Sword wash the setting sun

Chapter 290 Killing Power

On the way to Huzhen Villa, Yu Fu had guessed in his heart that this Huzhen Villa had a supernatural status in Wuhua Town!
Otherwise, Hongyi would not secretly speak for Feng Ou in front of her; the Wuhua forces in Wuhua Town would not behave strangely because of her appearance!

According to his inference, the forces in Wuhua Town don't care about him, and they probably want him to leave here as soon as possible.And the strangeness that everyone showed when passing by just now is of course because of Feng Ou's appearance...

Although Yu Fu had already guessed in his heart that the Huzhen Villa might be quite powerful, but when he stood outside the Huzhen Villa, he felt that he still underestimated the Huzhen Villa.

Huzhen Villa is beside the forest behind Wuhua Town.Surrounded by mountains and rivers, the house is magnificent and occupies countless areas, among which there are countless towers, pavilions, cornices and brackets.

Just looking at the buildings of the manor, it is not inferior to the mansions of the princes and nobles that I saw in Luoyang.And isn't it weird that such a house appears in the back hill of Wuhua Town?

Wuhua Town is full of weirdness everywhere, not only the Huzhen Villa is weird!Yu Fu thought to himself.Hopefully I can find some clues here.

"You three, please wait a moment! I'll go in and make an announcement!" Feng Ou said as he entered the villa.

The minions brought by Feng Ou stood aside, and Yu Fu and the three had to wait at the door.

For such a big house, it is really not easy to make a notification!Yu Fu whispered again in his heart.

After nearly half a cup of tea time, someone finally came out of the house.

The person who came was not Feng Ou, but a middle-aged man dressed like a housekeeper.

When Yu Fu saw him, he felt a strange murderous aura.That murderous aura is different from the ruthless murderous aura on his body, but a murderous aura crawling out of the mountains of knives and flames. It is determined and ruthless honed by the lives of thousands of people, which is a level higher than his ruthless murderous aura.

"Who are you?" The housekeeper asked Yu Fu with a stern face.

Huofeng doesn't like this kind of arrogant running dog!He was just a butler, and he was so defiant when he spoke.One must know that what he is asking is Yu Fu, the leader of the martial arts world!

"Is there any mistake! We are the guests you invited! Blocking people at the door and asking people's names, is this the way of hospitality in your bullshit villa?" Huofeng successfully displayed her fiery temper and said.

The butler frowned and glanced at Huofeng!

"Looking for death!" Squeezing out a few words between his teeth, the butler had already made a move.

The figure is very fast, and the speed makes most people lose their minds!

Fortunately, Yu Fu was able to see his footsteps clearly, and blocked Huofeng in time.

It's just that he has seen through his body skills, but he can't avoid his shots.

While the housekeeper was moving his figure, he formed a sickle with his left hand and slashed down!

Simple, but powerful!It has the charm of a master who sees through the cumbersome world.Simplified hand sickle, filled with internal force, is no less powerful than a steel knife.

When Yu Fu saw it, it was too late to resolve it.

The butler's movements are too fast, not to mention the moves honed in the battlefield of life and death, which are simple and direct, and the moves are killing people!
The scythe fell on Yu Fu's body, and the bluestone floor under Yu Fu's feet was shattered, but Yu Fu stood upright on the ground!

"Huh?" The butler exclaimed unexpectedly.The body retreated sharply, and when it stopped again, it was already standing at the original place.

Yu Fu nodded secretly. With his skill, he indeed has the strength to make all the forces in Wuhua Town fear.I just don't know how he wants to deal with himself this time.

"Something! But relying on this ability, you are not qualified to play wild in Wuhua Town!" the butler said arrogantly.

"Shoot fiercely! If you fail, retreat immediately! It's a pity you don't become a killer!" Yu Fu said flatly.

A trace of doubt appeared on the butler's face, and he stared at Yu Fu closely, as if he wanted to see Yu Fu's strength from his words.

A hand sickle is a superior martial art that he has learned in many years of fighting. Even the Thirteen Taibao, Iron Clothes, and Golden Bell Shade will suffer internal injuries.Unexpectedly, the other party can still speak, and it seems that there is no injury!

"It's interesting! Since we have the strength, then our villa can't neglect the distinguished guests!" The butler said and clapped his hands.

The strong men beside Yu Fu immediately retreated to the side, and Yu Fu glanced at the inside of the house.One by one, monks dressed as monks walked out quickly.

A total of 18 people, holding stainless steel rods!The wind blows under your feet, and you don't squint!Whether it is cultivation or concentration, it is a small achievement.

Yu Fu sneered and said, "Guarding the Villa! You're really domineering!"

"Thank you! This is the Eighteen Arhats who protect the town! Let's talk about it after passing this level." The butler said with a gesture.

When the monks saw the steward's gesture, they immediately dispersed and surrounded the three of Yu Fu.

No matter how good-tempered Yu Fu was, he couldn't bear it at this moment. With a light shake of his left hand, he untied the rope on the cloth bag.

"what--"

The monk shouted loudly, and swung down the fine steel rods in his hands, hitting heavily on the bluestone floor in front of him, causing the debris to fly and shake the mountain.

What a move to steal the show!It seems to be non-aggressive, but it actually uses strength to deter the people in the formation.

Yu Fu has always been very polite to Buddhist disciples, because he had been more or less relieved by Buddhism in Shaolin Temple when his internal injuries had no cure. Although the effect was minimal, he also benefited a lot.

But at this moment, he showed no mercy to these monks.

He couldn't see the enlightenment of Buddhism in them, what he saw was the murderous aura in them.More importantly, their target is not themselves, but Huofeng and Su Qingwan.

This subtle feeling, the tacit understanding between the monks due to long-term practice, was spotted by Yu Fu at a glance.

The formation of eighteen arhats is better than the formation of beggars' fighting dogs in the martial arts, Yu Fu dare not underestimate it.So he prepares to draw his sword.

"what--"

The eighteen monks shouted again, dancing the steel staff in their hands, and activated the footwork.

Knowing that their target was the two women, how could Yu Fu get them to make a move.

The sound of the dragon chant sounded, and the bloody long sword streaked across the sky.

The sword technique of the dead word was used, and it enveloped the eighteen arhats in an instant.

To deal with killers, the most effective attack is the dead word formula sword technique.It is difficult for them to enter the sword intent with other sword techniques.

Under the shadow of Yu Fu's swordsmanship, the Eighteen Arhats' formation became disordered.

The monk who was supposed to step up hastily stepped back, because the blood sword in front of him stabbed him, as long as he took a step back, the brothers beside him would step forward to intercept...

All the monks basically encountered the same situation, but the housekeeper who was watching outside frowned. The eighteen monks were obviously releasing water!The formation has just started, and it has already been in chaos. What's the situation?
Yu Fu, Huofeng, and Su Qingwan made their moves without hesitation. Although the Eighteen Warrior Monks' ability to fight alone is not bad, compared with the Eighteen Arhats, it is very different.

Huofeng and Su Qingwan faced the last monk respectively, and they were able to do everything with ease, without losing the slightest bit.

Seeing that they were all right, Yu Fu felt a little relieved, and with the sword in his hand, he used the Tianzhudi Miejue, and the overwhelming momentum immediately drove the eighteen monks back.

The figure spread out under his feet, and the housekeeper couldn't see his figure clearly. In the blink of an eye, the bloody long sword had been sheathed.

jingle--

The fine steel staff fell to the ground, and the eighteen arhats fell to the ground with incredible horror in their eyes.

The housekeeper took a step back, just because he wanted to see Yu Fu's figure clearly, and in the blink of an eye, he saw the eighteen monks fell to the ground dead.Yu Fu's figure made him frightened and astonished to an indescribable level.

"How is it? Can we talk now?" Yu Fu asked the butler with a stern expression.

(End of this chapter)