Chapter 220

"Zhong Ling, shut up!"

Wang Wang Yuyan and Mu Mu Wanqing shouted together.

Zhong Ling didn't understand why and pouted.

Duan Yu felt dizzy and truly uncomfortable. One was his master, two were his sisters, and all were very important to Duan Yu, but Duan Yu didn't want to hear about their specific developments.

"Prince Duan?"

Master Master Xuanbei addressed him and said to the surrounding martial arts people, "This is the son of Prince Duan Duan Zhengchun of Dali. The Dali Duan clan has also witnessed the Miss Murong family's affairs."

Prince Duan Duan Zhengchun of Dali had a reputation in the martial arts world. Whether they were innocent maidens or aging women, they would all be infatuated and unable to help themselves upon seeing Duan Duan Zhengchun. Hearing that this was the Prince's son, they all stretched their necks to look. Seeing that Duan Yu was handsome enough but dull and foolish, not at all like his father, they couldn't help but feel disappointed.

Only then did Duan Yu come to his senses, bowing and addressing Master Master Xuanbei and Qiao Feng in turn, before saying, "The matter must start with the Tibetan National Master..." Duan Yu briefly explained that the Tibetan National Master Jiumo Zhi possessed the Shaolin seventy-two supreme arts, that the inheritance came from Miss Murong Bo, and that Master Master Xuanbei knew the Miss Murong family had the intention to rebel, and so on.

Abbot Abbot Bi Xuan Ci of the Shaolin Temple had heard that the Four Great Evils were going to make things difficult for the Duan clan, so he sent Master Master Xuanbei to help. Now that the Shaolin seventy-two supreme arts had leaked out, the Dali Duan clan also let Duan Yu follow Master Xuanbei to go around, build a good relationship with the Shaolin Temple, and let Duan Yu increase his knowledge.

Duan Yu already liked Buddhist studies. Although the Dali Duan clan was of the Esoteric Sect and the Shaolin Temple was of the Chan Sect, the two had commonalities. Along the way, Duan Yu and Master Xuanbei had gotten along quite well.

At this time, Duan Yu spoke about the matters of Dali, Shaolin, and Bianjing, and also told the martial arts people that the Shaolin Temple had determined that the Miss Murong family wanted to rebel, and Bianjing had also issued an order.

The Shaolin Temple was famous in the martial arts world.

Northern Qiao Feng was famous in the martial arts world.

These two forces contacted Bianjing to jointly attack Miss Murong, which had become a major trend. The martial arts people on the Southern side couldn't say much. Among them, several people who had already followed the Miss Murong family's banner now intended to cut ties and wanted to slip away.

"A pack of lies!"

Deng Deng Baichuan shouted loudly, his internal energy surging as he reached out to grab Duan Yu.

This was because Deng Deng Baichuan saw the situation was not good and wanted to capture the Prince's son, making the Beggar Sect and Shaolin hesitate, thereby gaining room to maneuver.

Deng Deng Baichuan's internal energy was extremely profound. At this moment, he shouted loudly, making many martial arts people feel dizzy, and Deng Deng Baichuan also struck with one hand, reaching Duan Yu's front.

Gu Qing was nearby, standing with his hands behind his back. Watching Deng Deng Baichuan grab him, Duan Yu's figure moved automatically, flipping gracefully and pulling a distance of more than a zhang away from Deng Deng Baichuan.

"Good lightness skill!"

Qiao Feng had originally intended to take action, but seeing Duan Yu's lightness skill was so elegant, he stood by and watched. After Deng Deng Baichuan's grab, Gongye Gan, Bao Butong, and Feng Bo'e actually came together, swarming toward Duan Yu.

Duan Yu flew left and right, letting the fists, palms, blades, and swords dance around him, but they could never get within a chi of his body. After several moves like this, Deng Deng Baichuan and the others became increasingly anxious. Their attack on Duan Yu was a desperate move; if they couldn't take Duan Yu down, their situation would become even worse.

Suddenly, Deng Deng Baichuan, Gongye Gan, and Bao Butong changed their moves, forcing Duan Yu to fly to the right. Feng Bo'e slashed with his blade, intending to force Duan Yu into a dead end.

"Clang!"

Duan Yu clamped his two fingers on Feng Bo'e's blade, and his body flipped using the force, passing through lightly. Deng Deng Baichuan, Gongye Gan, and Bao Butong watched as Feng Bo'e's long blade was broken in two, and Duan Yu stood gracefully to one side.

This Duan Yu was not only high in lightness skill, but his internal energy and finger strength were even stronger. After this move, Deng Deng Baichuan and the others knew that Duan Yu was far above them, but since they hadn't entered a desperate situation, they didn't want to strike.

"Sigh..."

Deng Deng Baichuan sighed and said, "The Dali Duan clan has a profound family heritage, truly extraordinary."

Duan Yu smiled happily, cupped his fists, and said, "It is not family heritage; these were all taught by my teacher."

The Miss Murong family people all looked at Gu Qing, not expecting that Gu Qing's shadow was also involved here.

Gu Qing smiled.

Not family heritage? Not at all!

Dao Dao Bai Feng had done her best, exploding quite a few things for her child. After Gu Qing taught Duan Yu the Yi Jin Jing, seeing that Duan Yu didn't want to hurt people and only wanted to save his life, he taught Duan Yu Lu Lu Xiaofeng's lightness skill and the Lingxi Finger. Now Duan Yu's configuration was the profound Yi Jin Jing internal energy, the Six Meridian Divine Sword, the Phoenix Dances in the Nine Heavens, and the Lingxi Finger, which could be considered a full set in the martial arts world.

"Set up the Dog-Beating Formation and capture the Miss Murong family people!"

Quan Quan Guanqing gave an order.

Quan Quan Guanqing had originally wanted to lead Qiao Feng, but now seeing Qiao Feng and Master Master Xuanbei united, and with the Bianjing government and the Dali Duan clan responding, he knew the rhythm was wrong and had to follow Qiao Feng to play the winning game first.

The Dog-Beating Formation was set up around the Miss Murong family people.

Qiao Feng took the lead, rushing into the Miss Murong family's four retainers. With a casual palm, he went toward Deng Deng Baichuan, and while he was at it, he kicked Bao Butong down. Deng Deng Baichuan gathered his internal energy, wanting to contend with Qiao Feng, but felt Qiao Feng's palm power was vast and his internal energy condensed. This casual palm felt like it was going to shatter his internal organs, and he couldn't help but spit out blood.

Gongye Gan and Feng Bo'e stepped forward separately. Qiao Feng raised his hand, snatched Feng Bo'e's wrist with one hand, used the Dragon Claw Hand to unload the broken blade, and used his elbow to seal his vital points. Afterward, he raised his hand and flicked his sleeve. Before anyone could see what happened, Gongye Gan was also flipped onto the ground.

Wang Wang Yuyan sighed lightly. She had seen the gap between Northern Qiao Feng and Southern Miss Murong before. Now, watching Qiao Feng's fist and foot skills, she knew that even if Miss Murong Fu was broad in his martial arts attainments, he couldn't withstand Qiao Feng.

A'Zhu watched Qiao Feng perform like a god, easily knocking her Brother Deng, Brother Gongye, Brother Bao, and Brother Feng to the ground. This burly man naturally carried a kind of heroic spirit, but now he had become the catastrophe of the Miss Murong family.

Miss Murong Fu had originally been injured by Qiao Feng's palm power, and at this time, he was also trapped in the Dog-Beating Formation.

It seemed the Miss Murong family was really going to fall.

A'Zhu turned back, looked at Wang Wang Yuyan who was standing blankly beside Gu Qing, and sneered, "You are a guest of honor, and I am a prisoner; why not say a word to comfort me?"

Wang Wang Yuyan looked at Gu Qing, her gaze filled with pleading. She had been by Gu Qing's side for a long time and had no other intentions, but A'Zhu, Abie, and the Miss Murong family were all acquaintances of Wang Wang Yuyan, and seeing them end up like this, she truly couldn't bear it.

"Alright!" Gu Qing nodded, smiled at Wang Wang Yuyan, and said, "This isn't difficult." Then he greeted Qiao Feng and Master Master Xuanbei, saying, "The two of you, this girl is not a member of the Miss Murong family."

Qiao Feng and Master Master Xuanbei looked at each other. This was clearly Miss Murong Fu's maid; how could she not be a member of the Miss Murong family?

However, since Gu Qing wanted to protect a maid, they would let her go, which was no harm.

"This is the daughter of Prince Duan of Dali!"

Gu Qing said.

"What?"

Wang Wang Yuyan, Mu Mu Wanqing, Zhong Ling, and Duan Yu were all shocked, one after another examining A'Zhu.

A'Zhu felt inexplicable at this time. How did she, perfectly fine, become the daughter of Prince Duan of Dali?

"There is a 'Duan' character on your shoulder!"

Gu Qing said to A'Zhu, "The stars in the sky are bright, shining forever, peaceful and serene. This was when Prince Duan of Dali and a young lady fell in love years ago. Two years later, Prince Duan had to return to Dali. The young lady's family was very strict, so she had no choice but to send their two daughters away separately. Before they left, she tattooed the character 'Duan' on their shoulders."

"The person who adopted you knows your mother's surname is Ruan, but actually, your surname is Duan."

A'Zhu had originally thought Gu Qing was just spouting nonsense, using the Dali Duan clan to tell lies to get her out of the Miss Murong family's whirlpool. But the more she listened, the more wrong it felt; everything Gu Qing said actually matched her perfectly.

"Is it true or false?"

!

A'Zhu had originally been sad and angry about the Miss Murong family's affairs, but now she was surprised and suspicious about her own background.

Qiao Feng and Master Xuanbei really didn't expect such a turn of events. The two looked at Duan Yu, who was the son of Prince Duan of Dali and had the right to speak on this matter.

"If my master says it is, then it must be."

Duan Yu said affirmatively.

"Don't worry, I have a reputation."

Gu Qing patted Mu Mu Wanqing's shoulder and Zhong Ling's head, saying, "These are all Prince Duan's daughters."

Duan Yu nodded along.

"Then, congratulations."

Seeing this situation, Qiao Feng didn't know what to say either, waving his hand to signal the Beggar Sect to relax their vigilance against A'Zhu.

"And..."

Gu Qing suddenly reached out, hooked A'Zhu's waist, reached out and tapped, sealing A'Zhu's vital points, and said to Qiao Feng and Master Xuanbei, "This one is my sweetheart."

A'Zhu was unable to speak, looking at Gu Qing with hatred.

"Then forget it."

Qiao Feng had also come to the outskirts of Wuxi City with Abie and knew that Gu Qing and Abie hadn't reached the stage of being sweethearts yet, but since Gu Qing had protected her, Qiao Feng let it go.

"Hero Gu, do you have any other sweethearts?"

Master Master Xuanbei felt that he owed Gu Qing a favor for Duan Yu gifting the seventy-two supreme arts of Miss Murong Bo at the Tianlong Temple, so he wanted to repay it now. Seeing Gu Qing asking for people, he took the initiative to offer a favor.

Gu Qing looked sideways at Miss Murong Fu, Deng Deng Baichuan, Gongye Gan, Bao Butong, and Feng Bo'e, cursing inwardly: Sweetheart your mother!

Beside this Wuxi pavilion, the core members of the Miss Murong family were all captured. Under Qiao Feng's order, the Beggar Sect and Shaolin took boats one after another, intending to head to the Miss Murong family first. At this time, many martial arts people had died under the "using their own way to treat them" method, and many people were heading to the Miss Murong family to seek revenge. There were also some martial arts people who saw an opportunity and swarmed up, preparing to go to the Miss Murong family to loot.

"It's over, it's over."

Miss Murong Fu muttered, "The Miss Murong family's fate is exhausted, thousands of plans have all come to nothing..."

Miss Murong Fu wanted to commit suicide again.

Wang Wang Yuyan took the boat that originally belonged to Abie. At this time, Abie's vital points had been unsealed, and A'Zhu was safe and sound. But looking at the numerous boats heading toward the Miss Murong family in a grand procession, she said carefully to Gu Qing, "My uncle's family has wanted to be emperor for generations, but they have achieved nothing. Look, can you be lenient for a moment?"

If the Miss Murong family was rushed by these martial arts people, it would be finished.

"Clap!"

Gu Qing gave Wang Wang Yuyan's buttocks a hard slap and scolded, "Even beggars know how to love the Great Song; why are you still wavering?"

This needed a heavy injection of patriotic genes!

Wang Wang Yuyan's eyes were tearful, and she said nothing more.

In Yanziwu, as the Beggar Sect people rushed in, the maids and servants inside were all captured. Among the martial arts people who came here, there were many who wanted to take advantage of the fire to loot, but the Beggar Sect's discipline was strict and organized, first guarding all places and reducing potential looting losses to a minimum.

Master Xuanbei had already searched the Miss Murong family once before. At this time, he was familiar with the road, taking Qiao Feng and Duan Yu for a walk inside the Miss Murong family, and found the Miss Murong family's imperial jade seal, genealogy, family precepts, etc. With these things laid out, the Miss Murong family had no way to argue.

As for the Huanshi Water Pavilion where the secret manuals were hidden, Master Xuanbei also went inside for a turn, took out the secret manuals of the Shaolin Temple's seventy-two supreme arts, and burned them clean before letting others enter to browse.

"Sect Leader, Sect Leader, look quickly, this is the secret manual of the Throat-Locking Art from Deputy Sect Leader Ma's home!"

Bai Bai Shijing saw the secret manual inside and said, "This Miss Murong family is indeed the enemy who killed Brother Ma!"

Bai Bai Shijing saw the opportunity and wanted to make the Ma Ma Dayuan matter an ironclad case.

(End of chapter)