"Who are you?" Murong Ershao, the playboy, felt that something was wrong with the store. He was a well-known person in Suzhou and Hangzhou. Everyone in the black and white circles were somewhat concerned about him, or in other words, they were concerned about the people behind him.
Because he is the second young master of Murong, a direct descendant of the Murong family. Besides his eldest brother Murong Junnan, he is the second in line to succeed the next head of the Murong family.
With such a prominent family background, it was inevitable to be frivolous at a young age. In addition, Murong Ershao had an outstanding elder brother who was suppressing him. Therefore, he became unprofessional and became a famous young master in Suzhou and Hangzhou.
However, after all, this Second Young Master Murong was born in the ancient martial arts family, and he still has some sharp eyesight. It is precisely because he saw the unusualness of Gu Fei and Nangong Chu that he tolerated it. If it was normal, he would have commanded his men long ago.
, rushed forward and beat the two of them to a pulp.
"Murong Er Shao? You haven't heard of it. You are not qualified to know our origins?" Ye Feng looked down on Murong Er Shao, with a hint of impatience in his words.
"I'm not qualified? Huh!" Second Young Master Murong suddenly rushed forward and punched Ye Feng with one punch. This punch was so heavy and powerful that it was so powerful that it surprised everyone.
Ye Feng smiled evilly and punched out without looking. This was an extremely ordinary punch. There was no whistling wind, a simple and unpretentious punch.
Even with this ordinary punch, Er Shao Murong's expression suddenly changed. This man's kung fu has reached the realm of transformation. He is definitely no match for this silver-haired young man.
Murong Er Shao did not dare to compete with Ye Feng in a battle of skills, so his punch suddenly produced a spiral energy, trying to move Ye Feng's fist to one side.
"The stars are moving in the sky?" Nangong Chu noticed that the second young master Murong's fist strength was a bit strange, and he immediately thought of the Murong family's magical skills. The stars are moving in the sky**
Star Movement is a profound method of transferring power within the body. In the ancient martial arts world, it has the reputation of moving the world and not being affected by any method. Of course, this reputation is truly "beaten".
"Poof!" The two fists collided together in an instant. Second Young Master Murong seemed to have been greatly shocked. His whole body was shaking. During the shaking process, the power that exploded from Ye Feng's fist was
Resolved more than half
"Hmph!" Ye Feng sneered, turning his face contemptuously to look at Murong Er Shao, whose white face had turned red, and the clothes all over his body were soaked with cold sweat. Then his fist vibrated, and the strength of the fist was condensed but not released.
His fist actually blasted through the force field of Dou Zhuanxing Shift in one fell swoop.
The remaining power of the fist surged directly towards the second young master Murong's arm without any cost. Then, the second young master Murong flew up. Amidst the exclamations of the second young master Murong's men, "Bang!"
With a loud sound, Second Young Master Murong hit the wall hard and then rolled to the ground.
Everyone was shocked immediately, and they quickly stepped forward to help Mr. Murong up.
"Things have changed, such a big name is nothing more than that." Ye Feng sat at the table, without moving his buttocks from his seat, and defeated the second young master Murong.
"Who dares to underestimate the unique skills of my Murong family?" At this moment, a voice with a strong smell of gunpowder suddenly came from outside the door, and then, one with a fat head and big ears, the other with a smooth head, could make out the silhouette of a person.
The fat man appeared outside the door and walked into the private room
This fat man is not tall. Judging from his age, he is a middle-aged man, but no one can tell the age of this middle-aged man.
"Fifth Uncle, you have to make the decision for me. Not only did these two guys beat me with their superb martial arts skills, they also said that our Murong family's special skills are inferior garbage!"
At this time, Second Young Master Murong had already climbed up from the ground, with a trace of scarlet blood hanging from the corner of his mouth. He was no match for Ye Feng. If Ye Feng had not shown mercy, Second Young Master Murong would have sold duck eggs to the King of Hell.
Second Young Master Murong, this dandy boy, comes from a family of ancient martial arts. Although he often wanders around the land of fireworks and looks for flowers and willows, he is lucky because he has enough disciples and has not been broken down by drinking and sex.
"Hey! I, Ye Feng, have finally gained some experience today and know what it means to complain first to the evildoer." Hearing this, Ye Feng immediately raised his eyebrows and his voice became deeper.
However, the moment the fifth uncle rushed into the private room aggressively, his whole person was instantly turned to stone. His eyes were wide open, and he didn't even remember to close his open mouth. He was stunned and dumbfounded.
"Hoo!" The fifth uncle suddenly turned around and slapped Er Shao Murong. "Pa!" A crisp sound came out. This was the countless right hands and Er Shao Murong's left cheek.
The sound made by the most intimate contact
The Second Young Master Murong was immediately whipped by the fifth uncle to the point where the stars were dancing wildly. The world was spinning and he was stunned. He never imagined that his fifth uncle would not stand up for him, but instead beat him.
The second young master Murong staggered a few steps. If the men beside him stepped forward to hold him up, he would have fallen to the ground.
The fat fifth uncle turned around and said to Ye Feng and Nangong Chu with a smile: "You two must not be the same as that kid. When I go back, I will definitely punish my eldest brother severely!"
The fifth master of the Murong family is a well-known figure in the entire southern ancient martial arts world. The fat fifth master of the Murong family is a very difficult guy.
However, such a respectable big shot treated the two young men with great respect and spoke in an extremely soft tone. If anyone who knew Fat Fifth Master saw this scene, they would be so shocked that their eyes would fall down.
"Fat Five, it's been a long time no see. I didn't expect that your Murong family would have such a son. I'm really surprised!" At this time, Nangong Chu, who had been silent, spoke.
"Haha! Brother Nangong, our southern ancient martial arts families are in the same spirit. This time, for my sake, can you spare this kid for once?" Fat Fifth Master kept wiping the sweat from his forehead and said nervously.
How could this second-generation ancestor get into trouble with these two people? I really don’t know how high the sky is! But the fat fifth master was very worried. If because of this, he would become enemies with Nangong Chu, that would be something the entire Murong family did not want to see. After all,
, the opponent is an invincible warrior
"Kid, I understand, let's forget it this time!" Nangong Chu said calmly as if nothing had happened. It would be difficult for others to see any emotional fluctuations in his calm, mirror-like face.
The arrogant and arrogant Second Young Master Murong was shocked by the scene in front of him. He could not imagine that the stern Fifth Uncle who usually frightened him seemed to be a different person.
Two young men were groveling
However, when he heard from his fifth uncle that one of the two young men in front of him was someone with the surname Nangong, he was completely dumbfounded.
As a descendant of the Murong family, he had certainly heard of Nangong Chu's name and often heard people talk about this once-in-a-thousand-year cultivation genius.
It turned out that he was provoked. Second Young Master Murong was frightened just thinking about it. He stood aside obediently, not daring to say anything anymore. He deserved to be unlucky for being beaten.
"Brother Nangong is still happy. In this case, I won't disturb you two. This meal is mine." After the fat fifth master said his words, he turned around and walked out of the private room.
The Second Young Master Murong hurriedly caught up, and then he faintly heard Fat Fifth Master's scolding coming from afar. The Second Young Master Murong was being scolded again.
"I'm really not in the mood after that guy made such a fuss. I'll go back first. I might have to retreat soon. If there's anything you can't decide, go find Uncle Yan!" Nangong Chu stood up from the table and said:
Before Ye Feng could say anything, there was a flash of purple light, and Nangong Chu disappeared into the private room in an instant.
"That little guy from the Murong family... is really disappointing!" Ye Feng was extremely depressed. He wanted to have a good meal with his master, but he was made like this by the second young master Murong. To say that he was not angry, he was definitely not angry.
impossible
However, even if he was furious, it seemed to be completely useless
At this time, the waiters outside had brought dishes one after another, and the aroma of food immediately filled the private room. However, these dishes had to be eaten by Ye Feng alone.
Time passed very quickly. In the blink of an eye, half a month passed. The ancient martial arts world in China was peaceful. After being encircled and suppressed by various major forces, the ninjas and vampires who sneaked into China have all disappeared. They were either destroyed or hidden deeply.
He dare not come out to do evil easily
Qinglong Building, the third underground floor, which is the negative third floor, in a training room specially built for Nangong Chu, a person is sitting cross-legged in the center of the training room.
The person practicing in the practice room is naturally Nangong Chu. He is suspended cross-legged in the void less than one meter above the ground. There are three things floating next to him at the same time. These three things are weapons. They are two swords and one sword.
gun
The spear is the Heaven-Slaying Divine Spear, the sword is Yuxu, and the Panlong! The three divine weapons are all ranked in the top ten in the ancient martial arts weapon list. At this time, the three divine weapons are slowly rotating around Nangong Chu.
Suddenly, Nangong Chu opened his eyes with his eyes closed, and then pointed out, an unparalleled sword energy burst out from Nangong Chu's hand and disappeared into the Yuxu Sword in front of him.
"Buzz!" The Yuxu Sword, which had absorbed the powerful sword energy, immediately let out a dragon roar. The entire divine sword immediately shone brightly, and the sword energy surged. Under the action of the cold sword energy, the surrounding temperature dropped.
It immediately dropped a few degrees
He is pouring his supreme sword intention into the Yuxu Sword and leaving his mark of swordsmanship. Only in this way can he reach the state where the sword and man are united. When commanding the Yuxu Sword, it is as if he is using his arms and fingers.
Then, Nangong Chu planted his own sword intention on the Panlong Sword, and he successfully imprinted his own brand on the two divine swords.
When it was his turn to refine the Heaven-Slaying Divine Spear, he discovered that he could not plant his own mark on the Heaven-Slaying Divine Spear.
Nangong Chu was not too surprised. He seemed to have expected such a situation to happen. After all, he practiced swordsmanship.
"It seems that this Heaven-Slaying Divine Spear is going to take advantage of Old Man Wu." It was useless, which made Nangong Chu depressed for a while.
Nangong Chu suddenly waved his hand and sucked the three magic weapons into his hand. Then he threw the three magic weapons out and inserted them into the metal wall opposite. Then, Nangong Chu closed his eyes again and activated the vitality of the world.