The New Year just passed, the weather was still cold, and the north wind was even cold. Outside Gusu City, a small boat was walking forward on the cold lake with the cold wind. Strangely, there was only a teenager in black who looked like a ten-year-old standing at the bow of the boat with a cold face, and no one rowed the boat

The boat turned around in the withered lotus leaf reeds. After about half an hour, it stopped at a pier and got on the shore. The boy in black clearly saw a large manor located in front of him, which was the mansion of Yanziwu Shenhe Village, and Murong Gusu and Murong Fu in the south.

He seemed to be walking slowly with his hands behind his back, but in fact his figure was like a illusion. He was shaking the ground like an inch in the blink of an eye and arrived at the boy in black outside the Chanhe Village. He slapped the door directly on the door, and the door immediately opened.

"Who? I dare to come to the Ganhe Village to be arrogant!" With a loud shout, a man holding a knife flashed in the courtyard, and his eyes were as sharp as lightning.

However, the boy in black seemed to have not seen him and walked straight into the village. After the man slashed with a knife, his figure could dodge his sword. At the same time, he casually pressed his palm back and pressed it on the man's shoulder, causing him to shake his whole body and throw it away.

"Fourth brother!" Amid the screams, a slightly fat man came in from outside. Seeing this, he hurriedly reached out to catch the knife man, and then asked the boy in black: "Who is you? Why did you trespass into the Chanhezhuang and hurt my fourth brother?"

"San brother, be careful, this kid is weird, has great light skills, and his internal strength is even more ferocious," said the man holding the knife with blood on the corner of his mouth and rubbed his shoulders.

"Hmph! This kid is young. Even if he starts practicing in the womb, how strong can his internal strength be? Bao Dun doesn't believe how powerful he is," Bao Dun said as he flashed forward and punched the boy in black in the back.

With the muffled sound of Peng, the boy in black walked forward slowly. Bao Duo punched him in the back, but instead he was shocked and flew backwards. He fell in front of the sword-holding man, snorted, covered his arms and screamed in pain.

"Who are you? You dare to come to the Chanhezhuang to hurt people. Come and sign up! The nameless person who died under Gongye Qian's palm." With a loud shout, a figure crossed the roof in front of him and landed in front of the boy in black, blocking his way.

The steps paused slightly, and the boy in black who slowly raised his head looked at Gong Yeqian with a cold look, and his tone was cold: "I'll look for Murong Fu!"

"Just, how can you see my young master just by saying that you can see me?" Gong Yeqian sneered.

As soon as he said this, the boy in black had already shone with a cold light in his eyes. His figure stepped forward with a illusion, punched out, and the air shook.

Gong Yeqian, whose face changed, hurriedly waved his palm to block it. He could only hear the crisp sound of bones shattering. He had already smashed into the house in front like a cannonball. Seeing Fengboye and Baodi were shocked.

"If you are a slave, you must be a slave," the boy in black who shouted coldly had already risen and landed on the roof in a flash.

The boy in black standing on the roof saw two figures coming out of the backyard room at first sight. The leader was a handsome young man about twenty-seven or eight years old, wearing a light yellow shirt, a long sword hanging on his waist, and a handsome face. On the side behind him was a kind middle-aged man in his forties and fifties.

"Who is yourselves? Why did you come to me to join the Hezhuang? I wonder what I am Murong Fu offended?" The handsome young man asked in a deep voice.

"It seems that you no longer know me. However, I remember your Gusu Murong Fu very clearly. Compared with a few years ago, your changes have not been great," the boy in black said coldly: "It still looks like this annoying."

Murong Fu's face turned slightly dark when he heard this, while the beloved middle-aged man on the side snorted coldly and jumped directly toward the boy in black.

The boy in black who did not dodge or dodge just raised his hand to block the middle-aged palm. Then, the middle-aged palm was stuck to the boy in black. No matter how he struggled with his face, he could not get rid of it.

After just a few breaths, Murong Fu, who saw something was wrong and was about to rescue him, saw the boy in black throwing the middle-aged man out of the air.

Shin caught the middle-aged Murong Fu in front of him. Seeing his soft and weak air all over, he pressed his wrist and his face changed. Then he suddenly looked up at the boy in black: "Huagong? What is your relationship with the old monster Ding Chunqiu in Stars?"

"It seems that you really don't know me anymore," the boy in black who fell in the yard shook his head slightly, and then sneered: "Ding Chunqiu? He doesn't deserve it if he carries my shoes! Murong Fu, maybe, a few years ago, a few loyal dogs under your command were afraid that none of your subordinates would tell you about the matter when a boy fell into the lake and almost died, and finally returned home, the body of the seriously ill father was cold."

Listening to the words of the boy in black, Murong Fu was stunned for a moment, frowned and looked at him carefully, and then he couldn't help but feel a little uncertain: "Are you Wang Moxuan?"

"Haha, it's a blessing that Mr. Murong still remembers my name," Wang Moxuan, a young man in black, sneered.

Murong Fu, who looked at Wang Moxuan's eyes flashing and silent for a while, couldn't help but sigh: "I did know later that when I wanted someone to save your father, he had passed away. I feel very sorry for this. After all, even my uncle wants to call him Ling Zun "Uncle," according to his seniority, I should also call you "Uncle."

"Uncle? I can't stand Nan Murong's honorific title! Murong Fu, don't be hypocritical. Today I come, not to catch up with you, but to try to get a grudge against you," Wang Moxuan, who sneered, flashed towards Murong Fu like a ghost.

Seeing Wang Moxuan's terrifying lightness skills, Murong Fu, whose face changed slightly, hurriedly sent Deng Baichuan, the number one general whose internal strength was destroyed by Wang Moxuan, to the side, and then faced Wang Moxuan with a palm.

Murong Fu, who had a palm facing Wang Moxuan, couldn't help but stagger back and broke a railing post. Although there was no damage, his face became a little ugly because he found that Wang Moxuan, who was nearly ten years younger than him, seemed to have much stronger internal strength than him. If he hadn't used the power of this palm to sway the star-changing skill to unload the railing post, he would have been seriously injured.

Murong Fu, who looked at Wang Moxuan with a serious expression, pulled out the long sword at his waist, and stabbed Wang Moxuan with a sharp sword.

Wang Moxuan, who was about to stab Murong Fu's sword and then swirled away, let Murong Fu use his Longcheng sword technique with one move, and his hands were placed behind him. Wang Moxuan, whose figure was floating like fallen leaves, could always cleverly avoid the sword edge.

Slowly, Murong Fu, who was making the sword in his hand faster and faster, had a look of shock on his face getting thicker and thicker, and his forehead was covered in fine sweat, and his moves became messy.

With a crisp sound of gold and iron attacks, the magical powers were displayed when Wang Moxuan popped out with one finger, directly knocked away the sword in Murong Fu's hand, and then used the Great Demon-Subduing Fist and smashed Murong Fu with one punch.

With the crisp sound of bone shattering, Murong Fu, who was hurriedly using ginseng to point out his fingers on Wang Moxuan's fist, broke his fingers directly. He screamed and was shaken away by Wang Moxuan's fist force, and his arm bones were also shattered.

"The Murong family's Longcheng sword technique, the same as the fingers and the Fighting Star Movement," Wang Moxuan, who shook his head and sneered in disappointment, turned around and walked out.
Chapter completed!