On this side, the Jiangnan Escort Agency had hidden killing intent, and not too far away in Xunyang's Southern Palace, there was also a hidden edge!
In the main hall of the Nangong Manor, a young master stood with his hands behind his back. He had sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, and he looked dignified. He was the second young master of the Nangong Nobles, Nangong Xunying! His father was Nangong Changxi, the brother of Nangong Changmai, the head of the Nangong Nobles.
The Nangong Nobles were actually managed by the two brothers, Nangong Changmai and Nangong Changxi. In terms of martial arts cultivation, Nangong Changxi was probably even more profound than Nangong Changmai. However, Nangong Changmai was the eldest brother, so he naturally inherited the position of the family head. Although Nangong Changmai was the head of the family, his personality was more gentle. The matters of the Nangong family were mostly handled by his younger brother, Nangong Changxi.
Although Nangong Changxi held a lot of power in the Nangong Nobles, the people of the Nangong Nobles would only address him as Second Elder and not Second Master. This was because the Nangong Nobles only had one Master, Nangong Changmai!
Nangong Changmai also had a son. He was Nangong Que, who had suddenly announced that he would give up the position of the Nangong Family Head three years ago. He was the eldest son of the Nangong Family.
Although Nangong Xunying was the second young master, he had always thought highly of himself and was arrogant. Ever since Nangong Que suddenly announced that he would give up the position of the next family head, he had become even more arrogant and conceited, as if he was the young family head. He had to ask about the Nangong Nobles 'matters, no matter how big or small.
He was waiting for someone. Who? Murong.
He knew that Murong was on his way to Xunyang, and he had received the news as soon as Murong had left Gusu. He was also very clear why Murong had come, and he was currently calculating how to "receive" this Murong Clan Head, who was even younger than him.
A family member hurried over and bowed to Nangong Xunying.""Second Young Master…"
Nangong Xunying's eyes flashed coldly. The family's heart trembled and they hurriedly changed their words."Young Master, Murong is outside to see you!”He hid the word "Second Young Master".
"Hmm, is he alone?" Nangong Xunying asked calmly.
"Only him. The other two are the Murong family disciples who killed our brothers.”
"He is indeed bold!" Nangong Xunying smiled, but no one knew what he meant.
"Second…cough, Young Master, this lowly one will immediately inform First Master and Second Master!”
" No need!" Nangong Xunying raised his eyebrows." I'll handle this myself!" Were the eighteen disciples already waiting?”
"Yes, the eighteen disciples have already gathered in the backyard early in the morning, waiting for Young Master's orders!”The family replied.
"Alright!" Nangong Xunying waved his hand. Immediately order the eighteen disciples to come and welcome the Murong Clan Master!”He deliberately dragged out the word "welcome" and emphasized it.
" Yes, Young Master!" That family member left in a hurry.
Soon, eighteen majestic disciples of the Southern Palace stood in two rows in the front yard of the hall. Their clothes were fluttering in the wind, and they had long swords on their backs. They were in high spirits!
Nangong Xunying looked at the eighteen disciples of the Nangong Clan with a smug expression.
The Nangong Eighteen Disciples were very famous in Jianghu. They were all disciples of the Nangong Nobles. They were all taught the Nine Palace Sword Technique by the elders in the clan. Together, they formed the Nine Palace Sword Formation, which was exquisite and unparalleled. It was even as famous as the Shaolin Eighteen Arhat Formation, the Wudang Seven Star Sword Formation, and the Emei Seven Fairy Formation.
Murong had already walked to the front courtyard. He saw the eighteen disciples of the Southern Palace standing on both sides in a solemn manner. They were all in a neat formation. He understood that they seemed to be welcoming him on the surface, but in fact, they wanted him to experience the might of the eighteen disciples of the Southern Palace!
The eighteen disciples of the Southern Palace stood in two rows. They seemed to be welcoming them, but they were actually hiding their killing intent! If someone rashly walked into the middle, the disciples on both sides could instantly shift positions and set up a sword formation, surrounding the person who walked in at the core, making it difficult for him to escape!
Of course, Mu Rong knew this very well, but he did not stop in his tracks. He still had a smile on his face as he walked into the front courtyard as if nothing had happened. He glided past two rows of disciples and entered the hall.
Nangong Xunying's eyes were fixed on Murong, watching him walk past the eighteen disciples and into the hall. From the beginning to the end, he was gentle and calm, as if he never took them seriously.
Nangong Xunying was both awe-inspiring and unconvinced, but he did not show it on the surface. He stepped forward lightly and said with a smile,"So it's Young Lord Murong. I've failed to welcome you!”
Murong hurriedly cupped his hands and said,"Second Young Master is too polite. I hope Second Young Master will not take offense at Murong's sudden visit to your esteemed place."”
When Nangong Xunying heard Murong address him as Second Young Master, a trace of displeasure flashed across his eyes. However, he still smiled and said,"Young Lord's visit to Xunyang has truly brought glory to me, Nangong. How could I dare to take offense?"Please!" His attitude was quite polite.
"I wonder if the two uncles are here." Murong asked."I still have to pay my respects to the two uncles first."”
"Oh, unfortunately, my father and uncle just left. Nangong Xunying replied.
"Oh?" Murong frowned and asked again,"I wonder when the two uncles will be back?"”
"It won't take long. It's just a small matter. Young Master had come from afar, so it was better for him to invite tea first!" Nangong Xunying waved his hand. A servant had already come over with a tea tray.
Nangong Xunying picked up a cup of tea, holding it with his left hand and holding the lid with his right hand."Very polite.
Murong Zi took it with both hands and said," Second Young Master, please…" He was halfway through his sentence when he suddenly felt a strong and fierce hidden force coming from the teacup. It was extremely fierce! Murong An was shocked. It was too late for him to let go of the teacup. A purple light suddenly appeared in his hands that caught the teacup!
"Peng!" Nangong Xunying's hand, which was originally holding onto the cup lid, was forcefully pushed away. The cup lid bounced up straight, and a stream of water shot out from the cup, splashing onto Nangong Xunying's face!
Nangong Xunying took a step back in shock. His face was covered in water droplets, and he looked quite sorry. Murong Yi took the cup with his left hand and gently reached up with his right hand to catch the falling lid. He then gently rubbed the lid against the edge of the cup and slowly put the cup to his mouth. He took a sip of tea and looked at Nangong Xunying with a smile on his face." Junshan Silver Needle, good tea!" His tone was calm.
He didn't want Nangong Xunying to make a fool of himself, but he was furious. This Second Young Master of the Nangong Family was actually so sinister. He hid a knife behind his smile and silently attacked him. If his cultivation was slightly lacking or his reaction was slightly slow, it would not be as simple as making a fool of himself. If he did not curb his arrogance, he would really not put me, Gusu Murong, in his eyes if he became the head of the Nangong Family in the future!
Even so, he had already shown mercy. Otherwise, the water pillar would have penetrated Nangong Xunying's face!
Nangong Xunying did not expect Murong's Ziyin Divine Art to be so profound. He wiped the water stains on his face and forced a smile. Just as he was about to speak," Swoosh swoosh…" The eighteen disciples standing outside the hall had already jumped into the hall and guarded the door. Eighteen pairs of eyes were fixed on Murong.
Murong calmly sipped his tea with a gentle smile on his face. He did not even look at the eighteen disciples of the Southern Palace behind him.
Nangong Xunying finally understood the big picture. He knew that the person in front of him was the head of the Murong family. Moreover, he was the one who had made things difficult for them. He was in the wrong first.
With a wave of his hand, the eighteen disciples immediately retreated out of the hall with a whoosh who
"Young Master Murong's Purple Hidden Divine Art is truly unrivaled in the world!" Nangong Xunying forced a smile.”
Murong smiled slightly." Second Young Master, you flatter me. The Nangong Family's Nine Palace Sword Technique is unparalleled in the world!"”
"May I know why Young Master has come from afar? Nangong Xunying gradually calmed down.
"Murong has come today to apologize.”Murong said.
" Oh? Why would Young Master say that?" Nangong Xunying pretended to be surprised.
" A few days ago, two disciples of the Murong family accidentally killed a disciple of the Nangong family in Gusu City. They felt really guilty, so Murong personally came to apologize."”
"So it turns out that because of this matter, Young Master, I just heard that a disciple of the Southern Palace had gone missing in Gusu. I was about to send someone to investigate, but I didn't expect that he would be killed by Young Master's subordinates. Originally, it was only natural for Young Master to teach a disciple of our Nangong Nobles a lesson for his misbehavior in Gusu City! However, he did not know how he had offended the Murong family, to the point that he died in a foreign land without a burial.”
Hearing Nangong Xunying's tone, Murong knew that he would not let this matter rest!
He cupped his hands and said," Second Young Master, it's Murong's fault for not being strict with his disciples. Murong doesn't dare to condone and cover up for them. I've brought the two people who killed the disciples of the Southern Palace here. Second Young Master, you can deal with them at your discretion!"”
Soon, Zhao Hu and Zhao Bao were brought to the hall. They knelt down and said to Nangong Xunying,""Second Young Master Nangong, we were the ones who killed him. We didn't know that he was a disciple of the Nangong Family. We accidentally killed him and didn't expect to kill him with one punch. We brothers have no complaints!"
As the saying goes, the speaker was not serious, but the listener was serious. When Nangong Xunying heard the two of them say that they killed him with one punch, a trace of coldness flashed across his eyes.
"Is that so?" He looked at the two of them and replied indifferently. Then, he said,"He was killed by you with one punch. He really doesn't deserve the name of our Nangong disciple. We don't have such a disciple.”
Murong frowned, but he was stunned. He didn't know what the second young master of the Nangong family meant.
"However, if I, the Nangong Family, leave things unsettled like this, it'll be hard for me to answer to the tens of millions of disciples of the Nangong Family." How about this, there are eighteen disciples of the Nangong Clan outside. They can set up a formation without using their swords or hands. If the two of you can break through and rush out of the front gate, then this matter will be treated as nothing and I, the Nangong Clan, will not pursue this matter any further!”
Murong frowned again. Of course, he understood Nangong Xunying's intention. However, Zhao Hu and Zhao Bao were straightforward and did not understand the deeper meaning behind it. Anyway, Nangong didn't intend to live this time. Since it was a rare opportunity, he might as well take a risk. Perhaps he could get out and save his life!
"Good!" The two of them replied in unison. Second Young Master Nangong, please set up the formation!"
Nangong Xunying's eyes flashed with a sinister smile that no one knew about. He waved his hand outside the hall and said,"You guys just charge in!"
The 18 disciples of the Southern Palace stood in two rows, motionless. They didn't even look at Tiger and Leopard.
Zhao Hu and Zhao Bao had naturally heard of the reputation of Nangong Eighteen's disciples. He might as well rush out before they finished setting up the sword formation!
The two of them looked at each other and rushed out at the same time, heading straight for the front door!
When they rushed into the courtyard, the disciples of the Southern Palace on both sides took a step at the same time and immediately set up the Nine Palace Sword Formation, surrounding Zhao Hu and Zhao Bao at the core. As expected, the eighteen disciples did not draw their swords. They raised their hands and were not in a hurry to advance. Eighteen's eyes looked at the tiger and the leopard with a faint smile, as if they did not take the two of them seriously at all.
Zhao Hu and Zhao Bao punched at the two disciples in front of them. The two of them had swift and fierce fist winds and steady footwork. As expected, they had been taught by the Murong Clan and were quite skilled.
The two disciples of the Southern Palace looked at the incoming fist and smiled contemptuously. They did not dodge or dodge, and they looked disdainful.
"Pa! Pa!" With two sounds, the two disciples of the Southern Palace suddenly kicked out and blocked the fists of the Tiger and Leopard Summoning Sect, while the two disciples who were attacked suddenly raised their feet and kicked the front of the Tiger and Leopard Summoning Sect!
Zhao Hu and Zhao Bao were shocked and quickly flipped over. Fortunately, they were skilled and avoided such a sudden kick. Just as the two of them were about to throw another punch, a gust of wind suddenly blew behind them. Two disciples of the Southern Palace kicked them in the back! Luring Tiger and Luring Leopard hurriedly moved aside, but from the left and right, the disciples of the Southern Palace raised their legs and swept over like iron rods!
Even though Zhao Hu and Zhao Bao were considered the best among the Murong family's disciples, they were still trapped in the array by the eighteen disciples of the Southern Palace. Even though they did not use their swords or hands, the eighteen legs were enough to make the two of them unable to deal with them and tire themselves out. The two of them were shocked. It turned out that the Nine Palace Sword Formation was so powerful.
"Pa! Pa!" Zhao Hu and Zhao Bao were hit twice, and they staggered. Then, their legs landed on the two of them like raindrops, kicking them to the side, crawling and rolling. However, the strength of the legs of these eighteen disciples was just right. They only kicked the two of them to the side, but they definitely did not kick them to the ground.
Zhao Hu and Zhao Bao were kicked until their mouths were swollen and their faces were bruised. They stood up, but they were swept down again. They got up, but they were kicked over again. The two of them finally understood that these eighteen disciples of the Southern Palace wanted to humiliate them!
The two of them were burning with anger. When they saw Murong Zheng frowning at them, they felt even more ashamed. They shouted loudly and raised their fists in anger. They wanted to fight the eighteen disciples of the Southern Palace to the death!
Who knew that the more furious they were, the more proud the eighteen disciples of the Southern Palace became. They mocked them even more, and even kicked them around like rubber balls to play with them, humiliating them to the extreme.
Murong Shuang's brows furrowed even more tightly.
Humiliation, shame, resentment, and rage rose in the hearts of Tiger and Leopard. The two of them roared and did not dodge the incoming kicks. Their fire-spewing eyes were fixed on one of the disciples of the Southern Palace, and their four fists chased after him. Even the disciple of the Southern Palace felt a little cold when he saw them.
However, the more violent the two were, the more excited the disciples of the Southern Palace became.
" Pa pa ", Tiger Call and Leopard Call were swept to the ground again. They got up and still charged at the disciple of the Southern Palace! " Pa, pa." The two of them were knocked down again. When they got up again, they were still nailed to the disciple of the Southern Palace!
The disciple of the Southern Palace was a little shocked. He was distracted for a moment and was caught by the tiger. The other disciples of the Southern Palace were shocked and quickly kicked Tiger and Leopard. However, Tiger and Leopard Recruit allowed their kicks to land on his body. His furious fists rained down on the Nangong disciple, knocking him to the ground.
Nangong Xunying suddenly stood up, and his expression changed.
The other disciples of the Southern Palace were both shocked and furious. They kicked Tiger and Leopard without mercy and sent them tumbling to the ground. However, the disciple of the Southern Palace was still lying on the ground, motionless. It was unknown if he was dead or alive!
The eyes of the seventeen disciples of the Southern Palace were filled with killing intent. They raised their legs and kicked the two of them into meat paste!
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