"Dear Beggars' fellow members, hurry up and I, Murong Fu, block Duan Yanqing for you."

Seeing this, Murong Fu immediately shouted with a hot iron, and then immediately rushed towards Duan Yanqing. The sword in his hand shook, and the silver-white sword energy crisscrossed and slashed towards Duan Yanqing.

"Stop me?"

"Today I will let me see how good you, Nan Murong!"

Duan Yanqing's face was expressionless, and a deep and deep ventral sound rang out. The iron staff in his hand was empty and the light golden fingers burst out. The precise point was at the center of the silver-white sword energy, and the sword energy was broken with clever force.

Murong Fu activated his light skills, leaned forward and quickly stroked towards Duan Yanqing, using the Murong family's family sword technique to attack Duan Yanqing.

Although the Murong family's family-born swordsmanship is not as famous as the Fighting Stars, it is still a very clever sword technique. The swordsmanship is grand and strict, with some of the flavor of royal martial arts, and is not flexible and exquisite.

Duan Yanqing responded with the Soul Chasing Staff technique. The Soul Chasing Staff technique was fatal, fast and cruel, hard and soft, and changeable.

As soon as the two fought, the sword and the staff collided several times in the blink of an eye. The sparks shot in the darkness were quite dazzling. The double collision of physical strength and true energy, the sharp energy overflowed, the floor cracked and shattered, and the battle was very fierce.

"Mr. Murong, Gao Yi, the Beggars' Sect will definitely remember it in mind!"

The Beggars' Sect shouted for no reason, and the others also shouted quickly, praising Murong Fu. For a moment, Murong Fu not only basically eliminated the suspicion of killing Ma Dayuan, but also received gratitude from the Beggars' Sect.

It was a thing that was done, and it was a highlight moment. When Murong Fu heard the gratitude from the Beggars' Sect, he became even more vigorous and his offensive became a little more fierce again.

"Kill, kill!"

"Roar out!"

"Run, rush!"

“…”

The battle began again. With Murong Fu blocking Duan Yanqing, the innate master, the Beggars' Sect had no worries for a while, and their morale rose sharply. Under the command of the middle and senior management, they formed a dog-beating stick formation, and the warriors in Yipintang retreated step by step and quickly approached the gate of Tianning Temple.

"Waste, all waste!"

"I actually asked me to take action myself!"

Helian immediately roared, asking the close-fitting Western Xia warriors to take out their weapons and a long-handled sword to fight on the battlefield.

Helian Tie Shu was not a gangster, but a gangster and military. Although he was the leader of the Xixia First Pintang, his main official position was the General of the East. His martial arts were actually good, and he barely stepped into the innate world.

Generally speaking, the battle between the military masters and the martial arts masters of the same level is often at a disadvantage. After all, the battle on the battlefield is completely different from the battle on the martial arts.

However, he is also a congenital master after all. Although it is said that among the congenital masters, it is still difficult for warriors who are not congenital when they take action.

Helian Iron Tree held a long-handled sword in his hand, and his figure was like a tiger coming out of the cage. The stone slabs under his feet shattered and rushed towards the Beggars' Gang. Behind him were there personal guards to resist the attacks from both sides, and he just needed to rush forward.

In the fight in the martial arts world, Helian Tie Shu retained the fighting habits in the army.

When Chen Xuanyou saw that Helian Tie Shu had taken action by himself, he stopped watching. The battle had become fierce. If Helian Tie Shu's attack was supported, the Beggars' Sect could get out.

Helian Tie Shu took the lead, and the heavy long-handled sword in his hand slashed at a Beggar Gang disciple who had just turned around and had no time to react.

This powerful and heavy slash was enough to cut the person in half. Not to mention not reacting, even if he reacted, the Beggar Gang disciple could not resist it.

The disciples of the Beggar Gang who were dressed in rags were full of despair, and Helian Tie Shu's eyes were full of excitement and bloodthirsty, as if he had seen the humble Beggar Gang disciples in front of him cut in half by him.

It was also this Beggar Gang disciple who should not die. At the critical moment, a powerful bounce leg hit the side of the long sword, kicking the sword away, saving his life.

"Go away quickly."

Chen Xuanyou, who arrived in time, reminded him of his birth.

"Thank you, mercy!"

The Beggar Gang disciple woke up from his dream. He looked at the man in black cloak who suddenly appeared and sincerely thanked him. Then he ran quickly with a bamboo stick in his hand to chase the Beggar Gang disciples who had already hit the door.

"Who are you?"

Helian Tieshu felt his tiger's mouth numb. The kick just now was not only powerful, but also very accurate.

Helian Tie Shu's face was full of solemnity, and while speaking, he quickly drove away the numbness of the tiger's mouth.

"This is not Xixia. It's really hard to dare to do wind and rain here. It's easy to come, but it's difficult to go back!"

Chen Xuanyou changed his voice, making his voice a lot hoarse and gloomy.

"Dare you kill me?"

"Haha...are you not afraid of causing a war between the two countries and causing a disaster?"

Helian Tie Shu laughed and was not afraid of Chen Xuanyou's words.

He knew about the urinary nature of the Southern Song people. The people in the Jianghu were fine, most of them were very bloody, and most of the literati in the court were cartilage.

It really corresponds to the saying of Zhongyuan: righteousness is often the dog-slaughtering people, and unfaithfulness is always the scholars.

Although most of the people in the Jianghu are very bloody, they are very patriotic. As long as the war between the two countries causes disaster, the people in the Jianghu in the Southern Song Dynasty dare not take action easily.

"That's not what I should care about. If the court considers it, I just think you hate it. It's unnecessary to hang your head around your neck."

Chen Xuanyou's true face was hidden in the cloak, with a smile on his face and a cold voice.

Oh no, I met a fool without any brains!

"Good, kill him for the commander!"

Helian Tie Shu couldn't see Chen Xuanyou's reality and did not dare to step forward rashly and directly gave orders.

The twenty Helian Iron Tree guards who followed him all killed Chen Xuanyou with their swords.

These Helian Iron Tree's personal guards can be regarded as the elite among the elites of Yipintang, eighteen first-class masters and two acquired masters, cooperated with tacit understanding, and the sword energy burst out, densely blocking the space where Chen Xuanyou avoided.

But where does Chen Xuanyou need to hide?

In their eyes, these elites are just slightly stronger ants.

Chen Xuanyou raised his hand and blasted out a pure and fierce seven-injury fist. The rolling fist was as unstoppable as a mountain torrent, and directly smashed the attacking sword energy.

The silver-white fist force continued to cast off and hit the four Western Xia warriors. A bloody scene appeared. The violent fist force directly tore the bodies of the four people apart. The bodies of the four people burst open, and blood was sprayed out, and the ruins flew around, with the smell of fishy smell, which was disgusting!

This can be said to be the bloodiest and cruelest time when Chen Xuanyou took action.

Chen Xuanyou was slightly stunned when he saw this, let alone Helian Tie Shu and Xixia Warriors, which were so cruel.

Forehead……

I haven't used the Seven Injury Fist for too long, and I'm a little unfamiliar. The pure and fierce Seven Injury Fist added his Hunyuan true energy, which was too powerful and was not well controlled.

However, Chen Xuanyou didn't care much, and just took this opportunity to use these Western Xia warriors to practice the Seven Injury Fist.

Chen Xuanyou was carrying the great movement of the universe and knew a lot about various strengths. He had strong true energy and his seven-injury boxing moves were not outstanding. The exquisiteness lies in his unpredictable strength.

For Chen Xuanyou, it is not difficult to practice.

"Fighting in close combat, the other party is an innate master!"

Helian Tie Shu pestles with a sword and reminds loudly.

The First-Prince Hall warrior who came back from that cruel scene immediately surrounded Chen Xuanyou, divided seven people to attack at the same time, and seven swords slashed at various key points from various angles at the same time.

Chen Xuanyou's face was calm, and the Hunyuan true energy surged out and covered his whole body. Seven swords slashed on the high-quality body-protecting true energy, which was only three inches away from the body, but could not be broken.

Both fists were released at the same time, with the left strong and the right feminine, and the two Western Xia warriors in front of him blasted on the chests.

The strong seven-injured fist is as strong as a cone, showing its sharpness, and it directly blasts a large hole that runs through the chest of the Western Xia warrior; the feminine seven-injured fist fights the cow across the mountain, and its strength is everywhere, without any injuries on the surface, and the heart is broken.

Chen Xuanyou was not particularly satisfied. He was not very satisfied with the power control of the Seven Injury Fist. He overestimated the Xixia warrior's tolerance and wasted some power.
Chapter completed!