Chapter 45: Slaying the Young Master of the Murong Clan

  "Brother, don't pretend to toast but not drink or you'll be punished with a penalty shot! I'm giving you three seconds!"

  Murong Kang saw Leng Qing ignoring his angry words. Leng Qing seemed not to have heard, still with an unshakeable expression, unaware that Murong Kang was now in a state of fury? Unaware if the disciples of the Murong family would suspect Leng Qing of being deaf or mute.

  "Master, I'll take care of him!"

  A disciple of the Murong family stepped forward and said, "This is a rare opportunity that comes once in a thousand years. If we don't make an impression on our master now, then when this young master becomes the head of the household, at least we'll have some benefits to gain." Of course, people want to climb higher, but where can you find so many people like Du Fu and Li Bai from ancient times? Those are just myths that have become legendary.

  "Be careful, I think this person is a bit strange!"

  Murong Kang was indeed very furious, but his defensive awareness didn't relax in the slightest. This was exactly what his old man Murong Hai had always told him to remember, and today it came in handy.

  "Master, don't worry! With just a few minutes of effort from him, it'll be settled! Not to mention that Elder Jin is still holding back!"

  The disciples of the Murong family are extremely arrogant. Those who have some skills and rely on their own background as a shield are all flying high, and with today's society, it's basically the same. The rich are the masters, the poor are the peasants, this is an eternal truth that will never change.

  "Hiss"

  The disciples of the Murong family drew their swords and stepped out in rhythmic steps, swinging them at Leng Qing with a cold glint.

  "Go die!"

  The disciples of the Murong family saw Leng Qing still motionless and thought he was just a reckless young man looking for death. He let out an angry roar, quickened his pace, thinking that with one sword, he would chop this ignorant little brat to death right before his eyes.

  "Ah!"

  "Bang! Crash!"

  When the Murong family's disciples thought that their sword was a must-hit, they were all prepared to see Leng Qing as their own soul under the sword. Even Murong Kang and the Murong family's disciples on the side also thought so consistently. However, unexpectedly, Leng Qing suddenly made a move, catching his opponent off guard. Only then did the Murong family's disciple let out a miserable cry, and the sound of his sword falling to the ground was heard.

  "You! ... You! ..."

  That disciple of the Murong family fell to the ground and spat out a large amount of bright red blood. He pointed at Leng Qing, wanting to say something, but before he could finish speaking, he died! Even in death, he didn't know how he was killed, and could only take his questions with him to report to King Yan.

  "How dare you kill a disciple of the Murong family! You're going to be the death of me!"

  An old man saw his disciple of the Murong family being killed in front of him, and he was extremely angry. He couldn't vent his anger without tearing the person in front of him to pieces, so he suddenly let out a loud shout and jumped up from beside him, flying towards Leng Qing.

  "Be careful, Elder Jin! This person is not ordinary!"

  The more Mu Rong Kang looked at Leng Qing, the more he felt that he was not simple. He had a feeling in his heart that this person in front of him gave himself a sense of crisis. He immediately called out to Jin Changlao who flew over. This old man was the elder of the Mu Rong family, and Mu Rong Hai had called him up just in case, so that if there were any sudden accidents, at least he could protect Mu Rong Kang's safety.

  "You bandit, take an old man's slap!"

  Jin Zhanglao let out a loud shout in mid-air, and with both hands formed into fists, he charged towards Leng Qing.

  Bang!

  "Rustling sounds"

  Jin Zhanglao and Leng Qing simultaneously slapped each other, Leng Qing knew that this old man was not simple and also took out two-thirds of his strength to fight against him. After the slap, Jin Zhanglao did a backflip and fell to the ground, his body uncontrollably retreating several steps. And Leng Qing remained in place, without any expression on his face, just like when he killed that disciple of the Murong family.

  Jin Lao's face turned grave, he now knew that he couldn't underestimate the person in front of him anymore. If he hadn't used his full strength just now, he estimated that he would have been seriously injured.

  "Are you okay, Elder Jin?"

  Murong Kang saw Jin Lao's serious expression and hurriedly ran over to ask with concern.

  "Young master, this person is a superior being, possibly even above me! It's best if we don't go up one by one."

  The old man Jin said cautiously.

  "Alright, Elder Jin, let's go together! We must end this quickly."

  Murong Kang decided that he could no longer let the people of his family get hurt, nor did he want the civilians nearby to discover this. If they found out, it would be a bad thing for the Murong family. Because there were other families like theirs in existence, if the avenging family who had injured Murong Hai back then were to find out, the Murong family would be in danger.

  "Murong family disciples, listen up! Let's take down this little brat together!"

  Murong Kang gave orders to the Murong disciples around him. Upon hearing Murong Kang's words, the hearts of those disciples who were watching from the side had already begun to itch with impatience, but since their young master had not yet spoken up, they did not dare to make any rash moves.

  "Hiss"

  The disciples of the Murong family drew their swords and attacked Leng Qing one by one, while Murong Kang did not attack Leng Qing. A wicked smile appeared on his face as he jumped up and headed straight for Tang Qiu who was unconscious. He thought to himself that his purpose this time was to kill Tang Qiu, and as long as he killed him, his goal would be achieved. Then he could retreat with a whole body, what a precise plan.

  "Listen up, kid! You'd better not touch that woman! Otherwise, you'll die a terrible death!"

  Leng Qing saw Murong Hai rush towards Tang Qiu, and immediately said in a cold voice. Murong Kang saw Leng Qing speak up and also knew the importance of Tang Qiu, so he accelerated his speed to fly towards the unconscious Tang Qiu.

  "Hiss"

  "You're going down with one punch!"

  Jin Zhanglao let out a loud roar, and together with the disciples of the Murong family, they brandished their swords. In an instant, the sword shadows flashed four times, and Leng Qing was also forced to become somewhat urgent. Seeing that Murong Kang was about to approach Tang Qiu who had almost fainted on the ground, he could no longer care about so much.

  "It's you who forced me! Heartless kill!"

  Leng Qing let out a loud roar, he was also forced to have no way out. He could only use this strongest move, the density of this move was obtained by Jia Lei with great difficulty from his old man, and he also loved Leng Qing very much, giving him this manual to cultivate, unexpectedly Leng Qing was also a genius, he actually practiced the moves in the manual to perfection. It was also because of this that Jia Lei was overjoyed for several days.

  "Everyone scatter! Young master be careful!!!"

  Elder Jin saw that Leng Qing actually had such a killing move, which was a spell from the Xiu Zhen realm! His face turned pale with fright. Before he could even shout out a warning, the disciples of the Murong family charged at Leng Qing like arrows shot from a bow. Leng Qing's palm energy spread out in all directions like sharp blades. Elder Jin saw that Murong Kang was rushing towards Tang Qiu without noticing the danger behind him. Elder Jin quickly jumped to the side and flashed to the back of Murong Kang with his fastest speed.

  "Ah!"

  "Hmm"

  "Hmm"

  ......

  A string of miserable cries and vomiting sounds rang out in this quiet evening. The ten disciples brought by Murong Kang all died here at once, even Jin Lao was seriously injured. With his own footwork, he could have dodged Cold Qing's move, but if he had dodged, Murong Kang would have been a dead body.

  "No! Ah, Elder Jin, are you alright?"

  Jin Zhanglao blocked the knife-like air wave heading towards Murong Kang, directly pushing him to safety in mid-air. However, Jin Zhanglao himself was heavily struck and slammed to the ground, spitting out a large mouthful of blood. Murong Kang witnessed this sudden turn of events and saw Jin Zhanglao being hit, letting out a loud cry. The Murong family disciples who had launched an attack on Chen Pengpeng were all spitting out fresh blood, not one of them able to survive. Looking at Leng Qing, he was also in a sorry state, having almost exhausted his entire true energy to kill those people on the spot. He was currently recovering his strength while being vigilant of the enemy's every move before him.

  "You demon, I'll kill you with my own hands!"

  Murong Kang saw the dead Murong family disciples on the ground and shouted like a madman, originally wanting to fly over and fight Cold Qing to the death. However, Jin Changlao suddenly grabbed his hand from beside him.

  "Young master, we can't defeat him. He's not a mortal man, he's a cultivator from the realm of immortals!"

  Jin Zhanglao saw his own little master fighting desperately with the person in front of him, and quickly grabbed him, shouting loudly.

  "Immortal Realm?"

  Murong Kang muttered to himself.

  "Yes, the young master is a cultivator from the Orthodox Sect. We can't defeat him. Perhaps only our Master can stop him! Let's hurry back and report to Master while he's still recovering!"

  Jin Zhanglao cautiously said to Murong Kang. He was originally supposed to protect the young master's safety, if something happened to the young master here, his own crime would be serious, and when Murong Hai investigated, he would not be able to escape! Now all that can be done is to persuade the young master to leave safely.

  "Old Jin, can you walk? Come on, I'll support you and we'll go together!"

  Murong Kang finished speaking, and with the help of Jin Lao, both of them jumped up at the same time and quickly disappeared into this poor village. Leng Qing saw the direction they left in and also let out a sigh of relief. He clearly knew that if these two were to fight him to the death, then both sides would likely suffer heavy losses, but wanting to protect Tang Qiu again was absolutely impossible.

  Leng Qing turned around and looked at Tang Qiu, who was still unconscious, and shook his head helplessly. He walked over to lift her up and carried her back to her room in one swift motion. As he entered the room, he saw Wang Dama's lifeless body and let out a helpless sigh. He knew that when Tang Qiu woke up, she would definitely be heartbroken and cry bitterly.