Chapter 738: Murong Jian's Destruction (1)

Chapter 738, Murong Jian's Destruction (1)
The night was dusty and gloomy. I looked at Murong Xue coldly. I saw her standing in front of Ouyang Shaohao in the position of a protector. One wanted to kill Ouyang Shaohao, who had to step on her body.
His handsome face is gloomy and terrible, and his sharp eyes are filled with deep taboos and anger. He is screaming at Ouyang Shaolin. He sees Ouyang Shaohao also watching him, and the obsidian-like eyes are shining a little. Undisguised ridicule...
Ouyang Shaohao!
At night, the eyes of the dust chilled, and suddenly swayed, and several invisible internal forces were unrelenting.
The taunts of Ouyang Shaodi’s bottom disappeared without a trace, and the dark eyes were restored to the past, and everything seemed to be the illusion of others...
Murong Xue is a dark complexion, pulling out the soft sword on the waist, waving against the invisible internal force!
This night, the dust is inexplicable, it is inexplicable, he wants to fight? Ok, she is accompanying the end.
‘Dangdang! 'The long sword collided with the invisible internal force and made a loud noise...
Ouyang Shaohao stood three meters away, faintly watching the battle, I saw the night and the dust inside the deep, the invisible internal force from all directions to Murong Xue, and Murong Xue, the sword method is fast, will be close to her invisible internal forces, all break up, The two played a similar match, and it was difficult to win and lose between time...
‘Hey! There were a few slight winds breaking in the air. More than a dozen tall figures flew over and slashed swords to Ouyang Shaohao...
Murong Xue glanced at him and quickly opened the sword to open the invisible internal force nearby. He jumped to the side of Ouyang Shaohao, his wrists were lightly turned, and the sword in his hand slammed into the tall figure. He only listened to the sound of 'Dangdang', the long sword. Hit the long swords of the tall figures and retreat their shocks...
"Huo Laogu Lord, it turned out to be you." Looking at the familiar face of the man, Murong Xuelu flashed a cold smile at the bottom: "How? Yesterday did not kill you, you are not happy, come here to find a dead end what……"
"The old man is not looking for a dead end, but is ready to start with a strong..." Huo Laogu said with a smile, sharp eyes swept over Murong Xue, and fell to Ouyang Shaohao: Ouyang Shaohao and him Qiu, sooner or later will come to take their lives, instead of waiting for Ouyang Shaohao to kill them, it is better for them to get started, taking advantage of Ouyang Shaohao to solve the red charm for Murong Xue, martial arts lost, killed him...
Ouyang Shaohao looked faint and did not speak.
Murong Xue’s beautiful face is gloomy:
The danger of swearing, your medicine Wang Gu is also a bit of a thing, but it’s not so easy to kill Ouyang Shaohao!

When the wrist turned over, Murong Xue pointed the sword in the hand and pointed to the owner of Huo Laogu. The sharp blade shone in the golden sunlight and the cold coldness of the Sen. The hero of Huo Laogu slightly narrowed his eyes, cold and cold: "The old man's martial arts is OK, and he brought twelve elite medicine guards, plus your second uncle, and the elite guards he brought, killing you and a martial arts lost Ouyang Shaohao, easy... ..."
At the moment of the fall, Murong Jian came over from the corner not far away, followed by ten black-clothed guards dressed in black and armed with long swords. The guards were all sharp-eyed, and they knew that the martial arts were good.
"Two uncles really like to join in the fun." In particular, I like to cooperate with others, murder her, and seek her family property.
Murong Xue looked at Murong Jian, and his eyebrows were all mocking.
Murong Jian did not agree, smiled and said: "That is nature, Huo Laogu is my noble person, what he has to do, I naturally want to help him..."
"Yeah, yesterday, the second uncle was beaten by me. I am in front of me today. It must be the credit of Huo Laogu. It takes only one night to be able to treat the uncle of the uncle." Seven or eight, it can be seen that Huo Laogu’s main martial arts is high. Then I will seriously hurt my uncle once again. Look at this time, Huo Laogu has no chance to cure the second uncle...
Murong Xue smiled and smiled. If you say it, the word is cold.
Murong Jian’s face was suddenly sunk and screamed:
Let’s go...

"I am arrogant, you ran to someone else's door to assassinate others. You are really unscrupulous and daring..." Murong Xue interrupted his words unceremoniously, and his cold eyes were full of coldness.
Murong Jian disdain and disdain: "How about that?" In his world, there are only two kinds of people, one is a friend, the other is an enemy, Ouyang Shaohao, Murong Xue is his enemy, naturally after the removal fast!
The wrist turned over, and a cold sword appeared in his hand. His eyes were cold, and the sinister spurred Murong Xue.
Murong Xue sneered at the lips, Murong Jian, is this ready to kill her? Really not self-reliant, Murong Jian is looking for death, she will fulfill him!
Murong Xue bent his mouth and bent his mouth. The long sword in his hand came out with a cold and cold, and the unrelenting temperament of Murong Jian stabbed the past.
The guards brought by Murong Jian also came over, surrounded by Murong Xue, and fought fiercely.
Night Dust stood outside the battle circle, looking at the flashing figures in front of him, as well as the swords and swords, the flash of a strange light in the curtain, Huo Laogu Lord, Murong Jian actually came to kill Ouyang Shaoyu, if they can kill Ouyang Shaohao, but saved his hands and feet.
At night, the corner of the dusty corner bends a few invisible and strange arcs, and quietly walks to the inconspicuous corner, and becomes a spectator.
Huo Laogu also stood outside the battle circle, and silently watched the fierce fighting of Murong Xue, Murong Jian and others, only to see Murong Xuejian recruit sharp, unrelentingly kicked a famous guard, opened , stabbing, stabbing, the elite guards fell one by one, but Murong Xue was unharmed...
Huo Laogu’s brow frowned, so many people couldn’t deal with a Murong Xue. It’s really a bunch of useless idiots.
The fighting here is fierce, and the people of Xiaoyao Wangfu will soon realize that they will come to support. When they arrive, they will not be able to kill Ouyang Shaohao, Murong Xue... If you want to succeed in killing them, you must make a quick decision...
Huo Laogu’s main eyes were cold, and quietly made a look at Murong Jian. Murong Jian understood the heart and quietly walked behind Murong Xue, and swung the sword toward her.
Murong Xuemei flashed a scornful smile, quickly sideways, avoiding Murong Jian’s sneak attack, backhand, hit Murong’s chest, and Murong Jian flew out seven or eight meters away, heavily falling on Ground, slamming, spit out a blood...
Murong Xue stunned and looked at her palm in surprise. She even shot Murong Jian so far, when did she become so powerful? When she and Murong Jian fought yesterday, she could only shoot him three or four meters away...
(End of this chapter)