The strong energy was scattered. Shuibo and the old man had fought each other more than ten times in a blink of an eye. It seemed as if they were equal.
In the hall, those people who watched the bustling activities stepped back in shock, and quickly made a space for the two people, for fear of causing disaster to the pond fish.
Those adults, who have heard some legends about martial artists, can still accept the two people who are high in the field.
However, those young rich second generation have never seen a fight between martial artists, let alone the two top fighters in the inner world. The scene is similar to watching a movie.
"My God, this is still a human being."
"It turns out that novels are real. There are really such martial arts masters in the world!"
"No wonder the Murong family can bully the whole Jiangnan province. It turns out that the Murong family has such experts in charge!"
The rich second generation in Jiangnan province are full of incredible faces. What they see and hear today has completely subverted their previous understanding of the world.
Zheng Yuanhao, an KeYue and other people in Wuzhou and Yigao are also unbelievable. Their mood is similar to those of the rich second generation in Jiangnan province. They are all shocked by their inhumane strength!
Murong Yan'er is better. After all, she met Chen Mo in the black water pool, and the prestige was 100 times more terrifying than the two men.
Thinking of this, Murong Yan'er looks at Chen Mo quietly. Chen Mo is sitting on a chair with his hands behind his head. It seems that the battle in the field does not interest him at all.
Zhou Tianwang looked at the two men fighting in the field and asked the old man around him, "Mr. Qiu, who do you think will win?"
Mr. Qiu's eyes were shining, and his eyes were full of flying figures: "Shuibo is the peak of the inner world, but his strength seems to have been reduced. I think he should be injured. The man is only a great success in the inner world, but he can be as good as Shuibo. Obviously, he is not far away from the peak of the inner world. "
"But after all, the peak of the inner world is the peak of the inner world. Even if there is a wound in the body, it can not be shaken by the inner environment Dacheng. Within 30 rounds, Shuibo will win!"
Zhou Tianwang touched his chin and said, "in that case, why don't we help the Murong family once? Isn't that like picking up a favor for nothing? "
With a knowing smile, Mr. Qiu said, "I see. I'm going to help him."
"Mr. Murong, Mr. Zhou asked me to help you!" With that, Mr. Qiu suddenly jumped into the battle group and united with Shuibo to attack the old man.
The old man, who was already about to lose, was hit in the chest by Mr. Qiu. He was shocked back several steps, and his face was gloomy.
Shuibo looked at Mr. Qiu and didn't speak. However, a trace of dissatisfaction flashed in his eyes. Obviously, he had already understood Mr. Qiu's intention.
Murongke didn't know what Mr. Qiu and Zhou Tianwang were thinking. He thought the Zhou family really wanted to help him.
Murong Ke looked at Zhou Tianwang not far away and said, "brother Zhou, I have written down this favor."
With the help of two young people, the old man stood up, looked at Shuibo and Mr. Qiu and said with a sneer: "I said why the Murong family's bodyguards are so bad. It turns out that there are experts in charge. It seems that I can't get justice for the dead of the triad society on my own!"
Shuibo said in a deep voice, "you know, just tell me, who sent you?"
That old man strange smile: "don't worry, you will know immediately."
With that, the old man suddenly turned his head and bowed to the door and called out, "welcome the master!"
The voice is blessed with true Qi. It is as vast as the Yangtze River, reverberating in people's ears for a long time.
Everyone was shocked. There was a master behind the old man!
The old man is so powerful that he can almost draw with the old housekeeper of Murong family. Isn't the master behind him more powerful than him!
Murong Ke's relaxed look suddenly became dignified. He was staring at the gate, and a bad premonition rose in his heart.
Shuibo and Mr. Qiu, also full of vigilance, looked at the gate with a look of astonishment in their eyes.
An KeYue, Zheng Yuanhao and others also looked at the gate with shock in their eyes.
Even Murong Yan'er couldn't help walking behind Murong Ke and looking at the gate quietly with a serious face.
The whole hall, only Chen Mo is still quietly lying on the chair, closed eyes. As if everything in this earthly world had nothing to do with him.
A man of about thirty came in slowly. He was in a white suit. He was well proportioned, tall and handsome.
He walked in like that step by step, slow but steady. Every step seemed to be stepping on the hearts of all the people.
With the man, the whole hall seemed to be filled with a faint smell of blood.
When he came to the old man, all the people could see clearly that there was a scar on his face from his left eye to his chin. Although he had been scarred for a long time, he could vaguely see how dangerous the knife was at that time.
The old man bowed respectfully and saluted: "master, the old slave is not talented. I have disgraced the master. Please punish him!"The man reached out to help the old man with a cool face: "hard work!"
Then, his eyes, through Shuibo and Mr. Qiu, stopped directly on murongke.
There seems to be an electric current in the air. Murongke, who is famous in the south of the Yangtze River, is startled. He quickly shifts his sight and seems to dare not look at his eyes.
Murong Ke was shocked in his heart: "is this human eye? I feel like I'm facing a fierce beast
"Murongke, do you remember me?" The man said faintly, his voice was low, and he could not hear his anger.
Murong scrupulously searches the memory, but still can't remember who this person is?
"Who are you?" Murong Ke asked in a deep voice.
"So soon. Do you remember this scar on my face? If your knife had deviated a little, I would not have stood here today! " The man's voice seems to have some emotion, but also seems to be happy.
Murong Ke asked with some uncertainty: "are you Ren Tianyu, the son of Ren batian?"
Ren Tianyu said with a smile: "it seems that you have not forgotten that I am still alive."
Murong Ke's face showed a trace of exclamation: "really can't imagine, how did you survive?"
"Murongke, this is the road of heaven and man! You can't even see what you've done, so God deliberately left me dead, in order to let me give the triad more than a dozen dead souls and ask for justice! " Ren Tianyu stretched out his arms and looked up at the sky, his face full of piety.
Murong Ke sneered: "the remaining evils of the triad society let you escape more than ten years ago. If you don't hide and linger, you should take the initiative to send the door to find death. This time, you won't have such good luck!"
Ren Tianyu said with a strange smile: "luck? My luck has always been good, but the luck of your Murong family is coming to an end! "
Ren Tianyu's eyes suddenly widened, his face appeared to be obliterated. He raised his head high and his voice was deafening.
"Murongke, more than ten years ago, your Qingbang swallowed up my triad society and destroyed me, leaving my family full of people. Today, I specially selected your daughter's 18th birthday party to wash your Murong family with blood to sacrifice the spirit of my family in heaven
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