Comprehensive martial arts: The golden body is indestructible at the beginning

Outside the inn.

The crowd that had gathered to watch the excitement had been dispersed and replaced by heavily armed soldiers, surrounding the inn on three floors.

Right in front of all the soldiers, a man wearing a helmet and armor was riding on a horse. He looked at Chen Xiong who was hanging on the inn with his life and death unknown, his eyes were extremely sinister.

This person is Chen Xiong's father, Xiongzhou Mu Chen Sheng.

During the Spring and Autumn Period, he made great contributions, and after the founding of the Liyang Kingdom, he was rewarded based on his merits. He was one of the few in Liyang who could hold a civil official position as a military general, and he suddenly became a feudal official.

But at this moment, Gu Jiantang's confidant and favorite general, who had climbed to the Imperial City of the Southern Tang Dynasty without changing his expression, could not keep calm at this moment. On the way to the inn, he whipped three thousand-mile horses to death.

"Chen Zhoumu, calm down." A gentle male voice came from a luxurious sedan three or four times the size of an ordinary sedan next to Chen Sheng, "Lu Yuan will not be able to escape today, and Chen Zhoumu will definitely let out a bad breath."

Chen Sheng nodded his riding whip and remained silent, but he had already made up his mind that if something happened here, he must report it to the court.

With Zhao Gou here, these people still dare to use force to break the ban. It seems that it is time for another wave of horse riding...

At this moment, the two people who were fighting Duan Shenying shouted angrily one after another, and their moves became more and more fierce.

One of them was tall, with a square mouth and nose, and a thick head and one side of his neck.

But what he used turned out to be a pair of mandarin ducks and axes, and he bullied Duan Shenying into approaching her, and launched a cruel and insidious move.

Every time a white light flashes on the Yuanyang Yue, Duan Shengying will get another wound.

The other man was using his bare hands and was tall and thin, but he was extremely calm when punching and was so powerful that Duan Shengying was breathless.

The two of them cooperated so well that Duan Shenying, who was already injured, could only protect himself for a while and could not find a chance to fight back.

These two people were Zhao Hua, the chief minister of Cangxia Villa, and Xu Yue, the second minister. When they saw Yuan Dahe, they immediately rushed towards Duan Shenying like crazy, as if they were their own sons.

Seeing that the winner could not be determined in a short period of time, and Lu Yuan was still late, Chen Sheng snorted coldly, raised his whip and cracked it in the air.

The soldiers behind him immediately formed a fighting formation, filled with murderous aura. They shouted in unison and slowly approached the inn.

In the sedan chair, a man wearing a plain brocade robe slowly turned the green ring in his hand.

With his well-kept and thin face, no one could tell that he was nearly sixty years old, let alone the contemporary head of the Chai Bank.

When Chai Gang heard the movement outside, he smiled slightly and said to the two people sitting in the sedan together: "Go, don't keep Chen Zhoumu waiting."

Two identical middle-aged men nodded slightly, opened the sedan curtain and flew towards Duan Shenying.

An old man with fine scars on his face and hands sat upright next to him. After seeing the twins leaving, he said hoarsely: "Do you need me to put Chai Ming down?"

Chai Gang shook his head, and facing the face that could stop a child from crying at night, he said calmly: "There is no need to trouble Master Hong with this kind of thing.

He's not the only son I have. "

Outside the sedan chair.

Ah Fei has already faced off against Chai Gang's two guards.

The two brothers Wenlong and Wenhu grew up together. One of them learned the Eight Treasures Liang Silver Spear, and the other learned the Nine Original Flame Sword.

The two of them had a good understanding of each other, and they were both Vajra-level warriors. As soon as they fought, A Fei was forced to protect himself.

But in the face of a strong enemy, Ah Fei still had the cold face that had nothing to do with him, and was always looking for opportunities to exchange injuries for death.

There were more and more wounds on his body, but his sword became faster and faster. In the end, he could only see a cold light swimming around him, shining like the bright moon.

Wenlong and Wenhu also had expressionless faces. Seeing that he could not take down Ah Fei, Wenhu suddenly pulled back, turned around, and rushed towards Duan Shenying with his knife.

Ah Fei frowned and wanted to stop him, but was forced back by Wen Long's fierce shooting skills. The bright silver gun in his hand was like a swimming dragon. He opened his teeth and claws, trying to swallow Ah Fei's 'bright moon' in one bite.

Duan Shengying noticed something unusual here and wanted to retreat, but was tightly entangled by Zhao Hua. A pair of mandarin ducks and axes blocked all Duan Shengying's escape routes.

Duan Shengying's thoughts moved slightly, and when he wanted to attack his flaw, Xu Yue's pair of iron fists immediately appeared at his vital position, forcing him to return to his sword to defend.

After just such a delay, Wen Hu had already rushed forward, a golden-ringed sword ignited with blazing fire, and he struck Duan Shenying head-on!

when!

Duan Shengying roared angrily and ignored the other two people. He held the green bamboo sword in his hand above his head and withstood the blow.

brush!

The mother-in-law mandarin duck slashed across Duan Shengying's back. He endured the severe pain, shook his wrist slightly, and stuck the golden ring on the knife. His whole body was in front of Wen Hu, and his long sleeves brushed against it. His neck.

boom!

A pair of iron fists hit Duan Shengying on the back of the heart. He spurted out a mouthful of blood and crashed into the inn.

Xu Yue and Zhao Hua panted slightly and walked forward slowly. They stared at the inn and did not dare to relax their vigilance. They were always prepared to deal with Duan Shengying's death counterattack.

At this moment, the sound of sizzling water came from behind the two of them.

Zhao Hua looked back and was shocked.

Wenhu was seen frozen on the spot holding a knife in both hands, blood spurting out from his neck as if for free, and he had already made no sound.

"The Sword in the Sleeve." Thinking of Duan Shenying's actions just now, Zhao Hua looked a little ugly, "I didn't expect him to hide such a skill."

"One sword cut off all life." Looking at Wen Hu who was like a sculpture, Xu Yue said solemnly: "What a strong sword intention."

The two of them looked at the motionless ruins again, murmuring in their hearts. .

I am outnumbered, so there is no need to risk my life. Who knows if this guy has any other weapons in his arsenal, which would be bad if the boat capsizes in the gutter.

Thinking of this, they stopped decisively, and Zhao Hua shouted angrily: "Lu Yuan, get out of here!"

At this time, Wenlong's marksmanship became more and more fierce. When he found that his brother was dead, he was still expressionless, but his marksmanship had changed drastically.

What was originally a spear style with a certain degree of offense and defense has turned into a killing move with every move.

Ah Fei frowned. If this continued, within five rounds, he would be unable to hold on.

Seeing that Ah Fei was at the end of his strength, Xu Yue roared again: "Lu Yuan, how long are you going to be a coward?!"

"Stop talking nonsense like this!" A figure suddenly rushed out from the ruins, with a desperate and tragic aura erupting from his body, and laughter was wanton and rampant, "If you want to see the master, you must pass through me first!"

Xu Yue snorted coldly, and just as she was about to go up to him, she suddenly noticed something was wrong.

Why is it so bright today?

He looked up suddenly and saw a knife mark across the sky, splitting the clouds into two.

Before he could figure out what was happening, he suddenly felt a black shadow coming from his side.

He subconsciously punched out, but when he realized something was wrong, it was too late to pull back.

Under the heavy blow, the black image rolled in the air and landed on the ground like a broken sack. There was a fist mark on the chest that was deeply visible.

It was Wen Long’s body!

Xu Yue quickly looked at Ah Fei and found that Ah Fei was wearing white clothes in front of him. He was holding the bright silver gun in front of him with two fingers, as easily as pinching a pair of chopsticks.

He stretched out his finger, a white light flew past, and Zhao Hua, who was fighting Duan Shenying, suddenly flew up.

There was a loud bang, and a first-level master was nailed to the inn's plaque like a fly.

Feeling the shocked, frightened and hateful looks around him, Lu Yuan said calmly with an expressionless face.

"I heard that someone is seeking death?"