"impossible!"
"Absolutely impossible!"
"How can you be so strong!"
Shi Zhixuan was sent flying backward. Although he was not injured, he felt pressure from Wanwan, a pressure that only occurs when facing a martial artist of the same level.
But Wanwan is only a late-stage Grandmaster... Wait, isn't Wanwan Zhu Yuyan's disciple?
Why is Zhu Yuyan so weak, while Wanwan has become a late-stage Grandmaster?
"Shi Zhixuan, are they your backers? They don't seem that strong."
Ning Daoqi stood on the rooftop, watching them with a mocking expression.
Shi Feixuan stepped forward, looked at Ning Daoqi, and said, "Senior Ning, could you please release them for the sake of this junior?"
"Shi Feixuan? What are you doing here?"
Ning Daoqi looked at Shi Feixuan with a puzzled expression.
Seeing that Shi Feixuan's expression was clear and she showed no signs of being bewitched, he was even more surprised.
Shi Feixuan said, "Senior, this is a mission of our sect, and it is not convenient to disclose it."
"A mission from the sect? Cihang Jingzhai collaborating with the Demonic Sect? Plotting against the Sui Emperor?"
Ning Daoqi was even more surprised.
Shi Feixuan asked, "What has your decision been, Senior?"
“If your master were here, this old Taoist might consider it. But you are just a few children. When I was traveling the world, you were not even born yet.”
Ning Daoqi said coldly.
Shi Feixuan sighed, "It seems there's no way to resolve this peacefully."
“Hahaha—” Ning Daoqi stroked his five-stranded beard with amusement. “You mean you want to attack this old Daoist? Then this old Daoist will see how much of your master’s power you have, Fei Xuan.”
However.
Shi Feixuan did not make a move, but instead turned her head to look into the house.
Murong Fu walked out of the house with his left arm around Wei Zhenzhen and his right arm around Fu Junzhuo.
Wei Zhenzhen peeled the grapes and fed them to Murong Fu.
Fu Junzhuo peeled the orange and fed her a segment.
Ning Daoqi frowned and stared intently at Murong Fu, finding that he could not see through this young man.
He was plain-looking and had an ordinary demeanor, like a spoiled brat. What was even more unbearable was that he was groping the two women with his hands, completely disregarding the number one grandmaster of the righteous path.
"Senior, help me!"
Shi Zhixuan reacted quickly, immediately flying to his side and kowtowing repeatedly, tears streaming down his face.
“Father-in-law, why are you in such a sorry state? He’s just an old man. If you had practiced martial arts properly, you wouldn’t be in such a sorry state.”
Murong Fu patted Shi Zhixuan on the shoulder, helped him up, and said calmly.
Although Shi Zhixuan looked terrible, a smile appeared on his face; at least his life was spared.
Ning Daoqi stared at Murong Fu and rebuked him, "Who are you? Why are you interfering in the affairs of Suizhou? And you even dare to try to control the fate of the dynasty. You are truly a wolf in sheep's clothing."
"Fellow Daoist is joking. I am merely passing through this place, taking a vacation. How could I possibly be interfering in the affairs of Suizhou? Furthermore, in my opinion, your interference in the fate of my relatives and friends is even worse, and I do not like it."
Murong Fu responded calmly.
"Hmph! Eloquent words, let's see who's the real deal with their skills."
Ning Daoqi did not want to speak again, and his seemingly distant palm strike instantly hit Murong Fu in front of him.
Eight-handed pouncing move!
The supreme martial arts, originating from the Zhuangzi, have countless variations, and the moves are as free as a celestial horse galloping through the sky.
Murong Fu raised an eyebrow. As expected of the number one righteous person in Suizhou, his move was incredibly powerful.
He raised his hands slowly and deliberately, and drew a circle.
Time flies!
The force of the palm rebounded and blasted back at an even faster speed.
Ning Daoqi was taken aback. He dodged to the side, only to find that the palm strike could curve. He had no choice but to unleash another palm strike to neutralize the force.
The force of the rebounding palm strike was even more refined than the one he had thrown.
"An eye for an eye!"
"Who do we have here? It's the Murong family of Songzhou. Are you Murong Bo or Murong Xing?"
Ning Daoqi glanced at Murong Fu, then hesitated and asked.
Murong Fu smiled faintly and said, "Old Taoist priest, if you want to find my father and grandfather, I'm afraid you'll have to go to hell to find them."
"You're Murong Bo's son? How is that possible?!"
Ning Daoqi was shocked.
Wanwan chuckled and said, "It seems that the old man has not been out in the world for a long time, and has not even heard of my husband's deeds of destroying the Shaolin Temple."
Ning Daoqi frowned deeply; he had never heard of this matter before.
"Shaolin Temple has an old monk in charge, yet you were able to defeat him... Truly, a hero emerges from among the young."
Ning Daoqi praised him verbally, but in his heart he already had the intention to back down.
Although they only exchanged one move, it was clear that they probably couldn't defeat Murong Fu today, and if they continued fighting, they might be ganged up on. It was better to stop here.
Murong Fu smiled and said, "Old Taoist Master, you flatter me. Since you're here, why don't you come in and have a chat? I have many questions that I would like to ask you."
"No, I just remembered that there's still a furnace of pills burning at home. Let's talk another day!"
Ning Daoqi was extremely cautious. Before he could finish speaking, he retreated rapidly and disappeared into the horizon in the blink of an eye.
Wanwan sighed, "What a pity, the old man is too cautious, otherwise we might have been able to take him down."
Zhu Yuyan's voice rang in her ears: "Wanwan, help your master take down Shi Zhixuan, and from now on, your master will listen to you in everything."
Shi Zhixuan trembled and looked pale.
This is like escaping the tiger's mouth only to enter the wolf's den.
Shi Zhixuan forced himself to say, "Yu Yan, I love you!"
Unexpectedly, Zhu Yuyan slapped his face with her slender hand.
"Smack!"
"How dare you try to steal my husband's woman!"
Zhu Yuyan was very disdainful, but felt extremely pleased.
Shi Zhixuan's eyes widened, and he inexplicably felt a green light above his head.
Zhu Yuyan has also become the senior's woman?
This senior is truly suitable for all ages!
"Senior, spare my life! I didn't know Zhu Yuyan was your woman! I was wrong!"
"Smack!"
"Smack!"
"..."
Shi Zhixuan reacted quickly, kowtowing and apologizing while slapping himself repeatedly.
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