At this time, Yang Huoshan also arrived with people.
Originally, they were at the gate of Murong's house, planning to set up a formation to besiege someone if they came out again.
Unexpectedly, someone attacked me from the back mountain.
"Brother Chiba, I'm here..."
Yang Huoshan rushed up and shouted.
"Well done, surround this old man immediately and don't let him go..."
Zhao Qianye shouted immediately.
Using Yang Huoshan's thirty-man formation to create trouble for Murong Xueyu is the best way.
Although a large formation of thirty people may not be able to trap a master at the peak of the Grandmaster level.
But at least it can slow down his escape.
This would allow Zhao Qianye to find opportunities to severely injure or kill him.
Seeing that he was surrounded, and the posture of the people surrounding him seemed very mysterious.
Murong Xueyu began to panic.
He had no intention of fighting with Zhao Qianye anymore and quickly turned around and ran towards the direction where the formation was weakest.
But this thirty-man formation changed very quickly. Although it looked very weak there, when Murong Xueyu rushed up, he found that there were only people in front of him.
Moreover, the coordination of these people is very exquisite. Even if his Qinggong is very powerful, it will be very dangerous to fly out.
"Anyone who dares to stand in my way will die..."
Murong Xueyu shouted and rushed forward madly.
You must leave as soon as possible, otherwise you will be consumed in the formation sooner or later.
At this time, the rotation of the formation was changing faster and faster, making Murong Xueyu unable to see how many people were in front of him.
He rushed forward and slapped him hard with his palm.
When the palm wind settled down, I realized that the palm shot just now was empty, and there was no one in front of me.
He immediately ran towards the gap.
But Zhao Qianye had already blocked him in time.
For such a master, pure formations cannot stop him, they can only slow down his escape.
In the end, it still takes a master like Zhao Qianye to solve the problem.
"Bang..."
Zhao Qianye struck out with a palm, hitting Murong Xueyu right in the heart.
Murong Xueyu was knocked upside down and spit out a mouthful of blood.
Murong's blood rain fell on the ground, and he was already a little unsteady.
"You, just wait, I won't let you go, I'll let you..."
Murong Xueyu's mouth was full of blood. He stood in the middle of the formation, pointed at Zhao Qianye and cursed.
At this time, Zhao Jiuwen took the opportunity to kick him from behind.
Murong Xueyu was kicked out again.
He was at the pinnacle of the realm of a grandmaster, and yet he was unexpectedly attacked by a gold-level figure. He was completely humiliated.
Murong's bloody rain rolled up, and he quickly took out a red pill and smashed it on the ground.
A thick blood-red fog suddenly formed around him.
This blood mist is poisonous.
Zhao Qianye could smell it from a distance.
"Don't get close, everyone. This thing is highly poisonous."
This blood-red rain mist is the poisonous mist Murong Xueyu became famous for. As long as people inhale this kind of thing, they will go crazy and die.
So his name is Murong Xueyu.
This is also his last life-saving trick. It can not only frighten the opponent, but also enable him to escape in time.
When the blood-red rain and fog dissipated, Murong Xueyu had disappeared.
"What the hell?" Yang Huoshan shouted depressedly.
Just now I was about to catch a big fish, but I didn't expect that it was all in vain.
"Don't worry, let's look around..."
Zhao Qianye directed his men to search the nearby hills and finally determined that Murong Xueyu had escaped.
At this time, the team led by Su Hong had killed all the masters brought over by Murong Xueyu, and no one was left.
The Murong family dared to hold the young master hostage, this is the price they must pay.
After dawn, Zhao Shu, who was guarding the door, came back with his people.
He was very depressed because he couldn't catch up with the battle here last night.
"Young Master, I felt really uncomfortable not being able to fight alongside you last night."
Zhao Qianye patted him on the shoulder and said, "Your contribution is not small. You discovered the Murong family's grain transport convoy and led people to rob them. This angered the Murong family and sent out experts to seek revenge."
"Really? It turns out it's all my fault."
Zhao Shu immediately raised his braids to the sky.
At this time, Zhao Jiuwen said: "Zhao Shu, don't be proud. You must promise me not to let the Murong family bring in a grain of grain."
"Don't worry, Great Elder. If I let them smuggle in a grain of grain, you will remove me from my position as elder."
Zhao Shu was very confident. Whenever he was with the young master, he would be confident no matter what he did.
Murong Xueyu returned to Murong's courtyard and immediately lay down on the ground, spitting out blood one after another.
Although that kind of blood mist is produced by red blood pills, it is also very consuming.
He was already injured, and the use of the Blood Mist Pill made Murong Xueyu even more injured.
"Great Elder, Great Elder, what's wrong with you?"
Two masters of the Murong family who were patrolling discovered Murong Xueyu and quickly carried him towards the main hall.
Murong Duanqiao was sleeping with two women in his arms when he was awakened by the noise outside.
"Who is this? What are you doing?"
Murong Duanqiao rushed out very dissatisfied, wearing only a thin white nightgown.
At this time, several elders had already arrived in the hall. When they saw the head of the family coming out, these elders immediately knelt down together.
"Head of the family, the great elder was injured, and none of the masters he brought with him came back..."
"Real Tamar is a loser..."
Murong Broken Bridge cursed.
"Aren't you the number one master of the Murong family? After practicing in seclusion for so many years, I thought you were so high. But now it seems that you are also a waste, and you can't compare with even one finger of the elder..."
Murong Duanqiao was simply a tyrant, and he scolded Murong Xueyu who was still vomiting blood.
Furious, Murong Xueyu vomited several more mouthfuls of blood.
At this time, Murong Xueyu broke away from the two people who were supporting him and knelt on the ground.
"The head of the family, the other party, Zhao Qianye, he, he is not simple. The head of the family must not be careless..."
Although Murong Xueyu was scolded terribly, for the benefit of the family, he still held back his anger and truthfully reported the news he had risked his life.
"Don't be careless? Murong Xueyu, haven't you always been very high-spirited and have no respect for me? What's wrong with Taima today? You can't even deal with a few petty thieves and you still come back vomiting blood. What a loss."
After defeating so many masters from my Murong family, are you still a human being?"
"I……"
Murong Xueyu lay on the ground and spit out another mouthful of blood.
There was really nothing he could do, and he felt that the Murong family was hopeless.
It is really a great misfortune for the Murong family to meet such a head of the family.
"Go away, I don't want to see you anymore..."
Murong Duanqiao shouted at Murong Xueyu.
Normally, this guy is too high-minded and doesn't even look down on him as the head of the family. Today, he was beaten into a dog by the traitorous son of the Zhao family.
Murong Xueyu got up depressed and walked outside with the help of two people.
"Oh, my Murong family is finished, finished..."
Murong Xueyu sighed, vomited blood and walked away. (To be continued)