Starting with the divine power of the Great Vajra, he traversed the heavens.

Chapter 560: Combine vertically and horizontally
"Hahaha, Fu'er, for the sake of the great cause, your father must die."

Murong Bo glanced at the shocked Murong Fu, then suddenly grinned, "That's the best way to act in secret."

"Ha, that sounds nice," Ren Shaoyang laughed. "Isn't it because you're afraid that the Yanmen Pass incident will be exposed and ruin your lifelong reputation?" He shook his head and chuckled. "Indeed, your Murong clan is all show and no substance now. If you lose your reputation, then you'll truly be ruined."

Yanmen Pass?
Upon hearing this, Qiao Feng and A'Zhu looked up abruptly, their hearts pounding with shock.

"Brother Ren, what exactly is this matter concerning Yanmen Pass that you mentioned?" Qiao Feng couldn't help but ask.

Ren Shaoyang laughed and said, "Brother Qiao, there's no need to doubt it, it's exactly what you're thinking."

Qiao Feng's eyes widened as he stared intently at Murong Bo, and he shouted sharply, "He's a great villain?!"

This burly man was imposing, his head looming high, and now, with his eyes wide open in fury, he truly resembled a demon lord descended from heaven, displaying extraordinary charisma.

Ren Shaoyang secretly praised him: "No matter what realm he is in, Qiao Feng is extraordinary!"

Murong Bo chuckled at his glare but didn't reply, while Murong Fu looked on with a tense expression, as if facing a formidable enemy.

Qiao Feng ignored the man and fixed his gaze on Ren Shaoyang, clasping his hands in a fist and saying, "Brother Ren, please inform me!"

Ren Shaoyang nodded and recounted the truth about how Murong Bo's false message led to the tragic deaths of Qiao Feng's mother and her relatives.

Upon hearing this, Qiao Feng exclaimed, "I never imagined it was this fiend who caused all this trouble!" He clasped his hands in a fist salute again, "Brother Ren, don't lie to me!"

Ren Shaoyang smiled with his hands behind his back, without replying.

Hongxiu walked up behind him and stopped, then said with a chuckle, "Brother Qiao, my brother never lies."

Qiao Feng nodded silently, then looked at Murong Bo and asked, "What do you have to say?"

Murong Bo, who had been calm and composed, suddenly felt flustered and disheartened when Murong Bo was pressed by Murong Bo's piercing gaze. He paused for a moment before speaking, "I have nothing to say."

"Good!" Qiao Feng shouted, and after a moment of preparation, wood chips suddenly rose from the ground, swirling around him. He slashed with his left palm and slightly raised his right, creating a surge of power as he took the lead in attacking.

"Suffer to death!"

Now that he knew the other party was a mortal enemy, Qiao Feng didn't bother to say a word to him. He immediately unleashed his full power and attacked directly.

Murong Bo chuckled, slightly shifted his body, and threw a punch.

With two loud cracking sounds, the surrounding windows shattered and flew out, exploding in mid-air.

Qiao Feng's eyes narrowed: "The Vajra Pestle? You killed Master Xuanbei!"

Murong Bo laughed heartily, gave a thumbs-up, and said, "Chief Qiao has excellent eyesight!"

Qiao Feng took two steps forward, unleashing the "Double Dragons Emerging from the Water" move with both palms, and shouted fiercely, "Old thief Murong, you culprit, you shall die!"

Murong Bo let out a long laugh and leaped to his feet.

Two figures suddenly appeared, none other than Wu Xingyun and Li Qiushui. With a sharp cry, they each unleashed a palm strike.

With a thud, the four palms met, and Wu Xingyun and the other two women used a "chaotic catch" technique, twisting and pulling, tossing Qiao Feng up and making him stagger back three or four steps.

"Wow! What impressive skills!" Li Qiushui's eyes lit up.

"The Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms," Wu Xingyun nodded, "can be considered the best of all fist and foot techniques!"

Suddenly, Qiao Feng roared, "Again!" He struck out with his palm from several feet away, the force of which reached the two men.

Li Qiushui chuckled lightly, seemingly showing off her skills. She moved with graceful steps, relying entirely on her agility to win. Once she gained the upper hand, she launched a surprise attack without even using any moves.

Everyone saw flowers and butterflies fluttering before their eyes, but could not see their hands.

Two more loud bangs rang out, their sharp energy filling the air, and the two figures retreated.

Qiao Feng stood solemnly, his hands trembling slightly. Li Qiushui gracefully withdrew, but couldn't help clutching her chest, her breathing unsteady.

It turned out to be a lose-lose situation.

"Drink!" Qiao Feng shouted again, and struck out with another palm.

A gray shadow flashed, and Murong Bo appeared to take the hit head-on. His arm went numb, and he was secretly alarmed: "How come this guy gets stronger as the battle goes on?" With a wave of his hand, he shouted, "Wait!"

Qiao Feng felt every hair on his body stand on end as he felt a strong gust of wind approaching. Helpless, he had no choice but to retreat. In his heart, he couldn't help but be surprised: "This villain has a variety of methods and superb internal strength. He is truly extraordinary."

Thinking to himself, he turned to look at the white-robed man whose face was being pinched by Hongxiu, his expression somewhat strange. "However, compared to these two, he is still lacking in cultivation level."

Just then, Murong Bo suddenly said, "Hero Qiao, please hear me out!"

Qiao Feng said, "I have a deep-seated hatred for you, why should I listen to your rambling?"

"Hahaha!" Murong Bo laughed loudly, "That's not right!" He gestured with his hand, "Everyone here is one of the world's top masters. Are you all destined to spend your whole lives wandering the martial world?"

"What do you want to say?" Qiao Feng asked, frowning.

Murong Bo said, "I have made many contacts with various factions, including the Green Forest gangs and even Master Kumārajīva. By gathering the strength of the martial arts world, we can start an uprising together!"

"Are you going to rebel?" Hongxiu, Azi, and Azhu shouted in unison.

"That's right!" Murong Bo laughed loudly. "Having spent half my life traveling, besides a large amount of money, grain, and military supplies, I also have a vast network of connections. As long as I raise my voice, followers will flock to me, and dozens of righteous armies will respond, igniting flames of war throughout the Central Plains. The Liao, Xia, and Tubo will all come to carve up the Song Dynasty, and in the blink of an eye, we can establish a glorious legacy." He said earnestly, "Zhao Da also came from the Jianghu (江湖, the martial arts world). If he can rule the world, why can't my Murong family?"

"Ha." Ren Shaoyang shook his head and smiled. "If you were truly so confident, why have you wasted half your life?"

"The Sword God is right. I was prepared long ago, but I held back my attack because I had my reasons."

"The reason?"

"That's right!"

Murong Bo nodded and said, "The Great Song Dynasty is stable and its borders are secure, with many experts. My Murong family is small in number and weak in power. Without the right opportunity, all my plans will be in vain."

"Oh~" Ren Shaoyang laughed, "I understand, you're afraid of Jintai!"

"Hehe, that's true." Murong Bo readily admitted, "Jin Tai's iron fists are unmatched throughout the north and south, and I am no match for him." He then changed the subject, "After much painful reflection, my only chance is to kill Jin Tai and his apprentice, assassinate the king, plunge the Central Plains into chaos, and wage endless wars on all sides!"

"Old fool, why are you telling us all this?" Qiao Feng shouted coldly.

Murong Bo laughed and said, "I placed my hopes on the Liao Dynasty, but the Liao people were also defeated by Jintai and lost their will to conquer the south. I tried to unite with the Western Xia, but who knew that the battle would make Qiao the Great Hero famous."

Qiao Feng's expression changed, and he said, "So it was you who was behind this!"

Murong Bo shook his head and smiled bitterly, "I have been fighting repeatedly despite repeated defeats. Later, I tried to contact the Zoroastrian Church to start an uprising. Everything was ready except for the final push, but then I encountered Miss Hongxiu, and all the high-ranking members were wiped out."

Ren Shaoyang raised an eyebrow, looked at the little beggar, and smiled, "Well done!"

Hongxiu chuckled: "I just want to eat a roast duck."

Azi trembled and quickly said in a sweet voice, "Miss is so wonderful!"

Hongxiu glanced at her and said indifferently, "Go away."

"okay!"

Azi readily agreed and dashed to Azhu's side. For some reason, apart from Ren Shaoyang, she felt most at ease with Azhu.

"So, what do you, a man who has suffered repeated defeats, want to say?" Ren Shaoyang asked.

Murong Bo said seriously, "Ever since you wielded your sword in Zhongnan and earned the title of the number one swordsman in the world, I have taken notice of you and have also had a bold idea!" He pointed at Kumārajīva, "Sword God Ren, this monk Kumārajīva is the Great Wheel King of the Tubo Kingdom. His Buddhist teachings are profound and his martial arts can be said to be unparalleled in the world."

Kumārajīva felt the white-robed man's gaze sweep over him, and his face turned deathly pale: "I dare not accept such praise, I dare not accept such praise!"

"Empress Dowager Li and Granny Tong are both highly skilled seniors, and their martial arts have improved even more in the past few days," Murong Bo continued. "Hero Qiao is even more of a nobleman of the Khitan."

Murong Bo said, "If we join forces, who in the world can defeat us? Not to mention Jin Tai, even if Ancestor Chen Tuan or Zhao Da were to be resurrected, how could they be our match?"

"At that time, Master Qiao will lead his army south from the Liao Kingdom, and my Murong clan will send troops to Jiangnan to support the Liao Kingdom. At the same time, the Tubo and Western Xia will rise up, and we will divide up the Song Dynasty."

"Our Yan Kingdom was conquered from the Southern Dynasty, Hero Qiao conquered the North, Sword God Ren reigned supreme in the Central Plains, Empress Dowager Li gained a hundred cities, and Granny Tong acquired all the martial arts wealth of the Central Plains. Such a wonderful thing, why don't you all do it? Why fight and kill each other?"

As Murong Bo finished speaking, he flipped his hand, revealing a dagger in his palm. He then placed the dagger beside him and said, "If you all can follow my suggestion..."

He laughed heartily, pulled open his shirt to reveal his chest, and said, "Then please, Master Qiao, take my life to avenge my parents. I will not refuse."

"Let it be a sacrifice for the great cause!"

These words were completely unexpected. Murong Bo, Wu Xingyun, and Li Qiushui had joined forces and were in a position of great advantage, but unexpectedly they were willing to surrender and wait for death. Everyone was at a loss for words.

"Sigh, you're really possessed." Ren Shaoyang shook his head and smiled, leaning forward with his hands behind his back. "Is this your last words? How boring."

Murong Bo frowned and said, "Sword God Ren, is there a problem with my idea?"

"Hmm, the chances of success are very high."

"Since that's the case, why don't we divide up the Song Dynasty's territory, establish great achievements, declare ourselves kings, and rule our own country, passing wealth and power down to our sons and grandsons? Wouldn't that be wonderful!" Murong Bo asked, "Why is it boring?"

At that time, the bright moon was about to be full, and its clear light entered the room.

The man in white robes stood with his hands behind his back, gazing at the moon, and said calmly, "You don't understand me. Don't try to guess my thoughts with your filthy heart."

"Hehe, Murong boy, I told you your plan was bound to fail." Wu Xingyun suddenly clapped his hands and laughed.

"Children are so shallow!" Li Qiushui sneered. "Ren boy is so arrogant, he could be called half a 'real person,' how could someone like you, who has been rolling in the mud, possibly handle him?"

Murong Bo was greatly disappointed, shaking his head and sighing, "You are not one of us." He turned to Qiao Feng, "What does Chief Qiao think?"

Qiao Feng sneered, "Nothing special!" Suddenly, he struck the floor with his palm, leaving a loud thud and a handprint. He said sternly, "How can the blood feud of my parents be treated like a business transaction? Brother Shaoyang thinks your actions are despicable, but how could you stoop to such a lowly position before me?"

Murong Bo laughed loudly, saying, "What a righteous but impulsive fool!"

Suddenly, Ren Shaoyang exclaimed "Eh!" and transformed into a moon shadow, soaring into the sky.

Wow!

The bricks and tiles suddenly leaped apart, the moon hung in the sky, and Lang Lang's voice resounded throughout the heavens and earth.

"So that's why Wu Xingyun and the others dared to appear before me! It turns out that Senior Xiaoyaozi has come down from the mountain!"

(End of this chapter)