At first, the lake was still very empty, but after turning a few islands, you can see hundreds of boats competing for the river, and it looks full of energy in the bright early spring sunshine.

Abi docked the ship at the wharf, where there were many cargo ships, and the coolies were busy moving and unloading the goods, and they were very busy.

Flying Eagle Fort is not far from here, the majestic three-storey attic is very prominent on the lakeside, standing on the shore you can see that there is a gilt big character engraved with "Flying Eagle Fort" on the top of the attic, the iron painting silver hook, very imposing.

"Duan Gongzi, please!" Murong Fu smiled and pointed ahead.

Duan Yu glanced at him indifferently and said, "What are you panicking about, are you still afraid that I will escape?"

A moment later, the group arrived at the gate of the Flying Eagle Castle, and the walls near the ground were a dark red color, as if a large amount of blood had been stained on the walls and had been dried by the air.

There is also a stone sculpture under the plaque of "Flying Eagle Castle", which is a vulture, which looks extremely hideous, as if it wants to choose people to eat.

"Who are you waiting for? Dare to trespass on the Flying Eagle Castle, do you not know the rules, or are you tired of being crooked?" The guard on the left was nine feet tall, raised the thick-backed ghost-headed knife in his hand, and shouted in a broken voice.

"You go to report to the vulture, and say that Gusu Murong of Yanziwu has come back to pay a visit. Murong Fu smiled very elegantly.

For such a watchdog, he doesn't have to be too polite, he is just used to hypocritical treatment.

"What, you are that Murong Fu? It seems that Sven is very gentle, and he actually killed the feathered geese and double eagles in the thirteen eagles in the south of the Yangtze River, there is a kind of you kid just stand and don't leave, I will go in and report. The brawny man shouted, and motioned with his eyes to the rest of the guards to take care of them.

The guard was a tall and thin middle-aged man, who spread his hands to express helplessness, he was just a second-rate martial artist, and he knew that he was just guarding the door, so he sighed and sat on the steps and waited.

Only occasionally squinted his eyes and peeked at Murong Fu a few times, he was very curious about how a Sven son like him killed the fierce feathered goose double eagle who killed people without blinking.

"Duan Gongzi, you are really ruthless enough, the little monk admires you a little. As soon as you arrive in a new place, you dare to provoke these local snakes. Kumachi clasped his hands together and said loudly.

In fact, he was clearly mocking, and the secret word was that Duan Yu ruthlessly killed Gu Mozhi's three apprentices in Tianlong Temple, and he would always find a chance to take revenge in the future.

"Master, you're a fallacy, in fact, I just don't want to take care of people and things that I can't get used to, and I don't care what kind of background is behind them. Those who want to mess with me had better weigh it first. Duan Yu glanced at Gu Mozhi deeply and sneered.

After a while, the strong man guard with the tiger's back and the bear's waist reported back, and he said in a fox and tiger manner: "Arrogant Murong boy, it's useless for you to bring so many people, because as long as you dare to step into the Flying Eagle Castle this time, you won't want to go out alive again." ”

Murong Fu didn't want to talk to him, he was too lazy to talk to such a person, snorted coldly, and struck out with a palm.

The strong man guard with the tiger's back didn't expect him to dare to make a sudden move, and when he was panicked, he picked up the thick-backed ghost-headed knife in his hand to resist.

Suddenly, he felt that his mind went blank, and what followed was a sharp pain that was painful to his heart.

"Bang dang ~ bang dang ~", the thick-backed ghost head knife in the hand of the strong man guarding the belly and waist suddenly shattered into several pieces and fell to the ground.

The internal force contained in this palm and the control of the palm wind have reached a rare point of perfection.

At the same time, Murong Fu's palm had already slapped fiercely on the heart of the strong man guarding the tiger's back, and the sound of bones shattering also remembered, and the area of his heart was sunken, as if it had been smashed by a heavy hammer.

"Gusu...... Murong is really ruthless. The strong man with the tiger's back just didn't dare to murmur such a sentence, and his eyes rolled down.

Another tall and thin middle-aged guard hurriedly ran inside, he was not as stupid as a strong man, only saving his life was the most important thing, and everything else was floating clouds.

These movements at the gate of the Flying Eagle Castle have attracted many warriors inside, all of whom are holding weapons in their hands, their faces full of flesh, and they look vicious.

Obviously, almost every warrior in the Flying Eagle Castle is brave and ruthless, and the weapons in his hands are stained with a lot of human blood.

Murong Fu walked out first, and the others then walked inside, he was like a noble emperor coming, that kind of bearing, it is estimated that he had already imagined many times how majestic he was after he revived the Yan Kingdom and became the emperor.

Duan Yu saw the deeper things under the surface, and at first he admired his extraordinary bearing and arrogance, but after thinking of the deeper things, Duan Yu felt that Murong Fu was very pitiful, he was just a person who went crazy for an impossible dream.

Even if he is awake now, he is actually still living in the emperor's dream woven by the Gusu Murong family for generations.

Immediately, more than a dozen warriors launched a tentative attack, and Murong Fu quickly pulled out the light gold long sword in his hand, and slashed the wrists or elbows of these warriors with a very clever technique, causing their weapons to fall to the ground one after another.

These people did not speak out in a disrespectful manner, and their sins did not lead to death, and he could not have killed these people so indiscriminately.

Moreover, if the matter is too stiff, even if Duan Yulai clarifies the death of the feather goose and the two eagles, it will also produce new irreconcilable contradictions.

In a few breaths, Murong Fu injured more than a dozen martial artists, and they all retreated, and the other martial artists did not dare to attack rashly. Then the circle was widened, and they followed step by step.

After entering the main hall, the lights inside are bright, even in the daytime, there are a lot of red candles, the pillars of the main hall are painted with golden paint, and there are many collectible things hanging on the stone wall, such as the skull of an antelope, the Xuanhua plate axe, and the Fang Tian painting halberd......

Overall, the Lord of Eagle Castle, the Vulture, is actually a rough man with little taste.

Duan Yu looked around, but saw that there were eleven warriors above the main hall, and sitting on a big tiger skin chair at the front was a bald and strong man, who didn't even have eyebrows, he was really bare, presumably this person was a vulture.

I looked closely, but I saw that his brows were slightly furrowed, and he was wearing rhinoceros skin soft armor, a scarlet cloak on his back, and a cooked copper stick on the knife rack next to him.

On the vulture's lap sat two more charming women, who were playing freely while discussing matters with his ten brothers.

Now only Eleven Eagles remained, and the other two unlucky ghosts had already been killed by Duan Yu.

The vulture suddenly raised his head, frowned, and said, "What a Gusu Murong Fu, it's just that you come to confess your guilt, why are you still messing around outside, you don't take my vulture in your eyes, right?"