From Low Martial Arts to Great Antiquity, I Created Mythical Fairy Martial Arts

Mu Wanqing was stunned for a moment, and when she looked at the long street, she saw four men with extraordinary temperament walking towards them.

"The four generals of the Murong family!" Mu Wanqing was extremely surprised.

Gu Heng looked down with a little curiosity in his eyes.

"This is the four generals of the Murong family?"

Thinking of these four people, the deepest impression in Gu Heng's mind was: "No, no, no!"

This thing was like a magic sound filling his brain, and it lingered in his mind for a long time.

Even when he speaks, he occasionally uses the word "non", which is simply magical.

"Deng Baichuan of Qingyun Village has seen this son, but he hasn't asked for his name yet?" Deng Baichuan was very solemn.

Although this unfamiliar son is elegant and extraordinary now, it gives him a fatal sense of crisis, which makes him have to be cautious.

"I'm just an idler with no name and no surname." Gu Heng waved his hand.

Deng Baichuan was stunned for a moment, and asked carefully: "I don't know why the young master is coming to Jiangnan, but is there anything that needs my help in Yanziwu?"

"No need." Gu Heng waved his hand, "Just wander around for a while, so I won't bother your residence."

I couldn't help being secretly surprised: "This Deng Baichuan is worthy of being the leader of the four generals. He clearly inquired about his own intentions, but he did not offend anyone, and he said it beautifully. Compared with the stinky talk like a different package and a bad storm, it is simply Good to heaven."

"Then Mr. Deng will retire first. If the young master needs it, he will give an order, and Mr. Deng will not refuse." After speaking, he folded his fists and saluted and left.

Gu Heng nodded in greeting, watched the four of them leave, and sighed softly, "This Deng Baichuan really has something."

Mu Wanqing snorted coldly, "Those who are timid are not heroes."

Gu Heng's hidden breath was not aimed at her, so in her opinion, the four masters would immediately admit their counsel as soon as they arrived, and then leave like grandsons.

My heart was full of disdain for Murong Shi.

"What Nan Murong, that's all."

And Deng Baichuan and the others breathed a sigh of relief after walking far.

"I'm afraid this person's martial arts are not under the son's." Deng Baichuan wiped the fine sweat on his forehead, with a hint of fear in his eyes.

In just a moment, the clothes on his back were soaked with sweat.

Bao Different, Gong Yeqian, and Feng Bo Ei did the same, all looking horrified, they nodded again and again.

In fact, there is a truth buried in the heart of the four people that is hard to tell: this person's martial arts is probably higher than that of the son...  

Just as he was talking, he saw a woman with a luxurious temperament and a good-looking woman walking towards her.

The golden steps on the head swayed, ringing Pedding.

It's just that her expression is extremely cold, like a piece of ice hidden in the extreme north.

Behind her, sixteen old women with faces like dry bark and hunched bodies followed with swords.

It is Mrs. Wang, and the evil slave of Mantuo Villa.

"Why is the uncle here?" Deng Baichuan was stunned, and was about to say hello when he saw Mrs. Wang snorted coldly, and walked forward without looking directly at the four of them.

Bao's face changed greatly: "Sorry, uncle is going to trouble the young master."

Gongye Gan was stunned for a moment: "This...how can I do it?"

Deng Baichuan came back to his senses and said, "Fourth brother Feng, go back and inform the son. We will go back and try our best to mediate. This is an opportunity. If you can sell your uncle and wife, Mantuo Villa will definitely support the son."

He decided to take the risk.

After he finished speaking, his palms were already sweating.

The other three understood, nodded and went their separate ways.

One of them went to Yanziwu, and the three of them went back the same way.

Pine Crane Tower.

Gu Heng, Mu Wanqing, and Qin Hongmian were about to go downstairs to leave when they heard the sound of messy footsteps.

Then a cold voice sounded: "Encircle the Songhe Tower, don't let those two bastards go!"

"Yes, ma'am."

The old women responded in unison, their long swords were unsheathed, and their voices were high, like taking medicine. Although they were old, their voices were full of energy.

Immediately afterwards, sixteen ferocious old women gathered around.

"Bitch!"

Seeing the person coming, Qin Hongmian immediately became excited, "I actually took the initiative to send it to the door, my mother must slash a few knives on your face today, so that Duan Lang's heartless person will no longer recognize you. At that time, she will be able to Still like you?"

"Sharp teeth and sharp mouth, take this little slut and the old slut down for me." Madam Wang was furious, and with a wave of her hand, the wicked woman under her command rushed over.

The long sword was light and cold, covering the entire group.

Not only Gu Heng was affected by 0.9, but even some drinkers who were close to him were also shrouded in sword light, and they seemed to be the souls of the sword.

Gu Heng looked at the careless appearance of these people, and knew that it was not the first time that they had done this kind of thing, and he couldn't help but feel unhappy.

Although he also killed people.

For example: Jin Guo that time.

But he was a Han Chinese, and faced with the cruelty of the Jin Kingdom, it was inevitable that he would be angry.

The hatred of the country and the family is not a common word.

For example: ordering the eradication of bandits in the world.

However, the robbers are cruel and how many civilians are killed?

For the monarch of a country and bringing peace to the people, he took this killing for granted.

Other than that, he didn't kill for no reason.

The mind is spinning, but the movement in the hand is not slow.

There was a flash of red light on the scene, and sixteen long swords had already fallen into their hands.

Infuriated, those long swords turned into molten iron at once, and turned into a flowing ball of molten iron in Gu Heng's hands.

The drinkers were stunned.

Mu Wanqing, Qin Hongmian, and Madam Wang were also stunned.

Although Tianlong martial arts is magical, it still cannot reach the level of melting gold and iron.

Gu Heng's performance is not an exaggeration to say that it is a magical power. Even the arrogant and domineering Mrs. Wang was pale and frightened at this time. .

78 The Extraordinary Ways of Financing and Making Iron

The three Deng Baichuan, who were chasing after him, looked at the figure standing in the center with an indifferent expression, but he looked like a demon, and couldn't help swallowing.

Go to mediate?

Do not make jokes!

If that person is unhappy, the three of them will not be turned to ashes in an instant.

At this moment, the three of Deng Baichuan were all cowardly, and couldn't help complaining in their hearts: "It's not good for my uncle to provoke someone, but to provoke this person, this is a big trouble."

"You and others are rampant and use people as flower fertilizer. The sin is unforgivable. Let's go down and reflect on it."

As soon as he thought about it, the molten iron in his hand turned into a long sword again. After being smelted at high temperature, a lot of impurities were removed. This long sword became radiant and cold, and it was already a rare sword.

This is not an artifact refining technique, just ordinary blacksmithing.

With a wave of their swords, the brows of the sixteen people turned a little red, and then fell to the ground with a bang.

The scene was extremely silent, and the needle drop could be heard.

Whether it was Madam Wang or Deng Baichuan, even the alcoholic who was rescued was terrified.

"You...don't come here!"

Her subordinates died in an instant, and seeing Gu Heng take a step forward, Madam Wang suddenly turned pale and said in a trembling voice.

Gu Heng sneered: "Since you're here, let's stay."

As soon as she stretched out her hand, Mrs. Wang came to the front, and threw it behind her.

"From now on, she is my prisoner, Qin Hongmian, look after her!"

"Yes, son." Qin Hongmian suddenly smiled when he heard it.

The old enemy was also captured, and she felt a little schadenfreude in her heart.

"Little bitch, do things well in the future, otherwise don't blame me for being rude." Qin Hongmian sneered, staring at Madam Wang like she was looking at a little sheep.

Madam Wang gritted her silver teeth: "You..."

Qin Hongmian snorted coldly: "Do you understand the first come first serve rule, call me sister!"

Madam Wang snorted coldly and turned her head away.

Let her admit defeat in front of her old enemy, she might as well die.

Qin Hongmian saw that Mrs. Wang refused to admit defeat and wanted to do it, but she didn't know Gu Heng's attitude, so she had to give up.

Gu Heng looked at Deng Baichuan and the three of them and asked, "Are you and the other three here to cheer Mrs. Wang?"

Deng Baichuan responded quickly: "Young master forgive me, I dare not wait."

The three of them stepped back together and left here carefully.

After retreating far, Bao different said in amazement: "This person can melt gold and iron with only one hand, like a fairy method. Fortunately, he didn't offend him before."

Gong Ye nodded his head: "Yes. With such a method, who can be the enemy? If you are not careful, you will bring disaster to the owner of the family!"

Just as he was talking, Deng Baichuan's expression changed: "It's not good, I'll go back and intercept the young master. Otherwise, I'm afraid it won't end well."

Bao different looks solemnly: "Yes, hurry up and hurry up!"

The voice fell, and the three of them had done their best and went back.

If Murong Fu provokes this kind of existence, isn't the Murong family in danger of being destroyed?

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Throwing the long sword in his hand to Mu Wanqing, Gu Heng said, "Go, go to Mantuo Villa."