After hesitating for a moment, Jiumozhi said: "Mr. Murong is a friend of the poor monk. What do you want to do with him?"
Although they were troublesome, these people seemed to be just a bunch of people from different religions. Compared to Murong Bo, he didn't take them seriously.
"It turns out he is an accomplice of old thief Murong. You just said that he is not in Qingyun Villa, so you must know where he is?"
The burly old man asked angrily.
"What if you know? So what if you don't know?"
When Jiumozhi heard his unkind tone, he immediately frowned and replied coldly.
Thinking that he is the protector of the Tufan Kingdom, how respected is his status?
Not to mention being honored by the king in Tufan, even in the courts of the Song Dynasty, Dali, and Xixia, the monarchs of various countries must be treated as distinguished guests. How can a few rivers and lakes rush around like this and boss them around?
"A mere monk from Fanbang, how dare you be so arrogant when you come to the Central Plains? You simply don't know how to live or die!"
The burly old man's eyes were filled with fierceness, and he stepped forward, slashing straight at Jiumozhi with the steel knife in his hand, and a strong wind roared towards him.
Jiumozhi glanced at the burly old man indifferently. While dodging sideways, he slapped his steel sword with the five fingers of his right hand. He only heard a muffled sound, and a dark force immediately spread from the blade to the old man's hand. The shock caused his right arm to feel sore and numb.
Just when Jiumozhi was sneering, he saw the old man suddenly let go of his right hand, quickly took the steel knife with his left hand, turned around sharply, and used the sharp blade to slash at his waist and abdomen, performing seven or eight moves. .
"Flowers and Willows? Is this the Five Tigers' Door-Breaking Knife from the Qin Family Village?"
Jiumozhi is quite familiar with the martial arts of the Central Plains, and he can see the origin of the opponent's sword skills at a glance.
Although this burly old man changed his moves very quickly, after all, his martial arts skills were far different from Jiumozhi. The latter easily dodged his sword skills in a flash, and even spotted one of his flaws. He raised his foot to turn the opponent's steel knife to attack the lower plate and stepped heavily on the ground, using the skill of Thousand Jin Drop.
The burly old man's expression changed. He struggled to draw the knife, but raised his right fist to hit Jiumozhi in the face.
How could Jiumozhi give him a chance? He pushed out his palm and hit his chest hard, causing him to fall down and spurt out a mouthful of blood.
"Master Yao! Master Yao!"
This person is Yao Bodang, the leader of Qinjiazhai in Yunzhou.
He came to Murong Bo to seek revenge because his junior brother Qin Boqi died at the hands of his famous martial arts master. Thinking of the rumors in the world about Murong's unique skill of "replying others with his own way", he guessed that it was Murong Bo. I'm here to find an explanation for what Bo did.
The other group is from the Qingcheng sect in western Sichuan. The leaders are Sima Lin, the son of the previous leader Sima Wei, and his disciple Zhu Baokun. After nine hits of "Moon-breaking Cone", he came to Murong Bo to settle the score.
Seeing that Yao Bodang was the first to take the lead and was seriously injured, people from Qinjiazhai and Qingcheng faction all attacked Jiumozhi.
"A bunch of rabble-rousers dare to fight against our own master?"
Jiumozhi glanced at everyone with disdain, and without even using the flame sword, he knocked several of them to the ground with only ordinary fist and kick skills, and the scene suddenly became very chaotic.
Azi and A'Zhu were hiding in the dark. One was excited and wished he could teach the other a lesson, while the other couldn't help but feel worried.
This Jiumozhi's martial arts is really powerful, and he deliberately hides his clumsiness, so he can't tell the truth at all.
AhZi couldn't wait any longer, so she put on a mask with a human face, put a coarse cloth coat on her body in a few moments, pretended to be from Qinjiazhai, shouted and went around from the side, and blended in with the crowd.
By the time A'Zhu reacted, A'Zi had already run away and couldn't even be caught.
"This damn girl!"
A'Zhu couldn't help but let out a low drink, and the worry in his eyes deepened.
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Just as the fight in the front yard was shaking, the door to Duan Yu's room was suddenly opened, and a beautiful figure walked in cautiously.
"Master Duan, I'm here to save you!"
"Sister Abi!"
When Duan Yu saw the person coming, his eyes lit up and he was extremely moved.
Abi was kind-hearted and couldn't bear the thought of Duan Yu being killed by Jiumozhi, so she secretly came to save Duan Yu and leave while Jiumozhi was dealing with the Qinjiazhai and Qingcheng faction.
Seeing that Duan Yu looked very poor at the moment, Abi quickly took the teapot on the table and put it to his mouth, feeding him a large sip of water.
Duan Yu looked at Abi infatuatedly, feeling that the other person's tenderness was truly unique in the world. While feeling grateful, a twinge of excitement flashed through his heart.
After feeding Duan Yu a bottle of water, Abi tried to relieve his acupuncture points.
Fortunately, although she was not good at learning martial arts moves, her internal strength was still quite strong, so after a few attempts, she was able to unlock the acupuncture points that Jiumozhi had tapped.
Duan Yu was both surprised and excited: "Sister Abi, I didn't expect your martial arts to be so good?"
Abi smiled shyly and said, "Young Master taught me this, and his martial arts are truly amazing!"
As if thinking of the scene when Murong Fu taught him the acupuncture skills, Abi's white jade-like cheeks couldn't help but blush, and Duan Yu was mesmerized by the sight.
However, he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart for no reason, knowing that Sister Abi was definitely not blushing because of herself, but because she was thinking of the young master she was talking about.
Thinking of this, he felt indescribable envy in his heart, even mixed with a hint of jealousy.
"Let's go quickly! Don't wait for that fan monk to find out!"
After Abi helped him up, he left quickly.
Duan Yu saw her jade-like wrist under her sleeves and slender fingers. He couldn't help but want to reach out to pull her arm, but Abi, who was aware of it, dodged it.
Seeing her eyebrows slightly frowning, Duan Yu's face turned red. He was about to explain, but was interrupted by Abi: "Master Duan, let's leave first!"
Hearing the slightly distant tone of the other party, Duan Yu felt deeply regretful.
After the two left Qingyun Village, they came to a small boat on the shore to wait.
The boat was twenty feet away from the shore, and I saw Abi looking forward to it, as if she was waiting for someone.
Duan Yu thought to himself, this ship is so far away from the shore, no matter how good a person is, he can't jump over it, so why not bring the ship closer?
But because he had offended the other party unintentionally just now, Duan Yu looked annoyed at the moment and did not dare to offend this beauty easily.
At this time, in Qingyun Village.
Jiumozhi easily beat the people from Qinjiazhai and Qingcheng faction to pieces, and fell to the ground wailing.
The only one who can still fight with him is a petite young man.
Yao Bodang, who was seriously injured and fell to the ground, Sima Lin and others looked at the young man in front of them in surprise. They all thought he was a member of the other party's force and couldn't help but look at each other.
Jiumozhi didn't pay much attention to it at first, but it wasn't until he was almost injured by the opponent's palm several times that he started to pay attention to this inconspicuous little person.
