could he not hear the dissatisfaction in the tone of the beggar gang elder, but there were many doubts in it, and for a while, he couldn't understand the reason at all.

Xu Chongxiao strode over, although he was old, he was vigorous, with a high level of martial arts, and he had an awe-inspiring bearing when he walked.

"Gang Leader Qiao, the enemy is right in front of you, do you want the brothers to turn a blind eye?"

Xu Chongxiao snorted coldly, his eyes were a little aggressive, Qiao Feng's face changed slightly, but he didn't mess up, he said loudly: "Elder Xu, Brother Ma's death, there are still doubts, and it is not completely certain whether it is really Murong Gongzi's doing, what do you mean by this?"

"What do you mean? My beggar gang has been famous for a hundred years, and now the deputy gang leaders have been killed, if you can't avenge him, then what kind of gang is the largest gang in the world?"

Xu Chongxiao sneered, his internal breath was running, and his voice spread throughout the apricot forest, most of the beggar gang disciples could hear it clearly, and many people couldn't help nodding, feeling that what Xu Chongxiao said was not bad, the beggar gang was famous, and if he couldn't even avenge the killing of the deputy gang leader, it would really be discredited.

"The beggar gang disciples listen to the order, cloth beating dog formation, today my beggar gang will learn the Gusu Murong clan!"

Without waiting for Qiao Feng to say anything, Xu Chongxiao actually ordered directly, this scene made many people's faces change greatly, this is already completely disregarding the authority of the gang leader.

It's just that Xu Chongxiao's reputation in the Beggar Gang should not be underestimated, as soon as he gave the order, most of the Beggar Gang disciples immediately took action, the bamboo stick was beaten, and he began to crush towards Murong Fu and his party with chaotic steps, and an awe-inspiring momentum suddenly erupted, thrilling.

Qiao Feng's face changed at the moment, knowing that something was wrong, today's battle, once the battle started, the consequences would be really unimaginable.

And this was not the result he wanted to see, so he shouted at the moment: "Beggars help the disciple stop!"

"Hmph, since the helper doesn't uphold justice, then what else is there to say, do it!"

Xu Chongxiao was unmoved, and ordered again.

In this way, although many disciples paused, there were still many people who could do it, and they accelerated their speed, these people were the masterminds of today's conspiracy, and many of them were Xu Chongxiao's henchmen, so they naturally obeyed their orders.

"Hehe, very good, I really didn't expect that the beggar gang would be so arrogant and arrogant, so I started to do it, but it's okay, the cycle of life and death, the creation of heaven, is just in a thought, since you don't cherish your own life, why bother with killing methods. ”

Murong Fu watched coldly, and when he saw that these beggar disciples were really ready to attack them, he sighed lightly and walked forward step by step.

Bao Wei and the others were stunned at the same time, almost never expecting that things would change so quickly, just now the two sides were still arguing with each other, and they didn't expect that in the blink of an eye, they would face each other.

However, although there were some accidents, Bao Wei and the two of them were not afraid, although the prestige of the beggar gang was powerful, they couldn't scare the two of them, and they each held a blade in their hands at the moment, ready to fight.

Gu Mozhi was also stunned for a moment, his eyes flashed, his breath flowed, and he still decided to help Murong Fu, after all, he has a good relationship with the Murong family, and since it happened to be the meeting, it was naturally difficult to get out of the matter.

"You don't have to do anything, just watch. ”

Murong Fu's voice came suddenly, with undoubted firmness in his tone, and several people thought for a moment, it was definitely better not to do it for the time being, and if the situation was really not good, it would not be too late for them to go up and help.

"Okay, it's worthy of Gusunan Murong, if you really have a little guts, I'll let you taste the power of the beggars' gang fighting dogs. ”

Xu Chongxiao stood aside, and when he saw that Murong Fu dared to meet him alone, he immediately sneered and said.

"Well, I hope you'll be able to laugh later. ”

Murong Fu sighed in his heart, the light in his eyes suddenly changed, the whole person was indifferent and ruthless, and a trace of dead silence spread everywhere, which made people can't help but rise a terrifying emotion, and the entire apricot forest seemed to become cold and piercing at this moment.

Boom, killing intent is everywhere, the killing machine is boundless, as soon as Murong Fu's momentum comes out, it suddenly shocks the earth, and in the entire forest, the wind is howling, the dust is flying, and the dead leaves are rolling around.

Boom!

The sound of gold and iron filled the heavens and the earth, and a silver sword appeared in Murong Fu's hand, the sword was three feet long, exuding a cold aura, and at a glance, he knew that it was a divine weapon.

This sharp sword is the heirloom sword of the Murong family, called the ancient sword of Longcheng, and according to legend, it was the sword of Murong Longcheng back then.

At this time, Murong Fu had a sword in his hand, and his temperament changed greatly, completely no longer the indifferent and calm appearance just now, but was dazzling, the sword aura was soaring, and the tragic murderous aura was permeating.

"This, this is?"

Bao Wei's face suddenly turned pale, and his whole person trembled a little, as if he had seen something incredible.

The situation was not much worse, and he took several steps back, his face full of horror, and even a strong look of fear appeared in his eyes.

The performance of the two was seen by Hauma Chi next to him, which made him very puzzled.

"Bao donor, wind donor, you two are this?"

"National teacher, the big thing is not good, my son-in-law is afraid, I'm afraid he is going to kill!"

"Yes, over the years, the prince has rarely used a sword, and he only dealt with us with fists and feet, but at this time he actually came out with a sword, once the sword was out, then, the consequences, today this apricot forest is afraid that there will be a river of blood. ”

Bao Wei and Feng Bo Evil said in shock, as if they remembered the unbearable past.

A few years ago, they had inadvertently seen Murong Fu practicing swords, that scene, endless death, tragic murderous aura, it was just like Shura, it was really too scary, since that day, they had never seen Murong Fu practice swords, today this beggar gang seems to have really annoyed Murong Fu, once the sword is out, Bao Wei and the storm are very clear what a terrible scene it is.

Gu Mozhi was shocked in his heart, his eyes converged, and he watched Murong Fu's every move closely, wanting to see some clues.

The atmosphere was depressed and silent, Murong Fu had a sword in his hand, and he didn't know how long it had been, and the beggar gang's dog-fighting array finally came to him.

At this moment, there are hundreds of people in this dog-fighting formation, and there are hundreds of people in the formation, these beggars and disciples, each of them is not very powerful, but once they form a formation against the enemy, their power will immediately increase greatly, regardless of attack and defense, they are all invulnerable, like a human wall, crushing over, waving bamboo sticks, and the sound of sneering through the air continues to sound, and at a glance, Murong Fu is in front of a green and bright light.

"It's a good beggar to fight the dog formation, it's a pity, it's a pity!"

Murong Fu's sigh sounded in everyone's ears, and for some reason, everyone suddenly felt a thick bloody aura rolling in, and an endless sharp murderous aura suddenly erupted.

In the next moment, a gray sword light had already slashed out.

A sword light chilled the fourteen continents, the mighty killing aura, like a dragon and snake dancing, that ray of sword light, extremely terrifying, spread out in an arc.

In the blink of an eye, the sound of puffs was endless, mixed with screams of horror, and suddenly the blood mist was filled.

Under a sword, it brings boundless death and withering, although the beggar gang's dog-fighting formation is not weak in defense, but in the face of this sword light, it seems to be like a spring breeze and rain, without the slightest effect, dozens of bamboo sticks have broken one after another, and at the same time, there are also those disciples of the beggar gang who are closest to Murong Fu, these disciples, without exception, were cut into two under this death sword light, and the corpses flew around, blood splashed, staining a large area of the ground.

"Oh no! Murong Gongzi stop!"

The first to react was naturally Qiao Feng, his eyes were split, seeing the scene in front of him, he couldn't believe his eyes, he let out a terrible roar at the moment, and at the same time, he rushed over.

"Gang Master Qiao, it's already late, since they have made a move on me, then I have to accept the consequences, as soon as the sword of death comes out, there will be no one in the world!"

Murong Fu's expression was indifferent, dressed in green clothes, but he was like a god on top, looking down on the world, indifferent and ruthless, and treating everything as a dog.

Whoosh, a green shadow flickered, Murong Fu's figure suddenly plunged into the crowd, the long sword in his hand waved, bringing boundless despair and death, every time the sword light waved, there were gray sword qi criss-crossed, and everywhere he passed, the residual value of the broken arm was scattered all over the ground.

In just three or five breaths, Murong Fu took out seven seven and forty-nine swords in a row, each sword killed a piece of people, and by the time he stopped, there was no longer a single living person among the beggar gang disciples who had just shot.

Blood, corpses, covered the ground, Murong Fu stood indifferently in the center of the corpse, the silver light of the long sword in his hand was still there, there was no trace of blood left, but it became more and more cold and shining.

And at this time, Qiao Feng approached his side.

Looking at the corpses of the beggars all over the ground, Qiao Feng's face was gloomy, and his whole person was like an angry volcano, which could erupt at any time.

"Murong Gongzi, you are so ruthless, such a poisonous sword! Hundreds of beggar gang disciples, you killed them all with a shot. ”

Qiao Feng's tone was low and deep, without the slightest emotional fluctuation, the silence was frightening, and his voice was extremely hoarse.

"Gang Master Qiao, I said, since they dare to attack me, then they must have the courage to bear the consequences, these people, who are innocent of death, can die under my death sword, it can be regarded as a creation. ”

Murong Fu's calm and indifferent tone made people feel cold.

This calm and calm, attitude of treating life like an ant, no matter who it is, raises boundless fear.

Murong Fu has been a human being for several lifetimes, and to this day, in addition to a heart of seeking the Tao, the other so-called good and evil, life and death, and killing, for him, are not the slightest hindrance, not to mention the lives of more than 100 beggar disciples, not to mention that he is not in his eyes, thinking about the Condor World at the beginning, I don't know how many Mongolian soldiers died under his sword, compared to that scene, this can only be regarded as a pediatric.

What's more, as soon as the sword of death comes out, it will only bring death and destruction, and there is no second result.

"What a Nan Murong, you are already a complete demon, today Qiao wants you to pay for your blood debt!"

Qiao Feng shouted, his breath became more and more terrifying, his eyes were red, and he stepped out, and the volley was a palm, the sound of the dragon's groan was earth-shattering, and the wild and domineering palm power surged.

The dragon fought in the wild, its blood was yellow, Qiao Feng's palm was extremely powerful, the color of the heavens and the earth changed, and the surrounding air seemed to be drained by infinite strength.

Murong Fu laughed, didn't take out his sword, and slapped a palm with his hand, soft and weak, facing Qiao Feng's dominating palm power.

Poof, there was a muffled sound, and in the horrified eyes of everyone, Qiao Feng's palm power was like a mud cow entering the sea, submerged between Murong Fu's palms, and then the same vast palm power like a dragon flipped out, directly bombarding Qiao Feng's chest.

The dignified beggar gang leader, in one move, flew up in the air, his chest gurgled, and before he landed, he spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his face turned pale.

Defeated, Qiao Feng was defeated, and he was defeated in the hands of Murong Fu without any suspense.

And the palm power in it is still the eighteen palms of the dragon descending that he played by himself.

"Give back to the other in his way!"

Gu Mozhi said word by word, his face was solemn, and it was only at this moment that he understood how terrifying Murong Fu's martial arts were, and it had reached an unfathomable and unimaginable level.

He could see very clearly that the means Murong Fu had just used were wonderful, and how strong Qiao Feng was with his palm, how much he had endured.

Coughing again and again, Qiao Feng was extremely talented in the end, even if he was hit by such a powerful palm, he insisted on standing up, and did not fall down completely, he was a hero, which was amazing.

It's just that although he stood up, his breath was weak, his chest was undulating, and he obviously had no strength to make a move.

Murong Fu's Fighting Kung Fu at this moment has reached the realm of transformation, with every move of his hand, he can reverse yin and yang and move his strength, compared to the original Dou Zhuan Xing of the Murong family, it is more powerful than that, when he makes a move, there is no trace, even if Qiao Feng and other figures, under his Dou Zhuan Qiankun, do not have the slightest resistance power, and they are directly killed by one blow, temporarily losing their combat effectiveness.

Silence, the entire apricot forest, there is silence, especially looking at the bloody corpses in the field, it is even more terrifying.

Many of the beggar disciples were completely distracted at this time, and even lost the courage to do it.

It was really Murong Fu who shot too hard and too fast just now, and in the blink of an eye, hundreds of people died on the spot, and this kind of scene like Shura's hell had completely frightened them.

"A few people outside the forest, haven't you come out yet?"

Murong Fu didn't care about the reaction of the beggars, his eyes turned and looked in the southeast direction, where the forests were lush and the grass was lush, and it seemed very quiet.

Just as Murong Fu's words fell, a group of people walked out of it.

One of them was an old monk in yellow clothes, the Buddhist beads in his hand were turning, his face was compassionate, but his face was slightly pale, and he obviously saw the bloody scene just now.

There was also an old couple, next to a thin donkey rider, who was trembling all over his body, and his eyes were flickering.

Finally, there was a middle-aged man with a square and swarthy face, a pair of judge's pens in his hand, and a few young people, who walked over tremblingly.

Monk Zhiguang of Tiantai Mountain, Tan Gong Tan Po of Chongxiao Cave in Taihang Mountain, and a strange person Zhao Qiansun, plus the iron-faced judge Shan Zheng's father and son.

They originally came to the apricot forest today to settle a public case that year, but they didn't expect that after seeing such a bloody and fierce scene, they were frightened one by one at the moment, and when they heard Murong Fu's words, they didn't dare to slack off, and they appeared directly.

"Very good, Monk Zhiguang, Tan Gong Tan Po, Zhao Qiansun, Shan Zheng, a few of you have also arrived at the Jiangnan Territory, it seems that you are prepared. ”

Murong Fu said lightly, his eyes were calm, without the slightest emotion, and no one knew what he was thinking in his heart.

"By the way, what should you do, what are you going to do, I'm very interested in the next thing, I also want to know, what are you guys who are not light in the martial arts gathering here, what are you doing here, in short, it's not for me Murong Fu, right?"

"Murong Gongzi said with a smile, I'm waiting here, there is indeed something else important, and it has nothing to do with Gongzi!"

Tan Gong was an old man with gray hair, with a far-fetched smile on his face, and said.

"Very good, then you can continue, the matter of my Murong family and the beggar gang will be talked about last. ”

Murong Fu said coldly, then returned to the side of Bao Wei and the others, and was silent.

"Son, aren't these people here for our grudge against the beggar gang?"

Bao asked softly.

"Naturally not, these people, from all over the world, the death of a deputy gang leader of the Beggar Gang, where is there such weight, they are really here for a big event, you will know if you continue to look at it. ”

Murong Fu shook his head slightly, but did not say it directly.

The atmosphere in the field was calm, it seemed a little weird, the beggars were still immersed in the killing just now and did not ease up, the new Zhiguang monk and others didn't know where to start for a while, and the scene was so deadlocked.

Fortunately, things soon took a turn for the better, and a commotion came, and a group of beggar disciples walked in from outside the forest surrounded the two of them.

These two people are the two elders of the beggar gang.

After a moment of silence, although everyone was taken by Murong Fu's ruthless methods just now, they did not continue to be silent, first of all, Kang Min began to talk about Ma Dayuan, but at this time, the beggars no longer dared to plant this matter on Murong Fu's head, but vaguely transferred it to Qiao Feng.

In the end, he took out the secret letter of Wang Jiantong, the leader of the previous generation of beggar gangs.

Soon, a public case from 30 years ago began to be staged.

Although there were changes in the middle, everything still did not surprise Murong Fu.

He has seen through the essence of today's beggar gang gathering, what is the investigation of Ma Dayuan's death, it is simply a pretext, but the real purpose is to involve the struggle for power and profit within the beggar gang, several elders, and many helm owners, plus Mrs. Ma, Xu Chongxiao, these important figures of the beggar gang are fueling the trouble, what is done is to oust Qiao Feng, the leader of the beggar gang.