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Bang bang bang!!!

Chen Jun gently touched his palm and exclaimed: "Which one is this? Could it be that you were instructed by father Murong Bo?"

Murong Fu's face changed slightly, he cursed loudly, drew his sword and pointed: "Why do you need him? I can no longer stand a hypocritical person like you."

"You heroes, do you know what kind of mission he gave me when I became his disciple?" Murong Fu turned around and scanned: "This man asked me to seize the southeastern land and the property of nearly a hundred famous families to revive his sect.

Help."

He took out a note from his arms: "This is the list. This includes hundreds of Fengwo families in Suzhou and Hangzhou. The harvesting of gold and silver in each place is enough to destroy their families. I, Murong Fu, have ruined my reputation today, and I will also destroy them."

Reveal your true face to the world!"

"Is this the equivalent of self-destruction?"

Chen Jun couldn't complain in his heart, but he could also instruct Murong Fu to steal so much property. In just three months, he got hundreds of properties, which is equivalent to one family a day. This efficiency is too high, unless it is Murong Fu.

Bo has spent many years of hard work, and if this happens, then he won't be polite.

"Cousin, why did you slander sir?"

Before Chen Jun spoke, Wang Yuyan stepped forward, holding a sword in her hand, and said angrily: "Sir, as the leader of the Xiaoyao Sect, he has no shortage of both unique skills and worldly finances. What you are doing is a complete slander."

"It was you who took the initiative to join the Xiaoyao Sect. Mr. Lian recognized yourself as a disciple of the Xiaoyao Sect without Mr. Lian's consent. Now you have done this repeatedly. You have disappointed me so much."

Duan Yu hid in the crowd and heard it, feeling secretly happy, but suddenly thinking of his own situation, he burst into tears again.

"you!"

Murong Fu's face was covered with frost and his eyes were filled with cold light. He thought a lot, but he never imagined that it would be his cousin Wang Yuyan who was the first to stand up and refute him.

Is this still his beautiful cousin who has her heart set on him?

Wang Yuyan said: "Furthermore, your so-called evidence is full of loopholes. You only claimed to have joined Xiaoyao three months ago, and you didn't even list a sect map. Now, even if your husband assigns you a task, from now on, you will only have one."

It’s been more than a hundred days, have you taken away a family’s property every day during this period?”

"presumptuous!"

Murong Fu shouted loudly, and his face suddenly became ferocious.

The evidence he presented was just a reason for the attack. Whether it was true or not was not that important. There was only one truth in the world, the winner was the king and the loser was the bandit, and the winning party had the right to speak.

Just like before when everyone was listening to the funny conversation between Ding Chunqiu's apprentice and Bao BuTong, they were afraid of the power of Ding Chunqiu's poisonous power and did not dare to laugh or speak.

So he was not afraid of others seeing the flaws, but his cousin Wang Yuyan's huge change made him furious.

"You were in Yanziwu..."

Wang Yuyan retraced her memory from Chen Jun and dreamed of the past. She no longer had any nostalgia for Murong Fu. She still didn't stop talking at this moment. She wanted to argue clearly when a bone-chilling cold voice suddenly sounded in the sky: "Shut up."

The roaring sound echoed endlessly in the empty valley, and then Murong Fu transformed into a goshawk, shook his arms, and flew out at extremely fast speeds.

Chen Jun did not stop her at all. This was the moment for Wang Yuyan to be tempered, and it was also the moment for her to become famous.

As the next leader of Xiaoyao Sect, reputation is indispensable!

When Wang Yuyan saw Murong Fu coming to kill him in a rage, her figure was calm and composed. The long sword in her hand had been half unsheathed, revealing a cold light.

When Duan Yu saw this scene from the side, his heart suddenly lifted, and when he saw Chen Junran didn't move, he wished he could immediately move in front of the girl and release the Six Meridians Divine Sword in his hand.

But it was too late.

"don't want!"

Seeing that Murong Fu had already flown ten feet away from Wang Yuyan, Duan Yu immediately opened his eyes and roared, his veins showing.

At this moment, Keng's sword sounded like a dragon's roar.

Draw your sword and stab.

It was such a simple movement, but the sword light surged out across the space like a thundering rainbow.

With just such a sword, the cold sword energy covered an area of ​​one foot in radius, like a sharp knife shaving his face. At this moment, the contempt in Murong Fu's heart disappeared.

They can only fight with swordsmanship in the same way.

Murong used the Longcheng swordsmanship passed down from his family, and his moves were continuous and flowing, but the opponent he faced was Wang Yuyan.

She had seen his family's Dragon City Sword Technique countless times in Gusu, and she was more familiar with it than he was. Moreover, she was familiar with hundreds of martial arts. No matter how many sword moves Murong Fu used in Langfu, she would never do it.

Everything can be controlled perfectly.

Yu Yan's swordsmanship was taught by Chen Jun from the Hengshan and Huashan schools.

It wasn't that he was reluctant to teach her the self-created Death Sword and Dugu Sword Techniques, but that neither sword technique nor the sword skills were suitable for her. The Death Sword was vicious and life-killing, with a deadly intent, and Dugu Nine Swords had no form.

Sword moves can only be understood but cannot be explained in words.

The swordsmanship of the two schools of Hengshan and Huashan has dangerous, strange, strange and unique characteristics, which cannot be speculated by common sense. Moreover, the swordsmanship of Chen Jun of the Five Mountains has systematic swordsmanship teaching, which is suitable for building a base. Among them, the Five Divine Swords of Hengshan can kill people.

The two schools' unique skills of the Three Linked Immortal Swords still have merits in view of his current level.

The sword energy was cold and melodious, like flowing clouds and flying sleeves, and like a waterfall pouring down from the sky like the Milky Way in the Nine Heavens. Many people present were amazed to see it.

After a hundred moves in a row, the two of them fought back and forth with no difference in outcome. Duan Yu became much more relaxed and comfortable from his original worries. The beauty of the fairy sister's sword dance was more like that of a fairy coming to earth.

But Murong Fu really didn't think so anymore. He was shocked and angry. What was surprising was that in just a few months, his cousin's martial arts skills were comparable to his. What was angry was that he couldn't gain the slightest advantage in a hundred consecutive moves. This was undoubtedly

It's an insult to him.

"This is impossible!"

With a roar, Murong abandoned his sword and took off his hands. His hands were swaying with luck and he swung them away. The inner energy poured into his arms, and the wind from his palms roared sharply for a while.

"not good."

Many masters were frightened and secretly thought that it was not good. If Dou Zhuanxing moved, it would be a life-and-death fight, killing people's lives. This blow was made with anger and was extremely ferocious. Even at the distance of Chen Jun, it was difficult to save this move. Wang Yuyan's life was at risk.

Yes.

Many people had made up their minds, but Chen Jun remained motionless and had no idea of ​​taking a step forward.

Wang Yuyan is pregnant with Wu Xingyun, the Tianshan child elder among the three happy elders, and Li Qiushui has refined her inner strength for fifty years. Even if she can't break the star-shifting stunt now, she will definitely not be defeated.

Just as he expected, in the midst of lightning and flint, Wang Yuyan's Tianshan Six-Yang Palm unleashed a surging force from his entire body.

The two palms struck each other, and Wang Yuyan was shocked and her face turned a lot whiter, while Murong Fu took two or three steps back, with a look of horror on his face: "How is that possible!"

Just during the fight, he could sense that the internal energy in her body was surging and abundant, much more than he had in more than twenty years.

"This is impossible!"

Murong Fu was so angry that he looked up to the sky and laughed loudly and shrilly, which was horrifying to hear. It was too late to speak, but then he turned his palm and slapped his head violently.

"Bang!"

A wave of palm force easily pushed away Murong Fu's palm, and a man in gray clothes said: "Those who have achieved great success in ancient times have not endured humiliation and bear the burden. If they commit suicide like you, they are just a narrow-minded and selfish man."

"Dad!" Murong Fu cried sadly.

Many people in the audience were horrified when they heard Murong Fu's name, but a few seemed confident.

Chen Jun looked at Murong Bo: "You still dare to come to the door in person, you must have found a lot of old demons and clowns to surround you."

"Mr. Chen's sword strike is still unforgettable to me. How can I not repay this thought?" Murong Bo looked at each other calmly, his sleeves fluttering, and said quietly: "If you don't come out now, when will you wait?"