Reborn Tianlong: I practice martial arts for immortality

"My elders in the sect are unwilling to teach martial arts to everyone publicly. I was wondering why Murong Longcheng was so generous. So this is what he was planning..."

"We can't let the Murong family succeed. They have evil ambitions. Get out of the Song Dynasty..."

"Yes, get out of the Song Dynasty and go to the Liao Dynasty to harm those Khitan dogs..."

"Who are you calling a Khitan dog? Say it again..."

"........."

Chu Tiange looked at Murong Longcheng, frowning. "He's so calm! Shouldn't he stop me? Why is he so calm?"

Chapter 329 Siege

To be on the safe side, Chu Tiange spoke directly: “Everyone, Murong Fu captured people to absorb their energy, and Murong Longcheng used demonic magic to enslave the world.

The Murong family has harbored ill intentions for generations, plotting rebellion. All the people of the Great Song should not stand idly by."

As soon as the words fell, the people from the Imperial City Bureau took the lead and shouted, "As a Song Dynasty man, I do not want the world to be in chaos. It is my duty to eradicate the Murong family. If you have blood, then follow me."

As soon as he finished speaking, the man rushed towards Deng Baichuan with a sword.

People from the Imperial City Bureau in all directions shouted a few words and then attacked the people from the Murong family who had been investigated in advance.

Some of the warriors around were aroused and wanted to wipe out the Murong family, so they chose to follow suit, while others did not understand why and just stood by and watched.

This is exactly the purpose of the Imperial City Bureau. As long as the majority of people do not intervene to stop it, only a small number of people will need to cooperate with them, and they will be able to catch all the people from the Murong family gathered here.

For a moment, there were people fighting with weapons in the square, and some people were trying to get out of the way. People didn't understand why a big fight broke out during a sermon.

But before the fight could determine the winner, those who rushed towards the Murong family were killed one after another.

"Deng Baichuan, you despicable villain, you actually poisoned..." A warrior was stabbed in the chest by Deng Baichuan's sword.

He could have resisted, but his limbs felt weak and he couldn't muster any strength, so he was stabbed by Deng Baichuan's sword.

Deng Baichuan looked guilty. Although he thought this method was too despicable, how could he oppose the decision made by the head of the family?

He had no choice but to continue attacking the other person, but he was a little gentler, injuring but not killing, and pressing the acupoints of each person.

The people around were also stunned. What was going on? Was someone poisoning them? Was it just them, or everyone?

Just as the onlookers were puzzled, some people also felt their hands and feet becoming weak and having difficulty moving.

One person exclaimed, "Damn it, it's Beisu Qingfeng from Xixia Yipintang."

The crowd immediately held their breath and ran towards the shore. However, before they had run far, a voice came from the shore:

"Damn it, the Murong family has withdrawn all the ships, and we can't leave anymore."

"Antidote, who has the antidote...who from Xixia has the antidote?"

"The Murong family is targeting so many warriors. Aren't they afraid of being punished by the whole world..."

The sudden change in the scene made Chu Tiange's face turn pale. Those who took the initiative were all from the imperial court, but now they were all captured one by one. Who was able to catch whom in one fell swoop?

Looking at Murong Longcheng who was calm and composed on the high platform, Chu Tiange said in a serious tone: "Murong Longcheng, do you think you have won by arresting those people?

As long as you are dead, what good will it do your men to capture more people?"

Murong Longcheng had been silent since he stopped preaching. Now he finally stood up and said, "If I die, those people will be useless. But who will live and who will die today is still uncertain."

Murong Longcheng finished speaking, looked around, and said loudly: "The remaining four, how long are you going to hide?"

Chu Tiange's expression froze, and he asked in surprise, "You know?"

Murong Longcheng nodded and said with a smile: "I expected you to come and stop me."

Chu Tiange immediately retorted: "Impossible, how could you know there were five of us?"

It would be so easy for the five grand masters to disguise themselves and go to the island without anyone knowing. How could Murong Longcheng know so much?

Even if Murong Longcheng had anticipated it, he couldn't possibly know about Qingyun and the Liao High Priest.

The High Priest of Liao came here on his own. The imperial court didn’t even know that Qingyun had broken through to become a Grandmaster. He only found out about it not long ago.

Murong Longcheng did not answer Chu Tiange's question. Instead, he looked at the four people who walked out, especially Zhang Ziyang and Qingyun. "Taoism is indeed a long-standing tradition with a profound foundation. Top masters have never been eliminated."

Zhang Ziyang sighed, "Murong Longcheng, since you've already become a monk, why are you stirring up trouble again? The change of dynasties is the inevitable trend. Haven't you seen through it after living for so long?"

"Alas, I had originally intended to spend my remaining years in peace in Shaolin, the obsession with restoring my country having long been buried deep within my heart. Unfortunately, a single careless move shattered the state of mind I had cultivated for so many years, and my obsession resurfaced.

Since I haven't been able to completely get rid of the obsession in my heart after more than 30 years of self-cultivation, and it has become even stronger after relapse, why don't I go crazy?

If we succeed, we will have completely fulfilled the mission that has been passed down for hundreds of years in the Murong family. If we fail, it will be nothing more than a handful of yellow earth."

Murong Longcheng spoke in a calm tone. This obsession was instilled in him by his parents since he was a child, and even after practicing Buddhism for decades, it could not be eliminated.

Zhang Ziyang glanced at Qingyun. Jiang Weichen had provoked Murong Longcheng, but he didn't care about it and ran to the Western Regions. He asked them to clean up the mess.

Taoist Qingyun looked innocent. What does this have to do with me? It wasn't me who did it.

Retracting his gaze, Zhang Ziyang advised, "Since Buddhism can't remove your obsession, why don't you, Mr. Murong, and I go to Tiantai Mountain to practice Taoism? We can discuss martial arts together. What do you think?"

Murong Longcheng sneered and said, "The reason why I, Murong Longcheng, failed is because your Dao Sect repeatedly stopped me. Otherwise, I would still have a chance to compete with Zhao Kuangyin.

After Zhao Kuangyin's death, there was no grand master in the Song Dynasty court, and that was my best opportunity.

It's a pity that Xiaoyaozi, that bastard, injured me, and then his disciples came to stop me, and now you come to stop me again.

Your Daoist sect and I are irreconcilable, yet you actually invite me to practice Daoism with you. This is truly ridiculous."

When Qingyun heard the three words "Xiaoyaozi", he immediately thought of the Xiaoyao Sect that Jiang Weichen had mentioned.

Zhang Ziyang said helplessly: "Since you insist on doing this, then we have no choice but to take action."

As soon as Zhang Ziyang finished speaking, the five men immediately rushed forward, each occupying a position and surrounding Murong Longcheng in the middle.

Chu Tiange had wanted to take action for a long time. It would be better for a traitor like Murong Longcheng to die, but it would be difficult to offend Zhang Ziyang.

Seeing that they had failed to reach an agreement, he instantly threw a punch, and a huge fist mark whizzed straight towards Murong Longcheng.

Murong Longcheng was not afraid of Chu Tiange, but he didn't know the methods of the other three opponents, so he didn't dare to be careless.

The Dou Zhuan Xing Yi technique was performed, and at the same time, a golden bell cover was erected underneath, fully activating the defense.

Xiang Kui shook his hand, and three thin needles flew out from his palm at a very fast speed. The needles were as thin as cow hairs and broke through the air at a speed that was difficult to see with the naked eye.

Before Chu Tiange's punch arrived, three fine needles arrived first.

Zhang Ziyang suddenly slapped out from another direction, which was the Ziyang Burning Heaven Palm that he created in his spare time.

A three-foot-long purple palm print whizzed past, and wherever it passed, it was extremely hot, and the air seemed to be evaporated.

Taoist Qingyun launched a [Qingfeng Fuyun Palm] from another direction.

The high priest threw a symbolic punch, and his true energy actually formed a blood wolf with bared fangs and claws, rushing towards Murong Longcheng.

Although the five people attacked in sequence, the interval between them was very short.

Murong Longcheng released his spiritual sense, and all the movements around him were in his mind. He made a judgment in an instant. Zhang Ziyang's [Purple Yang Burning Heaven Palm] was the most powerful, but it could not break his double defense.

Although the Blood Wolf Fist of the Liao Dynasty's high priest looks scary, its actual power is similar to that of Qingyun Niu Bizi's [Qingfeng Fuyun Palm], or even slightly inferior, and is just for show.

What made him feel most threatened were the three fine ox-hair needles held by the eunuch.

Chapter 330 Chaos

Murong Longcheng instantly released three sword energies from his fingers, and then used all his strength to launch a [Vajra Palm] to meet Zhang Ziyang's [Purple Sun Burning Heaven Palm].

The three finger-force sword energies instantly collided with the three ox-hair needles, but were directly dissolved by them. The ox-hair needles continued to come at a high speed.

boom! !

At the same time, the golden palm print of [Vajra Palm] collided with [Purple Sun Burning Heaven Palm] in an instant, and for a moment, the wind and clouds surged, and strong winds spread in all directions.

After the [Purple Sun Burning Heaven Palm] dissipated Murong Longcheng's hastily responded [Vajra Palm], its power declined and it dissipated after moving forward about ten feet.

Murong Longcheng was about to use Dou Zhuan Xing Yi to rebound the attacks of the other three people, but three fine needles penetrated him in an instant and broke his Dou Zhuan Xing Yi on the spot.

Ding ding ding! ! !

Three sounds were heard, and three fine ox-hair needles were finally repelled by the golden bell.

boom! !

boom! !

Ouch! !

Fist prints, palm prints, and Blood Wolf's three moves hit his golden bell cover from three directions.

The golden bell cover did not break, but his whole body was shaken so much that his blood and energy were churning, and his body directly fell off the platform.

Since he was standing on the stage, the five people attacked upwards from below, and Murong Longcheng was directly blown high into the sky by the huge thrust.

boom! !

The high platform was directly collapsed by the dissipated force, and was even smashed into pieces, with wood chips flying everywhere for a while.

Below, near the platform, many of the martial artists who were hit by the sad and refreshing wind were directly hit by the flying debris. Some received lunch boxes on the spot, while others desperately climbed out step by step, trying to get away from the scene.

Murong Longcheng looked solemn. The eunuch's method was somewhat similar to Jiang Weichen's blood flame, but also different.

It is not as powerful as the blood flame, but it can also dissolve the defense built by true qi, and with its penetrating power, it can directly break his finger strength and Dou Zhuan Xing Yi.

If it weren't for the finger force and the shifting of the stars to weaken its power, it could have broken the Golden Bell Cover of the eleventh level.

There is also Zhang Ziyang's [Purple Yang Burning Heaven Palm] which also has the effect of dissolving true qi, but fortunately it is not as strong as the penetration of a fine needle.

Xiang Kui's face became slightly grim when he saw that his methods failed to break Murong Longcheng's golden bell.

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A fight broke out here, and on the other side, Xiao Yuanshan was hit by the sad breeze, but his powerful skills enabled him to withstand it.

Xiao Feng has been practicing the [Immeasurable Heart Sutra] for over a year and has not been poisoned.

Looking at Murong Bo who was constantly grabbing warriors in the distance, Xiao Yuanshan turned around and shouted, "Feng'er, Murong Bo is over there. Let's team up and kill him first."

Xiao Feng nodded. They had come here to kill Murong Bo, but Xiao Feng was a little worried about his father. He said, "Father, you've been poisoned and can't do strenuous exercise. Sit down and exercise to resist. I can go alone."

"No, Murong Bo's martial arts skills are almost the same as mine. You can't defeat him in a short time. Besides, he has helpers around him. We must fight quickly."

The father and son talked as they walked, and soon they were close to Murong Bo.