Martial Arts Universe: With a single command, 100,000 iron cavalry will sweep across the martial wor

He never expected this young woman to possess such profound martial arts skills. Wanwan snorted coldly:

"Who do you think you are? You won't get away with this today!"

"Who I am is unimportant. What's important is that you, old monk, are ruthless enough to lay a hand on your own woman. Now you want to silence her?" Wanwan turned to Shi Feixuan and said, "You can handle this man. I'm afraid killing him will dirty my hands." Su Qingfeng understood from Wanwan's expression that she and Xuanci were evenly matched and she couldn't kill him at all. So he whispered in Shi Feixuan's ear, "What do you mean by dirty hands? She can't beat this old monk at all."

"Su Qingfeng, are you tired of living?"

Wanwan was furious upon hearing this. She hadn't expected Su Qingfeng to undermine her at such a crucial moment, and she wanted nothing more than to bite him. Su Qingfeng hadn't anticipated that she would hear even his soft whisper. Wanwan pinched his waist, and he hissed in pain, "Hey, are you trying to strangle me?"

Wanwan let go, and asked suspiciously, "What did you mean by 'fuck' just now?"

Su Qingfeng rubbed his forehead and said helplessly, "It doesn't mean anything. You can stand aside for now—Fei Xuan, you can clean up Xuan Ci's mess."

Shi Feixuan had been waiting for these words. Xuan Ci's actions had pushed her to the limit, and now that she had broken through in her internal energy cultivation, she could use this monk to test her newly comprehended "Sword Heart Clarity".

"Give this hypocritical monk to me."

Su Qingfeng gently stroked Shi Feixuan's face and instructed, "I trust you to take action. Just be careful."

Shi Feixuan blushed, nodded, picked up the Color Void Sword, and walked towards Xuan Ci. When Wanwan saw Su Qingfeng touching Shi Feixuan's face again, she was so angry that she raised her foot to stomp on him. Su Qingfeng dodged and hugged her tightly: "Don't be silly, important matters are more important."

Wanwan glared at him, then stopped making a fuss and leaned into his arms, looking at Shi Feixuan. Although Su Qingfeng had touched Shi Feixuan, Wanwan still felt she had the upper hand now that he was holding her.

Shi Feixuan walked up to Xuan Ci and solemnly announced her identity: "Shi Feixuan of Cihang Jingzhai of the Great Sui Dynasty, today I am here to clean house for Buddhism."

Xuan Ci was greatly surprised: "You are a disciple of Cihang Jingzhai? Since you both belong to the Buddhist sect, why are you helping that ruler?"

He knew the power of Cihang Jingzhai, and he understood that the Cihang Sword Manual was something he could not withstand.

Shi Feixuan's face was as cold as frost, and her Sekong Sword pointed directly at Xuanci:

"You are no longer worthy to be a member of the Buddhist community. Today I will personally remove you, this hypocrite, to restore the reputation of Buddhism."

Shi Feixuan swung her sword at Xuan Ci, who hurriedly used his lightness skill to dodge. However, Shi Feixuan was even faster, spinning in mid-air and piercing Xuan Ci's arm with the tip of her sword. Xuan Ci was shocked, not expecting her to injure him with a single move.

Seeing the two exchange blows, Su Qingfeng stopped watching. In his eyes, Xuan Ci's martial arts were superb, and Shi Feixuan's swordsmanship was clear; taking his life would not be difficult.

Seeing that the woman beside Su Qingfeng intended to kill Xuan Ci, Xiao Feng also wanted to kill the enemy who had killed his parents. However, upon learning that she was the current successor of Cihang Jingzhai, Xiao Feng realized that it was probably not his turn to kill Xuan Ci today.

Su Qingfeng glanced at the heartbroken Ye Erniang and shook her head. At this moment, no further words were needed; the martial artists present already understood. "Ye Erniang, you may leave now. I will inform you of my son's whereabouts after this matter is resolved."

Ye Erniang thanked them repeatedly and retreated back to the group of the Four Evils.

Su Qingfeng turned to the two men in black among the remaining three grandmasters and said, "You're Murong Bo's men, aren't you? After that old bastard faked his death, he recruited quite a few experts. You killed Xiao Feng to try and control the Beggars' Sect, didn't you?"

One of them looked terrified: "You...how did you know everything?"

"I know much more than that." Su Qingfeng looked around, then suddenly raised her voice, "Murong Bo, how long are you going to hide?"

Seeing that no one showed up, Su Qingfeng immediately ordered Helian Tieshu: "Bring Li Yanzong here."

A moment later, two men from the Western Xia First-Rank Hall carried the unconscious Li Yanzong to Su Qingfeng. Su Qingfeng took a knife from a nearby guard, held it to Li Yanzong's neck, and said loudly, "Murong Bo, you should know who Li Yanzong is. If you don't want the Murong family line to end, show yourself immediately, or Murong Fu's head will roll today."

As soon as he finished speaking, a man in gray leaped down from the tree and landed not far from Su Qingfeng: "Lord Wu Xiang, how do you know I'm not dead?"

Su Qingfeng secretly breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing Murong Bo appear. If this cunning old man had remained hidden in the shadows, he would have posed an endless threat in the future. Now that he had shown himself, he absolutely could not be allowed to leave alive.

"Murong Bo, do you really think your little tricks can fool me? Back then, you instigated Xuan Ci and others to ambush and kill Xiao Feng's parents, but failed to provoke a war between Song and Liao, so you faked your death and went into hiding. Over the years, you've done your fair share of robbery and plunder, haven't you? And the several assassination attempts I've had—weren't those orchestrated by you too?"

Murong Bo and Su Qingfeng looked at each other for a moment, then Murong Bo smiled and nodded.

"Haha, I didn't expect you to know about things from thirty years ago. That's right, what you said earlier was correct. Back then, I did send false information to Xuanci and the others. I just didn't expect that killing a Liao nobleman wouldn't ignite a war."

"I later learned that the Song Dynasty had quelled the conflict by spending money. I was afraid that Xuanci and the others would realize that I had deliberately spread false information, so I faked my death to escape. The attacks you encountered later were also carried out by my men—but so what? I am now a Grandmaster. Do you think you can leave here alive today?"

Su Qingfeng's heart tightened slightly. Why hadn't Li Qiushui arrived yet? Was she held up by something? Luckily, he had prepared in advance, otherwise he would have been in real trouble because of Li Qiushui. Looking at Murong Bo's arrogant appearance, Su Qingfeng actually laughed:

"Haha, Murong Bo, so what if you're a Grandmaster?"

Murong Bo pointed at the people around Su Qingfeng and sneered:

"Grandmasters are nothing special, but killing you all wouldn't be difficult."

Su Qingfeng revealed a mysterious smile:

"That's not necessarily true. Since I dared to leave Suzhou, I naturally have ways to deal with you."

"Oh? I didn't hear that your wife came this time either."

"My wife didn't come, but the man who's here to kill you—has arrived."

Murong Bo knew that Su Qingfeng's wife was a Grandmaster-level expert. In the past, he wanted to eliminate Wu Xiangjun himself and tried to sneak into the mansion, but was stopped by a woman.

He hadn't expected that there would be a Grandmaster in the Wu Xiangjun's mansion. Although the woman was only at the early stage of Grandmaster, the longsword in her hand that could unleash pink sword energy still made Murong Bo feel lingering fear and unwilling to face it again.

Although he didn't succeed that time, he did manage to figure out the other party's identity. Murong Bo couldn't help but admire: how could a Wu Xiangjun who didn't know martial arts have a Grandmaster as his wife?

When Su Qingfeng appeared this time, he specially sent people to investigate and confirmed that Su Qingfeng's wife was still in Gusu City before he felt at ease—at least no one would come to her rescue when he killed Su Qingfeng.

Murong Bo looked at Su Qingfeng with great interest:

"Oh? What other tricks does Lord Wu Xiang have up his sleeve? There are people who want to kill me, but they all died by my hand before they could succeed. It seems you didn't bring any experts with you this time?"

Su Qingfeng looked at his cunning and calculating opponent and smiled.

"You old scoundrel, I didn't bring any experts this time. But the person who wants to kill you isn't one of my men—and his desire to kill you is more urgent than anyone else's."

Su Qingfeng could only hope that Xiao Feng's father was nearby; otherwise, he feared he would have no choice but to find a way to escape today. That woman, Li Qiushui, was truly unreliable. Murong Bo had already appeared, but she had nowhere to be found; she hadn't even been seen yet.

This time, Li Qiushui had really screwed him over. Su Qingfeng was also unsure whether Li Qiushui would help him this time—right now, he probably had to protect his cousin Lin Shiyin first.

When Guan Guan and Zhou Zhiruo saw another Grandmaster appear, they couldn't help but glare at Su Qingfeng: This guy knows either Grandmasters or Great Grandmasters, and this one in front of them is obviously an enemy.

How could Guan Guan and the others possibly handle a Grandmaster-level enemy? They couldn't help but feel worried for Su Qingfeng.

What puzzled them even more was that this grandmaster kept referring to "Su Qingfeng's wife." Could it be that Su Qingfeng's wife was also a martial arts expert?

Lin Shiyin remained completely calm. She knew her cousin, Li**, was also a Grandmaster, and that he posed no threat to her. If the other party dared to attack, her cousin's throwing knives would show no mercy.

But seeing that Su Qingfeng also looked calm, she wondered: I'm not afraid because my cousin is protecting me, so why isn't Su Qingfeng afraid? Could it be that his Aunt Li is also secretly protecting him?

Seeing Su Qingfeng moving the knife back and forth against Murong Fu's neck, Murong Bo was afraid that the Wu Xiangjun, who did not know martial arts, would accidentally kill his son if her hand trembled. He hurriedly said, "Wu Xiangjun, could you please release my son first? If your hand is not steady, his life will be in danger."

Su Qingfeng smiled and pressed the knife against Murong Fu's neck:

"That won't do. He's my hostage. I don't know martial arts. If I release him, and you suddenly attack, I'll be doomed."

"What will it take for you to release them?"

"Actually, I've been thinking of letting your good-for-nothing son go, but as you can see, there are quite a few people trying to harm my daughter today. How about... you help me deal with some of them?"

"Haha, Lord Wu Xiang, do you think I would help you?"

Before he could finish speaking, Su Qingfeng swiftly swung his blade, severing Murong Fu's arm. Murong Fu awoke in agony, screaming incessantly.

"Lord Wu Xiang, you're courting death!" Murong Bo roared in fury.

Su Qingfeng immediately placed the knife back against Murong Fu's neck:

"Don't move! If you move again, I'll slit his throat. Murong Bo, losing an arm won't affect your ability to continue the family line, what's the rush? Choose, help or not?"

Guan Guan and the others were all stunned. They hadn't expected Su Qingfeng to be so ruthless, and for a moment they felt like they didn't even know him.

Murong Fu had just regained consciousness when he heard the words "Lord Wu Xiang" and "Murong Bo," and his mind went completely blank.

Su Qingfeng patted his face and smiled casually.

"Murong Fu, you still haven't recognized that masked man over there, have you? Murong Bo, take off that cloth from your face and let your son have a good look. Otherwise, I'm afraid he won't be able to close his eyes in peace when he dies." Murong Fu, clutching his bleeding, severed arm, winced in pain and asked, "Father? Wasn't my father long gone?"

Murong Bo pulled off his face mask and said to Murong Fu with concern:

"Fu'er, I'm still alive. Don't worry, I'll bring you back to life right away. Lord Wu Xiang, state your terms."

Murong Fu stared at Murong Bo's face, completely stunned. He had never imagined his father was still alive, and now he found himself in the hands of Wu Xiangjun, who had even severed his arm. Su Qingfeng looked at the remaining Grandmaster beside him and said to Murong Bo:

"The condition is simple—see that grandmaster over there? Kill him, and I'll release Murong Fu."

"You'd better keep your word, or I'll make you suffer a terrible death."

Murong Bo glanced at the flustered grandmaster beside him, completely disregarding him. As long as Wu Xiangjun didn't force him to kill his subordinates, nothing else mattered. He gave orders to the two grandmasters he had brought:

"Go, kill that old man."

"Yes, my lord."

The remaining elder master was filled with regret. He hadn't expected things to turn out this way, and he feared he wouldn't leave alive today.

Seeing the two grandmasters attacking him, he hurriedly tried to escape. If he didn't escape now, he would really die here. He could only hope that the grandmaster named Murong Bo wouldn't personally intervene.

"The 'Consort' finger!"

whoosh-

The old master had just used his lightness skill to escape when Murong Bo struck him down from mid-air with a Canhe Finger. At this moment, two of Murong Bo's subordinates arrived and joined forces to attack the old man.

Huang Rong felt a pang of admiration for Su Qingfeng's decision to have Murong Bo kill the unrelated old master. If Su Qingfeng had forced Murong Bo to kill his own subordinate, it might have backfired. She patted Su Yan's head and said:

"Su Yan, your father is just like you, a cunning fox."

"What fox? My dad and I are just clever."