One after another, the powerful energy dispersed, and Shui Bo and the old man had already fought each other more than a dozen times in the blink of an eye, and they seemed to be on equal footing.

The people in the hall who watched the excitement retreated in shock, and quickly made way for the two of them to make way for a vacant space, lest they hurt the pond fish.

Those adults have heard some legends about martial artists, and they can still accept the two people who are high and high in the field.

However, those young rich second generations have never seen a fight between martial artists, let alone two martial artists at the peak of the inner realm, and the scene is similar to watching a movie.

"Oh my God, this is still human!"

"It turns out that the novel is true, there really is such a martial arts master in the world!"

"No wonder the Murong family can coerce the entire Jiangnan Province, it turns out that the Murong family has such a master in charge!"

The rich second generation of Jiangnan Province are full of incredulity, and what they see and hear today has completely subverted their previous perception of the world.

Zheng Yuanhao and An Keyue and other people in Wuzhou and the first high school also looked incredible, their mood was similar to those rich second generations in Jiangnan Province, and they were all shocked by the inhuman strength shown by these two people!

Murong Yan'er was better, after all, she had seen Chen Mo make a move in Heishuitan, and the power was a hundred times more terrifying than these two people.

Thinking of this, Murong Yan'er quietly looked at Chen Mo, Chen Mo was sitting on the chair, his hands behind his head, his eyes closed, it seemed that the battle in the field could not arouse his interest at all.

Zhou Tianwang looked at the two people fighting in the field, and asked the old man beside him, "Mr. Qiu, do you think which of the two of them will win?"

Mr. Qiu's eyes were shining, and his eyes were full of the soaring figures of the two of them: "Shui Bo is the pinnacle of the inner realm, but his strength seems to be discounted, and it is estimated that there should be injuries on his body." That person is only a master of the inner realm, but he can compete with Shui Bo, and he is obviously not far from the peak of the inner realm. ”

"But the peak of the inner realm is the peak of the inner realm after all, even if there is an injury, it is not something that the inner realm Dacheng can shake, and within thirty rounds, Shui Bo will win!"

Zhou Tianwang touched his chin and said, "In that case, why don't we help the Murong family once? Isn't this equivalent to picking up a favor for nothing?"

Mr. Qiu smiled knowingly and said, "I understand, I'm going to help him." ”

"Mr. Murong, Mr. Zhou asked me to help you!" After speaking, Mr. Qiu jumped into the battle group and united with Shui Bo to attack the old man together.

The old man, who was already on the verge of defeat, was suddenly hit in the chest by Mr. Qiu's punch, and was shocked back a few steps, his face gloomy.

Shui Bo glanced at Mr. Qiu and did not speak, but a trace of dissatisfaction flashed in his eyes, obviously he had already understood Mr. Qiu's intentions.

Murong Ke didn't know what Mr. Qiu and Zhou Tianwang were thinking, and thought that the Zhou family really wanted to help him.

Murong Ke arched his hand to Zhou Tianwang who was not far away: "Brother Zhou, I have written down this favor. ”

The old man, supported by the two young men, stood up, looked at Shui Bo and Mr. Qiu, and sneered: "I said why are the bodyguards of the Murong family so unbearable, it turns out that there are masters in charge, it seems that I still can't get justice for the souls of the triad on my own!"

Shui Bo said in a deep voice: "It's good that you know, let's say, who sent you?"

The old man smiled strangely: "Don't worry, you will know immediately." ”

After speaking, the old man suddenly turned his head and bowed to the door, shouting, "Welcome to the master!"

The voice is blessed with true qi, and it is as mighty as the Yangtze River, echoing in everyone's ears and lasting for a long time.

Everyone was shocked, behind this old man, there was actually an owner!

This old man is already so powerful that he can almost fight to a draw with the old butler of the Murong family, isn't the master behind him much stronger than him!

Murong Ke's originally relaxed expression instantly became solemn again, staring at the door deadly, and a bad premonition rose in his heart.

Shui Bo and Mr. Qiu also looked at the gate with a wary face, with a look of surprise in their eyes.

An Keyue, Zheng Yuanhao and others also looked at the gate, their eyes full of shock.

Even Murong Yan'er couldn't help but walk behind Murong Ke and quietly looked at the gate with a serious face.

In the entire hall, Chen Mo was the only one, still lying quietly on the chair, closing his eyes and recuperating. It's as if everything in this earthly world has nothing to do with him.

A man in his mid-thirties walked in slowly. He was dressed in a white suit, well-proportioned and straight, and handsome.

He walked in step by step, slowly, but steadily, and each step seemed to be stepping on the hearts of everyone.

A solemn breath came with the man's face, and the entire hall seemed to be filled with a faint smell of blood.

When he walked in front of the old man, everyone saw clearly that there was a scar on his face, from his left eye to his chin, although it had long been scarred, but they could vaguely see how dangerous the knife was at that time.

The old man bowed respectfully: "Master, the old slave is not talented, he has disgraced the master, please punish the master!"

The man stretched out his hand to help the old man up, with an indifferent expression: "It's hard work!"

Then, his gaze passed through Shui Bo and Mr. Qiu, and stopped directly on Murong Ke.

There seemed to be an electric current flashing in the air, and Murong Ke, who was mighty in Jiangnan, was slightly startled in his heart, and hurriedly shifted his gaze, as if he didn't dare to look at him.

Murong Ke's heart shook violently: "Is this a human eye? I feel as if I am facing a fierce beast!"

"Murong Ke, do you remember me?" the man said lightly, his voice low and unable to hear joy or anger.

Murong Ke searched his memory, but he still didn't remember who this person was?

"Who are you?" asked Murong Ke in a deep voice.

"Forgot about it so quickly. Do you remember the scar on my face? If you had been a little off, I wouldn't be standing here today!" The man's voice seemed to be a little emotional, but also seemed to be rejoicing.

Murong Ke asked with some uncertainty, "Are you Ren Tianyu, the son of Ren Batian?"

Ren Tianyu smiled: "It seems that you haven't forgotten, you can't imagine that I'm still alive!"

A trace of exclamation appeared on Murong Ke's face: "I really can't imagine how you survived?"

"Murong Ke, this is the path of the heavens! What you have done, even God can't stand it, so God deliberately spared me my life, in order for me to give more than a dozen souls of the triad and seek justice!" Ren Tianyu stretched out his arms and looked up at the sky, his face full of piety.

Murong Ke sneered: "The remnants of the triad, you let you escape more than ten years ago, you didn't hide from it, and you actually took the initiative to send it to the door to find death, you won't have such good luck this time!"

Ren Tianyu smiled strangely: "Luck, my luck has always been good, but your Murong family's luck is coming to an end!"

Ren Tianyu's eyes widened suddenly, a trace of murderous intent appeared on his face, and he raised his head high, his voice was deafening.

"Murong Ke, more than ten years ago, your Green Gang engulfed my triad and destroyed my family. Today, I specially selected your daughter's eighteenth birthday banquet to wash your Murong family in blood, in order to sacrifice the souls of my whole family in the sky!"