"I table your mother's state!" Baoye scolded, his fist smashed into Murong's head.
Murong slightly tilted the corner of his mouth, his face was scornful, and he couldn't stand. He didn't wave his hand lightly until the Baoye's fist was smashed.
"Well!"
Bao Ye's fist just smashed Murong's palm, as if he was smashed into the cotton, and there was no effort.
But the next second, a strong rebound came from the palm of the hand, and the body of Baoye flew out like the shells of the boring, and the right arm was stunned.
"Just rely on you, and want to hurt me, it's almost self -contained!" Murong bears his hands slightly, seeing very proud.
Bao Ye endured his pain, gritted his teeth and drank angrily: "Brothers, give me, cut this bastard!"
"Da Da ..."
At this moment, a man in black pulled a trigger, and a row of bullets shot a row of bullets. The two men's men were suddenly hit into a horse honeycomb.
When others saw this, they were scared to retreat.
Immediately, Murong went to Baoye, "How? Can you make a statement now?"
Bao Ye raised his head.
"Lao Tzu determined Jiang Feng in this life, and he would not attach anyone anymore.
"There is a kind!" "Murong said, his right hand stretched out quickly, pinched Baoye's scapula, and used slightly.
"Click!"
Just heard a sound of the bone cracking, and the scapula of Baoye was crushed directly.
Although the pain was unbearable, Bao Ye still closed his mouth and refused to hum, but the cold sweat had soaked his clothes, which shows how painful it is.
"Give you the last chance to survive again, will you not be attached to Du Shao?"
"Little beasts, are you deaf?" Bao Ye endured the pain and gritted his teeth, "Lao Tzu will not return to the team, the damn fat pig!"
Du Haisong hated that others said that he was a fat pig, and his face suddenly became gloomy. "Don't ask, kill me!"
Murong nodded slightly, and then went up two steps, and he raised his palm.
Baoye closed his eyes and waited for death.
At this moment, Ge Teng stood out, "I will come to know you!"
"Ge Teng, Mr. Hu's personal bodyguard!" Murong's face was fun, "One of the twenty -four guards of the scholars, I have been waiting for you."
Ge Teng frowned and surprised. He couldn't understand how this person knew his identity.
The identity of the scholars had never said to anyone, and even Hu An didn't know.
At this moment, everyone's eyes are concentrated on him.
Murong then laughed: "One of the twenty -four guards in the Tang Dynasty has fallen to a bodyguard, it is really a good talent! It is better to attach us to Du Shao?"
"Talk less nonsense!"
Ge Teng put on a gesture.
"You are not my opponent!" Murong shook his head slightly, "So! If you have to do it, how can I let you make a hand?"
Ge Teng stopped talking, he picked up his fist with both hands, and smashed it out at the same time.
In less than half a minute, he had smashed seventeen punches in a row, but even Murong's placket did not encounter.
"Okay! It's my turn now." Murong smiled slightly, "I only punch, if I can't hit you, I will leave you immediately!"
As soon as the words fell, he punch it.
The fist is slow, and it looks powerless.
However, Ge Teng's face changed because he couldn't avoid it at all.
Although Murongluo's punch does not seem to be powerful, it has released the breath of the saint, and the magnificent pressure spreads, just like an invisible mountain that is pressed on Ge Teng's body, making him unable to move half a step at all.
Then, then
"Well!"
Finally, Murong's fist fell on Ge Teng's chest.
Ge Teng felt like being hit by a truck. The whole body flew back backwards, and the blood in the mouth sprayed a beautiful arc.
His body hit the wall, leaving a cobweb -like crack.
Murong swept across every big man present, "Who else is not convinced, although standing up!"
Ye Zhenzhen was worried that he would die again, and hurriedly said, "Everyone, I really want to marry Haisong. If you are here to drink happy wine, I welcome, if it is to chaos, please leave it quickly. Today
It's my joy, I don't want to have a picture of fighting and killing. "
Du Haisong didn't know Ye Zhenzhen's thoughts, so he smiled lightly: "Really, you are wrong, see some blood today, add some festive wedding."
"Murong Lue, you continue!"
At this time, Guo Huairen looked at an old man behind, "Lao Chen, are you sure you are sure to win Murong?"
The old man was full of white hair and his waist, looking like an ordinary old man. If Guo Huairen didn't talk to him, no one would notice him at all.
His name is Chen Dahai. He is in his 70s this year. He is a master of hidden martial arts. Guo Huairen spent a lot of money to ask him to be a bodyguard.
In this world, the strong martial arts master cannot refuse to face the temptation of money.
"Family, this little guy's cultivation can't see it for me, but I have confidence in fighting with him!"
After speaking, he stood out.
"I am willing to fight with you!"
Murong looked at Chen Dahai slightly, and suddenly laughed, still disdain.
"Is there no one in Heming? Actually let an old man come out to fight with me."
"I said my old man, you have to go to the soil half of your body, do you want to come out and send it to death? I advise you to hurry back to hug his grandson and don't give your life in vain."
Murong Lau also couldn't feel the fluctuation of Chen Dahai's breath. He thought he was an ordinary person, but he had just practiced his fist for a few days.
Once the master of martial arts is stepped into the martial arts master, if the two sides have similar strength, no one can see who cultivates, Chen Dahai and Murong strategy are so.
Chen Dahai has already seen Murong's means, knowing that his strength is not under himself, so he is not polite, and one shot is a full blow.
I saw that he stretched out his right palm and drew a semi -circular, stirred the air, forming a white energy ball gathered at the palm of the hand, and pushed it out to Murong.
The white energy ball came with the sound of breaking, whistling.
At this time, Murong Luo knew that he had looked at each other, and it was too late to avoid it, so he had to stop it.
He also hurriedly launched, and he also condensed into a white energy ball.
"Well!"
Two energy balls collided together, just like the thunderbolt.
Suddenly, the two powerful airflows were scattered, and the wedding banquet hall was shaking for a while. The people standing next to them were overturned, tables and chairs and benches were broken into wood chips.
Chen Dahai and Murong took two steps back at the same time, and their faces became pale, without a trace of blood.
"Old man, I look down at you!" Murong spit out a bite of turbid air, and then sneered: "However, you think you can tie your hands with me, then you are wrong."
After that, he took a step ahead, and there was an extra purple sword in his hand.
Chen Dahai's face was solemn, and he hurriedly condensed a scimitar.
"Well!"
Murong was stabbing out of a sword first, and the sword was cold, and the four people of Chen Dahai were covered by the sword, so he was under the sword.
Chen Dahai was shocked and screamed in a loud voice: "Purple Dragon Sword? Are you from the Murong family of Luoxia Mountain?"
"You know too late!"
Murong said that her men were not slow, and I saw that the sky was purple sword light.
Chen Dahai hurriedly waved his short knife to resist, and had to have a sound of "Ding Ding Dang".
But soon, the two were separated.
Murong put away the long sword, and it looked light and clear.
"Old man, you are still too weak!"
And Chen Dahai, at this moment, there were more than ten blood caves in the whole body, and blood dripped.
"Lao Chen, how are you?" Guo Huairen and Guo Xiaotian hurriedly supported Chen Sihai's shaking body together.
"Family, I'm sorry for you, I'm not his opponent!" Chen Dahai shook his head, "But what I want to tell you is that he is from the Murong family of Luoxia Mountain, you'd better not to fight with him."
Guo Huairen has been mixed on the rivers and lakes for decades.
Because sometimes the official will rely on people from the martial arts to protect the country.
"Hahaha……"
At this moment, Du Haisong laughed, "Okay, you still don't have to resist stubborn, you can't fight me at all!"
"Now, I don't want you to express it for the time being. I want you to look at me with your own eyes!"
"Really, come, let's show a love to everyone, so as not to believe you are willing to marry me willingly."
After that, he lifted Ye Zhenzhen's face with both hands, and stretched his big mouth over to kiss.
However, Ye Zhenzhen saw his fat face, and suddenly a nauseous nausea, subconsciously avoiding his mouth.
"Well?"
Du Haisong narrowed his eyes, "How? Are you unwilling?"
"So, you think I am reluctant to force you, since that, you go!"
However, his eyes always stared at Ye Libin and Guo Lihong, exuding murderousness.
Ye Zhenzhen shook his head in a hurry, "No, I am willing to marry you, just now ... I was shy just now!"
"This is almost the same!"
Du Haisong said, this time she tightened Ye Zhen's waist, making her unable to break away, and reached the big mouth to Ye Zhenzhen's charming red lips again.
"Surname Du's bastard!" Just then, Huang Mao screamed, "If you dare to touch Zhenzhen, I fucking fight with you!"
However, as soon as he moved, he was kicked to the ground by Murong.
Du Haisong's slightly smelling mouth has been infinitely close to Ye Zhenzhen.
But Ye Zhenzhen still couldn't accept him, and hurriedly lowered his head. Du Haisong's smelly mouth kissed her hair.
Du Hai was furious, "It's true, it seems that you are still unwilling, but I will still give you another chance!"
"Murong Lau, kill the yellow hair, especially the effect."
As soon as the words fell, Murong Rong waved a sword, and immediately cut Huang Mao's body two.
The big guys present were seen in the world. At this moment, I saw such a bloody scene, and it was suddenly chilling upside down.
"You ... you are too much!" Ye Zhen really was so scared that the flower was out of color, and his body was like a swaying branch.
"I'm not too much at all!" Du Haisong smiled lightly, "Killing that yellow hair, I just want you to see it."
Immediately, he lowered his voice and said: "If you don't accept my incense kiss this time, your parents are dead, you want to think about it."
Having said that his stinky mouth reached Ye Zhenzhen again.
And Ye Zhenzhen didn't dare to hide at this time. Although he was reluctant, he still raised his lips and greeted it.