Martial Arts: Starting with Immortal Cultivation, the Female Warriors Are All Bad

Having spent quite some time with Shao Siming, he could naturally understand what was in the girl's eyes.

Shao Siming thought for a long time before nodding in agreement.

Out of sight, out of mind. When the time comes, she can just look away.

Zhu Yuyan twitched the corners of her pretty mouth, feeling speechless.

Obviously, she didn't expect that this high and mighty exiled immortal would have such a bad taste.

As for the two little girls, Ah Zhu and Ah Bi, their faces had already turned red with shame, and they quietly hid behind Wang Yuyan.

…………

Hearing Jiang Che's outrageous words, the corners of the mouths of the surrounding heroes twitched and they were extremely speechless.

Some people couldn't help laughing and covered their mouths desperately, trying not to make any sound for fear of bringing about fatal disaster.

From the incident of Murong Fu, we can see that the banished immortal is indeed as good and evil as the rumors say, and he does things based on his mood.

Although he left behind a legacy in Tianzong and preached the Dao in all the provinces, making him a great sage, he was also a somewhat sinister and cruel young man.

However, this kind of person will ignore you unless you provoke him.

Therefore, all the idiot heroes in Xingzilin kept their distance, and no one dared to say a word for fear of getting into trouble.

"this…." …"

"I wonder if the Exiled Immortal could change the conditions?"

Facing Murong Fu's pleading gaze, Murong Longcheng sighed helplessly, gritted his teeth, and spoke after hesitation.

"I'm telling him that if he doesn't want to castrate himself, then go die!"

Jiang Che smiled coldly and gave Wanwan a look.

The little demon girl understood immediately, and spiritual power lingered between her fingers, ready to go.

"Okay, I'll castrate myself!"

Seeing Jiang Che's resolute attitude, Murong Fu knew that he had no way out.

If he doesn't castrate himself today, he will really die.

Although it was undignified to live as a eunuch, he was more unwilling to die.

After making up his mind, Murong Fu picked up a long steel sword from the ground beside him.

Jiang Che raised his eyelids, waved his hand, and used his spiritual power to blind the vision of several women to prevent their eyes from being polluted.

With the sword in hand, Murong Fu's face turned pale, his eyelids twitched wildly, his expression was distorted and struggling, and he was hesitant in his heart.

Finally, no one knew what he thought of, but a hint of madness and determination flashed in Murong Fu's eyes. He gritted his teeth and raised his sword.

"Pfft..."

Since then,

There is one less man in the world and one more eunuch.

When the onlookers saw how cruel Murong Fu was to them, they all shuddered uncontrollably and subconsciously closed their legs.

Even from a long distance, they all felt a faint sadness.

This Murong Fu is such a ruthless person!

Can accomplish great things!

Most people cannot do this to themselves without hesitation.

Qiao Feng frowned, his whole body shuddered, and he subconsciously took a few steps back, looking at Murong Fu with a hint of pity in his eyes.

Originally, Qiao Feng felt that what he had experienced today was miserable enough.

From being the high and mighty leader of the Beggars' Sect, he became a Khitan thief that everyone wanted to kill.

But compared to Murong Fu who is equally famous...

Qiao Feng suddenly felt that he was extremely lucky.

Even if he bears countless insults, even if he is despised by countless people in the future, at least he is still a man!

Murong Bo had a gloomy face, clenched his teeth and said nothing.

His whole body was shaking uncontrollably because of anger, his fists were clenched so tightly that his nails dug into his flesh without him noticing.

He wanted to get angry, he wanted to kill Jiang Che directly, but he didn't dare.

He is not so arrogant as to overestimate his own abilities. Even his own ancestors are respectful to Jiang Che. Murong Bo does not think that he can be Jiang Che's opponent.

To deal with me, Jiang Che might only need one finger...

Although it is hard to accept, this is the fact.

"Humph…"

Murong Bo groaned, and blood trickled out from the corner of his mouth, which was a sign of anger.

…………

Murong Fu knelt on the ground, staring blankly at the blood-stained sword in his hand. His eyes were empty and desperate, without any spirit at all.

From then on, he was no longer a complete man.

Murong Fu remained in a daze like this until the tearing pain spread throughout his body, and he gradually came back to his senses.

His face was pale, without a trace of blood, he was sweating profusely, his thin lips were white, his whole body was shaking uncontrollably, his hair was disheveled, and he looked ten years younger in an instant.

The long sword pierced into the ground, and Murong Fu was able to barely support his shaky body.

Pursing his severely dehydrated lips, Murong Fu lowered his head and spoke in a hoarse voice, trying to make his tone calmer.

"¨～ Your Excellency..."

"I have castrated myself as agreed. Can you spare my life?"

When he said this, the corners of Murong Fu's mouth trembled.

Even so, he didn't dare to look up.

He was afraid that Jiang Che would discover the hatred in his eyes.

Murong Fu did not dare to show any hatred towards Jiang Che, for fear that the other party would go back on his word.

He had already finished clicking, and if Jiang Che went back on his word and didn't let him go, he felt like he was really going to collapse.

The reason why he was able to hold on until now with his willpower and not collapse and cry loudly was because Murong Fu didn't want to be looked down upon by others.

Even if Murong Fu really castrated himself, that is still something that you bunch of idiots cannot compare to!

Murong Fu is a person who takes good care of his reputation.

It has been like this from the beginning to the end, even now that I am in disgrace.

(Nono's)

"Of course, go ahead..."

Jiang Che smiled slightly, indicating that Murong Fu could leave directly, without any self-blame or guilt for being the culprit.

Although Jiang Che's smile was very charming, in everyone's eyes it was like the devil's whisper, which was soul-soothing and life-threatening.

"This exiled immortal is really scary..."

"I don't want to be an enemy of such a person in my life!"

Seeing Jiang Che like this, everyone couldn't help but shudder, and almost the same thought popped up in their minds.

After receiving Jiang Che's instruction, Murong Fu climbed up from the ground tremblingly, holding on to his sword.

His robes were stained with blood and his figure was hunched over, looking extremely miserable.

Seeing his younger generation in this state, Murong Longcheng felt a little bit sorry and subconsciously closed his eyes.

Little did he know that because of this action, he would spend the rest of his life in regret.

There was a sound of breaking air, followed by a flash of golden sword light, and Murong Fu fell straight to the ground.

Before he died, his face was full of shock, his eyes were wide open, and he died with his eyes open, as if he had not expected that someone would suddenly attack and harm him.

The incident happened so quickly that no one could react.

………….

228: Little Witch, please let me go

"This……"

"Why did the Exiled Immortal go back on his word?"

Murong Longcheng had a gloomy face and clenched his teeth.

The immortals on land cannot be insulted. Jiang Che's behavior made him instantly furious. The other party did not take him seriously at all!

"I didn't go back on my word. I didn't kill Murong Fu..."

"If you want to have a fight, just do it and stop talking nonsense!"

Jiang Che waved his hand impatiently. The one who killed someone was Shao Siming. What did it have to do with him?

"Okay, then I will ask the Exiled Immortal for some advice!"

Murong Longcheng clenched his fists, took a step forward, and reappeared in the void thirty miles away.

Not everyone can watch the battles between the gods on earth.

If the two fight, the entire Suzhou city will probably be affected.

Although he would not care if all the people in Suzhou died, the Song Dynasty was not ruled by him alone.

If he really did so, the old monster Broken Void from the Song Dynasty would definitely hunt him down.

The cause of restoring the nation has not yet been completed, and Murong Longcheng does not want to die immediately.

Moreover, his junior Murong Bo is still here, and he doesn't want to affect him.

"Kill Murong Bo..."

After giving Wanwan an order, Jiang Che's figure flashed across thirty miles of void and instantly appeared in front of Murong Longcheng.

"Okay, don't worry, brother..."

After receiving Jiang Che's instruction, Wanwan smiled charmingly.

She raised her white hand lightly, and boundless golden sword light began to linger between her palms, with a terrifying aura, like an abyss or an ocean.

After the power was accumulated, the sword light burst out and went straight to Murong Bo's face!

The sword's power is mighty and as fast as lightning.

When it left Wanwan's fingers, it was only three inches in size, but it grew as the wind blew, and instantly expanded to ten feet in length.

"not good……"

Seeing the sword light coming straight towards him, Murong Longcheng broke out in cold sweat on his forehead, his heart instantly rose to his throat, and he felt a fatal threat.

Not daring to be careless, he quickly mobilized all the internal energy in his body to perform the Star Shifting Technique in an attempt to avoid the sword attack.

The true energy gathered three feet in front of him like a vast ocean, with thousands of stars twinkling in it. It was powerful and full of vigor.

Dou Zhuan Xing Yi took on the attack from Bai Zhang's sword, but it only lasted for three seconds.

In an instant, Murong Fu's hundred-foot protective qi was broken, and the sword energy directly penetrated and tore his body apart.

The watermelon exploded and blood gushed out. Murong Bo didn't even have time to let out a scream before his whole body was shattered and disappeared into the void.

The beggars of all sizes around felt their scalps tingle, their faces turned pale, and they were filled with fear. They had a completely new understanding of Wanwan's cruelty.

They secretly moved away from the place where Murong Bo died, as if only in this way could they gain a sense of security.

Qiao Feng's eyelids raised, and he shuddered involuntarily. He subconsciously took a few steps back and turned his head away.

There is no way, the old man Murong Bo died too tragically...

Blood, intestines, and various internal organs were all over the ground.

Killing is not the right thing to do. After years of wandering around the world, such bloody scenes are definitely rare and he has never seen them before.