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"The fourth brother." Deng Baichuan exclaimed. They were all familiar with the character of his grandson. It was unwise to intervene rashly, which would make the grandson feel very embarrassed. But the fourth brother was also eager to take revenge. He was most concerned about the third brother on weekdays. Moreover, the other party's martial arts skills are indeed very high, and the grandson may not be his opponent.

Thinking of this, with a choking sound, the sword was unsheathed, Deng Baichuan pulled out his own sword, he jumped, and used a killer move in his unique skill, "Shi Potian Shock" turned into a cold electric spirit, pouring in.

Deng Baichuan is good at internal skills and his weapon is sword. His sword technique has its own unique features. It is strict and dignified, and is known for its majestic momentum. Deng Baichuan's style "Stones and Swords" are used with great power, with great momentum, and the sword is continuous and rolling like a wave of the Yangtze River.

The power of swordsmanship surprised Li Qingluo and others who were on the side.

"Brother Deng's swordsmanship is so clever, will Mr. Wei have something to do?" Wang Yuyan couldn't help but worry, but then she thought that it was her beloved cousin who was confronting Wei Ran, so she couldn't help but press the worry.

Feng Boe and Deng Baichuan attacked at the same time. Murong Fu stood by and watched at this time. Although Wei Ran had just taken away the paper fan in humiliation, he was indignant. However, with his cousin and others here, he still cherished his reputation on the surface and was unwilling to take action with his subordinates at the same time.

Wei Ran's demeanor remained unchanged. He swung the paper fan in his right hand with a cool sway. The paper fan flew out of his hand. With a "swoosh" sound, he turned into an arrow and shot towards Fengbo who came ahead. Fengbo's evil spirit was shocked and he picked up the knife and slashed.

'Bang!'

The blade slashed the fan. However, the paper fan was not cut off as expected or crushed by the sharp true energy covered with the blade. Instead, it turned around and continued to castrate, turning from shooting to sweep, and hit Fengboye's chest with a "bang".

"Puff!" A mouthful of blood spurted out of Feng Boye's throat, and he looked up to the sky and fell to the ground hard.

"Fourth brother!"

Gong Yeqian, who was beside him, was shocked and hurriedly stepped forward to support him.

At this moment, Deng Baichuan's sword had arrived.

Wei Ran's left-hand sword flew into the right palm, and pointed it in the air. The sword was like an arm, flexible and free, stabbing out!

Although the sword was not fast, it was thunderous, like a mountain tilting backwards. The sword force triggered by Deng Baichuan collided with it, and the cold electric light immediately collapsed and disintegrated.

"Huh?" Deng Baichuan was shocked, only to feel that the other party's swordsmanship was particularly familiar. He looked closely and felt excited: "This is clearly the 'Shipotian Shock' I just used."

Deng Baichuan had no choice but to think too much, the opponent's sword was as powerful as a dragon. When he came, his sword was shaking, and the true energy in his body burst out, and his strength penetrated the sword's edge, and the buzzing sound continued.

Just as he was about to flirt with a sword, a white light flashed, Wei Ran's sword body was like a dragon, and suddenly drew an arc, jingling and hitting the sword's edge.

Deng Baichuan was shocked, his body swept backwards, and his long iron sword in his palm was swept, and his sword force was spread out. But he was fast, but Wei Ran was faster than him. As the sword force was set, it had been broken through like lightning. The sword energy roared, tearing everything in front of him to pieces.

In the eyes of the other party, his extremely exquisite sword force seemed to be weaker than a layer of paper, and could easily penetrate and tear it.

Dangdang! Two swords collided together in an instant, and the light and fire broke out.

"There is such a fast sword technique in the world?" Deng Baichuan felt chill all over.

He is good at internal strength and has always used sword force to suppress people with sword force, but these are so vulnerable in front of Wei Ran. No matter how he sets out his sword, the other party is at ease, neither hurry nor slow, as if walking in the garden. Then, when the sword force is about to be completed, he quickly sets out his sword, and every sword is pointed at the weak point, and every sword is as fast as lightning. He has never seen such a fast sword. In the lightning, he attacks thirteen swords, but the other party blocks it one by one. The fast sword and the quasi-sword are broken completely.

Such fast and accurate swordsmanship is beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

"The sword is an extension of the arm. The sword of a mortal. Even if the skills reach the peak, it is limited by people themselves. The sword is only an external ear. The life itself is the essence, and I will not play with you anymore." Wei Ran said to himself.

Click! Wei Ran's sword edge changed, took the initiative to attack, and handed it out. Deng Baichuan thought it was not good. Sure enough, with a crisp sound, the tip of the sword in Wei Ran's hand was accurately pointed at Deng Baichuan's sword edge, and a powerful force suddenly attacked, making it hard to bear.

Zheng!

The sword whined, and was broken by shock, becoming scrapped iron filings.

"ah!"

Deng Baichuan screamed, and he felt that his tiger's mouth was directly shattered, and his internal organs seemed to be displaced.

The power of a sword is so powerful!

After a few days of breathing, the Murong family had lost two people.

Murong Fu and others all changed their faces and became solemn.

It is widely rumored that Wei Ran, a white-clothed swordsman, had unfathomable martial arts skills and used his own strength to wipe out the entire northern martial arts world of the Song Kingdom. Since his debut, he has never suffered a defeat and has killed countless people. Murong Fu had doubts at first, but now he believes it.

"This person's sword skills are so high that he has reached a state of superb level. Even if he can't be called the ancients and the present, he is enough to win the present. If I take action, I may not be able to gain a advantage if I use a sword. Gong Yeqian said that his fist skills are not weak, so he can only use the Fighting and Star Movement to gradually turn around."

Murong Fu's mind was very fast and said to Wei Ran coldly, "You are indeed worthy of being the white-clothed sword saint. His sword skills are so high that he has only seen him in his life."

"I didn't use a sword at first. It's better not to mention the title of Sword Saint, it's just a misunderstanding from the world." After Wei Ran said that, the sword in his hand flew out and inserted it beside Murong Fu. The meaning at the moment was self-evident.

"Mr. Murong, please!"

Murong Fu's face turned angry. The enemy was facing him, and he was not at all pretentious. He rolled his right sleeve and pulled the sword into his hand.

"Then please ask Mr. Wei for advice." Murong Fu's voice was very cold and he attacked with a sword.

Wei Ran shook his head. Murong Fu obviously wanted to kill him, but he pretended to be polite and liked to talk nonsense before making moves. This is really a common problem for all villains.

Murong Fu's sword is faster than Deng Baichuan's sword. The sword moves smoothly and seems to be upright. However, there are strange and abnormalities. There are many changes. The sword takes risks, leading to extremes in danger, hidden in odds in danger, and stable in strangeness, not easy to be easy.

Murong Fu's style of swordsmanship is the same as his people, and it seems to be magnificent. If he takes it with normal methods, he will probably get his subsequent killer moves.

At the same time, Wei Ran smiled slightly, spread his sleeves, and a robe flew out like a flowing cloud, rolling towards the sword that Murong Fu stabbed.

Murong Fu was suddenly shocked and changed to stabbing. The sword light was brilliant and turned into a galaxy. The sword energy was born like smoke and waves, sweeping out. The sword itself and the sword energy became a killer move at the same time.

Wei Ran's movements were faster and his long sleeves were vast. With the force, he broke the cleverness with his strength. With a "swing!", Wei Ran recently tried to practice "Dragon and Elephant Bo Ruo Gong". In addition to the bonus of internal martial arts and internal strength, there were a huge force of thousands of troops under this blow. This time, Murong Fu realized what Deng Baichuan had just felt, what is boiling and hard to bear!

Murong Fu was suddenly shocked by this huge force, and was also happy.

"The stars change!"

Murong Fu used his unique skills to use his own masters to help him with his own way! He actually pulled Wei Ran back with a powerful blow. With the force, Wei Ran called him to attack him.

Wei Ran's eyes were smiling, his eyes gathered, and his overclocking brain turned rapidly. Murong Fu's every move just now appeared in Wei Ran's mind, simulated and analyzed, "Let's go back for me."

"What?" Murong Fu was shocked, "The stars changed!"

He quickly dodged away, and a crisp sound made under the huge force, which shocked Murong Fu's eardrums bulged.

"Mr. Murong, don't joke. He pulls his arm. What kind of thing is this?

Murong Fu's face was gloomy and confused, and he raised his sword and attacked Wei Ran again.

Wang Yuyan could see clearly on one side that Wei Ran had always been relaxed and relaxed. On the contrary, his cousin Murong Fu was eager to move, and the form was very critical to him because of his success. She was extremely anxious. Although she was familiar with the martial arts moves of various schools and sects in the world, Wei Ran used his moves casually, just like a starry sky, without any restrictions, and could not tell what his next move was, and how to deal with it, as if there was no flaw.

Although Wang Yuyan was willing to help Murong Fu, she was powerless when facing the weird Wei Ran.

Gong Yeqian could only stay aside to take care of the injured two people. He knew his martial arts skills, so he would probably not be able to help him when he went up.

The two of them were really powerful when they were back and forth. As their body movements flashed, Wang Yuyan's eyes were hard to keep up. Wei Ran was still moving, and his figure was moving and flashing in the attack, and sometimes he used his fist and palm to fight back.

Although Murong Fu is the attacker, he knows his own hardships. Every time Wei Ran counterattacks, he is extremely powerful, but he is extremely fast and cannot dodge. He has to deal with him in "The Fighting Stars". When you go back and forth, you are forced to be very urgent and you must not relax at all.

In less than half a cup of tea, I felt like I had fought for three hundred rounds, both physically and mentally exhausted.

Feeling that Murong Fu's "Fighting Stars" has been almost done, Wei Ran does not plan to continue playing with Murong Fu anymore.

Wei Ran bowed his thumb and tapped his index finger. It was the "Shangyang Sword Technique" in "Six Meridians Divine Sword". The "Shangyang Sword Technique" is not the most powerful sword in "Six Meridians Divine Sword", but it is definitely the most agile and fastest.

The sword energy suddenly flashed.

call out!

Amid the sharp and short roar, the light in the sky suddenly dimmed, and all the light was replaced by a ray of light.

"Sword Qi!"

The gathering of sword energy bloomed, cracked through the sky, and turned into thousands of points of elf. Murong Fu only felt that the light was so strong that it was difficult to look at it.

The light trembled suddenly and suddenly condensed into a little cold star. The sharp aura was about to pierce him in a flash with the light of the sword energy.

Murong Fu's expression changed in horror. When he was about to dodge, he felt that his whole body seemed to be frozen and the true energy in his body was difficult to activate. Then a cold light flashed through his pupils, making his eyes so scared that he was so angry that his heart was shaking.

Wang Yuyan exclaimed: "Young Master Wei, show mercy!"

Wei Ran's heart was shocked, and his mind was moved, and the direction of the sword energy was slightly thumping. With a sniff, the sword energy penetrated and shot on Murong Fu's bun. His long hair scattered and he was in a mess.

Murong Fu's face was ashamed. Now that he was defeated by fighting the sword, he was unable to take revenge. It was a great humiliation. Because his cousin asked for mercy, the other party had just scrambled to his life. What kind of face would he have to go around in the world in the future? How could he talk about great things? For a moment, Murong Fu was embarrassed and angry. He shouted loudly: "A real man dies, he will die. Who wants you to buy it?" After that, he danced his sword and rushed towards Wei Ran.

Wei Ran waved his hand and pierced the sword, and lined up Murong Fu's chest with a palm.

The palm was not strong enough, but it temporarily sealed Murong Fu's entire body of energy, making him unable to use his internal strength. Murong Fu, who had lost his internal strength for a while, was like a soft-legged crab, slapped heavily on the ground by the palm force.

"Cousin." Wang Yuyan and Hua Rong were disgraced and ran to Murong Fu to help him up, but Murong Fu used all his strength to push him away.

"Come on, why don't you kill me?" Murong Fu yelled.

"There are two kinds of people in this world, one is a useful person and the other is a useless person. You are lucky and it happens to be useful, so I can not kill you for the time being."

Wei Ran's words were like acupuncture and pricking Murong Fu's heart.

"You are worshipped in the world and burdened by reputation, but you don't know that there is heaven beyond heaven and there are people beyond people. Your martial arts can be called first-class, but that's all."

"Is it useful? Hahaha, useful? Only first-class?" Murong Fu laughed desolately.

"Cousin." Wang Yuyan wanted to step forward.

"Get out." ——

Flowers fly like snow, and the petals disguise as a kind of strength. The sunny after the heavy rain, the rainbow decorates the sadness of the dream.

Outside Suzhou City, chrysanthemums bloomed on the barren slopes. At this time, it was clear after the rain. The autumn wind rustled, blowing away the petals that were about to wither. The petals like thin silk move with the wind, making them beautiful.

Wang Yuyan was walking among the flowers in depressed moment, with her face filled with the beautiful desolation of pear blossoms after the rain.

He was wearing only a lotus-colored gauze dress, and was trembling in the autumn wind, but he was unwilling to put on the robe that Wei Ran prepared for.

I don’t know what it feels about Wang Yuyan and Wei Ran.

Like it? There should be a little bit.

More of it is to appreciate, appreciate her simplicity and kindness, appreciate her ice and snow intelligence, and appreciate her whiteness and flawlessness like a snow lotus.

Wei Ran is a young white-collar worker in the main world. His parents' death and the hardships in society have made him suffer from human feelings. Most of his life is intrigue and hypocrisy every day. Only at home can he feel his true self.

Later, after obtaining the time travel ability, he had powerful power and power that ordinary people could not imagine under his step-by-step management. However, now he has always been superior and pursued what he is interested in. Knowledge and truth seem to have become his only motivation.

Although Wang Yuyan is the most beautiful woman he has met in his current experience, what really made Wei Ran appreciate her was Wang Yuyan's simplicity and innocence, which made Wei Ran feel that he had not experienced before.

Out of the plot of the man's heart, even though Wei Ran did not intend to make Wang Yuyan his woman for the time being, he did not want beautiful things to let others blaspheme.

"It's a pity that Murong Bo did not receive the news? He did not return to Yanziwu." ——

Far far away in Dali, thousands of miles away.
Chapter completed!