The Pinnacle of Martial Arts Cultivation

On the way Chen Fan came, the situation in Zhuge Hou's Mansion had reached a tense situation.

A figure that is only the height of a bucket, with a moustache around his mouth, a sneer on the face of a merchant dressed up.

His name is Song Fu, but when you hear this name, you can know that in addition to being the treasurer of the money house, Song Fu is also a member of the Jing Zhao Yin Song Qian family!

There are seven or eight thugs around him, all of them are in the realm of martial arts!

Opposite Song Fu, Zhuge Yun in a plain robe stood plainly, with no expression of panic or fear in his eyes.

Some are just indifferent, indifferent without putting everything in their eyes.

Looking at the sky, Song Fu sneered: "Miss Zhuge, your loyal servant is afraid that he won't be back. Do you have to resist?"

When the voice fell, the seven or eight thugs were ready, all of them took a step forward, swept out of power, and all moved toward Zhuge Yun's oppression.

Seeing this situation, Zhuge Yun drew a long sword from his storage bag, lay it across his chest, his face unyielding, and said: "Song Fu, I know the master's thoughts behind you, but my Zhuge family will not compromise, I Wuhou The mansion will not collapse. Even if I die today, you will never want to tarnish the glory of my family!"

Zhuge Yunzhi's words were loud, and even a hint of vigour that didn't match a woman appeared between his brows!

Unfortunately, although Zhuge Yun was determined and extremely intelligent, he did not have a clear understanding of the enemy's ferocity.

I saw Song Fu playing with his fingers, while faintly said: "You can rest assured to die, rest assured, your corpse, even if our master doesn't look down on it, my people will treat it well!"

Song Fu put the words "treat" very seriously, and the meaning in the words was self-evident.

He even licked his lips, showing a bit of salivation.

"The only pity is that I can't hear the screams of the legendary Zhuge Wuhou granddaughter, which is not very enjoyable."

After all, Song Fu waved his sleeves and said to the thugs around him: "Let go, but remember, don't break your arms or legs, or you won't be able to enjoy the best Wuhou descendants!"

As soon as this statement came out, all seven or eight thugs showed lewd smiles in their eyes, screaming at Zhuge Yun.

Zhuge Yun raised her sword to greet her, but her cultivation level did not even reach the realm of a martial artist. How to face the person in front of her?

Thinking of this, Zhuge Yun showed unwillingness in his eyes, and finally put the long sword across his neck.

She is not trying to slay herself, but to use all her strength to cut off her head!

Because only then can you guarantee that your body will not be defiled!

This is Zhuge Yun's determination!

But how can others not see her thoughts?

I saw that the thugs were faster, and they clearly wanted to capture them before Zhuge Yun cut off his head.

And just at this critical moment, at the gate of Wuhou's mansion, a deep drink suddenly sounded!

"Whoever dares to step forward, Chen will kill it!"

When the voice fell, the eight thugs immediately spewed blood, and with just one sentence, they were shocked and seriously injured!

Immediately afterwards, Chen Fan snapped his finger and shot out with a burst of strength. The sound of breaking through the air made his scalp numb.

"Dang!"

Zhuge Yun's long sword in the palm of his hand was knocked into the air by his strength and fell to the ground. Chen Fa finally arrived at the last minute!

Song Fu slowly turned his head, looking at Chen Fan, his pupils shrunk, and then the cold voice said to the thugs he brought: "Do you want to live anymore? Who told you to stop!"