The eighteen bronze men set up a battle formation and engaged Qiao Feng in fierce combat.
Although the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms were incredibly powerful, the eighteen bronze men were like tortoise shells, remaining unmoved no matter how Qiao Feng attacked them.
Murong Fu held Shui Sheng in his arms, watching with great interest.
Suddenly, I heard a joyful voice beside me.
"Murong Fu!"
Her beautiful figure rushed into Murong Fu's arms.
Murong Fu was taken aback. He looked down at the beauty in his arms, who was none other than Princess Yunluo.
Shangguan Haitang, dressed in men's clothing, walked slowly over: "Young Master Murong, it's been a long time. You still have the same charm."
After saying this, Shangguan Haitang glanced at Shui Sheng, whose shy and charming appearance was truly pitiful.
Murong Fu met Shangguan Haitang's gaze, looked her up and down, and smiled slightly: "Spy Shangguan, it's been a long time. You are also dazzling."
"Heh—" Shangguan Haitang chuckled self-deprecatingly, "I'm no longer a secret agent, you can just call me by my real name."
"Haitang, you and Yunluo have come all this way, thank you for your hard work."
As Murong Fu spoke, he pulled Shangguan Haitang into his arms.
The surrounding martial arts practitioners were dumbfounded.
"I never imagined that Young Master Murong is attractive to both men and women! This is truly explosive news!"
"Are you really blind? Those two are clearly women dressed as men."
"Young Master Murong is quite the ladies' man, much to the envy of others."
"..."
"Fourth brother, try to think positively. Young Master Murong has said before that he has countless wives and concubines."
"Fourth brother..."
"I'm not suicidal, you don't need to comfort me!"
Shui Dai gritted his teeth. He wasn't angry at first, but his three sworn brothers' words made him furious!
Murong Fu introduced the girls: "Sheng'er, this is Yunluo, and this is Shangguan Haitang. They are all from Mingzhou and have come here from afar."
"This is Shui Sheng, my beloved."
Listening to Murong Fu's introduction, Shui Sheng proudly raised her head and puffed out her chest, declaring herself Murong Fu's beloved!
Yunlu pouted defiantly, "Murong Fu! Am I not your beloved?"
Just as he was about to lose his temper, he suddenly clutched his stomach and vomited.
"Ugh~ What's wrong with me? Am I poisoned?"
Yunluo was somewhat panicked. She had traveled a long way to Songzhou and finally met her beloved. It would be too heartbreaking if he died here!
Murong Fu's face lit up with joy. He took her pulse and said with a smile, "It's not poisoning, it's pregnancy."
"She's pregnant?"
Yunluo was stunned. She was still a child herself, and now she was going to be a mother?
Upon hearing this, Shangguan Haitang was also taken aback and quickly took her own pulse.
Her expression immediately became quite interesting, because it was a positive pregnancy test; she was pregnant too.
Even Shui Sheng took her own pulse, but she couldn't find anything out.
After all, how can it be that fast? You can't have sex the night before and then have it the next day.
Murong Fu reached out to take Shangguan Haitang's pulse and confirmed that she was indeed pregnant.
Murong Fu said, "Yunluo and Haitang, you should not fight during this time and should rest well."
Yunluo and Shangguan Haitang both looked dejected; clearly, neither of them wanted to become mothers so soon.
"Young Master Murong, congratulations on the early birth of your son."
Hua Tiegan quickly came to his side and was the first to offer his congratulations.
Hua Tiegan then tugged at Shui Dai's sleeve, reminding him, "Fourth brother, what are you standing there for? Your daughter is going to be a mother."
Shui Dai was stunned. Another woman was pregnant. What kind of mother was his daughter?
Liu Chengfeng also reminded him: "Fourth brother, even a concubine is still a mother."
"Yes, fourth brother."
"..."
Shui Dai was both amused and exasperated, but could only force a smile and offer his congratulations: "Nephew Murong, congratulations on the addition of a new member to your family."
Other martial arts heroes also offered their congratulations:
"Young Master Murong, congratulations on the birth of your son."
"Young Master Murong is truly a role model for us all; we admire him greatly."
"The ladies are all of unparalleled beauty; may Young Master Murong enjoy eternal happiness."
"..."
Faced with everyone's congratulations, Murong Fu smiled slightly, clasped his hands in greeting, and said, "Thank you all for your blessings. I have nothing to repay you with, so I wish you all a happy new year in advance."
Murong Fu was overjoyed.
The Shaolin monks, however, frowned deeply.
Because the Eighteen Bronze Men were gradually losing ground and were about to lose.
Despite the varying levels of cultivation among the eighteen bronze men, the highest among them is only at the early stage of the Grandmaster realm, and half of them are only at the late stage of the Innate realm.
However, it is extremely difficult to gather eighteen people who have mastered the Arhat Technique and are quite accomplished in it.
Once the Eighteen Bronze Men Formation is complete, it can be used to fight enemies even if the enemy is a whole realm higher.
Dealing with ordinary late-stage Grandmasters is not a problem at all.
However, Qiao Feng was no ordinary late-stage grandmaster; he was practically a war god, tireless and growing stronger with each battle.
finally.
With another strike of "Dragon Soaring Without Regret," eighteen divine dragons flew together, blasting the eighteen bronze men to pieces.
Qiao Feng's gaze sharpened as he pointed at Xuan Ci: "Xuan Ci! You dare to do it but not admit it; you are not worthy to be the abbot of Shaolin Temple!"
"Qiao Feng, one should be lenient when one can. How dare you question the abbot of Shaolin Temple?"
A square-faced man with thick eyebrows and big eyes stepped forward. He was a handsome middle-aged man.
Qiao Feng stared at the man: "And who are you? Are you perhaps an accomplice of Xuan Ci?"
The man clasped his hands in a fist and said loudly, "I am Duan Zhengchun, the Prince of Zhennan of Dali Kingdom. I am an old friend of Xuanci. He has a very good temperament and has never broken the rules. You have repeatedly pressured me, but Abbot Xuanci did not hold it against you. Yet you still keep nagging."
“Lord Duan…” Xuan Ci said with difficulty, “I thank you for your explanation, but this time, I was indeed wrong.”
"What?"
These words shocked everyone present.
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