"I am Murong Fu. Greetings, Young Master!”
"Today, Young Master suppressed the Four Heavenly Kings of Quicksand and four martial arts grandmasters by himself. It's a shocking feat.”
"However, Young Master, you and Mister Wei Zhuang do not have any deep hatred. The Ash Wolf King and the Unparalleled Ghost have already fallen in your hands, and two of the Four Heavenly Kings of the Quicksand have already died. Why must you kill White Phoenix and Chi Lian?”
"In my opinion, why don't Young Master give me some face? Why don't you bury the hatchet with Mister Wei Zhuang and stop here? Then, we can find a place to drink a few cups.”
As he spoke, Murong Fu displayed the demeanor of a young master from a powerful faction. He had a clear sense of propriety, and his words revealed the elegance of a young master.
Coupled with his confident smile, many of the martial artists watching the battle were moved.?
There were even some martial arts heroines who admired him and looked up at Murong Fu with admiration.
Indeed!
Murong Fu was extremely confident in himself.
He firmly believed that in the Northern Song Dynasty, the great Gusu Murong Fu had personally spoken. Even if Su Lie was unhappy, he would definitely give him face.
After all, the Murong family was not just a small force in the vast world of martial arts.
The Murong family was a descendant of Xianbei during the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms period.
His ancestor Murong Longcheng was a supreme existence in the Celestial Realm.
? Although Murong Longcheng had disappeared after hundreds of years, no one could guarantee that he was dead.
Moreover, the Murong family had been split into two. One branch was the Murong family of Gusu.
The other branch moved to the Daming Celestial Court and built the Murong Villa. Moreover, it was extremely famous in the Jiangnan area.
It could be said that the two branches of the Murong family had extremely powerful prestige in the martial world.
Moreover, it was said that the Murong Villa only had a few daughters in this generation and no males.
It could be said that Murong Fu was now the only male heir of the two branches of the Murong Family. Even though Murong Fu was only the young master of the Murong Family of Gusu, if he was in trouble, the Murong Villa of the Daming Immortal Court would definitely not stand by and watch.
It was also because of this that Murong Fu was extremely confident in himself.
After he finished speaking, Murong Fu put his hands behind his back and smiled confidently. He looked at Su Lie, who was standing in the void in the distance, and quietly waited for his reply.
"Murong Fu!"
In the sky, Su Lie narrowed his eyes and stared at Murong Fu, who was not far away.
Strands of shocking killing intent grew in the depths of his eyes.
He had thought that he would have to make a trip to the Northern Song Dynasty to meet Murong Fu, but he did not expect to meet him here.
Five years ago, Wudang Mountain, outside the True Martial Hall.
At that time, Murong Fu had just broken through and stepped into the realm of martial arts grandmaster. How high-spirited was he?
Together with Emei, Kunlun, Shaolin, and other large sects, they threatened Wudang at the same time.
Zhang Cuishan and his wife committed suicide.
This time, he had gone to Light Summit to seek revenge.
Today, since he met Fu Rong Fu here, how could he not kill him?
"Haha…"
"I'll give you some face, Murong Fu. Who do you think you are?”
"The name Nan Murong is nothing but a hoodlum. Compared to Wubei Qiao Peak, it's thousands of miles away.”
Looking at Murong Fu's confident smile, Su Lie's eyes flashed with a cold light. He smiled disdainfully and sneered.
"This…"
When Su Lie said this, the surrounding spectators were instantly petrified. No one expected Su Lie to say such words.
Although some people had guessed that Su Lie might refuse, they never expected him to say such words.
This wasn't just a rejection. It was simply pressing Murong Fu's face under his feet and stomping on it ruthlessly.
For a moment, everyone looked at Murong Fu with a strange expression.
Some were angry, some mocked, and some gloated.
At this moment, the confident smile on Murong Fu's face completely stiffened. He looked at Su Lie in disbelief.
"Interesting!"
Wei Zhuang's lips curled up slightly, revealing a trace of interest.
" Nan Murong... The person who is on the same level as me is actually only a Martial Grandmaster..."
On the other side, Qiao Feng looked at Murong Fu with disappointment and shook his head.
In this world, how many martial arts grandmasters could be compared to him?
As far as he knew, it was only Su Lie in the sky.
Nan Murong was definitely not one of them.
"Hmm?"
Suddenly, Su Lie frowned and glanced down from the corner of his eye.
In the forest below, two figures were carefully approaching the heavily injured Bai Feng and Chi Lian.
"Rat!"
"Without my consent, who would dare to save someone in front of me?”
Su Lie snorted coldly. With a flip of his right hand, the seven-star ancient sword on his back was instantly unsheathed and fell into his palm.
"Clang!"
The long sword trembled, and in an instant, the sound of a metal spear spread in all directions.
Two peerless sharp lights shot down in an instant.
"No!"
Seeing this, Murong Fu's expression changed drastically. He panicked and shouted angrily," Third Brother Boson, Fourth Brother Feng, run!”
However, the sound was not as fast as the sword light.
Weng! Weng! Weng!
The sword light whistled and the sword qi was piercingly cold!
Although Su Lie had never cultivated any sword cultivation method, he was able to master all techniques.
Even though he had not cultivated any sword cultivation method, with the help of the terrifying power of Genuine Qi, the Seven-star Ancient Sword still burst out an unimaginably sharp sword light.
The sword light tore through the void and instantly slashed out shocking sword marks on the ground.
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