"This group of monsters actually has some organization, and they even know how to spread the word." Wang Yuyan looked at the green smoke and green light with some surprise.

When Bao BuTong saw his young master nodding, he grabbed the bamboo pole with the green light hanging on it with his backhand, turned the pole head over, connected the light with the pole, and inserted it into the old man's chest with a pop, and the green light went out immediately.

Feng Bo Evil kicked the bronze cauldron away, and several poisonous insect corpses fell out of it. They were mutilated and had signs of burning.

"Be careful of the poisonous gas. Please take antidote pills in your mouth."

The poisonous insect that flew out of the cauldron had green energy around it. Wang Yuyan hurriedly reminded him and distributed the elixir to everyone. Murong Fu finally took the elixir from his white and soft palm, squeezed his cousin's little hand and threw it into his mouth.

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This made Wang Yuyan blush with embarrassment. She glanced at Bao Sanfengsi secretly. When she saw that she was discovered, she was immediately embarrassed and used Qing Kung Fu to rush forward.

Murong Fu shook his head and smiled, then followed.

There were two hisses in the darkness, the golden blade split the wind, and each sword struck out from the long grass, aiming straight for Wang Yuyan. Murong Fu moved his body, took his cousin into his arms, and turned 360 degrees forward, his robe sleeves casually

Flick it out and use your strength to fight. The man on the left slashed the man on the right with his sword, and the man on the right pierced the heart of the man on the left with his sword. In an instant, he dealt with the two sneak attacks without stopping at all.

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"Cousin," Wang Yuyan called out sheepishly, knowing that her distraction gave the enemy an opportunity.

Raising his hand to scratch his cousin Xiaoqiong's nose, Murong Fu let go and put her down gently: "It's dangerous in the forest, so don't be distracted anymore!"

It’s not because of you!

Wang Yuyan's mouth narrowed slightly and she nodded repeatedly.

"Young Master, what a great skill!" Feng BoEi praised from behind. In an instant, he pulled the left and right swords at the same time, and protected people by passing by. This was not easy.

Murong Fu smiled slightly and took the lead, rushing towards the place where the demons gathered in his ears.

After a few steps, he suddenly waved his right palm, and the enemy who rushed out of the grass flew back the same way.

The left palm struck out, and an enemy suddenly appeared in front of him on the left, shouting "Ah" and spitting blood from his mouth.

In the darkness, he suddenly smelled a fishy smell, followed by a slight sharp wind blowing against his face. Murong Fu quickly gathered the wind in his palms and counterattacked the two unknown hidden weapons. However, he heard two screams, indicating that the enemy had been hit.

A vicious hidden weapon made by himself.

No matter how high your martial arts skills are, if you can't see clearly in the dark and your spiritual awareness is not high enough, it is doomed to be useless if you try to protect three people and four people.

After receiving this wave of hidden weapons, Murong Fu became more certain of his judgment and quickened his pace.

There were shadows in the darkness, and he didn't know how many enemies there were, but anyone who took the initiative to attack him ended up with a brief pitiful scream.

Murong Fu killed people casually and showed no mercy.

He doesn't like these people at all. They are no match for Xu Zhu in the original book. The only advantage he can take advantage of is that they have a large number of people and have a wide influence. But with his current power - Jing Lingliu

The city does not lack this influence at all, and it also avoids having to bear the infamy of these people at the same time. When a person does something bad, people sometimes directly blame it on the "boss" behind him.

It seemed that he was afraid of being killed, and the demons no longer rushed in without thinking in the darkness.

A voice drifted over from the high slope on the left: "Who is the master who is going to cause trouble at the Ten Thousand Immortals Conference? Are you really going to ignore the owners of the Thirty-six Cave Cave and the Seventy-two Islands?"

Murong Fu stopped, put the title [Nan Murong] on his head, and snorted coldly:

"I really don't take you seriously. You are just a bunch of rabble. How many people in this world can be taken seriously by me, Murong Fu?"

As he spoke with his inner strength, the group of demons hidden in the forest suddenly felt a roar in their ears, and dozens of mediocre hands with low internal strength fainted immediately.

After a burst of noise, the torch lit up in front.

Murong Fu's ears were constantly filled with whispers and worries.

He smiled slightly and walked forward slowly. All the voices of discussion in front of him disappeared with the appearance of his figure.

Murong Fu led the three men and appeared in front of the demons.

A group of demons stood on the high slope, with all kinds of strange appearances. They were either lanterns, torches or unknown lighting tools. Under the dim light of various colors, they seemed not to be human.

All it takes is a strange sound coming from the collective mouth to transform into the monsters on the journey to the west.

When her cousin is around, Wang Yuyan can't help but show her weak side, grabbing her cousin's shirt from behind nervously.

"It turns out he is the famous Mr. Murong. Anyone who doesn't know is not guilty. You and I don't offend each other, so how about we just say goodbye?"

The first person above Gao Po said loudly.

Haha, it’s true that good people are bullied.

Murong Fu couldn't help but sneer in his heart. In the original plot, Murong Fu wanted to calm things down and said a lot of nice things, but in the end, he was considered weak and easy to bully, so he fought for nothing, but the demons failed to get rid of him.

"Now that I have given my name, how can you just say a few words to get rid of the previous attacks and offenses against the four of me? How to deal with you all depends on my mood."

Brush, folding fan opened. Murong Fu looked like he had the pearl of wisdom in hand and was sure of victory.

"Mr. Murong, don't go too far! It's up to you to show off your power in the Central Plains. But when you come to the Ten Thousand Immortals Conference and act unscrupulously, you don't look down on us? You claim to be 'using the other's way, but also doing good'.

"Other body, I'm here to ask you, if you want to use my method to repay my body, how do you use it?"

I saw a big-headed old man sitting cross-legged on the rock at the west end. His big head was bald, with half of his hair missing. His face was covered in blood. From a distance, he looked like a big blood ball.

Murong Fu knew that this person's name was Duan Muyuan, and he was the cave master of Chiyan Cave in Wuzhi Mountain on Hainan Island. He was just a small character that almost no one knew. In the original work, he sat there, pretending to be a master, and said no to Murong Fu.

After revealing his origin, he once humiliated him so much that other demons no longer feared Nan Murong's name.

"A nameless pheasant, is he worthy of my Murong family's 'treat him in kind'? Take my move and see if you are qualified!"

Murong Fu shouted loudly and pointed out in vain. The big head was shaken all over, his eyebrows turned red, he fell to the ground and was killed in one blow.

The demons roared.

"Murong Fu, you have gone too far!"

"Do you really want to be the enemy of our 36 cave masters and 72 island masters?"

The demons screamed loudly, but no one dared to attack him first despite the fierce shouting.

Murong Fu snorted coldly and said loudly: "Since this person wants to consider the Kungfu of my Murong family, he naturally wants to prove his ability. Is it possible that a child who is babbling is also qualified to let me use my family's unique skills?"

"Since there are so many people today, let me simply reiterate it. The Transformation of Stars is my Murong family's secret skill, and not just anyone is qualified to let me use it! Can't your secret skill be used on a weak person of unknown origin without any value?"

"Anyone else who wants to take the test against the Murong family, please come forward and let me see if you are qualified."

The demons were temporarily silenced.

They were both angry and scared. Murong Fu revealed his hand just now and killed Duanmu Yuan with one blow. Most people couldn't see it clearly, and thought that if they faced each other, it would be a disaster. Moreover, Master Murong's words were not unreasonable.

It saved them a little bit of face.

call!

A dark object suddenly fell from a large tree with dense branches nearby. The strong wind roared, and it was obviously not light. It hit a big rock with a loud sound.

The demons all raised their heads and looked for their target in the tree. This cauldron must weigh several hundred kilograms at least. How did it get up the tree?

Haha, another one looking for trouble.

Murong Fu stood ready, waiting for the hair needles to be ejected from the cauldron. In the original work, Murong Fu faced countless cattle hair needles that bounced around in a blink of an eye. He was unscathed, and his performance was pretty good, except that he failed to protect a few accompanying people.

General.

Bah, bah, bah!

Sure enough, countless thin needles shot out from nowhere in the cauldron. They were so fast in the dark that it was difficult to completely dodge them.

But the next moment, all the fine needles stopped in the air, as if being controlled by invisible forces.

Murong Fu's figure disappeared on the spot, and when he reappeared, he was behind the cauldron. A flash of snow-white light flashed across, and the Snowflake Divine Sword was returned to its sheath.

The big cauldron split apart after a breath, and the person in the cauldron was cut in half, dying in a terrible state.

"It's Sang Tu Gong!"

Someone among the group of demons exclaimed in surprise. Many people recognized Sang Tu Gong and knew that his martial arts skills were superior to those of Duan Mu Yuan, but he was also killed instantly with one move.

Hundreds and thousands of fine needles fixed in the air turned around and moved in the air with a wave of Murong Fu's hand, arriving at the heads of the demons.

"Anyone else who wants to try the Murong family's skills can come out together. Even if you go up side by side, it won't cost you more than a moment, but it will save you time in distinguishing the next one."

Many of these people recognize Sang Tugong's poisonous needles. One or two needles are nothing, but if there are many thin needles hanging above the head, if they really shoot down, not many people will be able to completely dodge them.
Chapter completed!