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Under the anger of Murong He, he was ruthless when he shot, and the most handy "Feihong Palm" that he originally used was completely abandoned, and only used the fierce and domineering "Crazy Dragon Fist", and the strong fist hit everyone, which can be said to be a fist to the flesh, and the end is to die when it is touched, and it is to die if it is touched!

In a short time, nearly 100 good players in the Huagang period were all defeated, and there were many dead and wounded, and there were not a few comatose people. Although some of the people died, they were a minority after all, and the vast majority of them were extremely seriously injured, and the lightest ones were also injured muscles and bones, and some of the seriously injured bones came out through their clothes, and blood flowed all over the ground. The constant wailing of pain added to the tragedy.

Seeing the deaths and injuries of nearly 100 people under his attack, Murong He was also a little relieved in his heart. Rubbing his fists, Murong He knew that what was next was the most important thing. Looking up at Xiao Ling, who was doing his best to heal Xiao Yu and the others, a cruel smile appeared at the corner of Murong He's mouth, and the golden fist burst out, and he was about to make a move.

At this moment, the sound of breaking wind sounded behind Murong and Tu Gan, and two gusts of wind struck towards his back with an indomitable momentum. Murong He didn't dare to be careless, and hurriedly turned around to check, but saw that Liu Wei and Ding Jie's eyes were red, and they urged their cultivation to the peak and called towards him.

"These two have been beaten by my punch before and lost the strength to fight again, how can the attack still be so powerful now? By the way, it must be because of the essence of blood. Hmph, what if you use essence blood? The absolute gap in strength can't be made up by anything!"

Murong He raised his fists, and two more fierce punches came out in response, and they counterattacked towards Liu Wei and the others.

"Bang!"

The strength intersected, and without accident, Liu Wei and the others vomited blood again and flew back, this time completely losing the strength to fight again.

"Brother Xiao, Liu Wei (Ding Jie) is incompetent, and he failed to stop Murong He" This was the last thought of the two, and then they fainted because they were too seriously injured.

"Don't measure yourself!" With a cold snort of disdain, Murong He turned around and walked towards Xiao Ling.

"Xiao Ling, you killed my Murong family, and even killed my four brothers, it's really hateful!

Just when Murong He wanted to take Xiao Ling's life, he heard a coquettish shout: "If you want to kill them, step on my corpse first!"

Murong He was stunned when he heard this, and followed the prestige, but saw a figure appear in front of him at some point, dressed in white fluttering, standing between himself and Xiao Ling.

"Who are you, why are you stopping me?" Murong He's eyes froze, and he shouted in a deep voice.

"I am Xiao Hui's wife and Xiao Ling's aunt!" It turned out that the white-clothed figure that suddenly appeared was Lu Yao, who was not afraid at all when he met Murong He's gloomy gaze, as if he was facing just an ordinary person, not a murderer who caused nearly 100 deaths and injuries.

"Xiao Ling's aunt, the people of the Xiao family, all deserve to die!" Murong He whispered silently, then raised his head suddenly, and the violent killing intent surged from his heart, and with a loud shout, his right hand turned into a palm, gathered unparalleled strength, and slapped it on Lu Yao's head!

"Farewell, Brother Hui, farewell, Xuan'er, farewell, my relatives" Murong He's palm continued to expand in Lu Yao's pupils, Lu Yao did not do a fearless struggle, silently said goodbye to his relatives in his heart, and then closed his eyes and waited for death to come. And in the corners of his eyes, a few tears of reluctance flowed.

The palm of his hand was quickly patted, and it was already worthy of being photographed on Lu Yao's heavenly spirit. Seeing that Lu Yao was about to die under Murong He's hands, at this critical moment, a purple-golden brilliance suddenly appeared above Lu Yao's heavenly spirit, and as soon as the purple-golden brilliance appeared, it burst out with extremely powerful momentum, shaking Murong He's palm open in one fell swoop, and the residual momentum was unabated, directly rushing into Murong He's body, instantly extinguishing all Murong He's vitality!

"What is this?" said Murong He in disbelief, and then fell to the ground and died.

The purple-gold brilliance was as fast as lightning, and Lu Yao didn't see what was going on at all, only feeling that a momentum suddenly appeared in his body, and then Murong He had already vomited blood and died.

"What's going on?" Lu Yao opened his mouth slightly, looking at the dead Murong He in disbelief, completely unsure of what was going on. No, that's fine, at least no one will bother Ling Er to heal them anymore. Lu Yao thought so in her heart.

Some of the people who were seriously injured by Murong He on the side were still paying attention to the situation here, seeing that Lu Yao was about to die at Murong He's hand, everyone felt a pity in their hearts, but they didn't expect that a burst of purple-gold brilliance suddenly appeared above Lu Yao's heavenly spirit, and then Murong He died. Murong He, who was still fierce and invincible, died so simply that everyone's eyes widened in disbelief, and they even forgot the pain on their bodies.

"Hmm? Why did Murong He's aura suddenly disappear? Just now, it felt as if it was right in front of him, why did it suddenly disappear? It seems, it seems to be dead! What the hell is going on? Who blocked and killed Murong He, who has this strength? Who is the strong aura that suddenly appeared just now, could it be that there are masters to help him? Forget it, no matter, it is best for Murong He to die, it is better to heal his father and them first. After all this time, my father's injuries were almost stable. A series of changes that occurred in the field made Xiao Ling quite puzzled, but Xiao Ling knew that this was not the time to think about these, and stabilizing everyone's injuries as soon as possible was the first thing.

With this in mind, and the crisis has been resolved, Xiao Ling no longer thinks about anything else, and concentrates on healing.

In order to help everyone stabilize their injuries, Xiao Ling's mind was united, his eyes were always closed, so he didn't see the strange changes in Lu Yao's body, everything was felt by breath.

Just when a purple-gold light appeared above Lu Yao's heavenly spirit, in a wooden house somewhere, a man who looked to be in his thirties put down the book he was reading, looked up in the direction where Lu Yao was, and muttered: "Is it coming in handy so soon? And it still plays a protective role, which is a bit unexpected to me." I don't know next time" The voice gradually became smaller, but the words behind it were completely inaudible.

If Lin Wanrou or Lu Yao were here, they would definitely be surprised, because this man's appearance was exactly the same as the man they gave away the essence blood that day!