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Hearing Li Qingluo say that it was Yang Ming who killed Li Qiushui, Wang Yuyan and Li Qinglu's eyes widened at the same time, and they looked at Yang Ming in disbelief.

Although they wanted to believe that Yang Ming was not the murderer of Li Qiushui, Li Qiushui was their grandmother and grandmother after all, so they were not sure that Yang Ming was not suspected of killing Li Qiushui.

Yang Ming frowned, and glanced at Li Qingluo, a stupid woman, with disgust.

Since Duan Yu had already admitted that it was he who had taken all of Li Qiushui's strength, even if the cause of Li Qiushui's death was a sword wound that was severely injured by Yang Ming, it was also because she had lost her [Xiao Wuxianggong] body protection.

If it must be said that Yang Ming is the murderer of Li Qiushui, then Duan Yu's crimes are as good as Yang Ming's.

But Li Qingluo, a stupid woman, obviously didn't regard Duan Yu as the murderer of Li Qiushui.

However, it is also a matter of course.

Although Duan Yu is not Duan Zhengchun's biological son, he is the son of Duan Zhengchun for twenty years after all.

If Li Qingluo admits that Duan Yu is the murderer of her mother, Li Qiushui, then she and Duan Zhengchun, a good lover, will also become enemies because of Duan Yu.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Yang Ming's mouth, and he looked at Li Qingluo and teased.

"Since Mrs. Wang thinks that I killed Li Qiushui, you have the ability to take revenge on me!"

Li Qingluo's willow eyebrows were upside down, and she said angrily with a pretty face.

"You little thief, I must kill you to avenge my mother!Yu Yan, I heard that you have obtained your grandfather's eighty years of skill, now you will avenge your grandmother and kill Yang Ming, a little thief. ”

Wang Yuyan said with an embarrassed face.

"Mother, I think you must have made a mistake! Although Yang Ming Gongzi stabbed his grandmother. But he didn't kill his grandmother. I think the real murderer of my grandmother is very likely to be...... It's Duan Gongzi!"

"Bastard, don't you even listen to your mother's words? Your grandmother died of blood loss because Yang Ming's little thief stabbed her, this is what your cousin saw with his own eyes, don't you even believe your cousin's words?"

If it was Wang Yuyan a few months ago, of course she would believe everything Murong Fu said without reservation.

But now Wang Yuyan has long been completely disappointed in Murong Fu.

However, what Li Qingluo said was conclusive. Wang Yuyan still looked at Murong Fu and asked.

"Cousin...... Was my grandmother really killed by Yang Ming's son?"

"It's true, grandma was indeed killed by Yang Ming!"

Murong Fu's eyes flashed with excitement, and he said earnestly.

"On the day we left the Vulture Palace all the way east, I and Brother Bao found my grandmother's body on the road, the cause of my grandmother's death was indeed excessive blood loss, if my cousin doesn't believe it, you can ask Fourth Brother Feng. ”

Although he likes to fight, he has an upright personality and will never lie and deceive people.

Seeing that Murong Fu was willing to confront the turmoil, Wang Yuyan couldn't help but believe his words. The cause of Li Qiushui's death is indeed related to Yang Ming.

But the murderer who killed Li Qiushui must not be Yang Ming alone.

Seeing Li Qingluo and Duan Zhengchun standing intimately together, if she wanted to treat Duan Yu as the murderer of Li Qiushui, she was afraid that Li Qingluo would be the first to refuse.

Just when Wang Yuyan was in a dilemma and didn't know how to decide, Duan Yu suddenly laughed.

"Murong Gongzi, Murong Gongzi! I Duan Yu really didn't expect that Uncle Li Qiushui was obviously killed by me, but because you were jealous of Yang Ming, you blamed Yang Ming for the murderer of Uncle Li Qiushui. ”

Heard Duan Yu's self-exposure. Murong Fu's eyes widened and he looked at Duan Yu in disbelief.

Paragraph ...... Duan Yu: Are you crazy for a stinky boy? You even admit it yourself...... Did you kill Li Qiushui?"

Murong Fu really couldn't understand why Duan Yu wanted to tell the truth about his killing of Li Qiushui.

As long as Duan Yu doesn't tell the truth. Even if Yang Ming jumped into the Yellow River, he wouldn't be able to wash it away, and Duan Yu would not be charged with being a murderer.

Duan Yu had been put to the ground by Wu Xingyun at this time, and although he was still holding his right hand by Wu Xingyun, he looked at Murong Fu with disdain and said.

"When I didn't have martial arts, I didn't even disdain to lie and deceive people! Now that I have practiced the [Northern Spiritual Skill], the [Six Veins Divine Sword] and the [Ling Bo Weibu], will I still not dare to tell the truth? Murong Gongzi, you are selfish and only seek to protect yourself. No wonder although you are famous, your martial arts can't be compared to Qiao Gang Leader at all. ”

When Duan Yu didn't practice the [Six-Vein Divine Sword] at the beginning, he was able to tease Murong Fu with [Ling Bo Weibu].

However, although the battle between Qiao Feng and Duan Yu just now did not distinguish the winner or loser, Duan Yu did not dare to fight with Qiao Feng at all, obviously Qiao Feng's martial arts strength was superior.

Murong Fu's face turned red. His eyes glared at Duan Yu angrily.

But he could only stare at Duan Yu, because if he really made a move, he was not at all sure that he would be able to defeat Duan Yu's [Six-Vein Divine Sword].

"Murong Fu Murong Gongzi, although I don't mind being wronged by you as the murderer of Li Qiushui, since you have done a good deed, I should also give you some return gifts!"

Yang Ming jumped and landed in front of Murong Fu.

"You...... What do you want?"

Murong Fu held the hilt of the sword at his waist with his right hand and looked at Yang Ming vigilantly.

Gongye Qian, Deng Baichuan, Bao Different, and Storm Evil also showed their weapons.

Yang Ming's martial arts are far above Murong Fu, if Yang Ming really wants to make a move against Murong Fu, they will definitely protect Murong Fu desperately as the generals of the Murong family.

Yang Ming's gaze swept over the four generals, and then said to Murong Fu.

"[North Qiao Feng and South Murong] have been famous in the past ten years! Just now, Qiao Gang Leader and Duan Yu have already competed, why don't Murong Gongzi also have a discussion with me!"

In front of the eyes of all the heroes present, if Murong Fu refused Yang Ming's invitation to fight, then the name of [Nan Murong] would immediately become a laughing stock on the rivers and lakes.

Murong Fu's body trembled slightly, and his right hand clenched the hilt of the sword and even exposed green tendons.

"I, Murong Fu...... Killable ...... Since you want to fight me, then I will fulfill you!"

Bang!

Murong Fu drew his sword out of its sheath, and then swung his sword and slashed at Yang Ming.

At this time, he was like a crazy desperate attack with all his might, Yang Ming didn't dare to have the heart of underestimating the enemy, and turned around to dodge behind the long sword that Murong Fu slashed. Yang Ming's right hand urged the sword qi of the finger sword, and then stabbed the three-foot-long crimson qi sword towards Murong Fu's chest.

Murong Fu used his light skills to retreat, but Yang Ming's body speed was far above him, and seeing that the three-foot-long crimson qi sword was about to stab his chest, Murong Fu swung his sword and slashed towards Yang Ming's right hand.

Click!

Yang Ming swung his three-foot qi sword and collided with Murong Fu's long sword, and then Murong Fu's long sword was cut into two pieces. Yang Ming's three-foot qi sword also collapsed from between his fingers.

It was impossible for Murong Fu's long sword to recover after it was cut off, and after Yang Ming's three-foot qi sword collapsed, it quickly reunited again.

When Yang Ming re-condensed the three-foot qi sword and stabbed at Murong Fu, Bao Wei threw his matching sword over.

"Son, take the sword!"

Yang Ming sneered disdainfully, flicked his right hand back, and the sword qi of the finger sword flew out of his hand, slashing the different matching swords into two sections in midair.

But Feng Bo Evil immediately threw his long knife towards Murong Fu, and Gong Yeqian and Deng Baichuan also threw out their respective weapons.

"Childe. Take the knife!"

At the same time that Yang Ming threw out two sword qi to cut off Gongye Qian and Deng Baichuan's weapons, Murong Fu also caught the long knife of the storm, and then slashed towards Yang Ming with a loud shout.

At this time, he was desperate, with the mentality of wanting to die with Yang Ming.

After all, the more ugly he lost in front of Yang Ming, the greater the blow to the reputation of the Gusu Murong family.

"Murong Fu, if you have this bloody nature to die with the enemy all the time, your martial arts will not be as half-hearted as it is now. ”

"Shut up! Shut up! What do I do, I don't need someone like you to teach me!"

Just as Murong Fu stabbed the long knife into Yang Ming's chest, Yang Ming's left hand covered with a layer of red true qi stretched forward. He grabbed the blade of the steel knife with his bare hands.

Murong Fu's eyes widened in astonishment at first, when he grasped the hilt of the knife with both hands. When he wanted to use the blade to penetrate Yang Ming's chest, Yang Ming's right hand suddenly cast the [Mixed Yuan Palm] and lined up on Murong Fu's chest.

Bang bang!

Murong Fu's body flew upside down like a kite off the string, and then fell to the ground hard.

Poof......

After landing on the ground, Murong Fu first stood up and spurted out a mouthful of blood, and then lay on the ground weakly panting.

Although Yang Ming's [Mixed Yuan Palm] palm power was not as good as Qiao Feng's [Eighteen Dragon Descending Palms] palm power, he shot with all his strength just now. That palm cost Murong Fu at least half his life.

"Childe!"

"Childe!"

"Cousin......"

Seeing that Murong Fu was seriously injured by Yang Ming, Bao Wei, Gongye Qian and others immediately rushed towards Yang Ming, and even Wang Yuyan showed a worried expression.

The heroes present also exchanged their heads and began to discuss.

Although these people were basically seeing Yang Ming for the first time, they were no strangers to Murong Fu.

Duan Yu of the Dali Duan family was able to be invincible in front of Qiao Feng, which had already surprised the heroes present. But he didn't expect that Yang Ming, an unknown person in the rivers and lakes, could easily defeat Murong Fu, who was as famous as Qiao Feng.

Bao Wei, Gongye Qian, Deng Baichuan, and Fengbo Evil had already rushed to Yang Ming in a blink of an eye, and they punched and kicked Yang Ming respectively.

Not to mention that the weapons of the four of them were thrown to Murong Fu just now, even if they had weapons in their hands, Yang Ming would not take the siege of the four of them in his eyes.

Just before the fists and feet of the four of them were about to fall on Yang Ming, Yang Ming's left and right hands pointed together into swords, and sent out a crimson sword aura towards the shoulders of Bao Wei, Gongye Qian, Deng Baichuan, and Feng Bo Evil.

Snort!

At the same time that the four sword qi pierced through the shoulders of the four people, their bodies also fell backwards to the ground.

Seeing the turmoil struggling to get up, Yang Ming kicked his feet, and his body flew to Murong Fu's side lightly.

Looking at Murong Fu, who was lying on the ground with a pale face, Yang Ming's right hand went down, urging out a three-foot-long crimson qi sword.

"Murong Gongzi, you have four generals who are loyal to you, I believe that you have not lived in vain in this life!"

Murong Fu slowly closed his eyes, and a relieved smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

As a descendant of the Murong family in Gusu, he Murong Fu not only has to practice martial arts diligently to maintain the prestige of the Murong family in the rivers and lakes, but also to plan the great cause of the Murong family's restoration of the country all the time.

[Others only see that my Murong Fu's martial arts are not as good as Qiao Feng, not as good as Duan Yu, not as good as Ding Chunqiu, and not as good as Yang Ming...... Where can I see, I, Murong Fu, carry more burdens than them, but I have not been favored by God like them!]

Yang Ming and Qiao Feng didn't say it for the time being, if Duan Yu hadn't practiced the [Northern Spiritual Skill], Ding Chunqiu would have been thirty years younger, and they would have undoubtedly been easily beaten by Murong Fu.

In fact, Murong Fu is not weaker than others, but unfortunately he is also ......

Just as Yang Ming's three-foot qi sword was about to pierce Murong Fu's chest, he only heard the sound of breaking through the air, and a hidden weapon flew from a distance and slammed into Yang Ming's back.

"Old thing...... Sure enough, I couldn't help but jump out to save your son!"

Yang Ming turned around and slammed the three-foot qi sword in his right hand towards the flying hidden weapon.

Bang bang!

The small ball-like hidden weapon stone was smashed by Yang Ming's three-foot qi sword.

Yang Ming looked towards the place where the hidden weapon flew from, and saw a tall gray-clothed monk with a gray cloth on his face, walking over from the woods behind the square.

The heroes present all looked at the masked gray-clothed monk with curious eyes, but the famous people on the rivers and lakes all showed solemn eyes.

Just by the secret weapon kung fu that the gray-clothed monk had just sneaked up on Yang Ming, it could be seen that this gray-clothed monk's martial arts were extremely high.

But everyone really couldn't understand why this gray-clothed monk with strong martial arts refused to show his true face.

"Murong Gongzi, your father has come to save you, why don't you call your father soon?"

Hearing Yang Ming's teasing words, Murong Fu opened his eyes and said angrily with a pant of breath.

Yang Ming...... You can kill me with one sword, but don't insult my father!"

"Bastard!"

The gray-clothed monk shouted angrily, strode to Murong Fu's side and asked.

"Do you have a son?"

The voice is quite old.

Murong Fu replied.

"I'm not married yet, how can I have children?"

The gray-clothed monk said.

"Do you have ancestors?"

Murong Fu was very annoyed and said loudly.

"Of course, I will die of my own volition, what do you have to do with it? A soldier can be killed but not humiliated, Murong Futangtang man, I can't stand your rude words. ”

The gray-clothed monk said.

"Your ancestor has a son, your great-grandfather, grandfather, and father all have sons, but you don't have a son! Hehe, what a hero Murong Hao, Murong Ke, Murong Chui, and Murong De of the Great Yan Kingdom back then, but unexpectedly, they all became extinct and peerless!"

Murong Hao, Murong Ke, Murong Chui, and Murong De were all the British lords and famous kings of the Yan Kingdom back then, and they were the ancestors and ancestors of Murong Fu.

"Who has made great achievements in ancient times has not gone through a lot of hardships? Han Gaozu had the difficulty of Bai Deng seeking peace, and Tang Gaozu had the humiliation of subduing the Turks, if they are all like you, they are just a narrow-minded and narrow-minded Han Han, and what can they talk about founding the country? You are not even as good as Gou Jian and Han Xin, you are really ignorant and ignorant. ”

Hearing the teachings of the gray-clothed monk, Murong Fu was like pouring a basin of cold water on his head, and he threw him behind him what could be killed or humiliated.

"Young Master Yang Ming...... I can't get revenge on Murong before I die, I beg you...... For my cousin's sake, spare my life!"

Yang Ming shook his head and said with disappointment.

"From the moment you choose to live in secret, you Murong Fu is already doomed to be just a half-assed waste in your life! If you want to live, unless I can kill this old thing!"

Yang Ming's right hand reached out to his waist, grasped the hilt of Ziwei's soft sword, and looked at the gray-clothed monk with a fixed gaze and said.

"Old Mr. Murong Bo Murong, I have admired the Gusu Murong family's [Dou Zhuan Xing Shift] for a long time, if you want to resurrect Murong to life, use your [Dou Zhuan Xing Di] to defeat me!" )