Seeing the look of surprise flash across Yue Buqun's face, Murong Fu thought to himself: "Oh, Linghu Chong, Linghu Chong, I can only help you so far. It's up to you whether you can ease and repair the relationship with your master."
After a duel with Linghu Chong, Murong Fu mastered the swordsmanship and was in a good mood. He didn't want to make things difficult for the Huashan sect anymore, so he casually opened Yue Buqun's acupuncture points.
"I'm here to cause trouble for Wan Zhenshan today. It has nothing to do with your Huashan sect. Mr. Yue can leave on his own with his disciples."
After Yue Buqun resumed his actions, he endured the physical discomfort, clasped his fists slightly, and left with his disciples.
Before leaving, Yue Lingshan looked back at Murong Fu again. Murong Fu also looked at her and blinked meaningfully. Yue Lingshan's face turned slightly red and she quickly followed the disciples.
Murong Fu looked at Wan Zhenshan and said, "Master Wan, my patience is limited. Handing over Lu Kun can save him from death."
Wan Zhenshan's face turned pale, and he was about to grit his teeth and hand over his disciple, "I wonder how on earth these Wanmen offended the Murong family, why do you want the master to be so aggressive?" Suddenly, another voice came out.
Murong Fu looked back and saw a strong man standing at the door. He was dressed like a beggar, but his brows were restrained, which showed that he had profound internal energy.
Murong Fu asked: "Who are you?"
"I am Wu Liuqi, the elder of the Beggar Clan."
Murong Fu curled his lips and said: "You also know that he is a former elder of the Beggar Clan. Is it interesting to forcefully take up the banner of the Beggar Clan?"
But he was wondering in his heart, isn't this Wu Liuqi a member of the Tiandihui, and why is he related to Wan Zhenshan again?
Wu Liuqi's face darkened. After traveling for so many years, although no one praised him everywhere, no one dared to be so rude to him, let alone a young man.
However, Wan Zhenshan seemed to have met a savior and hurriedly stepped forward and said: "Uncle Master, for some reason, Master Murong came to the door for no reason and forced me to hand over my disciple. Please save me, Uncle Master."
"Uncle? Could it be Mei Niansheng's junior brother?" Murong Fu had doubts in his heart, but he stopped worrying about it. He was gradually losing his patience.
Originally, Wan Zhenshan was just a clown, and Murong Fu still wanted to play with him at first, but unexpectedly, first Yue Buqun and a group of disciples of the Huashan Sect appeared, and then a beggar appeared, and so on.
Murong Fu looked around and said loudly: "Everyone here, including those who want to help Wan Zhenshan, come forward!"
All the guests took a breath, hearing that he seemed to mean that he was not afraid even if he was against everyone, but everyone still took a step back, expressing that they had no intention of interfering.
Wan Zhenshan felt cold when he saw the faces of everyone. He couldn't help but think, "I never thought that all these years of hard work by Wan and I would be in vain. It's all bullshit to call him a hero."
Wu Liuqi was also furious, "Arrogant!"
Murong Fu ignored him, and when no one came forward for a while, he looked at Wu Liuqi and said, "Okay, come on!"
Being ignored by Murong Fu, Wu Liuqi was already furious, and immediately punched Murong Fu, invisible and extremely fast.
Murong Fu was surprised in his heart. The Shadowless Divine Fist was able to make the fist invisible and invisible. It was much better than Ding Dian. He also believed that Wu Liuqi was indeed Mei Niansheng's junior brother.
Although Murong Fu despised Wu Liuqi on the surface, he knew very well that when a lion fights a rabbit, he must use all his strength, and one strike can cause great changes in the world.
I saw him swiping his hands in the air, catching Wu Liuqi's fist, then taking a slight step back to relieve Wu Liuqi's strength, and then pushed forward, Wu Liuqi was pushed out.
"Pfft" Wu Liuqi spit out a mouthful of blood. Wan Zhenshan quickly stepped forward to help Wu Liuqi up, with a hint of despair on his face.
"For Mei Niansheng's sake, I won't embarrass you, just go away!"
"Do you know my senior brother?" Wu Liuqi asked doubtfully.
Murong Fu shook his head, "We don't really know each other."
Wu Liuqi said firmly: "Even if I die today, I will never let you kill my senior disciple."
Murong Fu didn't want to offend the Beggar Clan and the Tiandihui, but seeing how he would rather die than retreat, he felt a little headache. His heart moved and he said, "You want to protect him because of your senior brother? Do you know what Mei Niansheng is like?"
dead?"
When mentioning the cause of his senior brother's death, Wu Liuqi shook his head in confusion, "I don't know. I came to my nephew's house this time just to ask about the cause of his senior brother's death."
Wan Zhenshan's expression changed drastically. Murong Fu seemed to know the truth of the matter, and he thought in wonder:
Only two junior brothers and one Ding Dian knew about this matter. The junior brother would definitely not tell anyone. Ding Dian was still in prison and had no chance to leak it. How could he know?
Then he thought that Murong Fu was looking for Lu Kun. Wan Zhenshan suddenly remembered that there was a young man peeping in the forest. Afterwards, he sent Lu Kun and Zhou Qi to hunt him down. When Lu Kun came back, he said that he had succeeded, but Zhou Qi was killed.
I didn't care at first, but now it seems that the young man is probably Murong Fu, and I wish I could tear Lu Kun into pieces.
After figuring out the connection, Wan Zhenshan's thoughts changed rapidly. If his uncle knew that his master's death was related to him, he was afraid that he would be the first to kill him. He immediately said: "Lu Kun, come here."
Lu Kun's face was a little strange, and he stepped forward silently, secretly deciding in his heart that if the master really wanted to hand him over, he would go out of his way to tell the story of that year in front of everyone.
Wan Zhenshan said sternly: "Lu Kun, what on earth have you done to disgrace Mr. Murong and yet you still don't deserve to be punished for it."
Lu Kun felt a chill in his heart. It seemed that Master was really going to hand him over. He hesitated for a moment and said, "I didn't, Master. I really didn't. Ten years ago..."
With a "pop", Lu Kun's voice stopped abruptly.
Lu Kun was stunned for a long time before he lowered his head to look at the sword inserted in his left chest. There was indescribable shock in his eyes, "Master, you..." But it was Wan Zhenshan who took advantage of Lu Kun's unpreparedness and pierced Lu Kun's left chest with his sword.
Wan Zhenshan drew out his long sword, kicked Lu Kun away with another kick, and said in his mouth: "You are stubborn and stubborn. You have done something that is harmful to nature and you still refuse to admit it. Today, I will clean up the family and kill you, the unscrupulous person."
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This scene happened so suddenly that even Wu Liuqi was so shocked that he could not speak.
All the guests looked at Wan Zhenshan with a slightly strange look, thinking that Wan Zhenshan was really cold-hearted and would kill his disciples like a pig without blinking an eye.
Murong Fu glanced at Wan Zhenshan indifferently, "I didn't ask you to kill him. If you wanted to kill him, wouldn't I?"
Wan Zhenshan felt a chill in his heart and said with a sneer: "It's all my fault for being angry for a moment. This scoundrel has actually done something that disgraces the family tradition. He deserves to be killed."
Murong Fu nodded, "Okay, since Master Wan Sect understands the righteousness so well, let me talk about the second thing."