Chapter 58

Su Xinghe walked up to Xuzhu and asked, "How is the master?"

Xuzhu replied sadly, "Senior... passed on all his internal strength to me and has already passed away."

Su Xinghe said mournfully, "I didn't expect the master to still pass away. Little Junior Brother, now that you have the abbot's ring, you are the leader of our Xianxiao Sect. You should handle all matters."

Su Xinghe pointed at Ding Chunqiu, "This Ding Chunqiu is a traitor to our Xianxiao Sect. Not only did he betray the sect, but he also caused the master to become crippled. Junior Brother, you must kill him and avenge the master."

"Ding Chunqiu?" Xuzhu felt uneasy. After all, he was a young monk from Shaolin Temple. Although he had received Wuyazi's internal strength, he had not yet developed the awareness of a true master.

...

Shi Ba stepped forward, blocking Wang Yue, his eyes showing a fierce light.

"You despicable Han person, today I, Shi Ba, will tear you to pieces!"

Shi Ba was also somewhat wary of Wang Yue. He had seen Wang Yue's two strikes of internal energy just now, and such attacks were very dangerous. Although Shi Ba was powerful, he might not be able to withstand them.

Wang Yue sneered, "Ding Chunqiu, You Tanzhi, Shi Ba, the three of you, grandmasters, acting together, what do I, Wang Yue, fear? I can handle the three greatest hidden world experts of the Liao Dynasty, let alone you."

Wang Yue's voice was full of contempt. Although their martial arts were also excellent and they were all at the grandmaster level, they still fell short compared to the three greatest hidden world experts of the Liao Dynasty.

Murong Fu, holding a long sword, walked up to Shi Ba and said, "Wang Yue, I thought you were a man of integrity, but I didn't expect you to steal Shi Ba's martial arts techniques. Wang Yue, you already have internal martial arts techniques, yet you still steal techniques. You are truly a despicable person. Shi Ba is my friend, Murong Fu. If you return Shi Ba's technique today, I will let bygones be bygones. But if you don't return it, don't blame me for being ruthless."

Murong Fu spoke grandly, but in reality, he was just looking for an excuse to kill Wang Yue.

Murong Fu had been suppressed by Wang Yue's shadow for a long time. This time, with Ding Chunqiu, You Tanzhi, and Shi Ba, three experts, plus himself, Murong Fu, the four of them working together, even if Wang Yue was powerful, he would not escape death.

This time, Murong Fu truly had the intention to kill Wang Yue: "Kill Wang Yue! Kill him, and my cousin will return to me, and I can eliminate a threat."

Wang Yuyan did not expect Murong Fu to take advantage of the situation and join forces with the three experts to attack Wang Yue.

"Cousin, how can you do this? You should leave. You are no match for Yue Lang." Wang Yuyan shouted at Murong Fu.

As Wang Yue's wife, Wang Yuyan knew Wang Yue's martial arts well, even better than A Bi. Although Murong Fu was also very powerful, he was absolutely no match for Wang Yue.

Murong Fu looked at Wang Yue with jealousy and said coldly, "Wang Yue, quickly return Shi Ba's technique!"

Wang Yue also harbored murderous intentions towards Murong Fu. His father, Murong Bo, had killed Wang Shan and the steward and stolen the formula. Just for this blood feud, Wang Yue wanted to destroy the Murong family.

"Murong Fu, if you hadn't come to the Deaf-Mute Valley, I would have let you live a few more days. But now that you have come and are even trying to attack me, don't blame me. After you die, I will soon send your father, Murong Bo, to join you."

A cold light flashed in Wang Yue's eyes.

Murong Fu was puzzled. Why did Wang Yue mention his father? Could it be that his father was still alive?

"Wang Yue, the one who will die today is you." Murong Fu drew his sword, the sword tip glowing with a sharp light, pointing at Wang Yue.

Su Xinghe, Duan Yu, the Four Evils, and others finally understood that Wang Yue and Murong Fu had a deep-seated grudge, and it seemed quite complicated.

Duan Yu said to Murong Fu, "Prince Murong, you and Prince Wang Yue, as well as my elder brother Xiao Feng, are all at the same level of experts. How can you join forces with the other three experts to attack Prince Wang Yue? If you really have the skills, face Wang Yue one-on-one."

Murong Fu glared at Duan Yu, "Boy, I don't need your advice. If you don't want to die, get out of here. Otherwise, I will kill you too."

Wang Yue smiled at Duan Yu, "Thank you, Prince Duan, but the four of them are not enough for me, Wang Yue. Murong Fu, since you want to kill me, I'll start with you. I want to see how far you have advanced in the internal martial arts technique you stole from me."

Wang Yue took a step and was right in front of Murong Fu.

After reaching the second level of Heart Power, Wang Yue could use it to cut off air resistance, greatly increasing his speed.

Wang Yue's punch tore through the air, making it hard for Murong Fu to breathe. He raised his sword to block Wang Yue's punch.

This sword technique had a flavor of the Liao Dynasty's Yelü Qiyun's sword style.

Wang Yue was surprised. He didn't expect Murong Fu's martial arts to have improved so much. Although his internal martial arts were still at the hidden strength level, his true qi cultivation was already at the late grandmaster stage.

"Good sword technique!"

Wang Yue smiled, "But it's still not enough. Among the experts I know, your sword technique can only rank second."

The best sword technique, of course, belonged to the Liao Dynasty's Yelü Qiyun.

"Bang."

Murong Fu was pushed back by the punch, his face turning green and red, his blood and true qi surging.

Wang Yue stood still, as if he hadn't moved at all.

Murong Fu was shocked, "How is this possible? How can Wang Yue be so powerful? Is internal martial arts really that strong? I don't believe it. I must kill him today."

Murong Fu increased his speed to the limit and attacked Wang Yue with his sword.

"Kill!"

Ding Chunqiu and Shi Ba also attacked Wang Yue.

You Tanzhi, however, did not join the fight. His attention was entirely on A Zhu.

"Zhuang Juxian, if you want A Zi's eyes to recover, kill Wang Yue for me," Ding Chunqiu shouted at You Tanzhi.

"Yes, Master!"

You Tanzhi had no choice but to attack Wang Yue, and every move was a killing move.

"Surround me?" Wang Yue sneered, "I, Wang Yue, fear nothing but being surrounded. You are asking for death!"

Internal martial arts practitioners have strong blood and qi, and great endurance, making them unafraid of being surrounded. Even if the four of them exhausted their true qi, Wang Yue's combat power would not decrease much.

"Boom!" Wang Yue released a先天罡气, blocking the attacks of the four.

"Murong Fu, I thought that with my internal martial arts, your martial arts should be able to match mine, but you have disappointed me. Your strength is only just over 50,000 pounds," Wang Yue laughed.

"Strength is the foundation, no matter how ruthless!" Wang Yue shouted, "Ding Chunqiu, your strength is only just over 30,000 pounds. Compared to the other three, you are the weakest. Even without using martial arts, I can suppress all four of you with brute force today!"

Wang Yue's current strength had already exceeded 80,000 pounds, far beyond what a regular grandmaster could match. With a wave of his hand, he could unleash a force that could move mountains and seas, even a half-step grandmaster would have to avoid his might.

"Murong Fu, get lost."

Wang Yue punched Murong Fu in the abdomen.

Murong Fu flew towards the library.

"Boom."

Murong Fu's body, carrying great force, crashed through the library, books falling everywhere.

"Ah..." Murong Fu spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Wang Yue, Wang Yue!" Murong Fu's eyes were filled with hatred.

Wang Yue was too powerful, far beyond what he could match.

Murong Fu's internal martial arts foundation was solid, and his true qi was pure, but he was only on par with his father, Murong Bo. The most powerful thing about Murong Fu now was not his strength or sword technique, but his lightness skill.

If not for his supreme lightness skill, he wouldn't have been able to escape from Li Qiushui last time.

However, Wang Yue's Heart Power made Murong Fu's lightness skill ineffective. Under the influence of Heart Power, no matter how fast Murong Fu was, he could not escape.

"Hmm?"

Murong Fu suddenly saw a martial arts technique, the Xianxiao Sect's "Beiming Divine Skill."

Murong Fu's heart moved, and he tucked the "Beiming Divine Skill" into his chest.

"Prince, are you okay?" Bao Budong and Feng Bo'e ran over.

"Cousin." Wang Yuyan's eyes were filled with pity.

Although Wang Yuyan had become Wang Yue's wife, Murong Fu was still her cousin.

Wang Yue and Murong Fu, Wang Yuyan did not want either of them to be hurt.

"Cousin, run away quickly." Wang Yuyan's eyes were filled with tears, "You are no match for Yue Lang. If you keep fighting, he will really kill you!"

Murong Fu's eyes were filled with unwillingness, "Fine. I'll go."

Murong Fu, with Bao Budong and Feng Bo'e, was about to leave.

Xiao Huan ran towards A Zhu. Now that Shi Ba, You Tanzhi, and Ding Chunqiu were all fighting Wang Yue, no one in the Xingxiu Sect was a match for Xiao Huan. It was easy for her to rescue A Zhu.

"A Zhu, it's Xiao Huan. Follow me," Xiao Huan said happily, holding A Zhu's hand.

Wang Yue released a先天罡气, pushing back Ding Chunqiu, Shi Ba, and You Tanzhi.

"Murong Fu, you want to run? Today, you will die in the Deaf-Mute Valley." Wang Yue rushed towards Murong Fu.

Murong Fu was a must-kill for Wang Yue.

Wang Yuyan blocked Murong Fu and shouted at Wang Yue, "Yue Lang, spare my cousin, spare him this time. I won't think about him anymore. Wang Yuyan and Murong Fu have no more connection. Please, spare him this time."

Wang Yue looked at Wang Yuyan, her face tear-streaked and pitiful, took a deep breath, and suppressed his murderous intent.

"Murong Fu, today, for Yuyan's sake, I will spare you again. But next time, you won't be so lucky. Next time, you will definitely die at my hands. Now, get lost!" Wang Yue looked at Murong Fu coldly and shouted.

...

Ding Chunqiu pushed Xiao Huan back with a palm, grabbed A Zhu, and fled the Deaf-Mute Valley.

"Zhuang Juxian, block Wang Yue for me. If Wang Yue catches up, A Zi's life will be in danger."

Ding Chunqiu's voice reached You Tanzhi's ears.

"Village Chief, save A Zhu." Xiao Huan shouted.

At this moment, Shi Ba blocked Wang Yue and said crazily, "You despicable Han person, stealing my tribe's martial arts techniques. I, Shi Ba, am no match for you, but today I will die with you!"

You Tanzhi's blood-red先天真气 burst out, and he attacked Wang Yue with Shi Ba, hoping to stop Wang Yue from chasing A Zhu and Ding Chunqiu.

Wang Yue instantly pushed back Shi Ba and You Tanzhi with two punches, "Get out of my way!"

"Bang, bang."

Two dull sounds, Shi Ba and You Tanzhi were thrown back, landing on the ground, severely injured.

By this time, Ding Chunqiu had already taken A Zhu and disappeared. It was too late to chase them.

"Damn!" Wang Yue cursed. Not only had he failed to kill Murong Fu, but Ding Chunqiu had also taken A Zhu away, making him feel very frustrated.

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