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Chapter 243: No taboos, flying knives again.

As Xiao Siwu fell into silence, Murong Fu glanced at the man in green beside him and said, "Who are you?"

The man in green shook his head and said, "You can't say it, you can't say it!"

Murong Fu asked: "Why?"

The man in green said: "Because I am a nobody, I am just a chess boy!"

"Chess boy?"

Murong Fu seemed to have understood something when he heard this, and said in a calm tone: "You are Gong Ziyu's chess boy!"

"Sure enough, I can't hide it from Master Murong!"

The man in green bowed respectfully to Murong Fuxing.

Murong Fu asked: "Where is Zhuo Yuzhen?"

The Taoist with white beard and hair on the side just picked up a flag and suddenly said: "Of course she is in a safe place!"

Murong Fu asked: "Who are you?"

The man in green said: "He is the master of Ziyang Temple!"

Murong Fu said calmly: "Doesn't he have a name?"

The man in green said: "Master, have you ever heard of the name 'No Taboo'?"

Murong Fu's expression changed slightly and he said calmly: "Your surname is Yang?"

The white-haired Taoist said: "My surname is Yang!"

Murong Fu asked: "Yang Wuji?"

The white-haired Taoist smiled and said, "It seems so!"

Murong Fu suddenly became interested.

He knows this man.

Thirty years ago, Yang Wuji was already one of the "Seven Great Swordsmen" as famous as the head of Wudang and the Taoist priest Bashan.

He already knows the four sentences used to describe this Taoist in the world - the first sentence is "no taboo", and the last sentence is also the same.

Many people know these four sentences.

"There are no taboos. A smile can kill people. If you want to kill someone, there are no taboos."

It is said that if this person treats you coldly and treats you as a friend, and if he smiles kindly at you, he usually has only one intention: to kill you!

And it just so happened that he laughed just now...

Murong Fu also smiled and said, "You want to kill me?"

Yang Wuji smiled and nodded.

Murong Fu said: "Then why haven't you taken action yet?"

Yang Wuji said: "I'm waiting for someone."

Murong Fu asked: "Who is it?"

Yang Wuji asked: "Zhuo Yuzhen?"

Murong Fu sighed and said, "It seems that she was indeed taken away by you!"

Yang Wuji said: "That's right, so you can't kill me."

Murong Fu said: "But you can kill me?"

"Not bad!"

Yang Wuji smiled.

The man in green said: "If he kills you, you will kill Zhuo Yuzhen?"

Yang Wuji nodded and said: "Zhuo Yuzhen can't die, so I can't die either. He is the only one who can die!"

Murong Fu said: "It seems that you do know a lot of things."

Yang Wuji said: "We know a lot of things, and we also know that you cut off Yan Nanfei's arm in Peacock Villa!"

"So you're scared?"

Murong Fu said.

Yang Wuji was silent.

The man in green said: "Mr. Murong became famous all over the world eighteen years ago. It's hard for anyone who meets him not to be afraid!"

Yang Wuji said: "But I am now in an invincible position!"

The man in green sighed: "That seems to be it now!"

Yang Wuji smiled, looked at Murong Fu, and said, "So now you should understand whose death day is today?"

Murong Fu said: "It seems that you have forgotten a truth. Dead people cannot kill. Only if you die will Zhuo Yuzhen live!"

Yang Wuji sighed and said, "It seems you still don't quite understand, just because you didn't hear what I just said."

The man in green said, "I heard it."

Yang Wuji asked, "What am I talking about?"

The man in green said: "You said that as soon as you see blood, you want him to kill Zhuo Yuzhen immediately."

Yang Wuji asked, "Who am I talking to?"

The man in green said, "I don't recognize that person, I only know that you called him 'index finger'!"

Yang Wuji asked, "Where are his people now?"

The man in green said, "Take Zhuo Yuzhen and leave."

Yang Wuji asked: "Where have you gone?"

The man in green said, "I don't know."

Yang Wuji said, "Who knows?"

The man in green said, "No one seems to know."

Gongsun Tu said, “No one knew about it in the first place!”

He smiled again, looked at Murong Fu and said, "Do you fully understand now?"

Murong Fu nodded, but he remained calm.

Yang Wuji asked, "Whose death day is today?"

Murong Fu said: "Yours."

Yang Wuji smiled and shook his head, saying, "It seems that this person is not only really stubborn, but also really stupid. He still doesn't understand it yet."

Murong Fu said: "You are the one who doesn't understand, because you have forgotten one thing despite all your calculations."

Yang Wuji said, "Oh?"

Murong Fu said: "You have forgotten that I must not die. What's more, if I die, Zhuo Yuzhen really can't be saved. So why should I let you kill me? Why not kill you?"

Yang Wuji was stunned and said, "Since no one can die, what do you think we should do?"

Murong Fu said: "Show your sword. If you don't die within ten moves, I will spare your life!"

Yang Wuji said: "Then what if I lose?"

Murong Fu said: "If you want to survive then, you must trade Zhuo Yuzhen for your life!"

Yang Wuji pondered for a moment, then suddenly smiled again and said, "This is a good deal!"

Murong Fu said: "You still won't take action?"

Yang Wuji's smile disappeared, and his right hand under his sleeve robe had firmly grasped the hilt of the sword.

To him, the figure in front of him was a formidable enemy that he had never encountered in his life.

Eighteen years ago, this man and Ye Kai worked together to deal with the Demon Sect's move south and the resurgent Money Gang, and countless masters were defeated by him.

For example, King Wanpeng who dominates the south of the Yangtze River, his old uncle Sun Yubo, "Red Devil Hand" Yi Yeqiu, and Guo Ding, the successor of "Songyang Iron Sword", not to mention the four heavenly kings of the Demon Sect.

Among them are the "White Swordsman" Lu Di, and the "East China Sea Jade Xiao" Yuxiao Taoist who ranked tenth in the weapons spectrum at that time.

And all of these people were once world-famous masters, but without exception, they were all defeated at the hands of the man in front of them.

He knew in his heart that he was about to face such a terrifying opponent, so how could he not be prepared?

Yang Wuji suddenly smiled and took two steps back. At this moment, nine people suddenly appeared outside the house.

Nine people had thirteen kinds of hidden weapons, each with at least three pieces. The sound of bowstrings and machine springs sounded at the same time, and more than thirty rays of cold light came over like a rainstorm.

Murong Fu's reaction was naturally not slow.

Just a "choking" sound was heard, and the sword was unsheathed.

The sword light pierced the sky, as if overwhelming the sky and the earth, and the next moment all the hidden weapons in the sky suddenly disappeared.

Murong Fu was still unscathed. At the same time, Xiao Siwu stood up suddenly. Every muscle in his right arm was filled with real power.

The flying knife is in his right hand.

Xiao Siwu suddenly said coldly: "Look at the knife!"

The light of the sword shot towards him like lightning. Murong Fu did not move or dodge. What moved was his sword. As soon as "Stare" sounded, sparks were fired, and a sword light shot up into the sky. It looked like it had broken through the clouds and flown into the sky.

Yang Wuji's sword has also been unsheathed.

His sword-drawing movements were skillful and skillful, and his strikes were accurate and effective. One thrust of the sword hit Murong Fu's vital point.

He had already calculated that Murong Fu would take action if he was in trouble, and he had already predicted his reaction.

His sword was already waiting there.

Every detail of this matter had already been calculated by him, and he felt that the timing of the sword strike was perfect.

They all thought that this battle was already won, because they all forgot one thing.

The person in front of him was Murong Fu, and he was holding a sword in his hand.

Murong Fu's right hand holding the sword just moved downward slightly, and the long sword in Yang Wuji's hand suddenly shifted to the left, and the tip of his sword suddenly touched Murong Fu's sword.

Encountering this change, Yang Wuji's expression changed drastically, obviously he had not expected this result.

The man in Tsing Yi who was sitting on the chair next to him sighed softly when he saw this. Suddenly, countless chess pieces on the chessboard came towards Murong Fu like a violent storm.

These chess pieces were obviously made of ordinary jade, but their power far exceeded the hidden weapons of the nine people who had jointly used them just now.

Seeing this, Murong Fu remained calm and unhurried. I don't know what method he used. The two long swords that were originally stuck together suddenly separated strangely. Yang Wuji took the opportunity to retreat backwards.

The next moment, a bright sword light was seen rising into the sky, and the incoming chess pieces were crushed into powder.

And Yang Wuji's sword took the opportunity to strike again, like a jade girl shuttled back and forth, with a sharp blow, it hit Murong Fu's chest vitally.

However, Murong Fu stabbed out a sword with his backhand. The sword in his hand was obviously coming from behind, but it came first.

The sword lights of the two did not even reach each other. Although Yang Wuji's sword light came very quickly, Murong Fu's sword light was faster.

The tip of Yang Wuji's sword was barely an inch away from Murong Fu's chest. This inch was the fatal inch.

Only a scream was heard, blood splattered, and in the rain of blood, an arm fell out of thin air, holding a sword tightly in its hand - an elegant pine-patterned iron sword.

Yang Wuji covered the wound on his broken arm with his left hand. His face was pale and he couldn't help but take a few steps back.

This was the most promising time in his life to kill Murong Fu. This time his sword was only half a step away from piercing Murong Fu's chest.

It's just an inch off.

However, this one inch made a world of difference, and now he finally understood what Yan Nanfei felt that day.

As the two decided the winner, a burst of sword light suddenly fell. When it fell, it split into two points and fell to the ground like a meteor.

It's a knife, a flying knife!

The blades struck each other, and the remaining energy counterattacked, and Jing flew several feet into the sky.

The four-inch long flying knife had been broken into two pieces.

Who can imagine the power and speed of this knife flying out?

But Murong Fu held the sword with one hand and knocked down the sword. The blade of Bailianqinggang was cut off by his sword.

However, Bo Hongxue held the scabbard under her ribs and drew the sword with her backhand. The sword flashed and met the sword light.

The tip of Yang Wulu's sword barely missed Fu Hongxue's by an inch at most.

Murong Fu said: "You lose!"

Yang Wuji covered the wound on his broken arm and was speechless for a long time, but finally said coldly: "But you still can't kill me!"

Murong Fu said: "Then hand over Zhuo Yuzhen quickly!"

Yang Wuji, whose face was pale, suddenly slapped the table with one hand.

Soon they saw a young woman who was pregnant with Liujia and was brought into the house by two people with tears in her eyes.

Murong Fu asked: "Is she Zhuo Yuzhen?"

The man in green sighed: "She is Zhuo Yuzhen!"

Murong Fu looked at the two of them with strange eyes for a moment, and then suddenly said: "In this case, then you have no reason to continue living!"

When Yang Wuji heard this, his eyes showed fear and he quickly retreated backwards.

But the sword in Murong Fu's hand had been waiting there for a long time. With a "puff" sound, Yang Wuji seemed to have lost all his strength, and his chest was penetrated by the long sword.

The whole person showed an incredible look, and finally said in pain: "You...you..."

It seems that he could not have predicted this outcome until he died.

"It seems you still forgot my name?"

Watching Yang Wuji approaching death, Murong Fu said coldly.

Seeing this, the man in green clothes on the side suddenly sighed: "'Repay the other person with the same way'. It seems that we have forgotten the most crucial point!"

Just as Yang Wuji claims to have "no taboos", in the past this person was famous all over the world for "repaying others in kind", so Yang Wuji's result is not unexpected.

"Did you take action just now?"

Looking at the man in green in front of him, Murong Fu said suddenly.

"Take action!"

The man in Tsing Yi's tone seemed to be extremely complicated, and it clearly contained annoyance and regret.

It was rare for him to do such an irrational and irrational thing, but because of Murong Fu's reputation.

Different from Fu Hongxue, Murong Fu single-handedly founded the "Fuwei Escort Bureau", the most powerful company in the world, eighteen years ago. If he hadn't suddenly disappeared midway, the world would probably still be under his control.

But now that he appears again, he naturally has a conflict with the master who already controls the entire world.

In order to be ahead of schedule and to completely eliminate this trouble, he took action just now.

The man in Tsing Yi stared at Murong Fu and sighed softly: "You are worthy of being as famous as the famous hero Ye Kai in the past. Your sword skills are indeed unparalleled. People in the world only know that your fist and palm martial arts are formidable, but they don't know your strength." The swordsmanship is equally terrifying!"

Yan Nanfei has superb swordsmanship and can be called the leader of contemporary young swordsmen, but he was still defeated by Murong Fu.

Yang Wuji has been famous for many years, his swordsmanship is fierce and vicious, and he has no scruples in his attacks, but he was also defeated by Murong Fu.

Can such a person, such martial arts, and such swordsmanship be practiced by just one person?

Gu Qi couldn't help but have doubts in his heart.

Murong Fu asked: "Which hand did you use just now?"

Gu Qi said: "Right hand!"

Murong Fu said calmly: "Cut it off and I will let you go!"

When Gu Qi heard this, he let out a long sigh, immediately picked up Yang Wuji's pine pattern iron sword from the ground, and cut off his right hand without hesitation the next moment.

"You are decisive!"

Murong Fu glanced at the severed hand that fell on the ground and said in a cold tone.

Gu Qi bandaged the wound on his own. After treating the wound, he returned to the calmness he had not long ago.

The next moment, he walked past Murong Fu with a smile. He knew that Murong Fu would never take action because he was punished.

After Gu Qi left, Murong Fu looked at Xiao Siwu who had not left yet and said, "Why don't you leave yet?"

Xiao Siwu came up empty-handed and said coldly: "Young master Xiao's four Wus do not include the word shameless. Even if you want to settle, you must do it in an honest way."

There is no knife in his hand, it's like a virgin suddenly turned into a naked man, he doesn't even know where to put his hands.

But he didn't run away.

Murong Fu looked at him: "You only have one knife?"

Xiao Siwu said: "Today I have to deal with you, I can only bring a knife"

Murong Fu asked, "Why?"

Xiao Siwu said: "Because I know that the first sword will be the last, so I will use my full strength to strike with this sword."

Murong Fu said: "You put yourself to death first, so that you can act without any scruples?"

Xiao Siwudao: "That's exactly it."

He continued slowly: "Besides, my sword is bound to hit. If it misses, hundreds of more swords will be useless."

Murong Fu looked at him, as if he remembered someone, and suddenly said: "You said well, let's go!"

Xiao Siwu said: "You let me go?"

Murong Fu said: "I won't kill you just because you are still young. Besides, you said two words just now!"

Xiao Siwu said: "What word?"

Murong Fu said: "Look at the knife!"

The flying knife takes action. First of all, let me warn you. This is not the behavior of a despicable person.

Xiao Siwu's hand suddenly clenched, and a strange expression suddenly appeared in his eyes. After a long time, he slowly said, "If I don't say these two words, can you break my sword?"

Murong Fu said calmly: "Then you were already a dead person just now!"

Xiao Siwu didn't even say a word, turned around and left, and walked very fast, and never looked back.

Looking at Xiao Siwu's figure, Murong Fu's eyes looked a little strange.

In the past, it was difficult for him to understand Ximen Chuixue's behavior of forgiving Su Shaoying, but now he has some feelings for it.

If a few years pass, he will be a very good opponent!

(End of this chapter)