Martial Arts Crossover: It All Started with Hijacking Li Canghai

Shi Potian looked at Sun Zhongjun, who was lying on the ground, completely lifeless.

Scratched his head.

"Brother Sun... what's wrong with him?"

Azi found this silly boy quite interesting; he kept asking questions even after the person he had beaten to death.

"He fell asleep after you beat him."

The devilish dialogue between the two struck the hearts of everyone in the training ground.

Chu Hongliu's face drained of all color, her lips trembled, and she couldn't utter a single word.

Situ He's back was soaked with cold sweat. Looking at that silly boy who was still acting a bit foolish, he felt like his worldview had been turned upside down.

Xia Qingqing instinctively gripped He Tieshou's arm tightly.

She thought that Chu Hongliu's invitation to Ouyang Feng, the Western Poison, was already outrageous enough.

But the man before us, this young man named Ye Wudao, his methods have completely exceeded the scope of fighting for supremacy in the martial arts world.

This is a dimensional reduction attack!

A single glance, a single gesture, or even without lifting a finger, can completely destabilize the entire situation.

The throne of the Golden Serpent King?

In retrospect, it was a huge joke.

In the midst of this oppressive silence, a voice filled with jealousy and resentment rang out.

"Good! Well done, Ye Wudao!"

Murong Fu got up from the ground at some point. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and stared intently at Qin Han, his eyes filled with resentment and madness.

The limelight has been stolen!

His meticulously planned debut, his two years of seclusion to achieve the Grandmaster realm, and his grand blueprint for the revival of the Great Yan Dynasty.

Today, in front of this man, they were crushed to pieces!

What he found even more unbearable was seeing the woman who should have been his, his future Empress of Yan, his cousin Wang Yuyan.

At this moment, she was nestled against that man like a little bird!

That intimacy, that dependence, was like a red-hot branding iron, burning fiercely into Murong Fu's heart!

"Young Master Ye, you truly have remarkable skills!"

Murong Fu straightened up, his voice trembling slightly with excitement.

"First they took in the demoness from the Starry Sky Sect, then they tricked this mentally challenged fool and the shepherdess!"

He spoke with righteous indignation, placing himself on a moral high ground, attempting to salvage the opportunity he was losing through words.

"How are you any different from the demonic cult in your actions?!"

"Now you've even gone so far as to commit murder in public, indiscriminately slaughtering the Golden Snake Camp's leader, Sun! What do you take the Golden Snake Camp for? Your own backyard?!"

He became more and more excited as he spoke, pointing directly at the Qin and Han dynasties.

"Although I, Murong Fu, am no match for you today, the righteous path of the martial world will not tolerate the rampant evil of such a wicked sect!"

"I advise you to surrender immediately, otherwise, all heroes under heaven will have the right to kill you!"

His words were passionate and righteous.

This is his only chance to turn things around, and he has to fight for it no matter what.

The only response he received was Qin Han's indifferent and completely dismissive gaze.

The two are no longer on the same level.

Qin Han didn't even bother to turn his head, but simply turned his face slightly to look at Dong Tianbao, who was eager to try beside him.

"Tianbao, shut him up."

These five simple words are more damaging than any insulting words!

That was a contempt that came from the very core of one's being!

"Yes, brother!"

Dong Tianbao grinned. Despite his recent exhaustion, Murong Fu, who had just taken a blow from Ouyang Feng, was in even worse shape.

Carrying the Dragon-Slaying Saber, he strode forward.

"What...what are you going to do!"

Murong Fu was both shocked and furious.

Dong Tianbao was about to make his move!

He immediately unleashed all his power to its limit.

Already severely injured by Ouyang Feng, he forced himself to circulate his internal energy, causing a tearing pain in his chest, but he couldn't care less about that now.

It's all because Dong Tianbao's knife has arrived!

It's still that domineering and unparalleled Six Secrets of Aohan!

A streak of icy blue blade energy slashed down from above!

Murong Fu's eyes flashed with malice, and he rapidly drew circles in front of his chest with both hands.

Time flies!

He would use the Murong family's renowned ultimate technique to return that domineering strike to the opponent intact!

Just as the blade's energy was about to reach his body...

A very soft voice, transmitted through a secret sound transmission, clearly reached Dong Tianbao's ears.

"Move half an inch to the left, and concentrate the force on three points."

It's my older brother's voice!

Dong Tianbao's spirits lifted, and without thinking, he slightly lowered his wrist.

The blade's trajectory underwent a very slight deflection!

boom!

The icy blue blade energy collided head-on with the invisible aura in front of Murong Fu!

The expected rebound of force did not occur.

There was a crisp "snap" sound!

The Dou Zhuan Xing Yi aura that Murong Fu was so proud of instantly cracked and shattered!

"puff!"

Murong Fu was struck as if by lightning, and he was sent flying backward again, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

He stared at Dong Tianbao in disbelief, his mind blank.

How is that possible?!

Why does the "Shifting Stars" function fail?!

He will never know that Qin Han's knowledge of martial arts had already surpassed the scope of what is now known.

Murong Bo's use of the "Shifting Stars" technique might make it difficult to detect any flaws.

But you, Murong Fu... I can see right through you.

Murong Fu fell to the ground, struggled for a moment, then spat out another mouthful of blood and completely lost consciousness.

This time, the defeat was even more devastating than the last.

I don't know if she was knocked unconscious or so angry that she fainted.

Wang Yuyan remained quietly by Qin Han's side.

She looked at the man in the distance, unconscious and disheveled in a pool of blood.

That man was her dream throughout her teenage years.

It was the star she wanted to follow and look up to with all her might.

But now, that star is shattered.

It was shattered so thoroughly, so ugly.

To Wang Yuyan, his so-called "upholding of righteousness" sounded so ridiculous and so hypocritical.

Wang Yuyan was incredibly intelligent; how could she not see the ugly jealousy and impotent rage hidden behind those words?

The last filter of familial affection, the last wisp of girlish fantasy, vanished in this moment.

Wang Yuyan gently shook her head.

No words, no expression.

This simple action marked the end of my cousin's life.

She looked away and rested her head on Qin Han's shoulder again, her hands unconsciously tightening around his arm.

Lastly.

Jiang Yuyan looked at Murong Fu, who lay dead on the ground, her eyes gleaming with greed.

Murong Fu was, after all, the Murong of the South, and his master-level skills were a great boost to his abilities.

Although he was seriously injured, his physical condition is still intact.

If we could find an opportunity to absorb it...

Just when the atmosphere in the entire training ground reached its coldest point.

"Amitabha."

A Buddhist chant resounded like a great bell.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound.

On the Shaolin Temple's viewing platform, a tall, ugly monk slowly stood up.

He clasped his hands together, his gaze fixed on Dong Tianbao, his voice steady yet carrying a Buddhist air of authority.

"My benefactor, please show mercy when you can."

"Your actions were far too ruthless."