Xu Zhu was stunned. After hearing Fahai's words, he looked at Fahai with fear.
Senior Brother Fahai is too daring!
That was Gusu Nanmu Rong!
From their conversation, he had already understood that the man in embroidered robes was none other than Gusu Murong.
Murong Fu, a genius ranked in the top 20 of the Connate Rankings!
A late-stage Xiantian expert!
He was 80 places higher than Senior Brother Fahai!
Wasn't saying such words in front of Murong Fu a slap to his face?
How could this be good?
Would Murong Fu be able to take this lying down?
As expected, the moment Fahai finished speaking, Murong Fu and the others at the next table had a change in expression.
Did this mean that Murong Fu didn't know his own limits?
Don't you know your place?
Murong Fu relied on his own strength and family background to be praised in the pugilistic world. His name shook the martial arts world.
When had he ever received such treatment?
Now, a small monk actually scolded him in front of him.
How could Murong Fu, who had always been conceited, accept this?
Immediately, his expression turned ugly.
If it weren't for the fact that he was afraid of destroying the reputation he had cultivated in the martial world over the years, he would have taken action long ago.
The two retainers who were sitting with Murong Fu could naturally see that Murong Fu was unhappy. They immediately flew into a rage, their faces filled with anger.
Bao Butong glanced at Fahai and scolded,"Where did this wild monk come from?"
"Eating meat and drinking wine, disobeying the rules. It's obvious that you need to be taught a lesson. Let me teach you a lesson on behalf of your elders!”
He snorted coldly and immediately attacked.
A single tentacle was a famous ultimate technique. He wanted to show Fahai!
The monarch was humiliated and the minister died.
As a retainer of the Murong family, Bao Butong was naturally unhappy that someone dared to insult his young master. He wanted to teach Fahai a lesson!
This palm strike was as fast as lightning and incomparably fierce. It even brought about a palm wind!
This palm contained an extremely powerful palm force that seemed to be able to crack mountain rocks and stop flowing water!
Bao Butong was truly enraged. He had exerted a lot of strength in his palm!
An ordinary person would have to lie in bed for at least half a year after receiving this palm strike, even though it would not necessarily kill them.
Fahai frowned.
So ruthless?
He had only said a few words, and Bao Butong had to be so ruthless?
As expected of Gusu Nanmu Rong's retainer.
Fahai wasn't a weak person. He was already bullied, so who could endure it?
Fahai shouted when Bao Butong attacked aggressively.
"A kasaya!"
Fahai's voice fell.
The brocade kasaya on his body flashed with golden light!
When Bao Butong landed and his palm struck…
Golden light flashed, and Bao Butong was sent flying!
Bang!
Bao Butong fell heavily to the ground and coughed out a mouthful of blood. His head tilted to the side and he fainted.
"Brother Boson!"
Another retainer quickly ran over to check on Bao Tong's condition.
Instantly, his expression turned extremely ugly.
"Third Brother Boson is seriously injured. He won't recover without a year of recuperation.”
Hearing this, Murong Fu's expression turned ugly.
The four retainers were his trusted aides and were loyal to him.
Now, Bao Butong was severely injured, as if he had lost an arm!
Furthermore, the golden light on the monk's body…
Was it Protective Upstanding Qi?
Grandmasters?
Murong Fu raised his eyebrows in shock.
Could it be that this young monk was actually a grandmaster?
No, that was not the case.
After a moment, Murong Fu regained his senses, and the shock in his heart gradually calmed down.
It was good that he was not a grandmaster.
Murong Fu had the Xiantian Realm and Houtian Realm cultivation base, and he also had a family heirloom like the Revolving Stars. He could fight anyone below the Grandmaster Realm!
He looked at Fahai with an unfriendly gaze.
"I am Murong Fu of Gusu. May I know who you are?”
"Sir, it's just a verbal dispute between us. There's no need to be so ruthless.”
"Murong Fu?"
Fahai's fight had already attracted the attention of everyone in the inn.
It immediately caused a commotion.
Everyone in the inn was shocked.
It was actually Gusu's Nan Murong, who was as famous as Beiqiao Peak!
He was an expert ranked twentieth on the Innate Rankings!
Who was that monk? Why did he have a conflict with Murong Fu and even injured his retainer!
This time, it probably couldn't be settled.
Murong Fu introduced himself. Xu Zhu sighed in his heart and his face was full of anxiety.
As expected.
It was indeed Gusu Nanmu Rong.
Senior Brother Fahai had provoked such an existence. What should he do?
Murong Fu was much stronger than Brother Fahai.
Fahai, on the other hand, was calm and indifferent.
What about Murong Fu? He doesn't live up to his name.
To put it nicely, it was a battle of words.
However, when Bao Butong attacked him, he had interrupted his plan to make him lie in bed for half a year.
It was precisely because of this that Fahai controlled the rebound force and made him lie in bed for a year.
He sneered and said," I'm just teaching him a lesson. Don't come out and show off if you don't have the strength."”
"Otherwise, this is the outcome."
Fahai stared straight at Murong Fu, clearly hinting at something.
His words had a double meaning. He was talking about both Bao Butong and Murong Fu.
Murong Fu was instantly enraged.
"It's fine if you hurt me, Murong Fu, but you hurt my retainer!”
"As the family head, I have no choice but to seek justice for my retainer!”
Immediately, it attracted a lot of praise from the inn.
"It's rare to see a master who cares so much for his retainer.”
"As expected of Gusu Nanmu Rong."
As for the remaining retainers, they were touched.
He wished he could die for Murong Fu.
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