Martial Arts Begins and Marries Wang Yuyan

If the things that Mrs. Wan's family ordered to be done were messed up, they, the secret guards, would not need to exist in the world.

Gu Lun wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and looked at Liuli again: "Are you really not up to anything?"

"Chief Gu, I was the one who sent the news to the Wan family. How could I possibly help them escape again?"

"Instead of being here and being suspicious, it's better to find the person as soon as possible."

"What do you think?"

Liuli looked at the dozens of secret guards without any panic at all, and spoke calmly to herself.

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from above: "Are you really looking for us when you mobilize forces like this?"

Everyone heard the sound and looked over.

But seeing three figures slowly walking down the stairs on the third floor, they were exactly the two men and one woman they were looking for.

Zhang Qiang looked like he had seen a ghost, and said in shock: "It's you! Why are you there?"

Zhuge Qingyun stood opposite him and raised his eyebrows provocatively: "Huh? It's your grandfather and me!"

Zhang Qiang's expression changed: "Boy, if you still speak harshly when death is imminent, let's see if you can still laugh later!"

"Go! Kill them!"

His expression was distorted, and he looked like a villain taking advantage of others' power.

Everyone did not move, their eyes fell on Murong Fu one by one, and they began to look at him continuously.

After a while, Gu Lun said calmly: "Is it you? Killed the guards of Wanfu?"

Murong Fu nodded: "That's right."

The latter smiled coldly, his eyes as cold as a cold pool: "Haha, now that you admit it, it will be easy to handle!"

Then, he waved his hand at his men: "Kill! No one will be spared!"

As soon as he finished speaking, dozens of secret guards surrounded him at the same time, with swords and swords clashing, and soon they started fighting with the three of them.

Zhang Qiang looked at all this with cold eyes and smiled extremely pervertedly: "Hahaha, in the entire [Pengcheng], anyone who dares to provoke me will not end well."

On the scene, the momentum was huge.

The figures kept intertwining and overlapping, and the fight was in full swing.

Soon, it attracted the attention of other people staying in the [Liu Li Shrine].

"What's going on? Who are they? How dare they make such a big move in [Liu Li Shrine]."

"You don't know this, right? Look at the badges of those men in black night clothes. They are the secret guards of the Wan family."

"What! Then how could they..."

Everyone hid aside and watched from a distance, no one dared to take a step forward for fear of affecting themselves.

Among the crowd, a man in black clothes looked from a distance with a smile.

The voice was low and pleasant: "This Wan family dares to touch the people on the [Hidden Dragon List], maybe because they don't want to die fast enough."

Although the aristocratic families are respected and worshiped by others, there are also differences between the noble and inferior families.

If Wanjia hadn't taken care of everything this year, the good thing about holding the [Roland Conference] wouldn't have happened to them.

But at this moment, the person who should be treated as a guest is besieged by thousands of secret guards.

If this matter spreads, I am afraid that the status of this Wan family will not be guaranteed!

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, there's another good show to watch!" He found a comfortable position, his face full of teasing.

On the other side, the secret guards of Wanfu are extremely powerful, and each one of them is in the state of becoming a god.

This battle can be described as earth-shattering.

The ancient wheel ring sword stood with the corners of his mouth raised slightly, obviously not worried about the situation of the battle at all.

Although these three people are extraordinary in strength, they will definitely lose if they fall into their hands.

However, it was only for a moment.

The situation of the scene changed instantly. Originally, the three people were trapped in the center and had to resist the offensive.

But now, as Murong Fu's sword was unsheathed, white blades whizzed past. ..

Every time he made a move, a trace of blood would appear on the neck of a secret guard, lifeless.

how so!

Everyone else was a little shocked and stepped back one by one, not daring to confront Murong Fu head-on.

"Come on! What are you waiting for!" Zhang Qiang's eyes were full of darkness, and he wished he could kill them immediately with his own hands.

Gu Lun also never expected that Murong Fu would be able to repel dozens of hidden guards by himself.

For a moment, I didn’t dare to underestimate him.

"Go up!" He ordered coldly, and everyone stepped forward again with swords in hand.

A gust of wind blew by, rolling up the red curtains all over the sky, hiding everyone's figures in them.

The sword energy struck people, and the air was quickly filled with a desolate and murderous atmosphere.

Dozens of long swords descended from the sky, forming a fine sword net that directly enveloped the three of them.

The people around him could feel the sharp sword energy even when they were far away, and couldn't help but feel their breaths stagnate.

But then, he waved his fists upward and broke three long swords with one punch, sending the secret guards flying away.

"Ah!" With low roars, everyone was pushed back to the surrounding areas, all of them in extremely embarrassed state.

Zhuge Qingyun hid behind and taunted: "You have such little strength, but you still have the nerve to talk nonsense. Which village are you native dogs from?"

Suddenly, the whole scene felt awkward.

The faces of the secret guards of the Wan family were like those in a dyeing shop, with all kinds of expressions appearing on their faces.

The onlookers were even more shocked. They did not expect that someone in [Pengcheng] would dare to do this to the Wan family.

"Pfft!" In the crowd, the man in black clothes couldn't help laughing, attracting the attention of others.

"You are so presumptuous!" Gu Lun looked at the people around him being defeated, his voice was cold and vicious, and he stepped forward.

In an instant, Murong Fu also made a move, and with a slight movement, he suddenly disappeared from the place like a ghost.

Gu Lun quickly put away his offensive, closed his eyes and carefully felt the movement around him.

Suddenly, he moved suddenly, his body seemed to have been hit by some kind of impact, and he was hit hard by a punch on his left shoulder.

"Bang!" sounded, and everyone felt the same.

Murong Fu found the right moment and swung a heavy punch, knocking the ancient wheel to the ground, knocking out his teeth and swallowing blood.

"You!" Gu Lun raised his head, his eyes filled with disbelief and a hint of panic.

"What am I?" Murong Fu looked at him coldly with a smile on his face.

Gu Lun's eyes darkened, and he suddenly flew up, the sword in his hand thrust out like thunder.

Suddenly, his figure was frozen in mid-air, and even though he moved forward with all his strength, the tip of the sword still could not move at all.

But I saw that the sword blade was slowly arching upward, with a faint tendency to bend.

"You! Who are you?" Gu Lun gritted his teeth and spoke word by word.

Murong Fu's face remained unchanged, his smile as calm as water.

Gu Lun felt the murderous intent behind this smile.

He quickly withdrew his sword and jumped back.

But all he felt was a flash of spiritual energy before his eyes, and his body seemed to be out of control, falling limply to the ground.