In the Marquis Wu Wen's Mansion, teasing Hong Xuanji's wife had never happened before.
The servants in Hong Xuanji's mansion didn't react at first. It wasn't until they heard Mrs. Zhao's sharp scream that they all took action and attacked Xu Lang.
"call!"
"drink!"
"ha!"
As soon as Mrs. Zhao's voice fell, three people immediately took action and came face to face with Xu Lang. Among them, one of them had long nails and dug out Xu Lang's eyes.
Obviously, Xu Lang's eyes were dishonest just now, and he even talked about Mrs. Zhao's figure, which made these servants feel angry on behalf of their master and wanted to dig out Xu Lang's eyes to make amends.
"ah……"
At this critical moment, Xu Lang did not move to block, but first looked up to the sky and sighed, then with an excited smile on his face, he said: "The joy of kicking in kindergarten..."
Everyone's fists and kicks were completely in vain at this moment.
Then there were just a few "bang bang" sounds, and the heads of the people rushing in front flew up like balls, hitting the surrounding rockeries, courtyards, and pavilions. Red and white sprayed all over the wall, and the heads of these people
The body is still where it is and remains motionless.
"Innate martial artist? Is this person an innate martial artist?"
"Why is the penetration power of his fists and feet so strong?"
The servants of the Hong family and the masters of the Zhao family knew the difference once they had fought with Xu Lang.
First of all, in terms of moves and body skills, they were completely at a disadvantage, and the intersection of fists and feet made them feel like they were blocking the car. Xu Lang's fist and foot strength were simply not something they could match.
If you hit it, you'll be injured! If you hit it, you'll die!
"Zhao Han..."
Mrs. Zhao screamed and called for a good person she could trust.
I saw this figure rising and falling, like a long snake swimming on the ground, twisting its hands and attacking Xu Lang's legs.
"Snapped!"
Xu Lang stepped on the head like a watermelon, crushing the man's head, and then walked over, as if he was walking by the way. As for how many tricks Zhao Han had, after his head was broken,
Everything becomes empty talk.
When Mrs. Zhao saw this, she choked in her mouth. This confidant died like this, which made Mrs. Zhao realize that something was wrong.
A gentleman does not stand behind a dangerous wall...
Seeing that the matter had become serious, Hong Yi silently hid in a corner next to him, watching Xu Lang lunge and punch, exhale loudly, follow a chain of steps, punch and kick, and the powerful slaves of Hong Mansion were killed without even wailing.
, the mood is extremely complicated.
In Hong Yi's understanding, this should not be the case...
While he was thinking about it, Hong Yi realized something was wrong. He heard the sound of neat footsteps coming from outside. He was shocked. He immediately knew that it was the "Mo Dao Guards" and "Jin Nu Guards" from the Hong Mansion who rushed over. These were Hong Xuanji's.
The personal guards were well-trained, equipped with armors and powerful crossbows, and just as the thought flashed, Mo Daowei had already rushed in.
"Stinky Taoist priest, you are dead!"
Hong Xi had been chasing Xu Lang. He was holding the "Prison Suppressing Knife" with ice cracks in his hand. At this time, he saw the Modao Guards coming, forming a military formation and surrounding Xu Lang. The Prison Suppressing Knife in his hand
The knife fell to the head!
In this sword, Hong Xi used the force-generating techniques from the Wheel of Life and Death.
The sword light rotates and there is an explosion!
This is already a sign of a martial saint.
Xu Lang advanced continuously and rushed into the light of the sword. He stretched out his hand to hold it. Hong Xi didn't know what happened. He saw that the "prison-suppressing knife" had already been in Xu Lang's hand. Then Xu Lang leaped forward and used the ice-cracked sword.
It hit Mo Daowei's armor.
"Whoa!"
"Whoa!"
"Whoa!"
Heads were chopped off one by one at this time. Xu Lang's steps were fast, and he did not show much ability. His progress and leaps were all within the sight of these people. However, when the sword light rotated, they let him
They couldn't resist it, so much so that when their heads were spinning, they could still see the posture of their own bodies.
"Damn it! Hateful!"
Mrs. Zhao watched Xu Lang open and close, fighting like this in Wuwenhou's Mansion. The first thing she thought about was that after today, Wuwenhou's Mansion would become a joke, and Hong Xuanji's reputation would be wiped out.
These are all caused by her poor judgment!
Mo Daowei's heads fell to the ground one by one.
Jinnuwei's head rolled down from the eaves.
The original noise gradually fell silent at this time, and the bloody stumps decorated the inner courtyard of Wu Wenhou's Mansion.
Xu Lang's steps were light and he landed on the ground.
The news of the attack on Wu Wenhou's Mansion will be conveyed to the capital in a short time, and reinforcements will come soon, but not now.
At this moment, Xu Lang has cleared the place. In the backyard, there are only Xu Lang, Hong Yi, Mrs. Zhao, and Hong Xi.
"Xu, you are so brave! You are dead! Do you know that you are dead?"
Hong Xi looked at Xu Lang and shouted angrily: "You dare to kill people in my Wuwen Marquis Mansion, no one in heaven or on earth can save you!"
Typical Shenji style shouting.
"My husband is handling state affairs in the cabinet, and Butler Wu is going out to check the accounts..."
Mrs. Zhao gritted her teeth and said, "How can you bully us orphans and widowed mothers?"
Now is indeed the time when Wu Wenhou's high-end combat power is empty, but in Yujing City, they never thought that they would encounter such a thing.
"It's you orphans and widowed mothers who are being bullied!"
Xu Lang looked at Mrs. Zhao and Hong Xi, grinned, and in a flash, the ice-cracked prison knife had already been stabbed towards Hong Xi!
"clang!"
Hong Xi hit the wall and looked at the ice-cracked prison knife inserted into his chest.
Got in, but not completely.
The half-foot blade was shining brightly outside his chest, and it also gave Hong Xi an unreal feeling... The legitimate son of Hong Xuanji, the crown prince's Taibao, was going to die so easily?
"How about this ice-cracked sword?"
Xu Lang looked at Hong Xi and asked with a smile.
"you you……"
At this moment, Hong Xi's eyes were full of horror, but it was already too late, even if he begged for mercy, it was too late. Blood was flowing out of his chest. Even though the wheels of life and death had been trained to his heart, the prison knife was inserted into his heart.
Even under such circumstances, it is still difficult to save oneself.
It even made Hong Xi regret why his vitality was so strong.
"Daozhang Xu..."
No matter how decisive Hong Yi was, seeing Xu Lang chop his brother into pieces, he couldn't help but stand up and want to say something.
"Shh..."
Xu Lang told Hong Yi to be silent, pulled the beef tendon net on the ground with his hand, and walked quickly to Mrs. Zhao.
Mrs. Zhao, who was born in the Da Luo sect, also had some martial arts skills, but after fighting Xu Lang for a few moves, she turned into a tortoise shell and was hung to a tree by Xu Lang.
This was a great disgrace to the wife of Wu Wen and Hou Hong Xuanji, especially in such a posture, twisting back and forth with the force of the tendon rope, which made Mrs. Zhao blush even more.
Hong Xuanji is a master of Neo-Confucianism...
"Snapped!"
Xu Lang slapped Mrs. Zhao and said, "Tell me how Meng Bingyun died."
