Transmigrating into Murong Fu, may you have many children and much happiness.

Chapter 213 Killing Zhao Xu

Tong Guan suddenly remembered where he had seen this person before.

He is Murong Fu!

But the portrait was completely different from him, lacking the charm of the man before him.

Actually, it's because the portrait was taken a few years ago. Although his facial features were not much different from now, Murong Fu's Mingyu Gong has now broken through, making his facial features more refined and his overall temperament has changed dramatically.

This is why Tong Guan didn't recognize him at first glance.

For some reason, when Murong Fu looked at him, he seemed to see a pair of enormous animal eyes, eternally gazing at his tiny self in the dark space where there was no sky, no earth, no obstacles, and no boundaries.

But in a moment of distraction, he realized that the other person seemed not to have looked at him for even a second.

Tong Guan knew that he could not possibly be hallucinating; something was wrong with Murong Fu.

And... why did he come to Bianjing?

Then he remembered Cai Jing's hasty departure from the capital, sighed deeply, and realized that it was probably because Cai Jing had done something on the emperor's orders that he had attracted this evil god.

As Murong Fu unleashed a single slash, his sword energy killed dozens of people.

Tong Guan realized that this person was a ruthless individual with the same strength as his ancestor.

So it disappeared into the night like a big bird. This matter had to be reported to the ancestor immediately.

As the army assembled, the surrounding people had already fled home, and the bustling market was instantly deserted.

But the local people, even while at home, would occasionally peek through the cracks to try and find out what had happened.

Watching excitement and seeking thrills is human nature.

"That young master has offended the Imperial Guards? This is terrible."

"He looks like a master, but how dare he cause trouble in the capital?"

"Sigh...it's those bastards causing trouble again."

Then, everyone saw Murong Fu move in the face of thousands of troops.

At this moment, Murong Fu was already bloodthirsty.

With one strike, he killed more people than he had in the past few years.

Even in Xiangyang, it was Guo Jing, Qiao Feng, and others who killed most of the people, while he himself didn't do much.

Murong Fu has now mastered the Formless Sword Qi of Breaking the Body to LV.5, which is already a perfect state. He uses the Overlord Sword, Soft Sword, Bounce Sword, Toe Sword, and Righteous Sword in an alternating manner.

The man was like butter, easily severed in two by his hot knife.

Blood gushed from the living bodies, intestines and brains spilling out onto the ground.

This passion, however, only made Murong Fu's eyes grow even colder.

The more people he killed, the calmer he became. He realized that no matter what it is, the more you do it, the more skilled and numb you become.

The same applies to murder.

After he killed hundreds of people, the morale of this so-called Imperial Guard collapsed.

Sobs, howls, curses, and the neighing of horses mingled together.

This is the sound of the end times.

"A ghost! Good heavens, it's a ghost!"

"It hurts so much... so..."

"Kill them! Go get them!! Ah—"

Blood flowed like a river, but Murong Fu was still dressed in a neat blue robe.

Against the backdrop of blood-red blood on the ground, it appeared even more horrifying.

After killing hundreds of people, Murong Fu didn't bother to exterminate them all.

He had already figured out how to use these scumbags.

Then, like a wisp of smoke, it rose into the air and walked on air.

The routed soldiers, seeing Murong Fu able to cross the moonlight and survive the ordeal, also realized that he was no ordinary martial arts hero, but a celestial being.

One person knelt down, and then one after another, until in the blink of an eye, all the Imperial Guards were kneeling on the ground.

Many people began to cry.

Even those leaders who were usually high and mighty said, "That...that immortal went to the imperial city, right?"

"Perhaps His Majesty's tyranny... has brought divine punishment upon him."

These words were utterly blasphemous, but no one around paid any attention.

The soldier nailed to the pillar had bled so much that he had gone into shock.

Murong Fu's massacre caused his body temperature to drop further, bringing his sinful life to an end.

But recalling that when she first joined the Imperial Guard, she didn't look like this...

At this moment, Tong Guan had already arrived at the room he had visited last time, and hurriedly said:

"Third Eunuch, please inform them that Murong Fu has arrived in Bianjing and has begun massacring the Imperial Guards."

"It must be His Majesty who sent Cai Jing to cause him trouble, but it was exposed, attracting this killing god!!"

The young eunuch said coldly, "Eunuch Tong, you know the old ancestor's temper. She is a woman of her word and hates it when someone disturbs her while she is in seclusion."

This time, our ancestor has gone into a deep seclusion..."

Tong Guan's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly asked, "Third Grandfather, do you mean that the Ancestor is about to break through?"

That is indeed more important, that is indeed more important.

Once the ancestor breaks through, that Murong Fu is nothing but a clown.

"Can be destroyed with a flick of the finger..."

The third eunuch said smugly, "Eunuch Tong, now you know what's important, right?"

Tong Guan nodded hurriedly and said, "I will stay here to protect the Ancestor."

Murong Fu's target was naturally Zhao Xu, and it was unlikely that he would come to such a remote place. Tong Guan claimed to be protecting the Dharma, but in reality, he was avoiding trouble.

There were selfish motives in his heart as well.

The reason why the Sunflower Ancestor wanted to break through to a higher realm beyond the Sunflower Manual was that there was no path to it; the Ancestor himself created it.

According to the ancestor, after the breakthrough, the body's vitality is further enhanced, and it can even slowly regrow previously damaged limbs.

This group of people, to put it nicely, are eunuchs; to put it bluntly, they are castrated dogs.

A person without roots cannot be considered a man, nor a woman.

Nature will always be a source of pain for them.

Although Tong Guan was already a master of innate level at a young age, he naturally coveted the legendary realm that could be cultivated.

Once the ancestor had found a way out, Tong Guan would have confidence and something to look forward to.

All the high-ranking official positions, wealth, and glory are now just fleeting clouds to Tong Guan. Only the growth of his precious child, the possession of a son and a daughter, and a house full of descendants are what truly matter.

So Tong Guan and the Third Eunuch went into the library and sat quietly, waiting for the ancestor to break through.

At the palace gate, Murong Fu did not simply leap over.

Instead, he used his domineering sword to punch a hole in the main gate, announcing his arrival with the loudest sound.

The guards in the imperial city then assembled.

Just like when I was on the street.

After Murong Fu casually killed over a thousand people, the Imperial Guards found that they couldn't get close to him at all. Whether it was muskets, bows and arrows, they were even deflected by this young man in blue.

They have already lost the will to fight.

And so, Murong Fu walked step by step toward the magnificent palace.

After dinner today, Zhao Xu felt uneasy, so he went to rest early.

In his sleep, Zhao Xu dreamt of many things, as if endless darkness was chasing him.

He woke up from a nightmare, half-lying on the dragon bed, panting heavily.

Suddenly I heard a noisy commotion outside, then it suddenly became quiet again.

He sensed something was wrong, a strange panic gripped his heart, and he shouted:

"Help! Help!"

But the entire palace was empty, and no one responded.

Zhao Xu felt increasingly panicked.

But we don't know exactly what happened.

Zhao Xu frowned, and after a while, he suddenly felt like going to the study. Without changing his clothes, he walked to the study in his pajamas.

The road was quiet and deserted. He felt as if he were still dreaming.

When they arrived at the study, they found it empty, but the door was open and the light was on.

He shouted sternly, "Where are the guards?! Where are the guards here?!"

He walked in grumbling and saw a young man in a blue robe sitting in his seat, looking at a manuscript.

Zhao Xu couldn't help but ask, "Who are you?!"

The man glanced at him and said, "Heh, we just met, have you forgotten?"

and.."

At this moment, he shook the manuscript in his hand and said, "Haven't you been investigating me all along?"

"You even sent Cai Jing to invite me over?"

Zhao Xu hurriedly took two steps back, fell to the ground, and said in surprise, "You are Murong Fu?!"

How come you're not dead? Where's Cai Jing?!

Murong Fu pulled out a large black ball from somewhere and casually tossed it to Zhao Xu.

He instinctively caught it and realized it was a human head—Cai Jing's head.

His facial expression remained frozen in the last moment of confusion.

Zhao Xu was so frightened that he lost his composure and threw the severed head away again. He tried to relieve the pressure by breathing rapidly.

Murong Fu continued flipping through the documents, smiling as he said, "I went to your palace just now and found you still sleeping, so I asked you why you wanted to kill me..."

Two incense sticks later, Murong Fu found out Zhao Xu's location and quietly entered Zhao Xu's palace.

When the other palace servants realized that this god of death had entered, they all scattered and fled. Murong Fu saw that Zhao Xu was still sleeping.

He then directly used the "Soul-Capturing Technique" to ask Zhao Xu in a specific voice why he wanted to kill him.

"Murong Fu...rebels...wants to restore his kingdom..."

Murong Fu was no longer under the effects of the Forgetfulness Pill, and when he heard Zhao Xu say that, he was so angry that he laughed.

He muttered to himself, "Damn it, Murong Bo, how long are you going to keep hurting me?!"

Grass!"

Unexpectedly, the news of his predecessor's desire to restore his country had reached Zhao Xu.

But when asked to ask more questions, such as how he knew and where the evidence was, Zhao Xu said the information was in the study.

Murong Fu then implanted the instruction to go to the study after waking up.

He then went to the study by himself.

"Heh, Zhao Xu, I'm lying in bed at Canhezhuang every day, aren't you worried about that?"

Hearing Murong Fu's question, Zhao Xu mustered his courage and said, "Traitors and rebels deserve to be killed by everyone. If you had no intention of rebelling, why would you develop casting and transportation?"

They even colluded with the Southern King of the Liao Dynasty?!

Murong Fu said disdainfully, "You won't allow economic development?"

"The Southern King? Now the entire Liao Dynasty listens to me."

He then threw the secret letter on the ground and said:

"Xiao Bing, someone said you've become Jackie Chan, hahaha."

Then Zhao Xu saw a snake crawl out from Murong Fu's neck, hissing and flicking its tongue.

There was a protrusion on its head, but it didn't look like a dragon horn.

Murong Fu manipulated the white snake, then reached out and removed the white growth from its head.

He waved himself in front of Zhao Xu and said, "This is the dragon horn your spies were talking about?!"

Ha ha ha ha!"

Zhao Xu looked closely and saw that it was a pure white silkworm.

He was filled with doubt and suspicion, and cursed his incompetent subordinates in his heart for being able to make such a mistake.

Then, considering that Murong Fu was highly skilled in martial arts, he must have secretly sneaked into the palace.

He was panicked, but his brain was racing, trying to figure out how to save himself.

Then he thought of the old eunuch he considered a thorn in his side, and said to Murong Fu:

"I misunderstood you, Young Master Murong. I apologize."

To express my apology, I am willing to bestow upon you the title of Prince of Yan, and Suzhou will be your fiefdom.

Murong Fu said coldly, "Gusu has always been mine, who needs your title?"

You truly live up to your reputation as Cai Jing's master; both of you speak rather poorly.

"Perfect, you've seen his end. Now, on your way."

Zhao Xu appeared strong on the outside but was weak on the inside, yet he still questioned sharply, "You want to kill the Alliance?! Aren't you afraid of divine retribution?"

Murong Fu laughed angrily, "Heh, you think you're worthy?"

A parasite living off the people's hard-earned money?! The biggest parasite in the world!

How dare you call yourself emperor if you allow your subordinates to harm the people?!

"Very well, let's see if the Emperor will actually bleed!"

Then, the soft sword severed Zhao Xu's entire left arm, including his left shoulder.

However, because Murong Fu used Xuan Yin True Qi, the cut surface was smooth and frozen, so the blood did not spurt out, but instead seeped out like a trickle.

Zhao Xu roared and shouted, but Murong Fu stood aside expressionlessly and said, "It seems you are not the real emperor."

Zhao Xu suddenly endured the pain and said, "Wait, wait, I... I have something to say."

Murong Fu said, "Speak, then we'll be on our way."

Zhao Xu said, "I want to see one last person."

Murong Fu raised an eyebrow: "Who?"

Zhao Xu said, "I'll take you there, I'll take you there. This is my last wish."

Murong Fu, however, said, "I think there's no need for that."

Then, a deep blue sword materialized in his hand, taking on a dreamlike quality in the bright palace, its shimmering light captivating all who beheld it.

But Zhao Xu had no time to appreciate the beauty of the moment. He looked at Murong Fu with venomous resentment, wanting to lure Murong Fu to kill the old eunuch so that the two would fight and eventually die together.

But to his surprise, Murong Fu wouldn't listen to him at all...

Then, he felt that bone-chilling cold penetrate his body again.

Last time it happened too fast; I lost my arm without even realizing it.

At that moment, the blue longsword sliced ​​across his left neck, past his collarbone and sternum, and then cut across his right waist, leaving Zhao Xu with the sight of his body severed in two.

The organs and bones were all displayed before my eyes.

"So, I am just a mortal after all?"

He then collapsed to the ground, and his consciousness slowly began to fade.

At that moment, his hearing became exceptionally good, so good that he could hear the heartbeat of a third person present.

Who is that?

Then he heard Murong Fu say calmly, "Zhao Xu is dead too. You can come out now."

Why didn't you stop me? Isn't that the person Zhao Xu is looking for?

Then came an unpleasant voice, like the friction between a piece of dead wood and a piece of rusty iron: "Heh, good that you're dead, good that you're dead."

This kind of trash deserves to die.

Zhao Xu recognized the voice; it was that dead eunuch known as the "Sunflower Ancestor" in the palace.

Why didn't you save me?! You're just a damned old eunuch who lives only to protect me!

Zhao Xu's resentment towards it far exceeded that of Murong Fu.

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