Chapter 36 Murder and Arson Murong Fu
However, for people like Murong Ji who directly stripped off their fig leaf, there would be no way to resolve the matter peacefully.

Both of them knew in their hearts that this man must die.

"You are using the family rules of the Murong family, but who is this person from the Murong family?"

Murong Ji sneered, "Gusu Murong Fu!"

The faces of the people around froze. Murong Fu was not easy to deal with! He was very powerful and influential. If they knew about it in advance, they really didn't want to get into trouble.

At this point, there was no need to hide anymore and they attacked directly. The two men looked at each other, suddenly jumped up, and attacked towards the roof of the car.

Not only that, the people around also moved!
Murong Ji glanced at everyone coldly, "What a bad habit!"

The next moment, Murong Ji put away the Tianwen Sword, and used Dou Zhuan Xing Yi to reverse the attack.

Xiao Wuxiang Gong directly imitated the thunder god's blast and killed the man named Sima on the spot.

"You! Murong Fu! We've always seen each other, yet you want to kill me like this! Aren't you afraid of retaliation from our two factions?"

"talkative!"

Murong Ji directly imitated Qin Jiazhai's Kung Fu, beat him to death, and glanced at the little Luo Luos around him.

They were so frightened that they all retreated hastily. Murong Ji chuckled, sat in the front of the carriage, and whipped the horse.

"Snapped!"

The people blocking the carriage subconsciously moved to the sides, and Murong Ji broke the giant tree blocking the road with one palm.

Just before disappearing in front of the mountain, a fierce voice came from behind: "Murong Fu! We will go to Yanziwu to seek justice!"

Murong Ji sneered: "The people that Murong Fu killed have nothing to do with me, Murong Ji. If I don't go find them, I will look down on you."

The voice was soft, so he couldn't hear it.

After passing Tongchuan Prefecture, you will reach Chengdu.

At this time, Chengdu Prefecture was a border city with Dali. It must be said that business was prosperous, and the Song Dynasty and Dali had almost lived in peace over the years.

As soon as he entered the city, Murong Ji's carriage was stopped by someone: a disciple of the Beggar Gang!

"Master Murong, it's great to meet you! You are a great martial artist, please lend a helping hand to the Beggars' Sect!"

Murong Ji was stunned, "What's going on?"

The Beggars' Sect is a large sect with many experts and many members. It is naturally a difficult matter to ask for help from them.

To be honest, he didn't want to help.

"Master Murong, Xixia Yipintang is attacking our Yunnan (Yunzhou Zhinan) branch! Brother Qiao Feng has not arrived yet, please..."

Speaking of Qiao Feng, Murong Ji was somewhat moved. This man was worthy of friendship and a loyal man. He still owed him a favor.

It would be unacceptable to stand idly by.

"Get in the car and show the way!"

The man jumped up and sat on the other side of the carriage. Murong Ji waved his whip and walked towards the Yunnan branch of the Beggars' Gang.

Murong Ji was thinking in his mind that the one he would face this time should be Duan Yanqing!

He felt a little excited. The last time he fought with Duan Yanqing was several years ago. Now he had another chance and he was really eager to fight.

Beggars' Sect Branch
As soon as Murong Ji's carriage entered, he was almost surrounded by people, and he didn't want to get involved in personal relationships.

The Beggar Gang brother knew Murong Ji very well and directly helped him to block these social invitations.

That night, people from Xixia Yipintang arrived.

The sound of fighting outside awakened Murong Ji. He walked out of the house and glanced around. The roof, yard, etc. were all full of people.

People from Yipintang were still entering the yard.

Murong Ji drew his sword, and the sword light continued to flash, and soon he cleared a space around him. The Beggars' Sect disciples gathered around him and guarded Murong Ji.

With the help of experts, the morale of the Beggars' Sect quickly calmed down and gradually evened the situation.

"Hey! Where did you come from? You look so well dressed, but why are you begging for food?"

Murong Ji glanced at the person who walked out of Yipintang, who was very distinctive, Yue Lao San.

"Yue Lao San..."

"I am Yue Lao Er! Yue Lao Er!!"

Murong Ji was somewhat speechless, "Okay, that Yue Lao Er, come on, let's compete. If you lose, you have to kneel down and kowtow and call me master."

Yue Lao San chuckled a few times and said, "If you lose, I will pull your head off!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yue Laosan suddenly jumped up and chopped down with a knife.

While Murong Ji dodged, he also borrowed the momentum of his sword and directly hit back with the force.

The internal force cut into his back like a knife, leaving a bloody mark.

It was just that Murong Ji used his palm to chop, so only he was injured. Yue Lao San staggered forward, his face full of murderous intent, "Chop me with my knife?! What kind of skill is that!"

"Ah! Hey!" Yue Lao San drew his sword and swung it backwards. Murong Ji squatted down and practiced Xingyiquan, the dragon folding its body.

When he stood up, he was already in front of Yue Lao San, with the middle door wide open, and he was sure to win!
Five palms of Great Compassion and Great Mercy in a row!
One palm, two palms were all delivered, and when the third palm was delivered, Yue Lao San was suddenly pulled backwards!

Out of Murong Ji's attack range, what does this mean? ! The third palm has been thrown, the palm print has become real, and it hits Yue Lao San's abdomen.

"Poof!" A mouthful of blood spurted out.

The fourth palm had already reached him. Yue Lao San's pupils shrank suddenly. Death! It was so close to him!
Suddenly, a person appeared in front of him, Duan Yanqing!

Duan Yanqing thrust out his crutch fiercely, directly taking the fourth palm strike. In his haste, he was unprepared, and the huge palm force made him stagger back several steps!

He thrust the crutch backwards suddenly and stopped himself by hitting the steps at the gate of the yard.

The fifth palm has arrived!

Duan Yanqing, with a solemn expression, [Five consecutive palm strikes, extremely fast, even if I were to receive these five palm strikes, I would be seriously injured and beaten to death!]

He took a deep breath and pointed out with the One Finger Yang, stopping the palm print.

Murong Ji withdrew his internal energy, stood still and looked around, and saw that the four evil men had all arrived.

"Long time no see, Senior Duan."

Duan Yanqing looked Murong Ji up and down and recognized him. "A hero emerges from youth. You are indeed extraordinary. But who are you?"

Duan Yanqing's voice was still like the roar of a wild beast, and the sound of his ventriloquy was very uncomfortable to listen to.

Murong Ji clasped his fists and saluted, "My name is Murong Ji."

Duan Yanqing suddenly laughed, "Interesting! Let me see how much you have improved in the past eight years."

The next moment, the cane in his hand flew out like a sharp sword and stabbed towards Murong Ji.

Murong Ji drew the Tianwen sword in his hand, and with a thrust of the sword, he directly blocked the cane that was flying towards him.

The two sides are in a stalemate, but what they are competing for is their internal strength!

Murong Ji suffered from his age, and his internal strength was not as deep and pure as Duan Yanqing's.

The art of fighting was directly applied to the sword technique, and Duan Yanqing's walking stick was directly lifted up into the air, accumulating power in the air.

Duan Yanqing appeared behind Murong Ji at some point and chopped him down on the head with his other crutch.

(End of this chapter)