"Whitch!"

Suddenly, a loud shout came from the depths of the dense forest, and at the same time, a stone came quickly with the sound of breaking through the air, hitting the long sword in Murong Fu's hand. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Boom!

With a crisp sound, the long sword broke in response, and Murong Fu was also shocked back several steps, almost falling to the ground again without standing firmly.

Sou!

A black shadow flew out and landed on Murong Fu's side, and quickly struck out, inputting internal force into Murong Fu's body, protecting his internal organs that were churning by Chu Yao's shock. After not carving, he took out a porcelain bottle, took out a pill and put it into Murong Fu's mouth, and then said coldly: "The Murong family is from top to bottom, there are only warriors who died on the battlefield, how can there be a coward who kills himself?"

Although this person was wrapped in black and covered with a black cloth, Chu Yao, as a traverser, naturally knew who he was, and after he asked Murong Fu to sit down and heal his injuries, Chu Yao smiled faintly and said: "It turned out to be you, I thought who was sacred, and I almost didn't use swordsmanship." ”

"Who are you?" The man in black looked at Chu Yao and said, "Do you know who I am? It's a big joke! The old man doesn't want to kill today, get out of here!"

At this time, Qiao Feng and the others also walked out, and there was no need for them to hide anymore. And when the man in black saw Qiao Feng, his body couldn't help but shake, but he quickly regained his calm.

Chu Yao stepped forward, came to the man in black and whispered, "Do you want me to say that you are Murong Bo in public?" As he spoke, Chu Yao raised the corners of his eyes and made a weird smile.

Murong Bo's body shook, and he looked at Chu Yao in astonishment, while constantly searching in his mind to see who Chu Yao looked like. However, in the end, he still did not find any clues, which made him even more vigilant. Who is this young man, and why does he know that it is himself?

Chu Yao smiled, and then waved his hand and said, "Senior, can you take a step to speak?" As he spoke, Chu Yao took the lead and walked to the side, and did not stop until he was about a hundred meters away from everyone.

Murong Bo hesitated for a few seconds, but still followed Chu Yao over, and after standing still, Murong Bo immediately spoke: "Who are you and why are you ......?"

Chu Yao waved his hand to interrupt Murong Bo's words, and after a wicked smile, he spoke: "Murong Bo, you don't need to know who I am, even if you know, it doesn't matter, because I am still a nobody so far." You just need to know that don't steal those martial arts from Shaolin Temple anymore, it won't do you any good. Thirty years, you've got the results you want?"

At this moment, Murong Bo was even more surprised, he wanted to know who Chu Yao was, but if he asked like this, it was estimated that he would not get the result. So he urged the internal force, wanting to create pressure on Chu Yao and let Chu Yao know how powerful he was. It's a pity that he was wrong, at this time, Chu Yao, the Northern Spiritual Skill had reached the thirteenth layer, and he fought back with a faint smile, making Murong Bo can't help but take a few steps back.

"How is it? Do you think it's my opponent?" Chu Yao still smiled faintly, looking extremely relaxed.

Murong Bo looked at Chu Yao in a daze, and it took a long time before he spoke: "I didn't expect that at such a young age, you would be so cultivated, it seems that it is hopeless for Xiao'er to defeat you." Can you tell the old man who you really are? You can't be a nobody. ”

Chu Yao wiped his nose and said, "To be honest, why doesn't anyone believe it? Is it necessary for me to lie to you? You won't give me a lot of silver, is it necessary? Besides, you and your son can't beat me, do I still need to pretend in front of you? I just kindly remind you, don't be obsessed anymore, and stop daydreaming about restoring your Dayan Kingdom, understand?"

"You...... Who the hell are you?"

Murong Bo was furious, the killing machine rose, they are the descendants of the Yan Kingdom, few people in the rivers and lakes know, if it is known by the imperial court, Yanziwu will definitely be exterminated, let alone restore the country, even the Murong family will be extinct. He will never allow anyone to sabotage his family's restoration of the country, let alone allow anyone to use this as a threat, no matter how powerful the other party is.

"Yo he, do you still want to do something with me?" Chu Yao wiped his nose again, and then said with a straight face: "It's not me boasting, even if you are thirty years later, you will not be my opponent, if you don't believe it, let the horse come!"

After finishing speaking, Chu Yao urged the thirteenth layer of the Northern Spiritual Skill to open, and an unusually powerful pressure rushed towards Murong Bo, allowing him to resist with all his might. But after all, his internal strength was too far behind Chu Yao, and after only supporting it for less than three seconds, blood was oozing from the corners of his mouth, beads of sweat rolled down all over his body, and his face was extremely ugly, and he was already very painful.

Chu Yao withdrew the Northern Spiritual Skill, and then Murong Bo breathed a sigh of relief, wiped off the blood stains on the corners of his mouth and the beads of sweat on his face, and looked at the strange young man in front of him in shock. There were too many questions in his mind, but he knew that there would be no answers to the answers he wanted.

Looking at Murong Bo's appearance, Chu Yao laughed, and after making a smug gesture, he said, "If you want to kill you, do you think it will be very difficult for me?" I am really kind enough to remind you not to have those big dreams of the Spring and Autumn Festival that cannot be realized. Since you have been in the Shaolin Temple for thirty years, go back to the gradient and become a monk. Don't tell me that you don't feel sick in your body during the exercises. ”

"You...... How do you know?" Murong Bo wondered.

Chu Yao wiped his nose and said, "In this world, there are really not many things I don't know. But as for the specifics, you should go back to Shaolin Temple and ask the sweeping monk in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and he will give you guidance. As for Murong Fu, I estimate that he is too deeply poisoned, and it will be difficult to turn back, I hope I don't let me know that he has done bad things, otherwise I will not stand idly by. ”

"Why should the old man believe you?"

Chu Yao didn't answer Murong Bo's words again, turned around and walked towards the crowd, waved his hand and said loudly, "Believe it or not, I don't have time to talk nonsense with you." With that, Chu Yao walked quickly to the small high platform, looked at everyone and spoke: "You guys, I spared your lives in the Ethereal Peak, but I didn't expect you to be obsessed, you really deserve to die! I must ...... today."

"Chu Daxia spares his life! We were bewitched by Murong Fu to do this, Chu Daxia Mingjian!"

"Hero's life!"

“............”

As soon as they heard Chu Yao's words, those people fell to their knees all of a sudden, shouting for mercy while keeping kowtowing, and many of them were bleeding from their foreheads, but they still kept kowtowing desperately, for fear that Chu Yao would send him down to the underworld. Including those cave lords and island owners who were high up in the past, they also hurriedly kowtowed to Chu Yao and begged for mercy.

Chu Yao actually didn't want to kill people, let alone see corpses all over the field and rivers of blood. Although these people were really to blame and it was not a pity to die, Chu Yao still chose to spare them. So he said: "Where is the explosives you just mentioned, and how many are there, throw them all into the sea for me, if you dare to hesitate, modify the long sword in my hand......"

"What a big breath!"

Suddenly, a loud shout resounded through the heavens and the earth.