"Fifteen days are fifteen days, why do you go against my will?"

Lu Yi said happily, looking at the leader of the Meihua Gang, he seemed to be full of sympathy.

This kind of sympathy is compassion for the world.

It is to mourn his misfortune and torment his failure to fight.

It was watching him feel unstable, and it was watching him being coerced.

All emotions turned into sympathy.

When Lu Yi's eyes looked at Murong Fu, his eyes became a little colder.

"Since you have coerced the leader of the Plum Blossom Gang to test it, then you will guard the gate for me for fifteen days and stop those ignorant juniors who dare to come and offend them. At that time, I will forgive your ignorance."

Lu Yi spoke indifferently.

It fell into Murong Fu's eyes, but it made him unbearable.

Although this senior was mysterious, he wanted to let him guard the gate for him for fifteen days, and he would not accept this insult.

"Senior, please forgive me for being rude. I still have important things to do, so take the lead."

He is about to leave.

Lu Yi smiled and raised a silencer pistol among the light column and gently pulled the trigger.

In an instant, Murong Fu felt a fatal crisis appear, and he hurriedly drew his sword and resisted him.

Duang.

The sword was shattered instantly when it met a bullet.

If Lu Yi hadn't planned to kill him, Murong would have died on the spot this time.

Even so, Murong Fu can no longer walk.

At that moment just now, he tried his best to use a sword and just resisted the casual attack of the senior.

Then what kind of attack will he be subjected to next?

"You may not think it is now, but in the future, you will definitely feel that keeping the gate for me is not a shame, but a glory that will never be forgotten."

Lu Yi's words sounded faintly, mixed with the power of his sword-breaking force, which made the leader of the Meihua Gang nod involuntarily.

It is indeed not a shame to keep the gate for this senior, but it may even become a kind of glory.

That year, the immortals and gods came to the world, and Gusu Murong had the honor to accompany his husband, which made everyone envious!

"Since that's the case, I know my mistake! I am willing to protect my seniors."

Murong Fu had many thoughts in his mind, but in the end, he still followed suit.

The senior only made one move, and his sword was broken.

Senior, if he makes another move, wouldn’t he die here?

This senior's martial arts are so magical, so it is also a kind of honor to guard the gate for his seniors here and defeat all the ignorant people in the martial arts world.

Why should he refuse?

As soon as he thought of this, he kept guarding the gate with peace of mind, hoping that more ignorant people from the world would come.

It is best to force yourself to break through without discrimination, so that they can know how powerful they are.

“That’s good.”

Lu nodded.

North Qiao Feng, South Murong.

With Murong Fu standing by and building momentum for him, this martial arts event should be very strong.

In this way, his gains this time should be great.

"System, enable the ultra-clear video recording function and record all the scenes of Murong Fu fighting with martial arts people."

Lu Yi sat cross-legged and said to the system.

Among these thousands of purple air, there is a video recording function.

Instead of staying in this place, he went to the system space.

There are still fifteen days before the curtain will really open, and there are other things to do during these fifteen days.

Of course, Murong Fu and the leader of the Meihua Gang, they didn't know that they had been guarding Lu Yishou.

"Everyone must not move forward, otherwise, don't blame me for being rude."

At some point, some civilians came in groups, wanting to watch the fun.

Murong Fu suddenly felt angry and blew coldly.

A sword light shone on the ground three feet ahead of the people, cutting out one or three feet of potholes.

The people were all shocked and left in a hurry.

They can't get together for this fun.

"What awesome thing? I'm just a guardian."

A young man was very angry.

"Shh, stop talking, you're desperate. I'll say don't come to join in the fun. You have to join in the fun. Look, you've met a master."

Another man whispered, pulling the first one to go far away.

"I don't know what happened, it's so purple this day."

The little people didn't know the allusion that purple Qi came from the east for three thousand miles, but just watched the color change that day, and were a little scared.

"Don't worry, don't worry, don't join in the fun."

“…”

The common people came and went, and they did not dare to join in the fun.

And people in the world dare to join in the fun.

But when facing the gatekeeper, they were a little hesitant.

The martial arts people who have arrived here recently know about Nan Murong’s reputation. Now Nan Murong is guarding the gate, how dare they challenge?

"Mr. Murong, what's going on? I hope the young master will allow us to pass one or two?"

Dozens of people from the world watched for a long time, and finally an old man stood up.

The old man is Fu Tongtian, the leader of the Haisha Gang, and he is in his fifties this year.

He has been living in the world for most of his life and has made some foundations. Many people in the martial arts world in the south give him face.

So, this time Fu Tongtian spoke.

"Master Fu Gang, I advise you not to come first. I will not stop you in fifteen days, so please wait for a while here."

Murong Fu spoke coldly.

Fu Tongtian laughed when he heard this.

"I am old and have poor legs and feet. I can't wait for fifteen days. Today I want to see what is ahead?"

"Since that's the case, then let's see your skills."

Murong Fu smiled coldly and moved his palms.

Fu Tongtian also made a gesture and started to move his palms.

The tricks used by both sides were the same.

"It is said that Gusu Murong and Zhidao are still there. When I see him today, it is indeed amazing."

Some people from other places came and felt quite moved when they saw this scene.

"Senior Fu's Luo Ying Palm is extremely magical. I'm afraid I'll meet an opponent this time."

Everyone around them kept talking.

On the court, Fu Tongtian also felt tremendous pressure.

Murong Fu, a younger generation, has a few tricks since he is famous in the world.

The stars are really amazing.

After dozens of rounds of battle, the old man retreated back and retreated steadily.

"Nan Murong, indeed, is well-deserved, I admire it."

The old man fought for a long time and left the venue, laughed: "But I don't know how long you can block it?"

Murong Fu also smiled: "Not many, everyone who comes will block it."

All the people in the world were in an uproar.

So another person went to challenge.
To be continued...