Unscrupulous Veterinarian Chapter 356: Winning the Guard
Capture the escort
Murong Feng escaped from the small world and merged with his clone. However, he lay down on the bed and began to practice. He said nothing all night. In the blink of an eye, it was already the morning of the next day. Murong Feng took the wash water brought by the waiter at the inn and washed himself casually.
, while eating some snacks in the inn, there were many people talking about Princess Xuewu early in the morning.
Murong Feng chuckled, this princess is really weird. She doesn't enjoy the wealth and wealth, but she wants to suffer such a crime. She really should worship the Taiqing Taoist Sect, then she can become an immortal and live forever! Mortals!
!Always living in a fantasy world, it seems that this guard position is not bad, at least it makes it easier for me to hide my identity.
After leaving the door of the inn, there were more and more young warriors on the street, all heading towards one place, which was the competition ground at the entrance of the palace. By the time Murong Feng strolled here, there was already a sea of people, among which the young warriors accounted for
Most of them came, but a small number came to watch the fun. There were already people fighting in the ring.
Murong Feng squeezed into the front row and looked at the battle on the stage. He almost wanted to sleep. For a powerful man at the level of a grand master, he certainly had no interest in watching the battle between mortals. However, the cheers around him were overwhelming. Murong Feng
Feng simply lowered his head and closed his eyes, waiting for the last moment.
The battle lasted until late at night, but it still did not end. On the contrary, there were many warriors here, and the rosin had already been burned in iron pots all around. The flames were so bright that it did not affect the duel in the ring at all.
Murong Feng opened his eyes and took a look. Just as he was about to continue to rest, the young man holding a long sword on the stage, covered in blood, showed boundless fighting spirit, and roared like thunder towards the stage: "And there's more.
Is that brother willing to come up to the stage and give me some advice? It’s half an hour until midnight, and once the midnight arrives, I will be Princess Xuewu’s bodyguard.”
There was a lot of discussion in the audience, but no one dared to come up to the stage. Murong Feng glanced at the crowd around him with a look of terror. Is there anything special about this person?
"Forget it, although Princess Xuewu's guard position is important, her own life is still important. The one above is the son of Zhongyong Hou of the Shang Dynasty. When he was young, he was taught swordsmanship by the Taiqing Dao Sect Immortal Master. Now he is willing to
I’m afraid that I have surpassed the realm of innateness and entered the realm of real people!”
"Yes! This person is one of the appointed disciples of Taiqing Immortal Sect, but he still comes to compete with us for the position of guard. It seems that he has ulterior motives for Princess Xuewu!"
"Forget it, the guard position will be his after a while, let's see who is at this final hurdle!"
When Murong Feng heard this, it turned out that he was the designated disciple of Taiqing Dao Sect, and he immediately had an idea in his mind. He turned this person into his slave and cooperated with Taiqing Dao Sect in doing things. If anything happened, he would be responsible for it and would not be exposed.
When he thought about his identity, Murong Feng had an extremely sinister smile on his lips.
He jumped up and landed lightly on the ring, saying: "The dignified young prince is also a disciple appointed by the Immortal Sect. Why bother fighting with us for this chance? I advise you to go down! You can save your life.
No guarantee.”
The young man didn't care at all. He showed a harmless smile and said: "Brother, I would like to advise you to go down! I am determined to get the position of guard of Princess Xuewu. If you want me to die, I will have to do it."
Let’s see if you have the strength. On the stage, you have no complaints about life or death, so just take action!”
Murong Feng secretly felt a pity in his heart. This person's temper is very suitable for him. If he were not a disciple of Taiqing Dao Sect, he could become a very good friend. But today, you are destined to be his own puppet and cannot deal with Taiqing Dao Sect.
Zong's sharp weapon, "I won't take advantage of you. I will give you half an hour to recover your true energy, so that you won't lose and feel dissatisfied and use your power to overwhelm others."
The young man didn't show any pretense. He sat down cross-legged and swallowed a Qi-Reviving Pill. Half an hour later, the breath all over his body became fierce, his eyes flashed, he raised the long sword in his hand and said in a deep voice: "Come on.
Come on! Depending on how long it takes for you to regain your temper, I can spare your life."
As soon as he finished speaking, the green light flashed on the long sword, and the meter-long sword energy slashed straight towards Murong Feng's body. Murong Feng had no weapon in his hand, only a paper fan. Putting aside the paper fan, his fist was wrapped with a
A layer of purple divine power left with the sound of breaking wind. The sword energy and the fist were exchanged. The sword energy shattered and the divine power disappeared. Murong Feng pretended to take a few steps back.
Murong Feng was actually pretending to be quite uncomfortable. In fact, he could be killed with just one move, but for his own plan, he could only pretend, try his best to pretend. When the young man saw that he had the upper hand with one blow, the long sword in his hand immediately
When it danced, it was like pulling a saucer through a flower, floating with unusual lightness. The young man's whole body was wrapped in green light. In an instant, three sword energy shattered the air and went straight into Murong Feng's head, chest and lower abdomen.
Murong Feng stepped on the Tiangang eight steps, his body dodged like a ghost, and he smashed the paper fan in his hand. Under the infusion of Murong Feng's divine power, the paper fan became an incomparable weapon. Seeing the situation, the young man on the opposite side quickly
He dodged, but it was too late. The long sword in his hand protected his chest, and the paper fan passed by, leaving a horrific scar with visible bones.
However, at this moment, Murong Feng stepped forward directly, turned one hand into a claw, and pinched the young man's throat. With just a little force, the young man's throat would be shattered and turned into a corpse.
The young man endured the pain in his shoulder, discarded the long sword in his hand, and said: "I lost, I am convinced. Please help me take good care of Xue Wu and don't let him get hurt at all. Thank you very much."
Murong Feng retracted his arm and said in a deep voice: "Don't worry! I will agree to your request."
After saying that, he turned around and prepared to go to the invigilator at the entrance of the palace. He knew that the young man behind him suddenly touched the long sword on the ground with his right leg. The long sword turned into a stream of light and headed towards Murong Feng's back. There was a "dang" sound.
, the long sword broke into six pieces, and Murong Feng's body pretended to take a few steps forward.
"It's so shameful that the dignified young prince can't afford to lose. The hidden sword hurts people. You are a villain. You really are not worthy of being a warrior. I despise you." According to Murong Feng's temper, this person should have become a warrior long ago.
Pile minced meat, but this is the Shang Dynasty, and we don’t want to cause unnecessary trouble. Besides, this chess piece is still useful.
The young man also had a look of shock on his face and looked in disbelief, saying: "How is it possible? How can your body withstand my blow without being injured at all? Who are you?"
Murong Feng showed a disdainful look and said: "As for you, you were taught by an immortal master from the Immortal Sect. Didn't I have an adventure? We were taught the art of physical training by an expert from the Northern Territory Physical Cultivation Sect. We are ignorant guys.