"Poof. Fu Cailin raised his head to the sky and spurted blood, and fell weakly from the air.

Wang Yu's right fist pierced his chest directly, shattering his heart. Even if he is a great grandmaster, he will definitely not escape death this time.

The two "Wang Yu" also fell from the sky and returned to the stands.

"Wang Yu", who had just tried his best to dodge the sword in the air, suddenly tore off his face, and a human skin mask was torn off by him, revealing his true face.

Basically no one knew him, only a swordsman under the stands suddenly clenched the sword in his hand.

"Your Majesty, Fu Cailin has been ambushed, and His Majesty has no last resort. He came to the real Wang Yu with a hint of admiration on his face.

Only by personally participating in this plan did he know how meticulous Wang Yu's calculations were.

is interlocking, and Fu Cailin's every step of the behavior is considered dead, leaving no life for Fu Cailin at all.

Fu Cailin is famous all over the world for his sword skills, paying attention to the preemptive strike, step by step. But in his opinion, Wang Yu's way of calculation, at least this time, far surpassed Fu Cailin.

The results speak for themselves.

The corners of Wang Yu's mouth also showed a hint of a smile, and he reached out and patted this person's shoulder, and said, "Brother Fu, thank you for your hard work." ”

Brother Fu, naturally it is Fu Hongxue.

Before this battle took place, Wang Yu and his think tank made all kinds of deductions about the battle situation, and prevented all of Fu Cailin's possible actions.

And one thing that Wang Yu and his think tank jointly confirmed is that if Fu Cailin loses at the hands of Zhu Yuyan, there is a ninety percent chance that he will take a risk and choose to assassinate Wang Yu before he dies.

Empathy. Wang Yu thinks he will do the same.

So Wang Yu formulated a stand-in plan.

Let a person put on a human skin mask and disguise himself as Wang Yu. And Wang Yu is hidden in the shadows, and he will be killed at a critical time. Fatal with one hit.

It's not a clever strategy, but it's very practical.

Of course, this stand-in can't be an ordinary person, otherwise it won't be able to attract Fu Cailin's attention.

Moreover, Wang Yu did not want this stand-in to be in danger.

After all, it's your own people.

Therefore, as a stand-in, Wang Yu chose Fu Hongxue.

Fu Hongxue and Wang Yu are gentlemen's friends, and there is no difference between monarchs and ministers. So Wang Yu went to find Fu Hongxue in person.

did not surprise Wang Yu's expectations, Fu Hongxue readily agreed.

Be able to appreciate Fu Cailin's swordsmanship. Fu Hongxue is also very interested.

Moreover, Fu Hongxue also knows her position very clearly.

Since he chose to apprentice to Song Que, Fu Hongxue has already been in the camp of the new dynasty.

Fu Hongxue shook her head, with a hint of regret on her face, and said: "It's just a pity that I haven't been able to appreciate the unparalleled sword technique in the world, and I don't know how big a gap my sword technique is with him." ”

"There's no hurry. There will be opportunities in the future. Wang Yu said.

Bursting applause, Ning Daoqi got up and said, "Your Majesty is really a good method, but isn't it too ruthless?"

Wang Yu turned his head, and murderous intent flashed in his eyes. Said: "Could it be that Fu Cailin won't be ruthless if he wants to kill me? Or does Niu Nose think that you used your spirit to contain Wan Wan just now I didn't see it? Since I have already killed a great grandmaster, I don't care about killing the second one." ”

Wang Yu spoke between words. The arrogance was undoubtedly displayed, and he did not save any face for Ning Daoqi.

Rao is the state of mind of Ning Dodge. At the moment, his face was a little unbearable.

The rabbit died and the fox was sad, and Fu Cailin was the same great master. Now seeing that Fu Cailin is about to die, it is impossible for Ning Daoqi not to be touched at all.

"Your Majesty is too murderous, I'm afraid it's not the blessing of the people. Shi Fei Xuan stood beside Ning Daoqi and said softly.

A grim smile appeared at the corner of Wang Yu's mouth, and as soon as his right hand was raised, Fu Cailin had already fallen into Wang Yu's hands with a sword.

"Senior Concubine Xuan, you said that I was too lethal, so I will let you see what it means to be really too lethal. As soon as Wang Yu threw his right hand, Fu Cailin was thrown into the air by him. Then the sword swept into the air, a sword swept, Fu Cailin's body was broken into two, and the great head was thrown on the stage by Wang Yu.

At this time, Fu Cailin still opened his eyes wide, and he didn't blink an eye.

He knew that he would die sooner or later, but he didn't expect that he would die like this.

Blood sprayed wildly, staining the stands red, making the onlookers exclaim.

"Senior Concubine Xuan, how is it?

"You ......" Concubine Shi opened her mouth and stammered, not knowing what to say.

Her mind is far more mature than ordinary people, but this world is not the world of the Tang Dynasty, and there are many people in the world who do not sell Cihang Jingzhai's face.

She couldn't do it all.

Give her face and call her a teacher fairy, don't give her face, the identity of the heir of Cihang Jingzhai is nothing in the eyes of many people.

"Amitabha, Your Majesty, Fu Cailin is the great master of Goguryeo after all, and it is a loss of His Majesty's identity to be humiliated by him like this. "No flower is born.

"Master Wuhua is right, Your Majesty, Ning Zhenren and Shi Fairy are both righteous masters, they kindly advise you, as an emperor, you must be humble and admonished. Murong Fu's eyes rolled and he stepped out.

Wang Yu looked at Wuhua and Murong Fu, a sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said, "If you are not of my race, your heart will be different." Fu Cailin, as the patron saint of Goguryeo, wanted to come to the Central Plains to make the wind and rain. I just want to sue them, this is not the place where they are raging. Not only Goguryeo, but also Fuso. If there are Fuso's masters who try to cause trouble in Middle-earth, I will kill one by one. Wuhua, do you think what I said makes sense? ”

Wuhua's face that had been unfazed finally changed.

The eyes are as bright as Langxing, the lips are red and the teeth are white, the face is as bright as a girl, and the face is gentle.

But the moment he heard Wang Yu's words, Wuhua's face instantly became extremely stiff. Although he soon returned to normal, he did not escape Wang Yu's eyes after all.

What did he mean? What did he know?

His background is his biggest secret. All along, even the Shaolin Temple has never doubted him.

But what Wang Yu said just now meant something. Let no flowers remain calm either.

A mysterious smile appeared at the corner of Wang Yu's mouth.

Others don't know Wuhua's identity, but Wang Yu knows it clearly.

The true identity of the flower. He is the son of Tianfeng Shishiro and Shi Guanyin.

Tenkaze Shishiro is a ninja of Toei Fuso Iga Valley, and his martial arts are very different from those of the various factions in the Central Plains. But it's also in a league of its own.

Tianfeng Shishilang has always wanted to dominate the Central Plains martial arts, but the Central Plains is full of talents, and how can he be shaken by a mere Dongying ninja.

His peak strength is not enough to reach the heavenly list. This kind of strength can only be regarded as first-class in the Central Plains martial arts, not super first-class.

So he died depressed, and before he died, he made various arrangements to place Wuhua in the Shaolin Temple. Trying to let his son take charge of Shaolin, the Taishan Beidou of the Central Plains martial arts, in the future, to fulfill his wish in another way.

It can be said that the current Wuhua did not disappoint him.

The abundant and handsome without flowers, both civil and military, is the first person in Shaolin without words. If there is no accident, the next Shaolin abbot is really likely to fall to the head of no flower.

As for Shi Guanyin, he had been hiding in Qiuzi, a small country in the Western Regions. But the turtles were destroyed a long time ago. As far as Wang Yu knew, Shi Guanyin was also buried there.

These things were originally old and secret, and it is said that no one knows about them anymore. However, Wang Yu's memories from his previous life combined with the information of this life have already understood Wuhua almost.

Now there are no flowers. For Wang Yu, there is no threat.

In fact, even if you don't know the background of the flower. Wang Yu didn't put him on him either.

The weakest boss in Chu Liuxiang's series, his martial arts. That is, it is similar to the difference between the concubine and the concubine, and it has long been no longer in Wang Yu's eyes.

Wuhua dared to be angry when Wang Yu said a few words. If his identity is revealed, the consequences for him will be unimaginable.

The world calls him a "wonderful monk", piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, everything can be, look down on fame, fortune and wealth, is a Taoist monk, a master outside the world.

But in fact, the pursuit of power is no less than anyone else.

He didn't know how much Wang Yu knew, so he didn't dare to take this risk.

Seeing that Wuhua was extinguished, Wang Yu turned his head to look at the other person who spoke out against him.

"Murong Fu?" Wang Yu asked with interest with a smile on his face.

"It's Murong Fu down there. "Murong Fu has a long body and a jade body, as rich as jade, even if he stands beside Wuhua and Concubine Xuan, he is not cramped, and he has the demeanor of a noble son of a family.

"Give back to the other in his way. "Gusu Murong Fu's reputation in the rivers and lakes is no worse than Wuhua and Concubine Xuan.

Moreover, Murong Fu has been famous for many years.

Wang Yu's face, which was still smiling just now, was covered with frost at the moment, and he said coldly: "I can act with you? What kind of thing are you? A descendant of the country who was destroyed by the Han Dynasty actually dares to speak out in front of me, do you think you are Murong Longcheng?"

"You ......" Murong Fu's face turned red when Wang Yu was ridiculed.

Yes, he is a descendant of Xianbei and a royal family of Yan Kingdom.

But a hundred years ago, the Yan Kingdom had been destroyed by the Han Dynasty.

So his current identity is just a descendant of a dead country, as Wang Yu said.

The Murong family has even moved to Jiangnan, and now in the eyes of the world, the Murong family is just an ordinary martial arts family.

As for Murong Longcheng, he is Murong Fu's grandfather, a natural martial arts wizard, who created the original "Fighting and Turning the Stars" stunt, crisscrossing the rivers and lakes, and never tasted defeat.

It's just that he's been gone for a long time.

Not only Murong Longcheng, but even Murong Fu's father Murong Bo has disappeared.

Now in the Murong family, Murong Fu is the person in charge. In the eyes of many real big forces, the Murong family has long been broken.

Wang Yu naturally wouldn't look down on the Murong family so much, where Murong Bo is now, Wang Yu knows clearly.

However, this does not mean that Murong Fu is qualified to question him.

"No, no, no. Seeing that Gongzi was humiliated, one of the four members of the Murong family, Bao Wei, stood up to relieve Murong Fu.

But before he finished speaking, he couldn't go on.

"Scratch noise. Wan Wan stood up, and with a wave of her jade hand, the bag was like a kite with a broken string, thrown into the distance.

"Recognize your identity, here, there is no qualification for you to speak. Wan Wan Yurong was indifferent. (To be continued......)

PS: I saw the broadcast of Chubby 001 book friends, congratulations to Chubby Brother for being upgraded to a full-time dad. It's not an easy job to watch a child, but the little fat brother holds on. The child has just been born, the brother is a little more involved, and everything else will be put aside first, and the focus is to take care of the child.

Seeing that the little fat brother had become a father, thinking that he was still a magician, there was a faint sense of melancholy.