Without Me, Jiu Mozhi, What Kind of Hero Assembly Is This?
"Trash!"
"What Nan Murong? You're just living up to your reputation. My big brother Qiao Feng is as famous as someone like you.”
"If Lady Wang hadn't spoken, you would be dead now.”
"You can't even take one move, trash!"
Although he let Murong Fu go, Duan Yu still spat and laughed at Murong Fu.
Awesome!
Duan Yu increasingly felt the importance of good martial arts.
Before this, he had always spoken humbly to Murong Fu. When had he ever dared to speak to Murong Fu with such an arrogant attitude?
"You…"
"Pfft…"
Murong Fu, whose zhenqi was still vibrating, was so angry that he spat out blood again.
"This is too much. Killing people is just a matter of nodding your head. If you want to kill, then kill. If you frown, I, Feng Polie, am not a good man.”
Feng Poliu couldn't bear the humiliation and would rather die than be ridiculed by Duan Yu.
He could be considered a good man.
Murong Fu's face turned green as he cursed Feng Poliye in his heart.
If you want to die, don't pull me back.
Duan Yu finally listened to his cousin and let them off, and you still want them to kill you.
At this moment, Murong Fu looked at Duan Yu as if he had seen a ghost.
He had never thought that Duan Yu would undergo such an earth-shattering change after being separated for a few days.
"It really is an immortal cultivation martial art. It must be the contribution of the Northern Dark Divine Art.”
Murong Fu was filled with regret. Why didn't he think of attacking earlier?
"Young Master Duan, please don't say anymore!”
Wang Yuyan begged.
He was worried that his cousin Murong Fu wouldn't be able to withstand the stimulation and commit suicide.
He didn't know that Murong Fu was a Ninja Turtle-level expert. How could he not take a few words?
"Trash, your heart softened after being begged by a woman.”
"Do you want him to recover and continue killing you?”
Mu Wanqing said coldly. She couldn't stand it anymore.
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Duan Yu's face was filled with embarrassment. He also felt that he was too useless.
Wang Yuyan's tone softened, and she let go of a great enemy like Murong Fu.
"Who are you?"
Wang Yuyan revealed an uncomfortable tone.
Duan Yu, this bootlicker, was his.
"I am your sister!"
At this moment, Wang Yuyan was a little stunned.
Looking at the other party's serious expression, he was not joking.
"Wang Yuyan, you don't even know who your own brother is. It's laughable that you actually helped an outsider!”
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Zhong Ling and Mu Wanqing's words stunned Duan Yu.
Since when did Bowl Girl become Miss Wang's sister? Why didn't I know about this?
In an instant, Duan Yu had an ominous premonition lingering in his heart.
He knew Mu Wanqing's character and knew that she would not lie.
It was even more impossible for him to play such a joke with Wang Yuyan at this time.
Something must have happened that he didn't know about.
Looking at the purple-faced Duan Yu, Li Xuan nearly burst out laughing.
"Haha... The Heroes Assembly. Murong Fu, how can a defeated opponent like you be worthy of participating in the Heroes Assembly?”
A savage voice rang out.
A figure walked over ten meters with each step.
Murong Fu, who had just been helped up by Wang Yuyan, had a drastic change in expression.
Even Duan Yu subconsciously took a few steps back.
It was because this person had once left a huge shadow in his heart.
"Jiu Mozhi, what are you doing here?”
"The heroes assembly has ended!"
Murong Fu forced himself to remain calm, but his heart was pounding.
He wasn't even a match for Jiu Mozhi at his peak, let alone now.
The person Li Xuan heard was Jiu Mozhi, so he couldn't help but take a closer look.
At this moment, Jiu Mozhi was on the verge of going berserk because he had forcefully cultivated the Six Pulses Divine Sword.
He looked a little crazy.
"What is it? Is it over?"
"Bastard, without me, Jiu Mozhi, this is no Hero Assembly.”
Jiu Mozhi's zhenqi surged, and his robes bulged. His expression was ferocious.
He wanted to come to the Martial Arts Circle Convention to make a name for himself and meet Qiao Feng.
Most importantly, he wanted to clarify that he didn't know anything about the Northern Dark Divine Art.
He himself said that he was not afraid, but the Tubo Kingdom could not withstand this kind of pressure.
Now, the various empires were pressuring the Tubo Kingdom to hand over the Northern Dark Divine Art.
He didn't know the Northern Dark Divine Art at all, so how could he hand it over?
"The Great Song Dynasty is nothing more than this!"
"Since Nan Murong was defeated, Beiqiao Peak avoided the battle.”
What the hell does this have to do with me? You have to step on me for everything.
Murong Fu felt aggrieved.
Nan Murong was already in such a bad state that anyone could step on him.
Murong Fu's face was ashen as he trembled with anger.
"Jiu Mozhi, you're too arrogant."
"My big brother is just not here. What do you mean by avoiding and not fighting? If he was here, you probably wouldn't even be able to take ten moves from him.”
Jiu Mozhi seemed to have noticed Duan Yu when he spoke.
Recalling how he was framed, Jiu Mozhi was furious.
"It's you?"
"Duan Yu, your Dali Duan family is so despicable. You actually framed me for learning the Northern Dark Divine Art.”
"If you don't hand over the Northern Dark Divine Art today, don't blame This Penniless Monk for killing you.”
Jiu Mozhi was not a good person.
The reason why he felt aggrieved was because he did not obtain the Northern Dark Divine Art.
Seeing Duan Yu here, how could he let go of the opportunity to obtain the Northern Dark Divine Art?
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