From the Ming Dynasty, we will conquer the world

Chapter 94: Baptism of Wu Xingyun, Hype Dog Murong Fu (-word chapter)
In the more than ninety years and thirty thousand days of Wu Xingyun's life, he had torn Li Qiu Shui to pieces thousands of times in his dreams at least. But none of them was as cruel, brutal, and brutal as what he saw before his eyes.

After all, Wu Xingyun was a woman who loved beauty. Even if she wanted to take someone's life, she didn't like to see the smelly scene of blood splattering. She would just wave her hand slightly and use her internal force to kill people invisibly.

Therefore, Wu Xingyun had never even seen such a method of killing, let alone practice it herself!
Looking at Li Qiu Shui's twisted corpse, Wu Xingyun did not feel much joy in his heart. Instead, he felt an unprecedented coldness.

She always called Li Qiu Shui a "bitch" and was dedicated to turning the "bitch" into a "dead person".

But it was not until now that Hsing Yung realized that there are many kinds of “dead people”.

She only now realized that when a person is crushed to death, it can look so ugly.

What's more, the person who was crushed was not someone else, but her old enemy who had been entangled and fighting with her for decades.

This incomparable impact made even Wu Xingyun, a master who had been sitting on Piaomiao Peak for decades without being distracted and focused, feel distracted.

Xu Xing loosened his hand, letting Li Qiushui's body fall. He sighed and said with emotion:

“That’s true nature.”

Although he did not agree with Li Qiu Shui's character, Xu Xing had to admit that she was just like the general. She spoke from her heart and did what she wanted to do.

At least, she lived a happy life.

Xu Xing turned around and looked at Wu Xingyun. His thick sword-like eyebrows raised and the corners of his knife-like firm mouth twitched, revealing an expression completely different from when he faced Li Qiu Shui.

Although it was extremely difficult to discern, Wu Xingyun could still tell that it was a smile full of approval.

Wu Xingyun glanced at Li Qiu Shui's body again. The sharp contrast made her white throat roll a few times and she became speechless for a moment.

"With such a fragile physique, you have fought me head-on and managed to get to this point. You are quite good."

Xu Xing's pair of deep blue pupils revealed a murderous intent that would make any creature on the ground crawl on the ground. He was like a man-eating beast, baring his teeth and saying:
"You still want to fight?"

Hwang Heroine Wisdom keenly noticed that the word Xu Xing used was not even “fierce battle” but “maneuvering”.

Although Xu Xing's tone did not contain the slightest contempt, Wu Xingyun still felt an unprecedented humiliation.

The cold beauty was filled with rage. The chill, fear, and terror that originally filled her body were burned away by the rage like ice and snow.

Wu Xingyun was so angry that he was shaking all over. His chest rose and fell several times. He took a sudden step forward, clenched his teeth, and said in a decisive tone, as if he wanted to devour Xu Xing's flesh and blood alive:

"beat!"

Although her hairpins were broken by Xu Xing and her skirt was torn into pieces, Wu Xingyun still held her neck high with pride, and stared at Xu Xing with her moon-like eyes.

Although she is a woman, the courage and ambition she displayed at this moment are better than those of 99% of the heroes in the world.

After Wu Xingyun uttered this word, she stopped talking and waved her hand to completely cut off the hem of her skirt that was in the way, revealing a pair of long, round legs that were dazzlingly white even in the dark.

She then shook off her tattered sleeves, leaving her two slender hands exposed to the shoulders.

Even though he was covered in dust and tattered clothes, Wu Xingyun looked exceptionally heroic and awe-inspiring at this moment.

Xu Xing laughed even more happily. Compared with people like Li Qiushui, he admired the indomitable Tong Lao in front of him more.

In fact, although Wu Xingyun’s martial arts skills are high, he is not the kind of practical master who can fight his way out of a sea of ​​blood and corpses step by step.

She has no lack of talent or opportunities, and is carefully trained by the supreme grandmaster and the strongest person in the world, Xiaoyaozi.

Divine skills manuals, magic weapons, rare treasures, all kinds of conditions that a martial artist with one of them can dominate the world, achieve fame for the whole life, or even found a sect and dominate the world for a hundred years. All of these conditions are added to her.

It can be said that Wu Xingyun is truly the kind of person who is loved by everyone. Looking around the world, the only people who have her qualities are the "Four Famous Detectives" of the previous generation of Zizaimen.

Her relationship with Wuyazi is exactly similar to that between Yuan Shisanxian and Zhuge Zhengwo.

The difference is that there are not so many bloody emotional twists and turns between Wu Xingyun and Wuyazi.

And if you really think about it, Wu Xingyun is the real winner.

Although Wuyazi was better than her and won Li Canghai's heart, in the end, he was plotted against by his disciple Ding Chunqiu because of his failure to judge people. He sat in Wuliang Mountain and suffered inhuman torture for decades before he was finally freed.

Wu Xingyun, however, possesses all the treasures left by Xiaoyaozi. Except for a ring that symbolizes the leader's token, he has everything. It is no exaggeration to say that he is the orthodox one of the Xiaoyao Sect.

Therefore, although she is also extreme and obsessed with winning or losing with Wuyazi, she is not as crazy as Yuan Shisanxian, who has been defeated time and time again and has failed miserably in everything from his life to his martial arts to his disciples.

In fact, during the decades that Wu Xingyun sat alone in the snowy mountains, even his hatred was refined to a pure state.

She actually just wanted to defeat Wuyazi, prove her own strength, and prove that her "Eight Desolations and Six Directions I Am the Only One" was no less powerful than the "Northern Sea Divine Art".

——It’s not even a kill.

Now, his great enemy Wuyazi died after passing on his skills, and his old rival Li Qiushui died miserably in battle. Wu Xingyun looked around, and the hatred in his heart suddenly disappeared.

Her only remaining obsession was to use her own martial arts to compete with the "Northern Divine Art".

With this in mind, Wu Xingyun put all his attention into the next battle, which would decide not only the outcome, but also life and death.

It is this kind of concentration that makes Xu Xing admire her even more.

It is really not easy for someone who does not fight often to have this level of fighting spirit.

Out of such admiration, he did not even choose to attack immediately. Instead, he waited generously for Wu Xingyun to finish regulating his breathing and raised the power of "I Am the Only One in the Eight Desolations and Six Directions" to its peak before he slowly stepped forward.

Wu Xingyun looked at Xu Xing, his heart tense and his thoughts racing.

In the battle just now, she had already realized the root of Xu Xing's strength—it was that simple and direct force, and every blow required her to use all her strength to barely resist it.

This type of fighting style is the most difficult to find flaws in.

What's more, in addition to pure strength, this man's boxing skills are so varied that they are enough to make all the boxing masters from ancient times to the present feel ashamed.

Although Wu Xingyun used the "Only I Am Supreme" skill to promote the "Heavenly Mountain Plum Blossom Hand", he was confident that he would not lose to the genuine version promoted by the "Formless Divine Art".

But even so, she couldn't gain even the slightest advantage in the area of ​​changing her moves.

If Wu Xingyun could break all kinds of martial arts in the world with one strike of his palm, then Xu Xing could always derive 10,100 or 10,200 kinds of martial arts from them.

Even though it was just a little more, it was already an insurmountable chasm for Wu Xingyun.

——How can we defeat an opponent whose moves, strength, physique, and even invisible spiritual will are so strong and so impeccable?

Wu Xingyun’s answer was – stronger than him.

Only if you are a little bit stronger than him in some aspect at a certain moment, will you be qualified to seize that slim chance of victory!

Thinking of this, Wu Xingyun's eyes focused, the murderous aura between his brows condensed like substance, his body lowered slightly, and his skills suddenly rose to the peak.

Her long black hair fluttered in the wind, all dyed crystal white by her inner strength, just like the frost and snow on the top of the misty peak, releasing all the frosty and cold air that had accumulated for thousands of years.

The sky and earth were extremely cold, and the wind was howling.

Today is the Cold Dew season and the Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching. The weather is cold and chilly. It is also a full-moon night with the ice moon shining brightly.

Snow is originally condensed from icy air, and when it meets the extremely cold moonlight of the Yin Moon, the combination of the two extremely cold forces makes Xu Xing feel a little "cold" even before Wu Xingyun actually uses this move.

To him, this was an extremely incredible thing.

With Xu Xing's physique, even if he did nothing but stood there, he could melt the thick snow within a radius of ten feet in the coldest days of winter. Even if he lasted for several days and nights, he wouldn't even take a breath.

Xu Xing already felt that Wu Xingyun's move was to use his internal force to completely awaken the organ in his body that had been dormant for a long time, and to burn the foundation of his internal force in exchange for this instantaneous explosion.

Wu Xingyun's current state is somewhat similar to the time when Ling Luoshi used the "Hemen" to absorb the murderous intent of heaven and earth and completely fell into the path of evil.

The difference is that Wu Xingyun, with a spiritual state close to "harmony between man and nature", embraced and refined these spiritual powers, and also integrated the internal strength he had cultivated throughout his life into them, and finally sublimated them into the next attack.

In this way, although she is not as good as Ling Luoshi of "Four Gates" in fighting with Xu Xing, she is still better in a single burst!
In Wu Xingyun's eyes at this moment, Xu Xing's image had even been separated from that meter-tall heroic body and turned into the vast and boundless Xuanming North Sea.

Can my sense of self-centeredness conquer this endless ocean and infinite waves? !

Wu Xingyun didn’t know, but she was willing to sacrifice her lifelong martial arts achievements and her own life to find out the truth!
The two palms collided head-on, and the difference in size couldn't be more obvious.

But Wu Xingyun's tiny palm actually shook Xu Xing's giant body. The water-blue spiritual light emanating from his body immediately turned into raging waves.

The blue spiritual energy rolled back and forth, sweeping everywhere. The area within a radius of twenty feet turned into a turbulent sea, rolling up thousands of waves.

Behind Xu Xing, an extremely straight "passage" opened up, with traces of frost-white color spreading out for fifteen or sixteen feet, completely cutting through the ground.

The surging aqua-blue light also separated for three breaths before surging again and flooding the passage.

The aftermath of the powerful energy was surging, destroying all existence in the four directions and eight poles. The corpses of Li Qiu Shui and the He family were hit again, crushed into pure bone and flesh powder, and merged into the raging airflow.

At this moment, in the center of the battlefield, the only people who could stand were two extremely powerful masters.

Wu Xingyun slowly withdrew his hand. His long, frosty white hair broke into pieces. The originally crystal clear hair turned into a dead, withered pale color. Before it could even flutter in the wind, it had already turned into ashes.

Soon, Wu Xingyun's waist-length hair turned into shoulder-length hair. Her right arm was bent sharply, obviously completely dislocated, and the knees of her two long legs were bleeding.

Wu Xingyun's body shook violently, swaying again and again, his white hair fluttering and scattered, looking like a lonely reed that could be broken by the violent wind at any time, with nowhere to go.

Even so, she still did not fall down, and even forced her head up, raised her cold and pretty face with blood flowing out of all seven orifices, and asked in a trembling voice:
"How about my martial arts?"

Xu Xing shook his wrist to put the slightly displaced wrist bone back into place, and then commented word by word:
"It is indeed a good idea that I am the only one who rules the world.

However, in the martial arts, there may not be a difference in strength, but there is a difference between you and me."

Wu Xingyun moved his neck vertebrae with difficulty and smiled sadly:
"To have found a successor like you, this old man Wuyazi is quite lucky. What happened to him and Canghai in the end?"

Xu Xing recalled Wuyazi's carefree figure, and the fighting spirit in his heart disappeared without a trace. He sighed with regret but still decisively:
"He must have walked very happily on the last leg of his journey."

Due to the agreement, even though Xu Xing had been practicing in the depths of Wuliang Mountain for nearly a month, he did not go to the place that Wuyazi mentioned.

Even someone like Xu Xing, who has always been pragmatic and down-to-earth, occasionally needs to leave some room for imagination.

——Wuyazi’s final destination was one of them.

It seemed that as long as Xu Xing didn't go looking for him or witness it with his own eyes, this handsome senior brother would still be alive somewhere in the world, living the free life he most longed for.

Wu Xingyun's beautiful eyes lit up when she heard his tone, but then quickly dimmed as she said with relief:
"This old man is lucky. With a brilliant junior like you in charge of the Xiaoyao Sect, it should be the most prestigious sect among all the countries in the world. I have no regrets in this life. Let's get started."

Xu Xing recalled Wuyazi's last instructions from his memories just now, shook his head, returned to his normal state, put his hands behind his back and looked at the bright moon in the sky, and said in a leisurely voice:

"Although you have used evil methods to enslave others and your moods have been unpredictable, you have ultimately been trapped in the Tianshan Mountains, and have tortured many people from the evil sects. You have not really done any evil. Unlike people like Li Qiushui, I have no intention of taking your life.

However, the death penalty can be avoided, but the punishment of life cannot be escaped. Since you love to force others into slavery, you should also taste the same feeling yourself. "

When Wu Xingyun heard these words, the complicated emotions in her heart suddenly disappeared. She glared with her beautiful eyes and sneered:
"How can I live in disgrace?!"

As she spoke, she was about to use her inner strength to sever her own heart meridians, but Xu Xing seemed to have anticipated this and appeared in front of her in a flash.

He reached out and grabbed with one hand, then lifted up Wu Xingyun's body. The "Muni Zhu" appeared between his eyebrows, and murderous aura rushed out, immediately dispersing her mind and making her unable to control her internal force.

Xu Xing looked at her, his face was calm and his voice was even calmer:
"In front of me, life and death are no longer up to you."

Although Wu Xingyun was unable to control his inner strength, he was still able to speak. He said in a cold voice:
"You can control me for a while, but can you control me forever?"

Xu Xing smiled slightly:
"Has the Palace Master ever heard of the Tantric initiation method?"

Wu Xingyun was stunned, and immediately flew into a rage. Regardless of the fact that he was seriously injured and dying, and was controlled by others, he immediately bared his teeth and claws, determined to fight Xu Xing to the death:
"You look like a decent person, but you are so mean and shameless. Wuyazi is really blind—"

Although Wu Xingyun has been sitting on Piaomiao Peak for many years, he has long heard about the "initiation" techniques of Tantric Buddhism and what they actually are.

For someone like her who has always been chaste and self-admiring, it would be better for her to die than to receive the "initiation"!

Unfortunately, before Wu Xingyun could finish her words, Xu Xing thought she was too noisy and twisted his wrist, breaking her bones.

Wu Xingyun's internal energy had already been sealed, and his body had been badly injured. After this blow, he immediately rolled his eyes and fainted.

Xu Xing had no idea why Wu Xingyun was so excited, and he had some complaints about the evaluation of "despicable and shameless", but he was too lazy to argue with a defeated general like Wu Xingyun who was barking and had no manners at all.

Xu Xing's idea was very simple. After the war was over, he would hand Wu Xingyun over to Jiumozhi, and ask him to take action together with Liang Dian and Cai Kuang to consecrate, initiate and baptize the Lord of Lingjiu Palace.

With the help of Jiumozhi, the co-leader of Tantric Buddhism, Liang Dian and Cai Kuang, two genuine Vajra Masters, and Xu Xing, the true Buddha on earth, no matter how strong Wu Xingyun's character is, he can't do anything.

You know, even Tathagata Buddha suppressed Monkey King with just one slap, and Xu Xing even brought three guardians with him. What kind of concept is this?
From then on, even if the Lord of Lingjiu Palace had extraordinary magical powers, he could only turn over a new leaf and contribute his part to the cause of righteousness.

So, is there anything more to say to this future pillar of righteousness?
——She will understand when she grows up.

After Xu Xing knocked Wu Xingyun unconscious, he picked up her slender figure as lightly as a sack, carried her on his shoulder, and walked towards the main battlefield in the dense forest.

Just as he was taking great pains to deal with Li Qiushui and Wu Xingyun, the battle in the dense forest had reached its final stage and was almost over.

After all, before Xu Xing left, he had already eliminated "Qingmeizhu" and "Jiuyou Shenjun", the two biggest threats of the Zhuge level, and incidentally killed four first-rate masters: Lao Immortal, the Middleman, Bai Choufei, and the Single-eared Monk.

When he went to fight the two Xiaoyao elders, he also eliminated the He family masters who came to support. In this way, Tieshou and others had basically secured victory.

The only thing they had to do was to proceed steadily and cautiously, so as not to cause extra casualties due to greed and recklessness. However, even so, these masters still brought extraordinary pressure to the remaining few people.

Now, in addition to the seven great masters brought by Xu Xing, the righteous side also has two particularly fierce and practical warriors, the War Monk and Shen Huchan. The momentum is so great that it is simply unimaginable.

Among the remaining masters of Cai Jing's party, two of the four most vicious gangsters were seriously injured, and Li Yanzong had his arm broken. The only ones who truly retained their full fighting power were "Da Pi Guan" Yan Zhao, "Xiao Xue Xian" Tang Chou, and later Shen Shan Shang Ren, Ye Yunmie, and Duo Zhi Toutuo.

In terms of quantity and status, Cai Jing's side was at an absolute disadvantage.

What's more, Tie Shou's group are basically masters who are used to being besieged. For them, one against two or one against three in a fight of the same level is normal, while one against four or one against five is considered a challenge. Each of them is like a god of war.

Now, this group of people who were always under siege have joined forces to strangle the enemy, making their formation appear tight and invulnerable.

After all, among this group of people, there are quite a few who come from the Zizai Sect.

Tie Shou, Zhui Ming, Yang Jian and Xiao Jianseng are all masters of Zhuge Shenhou's school. Duan Yu, Hua Zhendai and Shen Huchan are the direct disciples of Master Lancan.

The War Monk, Jiumozhi, Liang Dian, and Cai Kuang are a little shabby and can't get along well with the people from the Zizai Sect. They can barely form a monk bond.

Their cooperation made the masters on Cai Jing's side cry. Different from the masters on the righteous side, this group of people were used to group fights and cooperating with others on weekdays.

But their entire understanding of group fights can be summed up in just one sentence - hide your strength, make a fortune in silence, and be careful of your teammates to avoid a setback.

Since they came for power and profit, there is naturally no basis for mutual trust. Now that they have seen this group of righteous people, they are filled with endless emotions.

This attitude of fighting side by side and being able to trust each other with life and death is really dazzling.

The strategy adopted by Tie Shou and others was a simple one-on-one fight, while the Beggar Gang, Su Mengzhen, Jiumozhi, and the War Monk served as the general reserve team, providing support for everyone. As long as there was a mistake anywhere or a flaw appeared, they would take action immediately.

Jiumozhi keeps his eyes and ears open, always paying attention to battlefield developments, ready to support or kill the enemy at any time.

But after looking at the battlefield for a while, he found something wrong.

Jiumozhi stared at the ordinary-looking young man with a broken arm, dressed only as a soldier, and felt an extremely familiar feeling from him.

After watching several rounds carefully, he suddenly shouted loudly. His voice was filled with the methods of "One Hundred and Six Thousand Bright Lion's Roars" and "Heavenly Dragon Chanting", which sounded like morning bells and evening drums, awakening the deaf:
"Sir, are you a descendant of the Murong family in the Central Plains? May I ask how to address Murong Bo?"

When Li Yanzong first heard Jiumozhi's powerful voice, which was forced out by his mental power and internal strength, his mind was suddenly shocked.

But his hands were not slow. With just a shake and a grab, he actually deflected Zhui Ming's leg force.

Zhui Ming was surprised by this move, and his body spun around like a leaf in the wind, unpredictable, floating three feet away, before he shouted quickly:

"The Murong family, the stars have turned, it's you, Murong Fu!"

Hearing Jiumozhi and Zhui Ming's shouts, the masters of both good and evil, although they were fighting fiercely, couldn't help but divert some of their attention and look at Li Yanzong.

Over the past hundreds of years, the Murong family has always produced many talented people and has a rich heritage.

They did not form an alliance called "family" but actually "gang" like the "Thirteen Families of Wulin", but insisted on bloodline and clan.

Their previous patriarch Murong Shiqing was as famous as the previous Wudang master Taichan Zhenren and Shaolin abbot Master Tianzheng.

When Murong Shiqing died in a power gang war, his successor Murong Bo was also a great man.

After Murong Bo came to power, he took advantage of the opportunity when "the great king Zhu" Zhu Xiawu died at the hands of the great hero Xiao Qiu Shui and annexed all the "Twelve Linked Docks Waterways of the Three Gorges of the Yangtze River" forces left by him.

As a result, the Murong family almost unified the martial arts forces on the south bank of the Yangtze River, and thus earned the name "Southern Murong", and was known as the "Northern Beggar Gang" of Junshan.

In fact, in the eyes of many martial artists, the Beggars' Sect, which is in a period of transition, has a mix of good and bad people, and is facing the disaster of division, is not worthy of being mentioned together with the Murong family.

At that time, the Murong family had expanded and prospered, with disciples spread all over Jiangnan. Its influence was so intertwined that it was difficult to shake. Even big sects like Liufenbantang and Jinfengxiyulou had to treat them with caution.

It’s a pity that Murong Bo disappeared for no apparent reason when he was in his prime, becoming an unsolved case in the martial arts world.

Although the Murong family also has several masters with profound skills, they are unable to protect such a family business when surrounded by wolves. They can only shrink their sphere of influence and plan for the future.

The so-called "follow-up" refers to Murong Bo's son, Murong Fu.

When Mr. Murong was only sixteen years old, he had already mastered the "Dou Zhuan Xing Yi" and was considered a rival of the Beggars' Sect's young leader Qiao Feng, who had just returned from Shaolin and mastered the "Twenty-Eight Dragon Subduing Palms".

At that time, although the power of the Murong family had shrunk, its vitality was intact and it was still able to suppress the Beggars' Sect. Therefore, "Murong in the South, Beggars' Sect in the North" was changed to "Murong in the South, Qiao Feng in the North".

The meaning of Nan Murong changed from the Murong family to Murong Fu himself.

Strictly speaking, their situations are indeed similar. Both of them are tasked with the mission of reviving their respective forces, and both are young heroes who are famous for their time. This combination is actually a kind of encouragement and praise from their predecessors.

However, Murong Fu was still young and arrogant, and looked down on the Beggars' Sect's peasants from the bottom of his heart. He was determined to defeat Qiao Feng and make this so-called young leader a footnote to his life legend.

But he didn't expect that the name "Murong Fu" didn't even qualify as a footnote in Qiao Feng's legendary career.

After learning the "Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms" by himself, Qiao Feng's martial arts improved not only by a thousand miles, but by ten thousand miles, and even a hundred thousand miles!

By the time he was 20 years old, the young leader had conquered the five original branches and became the undisputed leader of the Beggars' Sect, instantly reviving the vitality of this bloated and declining gang.

From then on, the Murong of Nan Murong was changed to Murong Family. Murong Fu could never have imagined that at an age when his martial arts were not yet fully developed, Qiao Feng had already completed the ultimate mission of reviving the Beggars' Sect.

After three years of hard training, he wanted to challenge Qiao Feng, but then he heard that the chief gang leader had defeated Liang Dian and Cai Kuang alone, and would invite all the friendly Beggar Gang sects to join the original five branches, expanding the original five branches into ten major branches.

From then on, even if the entire Murong family was tied together, they were not worthy of being compared with him. The elders of the Murong family no longer dared to "scam" him. The saying "Murong in the South, Qiao Feng in the North" disappeared into thin air.

The name Murong Fu immediately became a symbol of big words.

Even within the Murong family, there were some rumors about him.

——Look, this is the overconfident Mr. Murong.

——Hahahaha, he is not worthy enough to compete with Boss Qiao!
Some time later, Qiao Feng accidentally learned about this matter and was surprised. He explained it casually on some occasion:
"In fact, Master Murong is also a martial arts talent with a promising future. I am also optimistic about him."

When this incident happened, everyone praised Boss Qiao, the senior master, for his magnanimity and extraordinary bearing. Even the Murong family breathed a sigh of relief, as if they had forgotten that he and Murong Fu were of the same generation.

——Murong Fu remembered.

But what if I remember?

What can he use now to compete with Qiao Feng and fight against the leader of the Beggars' Sect?

Just when Murong Fu's heart was going through ups and downs and he was about to put the matter behind him and live his life as "Murong Fu" instead of "Nan Murong", things changed again.

Thanks to Qiao Feng's magnanimity, the elders of the Murong family not only did not reflect on themselves, but instead felt that this "binding" path could continue.

After all, with the rise of Qiao Feng, the name of their Murong family gradually became known to more people. In this world, fame equals relationships, and relationships equals power.

Therefore, this group of elders did not give up on the devastated Murong Fu, but tied him together with another young genius in the martial arts world, and called them the two great geniuses of the younger generation.

This person is called Tie Youxia.

In fact, at this time Murong Fu was already several years older than Tie Youxia, and there were already complaints about this in the martial arts world.

However, Tie Youxia had not yet made a name for himself as the "Iron Hand" that year, let alone being one of the "Four Famous Detectives" bestowed by the emperor. Besides, Zhuge Zhengwo and Tie Youxia did not care about such things, so we just let them go.

This was also the inspiration that the Murong elders got after what happened to Qiao Feng. If they were to choose someone, they had to choose a righteous person who was famous throughout the world and had a broad mind, and at least would not easily bring harm to his family.

If they picked someone like the Invincible Young Master or Tang Shiwu, I'm afraid that as soon as the news got out on the first day, the Murong family would be wiped out before the sun rises the next day.

After what happened with Qiao Feng, although Murong Fu's emotions were agitated for a while, he really wanted to prove himself again. Tie Youxia, as the successor of Zizai Sect and a disciple of Zhuge Zhengwo, was even more talented than Qiao Feng in terms of background, and was undoubtedly an excellent opponent.

Just when Murong Fu was bracing himself and preparing to put all his energy into fighting again against the disciple who was said to be the most promising one under Zhuge Zhengwo, news suddenly came from the martial arts world:
When a flood hit western Beijing, Tie Youxia single-handedly lifted a copper wall weighing 10,000 kilograms to stop the flood and saved hundreds of victims.

No matter how high Murong Fu thought of himself, he knew that he could never do such a thing, and everyone in the Murong family was speechless for a moment.

Soon after, news came from the palace that Zhuge Zhengwo, together with the "God of Detectives" Liu Dufeng and the "King of Detectives" Li Xuanyi, wrote a letter at the same time, allowing four of their disciples who had made great contributions several times to receive the "Jade Pendant for Quelling Rebellions" bestowed by the emperor and become the "Four Famous Detectives in the World".

Now, even if the Murong family had the courage to do so, they would not dare to touch Ci Tieshou again.

In this world, it sounds like nonsense that the people should not fight against the officials, but we also have to consider who this "official" is.

Moreover, even if Zhuge Zhengwo and Tie Shou are broad-minded, since they are in that position, people in the world who want to please them will always try their best to find an angle.

The Murong family, who were trying to scam people everywhere, were undoubtedly a good target for exploitation. Even the original saying "Murong in the South and Qiao Feng in the North" was dug up and became evidence of the guilt of the Murong family and Murong Fu himself.

For a time, not only Murong Fu himself, but even the surname Murong became notorious in the martial arts world.

Fortunately, Zhuge Zhengwo was a kind person after all, so he picked a time and asked the chief spokesperson of the Divine Marquis Mansion, the "ruthless divine detective" Sheng Yayu, to come forward and publicly announce:

"Master Murong, this person doesn't have many flaws. We are all fellow martial artists, so there is no need to be like this."

It is just rumored that there was a mysterious man who looked like Zhui Ming, spoke like Zhui Ming, and dressed like Zhui Ming. He drank and said with a smile:
"Big Brother didn't finish his words. The rest of his sentence was, this person doesn't have many good points... mmm..."

Now everyone knew that not only Wuqing had not finished his words, but the mysterious man had not finished his words either. Iron Hand wrapped his arm around the mysterious man's neck, and with a very bright smile, he dragged him back to the Shenhou Mansion.

Wuqing still had that stern expression on his face. After he finished speaking, he didn't care what anyone thought and ordered the four sword boys to push him back to the Shenhou Mansion.

After that day, almost everyone in the martial arts world knew that Master Wuqing had described Murong Fu as "a person without many good qualities."

As for whether Wuqing really meant this, not only the three fellow apprentices thought so, but Zhuge Zheng also thought so.

This disrespectful old God Marquis even asked quietly in private, but no one knew what the result was, all we knew was that the God Marquis's laughter that day was particularly... narrow.

After receiving this evaluation, Murong Fu, who was already aggrieved, became even more furious. He was a man who was unwilling to admit defeat, and he believed that he had enough first-mover advantage over both Qiao Feng and Tie Shou.

But precisely because of this, the humiliation of being overtaken and stepped on every time becomes more intense.

The elders of the Murong family, after experiencing the blow of this series of events and being ridiculed by the Shenhou Mansion, not only did not give up the hype and extortion, but instead intensified their efforts.

——Since it has come to this, we might as well try again!
Anyway, Murong Bo is dead, and their lineage is the only one in the Murong family, with only Murong Fu left. He is not loved by his grandfather or grandmother, and can be regarded as a side branch among side branches, a side branch among side branches.

In this case, why not squeeze out the last bit of value from this kid?

This time, the opponent they chose for Murong Fu was:

——Duan Yu, a disciple of the Duan family of Dali Kingdom!
During this year, Duan Yu had not yet revealed his identity as a disciple of the Zizai Sect, but was just using the name of the Dali Duan family.

Logically speaking, Murong Fu is a descendant of the Northern Yan royal family, and his status is similar to Duan Yu.

The problem is that at this time Duan Yu was not yet twenty years old, while Murong Fu was already over thirty.

In order to force the two together, the Murong family even coined the term "two great masters of the middle-aged and young generations."

An unknown "death-chasing master" Cui Liaoshang commented on this:
"Mr. Murong is incredible. His age sets the standard for young people. It's a pity that I, Old Cui, was born a few years earlier."

Murong Fu gritted his teeth and blushed at this statement. At this time, someone came to Yanziwu and sincerely invited Murong Fu to join.

This man called himself the "King of Extinction" and praised Murong Fu's ambition and vision. He believed that Murong Fu was a genius who was dragged down by the Murong family. If he could be freed from them and abandon fame and fortune, he would have a broad world of his own.

Although Murong Fu had suffered repeated setbacks in his hype career over the years, he had also had moments of success, and gradually got used to the admiring gazes from everyone.

Therefore, what he lacked most at this moment was recognition from others. Now that he was praised by senior masters and top powerhouses like the "King of Extinction", the sense of accomplishment was simply incomparable.

Therefore, Murong Fu immediately decided to join the army of King Juemie and work with him to accomplish something earth-shaking.

After making this decision, Murong Fu looked back at the people of the Murong family and his two former enemies, and a sense of superiority always arose in his heart.

Because he has found the meaning and truth of life, while these ordinary people are still burdened by fame and fighting for meaningless things.

This feeling became more obvious especially when he looked at Duan Yu. Although Murong Fu didn't want to fight with such a young boy, he still felt superior to Duan Yu.

He felt that he had transcended this competition, while Duan Yu was still trapped in it - although Duan Yu might not even know that there was such a so-called "competition".

However, this mood did not last long.

Since Murong Fu changed his name to Li Yanzong and joined the army of King Zuo Wu, he has indeed done many great things in secret, received a lot of rewards and praise, and regained his dignity and value as a human being.

But soon, he heard another name, a name that he once thought was from two different worlds from his own - Duan Yu.

This previously unknown kid turned out to be the third generation successor of Zizai Sect, and had learned the Six Meridians Divine Sword, and was able to fight against Jiumozhi? !
Others may not know who Jiumozhi is, but Murong Fu knows him very well. His father had mentioned to him many times before his death that this monk had limitless talents.

To this end, Murong Bo pretended to be a ghost and deliberately belittled himself, so as to plant the shadow of the all-encompassing magical skills of the Central Plains and the emergence of many powerful martial arts masters in the Central Plains in Jiumozhi's heart, in order to slow down his progress in martial arts.

——Of course, even Murong Bo did not expect that this move would encourage Jiumozhi to make great efforts, and he finally came out of the mountain after cultivating the tenth level of "Dragon Elephant Prajna Sutra" and "Flame Sword".

What he had not expected was that decades later, the Central Plains martial arts world was actually so unfathomable and full of hidden talents that Jiumozhi, who had practiced for many years, met with a calamity in Wuliang Mountain as soon as he came out of the mountains. He was then taken in by Xu Xing and became a worshiper of the Xiaoyao Sect.

However, no matter what, in Murong Bo's heart, Jiumozhi is a true rival who deserves no excessive attention - this cognition is also rooted in the heart of the young Murong Fu, and gradually grows into a towering tree.

Even after more than 20 years, in Murong Fu's heart, Jiumozhi was still a top master like his father. He even transferred some of his nostalgia and expectations for his father to this great monk whom he had heard of many times, and was deeply wary of this man, regarding him as a formidable enemy that was temporarily out of reach.

——But such a master was actually stopped by Duan Yu?
At that moment, Murong Fu had only one thought in his mind:

"Are you kidding me? You're better than me again?!"

(End of this chapter)