"Don't come any closer! Or I'll kill her!"
The Golden Wheel Monk was in disarray. Nemo Xing and Yin Kexi, both mid-stage Grandmasters, couldn't even last a single round.
This Murong Fu is definitely at the peak of the Grandmaster level, and he's almost at the level of a Great Grandmaster!
He had already guessed quite boldly, but he still wasn't bold enough.
The Golden Wheel Monk looked at Guo Fu, raised his golden wheel, and prepared to launch it.
"Heh~" Murong Fu laughed, carrying his blood-stainless sword, and walked over step by step, shrugging his shoulders and saying, "Do you know that I hate it when people threaten my family? You can try and see if your wheels are faster or my sword is faster."
"Don't come any closer! Or I'll really hit you!"
The Golden Wheel Monk's hands trembled slightly; he was truly afraid.
Guo Fu said defiantly, "Go ahead and do it! If you even blink, I'm no hero!"
"you……"
The Golden Wheel Monk gritted his teeth, completely at a loss for what to do.
After a moment, he made up his mind that even if it meant trading one for one, he wouldn't let Murong Fu get away with it: "You asked for it!"
Murong Fu raised his hand and pressed down in the air.
As if an invisible hand were pressing down on him, the Golden Wheel Monk's movements slowed.
The next moment.
The sword energy, like a rainbow, pierced into the space between his brows.
Bang!
The Golden Wheel Monk's head exploded like a watermelon.
The wheel fell to the ground, and the headless corpse tumbled down with it.
"It seems my sword is faster."
Murong Fu sheathed his sword as if he had done something insignificant.
Guo Fu was stunned. When she came to her senses, she couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of sour water, "Ugh~"
"Fu-mei, are you alright?"
Murong Fu stepped forward, came to her side, embraced her, and channeled a wisp of Nine Yang True Qi into her, warming her entire body.
"I'm fine, thank you, husband~"
Guo Fu's eyes were filled with Murong Fu. With such a husband, what more could a woman ask for?
"Let me help you to the side to rest for a while."
Murong Fu helped her sit down on a tree root nearby, gently wiping the white foam from the corner of her mouth with tenderness in his eyes.
Guo Fu's heart raced; she had already fallen for him.
This action was even more moving than the heartfelt confession just now.
"By the way, let my father-in-law and the others come and collect the bodies first. It's not right to leave these corpses in the wilderness."
As he spoke, Murong Fu took out a signal tube from his pocket and fired it into the sky.
A firework bursts into bloom.
"So beautiful~"
Guo Fu stared intently, her beautiful eyes sparkling like stars.
"Not as beautiful as you."
Murong Fu stared intently at Guo Fu, his eyes fixed on her with his sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes.
Guo Fu shyly shrank into Murong Fu's arms.
Murong Fu lowered his head and savored the cherry lips.
...
When Guo Jing, Huang Rong, and the others arrived, they saw a young couple embracing.
Huang Rong nudged Guo Jing with her elbow. She hadn't received such treatment back then; it was all because Guo Jing was too serious!
"My parents are here."
Guo Fu was a little short of breath and pushed Murong Fu away.
Her lips were a little swollen, but they tasted sweet.
Guo Fu's lips were swollen, and her tongue was also swollen, causing her to speak with a lisp: "Father, Mother... just now, Mongolian experts attacked, but fortunately my husband killed them, and their bodies are over there."
Only then did everyone see the four corpses.
"These are Xiao Xiangzi, Yin Kexi, and Nimo Xing. They were indeed Mongolian masters. They are all dead!"
"Who is this headless corpse?"
"Look at that wheel, could it be the Golden Wheel Monk?"
"Hiss! The Golden Wheel Monk is not easy to deal with. He is a late-stage Grandmaster. Only Hero Guo could keep up with him, yet he was beheaded!"
"Young Master Murong's martial arts are unparalleled! I admire you!"
"..."
Having frequently fought against the Mongol army, they had seen many of their top fighters. It was truly astonishing that several of these masters had perished here.
Huang Rong's expression shifted, and she asked, "Young Master Murong, are you at the peak of the Grandmaster realm?"
"What? Peak Grandmaster?"
"That's it! Only a Grandmaster at the peak can fight four opponents at once and annihilate all these experts in one fell swoop!"
"Young Master Murong looks so young, yet he's already at the peak of the Grandmaster level. He's likely to break through to the Great Grandmaster level in the future!"
Many people were surprised upon hearing this.
Even Guo Jing was shocked as he looked at Murong Fu. The peak of the Grandmaster realm was the level of the Five Great Masters of the Southern Song Dynasty.
It is said that Wang Chongyang, a man of supernatural powers, has broken through to the Grandmaster level, but he has not appeared for more than ten years, and no one knows whether he is alive or dead.
Murong Fu smiled and said, "Mother-in-law, just call me Fu'er. Calling me Young Master Murong is too formal."
Seeing that Murong Fu did not give a direct answer, everyone understood that this was an admission that he had reached the peak of the Grandmaster level!
This shocked them even more; he was truly at the peak of a grandmaster!
"Good, good, good!" Guo Jing was overjoyed and walked over to pat Murong Fu's shoulder heavily a few times. "Fu'er is at the peak of the Grandmaster level. In my opinion, the position of leader of the martial arts alliance should be taken by Fu'er!"
Everyone was taken aback again upon hearing this, thinking that it was inappropriate, but then they thought of Murong Fu's martial arts skills and realized that it was appropriate.
After all, having a Grandmaster at the peak leading the team greatly ensures safety.
However, Murong Fu shook his head: "Father-in-law, no, I am just a junior. How can I be judged by my martial arts skills? If Ouyang Feng, the Western Poison, were to come here, would we also have to recognize him as the leader of the martial arts alliance?"
"Well...you're right."
Guo Jing pondered and nodded.
Everyone nodded in agreement. Although Ouyang Feng, the Western Poison, was highly skilled in martial arts, he was also vicious. Everyone wanted to kill him as soon as possible, so how could they allow him to become the leader of the martial arts alliance?
Murong Fu suggested, "Father-in-law, you should take these corpses back and hang them in front of Dasheng Pass. This should deter the Mongol Tartars."
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