"Nan Murong is nothing more than that!"
Qin Yu couldn't help but shook his head and sighed, looking very angry.
But this sentence stung Murong Fu's heart. As a member of the Yan royal family, he had always been proud and arrogant. How had he ever been insulted like this?
Dayan has declined and has no power at all. If he wants to successfully restore his country, the most important thing is his reputation.
His reputation was damaged, and Murong Fu felt really angry.
His eyes were extremely dark, and he immediately snorted coldly: "Since Qin Shaoxia is so hard to deal with, don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless!"
As he spoke, the long sword in his hand suddenly slashed out, the sword aura was strong, and the moves were continuous, like flowing clouds and flowing water.
What he used was the Murong family's ancestral swordsmanship.
Waves of sword energy locked Qin Yu firmly, seemingly not giving Qin Yu any room to escape.
The vertical and horizontal sword energy gives people an airtight and suffocating feeling.
The martial arts people who were still watching the fight under the ring felt the pressure of the sword energy and couldn't help but move back to avoid being affected by the sword energy.
Facing Murong Fu's fierce sword energy, Qin Yu had a calm expression and did not dodge, letting his sword energy be overwhelming.
Make a palm with your right hand, and the true energy in the body suddenly bursts out, following the palm movement like an overwhelming force.
What is used is the Great Nine Heavens Style, but the palm power is catalyzed by the Nine Yang Divine Art.
The wind in his palm is as powerful as overwhelming mountains and seas, and it bursts out as if it is about to open up the world.
"boom!"
In a moment, it collided with the formidable sword energy, and a violent explosion sounded. The wind pressure in the air began to surge, and the strong wind rose from the west.
The arena collapsed, sawdust flying in the air.
Both of them fell to the ground along with the collapse of the ring, but the moment Murong Fu landed on the ground, his figure kept falling backwards, his face showing a look of defeat.
He just felt that the palm wind seemed to be overwhelming, like Mount Tai pressing down on the top.
Even if he quickly retreated, he only relieved a small part of the pressure, and still retreated dozens of feet before he could stabilize his body.
All the way backward, all the wood on the ground was smashed by his feet, and two huge cracks appeared on the ground.
In the cracks, you can see wisps of blood, which came from Murong Fu's feet.
Murong Fu took a big breath, and all kinds of meat and fish in his body were churning continuously.
"Pfft!"
Unable to hold back, a mouthful of blood spurted out.
The moment Murong Fu spurted blood, his eyes fell on the family heirloom sword.
But he found that most of his family heirloom sword had been broken, and the edge was completely gone.
The people in the arena who were watching the battle from a distance even exclaimed with surprise on their faces.
Murong Fu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his other hand, feeling extremely heartbroken.
You must know that this is the family heirloom sword of the Murong family. Although it is not as good as the Yitian Sword, the Blue Blood Shining Danqing and other magic weapons, it is still a very good weapon of the highest quality.
But it was almost destroyed by Qin Yu's palm?
Murong Fu couldn't believe it.
It is enough to show how mysterious Qin Yu's palm skills are and how powerful his internal strength is.
He held his palm against his sword, but Qin Yu still stood on the same spot, with a calm expression on his face.
As for Murong Fu... he was in an extremely miserable state, badly injured, and the only good sword in his hand was destroyed.
Qin Yu's eyes were extremely cold and he slowly walked towards Murong Fu.
As if the messenger from hell had pronounced Murong Fu's death sentence, Murong Fu trembled all over, covered his chest, and took a few steps back unconsciously.
"you……"
Murong Fu bit his lip and said tremblingly.
"Master!"
"Zhuzi, how dare you!"
Bao BuTong, Gong Yeqian, Deng Baichuan, and Fengbo Xiren were extremely worried and shouted together.
They, the Westerners, were defeated by Qin Yu with one move. It was because of their lack of strength, which was normal, but they never imagined that even their young master would be in trouble.
It was just one move, and the situation was already declining. It could even be said that the outcome was decided.
Seeing Qin Yu's posture, they were really worried that their master's life would be in danger.
The Westerners seemed to have a tacit understanding. Although they were afraid of Qin Yu's martial arts, in order to protect their master, they did not care too much.
The Westerners jumped up and surrounded Qin Yu in the west direction.
After standing still, they all used their own special skills to attack Qin Yu.
It has to be said that these Westerners are really loyal to the Murong family, but what they don't know is what their status is in Murong Fu's heart.
Qin Yu's eyes gradually turned cold, and he glanced into the void. There seemed to be a cold murderous intention suddenly appearing in the surrounding space.
He said in a cold voice: "I thought you were from the Central Plains, and I spared your life, but you are so overestimating your own abilities!"
The jade-blooded painting suddenly unsheathed, Qin Yu waved his hand casually, and the shocking sword energy of the West Road burst out. The sword energy blessed by the Nine Yang Divine Art became stronger and stronger, and the sword cut through the void.
Like a long dragon in the west, as fast as the wind, it seems to crush everything.
Bao Buxiren's figure was stagnant. He dared not compete with the sword energy. He could only stop his offensive and was forced to practice resistance.
They couldn't resist Qin Yu's casual palm, and they couldn't resist the sword energy from divine weapons like Bixuezhao Danqing.
"Pfft!"
"Pfft!"
The Xidao sword energy cut through the protective energy around them at the same time, the sound of entering the flesh was heard, and blood immediately splashed out.
Their bodies were instantly penetrated by the sword energy, which was horrific.
"ah!"
Accompanied by the screams of the Westerners, the Westerners flew away at the same time, flying dozens of feet before barely falling to the ground.
There was no reaction at all for a moment, and life or death was unknown.
"you……"
When Murong Fu saw Qin Yu being so cruel, his eyes immediately turned red and he looked at Qin Yu with murderous intent.
Originally, Murong Fu didn't have many subordinates. Bao Bubu, a Westerner, was the so-called elite of their Murong family and the foundation for the future restoration of the country.
But now, all of them were killed by Qin Yu's sword.
Furthermore, Qin Yu made him lose all dignity in the Ming Dynasty, like a lost dog.
I'm afraid it's almost impossible to win Fan Qinghui's favor.
"Qin Yu...if you kill my great minister, I will make you pay the price!"
Murong Fu looked like he was gritting his teeth.
Originally, he was not willing to fight Qin Yu at all, but now his reputation has been greatly damaged, and even the ministers of the Western Palace were beaten almost to death.
Although he doesn't care about the life or death of this Westerner, his reputation in the world is very important to him.
Only by accumulating a high enough reputation in the world can you raise your arms in the world and recruit various talents. With the help of these talents, can you have a chance to conquer the world.
At the moment, Murong Fu was extremely heartbroken, his reputation was damaged, his retainers were beheaded, and he had to fight Qin Yu desperately.
Only by defeating Qin Yu can all face be saved.
It can even win the favor of Cihang Jingzhai!
