The Greatest Uncle of All Heavens

Chapter 148 Wang Moxuan

Just after the new year, the weather is still cold and the north wind is especially cold. Outside the city of Gusu, on the quiet lake, a small boat is moving along the icy lake with the cold wind. The strange thing is, only one of them looks eighteen The [-]-year-old boy in black stood at the bow of the boat with a cold expression, and no one was rowing.
The boat turned from time to time among the withered lotus leaves and reeds, and after about half an hour, it stopped at a pier and got ashore. The boy in black clearly saw a big manor in front of him. It is Yanziwu Canhezhuang, the residence of Nan Murong Gusu Murong Fu.

It seemed that he was walking slowly with his hands behind his back, but in fact his figure was like a phantom. In the blink of an eye, the boy in black had arrived outside Canhe Village. He slapped the door with his palm, and the door opened immediately.

"Who? Dare to come to Canhezhuang to be presumptuous!" Amidst the loud shouts, a man with a knife in the courtyard flashed over, looking at the black-clothed boy with lightning-like eyes.

However, the boy in black walked straight towards the manor as if he hadn't seen him, and waited until the man slashed at him with a knife, then he dodged his knife in a flash, and at the same time pressed his palm back casually, It pressed on the man's shoulder, causing him to be thrown backwards with a shock.

"Fourth brother!" Amidst the exclamation, a fat man came in from the outside. Seeing this, he quickly reached out to catch the man with the knife, and then asked the boy in black, "Who are you? My fourth brother?"

"Third brother, be careful, this kid is weird, his lightness kung fu is amazing, and his internal energy is even more fucking strong," said the knife-wielding man with blood on his mouth, rubbing his shoulders.

"Hmph! This kid is so young, even if he starts practicing in the womb, how strong is his internal strength? Bao BuTong doesn't believe how powerful he is," said the slightly fat guy Bao BuTong, then stepped forward and punched Hit the boy in black on the back.

Amidst the muffled sound, the black-clothed boy walked forward unhurriedly. Bao Tong punched him in the back, but he was thrown backwards by the shock, and fell in front of the knife-wielding man in front of him in embarrassment , clutching his arm and screaming in pain.

"Who are you? How dare you come to participate in Hezhuang to hurt people, report your name! Gongye is an immortal and unknown person," amidst the violent shouts, a figure crossed the roof in front, landed in front of the black-clothed boy, and stopped him his way.

Pausing slightly, the black-clothed boy who slowly raised his head looked at Gongyegan with indifferent eyes, and said indifferently, "I'm looking for Murong Fu!"

"What a joke, is it possible that you can see my young master as soon as you say you see him?" Gongye sneered.

As soon as he uttered these words, the black-clothed boy's eyes flickered with coldness, his figure leaped forward, and he punched out, causing the air to vibrate.

Gongye, whose expression changed, hurriedly waved his palm to block, only heard the crisp sound of bone shattering, and his whole body crashed into the room in front of him like a cannonball. .

"To be a slave, you have to look like a slave," the black-clothed boy sneered coldly, and his figure flew up and landed on the roof ridge.

The boy in black standing on the roof saw two figures coming out of the backyard room at a glance. The leader was a handsome young man about 27 or 50 years old in a light yellow shirt with a long sword hanging from his waist. And behind him stood a thick middle-aged man in his [-]s or [-]s.

"Who is your Excellency? Why did you come to join me in Hezhuang? I don't know what offended Murong Fu?" The handsome young man asked in a deep voice.

"It seems that you don't know me anymore. However, I remember very clearly what you look like in Gusu Murong Fu. Compared with a few years ago, you haven't changed much," the boy in black said coldly : "It's still such an annoying look."

Murong Fu frowned when he heard this, while the honest middle-aged man at the side snorted coldly, and jumped directly to kill the black-clothed boy.

The black-clothed boy who didn't dodge, just raised his hand to block the middle-aged man's palm. Immediately afterwards, the middle-aged man's palm stuck to the hand of the black-clothed boy. Can't get rid of it all the time.

In just a few breaths, Murong Fu, who saw something was wrong and was about to rescue him, saw the boy in black throw the middle-aged man from mid-air.

He stepped forward to catch the middle-aged Murong Fu, saw that his whole body was limp and sluggish, as soon as he pressed his wrist, he couldn't help but his face changed, and then he suddenly raised his head to look at the black-clothed boy: "Huagong Dafa? What is your relationship with Xingxiu boss Ding Chunqiu?"

"It seems that you really don't know me anymore," the black-clothed boy floating in the courtyard shook his head slightly, then sneered and said, "Ding Chunqiu? He's not even worthy to lift my shoes! Murong Fu, maybe, a few years ago About a young man who came to your house to ask for help, these loyal dogs of yours probably didn’t tell you, did they? You would never know that when the young man fell into the lake, escaped from death, and finally returned home At that time, the seriously ill old father's body was cold."

Hearing the boy in black's words, Murong Fu was stunned for a moment, looked at him carefully with his brows fixed, and couldn't help asking a little uncertainly: "Are you... Wang Moxuan?"

"Hehe, it's fortunate that Mr. Murong still remembers my name," the black-clothed boy Wang Moxuan sneered.

Murong Fu, who looked at Wang Moxuan's eyes flickering and fell silent, couldn't help sighing: "I did find out later that when I wanted someone to rescue your father, he had already passed away. I feel sorry for this. It's a pity. After all, even my uncle has to call your father uncle, and according to my seniority, I should also call you uncle..."

"Uncle? I can't afford the respectful title of Nan Murong! Murong Fu, don't be hypocritical. I'm here today not to marry you, but to seek the shame of Yixue back then," said with a sneer Wang Moxuan's figure flashed towards Murong Fu like a ghost.

Seeing Wang Moxuan's frightening lightness kung fu, Murong Fu's face changed slightly, and with a gentle effort, he sent the number one master whose inner strength had been crippled by Wang Moxuan, sent Deng Baichuan aside, and then greeted Wang Moxuan with a palm.

Peng... Murong Fu, who faced Wang Moxuan with a palm, couldn't help but staggered back and broke a railing post. Although there was no damage, his face became a little ugly, because he found that he was almost younger than him. The ten-year-old Wang Moxuan seemed to have much stronger internal strength than him. If he hadn't used the kung fu to unload the power of this palm on the railing post, he would have suffered serious injuries.

Murong Fu, who looked at Wang Moxuan solemnly, directly pulled out the long sword from his waist, and stabbed Wang Moxuan with a sharp sword.

Wang Moxuan, whose figure was like a spinning top, waited until Murong Fu's sword was about to stab him before spinning away, let Murong Fu unleash his Dragon City Swordsmanship, with his hands behind his back, his figure was erratic and erratic like fallen leaves The famous Wang Moxuan can always dodge the sword sharply.

Slowly, Murong Fu, who was using the sword in his hand faster and faster, became more and more surprised, his forehead was covered with sweat, and his moves became chaotic.
Keng... Accompanied by the crisp sound of gold and iron colliding, the supernatural powers of the flick of the finger were unleashed, and Wang Moxuan, who popped out with one finger, directly shook the sword in Murong Fu's hand, and then unleashed the Great Subduing Demon Fist, punching Murong Smash it again.

Amidst the crackling sound of bones breaking, Murong Fu hurriedly used Shenhe to point at Wang Moxuan's fist, but his finger was broken directly, and with a scream, he was sent flying away by Wang Moxuan's punch, and the bones in his arm were also shattered. .

"The Murong family's Dragon City swordsmanship, Shen Hezhi and Dou Zhuan Xing Yi are nothing more than that," Wang Moxuan shook his head and sneered in disappointment, then turned and walked out.

When he came in outside, he was completely stunned by Bao BuTong and Feng HuanE, who were so frightened. After Wang Moxuan left in a hurry, he couldn't help running over to help him when he heard Murong Fu moaning in pain.

(End of this chapter)