The surrounding martial arts practitioners were all stunned.
I had only heard of the formidable reputations of Murong Fu in the South and Qiao Feng in the North before, and had rarely seen them fight. Now I finally have a direct understanding of it.
Even the four infamous villains, when all three attacked together, couldn't withstand a single move from Nan Murong.
"Young Master Murong, I'm here to help you."
"The Four Evils are heinous criminals, utterly wicked and unforgivable. Let's attack them together!"
Martial arts practitioners all took action.
They certainly wouldn't dare to fight the Four Evils one-on-one, but they still have the guts to follow along and pick up scraps.
"Yun Zhonghe, where do you think you're going! Take this!"
"What kind of Tom, Dick, or Harry dares to come here looking for death!"
Yun Zhonghe sneered. He couldn't beat Murong Fu, but some small fry were just dreaming if they thought they could take advantage of the situation!
Yun Zhonghe waved his folding fan and shot out invisible poison needles, killing several small fry.
Just as he was about to continue his actions, another burst of energy shot out, startling him so much that he rolled on the ground and tried to dodge it in a sorry state. However, he was still hit in the calf by the Canhe Finger, which opened up a bloody hole.
"Murong Fu..."
Yun Zhonghe hugged his calves, gasped, and a deep sense of apprehension flashed in his eyes.
"Impressive lightness skill, let's try again."
Murong Fu chuckled and fired the Canhe Finger again.
Yun Zhonghe could not see the invisible and colorless energy, but he could sense the aura of danger. At this moment, he was terrified!
"Second brother, third brother, help!"
Yun Zhonghe scrambled and stumbled, desperately calling for help.
However, Ye Erniang and Yue Laosan were still recovering from their internal injuries and had no time to care about him.
That collision just now seriously injured them!
Just as the energy was about to hit his head, another energy shot from the direction of the stairs, canceling each other out.
"One-Finger Divine Skill? Duan Yanqing?"
Murong Fu turned his head to look over.
"Such powerful finger strength! Truly, heroes emerge from among the young."
Duan Yanqing, leaning on his cane, slowly walked up, uttering harsh and unpleasant ventriloquisms. His face, covered in granulation scars, twitched a few times as he met Murong Fu's gaze with his turbid eyes.
Murong Fu smiled slightly and said calmly, "You're not bad either, just an old dog clinging to life, a mere deposed crown prince of Dali. I don't know what face you have to live in this world. If I were you, I would have ended my own life long ago."
When his true colors were exposed, Duan Yanqing's face instantly darkened, and he exuded an astonishing murderous aura that made people tremble. His mid-stage Grandmaster cultivation was on full display.
"You brat! You're asking for death!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Duan Yanqing leaped into the air, using his cane as a sword to unleash the Duan family sword technique, while simultaneously unleashing a powerful One-Finger Divine Skill with his other hand.
Murong Fu remained still and drew a circle with both hands.
Time flies!
"An eye for an eye!"
Duan Yanqing's pupils contracted slightly, and he retreated again and again, his ventriloquism becoming even sharper.
The cane attacked him uncontrollably, and the energy from the One-Finger Divine Skill returned along the same path.
Duan Yanqing could only slam his cane handle, knocking the cane away, and at the same time shoot out a One-Finger Divine Skill to counteract the counterattack's energy.
With just one move, his breathing became disordered.
Duan Yanqing naturally knew that Murong Fu could use the Shifting Stars technique, but he did not expect it to be so fierce. The power of the One-Finger Divine Skill he reflected back was even greater than the power he himself had used.
I'm afraid even Murong Bo back then didn't have this level of skill!
"The leader of the Four Evils, whose evil deeds are beyond measure, is nothing more than this!"
Murong Fu smiled confidently and took the initiative.
Duan Yanqing quickly gave his three subordinates a meaningful look.
The three understood and quickly came to his side to join him.
Unexpectedly, the next moment, Duan Yanqing struck Yun Zhonghe on the back with a palm, sending him flying towards Murong Fu.
"Second brother, third brother, run!"
Duan Yanqing shouted.
Ye Erniang and Yue Laosan realized what was happening, grabbed Duan Yanqing's arms, and ran away.
"No!"
Yun Zhonghe stared in disbelief, but could only watch helplessly as he crashed into Murong Fu's sword.
Murong Fu pierced Yun Zhonghe's heart with a single sword strike.
"Young Master Murong's divine skills are unparalleled, his might shakes the world, and he has slain the Four Evils in one fell swoop, which is a great relief to the people!"
"Young Master Murong, you truly live up to your title of Murong of the South. Whether in terms of reputation or martial arts skills, you far surpass Qiao Feng of the North."
"Young Master Murong..."
With the outcome decided, a group of martial arts figures stepped forward to offer their congratulations.
Murong Fu looked at the three villains who had already fled far away and thought to himself that it was a pity. He could chase after them, but it would not be wise to leave his wife and children behind.
"You're too kind, everyone. Please come to my Swallow's Nest another day, and I'll gladly welcome you."
Murong Fu clasped his hands in a fist salute to the crowd, then went downstairs and left, placing the baby on the table.
Many martial arts practitioners smiled awkwardly upon hearing this. They had heard that not long ago, more than 200 experts from 18 sects went to Yanziwu to demand answers, but not one of them returned.
Those eighteen sects dared not speak out against their anger, and the matter was left unresolved.
Of course, except for the Beggars' Sect.
However, the Beggars' Sect did not dare to go directly to Yanziwu. Instead, they spread rumors about Murong Fu in the martial arts world, saying that Murong Fu was a ruthless killer who deserved to be killed by everyone.
However, instead of making people in the martial arts world hate the Murong family, these rumors actually enhanced the reputation of the Southern Murong family.
Murong Fu returned to the street.
Li Mochou asked anxiously, "Husband, are you alright?"
Although Xiaolongnu's face was cold, her beautiful eyes revealed concern.
Murong Fu affectionately patted the two women's heads: "Don't worry, ladies, do I look injured?"
Then.
Murong Fu took them on a tour of the city, satisfying their curiosity.
Afterwards, he took them back to Mantuo Villa.
"Young master, this is..."
Azhu and Abi were a little confused. Why did the young master bring back his wife and children after going out?
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