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

Seeing Su Qingfeng lower his head and remain silent, Wanwan reached out and pinched him: "What are you thinking, you bastard? Are you going to cooperate or not?"

"Don't pinch me all the time." Su Qingfeng pulled her into his arms to prevent the vixen from hitting him again. "I know exactly what's going on with your Yin Kui Sect. You just said there are only a few villains in the sect. Doesn't your conscience hurt when you say that?"

Wanwan struggled in his arms, blushing and annoyed, and said, "Then what will it take for you to cooperate?"

Seeing her flushed face, Su Qingfeng smiled and said, "Wanwan, I am from the Song Dynasty, while you belong to the Sui Dynasty. Even if I cooperate with the Yin Kui Sect, it won't be of much help. You should find other allies."

At this moment, Shi Feixuan approached and told Su Qingfeng to release Wanwan. She didn't want Su Qingfeng to ally with the Yin Kui Sect, as that would be extremely detrimental to Cihang Jingzhai. She pulled Su Qingfeng back and said to Wanwan:

"Wanwan, Su Qingfeng will never ally with you. Give up."

Seeing this, Wanwan became angry and stepped forward to grab Su Qingfeng's other hand.

"Little nun, are you determined to compete with me for Su Qingfeng? Whether Su Qingfeng is allied with our Yin Kui Sect or not is none of your business! You should go back to Cihang Jingzhai and chant scriptures, don't try to steal my man in the mortal world." "Your Yin Kui Sect is a demonic sect, precisely the kind of sect our Cihang Jingzhai wants to eradicate. I can't let you drag Su Qingfeng down with you." "Little nun, we are a holy sect, not a demonic sect, understand that." "A holy sect is a demonic sect." "Little nun, are you tired of living?"

"Witch, you can't beat me now."

Zhou Zhiruo and the others were somewhat helpless to see Wanwan and Shi Feixuan arguing again. They were just discussing serious matters, how did they suddenly start fighting over a man? It was all Su Qingfeng's fault. Zhou Zhiruo and the others looked at Su Qingfeng with displeasure.

Su Yan glanced at Shi Feixuan, then at Wanwan, feeling quite pressured. All the women her father encountered were so beautiful; she was truly worried about her mother.

Su Yan knew her mother usually focused on cultivation and didn't talk much. Now that her father was so popular, and several beautiful women were eyeing him covetously, Su Yan was afraid they would get involved too. She never imagined that she would have to worry about her mother at such a young age.

Su Qingfeng tugged at Shi Feixuan and Wanwan, saying helplessly, "Alright, stop arguing. We'll discuss this further when I go to the Sui Dynasty. That cunning old Murong Bo is coming soon."

Upon hearing Su Qingfeng's words, everyone saw that the battle had indeed stopped. Murong Bo had fewer than ten men left, including the four Grandmasters. Murong Bo walked towards them with a grim face.

Shi Feixuan and Wanwan exchanged a glance, neither paying attention to the other, but neither letting go of Su Qingfeng's hand, and just pulled him along as they looked at Murong Bo who was walking towards them.

Su Qingfeng looked at Murong Bo's gloomy face, smiled, and said to Xiao Feng beside him, "Hero Xiao, I would like to ask you for a favor."

Xiao Feng replied without hesitation, "You're too kind, Lord Wu Xiang. Please feel free to ask me anything."

Su Qingfeng tried to pull his hand away, but found that Wanwan and Shi Feixuan were holding on tightly. He said helplessly, "Hey, you two let go of me, I need to tell Xiao Feng something." Wanwan pulled Su Qingfeng's hand and smiled, "I want to hear it too." Su Qingfeng looked at Wanwan and the silent Shi Feixuan, and had no choice but to take them aside and tell Xiao Feng some things.

Wanwan and Shi Feixuan were both surprised by what Su Qingfeng had told them. They hadn't expected Su Qingfeng to know so many secrets of the martial world. If what Su Qingfeng said was true, Murong Bo might really be in for a world of trouble.

Upon hearing Su Qingfeng's words, Xiao Feng felt a surge of excitement. He hoped Su Qingfeng's words were true and solemnly said, "Lord Wu Xiang, rest assured, as long as that person is truly here, I will find him. Although I have fought against that old scoundrel Murong Bo before, I am willing to join forces with him to eliminate him this time."

Su Qingfeng nodded: "Alright, go ahead, no one will stop you right now."

Seeing Xiao Feng leave in a hurry, Su Qingfeng secretly breathed a sigh of relief. As long as Xiao Feng could find that person, even if Li Qiushui didn't arrive, Murong Bo would still be doomed.

There was no sweeping monk in this apricot grove, and no one would save Murong Bo—his men had just slaughtered nearly a thousand martial artists, and Murong Bo was now isolated by everyone.

At this moment, Murong Bo, leading his few remaining subordinates, walked in with a gloomy expression. He harbored deep hatred for Su Qingfeng, for this woman had nearly destroyed the power he had cultivated over many years. Reaching the front of the army, Murong Bo stopped and shouted:

"Lord Wu Xiang, I have done as you ordered. Now, can you release my son?"

Su Qingfeng smiled slightly: "Murong Bo, repeat what I told you before in person."

Upon hearing this, Murong Bo flew into a rage and almost attacked immediately: "You want to go back on your word? If you break your promise again this time, I will spare no expense to take your life!"

Seeing his angry face, Su Qingfeng knew he was still grieving the loss of his men, and simply raised her hand in a gesture of respect. Centurion Gu Changfeng then led several Xuanwu soldiers forward, escorting Murong Fu. Su Qingfeng took the gun Gu Changfeng offered, pressed it against Murong Fu's throat, and calmly said:

"Don't rush me. I just need you to repeat the task I gave you."

"You bastard..." Murong Bo suppressed his anger and shouted, "You ordered me to deal with the Jianghu people who were blocking the army and kill all those below the Innate Realm."

"Murong Bo, I, Su Qingfeng, have always kept my word. But you—have you truly killed them all?"

The women from Wan Guan and the others nearby secretly glared at Su Qingfeng. This bastard had repeatedly deceived Murong Bo, and now he was even speaking so righteously; he was utterly despicable.

"You...I..." Murong Bo was speechless for a moment. He had indeed seen a few people leave the battle, but he thought it was unimportant. He did not expect Su Qingfeng to care about such a small matter.

Su Qingfeng shook her head and sighed softly:

"You saw those who withdrew, didn't you? Fine, I've always been kind-hearted, so I won't make things difficult for you this time."

Murong Bo hadn't expected Su Qingfeng to be so agreeable this time, but as long as his son could be rescued, he would deal with this Lord Wu Xiang later. He hurriedly spoke:

"Lord Wu Xiang, thank you, please release my son."

Su Qingfeng smiled:

"Murong Bo, I said I wouldn't make things difficult for you, but I didn't say I would release your son."

Upon hearing this, Murong Bo was furious and stomped his foot angrily, shouting:

"How dare you lie to me! Even if it costs me my son's life, I will kill you today!"

"Don't rush."

Su Qingfeng held the knife to Murong Fu's neck and gently advised him.

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Zhou Zhiruo, Guan Wan, and other women couldn't help but laugh out loud. They never expected Su Qingfeng to be so amusing, which was practically driving Murong Bo crazy.

"Prepare the crossbows!"

Seeing Murong Bo take a step forward, Gu Changfeng immediately gave the order.

With a few swift movements, five or six hundred soldiers raised their crossbows, aiming at Murong Bo and his men, awaiting Su Qingfeng's command. Soldiers wielding giant shields also formed a protective circle, tightly guarding Su Qingfeng and his group.

Guan Guan and Shi Feixuan also stopped smiling and became alert.

Seeing the army's tight defenses and Su Qingfeng's knife poised to cut off Murong Fu's other arm, Murong Bo quickly stopped.

Murong Fu was the last of the Murong royal family's bloodline. Murong Bo himself had suffered damage from his cultivation and could no longer continue the family line; his son absolutely could not be harmed. He glared at Su Qingfeng and shouted:

"Lord Wu Xiang, what exactly do you want?!"

Seeing him stop, Su Qingfeng took out a piece of paper:

"Finish what you haven't done. There are four people on this list who just deserted. Choose two and kill them. Don't worry, they all just deserted in the face of battle, you know what you're doing."

He handed the list to a soldier, then patted Murong Fu's face:

"Murong Fu, if you don't want to die, you'd better try to persuade your father. Otherwise, you'll lose your head."

"I understand, I understand..."

Murong Fu trembled with fear. Su Qingfeng had almost cut off his other arm just now. If his father hadn't stopped, his arm would have already hit the ground.

Murong Bo looked at the four names on the paper: Duan Zhengchun of Dali, Wanyan Kang of Jin, Yue Buqun of Huashan, and Song Qingshu of Wudang.

He looked up and questioned:

"Both Duan Zhengchun and Yue Buqun possess innate cultivation levels, yet you stated you would only kill those who had attained acquired cultivation levels in the martial arts world—Wu Xiangjun. What is the meaning of this statement?"

Su Qingfeng looked at Duan Zhengchun and the others in the distance and said with a smile:

"Murong Bo, their men have also made their move. Although Duan Zhengchun and Yue Buqun are innate masters and not on the list, I do not know the names of their subordinates and those nameless individuals. If you do not wish to kill Duan Zhengchun and Yue Buqun, you may kill all their disciples and subordinates—I have given you the option."

At this moment, Duan Zhengchun, Yue Buqun, and the other three were in a panic. They had thought that they would be safe if they withdrew, but they did not expect that Lady Wu Xiang would not let them go.

Murong Bo only needs to kill two of the four of them this time, so the chances of him being chosen are extremely high. The group was restless and all looked towards the Grandmaster Murong Bo.

On the Wudang Sect's side, Song Qingshu hid behind his father, Song Yuanqiao, in fear, regretting his earlier attempt to show off. Now that he was being targeted by a Grandmaster, if he were truly chosen, even his father might not be able to protect him.

He grabbed Song Yuanqiao in terror, trying to leave: "Dad, let's go quickly, or I'll be killed!"

Looking at his good-for-nothing son, Song Yuanqiao sighed helplessly, "Qingshu, do you think we can escape from the Grandmaster? Now we can only hope that he won't choose you because of your master's sake."

Upon hearing this, Song Qingshu immediately remembered that his grandmaster was a super expert at the Celestial Realm. He figured that Murong Bo wouldn't dare offend Wudang, so he breathed a sigh of relief and sat back down in his original seat with an air of superiority: "That's right, with a grandmaster as powerful as him, he definitely wouldn't dare to touch our Wudang Sect."

Song Yuanqiao shook his head, not expecting his son to be so afraid of death, and to become smug again as soon as he felt he had a powerful backer.

Wanyan Kang of the Jin Kingdom was terrified. He had only wanted Xiao Feng dead, but when he saw Murong Bo's gaze sweep over him, he slumped into his chair. He knew that if he were chosen by a Grandmaster, he would surely die.

His legs were trembling, and he hurriedly said to the guard captain, "Guard Jin, what do we do now? Let's run away!"

The guard shook his head: "Young Prince, if he chooses us, we can't escape. Now we can only pray that he doesn't choose us."

Wanyan Kang was filled with anxiety and could only hope that Murong Bo would spare him out of consideration for his status as a prince of the Jin Kingdom.

Duan Zhengchun was equally uneasy. He had led the attack on Wu Xiangjun's army by the martial arts practitioners. He knew he couldn't escape, and could only hope that Murong Bo would spare his life for the sake of the Dali Kingdom.