The servants in the courtyard were generally below Zi Yuan in strength. As soon as this punch came out, they were all silenced and there was no time to remind the two brothers that they were one of our own.
And Luo Yan, the eldest young master has a good temper recently, so how can he be willing to suffer a loss? As soon as he saw the fist wind coming, he immediately activated the Flower Splitting Willow to avoid the strongest point, and then summoned the Shui Minglian to neutralize the fist wind around him.
Then he took out the sky-shattering sword, and the sword's light was like a sword, continuous and continuous!
The Eighteen Sky Shattering Slashes can completely suppress the opponent during the attack, but they will also score points!
For example, Murong Jue!
As a half-step Martial Emperor, he was forced to take three steps back by a small third-level Martial Lord. This was his shame! Therefore, Murong Jue became angry!
How would the angry Murong Jue react?
No one knew it, but Lanyi in the pavilion was the first to react and screamed: "Don't kill me, we are all our own!" Unfortunately, no one listened to her anymore.
Murong Jue's big hand moved forward to make a futile grab. Luo Yan, who was opposite him, immediately felt as if he was stuck in a heavy quagmire and couldn't struggle out no matter what!
However, this is just the prelude!
Murong Jue smiled hoarsely, and slowly twisted his black fist. Even the air around him was moved by his movement. He tightened it tighter and tighter, like a black vortex! Suddenly, he paused briefly, and the big fist was mixed with
The black fist shadow that filled the sky slowly moved forward, obviously not very fast, but Luo Yan just couldn't dodge, and could only watch helplessly as the spinning fist shadow hit his chest with a "bang"!
Luo Yan suddenly felt as if he had been hit by a huge boulder, his chest felt tight, and he spat out a large mouthful of blood with a "pop" sound. His body flew out like a kite with a broken string, and he fell into the cold winter lake with a "pop" sound!
"Murong Jue, you bastard!" With a loud roar, Pei Taoyuan, who sensed something was wrong, yelled, rushed over and picked up someone who was in a miserable state in the water. "Jin'er, how are you?" The old man saw that he was covered in blood.
The large area of red lake water immediately became anxious. He hurriedly dug out a pile of pills without even bothering to look at them carefully. He stuffed them all into Luo Yan's mouth. While helping him heal his injuries, he cursed Murong Jue, "
You are going to die, with such a heavy hand! Why did Jin'er provoke you..."
"Uh... uh..." Murong Jue was startled, and when he took a closer look at the wretched and wet man, he saw that he was indeed vaguely familiar, and he was dumbfounded! He no longer looked as domineering and mighty as before...
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"Ouch, what's going on!" One after another, the old people who noticed the fluctuation of Yuanli here rushed over, helping those who gave medicine, those who did exercise, and those who changed clothes, but most of them
Most of the old guys who couldn't help pointed their guns at Murong Jue, who was standing aside, and they criticized and cursed him one after another - it's a joke, look at his behavior, why would he scold him if he didn't scold him now?
"Okay, a slap can't make a difference. If this kid has a good temper, nothing will happen to him!" Murong Bo, who hurried over and understood what happened, said a fair word for his adopted son, and then picked up the unconscious boy.
Luo Yan entered the bedroom, and it seemed that he was going to perform exercises on his son's injuries himself.
"Is he Jindi?" Murong Jue, who had been in a daze until everyone rushed to the door of the dormitory, came back to his senses, grabbed the frightened Cui Guo, and asked in surprise
Cuiguo was not familiar with the most vicious person in the Shuiming Sect. Seeing that he had hurt his master, he could not keep a good look. He glared at him hard, but the little girl's eyes were really lacking in lethality. She cursed in a low voice: "Bad guy! Bandit."
!Robber! Well...and, rotten eggs!"
"Uh..." Normally, Murong Jue, the number one murderer, would have slapped him away, but now he felt guilty and didn't know what to say or what to do.
Everyone waited for about an hour before Murong Bo opened the door and came out. A group of old guys immediately gathered around him and looked at him eagerly. Murong Bo smiled and comforted everyone: "It's nothing serious. Just rest for a while and we'll be all gone."
Got it!"
Is everything really okay? Murong Jue knew his moves well. That punch was enough to kill a low-level warrior on the spot! If Tianyin Baojia hadn't helped Luo Yan remove most of his strength, Shui Minglian had protected him in time.
In his heart, he was afraid that Yuchenyuan would have a funeral at this moment!
After everyone dispersed, Murong Jue stepped forward with a look of embarrassment on his face: "Father, my child, I really didn't know that was Brother Jin..."
"It's okay!" Murong Bo waved his hand, looked around and saw that no one was around, and then whispered, "This kid has been a little crazy lately, it would be great if he received a lesson, lest he really thinks that he is the boss among his peers!"
Murong Jue finally felt relieved, pointed to the palace door, and asked, "Can the child go in and take a look?" After receiving Murong Bo's approval, he was so excited and nervous that he rushed in with messy steps like a child.
Murong Bo shook his head and smiled, and couldn't help but sigh that things are unpredictable. When he was a child, Murong Jin liked to pester Murong Jue the most, and Murong Yu was Murong Jin's little follower. But now... After their first reunion, Murong Jin slapped Murong Yu twice.
Murong Jue punched Murong Jin...
"Hey, are you coming in or not~" When Murong Jue reached the door of the inner room, he didn't dare to enter. He lingered for a long time without taking the first step. In the end, he made someone who was waiting for him anxiously and weakly said
shouted outside the curtain
"Come on, come on!" Murong Jue hurriedly stepped in, and adjusted his state in an instant, turning into the same conceited and indifferent look that looked down on the others.
Luo Yan was leaning on the lapis lazuli backrest, sitting on the bed with his head down and drinking medicine. When he saw him like this, he burst out laughing, holding the medicine foam in his mouth and said happily: "Why are you pretending to be in front of me!
He is truly worthy of being the God of Killing!"
Murong Jue smiled faintly and looked Luo Yan up and down. He saw that although his face was pale, there was nothing serious about him, so he felt relieved. It was funny to think about it. Two brothers who had a good relationship met again for the first time.
Beat and kill!
"Brother, what's the name of that punch you just hit me with? It was so cruel!" Luo Yan asked him curiously as he asked him to sit down.
"I call it Ba Fist. I created it on the basis of many moves. The reason why you can't dodge it is because I added my own powerful and murderous aura to it, as well as strong gravity, water-based whirlpools, swamps, etc." Murong
Jue spoke lightly, but revealed a sense of arrogance and pride
He is proud to have this qualification. The twenty-nine-year-old Half-Step Martial Emperor can block gods and kill gods, and Buddhas can block and kill Buddhas. His self-created hegemonic fist is something that few of his peers can match!
"By the way, brother, I remember you seem to have both gold and water elements?" Luo Yan asked as he stood up.
Murong Jue smiled slightly, a little conceited: "It's not important anymore. For me, strength is the most important!"
Luo Yan looked at his eldest brother in surprise. Only then did he realize that even when the latter was not fighting, his whole body was tightly wrapped in black metal armor. Only his ten fingers were exposed. Someone couldn't help but ask: "This is very heavy."