Chapter 91 Killing Brother

He walked back to Murong Fu and was about to stab him with the silver needle.

Suddenly, he felt a murderous intent behind him. Murong Ji curled the corners of his mouth slightly. The timing was just right. He turned around and saw a man in black.

In fact, this kind of black clothing and mask can only prevent people who are not familiar with him from identifying him. For people who are familiar with him, they can recognize him from his figure at a glance.

Murong Bo!
Murong Ji laughed and directly sent three sword energies to other places in the yard, leaving three sword marks.

Then he searched in another direction, even the house, doors, windows, etc.

Murong Bo looked confused, watching Murong Ji wantonly destroying the yard, not quite understanding what he was doing.

Then, Murong Ji looked at Murong Fu coldly. If it was before, it would be fine to make him stupid, but just now, after talking with the weapon spirit...

No matter what state Murong Fu is in now, he must be killed.

Otherwise Murong Ji would not be able to feel at ease. What if, what if Murong Fu pretended to be unconscious and the news leaked out, then he and his descendants would never have peace.

He also knew that the Murong family had a method of holding one's breath to stay alive, which had the same effect as being dead. His mother Wang Zhixian had used this method to hold her breath.

"I am a villain, so why should I force myself to be a gentleman, right?"

This was his deepest gain after listening to the sermon of Shi Leyuan. A villain is a villain, and his mind is full of all kinds of strange things. If all living beings were gentlemen, would they still be called living beings?

These words made no sense. Murong Bo's face was solemn. Just as he was about to say something, he saw Murong Ji's sword energy suddenly sweeping towards Murong Fu.

Murong Bo's heart skipped a beat. He took a leap and sent the sword energy in other directions.

He struck Murong Ji with his backhand, the Vajra Palm!
This palm technique is fierce and domineering, and can decide life or death with one palm, similar to the Palm of Great Compassion.

Murong Ji sneered, and used the same Dou Zhuan Xing Yi technique directly on Murong Fu's heart!
This palm strike was infused with Murong Ji's internal force. If he didn't die, he would at least be crippled.

Murong Bo's breathing tightened for a moment. That was his son! His eldest son!
The eldest son on whom he placed all his hopes.

Before he had time to feel heartbroken, Murong Ji used the Xiao Wuxiang Gong to imitate the Vajra Palm and struck Murong Fu's heart again, severing his heart meridians!
"Evil boy! Stop it!"

Murong Ji deliberately waited for a while, Murong Bo's flaming knife had already hit him, and suddenly, Murong Ji directly withdrew his internal force protection.

Things changed suddenly and Murong Bo was unable to react. He had already ruined one son and definitely did not want to ruin the second one.

Murong Ji’s reaction confused him. He knew the power of the flaming sword. The wound was not in the immediate moment, but in the pain after being hit.

In a hurry, Murong Bo wanted to withdraw his moves and internal strength, but unfortunately it was too late!

His pupils suddenly dilated as he stared in astonishment at the two flaming knives that slashed at Murong Ji's back, one vertical and one horizontal, instantly leaving two burnt marks deep enough to see the bone.

Murong Ji groaned and turned to look to the left. The residual power of the flaming sword struck the ground. It was as if he had blocked the fatal injury for Murong Fu.

Knife marks cannot be faked.

Inside Murong Ji's body, the flaming knife continuously burned his meridians, and along with the circulation of his internal force, it directly sank into his dantian, and was completely absorbed by the 'nothingness' golden elixir in his dantian.

Murong Bo took a few steps forward and wanted to check his injuries, then he saw Murong Ji's palm pressing on Murong Fu's heart.

It was light and fluttering, as if it was brushing off the dust.

But he saw clearly that Murong Ji had shattered Murong Fu's heart, and even gods could not save him!
Murong Bo staggered a few steps, full of disbelief. After so many years in the martial arts world, how could he not see Murong Fu's current state, a state of suspended animation.

Now, Murong Fu has no chance of survival. When he wakes up, he will die!
"He, he is your biological brother! How could you be so cruel?!" Murong Bo's face was full of tears, and his voice was choked with sobs. Murong Ji slowly exhaled and spat out a mouthful of blood. This flame knife was really powerful, burning his meridians and internal organs, causing him endless pain.

If Quanzhen had not advocated the dual cultivation of body and soul, and emphasized the dual advancement of Taoism and the body, I would have had a hard time enduring what I am experiencing now.

"The one I killed? Didn't he die under the palm of King Kong just like my mother?!"

He glanced down at Murong Fu. This guy was also a capable man. Even so, he managed to hold his breath and get a chance to wake up.

This is the secret method of the Murong family, similar to the tortoise breathing technique. It stores a breath and waits for someone close to you to come and pass on the final secret of the Murong family's secret technique.

Unfortunately, Zhang Boduan had completely ripped out all the stuff in Murong's family, leaving no secrets at all.

He could practice Longcheng sword technique and wield the sword without any mantra.

Murong Bo staggered a few steps, with a look of fear on his face, "You! You! How..."

"How should I know!" Murong Ji's eyes turned colder and colder, "The palm print on my mother's chest is so big, how can it be hidden!"

"Evil son? My father, Murong Bo, died twelve years ago to avenge my mother. Everyone knows it!"

"Who are you?! You stole the knowledge from my Murong family! And you even tried to impersonate my father! Die!"

Murong Ji jumped up, and the Tianwen Sword shot out instantly. It was so fast that it arrived in front of Murong Bo in the blink of an eye.

As Murong Bo quickly retreated, he quickly dodged. Murong Ji controlled the Tianwen Sword and stabbed it directly into the opposite wall.

The sword energy in his hand continued to stab out, forcing Murong Bo to fall on the top of the wall.

Murong Ji stopped temporarily and looked at him expressionlessly.

Waiting for him to make the first move.

I measured the position with my eyes and it was just right.

"Who are you?" The voice stimulated by internal force rumbled around and spread far away.

It was not until this moment that Murong Bo felt something was not right. He had been distracted by Murong Fu's death and had glanced at the traces of battle everywhere.

Apart from the traces left by Murong Ji at the beginning, these sword energies seemed to have deliberately forced him to this position.

Suddenly his face changed, and he understood Murong Ji's vicious intentions!
"Evil son! You have such a cruel heart!" Murong Bo said gritting his teeth.

Back then, he had misjudged him and thought he was just a useless person with some ambition.

Who would have thought! This wicked man would actually plot against him to this extent!

"Vicious?! Can I be more vicious than you?! You harmed Xiao Yuanshan's family..."

"shut up!"

He shouted, his pupils shrank suddenly, and the Tianwen sword had already pierced his chest.

Subconsciously, he turned the Tianwen Sword to the ground and thrust it in front of Murong Ji. When he looked up, Murong Ji had already leaped in front of him, using the Great Compassion Palm!

(End of this chapter)