"Hey, Shidaoyou came back so soon, have you already found the remnant sword?" Fang Bo was not even able to say anything, and asked him to open the door.

"Fortunately, not to be insulted!" Shi Mu said, the light flashed in his hand, and the large ancient sword was in his hand.

When this statement came out, everyone along with Fang Bo was a glimpse, but after seeing the objects exposed by Shi Mu, they were horrified and their eyes were immediately attracted to the past.

Fang Bo was reaching out to catch the broken sword while smiling and asked:

"I didn't expect Shidaoyou to be so good. When he got out of the horse, he regained the treasure. Right, has the thief of the swordsman been killed?"

"Oh, it’s fast." Shi Mumei picked up and chuckled.

Fang Bo was heard a word, and then saw Shi Mu single-handedly lifted his fist, his fist was slightly blurred, and then a golden fist shadow rushed in front of him, and he was so surprised that he quickly stopped the sword.

"铛"!

The golden fist shadow fell on the remnant sword, and was suddenly shaken out by a huge force. After a series of seven or eight steps, it was only to see how to stabilize the figure.

"Shimu, what do you do?" Fang Jingde, who was on the side, raised his face with a sigh of anger and shouted.

"Bold mad, dare to attack the owner..."

"court death……"

Everyone around the house suddenly became shocked and screamed, showing the spirits and other things in their hands.

"stop!"

Just then, I only heard a burst of fire in the air.

Everyone in the room was a glimpse, and they all turned their eyes to the air, but after seeing a ragged ugly man figure, he fell to the side of Shi Mu.

"Shi Mu, how dare you dare to join our family traitors to come to our home to scatter wild, what is the intention?" Fang Jinghai asked loudly.

"Miscellaneous things, even my voice can not hear it?" Ugly man's eyebrows upside down, yelled.

Fang Jinghai stunned for a moment, and was about to scream, but his shoulder was shot and he could not export.

He looked back and saw Fang Jingde pressing his shoulder and motioning him not to talk.

"This voice... is the owner?" a lean old man suddenly cried.

"But what is the appearance of this..." Another person also screamed.

"You, I am the master of your home, Bo Zheng! That person is the reverse thief Jin Wugui, I was disfigured by this villain, but in desperation, I fled with a sword!" The ugly man raised his arm and pointed to the old man The sword’s "Fang Bozheng" is angry and screams.

"Jin Wugui? Didn't he die outside the city three years ago? Even the corpse capital did not stay, is it..." Someone immediately exclaimed.

"Don't listen to this traitor's letter, I am your homeowner. Now the ancient sword has been recovered, and it is quickly smashed! This stone priest is a disciple of the Holy Land, colluding with the traitor, and winning it together!" In the hands of the ancient sword, he shouted.

Under his command, everyone in the field did not act immediately.

Everyone's eyes are moving back and forth between the two people. Obviously, they are all incapable of determining between them.

"Dare to ask the owner, why in the past three years, I suddenly asked me to increase the intensity of minerals and dig the veins?" Fang Jingde suddenly turned and turned toward Jinwu, and asked in a loud voice.

"Minerals are an important resource in our family. If we increase the intensity of mining, what are the problems?" Jinwu turned his back.

"If I don't remember the wrong words, the Fang family will train, and ask future generations to live within their means. They must not be willing to take care of them, and they will do what they want to eat. How dare you ask your family to follow?" Fang Jingde said.

"From now on, the development of Fangjia is at a critical moment, and naturally it needs sufficient resources to support it!" Jin Wugui said.

"Then why the income of the family has not increased?" asked the former lean old man.

"Dare to ask the owner, my family..."

......

After the beginning of Fang Jingde, everyone in the Fangjia dialect asked me about the counterfeit "Fang Bozheng". Obviously, they also felt very confused about the temperament of their homeowners in recent years.

"Haha... In fact, it is very easy to distinguish between true and false." Without waiting for Jinwu to speak, Shimu suddenly laughed.

After that, he stepped out and punched the Jinwu.

"嗖"

Another huge golden fist shadow whistling!

Jin Wugui immediately brought up the blade and swept away toward the fist, but saw the dim light on the blade, such as the blunt iron on the boxing shadow.

"铛"!

The large-scale ancient sword was straight away from the control of Jin Wugui, and the wheel turned and flew out.

In midair, the ugly man Fang Bo was sinking himself and descended. He grasped the old sword that had fallen back from the handle.

As soon as the ancient sword entered his hand, the sword body immediately swayed, and a number of ambiguous sword shadows emerged, as the array of platoons was generally distributed behind them.

"Without my family's blood, you also want to use the old swearing swords? You are crazy!" Fang Bo is screaming, and the sword is pointed, there are dozens of stunned swords, flying out.

"Thousand shadow swordsmanship, it really is the owner!"

"The man is really Jinwugui? But how is his appearance..."

In the face of the fierce swordsmanship, Jin Wugui actually did not retreat.

But when he saw his arms stretched out, his body suddenly glowed with golden light, and then his arms turned, and the wide sleeves of the clothes brought a golden light, and the dozens of swords and shadows were rolled in and shattered.

"Haha... These three years have been forbearing to play as your waste, and it’s really hard!" Jin Wu said that his identity was revealed, and he snorted.

After all, I saw that his figure was once again raised a foot high, and the skin on the surface suddenly turned gray, and he fell from his cheek, revealing his original appearance.

It was a face of a middle-aged man who looked rather hazy. His forehead was prominent, his eye sockets were deep, his nose was high, but he was not bent, but there was not much meat on his cheeks, and his chin was a bit too sharp.

"Shameless people, dare to pretend to be my family's master." A face-faced gray-shirt old man saw it and shouted.

"This person is really Jinwugui!"

"Jokes, you think I am willing to come to you this **** Fangjiabao!" Jin Wu said with a cold smile.

I saw a robes on his body, and an invisible momentum swept through in an instant. The breath that it circulated also rose, and finally stopped in the middle of the sky.

"The mid-term of the sky..." Fang Jinghai said with a trembling voice.

"This man is actually a mid-term warrior!"

Everyone in the Fang family saw this and could not help but reveal the complex colors.

Rao is the master of their home, Bo Zheng, but it is only a peak of the early days of the martial arts. In addition to the family, there are only two ethnic elders who have been stationed abroad for many years to achieve the heavens.

For such an adversary, their home is a group attack, how many odds can they count?

At this time, Fang Bo was also showing a hesitant color. After a long while, he was hard to open:

"Jin Wugui...you go, the grievances between us are now written off, as long as you don't have to step into our home for a half step in the future, I will never have happened before!"

Everyone listens, and there is a bitter color on the surface, but there is nothing to help. After all, if you really try to fight, although you can leave the other side, but they suffer a heavy loss, they are still their home.

"Ha ha ha... I want to let me go so far? How easy it is! It is easy to get acquainted with it. I will give you a good life, and I will let you all have a way to live!" Channel.

"You..." Fang Bo is holding his sword, but his heart is full of bitterness.

If there is no hardship for the past three years, he is still in the peak state. With his sword in his hand, he may dare to fight with one, but now he has been wounded for a long time, how can he dare to take the life of the whole family to gamble?

But those who are on the scene, in addition to themselves, who can fight with each other?

"Fang Jiazhu, you have promised to give me this, you can't repent!" At this time, Shi Mu said, and led everyone's eyes.

"Shi Daoyou, the situation is stronger than the people, I..." Fang Bozheng’s words have not been finished, they were interrupted by Shi Mu.

"I said that I would help you to regain the family. Naturally, it would include removing the fake home. If he died, there should be no other problem?" asked Shi Mu.

"This... well, my family's fate, I will bear the hand of Shidaoyou!" Fang Bo was looking at Shi Mu, a little bit of indulgence, and finally bite his teeth and said.

"Homeowner, this guy's district is the peak of the level, you can't be confused for a while, just..." Fang Jinghai's words have not been finished, and Fang Bozheng is angry and interrupted.

"shut up!"

"Shi Xiaozi uttered madness! But I did not intend to let you go, and it has caused me to work hard for decades. I will come to life!" Jin Wu returned to the cold.

The voice just fell, but seeing the golden light flashing in his hand, a golden light slender bone whip rolled out and swept toward the neck of Shi Mu.

Shi Mu was prepared as well, and he stepped back and forth at the foot. At the same time, the body was lit up, and the whole body was wrapped in golden light. The fire wing was behind, and the wishful iron rod was also held in his hand.

I saw that the golden bone whip was not sweeping, turned around in the air, and swept it again.

"drink!"

Shi Mu’s wrist turned, and the wishful stick swept out. The stick head took a black shadow and collided with the long whip.

The sound of "啪" sounded softly!

The whip of the golden bone whip turned around and wrapped around the black long stick of Shi Mu.

Shi Mu hands and force, slammed a long stick, but found that the long stick was firmly tied by the long whip, and could not withdraw.

At the same time, Shi Mu's nose fluttered a few times, and found a scent of scent that passed along the stick.

He only felt his head boring, his consciousness was a little fuzzy, his heart was a glimpse, and the dark passage was not good.

At this moment, Jin Wu slammed into the mouth, and the hand holding the whip suddenly danced. The long whip whip immediately twisted like a long dragon, and took a huge and unparalleled force to attack Shi She.

Shi Mu only felt that the whole body was light, and the whole person was pulled into the air by a force.

Jin Wu returned to the long whip, turned a circle in the air, and once again rushed to Shimu.

"Hey!"

Shi Mu only felt a sound like a thunder, and it sounded in the ear. When it was too late to dodge, it was pulled by the long whip and fell from the air and landed on the ground.

Fortunately, his body was covered with gold scales, and this whip did not cause much damage.

However, Shi Mu just climbed from the ground and saw a flower in front of him. A golden whip came to his eyes in the blink of an eye. He slammed on his right shoulder and threw him out.