The burly Murong Longshui fixed his eyes on this guy who turned out to be born out of nowhere. The imperial court in Liyang clamped down on the public opinion, and only some gossip slipped through the net by chance, so there was a lot of discussion about the son of Beiliang, mostly on the surface, nothing more than Talk about how domineering he was in Tai'an City, how he had a bad relationship with the students of the Imperial College, but Beimang was completely different. It was precisely because of this guy's trip to Beimang that a world was turned upside down. Because of him, he became interested in Liyang Jianghu, so he went south in person, no matter what dishonorable crooked methods this person used to kill the fifth raccoon, Murong Longshui admired him deeply, putting himself in the situation, she thought she was single-handedly facing him The Tuoba Chun Falcon, escorted by two big devils of the colorful python Thunder Spear, is close to death, Murong Longshui hesitated, staring at the man of the same age with chapped lips in front of him, before a fierce battle destined to life and death, he smiled Throwing the orange in the palm of his hand, he thought that if this man took the orange generously and fought again after eating, it would be a good thing for the survivors to drink with wine in the future. He has a kind of hero who disregards life and death Demeanor, I never thought that the orange would explode just as soon as it was thrown into the air, and the juice splashed all over Murong Longshui. Murong Longshui frowned thickly, this Northern Liang prince is too petty.
Men's rivers and lakes generally only have three colors of black, white and gray. When women enter the rivers and lakes, they mostly think of beauty and colorfulness, and Murong Longshui is no exception.
Seeing Murong Longshui deflated, Yijian Liu felt happy, and his mind was full of the funny scene of a handsome guy being crushed under the weight of a two-hundred-jin strong woman and beaten into a pig's head.
The old moth is not as leisurely and leisurely as a section of willow, and his steps are steady, neither rush nor impatient. The current situation is no different from a godsend opportunity for the three of them. The son is dragged down by the seriously injured little girl, and it is even better to have one against three lightweight.
A section of willow leaped onto the branch of an orange tree next to him, and raised his eyes to look far away, making sure that there were no cavalry in sight to participate in the encirclement and suppression, having fun on other people's land, and sailing carefully.
After Xu Fengnian landed, he took a long breath, and ran towards the nearest Murong Longshui, bypassing several orange trees that were left in the cold winter with only a little bit of red. Chu Lushan of gender, but when Xu Fengnian started to charge, she also collided and went away. Unlike Xu Fengnian's detour, she, who was strong and strong, broke directly when she encountered an orange tree. The two collided in an instant. Murong Longshui's sharp knee bump, five fingers like hooks, swipe at her face, Murong Longshui's body leaned back, kicked out, Xu Fengnian's sleeves fluttered, facing Murong Longshui's thigh She slapped fiercely with a palm, but she resisted the palm, and her body turned around, pushing Xu Fengnian's chest with the palm. Xu Fengnian was pushed out with the palm, and slid backwards towards an orange tree. His sleeves froze immediately, he stopped abruptly, hooked his calf, cut off the orange tree, lifted it into the air, held it with one hand, and used the orange tree as a big sword to the woman who was striding forward, and slashed down on her head. , Murong Longshui crossed his hands to protect his cheeks, the orange tree was shattered inch by inch, and the sky was full of broken branches and leaves. Murong Longshui ignored the dense pain of bone scraping, rushed past, and slammed two punches in his chest. Unexpectedly, Xu Fengnian Don't dodge, don't dodge, let the woman's fists hit the shore like layers of turbulent waves on the chest, just when Murong Longshui felt that something was wrong and wanted to retreat, he found that his fists were mired in mud, and the sword was flying within ten feet Like a migratory locust, she killed Murong Longshui who was biting the hook with all her brains. She made a decision in the blink of an eye that was tantamount to losing both sides. Instead of withdrawing her fist, her feet took root and her knees sank into the mud. Both fists were hammered by Xu Fengnian in one go Dozens of blows, just before all the flying swords were nailed into Murong Longshui's body, a willow that had been squatting leisurely on the orange tree in the distance to gather branches finally made a bold move towards Xu Fengnian and Murong Longshui who were fighting fiercely. The pair of men and women kept throwing branches, accurately blocking the attack of a flying sword, accidentally inserting willows and willows full of shade, the flying sword with a perfect embryo and the spirit of the sword master, orderly in chaos, but still not a single one succeeded Nail Murong Longshui.
Xu Fengnian's forehead went down a little, and knocked on the forehead of Murong Longshui, who was entangled endlessly. The latter's rare and majestic body swung backwards, but Xu Fengnian's arms were held by Xu Fengnian, preventing her from taking the opportunity to escape. Murong Longshui yelled angrily, her arms trembled, the ripples vibrated, and she shook off the bondage. Xu Fengnian's ten fingers drew ten scarlet blood grooves on her arms, and she lowered her head. Her arms, which were as thick as ordinary women's thighs, quickly Holding Xu Fengnian's shoulders, outsiders saw it and mistook it as a lover's warmth, and it was difficult to distinguish the murderous intent. Murong Longshui fell backwards, pulling Xu Fengnian's whole body into the air, trying to send Xu Fengnian's head into the mud with an upside-down, Xu Fengnian lightly patted his hands on the wet mud, and in an instant, it seemed like mist curled up , Murong Longshui's attempt to distance himself and let a section of willow cloth under the willow's shade failed, she let go of her hands when she suddenly lay in the frost and snow mud, just about to stand up like a carp, and take the initiative earlier than that person.
Xu Fengnian, who was originally head down, turned his body upside down and returned to normal in an instant after a slap. He pressed Murong Longshui's cheeks with both hands, and the two looked at each other. The orange thrown by the cut willow was rolling in the palm of his hand, it was exactly the same at this time, Xu Fengnian seemed to be treating her head as an orange, Murong Longshui's expression changed drastically, his punches and knees were like rainstorms like drumbeats, he has been good at it since his debut The strange woman from Beimang who was known for close combat only wanted to quickly distance herself, but no matter how fierce her offensive was, Xu Fengnian just supported her head and shortened the gap between the palms of his hands inch by inch. Accepting Murong Longshui's thunderous attack, his sleeves vibrated at a speed invisible to the naked eye.
A section of willow squatting on a branch in the distance looked uncertain, and there was still a handful of orange branches in his hand. It seemed to be weighing the pros and cons, and he didn't help the woman who was in danger immediately.
Previously, the old moth took advantage of the gap to wander around in the orange grove, and he didn't know what it was. The spider web old man was obviously much more particular about being a man than the willow that watched the fire from the other side. He kicked an orange tree and stabbed Xu Fenghou in the back. Murong Longshui, who didn't dare to hide his clumsiness, threw his fist at this man's heart with all his strength. It happened that the orange tree was stabbed in the back of his chest, and each punch and tree pulled each other. According to common sense, even if you have a diamond body, your heart will be smashed. Died on the spot. After the old moth kicked it out, he turned his head and glared at a section of willow. The latter rolled his eyes and glanced towards Xu Fengnian and Murong Longshui.
But Xu Fengnian was unexpectedly safe and sound, but he finally backed down a step, willing to let go of Murong Longshui's big head, slipped his hands down, and lifted her cheeks up, and Murong Longshui, who was overwhelmed by energy, lifted his feet off the ground , Xu Fengnian "slowly" walked to her side, and swept across the abdomen of Princess Beimang with one leg, her burly body bent in a deformed arc in the air, and then shot towards a section of willow that came to rescue, a section of willow Liu turned a blind eye to the daughter-in-law princess, and her body fell sharply. At the same time, the killer old moth put his thumbs and index fingers together, and wiped an inexplicable straight line in front of him. No less than a hundred orange trees were uprooted and splashed together. To Xu Fengnian, who was alone, and then exploded in the air, a piece of willow mouth turned up, ten fingers plucked the string.
Full of sword energy.
The chaotic sword air flows between the sky and the earth, like a galaxy pouring down, forming a cage with nowhere to hide.
Xu Fengnian stepped out with one foot, bent his knees slightly and pressed down, as if he was carrying a tripod on his shoulders, and lifted his hands up in the air.
With him as the center of the circle, the ground of several tens of feet was lifted up, and a rising mud curtain confronted the torrential sword energy pouring down.
Like an umbrella to cover the rain.
A willow tree branch was held tightly with both hands, and it happened to be inserted in the hollow of the umbrella above Xu Fengnian's head.
See every stitch, a tree willow shade.
Xu Fengnian raised his head, indifferently, looking straight at the famous killer in Beimang.
A section of Liu Xin guessed that the situation was abnormal, and the offensive stopped immediately, and he would rather give up the once-in-a-lifetime opportunity than risk himself.
But when a section of willow withdrew his sword, he clearly saw a conspiratorial smile on the corner of the guy's mouth, which changed rapidly, and a section of willow stabbed again with his intuition.
When the branch in his hand really touches Xu Fengnian's eyebrows, a piece of willow is settled in his heart.
The branch has penetrated into the center of this person's eyebrows half a fingernail deep, and a section of willow's eyes are dark and ecstatic.
The distance between the two was only a few feet, but suddenly the branches couldn't push forward at all, and a section of willow had to withdraw its branches without any trance.
But the red robe behind him stomped down hard on his back.
Xu Fengnian's hands and fingers faced each other, pierced a section of willow's chest, and then "lightly" tore it outward.
He divided the body of a willow in the air.
A large puddle of blood splashed on Xu Fengnian's face.
Xu Fengnian was still expressionless and said nothing, just shook his wrists, silently shaking off the blood from his hands, and looked at the remaining two Beimang masters in the orange garden.