As the rooster crows at dawn, Suzhou City returns to its former liveliness and prosperity.

Bai Zhanyun and the others washed up and went straight to Murong's Mansion.

There was a constant flow of people coming in and out of Murong Mansion, and all the servants in Murong Mansion were very busy. At this time, everyone had a serious look on their face, and they all looked ahead, where an old slave was sitting on a horse, holding a thin horse.

A down-and-out young man is coming slowly.

When the master and servant arrived in front of the Murong Mansion, they stopped and looked at the splendid buildings of Murong Mansion, as if admiring it.

The image of this master and servant is simply like beggars.

The servants of the Murong Mansion rushed out to block the two of them, as if they wanted to block their eyes, for fear that their one look would tarnish the Murong Mansion.

Mr. Fang's gaze was blocked, but he still looked straight ahead, unmoved. Bai Zhanyun was riding on his horse, looking at Murong's house without saying a word. These two people seemed to have something unknown to them.

I heard one of the servants say dissatisfiedly: "Who are you? Come aside quickly and don't block the way of my guests."

These people are used to relying on the power of the Murong family to run wild, and most people don't take them seriously, let alone the two destitute masters and servants in front of them.

Mr. Fang still stared straight ahead, unmoved. Bai Zhanyun sneered but said nothing.

Good guy, these two people are really arrogant. This is the mental thought of all the Murong family members at this time.

The servant then said: "Come here, ask these two people to leave." After saying that, he retreated under the four characters "Murong Family".

As soon as he said these words, all the servants moved their hands and drew out their weapons at the same time. They stepped forward and surrounded the two destitute masters and servants. The long and cold weapons shone brightly in the morning sun.

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Mr. Fang stood there without moving a step. From beginning to end, his eyes did not blink.

For some reason, Bai Zhanyun suddenly shouted, jumped off his horse, and the wooden sword flew out from his back. In an instant, it turned into nine blue-green lightsabers, falling from the sky, spinning around his body, and stabbing in all directions.

go.

Before the servants surrounding the two men could figure out what was going on, they all flew back, and all their weapons fell out of their hands, clattering to the ground.

The servant standing in front of the door was stunned, while Bai Zhanyun strode towards Murong's mansion. Without saying a word, Mr. Fang led the thin horse and followed Bai Zhanyun into Murong's mansion.

Murong Mansion has a constant stream of guests all year round, and it is no different today.

At this time, everyone looked at the two desolate masters and servants, looking very strange.

Murong Hua looked at these two people and felt that they were somewhat familiar, but he could not recall them. At this time, Bai Zhanyun raised his hands to Murong Hua and said with a smile: "Junior Bai Zhanyun, I will meet Master Murong again in seven years."

"Bai Zhanyun? Is he that Bai Zhanyun?" Everyone started talking.

"No wonder Miss Murong doesn't want to marry him. Who would want to spend the rest of their lives with such a despicable person?" someone said.

Then someone nodded and said in confusion: "It's been seven years, what's he doing again?"

Someone said: "I heard that this kid was beaten badly by Miss Murong seven years ago. Isn't he coming back to take revenge?"

"Revenge? Haha, Brother Shen, are you kidding me? Just this kid, you still want to take revenge?" one person said disdainfully.

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From beginning to end, Murong Hua didn't say a word.

Bai Zhanyun smiled and said: "It is said that Murong Mansion's hospitality is unparalleled in the world, but the two of us are still standing at this moment. Could it be that Murong Mansion doesn't welcome us?"

Mr. Fang said coldly: "He didn't invite us to sit down, why don't we sit down ourselves?" After saying that, he actually sat down. Until now, he only said this.

Bai Zhanyun smiled without saying anything and sat down as well. The two sat down and the others stayed far away, as if these two people had some terrible infectious disease.

After Mr. Fang sat down, he took the wine bottle and began to drink. Bai Zhanyun smiled and said: "We said goodbye seven years ago. Miss Murong was so graceful and graceful that she was better than a fairy. She admired her so much. So today, I took the risk.

I want to come and take a look at her beauty, but why can’t I see Miss Murong?"

Provocation, complete provocation, everyone looked at Murong Hua, but Murong Hua didn't say a word, his eyes were shining, staring at Mr. Fang, as if he wanted to see through Mr. Fang.

What is there about this down-and-out old man that makes Murong Hua, the tycoon of this generation, curious?

No one spoke, but a young man in rich clothes stood up and said in a cold voice: "Boy named Bai, Master Murong is not the same as you. I will teach you a lesson today, otherwise you still don't know how high the sky is.

How thick is the ground?"

This person is none other than Hengshan disciple Zhu Zhiang, the sect queen who admired Murong Xuan very much, looked down on Bai Zhanyun seven years ago, and still looks down on Bai Zhanyun seven years later.

Bai Zhanyun didn't even look at him, and said in a low voice: "I'm here just for Miss Murong, what does it have to do with you?"

Zhu Zhiang said: "The Murong family's affairs are Zhu's affairs. If you want to cause trouble for Miss Murong, you must first get through me."

Bai Zhanyun snorted coldly: "Murong Xuan was divorced. Could it be that she married you again?" He then added: "But the Murong family is as rich as the country and has millions of subjects. If I, Bai Zhanyun, don't want it, many people will rob it."

What I want."

As soon as these words came out, everyone was filled with righteous indignation. Even Murong Hua was a little helpless. If it hadn't been for the down-and-out old man, he would have taken action long ago.

But why should he take this poor old man to heart? What is there in this old man that makes him afraid?

Zhu Zhiang could not bear it at this time. For him, anyone who insulted Murong Xuan should die! He shouted loudly, unsheathed his long sword, and stabbed Bai Zhanyun like lightning.

This move is really faster than lightning. How can ordinary people resist it?

Everyone seemed to have seen Bai Zhanyun lying dead on the spot with blood splattered three feet away.

But Bai Zhanyun didn't move, he was still sitting on the seat with a vague smile, and he didn't see any movement. But Zhu Zhiang let out a scream, the sword fell off, and the whole person flew back.

, slammed outside the door.

Everyone, including Murong Hua, was shocked. After all, Zhu Zhiang was a disciple of Hengshan, and his cultivation had reached at least the fifth stage of cultivation, the "God Transformation Stage". However, Bai Zhanyun did not even move, and he was seriously injured and defeated.

So how high is Bai Zhanyun's cultivation level?

Everyone present could not help but pay attention to this down-and-out young man.

Mr. Fang also raised his eyes and glanced at Bai Zhanyun, with a strange light flashing in his eyes. Murong Hua looked at Bai Zhanyun and praised: "What a cultivator in the 'integration stage', even I have to admire you."

Bai Zhanyun smiled and said: "I'm showing off my ugliness, I hope Master Murong won't be offended."

Murong Hua sighed, but before he could speak, he heard someone shouting: "Where is Bai Zhanyun?"

Before he finished speaking, a woman rushed out. I saw this woman in her mid-20s, with a face like a peach blossom, hair like clouds, and a long skirt that reached the floor. She really looked like a fairy. Who is Murong Xuan if not the daughter of the Murong Mansion?

Bai Zhanyun stood up, raised his hands to Murong Xuan and said, "Bai Zhanyun, a young man, has met Miss Murong."

Murong Xuan looked at Bai Zhanyun and sneered: "Oh, it is indeed you. In the past seven years, I have been looking for you so hard. I didn't expect you to come to my door yourself."

Bai Zhanyun smiled and said: "Seven years ago, I vowed to come back to wash away my shame. I didn't want to wait for seven years..."

Murong Xuan said: "Okay, very good! I would like to see what you have learned in the past seven years."

Bai Zhanyun said: "I will never spoil the young lady's happiness."

Seeing that the two people were about to fight as soon as they met, Murong Hua shouted loudly: "This is Murong Mansion, not a competition ground. I still have the final say here."

Bai Zhanyun said: "Since Master Murong doesn't like others fighting at home, then I can go outside and do it. I wonder what Miss Murong wants?"

Murong Xuan said: "Okay!"

Murong Hua said angrily: "Xuan'er, don't be so presumptuous, stand down."

Murong Xuan was still stunned, Bai Zhanyun then smiled and said: "Murong Zhuang wanted to stop me, why didn't he stop it seven years ago? When Zhu Zhiang wanted to kill me just now, why didn't he stop me? Could it be that I was the one who was injured and humiliated seven years ago, and the one I wanted to kill just now is the same one?

My Excellency, now Village Master Murong is worried that your love will fail?"

Murong Hua was speechless for a moment, but Murong Xuan said angrily: "That's nonsense!" After saying that, Luo Xiu waved her hand towards Bai Zhanyun.

Murong Hua was also good at martial arts, and his wife was also a well-known figure in the world of cultivation. How could the descendants of these two people fall behind? As soon as Murong Xuan took action, thunder exploded, ghosts cried and gods howled.

Facing this fatal attack, Bai Zhanyun stretched out his figure, took eight steps back, flew out his wooden sword, circled around and turned into a roulette, blocking the attack.

Murong Xuan didn't expect Bai Zhanyun to be able to block her move, so she was a little surprised, and then said: "Okay, not bad, come again."

After saying that, she squeezed it with both hands, the hem of her skirt flew, and she rose into the sky with her hair flying. She was really like the mysterious goddess of the Nine Heavens, incomparable.

Rays of light emitted and condensed from her fingertips, impacting down towards Bai Zhanyun.

Everyone was dumbfounded, and everyone secretly praised this proud daughter of heaven in their hearts.

Bai Zhanyun's magic technique changed, and a green light glowed on the wooden sword. A dazzling green sword light shot up from the tip of the sword and met the light emitted by Murong Xuan.

"Not good!" Someone exclaimed. Then, a huge wave of air struck in all directions from where the two rays of light intersected.

In an instant, tables overturned and stools fell over, food was spilled and wine was spilled, and those who retreated slowly were vomited blood and seriously injured.

Murong Xuan and Bai Zhanyun stood on the ground, looking at each other, with solemn looks in their eyes, and at the same time, they also had murderous intentions.

An aura of murder arose spontaneously!

Murong Xuan waved her hand, and a piece of red silk flew out from nowhere, spiraled out, and swept towards Bai Zhanyun, like a giant dragon waking up.

What a fairy treasure!

With a flick of Bai Zhan's Yunmu Sword, nine branches immediately branched out.

The nine long swords turned in front of him, forming a circle and heading towards the silk.

With a muffled sound, the long sword stopped, and the silk stopped. Just like that, the long sword and the silk were locked in the air. The long sword kept spinning, and the silk whistled and exploded.

Suddenly, the nine long swords suddenly stopped and merged into one, and a huge long sword suddenly struck upwards. The silk trembled endlessly and exploded continuously. Murong Xuan felt her hands shake, and her whole body moved forward.

Then it flew out, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, splashing on the silk, making the silk even more dazzling.

The long sword didn't rest, and rushed forward, chasing Murong Xuan directly.

Everyone was stunned at this moment. Zhu Zhiang stood on the ground, shouting non-stop, with blood in his eyes. He raised his sword and rushed towards Bai Zhanyun.

Murong Hua shouted loudly, and at some point there was a magic weapon in his hand. It was like a roulette wheel, shining with white light, spinning in front of the long sword, and he also rose into the air to catch Murong Xuan.

When Murong Hua fell down with Murong Xuan in his arms, Zhu Zhiang's long sword had reached behind Bai Zhanyun, and was about to pierce Bai Zhanyun's body, but Bai Zhanyun remained motionless, as if he didn't know anything.

Finally, Zhu Zhiang's long sword pierced Bai Zhanyun's back, and blood spattered on Zhu Zhiang's face and body. He was stunned.

When Bai Zhanyun was in pain, he roared, turned around suddenly, and swung out a palm. Before Zhu Zhiang could figure out what was going on, his whole body was so weak that he fell to the ground, his internal organs were displaced, and he died.

At this time, Bai Zhanyun's eyes were blood-red, like a devil from hell. His clothes were ragged, his hair was messy, his face was pale, and there was still blood on his back.

Murong Hua roared angrily and waved his hand, the roulette wheel became more radiant, pressed against the wooden sword, and charged towards Bai Zhanyun.
Chapter completed!