"Watanabe Old Dog, just because you still want to act here, do you have the ability?"

Murong Zhenguo slowly straightened his back with murderous intent in his eyes: "I was able to beat you thirty years ago and I could still do it now."

"Old friend, stop being arrogant. You can hide it from others, or me."

Watanabe Yu sneered and shook his head: "After years of war, your body has been full of holes. With the explosion just now, I have a palm with all my strength. Now you are seriously injured. I'm afraid it's hard to even stand up?"

"If you don't believe it, you can go forward and try it?"

Murong Zhenguo reached out and waved, as if you were to let the horse go.

Watanabe Yu glanced up and down, and did not rush to attack, but continued to verbally test: "Old friend, how about it? I feel very heartbroken when my son dies? In the past five years, in order to cultivate him, I have secretly squandered a lot of my strength, but unfortunately, it is still a little bit short."

"So it's all you, the old dog, are doing it!"

Murong Zhenguo gritted his teeth and his breathing became rapid: "There are injustice and debts, and you can just come to me if you have any hatred. Why do you have to plot against my son?!"

"Hahaha...it's too difficult to kill you head-on, so I can only start from your weakness. Your youngest son Murong Hai is the biggest weakness."

Watanabe Yu grinned and said, "Oh, by the way, I forgot to tell you something. Murong Hai's wife, the woman who hanged her in the general's house five years ago, was actually my daughter!"

"You...what did you say?"

Murong Zhenguo trembled all over, a little unbelievable.

"How is it? Isn't it a surprise?"

Watanabe Yu smiled even happier: "In order to plot against you, I deliberately let my daughter approach your son, so that he can't extricate himself. When the time is right, I will order my daughter to hang herself and commit suicide. I will use my life to make you father and son turn against each other and fight to the death. This plan is so perfect!"

"brute!"

Murong Zhenguo was furious: "For revenge, you didn't even let your own daughter go. Are you still an individual?!"

"So what about my daughter? In our Golden Crow Country, women are like objects that can be abandoned at any time. It is her honor for my daughter to sacrifice for my revenge plan. No matter what, she at least succeeded and also played her due value." Watanabe Yu didn't care.

Those who achieve great things must be ruthless.

What is it to die for a daughter?

"Dog thing! I've killed you!"

Murong Zhenguo was about to break his eyes, and suddenly bullied himself in front of him, slapped Watanabe Yu with a palm.

Watanabe Yu's eyes condensed and he also slapped it out with his palm.

The iron palms of the two masters collided in the air.

"Bang!"

A loud noise.

The violent energy burst out instantly, and a wave of Qi swept around with the impact point as the center.

Some unlucky people who were close to each other were blown away and fell heavily to the ground, vomiting blood.

“Cruff—!”

Watanabe Yu was shaken by a palm and moved more than ten meters. His feet were on the ground and he plowed out two deep traces.

On the other hand, Murong Zhenguo stabilized his body by just two steps back.

Which one is stronger and who is weak is clear at a glance.

"Go to die!"

When Murong Zhenguo was about to take action again, his body suddenly trembled, and he spit out a large mouthful of blood with a "wow".

He staggered and almost fell down.

He was seriously injured and had just forced his luck, and he was undoubtedly more injured.

“Hahahahahaha…”

Seeing this scene, Watanabe Yu couldn't help laughing: "Old friend, you really can't do it."

Fortunately, the other party was injured in advance, otherwise he might not have been able to block the palm just now.

"Despicable and shameless!"
Chapter completed!