Duan Yu was like a war god, fighting to a standstill with Kumārajīva.
The crowd parted to make way, utterly astonished. Where did these two powerful experts come from? And they appeared at once, two of them at once!
"Kumārajīva! I've tolerated you for far too long!"
Duan Yu forced Kumārajīva back with a single strike of his Shangyang Sword, creating some distance between them, and said angrily.
Kumārajīva, unperturbed, made a delicate gesture with his fingers and put his hands together, saying, "Amitabha! This humble monk doesn't know what I did to displease Young Master Duan? This humble monk will correct it."
Despite Duan Yu's apparent ferocity, he was actually completely disorganized, and Kumārajīva easily dodged his attacks.
Duan Yu thought for a moment and said, "You keep using pressure points on me! It really annoys me!"
Kumārajīva nodded: "I see. As long as Young Master Duan behaves himself, this humble monk will not use acupressure on you."
Upon hearing this, Duan Yu seemed to deflate, his aura dissipated, and he slumped down.
Kumārajīva quickly rushed over and came to Duan Yu's side, helping him up.
At this moment.
Murong Fu's voice rang out softly: "Master, this is not right of you. Why do you only care about your own pleasure? You should also let Young Master Duan have some fun."
Everyone turned to look in astonishment.
Murong Fu appeared gracefully from afar, his white robes fluttering, his bangs, though loose, swaying in the wind.
It was Murong Fu who appeared disguised as Li Feiyu.
Many people exclaimed in their hearts, "What a dashing young nobleman!"
People are speculating about which faction's young talent this is.
Only a few people recognized that this was Li Feiyu, the murderer and arsonist!
"I'm not, you..."
"Master, there's no need to explain. I come from overseas, where things are even more complicated. Let alone homosexuality, it's quite common for two beautiful women to be involved in lesbian relationships."
Murong Fu waved his hand, interrupting Kumārajīva.
In a short time.
The crowd's expressions changed. This big monk and this pretty scholar actually had that kind of relationship?
So, was that just a minor tiff between the couple?
"..."
The group moved a step further away.
"You are, Young Master Li? Then who is he...?"
Duan Yu was also stunned. The person in front of him was Li Feiyu, so wasn't the one over there really Murong Fu?
He looked at it carefully again and again. Apart from some resemblance in appearance, "Li Feiyu" and "Murong Fu" were completely different in temperament, style, and spirit.
Murong Fu narrowed his eyes and said with a smile, "He is none other than Murong of the South, one of the most famous figures in the Northern Song Dynasty's martial arts world, Qiao Feng of the North. This is the first time I have seen Murong of the South, and he does indeed bear a resemblance to him."
This "Murong Fu" was actually Murong Bo in disguise. He frowned, looked at Murong Fu, and was equally shocked.
If Murong Bo hadn't been certain he didn't have any illegitimate children, he would have thought this was his illegitimate child who had been lost overseas!
He learned that his son, Murong Fu, had not been active in the martial arts world recently, so he disguised himself as Murong Fu.
Unexpectedly, the imposter met the real deal.
Quan Guanqing stepped forward at this moment, stabilizing the situation and steering the conversation back on track: "Qiao Feng! You Khitan! You are not worthy of being the leader of our Beggars' Sect!"
Bai Shijing also stepped forward and said, "Qiao Feng, I didn't expect you to be a Khitan. You should leave; the Beggars' Sect can't tolerate you."
"Qiao Feng, get out!"
"Qiao Feng, I respect you as a man. Leave with dignity and don't make things difficult for us."
Other high-ranking members of the Beggars' Sect also spoke up.
Qiao Feng was stunned.
Having lived for over thirty years, I always thought I was Han Chinese and was proud of being Han Chinese. I never imagined that I was actually a Khitan.
"ridiculous."
Murong Fu spoke with a smile.
Quan Guanqing stared at him and warned, "What's so funny? This is an internal matter of the Beggars' Sect. Don't make a mistake for yourself!"
Murong Fu said coldly, "A piece of trash dares to bark like that!"
"Who are you calling trash?!"
Quan Guanqing pulled out the bamboo stick and stared at him with a serious expression.
Murong Fu sneered, scanning the Beggars' Clan members: "I say you're all trash! A bunch of beggars, with hands and feet, instead of working to get rich, you've gathered together to form a Beggars' Clan? How laughable!"
Quan Guanqing was utterly enraged: "Everyone, follow me and kill this fiend! Li Feiyu is a murderer and arsonist, and everyone has the right to kill him!"
As he spoke, Quan Guanqing leaped forward, wielding his bamboo staff in a dazzling display of swordplay.
"Trash is trash, no matter how fancy it is."
Murong Fu sneered, and suddenly threw a punch, arriving first despite being behind.
A simple, unadorned punch passed through the gaps in the bamboo sticks and landed squarely on Quan Guanqing's chest.
Pfft!!
Quan Guanqing coughed up blood and flew backward, his face pale, already on the verge of death.
Bai Shijing caught Quan Guanqing and quickly checked his pulse: "Not good! This is the Heart-Shattering Fist! Elder Quan's heart meridian has been injured! He won't live much longer!"
"What?!"
The Beggars' Sect members were stunned; they were killed in one punch.
Qiao Feng was startled and jumped over: "Your attack is far too ruthless!"
Murong Fu smiled contemptuously: "Haven't you heard of my name? Li Feiyu, the murderer and arsonist! Things that can be solved by killing aren't really problems."
"In that case, I, Qiao, will gladly accept your esteemed advice!"
Qiao Feng, with a solemn expression, climbed up.
Murong Fu said coldly, "Wait, do you want to know the whereabouts of your parents?"
"What?"
Qiao Feng abruptly stopped halfway through unleashing his Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms.
Murong Fu chuckled, his hands behind his back. "Want to know? Then go and kill the eight elders of the Beggars' Sect, and I'll tell you."
Qiao Feng declared loudly, "I, Qiao, would never do such a heinous thing!"
Murong Fu continued, "Really? What if they are the murderers who killed Ma Dayuan?"
"impossible!"
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