Zhuo Wen was still sitting on the main seat, at the moment when the blood spear came to his eyebrows.
Golden light burst out from between his brows, and a divine soul sword intent suddenly shot out and struck the blood spear.
boom!
The powerful force exploded, and the blood spear was directly blasted away, flying upward. The powerful force spread, and the entire roof of the main hall completely collapsed.
"What? This guy..."
Murong Fuge, who was originally following the Blood Spear and was ready to attack at any time, was stunned when he saw the Blood Spear being knocked away. However, due to inertia, his body fell headlong into Zhuo Wen's side.
Zhuo Wen had no expression on his face and punched Murong Fuge directly in the face.
boom!
The terrifying power spread like ripples, and the right side of Murong Fuge's face was directly deformed, his facial bones shattered, and he smashed into the ground at Zhuo Wen's feet.
Fanshuang and Shijianwei saw with blank eyes that Murong Fuge's head was directly inserted into the ground, leaving only his body outside.
Zhuo Wen, on the other hand, was still sitting in the main seat, with his right foot stepping unceremoniously on Murong Fuge's back.
Murong Fugue, who had been struggling, was knocked to the ground by the kick, and his head on the ground made a sound similar to a whimper.
"Master!"
When the two beauties saw Murong Fuge falling headfirst to the ground, they both screamed in fright and fury.
The man in black robe roared and rushed towards Zhuo Wen.
"Do you want your young master to die?"
When Zhuo Wen saw the man in black robe, he rushed over and said calmly.
The man in black robe who was originally furious stopped immediately after hearing these words, and he also regained his composure.
"You are really very courageous. You know that we are from the Murong family, but you dare to attack my young master! You are asking for your own death!" the man in black robe said in a low voice.
At the same time, the man in black robe looked at Zhuo Wen with fear.
This person can easily knock away the blood spear, which proves that this person's strength is also as strong as the sky.
But what the black-robed man was confused about was why Zhuo Wen's aura was just the peak of fetal god transformation?
I'm afraid he's hiding his cultivation base.
When Zhuo Wen saw the man in black robe stopped, he slowly picked up Murong Fuge at his feet with one hand.
I saw that the right side of Murong Fuge's face was swollen and unseemly, his face became distorted, and his speech was somewhat unclear.
It seems that Zhuo Wen's punch is not light!
When Fan Shuang and Shi Jianwei saw Murong Fuge's miserable appearance, the corners of their mouths couldn't help but twitch.
This is a direct descendant of the Murong family, but Zhuo Wen actually still attacks him. How serious is his intention.
"Bastard! You..."
As soon as Murong Fugue was brought up, he saw Zhuo Wen and roared angrily, but his words were a little vague and he couldn't speak clearly.
Snapped!
As soon as Murong Fuge spoke, Zhuo Wen slapped him.
"you……"
Murong Fuge was stunned and wanted to speak again, but Zhuo Wen slapped him again with his backhand.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
…
Zhuo Wen just slapped Murong Fuge more than ten times under the stunned gaze of everyone. The sound of those slaps was so clear.
The man in black robe clenched his fists, but he did not dare to rush forward. After all, Murong Fuge was now in Zhuo Wen's hands. If he rushed forward and the latter killed Murong Fuge directly, then he would have a big responsibility.
Already.
"Now you can speak! Tell me, what did you want to say?"
Zhuo Wen casually picked up Murong Fugue, brought it close to his face, and grinned.
Murong Fuge was about to cry, his head was dizzy now, and his face was in severe pain.
Zhuo Wen's slap was not an ordinary palm force, but was based on the power of shattering power. The force blasted out was absolutely terrifying, and Murong Fuge was almost beaten to death.
"It was my fault, I shouldn't have been your boss! Now you have beaten me, please let me go!" Murong Fuge's voice was filled with sobs.
Everyone in the main hall was quiet, and they did not expect that Murong Fuge would be beaten for mercy.
"I said, strong dragons will not suppress local snakes! Since I am the lord of Yunjin Territory, then I am the rule of this territory! Even if you are from the Murong family, if you come to my territory, you must act according to my rules!"
"If I hadn't thought that you were from the Murong family, I would have beaten you to death just now. How could I have allowed you to be so arrogant in front of me!"
Zhuo Wen's voice was calm, but his words were extremely arrogant.
"Now you can tell me the purpose of coming to my Lord's Mansion? As long as I, Zhuo Wen, can do it, I will naturally try my best to help you!" Zhuo Wen grinned, and his smile was quite bright.
When Murong Fuge saw Zhuo Wen's smile, his whole body couldn't help but trembled, and he felt a chill running straight to his forehead.
This guy is really evil. His cultivation is obviously not high, so how can he be so powerful?
"You bastard, I'm going to demolish your lord's mansion today, and I'm going to make you die in an ugly way!"
The man in black robe could no longer hold back, a powerful aura surged out, and terrifying murderous intent burst out from his eyes.
When Zhuo Wen beat Murong Fuge violently, he had already sentenced Zhuo Wen to death in his heart.
"Deqi, beat him half to death! Remember, don't beat him to death completely. Capture him. I will torture him personally. I will make his life worse than death!"
Murong Fuge's eyes were filled with hatred. Although he was not speaking very clearly now, the man in black robe still heard him clearly.
The two beauties quickly came to Murong Fuge, supported him, and greeted Murong Fuge.
"Oh? Are you here to cause trouble in the Lord's Mansion?"
Zhuo Wen's eyes were cold, and he turned to Fan Shuang, Shijian Wei and others: "You go out first, and the further away from the Ancient Sword Villa, the better!"
Fanshuang, Shijianwei and others nodded quickly, and immediately led the monk army to quickly leave the main hall and fled towards the outside of the villa.
"It's over. Brother Zhuo actually beat Murong Fuge violently. I'm afraid this matter will be difficult to resolve!"
Lu Miaozhen's beautiful eyes were filled with worry.
Pharmacist Lu quickly comforted him, saying that Ji Ren had his own destiny, but his eyes were also worried, and it was obvious that he did not have much confidence in Zhuo Wen.
"Lord Zhuo is too impulsive! The Deqi next to Murong Fuge is a peak-level warrior. Even if Lord Zhuo is really strong, he may not be the opponent of that Deqi!"
Fan Shuang had a headache, and she didn't expect Zhuo Wen's attitude to be so tough.
She could still understand Zhuo Wen's tough attitude when he faced Lu Yichuan. After all, Zhuo Wen's strength and status were already above that of Lu Yichuan.
So no matter how troublesome Lu Yichuan is, what kind of trouble will he cause?
But this time the person coming was one of the four major Mu families in Jizhou, which was a far more powerful force than the Yunjin leader.
Zhuo Wen is still so tough. Where does he get the confidence?
"Miss Fanshuang, Lord Zhuo is not a fool. He did this for the two of them! Murong Fuge wants to arrest them, but they are Lord Zhuo's old friends!"
"With Murong Fuge's arrogant attitude, he will definitely not betray Master Zhuo and let his friends go! He will even go further and make Master Zhuo take the blame!"
"Since the two will eventually conflict, Mr. Zhuo would rather choose to resist the other party directly than compromise!"
Yi Jian's expression was serious. He looked in the direction of the villa, his eyes full of reverence.
Fan Shuang was startled, she lowered her head, slightly ashamed, because she saw the problem too superficially, even a sword could see deeper than her.