Facing Jiu Mozhi's monastic robe Demon Subduing Art, Chen Lei's sword light surged.
In an instant, dozens of swords were swung.
However, by the time he tore the kasaya, Jiu Mozhi had already stepped on his head and fled.
"Old Mister Murong!"
"This is all I can help you with!”
As the voice gradually faded away, Chen Lei actually felt a resolute killing intent.
It was different from the bag.
Unfortunately, the difference between the two sides was too great.
Chen Lei didn't even look. The sword light arrived first and pierced through Bao Butong's heart.
However, before Bao Butong died, he suddenly grabbed Chen Lei's sword with both hands, not allowing Chen Lei to continue using his sword.
At the same time, Chen Lei heard other voices calling out to him,""Master, Young Master! Hurry up and leave!"
It turned out that Feng Poliu E was clinging onto Qiao Feng's leg tightly, refusing to let him leave even if he died.
The remaining two of the four retainers of the Murong family also made similar choices.
They had used a self-sacrificing attack in an attempt to give Murong Fu a chance to survive.
They had been restrained just now, but because of Murong Bo's sudden appearance, the scene was extremely chaotic. They seized the opportunity to counterattack and killed many of the minions before regaining their freedom.
But when it came to life and loyalty, they chose loyalty.
And that was the result.
“！”
Chen Lei smelled a foul stench.
Murong Fu had already lifted the lid of the Sad and Crisp Breeze.
This kind of colorless and odorless poisonous gas would quickly turn into steam, like a gentle breeze brushing against the body, without feeling anything.
By the time he woke up, he was already poisoned and his body was weak.
"Fu 'er, let's go!"
Murong Bo shouted and rose.
Murong Fu forcefully suppressed the weakness in his body and converted all his remaining internal strength into lightness skill. He took three steps and was about to escape the killing circle.
Puchi!
A golden light flashed through the air.
Murong Fu's body trembled, and he could not take another step.
He slowly lowered his head and found that the flying knife had pierced through his heart from behind, revealing the sharp tip of the knife.
Blood dripped down the tip of the blade.
"Fu 'er…"
Murong Bo ran further and further away with a shrill scream.
"Look, your Murongs are all the same.”
"We'll fly separately when disaster comes!"
Chen Lei looked at Murong Fu, whose aura was gradually fading, and slowly walked over.
But Bao was different. Even in death, he was still holding his sword that had been beaten countless times.
"Father…"
Murong Fu looked at Murong Bo who had disappeared from his sight and slowly knelt down.
This kneeling might be a surrender to despair.
Or perhaps it was a repentance for the sins he had committed.
But no matter what.
From now on.
There was no longer Nan Murong in Jianghu.
Ding! Congratulations to the host for killing Murong Fu in advance and plundering 997 points of martial arts luck that originally belonged to Murong Fu!
Chen Lei ignored the reward and looked at the heroes who had been hit by the Sad Breeze.
His cultivation was profound and he was all at the Xiantian Realm, so his resistance to poison was extremely strong.
Most importantly, he was already on guard against the mournful breeze. When he sensed the abnormality, he had already sealed all the pores on his body.
Qiao Feng was about the same.
As for Xiao Longnu, although she wasn't peerless, she had already learned the inner force tempering method that Chen Lei had improved from the Northern Dark Divine Power. Her inner force was already at the Xiantian level.
Thus, Xiao Longnu was not poisoned, as she could not attack casually.
After that.
He found the antidote from Murong Fu's body and detoxified everyone.
"What poison is this?"
"It actually came so hard to guard against!"
Song Yuanqiao felt lingering fear.
"This is the Sad Breeze of the Western Xia Empire that is specially used to deal with martial arts experts.”
Chen Lei briefly explained the use and origin of the Sad and Soft Breeze, but his tone was not very harmonious.
It was no wonder.
The fishing trap that he had carefully set up failed on the verge of success because of their incompetence.
Of course.
That had nothing to do with Chen Lei.
Murong Bo wasn't his enemy who killed his mother. He was only involved because of Murong Fu.
The one who was most annoyed was definitely Qiao Feng, followed by Zen Master Wuse and the others.
They all had a blood feud with Murong Fu.
As for Chen Lei.
It was completely irrelevant.
When the heroes heard this, they could not help but sigh."Do you still want to destroy our Han family?”
This Sorrowful Breeze was definitely the nemesis of martial arts.
Once it could be used regularly, the Chinese server's martial arts world would definitely be in a state of mourning.
At this moment.
A mournful voice came from Beggar's Sect,"
"Gang Leader, are you really leaving?"
"Look, we've only been fighting you for a while, and we're already defeated!”
"Without you, any Tom, Dick, or Harry can bully our Beggar's Sect!”
It was obvious.
Beggar's Sect realized that without a peerless expert, their reputation as the number one sect was not true, so they strongly urged them to stay.
Some of them were from the Anti-Qiao Faction.
"Brothers."
"I, Qiao Feng, am no longer the Sect Master of Beggar's Sect. I can't help you!”
Qiao Feng sighed and refused." I'm going to confirm my identity. Goodbye!"”
After saying that.
He didn't linger any longer. He soared into the sky and left quickly.
This time, he was really leaving.
Firstly, he wanted to find his adoptive parents to get an explanation, and secondly, he wanted to kill Murong Bo.
"Patrons!"
Zen Master Wuse didn't want to be a mother and quickly bid farewell."Murong Bo is still alive, and there's also the matter of Western Xia Class One Hall and Sorrowful Soft Breeze. I have to quickly return to the sect to report this.”
With these two beginnings.
The others left one after another.
"Young Hero Chen, our Wudang Sect owes you another favor.”
"It's nothing."
Chen Lei waved his hand.
"We still have to investigate Xue Muhua's capture, so we'll take our leave now.”
"I don't think you guys need to go."
Chen Lei shook his head.
"Ah?"
Song Yuanqiao and the other two were puzzled.
"If I'm not wrong, the one who kidnapped Xue Muhua should be the foreign monk who appeared earlier, the Great Wheel Wisdom King Jiu Mozhi."”
Jiu Mozhi was severely injured by Chen Lei. His tendons were broken and he was blinded.
Jiu Mozhi's performance just now clearly showed that the tendons in his hand had recovered.
Combined with Xue Muhua's safe return after her disappearance and the way she learned the ultimate technique, Jiu Mozhi probably kidnapped her to seek medical treatment and used the Prajna Palm as the medical fee.
"Where did this Jiu Mozhi come from?”
Song Yuanqiao hurriedly asked.
Chen Lei gave a simple introduction and explained the entire story of Tian Long Temple.
"I see."
"No wonder he could casually take out a supreme art like the Prajna Palm.”
Although Song Yuanqiao said it casually, his heart was in turmoil.
"Right!"
"I wonder if Wudang still has the Black Jade Intermittence Ointment?”
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