Bianliang City, in the Yangxin Hall deep inside the palace.
Young Zhao Xu looked at the old-looking Sima Changkong and asked with concern, "Teacher, is Li Zhige really so powerful that even you, the old man, can't be his opponent?"
Sima Changkong waved his hand and replied calmly, "Zhao Xu, don't provoke Li Zhige. I don't have much time left, and I won't be able to protect the palace in the future. You should also restrain your temper, not only Li Zhige, but also those with high martial arts skills" Don't mess with the martial artists. Once they attack the palace, the consequences will be unimaginable."
Zhao Xu didn't take it seriously and chuckled, "Since the teacher is ill, just take good care of his injuries. I'll have someone deliver the elixir later. Zhao Xu won't feel at ease without the teacher to protect him."
Looking at Zhao Xu's leaving figure, Sima Changkong shook his head and whispered to himself, "You will never understand that if you practice martial arts to the level of Li Zhige, you have already surpassed the secular imperial power. Zhao Xu, Zhao "Xu, with the kindness of Emperor Taizu in mind, I can still protect you for two years and protect the country of Song Dynasty for two years. I hope you won't be stupid."
After leaving the Yangxin Hall, Zhao Xu looked at him gloomily and said to the young eunuch beside him, "Go and send someone to find out the whereabouts of Li Zhige. Dali has become a minister. This opportunity cannot be missed. No matter how strong Li Zhige is, he can't be stronger." Thousands of troops are surrounding me. As long as Li Zhige can be captured and Dali can become a vassal, the Empress Dowager must return her power to me!"
The young eunuch hesitated, "Your Majesty, Eunuch Gao said that real masters can come and go in the palace freely. If Li Zhige is offended, then..."
Zhao Xu turned his head, his eyes were majestic, and he said in a cold voice, "Are you questioning me?"
The little eunuch trembled, knelt on the ground in fear, and shouted at the top of his lungs, "I don't dare! I said the wrong thing, your majesty, please spare my life."
Zhao Xu flicked his sleeves, turned around and strode away, walking with the strides of a dragon and a tiger, quite like a hero of his generation.
An uninvited guest came to Yanziwu outside Suzhou City.
The tall and sturdy Xiao Yuanshan stood on the boat with a weathered face, his eyes were cold, murderous intent boiled in his chest, and he said to himself, "Murong Bo, you are hiding from me and acting like a coward. I really think I can't do anything to you." ? I’ll kill Murong Fu’s turtle son first, if I don’t believe you, the old turtle, won’t show up.”
Soon, the boat docked and Xiao Yuanshan jumped up and landed on the ground.
Before entering Shenhe Village, Xiao Yuanshan instinctively sensed something was wrong.
It's so quiet here!
Moreover, he could vaguely smell the smell of blood.
In the Shenhe Manor, Murong Fu was sitting on the Grand Master's chair. His eyes were shining, and the strong fluctuations of energy around him made the air distort.
Abi stood aside with a frightened look on her pretty face, not daring to look at Murong Fu.
The young master didn't know where he learned an evil skill, and he went crazy and sucked the energy of everyone in Zhuangzi, except her, Abi.
Murong Fu stretched out his hand and clenched his fist.
Combining the skills of dozens of subordinates and servants in the village, plus the skills of Jiumozhi, the great master, Murong Fu has already possessed the skills of more than a hundred years!
Murong Fu's face was filled with intoxication. He suddenly turned his head to look at Abi and asked with a smile, "Abi, you saw Li Zhige in the apricot forest. How do you think the young master compares to Li Zhige?"
Abi's delicate body trembled, she didn't dare to hesitate, and immediately replied, "Young Master has accomplished great feats, and the restoration of the country is in sight. Li Zhige is not as far behind as Young Master."
"Hahahaha...Abi, what you say is really nice. But I am not stupid, Master. As I am now, I am still no match for Li Zhige. But it is only a matter of time before I surpass Li Zhige! Li Zhige Zhi Ge is still too kind. He possesses Beiming Divine Skill, but he does not take the initiative to absorb other people's skills. I am different. I will not be as kind as him! When I suck up the whole world, Li Zhige will also be the same. A piece of cake!"
"Demon God Li Zhige? No, I, Murong Fu, am also a Demon God, a more powerful Demon God than Li Zhige!"
"Abi, you are so good at serving the young master. When the young master recovers Dayan, he will accept you as his concubine and give you endless glory and wealth for the rest of your life!"
Abi's smile was a little forced, and she lowered her head and replied tremblingly, "Thank you, sir."
"Hahahaha... First, suck up the entire world, then attack the Song Dynasty Palace, subdue the ministers, and change the name of the country to Dayan. Whoever dares to disobey me will die! Hahahaha... ..”
Murong Fu looked crazy, his handsome face was twisted, and his wild laughter kept echoing in the dead silence of Shenhe Village.
"Murong Fu, Murong Fu, you son of a bitch is not very good at martial arts, but your tone is not bad. You want to attack the Song Dynasty Palace, how can you become the emperor?"
Bang!
The door of Shenhe Village shattered, and the sturdy Xiao Yuanshan strode in. He looked disdainfully at Murong Fu who was sitting on the Grand Master's chair, and sneered, "Back then, your ancestor Murong Longcheng didn't have such a loud tone! You Murong family are such despicable people. He's a bitch who only talks big words and does despicable things."
Murong Fu sat on the Grand Master's chair. He stared at Xiao Yuanshan who broke into Shenhe Village and asked in a hoarse voice, "Who are you?"
"Son, I am the one who wants your life!"
Xiao Yuanshan jumped up, squeezed his claws with both hands, and took Murong Futian's spiritual cap first.
Xiao Yuanshan's impression of Murong Fu was still the same as that of half a year ago, and he did not realize that the Murong Fu in front of him had become different.
Murong Fu sat on the Grand Master's chair, motionless, looking at Xiao Yuanshan's attack with cold eyes.
When Xiao Yuanshan came closer, a ferocious smile appeared on Murong Fu's face. He suddenly exerted his strength, and his body turned into a black hole. He pulled the void towards Xiao Yuanshan, "Come here, my master!"
Feeling the strange suction, Xiao Yuanshan turned pale with fright, turned his claws into palms, and pushed forward hard.
The strong palm force temporarily broke away the possible suction force. Xiao Yuanshan fell to the ground and looked at Murong Fu in surprise, "Your martial arts is not that strong! What kind of evil skill is this?"
Murong Fu was a little surprised. He didn't expect that this person could break free from his more than a hundred years of skill.
Standing up from the Grand Master's chair, Murong Fu walked towards Xiao Yuanshan step by step, sneering, "If you want to know, go down to the underworld and ask the King of Hell. Maybe the King of Hell will tell you."
boom!
The tyrannical Qi came out of the body, condensed into a huge palm print, and slapped Xiao Yuanshan head-on.
Xiao Yuanshan's scalp was numb and he could only hold up his palms and push hard.
As an old Jianghu, Xiao Yuanshan naturally knew that he could not run away at this time. If he ran away and exposed his back to someone stronger than himself, that would be the stupidest behavior.
The masked man in black hiding in the dark looked at Murong Fu who was showing off his power, with a puzzled look in his eyes, and whispered softly, "When did Fu'er possess such powerful skills?"
