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"Yes!" After the Leng Xun man responded, he motioned to the others. Suddenly, the ten guards rushed to the surrounding muscular men along with Leng Xun.

As soon as they took action, these guards showed the strength of first-class masters. Among them, the men of Leng Li were extremely masters. With their strength, even if they encountered a well-trained unit of 100 people, they could easily torture and kill, and even the martial arts were absent. Next.

Therefore, this group of people is confident to solve all the muscular men in front of them-at least Murong Fu thinks so.

However, the real situation is completely different from what we imagined. I saw that the group of muscular hunks suddenly yelled out loudly after seeing the enemy attack. Dozens of people yelled together. The sound was like thunder, and Murong Fu was instantly shocked. The brains were empty and buzzing.

Immediately afterwards, a scene that made Murong Fu and others doubt life appeared-those muscular men squeezed their fists directly while drinking, and the muscles bulged even more exaggerated, and half of them even turned red and thick. The blood seemed to break out of his body.

Then, the fierce men slammed their feet on the ground in a violent way that was completely inconsistent with the style of martial arts masters, and then turned into human-shaped cannonballs and rushed towards the cold men and others who were a little stupefied by drinking.

Immediately, the scene of'exquisite martial arts is useless' appeared. The fierce men directly added their fists and kicks, and the fierce attacks without aesthetic feeling fell on the Leng Xian men and others. The violent walk of'' interpreted the martial arts. No matter how tall you are, there is a reason to be afraid of too many people-almost everyone has to face the abuse of two or three hunks.

Chapter 259 Can't Give Me a Face?

"This... how is it possible?"

Murong Fu's eyes widened in astonishment, with a'beep dog' expression.

I tried my best to train, and the subordinates who had at least two kinds of fascination were actually hung up and beaten by a group of muscle men who did not know where they came from. Although the opponent was crowded, but this kind of situation where a few people were fighting, The party with more people does not necessarily have the advantage!

Take a closer look, the muscular hunks are actually not as good as Murongfu’s people alone. However, these muscular hunks work well together. Everyone and their teammates form a perfect team combination. You attack and defend, you retreat and I enter, you fight I cover up.

Although a group of muscular hunks are twos and threes, they cooperate very well, and the strategy is fierce, swift and fierce, the moves are very simple and rude, without the fancy moves of martial arts masters, they can punch without hooks, and can kick. Never throw flowers.

Not only that, while cooperating in twos and threes, the lonely muscular hunks also reviewed the appropriate transfer of the team from time to time to besiege others, making the formation of the group change all the time, allowing the people in Wushuang Palace to be passively beaten and soon resisted. Unable to stop, and then be beaten up by all kinds of brutality.

The most important thing is that these muscular men have absolutely no intention of keeping their hands. They are completely adhering to the essence of the battlefield of taking advantage of your illness to kill you. They don't talk about the morals of the world at all. Various tricks such as slaps in the eyes and other methods are endless, and they are playing unparalleled. The people of "have no power to fight back, and finally completely transformed into a pure fist and kick. It looks like a street gangster bullying, but the power is much more powerful, which makes people thrilling.

Anyway, Murongfu was frightened and angry, feeling lost, and Wang Yuyan behind him seemed to have seen something, so she quietly said to Murongfu: "Ms. Gong, these people seem to be walking in the middle of the army. They should be The officers and soldiers were born."

Hearing this, Murong Fu was stunned, secretly saying that these guys are so strange that they are not like people at all. If they are in the army, they are full of iron and blood, and it is reasonable to use three arbitrary tricks without hesitation under the order and prohibition.

After all, people in the army are going to fight. When fighting, either you die or I live. Who will tell you what moral rules?A move that can kill the enemy is a good move.

However, the enemy's identity as a soldier made Murong think again.

Although Murong Fu was not afraid of officers and soldiers, and even had beaten the frontier troops of various countries, the group of suspected soldiers in front of him was completely different from the officers and soldiers he had met before.

No matter whether it is an elite or a mixed soldier, there is no such strong combat effectiveness and such a good cooperation. Could it be that which force cultivated the elite?

Who is capable of cultivating such elites?

Xixia?Liao?Tibet?Jurchen?Or a certain western country?

Murong had thought about many forces, but he didn't think about the Song Dynasty. After all, the Song Dynasty's emphasis on literature and military affairs was deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. Although the Song Dynasty was very powerful, the combat effectiveness of the court army could only be haha.

What's more, the people of Song Dynasty are so thin and weak, like the troops in front of them made up of muscular men, it doesn't look like Song Ting can train them.

Just as Murongfu thought this way, a young man in a scholarly uniform appeared in stride. He saw the situation in front of him, looked at Murongfu and others, and immediately said loudly, "Stop."

All of a sudden, the muscular hunks who were still pumping Murong Fu's men were obedient and obedient, retreating at a rapid speed, and finally rushed to the station. The iron-blooded murderous aura rushed to the face, and the elite traits of the prohibition were revealed.

Murong Fu couldn't help being a little envious of this class of troops, and asked the system in private: "System, is there a training method for such an army? If so, give me the exchange list."

[This unit is only trained by ordinary elite training methods, you already have training methods.

"How come? Then how can they beat my men?"

[They are strong enough, and they are not using internal martial arts, but another unknown energy.

Hearing this, Murong Fu was taken aback, and hurriedly asked, "What's going on? Didn't you say that there is only internal martial arts here? Is the practice of these guys passed from the West? For example, fighting spirit?"

[No, this world only has internal power, even in Western countries, there is only internal power, just as the move of "The Great Shift of the Universe" was created by the ancestor of the assassins in the Middle East, but still cultivated internal power.The energy in their bodies is unknown, and it is temporarily impossible to analyze what it is.

These words made Murong Fu even more dignified, knowing that the enemy he saw today is unprecedented. Originally, he had systematically assisted him after crossing, so he lived the life of Long Aotian, and the journey went smoothly, as if everything was done. He was in control, and now for the first time he felt unable to grasp the situation, and this feeling made him a little flustered.

The communication between Murong Fu and the system was only a matter of seconds, and at the same time, Huang Chang, the scholar who called the muscular man's weak and weak, came over.

After approaching, Murongfu and others discovered that the so-called weak scholars were well-dressed. In fact, their muscles were not inferior to those of muscular machos. His exaggerated scholar clothes were tightened by his muscles. Woke up.

This style of painting is completely inconsistent with the scholars of this era who have no power to restrain the chicken. It is almost as awkward as a northeastern hunk who forcibly pretends to be gentle. It makes Murongfu and others feel that the style of painting is super incompatible.

"Where did these guys come from? How come they don’t seem to match the style of Tianlong World at all? It always feels...like a person from Hong Kong Comics World?" Murong Fu couldn’t help muttering in his heart, and had a kind of connection with him. Thoughts that I think are particularly nonsense.

Then Huang Chang spoke and looked at Murong Fu and the others and said, "Who are you, what's the matter when you come to Leigu Mountain?"

Hearing this, Murongfu and the others were a little unhappy, but they were relieved. Compared to those muscular hunks, the man in front of them could obviously communicate, so Murongfu was ready to express his intentions.

Before Murong Fu could speak, Huang Chang stopped impatiently and said, "Forget it! I'm not interested in what you guys are doing here, but now the mountain is closed. No one can go up the mountain. You can leave as quickly as possible. Go! If you want to go up the mountain, just wait a month before you come!"

The tone was good, but the tone was unquestionable, and Murong Fu and the others were not given any room for discussion. Murong Fu's face was immediately flushed, and the others were also very angry.

Afterwards, Murong Fu was very angry and said with a smile: "Your Excellency's people beat my people, but they still don't allow us to go up the mountain. Isn't it too overbearing? Is it true that my Wushuang Palace is a vegetarian?"

As soon as the words came out, the atmosphere was instantly drawn up, and Murongfu's subordinates also showed a strong will to fight, as if they did not agree with each other, they would have to do it-if it weren't for the previous cold man and others who were still lying on the ground and wailing, or Very deterrent.

As for Huang Chang himself, after hearing Murongfu's words, he raised his eyebrows, then looked up and down Murongfu and said, "Wushuanggong? Are you Murongfu?"

"Yes, this seat is the Palace Master of Wushuang Palace, Murong Fu!" Murong Fu said proudly. At this moment, he can no longer pretend to be low-key, and even low-key his face will be lost.

The name of the Wushuang Palace is known to everyone in the world. The surrounding countries must give face, and the nobles of the Song Court dare not offend it. It can be said that it is a great power in the world. After it is taken out, most people want it. Sell ​​a face.

It is a pity that most of these people do not include the Song Dynasty emperor and his subordinates, let alone the Qi and Blood troops trained by Wang Hao to be full of muscles.

Therefore, Huang Chang nodded calmly: "I see, Murongfu, let's go! If you want to go up the mountain, come back in a month! Of course, you don't want to walk and stay here, but you can only get there after a month. Go up the mountain."

Hearing this, Murong Fu and others were not calm. He was educated by the big muscle soldiers before, and it can be said that a talented talent met a soldier. Now he has encountered a manager, he is still so overbearing, so he does not give Wushuang Palace face , Are you sure you are on the wrong set?

Looking at Huang Chang coldly, Murong Fu solemnly said, "Your Excellency has made up his mind not to give me the face of Wushuang Palace?"

Huang Chang looked indifferent: "Why should I give you face to Wushuang Palace? A mere Wushuang Palace is worthy of letting me wait for face?"

The blood force represents the face of the national division and the emperor. An unparalleled palace, the forces of the rivers and lakes, are they worthy to give face to them?joke!

Murong laughed again, and his smile was cold, and the aura on his body became full of solemnity, and Huang Chang watched, squinting his eyes without cowardice, and the muscles on his body slowly bulged, as if he would shoot at any time. .

At the same time, another group of muscular men rushed over from a distance, staring at Murong Fu and others, making the numbers of both sides reversed.

Seeing this scene, and then thinking that he still has a group of female relatives to protect, Murong Fu coldly snorted and looked at Huang Chang and said, "Very well, you are the first person who dare not give me Murong Fu face in this way in recent years. , Say your name."

Huang Chang glanced at Murong Fu: "Huang Chang."

This name made Murong stunned for a moment, and his aura was frozen. After all, as a traveler, the meaning of the name Huang Chang, as long as he has watched the Jin Yong family or TV series, almost no one knows.

A great master, the creator of "Nine Yin Scriptures", a fierce man who used his culture to martial arts-Huang Shang!

Counting time, in this era, Huang Shang is almost the same size as the person in front of him. Could it be Huang Shang when he was young?