Branching Out in the Martial Universe

(Martial Arts Compilation + Murong Fu + Branching Out + Many Children Bring Happiness + Decisive Violence + Mindless)

Murong Fu transmigrates for twenty years; his young cousin gives birth to...

Chapter 50 The Most Tender Thing is That Lowered Head

"My lord, are we being chased?"

"Shan'er, don't be afraid. Although I am a scholar, I am not afraid of anyone. I have killed a man in ten steps and left no trace for a thousand miles."

Murong Fu smiled and gently brushed aside Yue Lingshan's bangs, telling her not to cover her face.

The gentleness of that lowered head is like a water lily shyly trembling in the cool breeze.

The wheels of the caravan roll like dust, crushing the years.

Night fell.

The melodious sound of the zither was gentle and winding, followed by the bold sound of the xiao (vertical bamboo flute), echoing each other.

Murong Fu followed the rhythm and hummed softly: "A hearty laugh echoes across the vast sea, the tides surge on both shores..."

Yue Lingshan shook her head and swayed her head to the music.

Although I can't understand it, my husband is so handsome.

"Liu Zhengfeng! How dare you! You dare to collude with the elders of the Demonic Sect to harm the martial arts world! Your crimes are heinous! We are acting on the orders of Alliance Leader Zuo to arrest you. Surrender obediently, or you will die!"

The group surrounded Xiao Se and Ming, shouting angrily.

Qu Yang grinned maliciously, his eyes dark as he scanned the newcomer: "You dare to arrest my confidant right in front of me? Do you think I'm dead!"

"Qu Yang, leave obediently, or you'll die too!"

The speaker was quite disdainful and didn't take Qu Yang seriously at all.

"How dare you! I'd like to see how you plan to kill me."

Enraged, Qu Yang frantically played the zither, the music transforming into invisible swords that descended with deadly intent.

"You dare to act so aggressively with just a mere sonic attack?"

Another person descended from the sky, striking down with a palm, the cold air spreading and freezing the invisible swords.

"Zuo Lengchan! Such powerful icy true energy!"

Qu Yang's pupils contracted slightly, revealing a deep sense of apprehension.

Zuo Lengchan's voice was colder than his icy inner energy: "Retreat now, or you will be buried with Liu Zhengfeng!"

"Hahaha!" Qu Yang burst into laughter. "How utterly ridiculous! You righteous sects want to capture members of the Demonic Sect, but I am an elder of the Demonic Sect. You dare not attack me directly, yet you go to such lengths to kill those who collude with me?"

Liu Zhengfeng also spoke up: "Brother Qu, this is the right way. It's perfectly normal to bully the weak and fear the strong. I only regret that I didn't see through it back then."

Qu Yang said heartily, "Brother Liu, a true friend is hard to find in life! I've lived enough, it would be worth dying with you!"

Zuo Lengchan sneered, "Ha! After I kill you all, I will grind your bones to dust and scatter the ashes. The former will be scattered in the East Sea, and the latter in the South Sea!"

"Zuo Lengchan! You're asking for death!" x2

Liu Zhengfeng wielded a flute and a sword, while Qu Yang wielded a zither and a sword. They smiled at each other, and the two swords joined forces.