Chapter XVII
Nan Murong, Bei Qiao Peak! How can I, Murong Fu, not be on the list?
The scene on the Heavenly Dao Rankings continued.
Although the two Shaolin monks held the woman hostage to threaten Qiao Feng, they were still in the same situation.
However, he was still no match for Qiao Feng.
Qiao Feng struck out with his palm, and vigorous Stellar Energy shot out like a cannonball.
Wherever it passed, the ground collapsed and a few meters of ravines appeared.
The two Shaolin monks were sent flying before they could even react. Their bones and tendons were broken, and they spurted blood!
Seeing this, everyone felt very relieved, as if they had taken revenge!
But soon, everyone was puzzled.
Although Qiao Feng had used the Taizu Long Fist to defeat hundreds of heroes.
However, compared to Guo Jing, who was in the 100,000 Yuan Army, he was far inferior!
After all, Qiao Feng was a Celestial Realm expert!
Defeating hundreds of heroes was not something inconceivable!
"You can get on the Unparalleled Rankings with just this little bit of effort?!”
"If that's the case, wouldn't my Rolling Stone Fist be on the rankings too?”
"Qiao Feng is a Celestial Realm expert. Who are you?!”
The voices of doubt from all over the Nine Provinces rang out continuously.
Darming Empire.
"Imperial Uncle! Why do I think this Qiao Feng is just so-so?”
Zhu Houzhao asked doubtfully.
He knew nothing about martial arts, so he really couldn't see anything special about it!
"Taizu Long Fist was created by Zhao Kuangyi, the founding emperor of the Northern Song Dynasty.”
"Qiao Feng was able to easily defeat hundreds of experts with this fist technique. It's enough to show that this person has reached the supreme realm of martial arts!”
"So, Qiao Feng is definitely not as simple as he looks!”
Zhu Budian said in a deep voice. A hint of contempt flashed across his eyes!
"Yes!"
Zhu Budian nodded his head, seemingly understanding!
However, at this moment.
A new scene appeared on the Heavenly Dao Golden Rankings!
Inside the Apricot Forest!
Qiao Feng's body was stabbed by several blades, deeply embedded in his flesh and blood. It made people shudder!
Qiao Feng acted as if nothing had happened. He looked at the tens of thousands of Beggar's Sect disciples and martial artists in the Apricot Forest and said loudly,"
"The favor Qiao Feng owed Beggar's Sect in the past has been repaid today!”
His voice was like a great bell, mixed with vigorous internal strength, reverberating between heaven and earth, shocking everyone's eardrums!
"Qiao Feng, you killed your master, your father, and even plotted against Chief Ma!”
" How can we let this matter rest?!"
Quan Guanqing sneered and immediately ordered the Beggar's Sect disciples to attack Qiao Feng!
The martial artists who had misunderstood Qiao Feng also attacked him at that moment!
Qiao Feng slapped out with both palms, and the vigorous palm force surged out a tsunami-like air wave!
The sky darkened and a strong wind blew.
Ang!
A dragon's roar suddenly sounded!
Within a radius of several miles, the ground exploded and dust flew into the sky, forming an earth dragon that was dozens of meters long!
The Earthen Dragon seemed to have come alive. It had a towering horn on its head, and it carried a monstrous might as it charged toward the ten thousand Beggar's Sect disciples and martial artists!
Fortunately, Qiao Feng didn't have any killing intent and only knocked everyone unconscious!
"Gulp!"
Zhu Houzhao's eyes widened. He swallowed hard and fell on the dragon throne!
He muttered to himself," This is a Celestial Realm expert?!”
The earth dragon that was dozens of meters long was like a real dragon that had frightened him.
It was already inconceivable for martial arts to reach this level!
......
"Mister Ge Nia, do you think I can kill this person with two hundred thousand cavalry?”
Ying Zheng's heart trembled, and he could not help but ask.
He had developed a strong interest in the Seven Star Soul Returning Pill rewarded by the Heavenly Dao.
Although it wasn't an elixir of immortality, it had the effect of reviving the soul, so it must be extraordinary!
However, Qiao Feng's strength made him very wary!
Ge Nia stared at the sky, his expression solemn as he struggled to say a word,"Difficult!"
"200,000 cavalry is enough to wipe out a country. How can they not do anything to a person?”
Ying Zheng frowned.
"It's already impossible to use common sense to speculate about the strength of a Celestial Being.”
"Humph!"
"200,000 is not enough!"
"Then 300,000! 400,000! Five hundred thousand! One million!"
"I don't believe that there's anyone that Great Qin's cavalry can't defeat!”
Ying Zheng shouted in a deep voice, a domineering look in his eyes.
Ge Nia remained silent.
......
"Gang Leader Qiao's martial arts are peerless, but unfortunately, he's a Khitan!”
"Nan Murong, Beiqiao Peak. Since Qiao Feng is on the rankings, it will be Young Master Murong's turn soon, right?”
"Young Master Murong is not only handsome but also a martial arts genius. He has been proficient in many martial arts since he was young and is famous for his Revolving Stars!”
"In that case, the next one should be Young Master Murong!”
Within the Northern Song Dynasty.
In order to restore Great Yan, Murong Fu, who had been running non-stop, was resting in an inn.
The martial artists around him were all discussing the Heavenly Dao Rankings.
Hearing his name being mentioned, Murong Fu couldn't help but straighten his back. He gently fanned himself, his face filled with pride.
Although these Jianghu people were vulgar, they had good taste.
However, a different voice soon appeared.
"Young Master Murong? Are you talking about Murong Fu?
This fellow was just an embroidered pillow, good-looking but useless!
Although he was on par with Gang Leader Qiao, he was still far from him!
I heard that Murong Fu fought with Gang Leader Qiao a few years ago!
With just a look from Gang Leader Qiao, Murong Fu was so scared that he didn't even have the courage to make a move!
Is this even worthy of being on the rankings?"
The person who spoke had a look of contempt on his face!
"No way! Young Master Murong's name was like thunder piercing through the ears!”
"Reputation is something that can't be trusted!”
"I heard that when Murong Fu fought with someone, he needed Biao Younger Sister to remind him! Tell me, what kind of true ability can such a person have?”
"Bang!"
Murong Fu smashed the table into pieces with a single palm strike. He swept his cold gaze across the crowd, and a terrifying aura emanated from his body.
The Jianghu people in the inn were as silent as cicadas in winter. They did not even dare to breathe loudly!
After a long time, Murong Fu took a sip of wine with a bitter expression.
Even though he was furious, he didn't know how to retort!
Because he was indeed far inferior to Qiao Feng!
His mind was not on martial arts, but on restoring Great Yan.
It was impossible to reach the high-tier realm of martial arts with distracting thoughts!
Now, not only did his cousin leave with that damned Duan Yu!
He didn't even improve his martial arts!
The recovery of Great Yan was even more distant!
Murong Fu suddenly felt that the future was bleak and his heart was filled with bitterness. He could only drown his sorrows in wine.
Two hours later.
Murong Fu was so drunk that he turned into a puddle of mud.
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