Judging from their attire, they were obviously just guards of the Rong family, but they all had the strength of a seventh-level swordsman. There were still a few people around Rong Tianhai who had not taken action yet. Judging from their demeanor, they should be even stronger.
The capital area is indeed full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers. Mu Hanyan had never heard of the Rong family before. She thought it was just a small and unknown family, but it actually has such strength.
Old Master Fang shouted loudly and slapped the guard who was rushing in the front with his palm, but before he could fully unleash his strength, he bent down and started coughing violently. It was obvious that he was injured and could not exert any strength.
"Master Patriarch." Upon seeing this, several younger generations hurried forward and engaged in a fight with several Rong family guards.
However, they were not very strong and were knocked to the ground by the opponents in just a few moves. The guards did not stop there. A fierce light flashed in their eyes and they raised their feet to step on the joints of their hands and feet.
"Stop!" At this moment, Qu Daling roared and slapped the nearest guard.
"Hey, that's strange. This old charlatan always only cares about money and not people. Why is he so merciful today?" Mu Hanyan was a little surprised.
Seeing Qu Shanling taking action, Hua Yue and the others had no intention of helping. This old charlatan was a great swordsman, and he was the strongest among them except Mu Hanyan. Besides, the other party was just a few seventh-level swordsmen, so why did they need help?
"Stop!" Just as Qu Shanling shouted, another childish roar was heard.
With the muffled sound of "bang bang bang bang", several guards flew out at the same time.
The guard in front of Qu Shanling was also sent flying, but it wasn't him who did it. Qu Shanling's hand stopped in mid-air, and he looked at the guard who was blown away in surprise. Then, he looked at the newcomer with even greater surprise.
Mu Hanyan and others were equally surprised. It was not too difficult to knock these guards away. They could all do it, but when they saw the person who made the move, they found it incredible.
The person who appeared before him was a boy about seven or eight years old, or more accurately, still a child. Although he was dressed like an adult in tight clothes, he had red lips, white teeth, and a delicate complexion, looking like a cute little porcelain doll.
However, his expression at this moment was not cute at all.
He gritted his teeth, his eyes widened, his hands dragging the door bolt, his face full of anger and he looked like a desperate man.
The door bolt was more than three feet long and not much thinner than his thigh. He just held it with both hands and dragged it diagonally behind him. It looked as funny as it could be. However, no one could laugh when they saw the guards who were knocked unconscious on the spot.
After all, he was a seventh-rank swordsman, and in the eyes of ordinary civilians, he was already a formidable master. Yet, he was knocked unconscious by a seven or eight-year-old child.
Innate divine power! Mu Hanyan finally understood what innate divine power was.
"Who are you?" Rong Tianhai was also shocked, but then he calmed down and asked Mu Hanyan and others.
Qu Shanling and the young man attacked at the same time, and he naturally thought they were a group of people.
Behind him, the guards no longer dared to be careless as before. They all drew their swords and looked at Mu Hanyan and others vigilantly, with waves of cold and murderous intent emanating from their bodies.
Ninth-rank Swordsman. Mu Hanyan hadn't guessed wrong; these people were indeed much stronger.
"I'm not with them. It's none of their business. If you want to find someone, look for me." Without waiting for Mu Hanyan and the others to speak, the young man spoke. His voice still had a childish tone, but his aura was full of heroic spirit.
"Hey, Xiao Linzi, didn't I tell you to stay in the house? Why are you coming out?" Old Master Fang said anxiously and worriedly.
"Grandpa, Fang family's affairs are my affairs. How can a man be a coward?" The little guy puffed out his chest and said proudly. I don't know where he learned it from. Although he is not very old, he speaks like a little adult.
"Heroes are born young indeed. I never thought the Fang family would have such a descendant. Luckily I came today, otherwise I might have given your Fang family a chance to turn things around." Rong Tianhai gave the young man a sinister look, raised his eyebrow, pointed at him and ordered, "Capture him and bring him back to the head of the family for his punishment."
After listening to what the young man and Old Man Fang said, he realized that the young man was a descendant of the Fang family and was not of the same kind as Mu Hanyan and others, so he was too lazy to even look at them.
Several guards behind him moved and surrounded the young man.
The young man had just knocked away several Seven Sword Rank warriors in one fell swoop. One reason was his natural strength, and the other was his surprise attack. After all, no one would have thought that a mere seven or eight-year-old child could have such amazing strength.
However, the people who attacked now were ninth-rank swordsmen, and they were well prepared. Naturally, they would not suffer the same loss as before. The young man had just swung the door bolt when it was cut off by a sword from one of them. Then, several of them slapped the young man with their palms at the same time.
The young man moved his feet and slapped out with his palm.
A fifth-level swordsman! Mu Hanyan was even more surprised. It turned out that in addition to his innate supernatural power, this child also had the strength of a fifth-level swordsman. I really don’t know how he cultivated it. Did he start practicing since he was in the womb?
Thinking about her cultivation level at this age... ahem, to be more precise, she had no cultivation level at all. Mu Hanyan couldn't help feeling sad.
Although he had the strength of a fifth-level swordsman and was born with supernatural powers, he was just a child after all. How could he compete with several ninth-level swordsmen? With a muffled groan, the boy was blown away, his face pale.
Those ninth-rank swordsmen did not stop and continued to slap him with their palms. It seemed that they were afraid of him and wanted to seriously injure him before taking him back to the Rong family.
"Stop!" Qu Shanling roared and flew up.
"Do it!" Mu Hanyan said coldly.
Although she didn't like to meddle in other people's business, she couldn't bear to see several ninth-level swordsmen besieging a child who was only seven or eight years old.
As soon as the words fell, Huayue and Zirong stepped forward. They hadn't bullied anyone for a long time, and they were really a little uncomfortable with it.
Jiang Yuzhe also let out a strange cry, and his figure flashed and disappeared.
"Ah..." Soon, a series of screams like ghosts and wolves howling echoed in the air.
The devil sword, the demon sword, and the ghost sword are the three evil stars with a bad reputation in another time and space. They can stop children from crying at night. Their reputation is not in vain.
Although they are all ninth-level swordsmen, Hua Yue's ruthlessness, Zirong's viciousness, and Jiang Yuzhe's elusiveness are absolutely incomparable to other swordsmen of the same level. What's more, they have a great swordsman to help them.
"How dare you interfere in the affairs of my Rong family? Are you really tired of living?" Seeing several of his men being beaten to the ground and wailing, Rong Tianhai was shocked and angry, and roared in a fierce voice.
Judging from their clothes, he guessed that Mu Hanyan and her group came from far away, otherwise how would they dare to interfere in the affairs of his Rong family.
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