Chapter 313: A dream of a king's hegemony

After he saw Fang Yu show his domain and felt the power of Fang Yu's second sword, Murong Longcheng already knew that he had no chance to defeat Fang Yu.

He felt a little regretful about why he came here.

If he hadn't come here, he wouldn't have met the monster Fang Yu.

Although Murong Longcheng regretted coming here and even wanted to turn around and run away.

But he knew very well that he could no longer escape.

First, he is now in Fang Yu's domain. All his attributes have been weakened by at least three levels by Fang Yu's domain, and his speed has become sluggish. Fang Yu will definitely not give him time to escape.

The second is that he feels that he has been locked by Fang Yu's energy. If he escapes, he will become a living target of Fang Yu.

Therefore, escaping will only accelerate his defeat.

But if he gives it a desperate blow, he might still be able to win a glimmer of hope.

Although Murong Longcheng thought a lot.

But the time in the outside world has only passed less than a breath.

And Fang Yu has already finished accumulating power.

Thinking of this, Murong Longcheng stared at the hundred-foot sword light above Fang Yu's head that was transformed by purple spiritual power, and his eyes became extremely firm.

He vaguely felt that the bright hundred-foot-long purple sword above Fang Yu's head, which exuded a destructive aura, seemed to be able to split the heaven and the earth.

At this moment, Fang Yu swung down, and the hundred-foot purple sword glowed like a divine sword that created the world, striking at Murong Longcheng like lightning.

Wherever the Baizhang sword light passed, the space was split in half, leaving a dark and deep scratch, which then healed instantly.

Murong Longcheng knew very well that with his current strength, he would not be able to break this sword light even with all his strength.

Therefore, he did not choose to attack Jianmang, but decided to defend with all his strength.

Because once he is unable to crush the sword light and consumes all his spiritual power, he will be meat on the chopping board, ready to be slaughtered!

In an instant, Murong Longcheng made a decision in his heart. He immediately mobilized all the spiritual power in his body and assumed the [Vajra Pagoda] posture.

I saw Murong Longcheng holding up his hands, and there were two giant palms of golden energy transformed by spiritual power on both hands, which were like real substance.

boom!

Just when Murong Longcheng completed its defense, a hundred-foot-long purple sword light struck the two giant golden palms, making a loud noise.

Immediately afterwards, the purple sword light split the golden energy giant palm into two in an instant. Under Murong Longcheng's horrified gaze, the purple sword light struck hard at his head.

Murong Longcheng, who had exhausted all his spiritual energy, could not even turn his head to dodge. He could only watch as the purple sword light split him into two, and blood spilled across the sky.

After the purple sword light split Murong Longcheng into two halves, it did not dissipate and continued to strike towards the ground with unstoppable power.

Rumble~

In the blink of an eye, the purple sword light struck the hard ground hard, shaking the ground and raising dust all over the sky.

Above the ground.

Murong Bo watched helplessly as his ancestors were divided into pieces by the hundred-foot-long purple sword light. He was so frightened that his liver and gallbladder burst, and his face turned ashen.

The Murong family is finished!

Five words instantly appeared in Murong Bo's mind, and he collapsed directly to the ground.

He knew he couldn't escape, and he didn't want to escape again!

Gulu~

Upon seeing this, Xiao Feng and his son looked happy and swallowed their saliva together.

Thinking of Fang Yu's sword strike just now, the father and son felt their scalps go numb.

Because they felt that with their current strength, they couldn't take over Fang Yu's case even if they joined forces.

Heavenly Sword!

The term Xiao Feng and his son appeared in their minds at the same time.

In the eyes of the father and son, Fang Yu's sword just now did not belong between human swords, but a heavenly sword!

…

Fang Yu's place is not very far from Wuxi city.

Therefore, when Fang Yu performed the "Heavenly Sword Technique" just now, many people in Wuxi City saw the sky-high hundred-foot giant sword in the sky above the eastern suburbs.

Although far away.

But they still felt the suffocating pressure. Everyone felt their scalps numb, and many people even peed on the spot.

The east gate of Wuxi City, above the city wall.

Two figures stood side by side.

They were a man in a green shirt and an old beggar wearing a gray robe with patches on his clothes.

The middle-aged man in blue shirt and the old beggar stared in the direction of Fang Yu, with horror in their eyes.

call!

After a moment, the middle-aged man in green shirt let out a long sigh of relief, turned to look at the old beggar beside him, and said softly: "Brother Seven, are you sure you can take this sword?"

The old beggar took off the red wine gourd hanging from his waist, drank two gulps, and then shook his head: "If I face that sword, I will definitely die!"

After a pause, he asked: "Brother Yao, what about you?"

The middle-aged man in blue shirt shook his head, "Like you, I don't have any confidence!"

Then he asked: "Seventh brother, why are you here?"

The old beggar replied softly: "Brother Yao, you must have heard about the rebellion of the Northern Beggar Clan. Our 'Southern Beggar Clan' and the 'Northern Beggar Clan' have a deep connection, so I came here to take a look! "

Having said this, the old beggar raised his head and looked at the middle-aged man in green shirt with a somewhat surprised look in his eyes: "Brother Yao, didn't you swear not to leave Peach Blossom Island for the rest of your life? How could you suddenly break your vow?"

The middle-aged man in blue shirt said helplessly: "It's not because of that girl of mine!"

"A few days ago, I said something to her, and the girl got angry with me and sneaked out of Peach Blossom Island."

"During this period of time, aliens have come to the world, and there are many dangers in the outside world, so I broke my oath and came out to look for her!"

This middle-aged man with a slim appearance, tall and thin figure, elegant demeanor, Xiao Shuxuanju, and as clear as a god, wearing a green shirt and a square scarf of the same color on his head, looks like a scribe and is one of the five outstanding figures of the Song Dynasty. Evil] Huang Yaoshi.

The other one had a rectangular face, a slight beard under his chin, thick hands and feet, and his gray clothes were patched here and there, but they were clean.

The old beggar with a jade-like and green bamboo stick pinned to his waistband and a vermilion-lacquered wine gourd in his left hand is also Hong Qigong, one of the five unique beggars of the Song Dynasty.

Hong Qigong suddenly sighed: "Alas! The alien race has come to the world, and this world is becoming increasingly unclear. I don't know where the future of my Jiuzhou Continent is?"

At this point, the conversation changed and he asked: "Brother Yao, did you meet those aliens who fell from the sky along the way?"

Huang Yaoshi said softly: "We met. I also killed a foreigner in the Danjing realm and got a legendary space ring from his hand. There were a lot of black crystals in the space ring, as well as several magic palaces and some Miraculous medicine!”

After saying that, he showed Hong Qigong the silver ring on his right index finger.

Hong Qigong's eyes lit up: "Hmm? The aliens carry so many treasures with them, so it seems that the aliens' coming into the world may not be a bad thing!"

Huang Yaoshi pointed to where Fang Yu was and said with a smile: "Seventh brother, from the spiritual power fluctuation just now, one of the people fighting is a Buddhist, and the other is a strong swordsman!"

"The aura of the hundred-foot long purple sword made of energy is all-encompassing, but it is bright and upright. I believe that the other party is not a bad person. Are you interested in seeing it?"

Hong Qigong nodded: "Okay, it just so happens that the old beggar wants to see it."

Then the two of them flew in the direction of Fang Yu.

On the other side, in the woods where Fang Yu is.

As soon as Fang Yu carried Murong Bo and flew in front of Xiao Feng and his son, they both cupped their fists and saluted him: "Thank you, Mr. Fang!"

Fang Yu smiled and nodded at Xiao Feng and his son, and then casually threw the ashen-faced Murong Bo in front of them.

"Brother Xiao, Senior Xiao, you should deal with Murong Bo first. We will talk about anything later!"

Xiao Feng and his son nodded and looked at Murong Bo, their eyes instantly becoming sharp.

"Xiao Yuanshan, I was the one who designed you back then. It has nothing to do with my Fu'er. I am responsible for everyone's actions. I killed your wife. One life is worth another. Can you let my son go?"

Murong Bo looked up at Xiao Yuanshan and prayed.

Without waiting for Xiao Yuanshan's answer, he continued: "Xiao Yuanshan, my son has become... In this way, he poses no threat to you and your son. You don't have to worry about him avenging me!"

Xiao Yuanshan said without any hesitation, "Okay!"

Because he had already promised Fang Yu to let Murong Fu go.

Therefore, even if Murong Bo did not ask him, he would not restore Murong Bo.

Murong Bo's eyes lit up and he said gratefully: "Thank you!"

When a person is about to die, his words are also good.

Murong Bo said thank you from the bottom of his heart.

Although my son has gone crazy.

But it is better to die than live.

The reason why his son Murong Fu ended up like this can be said to be his own fault.

If he hadn't asked his son to always remember the last wishes of the Murong family, I'm afraid his son would have a group of wives and concubines and a family full of children.

Thinking of this, Murong Bo looked at his demented son aside, his eyes were very complex, filled with guilt and reluctance.

"Fu'er, my father has gone first. Please take good care of yourself from now on!"

Speaking of this, Murong Bo raised his head and laughed: "Hahaha, Wang Tu's hegemony is just a dream, not as good as being drunk in the world!"

The past of his life suddenly appeared in Murong Bo's mind. He was taught by his grandfather and father since he was a child, and his life ambition was to "revitalize the Yan Kingdom".

Over the years, he has exhausted all his agencies in order to restore the country, but he did not expect that it would turn out to be a dream in the end.

Bang!

After saying that, Murong Bo suddenly stretched out his right hand and slapped himself on the forehead, killing himself.

Seeing the person he hated most in his life die in front of him, Xiao Yuanshan's eyes were a little complicated. The hostility in him gradually dissipated, and his eyes became a little confused.

But when he thought of his son's words, his eyes became extremely bright again.

The great revenge has been avenged, and his goal for the rest of his life is to resurrect his dead wife.

Xiao Feng walked up to Murong Fu and helped him relieve his acupuncture points.

Murong Fu screamed in fright when he resumed his movements, quickly got up from the ground, and then ran wildly in the woods.

He didn't even look at his father.

I have to say that Murong Bo and his son are really sad.