Judging from the clothes of those people, it was obvious that they were only the guards of the Rong family, but they all had the strength of the seventh-level swordsman, and there were still a few people around Rong Tianhai who hadn't made a move. Judging by their demeanor, they should be stronger.
In the land of Gyeonggi, there are indeed hidden dragons and crouching tigers. Mu Hanyan has never heard of the Rong family before. It must be just a little-known small family that has such strength.
Old Master Fang yelled, and slapped the guard who was rushing forward, but before he could fully arouse his strength, he bent down and coughed violently. Obviously he was injured and couldn't exert his strength.
"Master Patriarch." Seeing this, several juniors hurried forward and fought with several Rong family guards.
But their strength was not high, and they were knocked to the ground by the opponent with just a few moves. The guards didn't stop there. With a fierce look in their eyes, they raised their feet and stepped on the joints of their hands and feet.
"Stop!" At this moment, Qu Daling roared and slapped the nearest guard.
"Hey, that's strange. This old magic stick has always only looked at money and not people, why is he showing mercy today." Mu Hanyan was a little surprised.
Seeing Qu Shanling attack, Huayue and the others did not intend to help. This old magic stick is the strength of a great swordsman. Among them, he is the strongest except for Mu Hanyan. Besides, the other party is only a few seventh-level swordsmen. Who needs their help.
"Stop!" Just as Qu Shanling yelled out a few times, there was another childish roar.
"Bang bang bang bang", several guards flew out at the same time.
The guard in front of Qu Shanling also flew out, but it was not him. Qu Shanling's hand stopped in the air, and he looked at the guard who was blown away with surprise, and then looked at the person who came with even more surprise.
Mu Hanyan and the others were equally surprised. It was not too difficult to knock these guards into the air. They could do it, but when they saw the person who made the shot, they felt incredible.
What appeared in front of me was a boy about seven or eight years old. To be more precise, he was still a child. Although he was dressed like a grown-up, he had red lips and white teeth, and he looked cute with pink makeup. Like a little porcelain doll.
However, his expression at this time was not cute at all.
He gritted his teeth and stared wide-eyed, dragging a door bolt with both hands, and put on a desperate posture with an angry face.
The door bolt was more than three feet long, not much thinner than his thigh, and he dragged him sideways behind him like this. None of the guards could laugh.
After all, he was a seventh-rank swordsman. In the eyes of ordinary people, he was already a great master, but he was knocked unconscious by a seven or eight-year-old child.
Natural power! Mu Hanyan finally knew what natural supernatural power was.
"Who are you guys?" Rong Tianhai was also taken aback, then calmed down, looked at Mu Hanyan and the others and asked.
Qu Shanling and the young man attacked at the same time, and he took them for granted as a team.
Behind them, the guards did not dare to take it lightly like before, they all drew out their long swords, looked at Mu Hanyan and the others vigilantly, and bursts of murderous intent came out of their bodies.
The ninth rank of swordsman. Mu Hanyan guessed right, the strength of these people is indeed much stronger.
"I'm not with them, and it's none of their business. If you want to find me, you can find me." Before Mu Hanyan and others could speak, the young man said, his voice was still childlike, but his imposing manner was bright. Very proud.
"Hey, Xiao Linzi, didn't I tell you to stay in the house, what are you doing out?" Mr. Fang said anxiously and worriedly.
"Grandpa, the Fang family's business is my business. How can a man be a coward." The little guy puffed up his chest and said proudly. He didn't know who he learned from. He was obviously young. The words are just like a little grown-up.
"Sure enough, it's a young man born from a hero. I didn't expect the Fang family to have such descendants. Fortunately, I came here today, otherwise, maybe you really gave the Fang family a chance to turn around." Rong Tianhai gave the young man a sad look. , the corner of his eyes twitched, he pointed at the young man and ordered, "Grab him, take him back and ask the master to let him go."
After hearing what the young man and Mr. Fang said, he realized that the young man was a descendant of the Fang family, and he was not on the same side as Mu Hanyan and the others, so he didn't bother to look at them again.
A few guards behind him moved and besieged the boy.
That young man knocked several Seven Swordsmen into the air with one blow just now, one was born with divine power, the other was by surprise, after all no one thought that a mere seven or eight year old child would have such astonishing divine power.
But the few people who made the move now are ninth-level swordsmen, and they came prepared, so they will not suffer from the previous dull loss. The young man swung the door bolt, and was cut off by one of them with a sword, and then, Several people waved their palms at the boy at the same time.
When the boy moved his feet, he also slapped him with a palm.
Fifth rank of swordsman! Mu Hanyan was even more surprised. It turned out that in addition to his natural supernatural power, this child actually had the strength of a fifth-level swordsman. I really don't know how he cultivated it. Could it be that he started practicing from the mother's womb
Thinking about my cultivation base at this age... Ahem, to be precise, I have no cultivation base, and Mu Hanyan couldn't help feeling sad.
Although he has the strength of a fifth-level swordsman and is born with divine power, he is only a child after all. How can he compete with several ninth-level swordsmen? With a muffled groan, the boy was blown away, his face pale.
Those ninth-rank swordsmen did not stop, and continued to slap him. It seemed that they were afraid of him and wanted to beat him seriously before taking him back to the Rong family.
"Stop!" Qu Shanling roared and flew up.
"Do it!" Mu Hanyan said coldly.
Although she didn't like to meddle in other people's business, she couldn't bear to see a few dignified rank nine swordsmen besieging a child who was only seven or eight years old.
As soon as the words fell, Huayue and Zirong stepped forward. They haven't bullied others for a long time, and they are really not used to it.
Jiang Yuzhe also let out a strange cry, his figure flickered and disappeared.
"Ah..." Soon, there was a scream like howling ghosts and wolves echoed in the air.
Demon Sword, Demon Sword, Ghost Sword, the three evil stars whose reputation spread far and wide in another time and space can stop children crying at night.
Although they are both rank nine swordsmen, Huayue's fierceness, sinister appearance, and Jiang Yuzhe's elusiveness are by no means comparable to other swordsmen of the same rank. What's more, there is a great swordsman beside them to help out.
"How dare you meddle in my Rong family's affairs, are you really impatient?" Seeing several of his subordinates being beaten up and howling, Rong Tianhai roared in shock and anger.
Looking at his clothes, he guessed that Mu Hanyan and his party came from afar, otherwise how dare he interfere in the affairs of his Rong family.