People in Zongwu: Starting with the Yin Gui Sect

"Amitabha, old donor Murong didn't expect you to be alive. You really deceived me!"

Xuan Ci, who was standing by, saw the other party's true face and knew that he had been deceived.

The people around him were also whispering. Today's events happened one after another, so fast that they could hardly react.

"So, you admit that you gave Xuan Ci false information and killed my beloved wife!"

"That's right!"

Faced with Xiao Yuanshan's questioning, Murong Bo had nothing to defend.

I only heard Xuan Ci saying, "Old donor Murong, I have known you for many years and have always respected you, but I never thought that you would spread false news to me and let me kill a good man by mistake.

I even chanted sutras for you after hearing the news of your death, but I didn't expect that all this was a scam. Can you tell me why you did this?"

"Why? That's a good question!"

Murong Bo winked at Murong Fu, "Fu'er!"

Murong Fu took out a seal when he saw this.

I only heard Murong Bo say, "My Gusu Murong family is a descendant of the former Great Yan Kingdom. For hundreds of years, we have never given up the dream of restoring the country. If we don't provoke a war between the Great Song and the Great Liao, how can we have a chance for Great Yan?"

"Great Yan? Restoring the country?"

When Murong Bo said this, Xuan Ci didn't say anything, but the group of martial artists around him were all confused.

It seems that Great Yan has been extinct for hundreds of years, and now they are still talking about restoring the country. What a fuss!

Only Wang Yuyan can understand it. His cousin has made so much effort for this illusory dream of restoring the country.

Xuan Ci in the field also understood the cause and effect, "Amitabha, so that's how it is. If it weren't for the old donor Murong, I really didn't know that the Gusu Murong family was actually the descendant of the former Great Yan royal family. Now everything makes sense.

But you killed so many people for this illusory dream of restoring the country. Don't you have anything to say?"

Facing Xuan Ci's questioning, Murong Bo looked indifferent, "Man proposes, God disposes."

Xuan Ci continued, "I guess you killed my junior brother too."

"That's right!"

The two of them asked and answered each other here, but Xiao Yuanshan on the side couldn't help it, "I don't care what you are for, but you killed my wife, you must die today!"

As he said, Xiao Yuanshan rushed towards Murong Bo regardless of anything, and Xiao Feng saw this and quickly fought with Murong Fu. At this point, there was nothing to say, and the blood debt naturally needed to be paid with blood.

Moreover, after this incident, regardless of whether Murong Bo and his son can survive, they can no longer stir up trouble. After all, the Imperial City Division of their country is not just for show.

Looking at the two sides in the battle, Wu Yu had to admit that Murong Bo and his son were still very strong. At least they could not lose to the Xiao family father and son, especially Murong Fu, who could fight against Xiao Feng 40-60 with his family's unique skills.

However, Wu Yu also knew that all this was only temporary. After all, people who knew Xiao Feng knew that his biggest characteristic was that he became stronger when facing strong opponents. Others became weaker the more they fought, but Xiao Feng was completely the opposite. The longer they fought, the stronger they became. The whole person was like a god of war.

Sure enough, as the battle continued, Murong Fu had gradually begun to fall behind after a hundred moves, while Xiao Feng became more and more courageous, as if he didn't know what fatigue was.

This scene fell on Murong Bo, who was fighting with Xiao Yuanshan on the other side, and he was very anxious. He wanted to rescue him many times, but was entangled by Xiao Yuanshan every time.

After dozens of moves, Murong Bo, who saw that his son was in danger, could no longer bear it and shouted to the sky: "Don't attack yet!"

"What?"

The crowd was shocked. Could it be that Murong Bo had helpers?

Just as everyone began to wonder, a strange phenomenon suddenly appeared in the western sky, with a giant dragon circling and immortals dancing!

A flash of sword light carrying the power of heaven and earth pierced directly towards Xiao Feng below before everyone could react. Wherever the sword light passed, everyone looked straight ahead, as if there was only this sword left in the world.

And Xiao Feng, who was originally fighting with Murong Fu and had already gained the upper hand, felt his hair stand on end, as if he was being stared at by some flood beast.

"The arrogant dragon will regret!"

In a hurry, Xiao Feng could only mobilize his whole body's true energy to slap out a palm, hoping to offset this fatal sword.

But the idea is beautiful, the reality is cruel. This dragon-shaped shadow, which almost gathered all the true energy of Xiao Feng, disappeared into thin air the moment it encountered the sword light, without even a trace of resistance.

At this time, the long sword was less than one foot away from Xiao Feng, and the old power had gone, and the new power had not yet been generated.Xiao Feng couldn't even dodge.

"Feng'er!"

Xiao Yuanshan, who was fighting with Murong Bo, saw this scene and had no time to stop it. He could only watch the sword that seemed to be descended from the heaven pierce his son's chest.

Just when everyone thought that Xiao Feng was doomed, two slender fingers came into view, and then, in everyone's incredible eyes, they actually clamped the sword that seemed to be descended from the heaven.

One step, two steps, three steps, until he retreated seven steps, and with the help of Xiao Feng, the force of the sword was completely removed.

Without the wings of a colorful butterfly, the heart is connected with the spirit, which is the spirit finger of Lu Xiaofeng that is said to be able to catch any weapon in the world.

"Huh~"

Looking at the long sword that had completely stopped, Lu Xiaofeng let out a long breath.

Then he felt the two fingers shake, and the long sword and its owner disappeared from his sight.

When Lu Xiaofeng looked up again, the owner of the sword had already appeared on the roof of the main hall.

"You are very good to be able to catch my sword with 70% of my power. You are Lu Xiaofeng!"

The middle-aged man in black said to Lu Xiaofeng who was also looking at him.

Lu Xiaofeng did not answer directly, but asked back: "A sword came from the west, a fairy from the sky, you are Ye Gucheng, the lord of Baiyun City!"

"Hua Zai, no, it's Ye Gucheng!"

At this time, Wu Yu finally recovered from the shock, not only him but also others. Everyone was shocked by the sword that was not like the human world just now.

Especially those people in the rivers and lakes thought in their hearts, if the target of the sword was themselves, could they catch it?

The answer is no, facing the sword that was like a god descending from heaven, there was nothing they could do except close their eyes and wait for death.

What everyone didn't expect was that such a sword was caught by a four-eyebrowed man who had hardly heard of it.

On the roof, Ye Gucheng nodded when he heard Lu Xiaofeng's question, and then looked at Murong Bo, "I said I would only use one sword, and now all the grudges between you and me are over."

Looking at Lu Xiaofeng again, Ye Gucheng said, "Tell Ximen Chuxue that I will wait for him on the top of the Forbidden City on August 15th next year, on the night of the full moon!"

After saying this, he ignored everyone's reaction and disappeared from everyone's sight as a shadow.