Martial Arts Crossover: It All Started with Hijacking Li Canghai

The masked man felt something was truly sinister. Just now, he had used the "Five Poisons Bone-Piercing Palm" again. This martial art was a closely guarded secret of the Five Poisons Sect in Miao territory, a unique skill that he had stolen after destroying a branch of the Five Poisons Sect. How could this kid know it too?!

"This is a ghost...!!"

The masked man's eyes flashed with madness as he channeled his inner energy to its limit, unleashing a bloodthirsty aura: "Blood Fiend Palm!"

This is a unique skill that only the top leader of the Green Robe Tower possesses. It was personally passed down to him by the chief leader above the twelve top leaders when he joined the Green Robe Tower. It can be said that there is no other one like it. This martial art is extremely insidious. Those who are struck by it will die from blood flowing backwards throughout their bodies. Their bodies wither and rot, making it particularly vicious.

The masked man's palms turned crimson, radiating heat as he moved towards Qin Han's seal!

Faced with this ferocious palm strike, Qin Han's eyes lit up. Another ultimate technique?!

"Good, good, good, you old codger, you've got quite a stash of tricks up your sleeve. Using your martial arts for murder and arson should be very convenient from now on." He praised it in his heart, thinking that he would use this trick to kill and bury bodies in the future.

His gaze instantly turned serious as he observed the opponent's technique of applying force, and the Lesser Formless Skill was activated once more!

Qin Han stretched out his palms, and a strange blood-red light emanated from his palms!

"Bang bang—!!!"

Two pairs of bright red palms collided again.

Then the two began to compete in internal energy, and a visible red wave of energy swept outwards in all directions once again.

"call--!!!"

The shockwave spread out in all directions!

The items on the deck, as well as the group of sailors who didn't know martial arts, were blasted away.

The two men, with their limited perspectives, exchanged glances. The man in the demon mask clearly looked incredulous, as if asking, "How could this be?"

With a push of their own energies, both of them flew backward.

Qin Han moved gracefully, retreating steadily two zhang away. His inner energy surged within his chest, clearly indicating that this attack was difficult to withstand. On the surface, however, he maintained a calm and composed demeanor, thinking to himself: It seems that this old man's martial arts skills have run out. It's time to send him on his way.

The masked man looked much more disheveled, only managing to stop himself when his back hit the ship's wall.

"Cough cough..."

The masked man felt a surge of blood and qi in his chest, a sweet taste in his throat, and he almost coughed up blood. He was utterly horrified: You also know the Blood Fiend Palm? My nearly fifty years of cultivation is no match for a young man. This kid is truly strange!

The deck was quiet.

Only the river wind is still howling...

The masked man stared intently at Qin Han not far away, as if he had remembered something. His eyes, hidden beneath the mask, revealed a clear look of surprise and doubt.

If before it was just a suspicion, after this encounter, I now have a guess in my mind that I believe is extremely close to the truth.

There are hundreds or even thousands of martial arts in this world, but who can master all the unique skills of every school?

Unless... it's that person.

The Murong clan of Gusu, who were known for their "using their own methods against them"!

Only the Murong family's "Shifting Stars" can explain this bizarre scene.

No matter what move you make, your opponent can return it exactly as it was, and sometimes the power of the move is even greater than the original.

The masked man tried to calm the churning internal energy in his body with each breath. Although he was one of the twelve leaders of the Green Robe Pavilion, he was not stupid.

If the person in front of us is indeed "Southern Murong" Murong Fu, then this matter is going to be very troublesome. Although Qingyi Tower is powerful, it does not want to provoke the Murong family for no reason.

Thinking he had grasped the key, the masked man politely clasped his hands in a fist salute to Qin Han, his tone laced with a probing tone: "I knew it! When did such a brilliant young master like you emerge in this martial world? It turns out you are 'Southern Murong,' Young Master Murong in person!"

His voice echoed in the silent night sky, reaching everyone's ears.

"Young Master Murong?"

"Is he Murong Fu, the Southern Murong?"

Upon hearing this, the assassins from the Green Robe Tower around them stirred up a commotion. Apart from the tower leader and the twelve leaders, these first- and second-rate assassins were equally wary of Nan Murong's reputation.

Seeing that Qin Han did not immediately refute, the masked man became even more confident and continued, "My Qingyi Pavilion and the Murong family of Gusu have always kept to themselves. I hope Young Master Murong will not interfere in today's matter. I can spare the others, as long as you hand over Madam Ruan. I hope Young Master Murong will not put me in a difficult position."

The masked man thought he had already given Murong Fu enough face, after all, the Green Robe Pavilion always eliminated any potential threats, and this time, because of Murong Fu, he had already made a big concession.

When Qin Han heard these words, he looked somewhat bewildered.

Murong Fu?

me?

Qin Han was somewhat amused and exasperated. His own martial arts were from the Xiaoyao Sect, and since the Qingyi Tower had such a bad reputation, he thought he could imitate a few martial arts techniques and then blame the Qingyi Tower for any dirty deeds he might do in the future...

How did I end up being mistaken for that tragic man who dreams of restoring his country all the time?

"I've never even seen that Murong Fu before..." Qin Han thought to himself.

Behind them, Madam Ruan was slightly startled when she heard the masked man's words, clearly having heard of the famous "Northern Qiao Feng and Southern Murong".

He tugged at Cheng Ying beside him and asked in a low voice, "Ying'er, so this Young Master Qin isn't actually surnamed Qin, but rather the famous Young Master Murong?"

Madam Ruan's tone was somewhat uncertain. Although she had never met Murong Fu, she had heard that he was a handsome man who also used a long sword. It was just that Murong Fu of the South and Qiao Feng of the North had another name.

They are Qiao Feng, the "Hero of the North," and Murong, the "Sword of the South." "Hero of the North" refers to Qiao Feng's chivalrous spirit, while "Sword of the South" refers to the Murong family's Dragon City Sword Technique.

Qin Han was carrying a knife, which was why Ruan Xingzhu was unsure whether to ask Cheng Ying.

Cheng Ying also looked bewildered, recalling the rumors about Murong Fu in her mind.

"I don't think so."

Cheng Ying shook her head uncertainly, her delicate brows furrowing slightly. After thinking for a moment, she said in a low voice, "Although I've never met Young Master Murong, I've heard from friends in the martial arts world that he always carries a long sword at his waist to project an air of refined elegance, like a dashing young gentleman. Moreover..."

At this point, a blush crept onto Cheng Ying's face as she thought of Qin Han's somewhat roguish and mischievous behavior in the room, and his frivolous words that constantly flirted with her.

"Moreover, I've heard that Murong Fu is a serious person who values ​​etiquette above all else. But this Young Master Qin..." Cheng Ying glanced at the long sword wrapped in cloth on Qin Han's back, "He's carrying a sword, and when Murong Fu travels, he's always accompanied by two of his four retainers: Bao Butong, Deng Baichuan, Gongye Qian, and Feng Bo'e. Young Master Qin, however, is all alone, without any attendants..."

After listening to her niece's analysis, Madam Ruan also felt that it made sense: "Indeed, this young master Qin's behavior is somewhat... cough cough." At this point, she thought of Cheng Ying's occasional blushing, as if she had guessed something, and quickly turned away with a smile: "He is a bit unconventional, and certainly doesn't seem like the kind of young master from a noble family."