When Granny Ping's subordinates saw Granny Ping being tapped, they had no choice but to stand there and not dare to move.
"Yi Yang Finger? Hey, boy, your surname is not Murong, how can you still have the Dali Duan family's Yi Yang Finger!" Yue Laosan asked in surprise.
Murong Fu turned to look at him and said, "You have nothing to do with this. Since you haven't done anything, you can leave!"
Yue Laosan was furious and said with a grin on his face: "Let's go? I am the Crocodile God of the South China Sea. I am the world's best martial arts... and you want me to go? You must have heard my name and didn't recognize me, right?"
This Yue Laosan is actually very cute. Murong Fu actually liked Yue Laosan in the original work, so he didn’t want to embarrass him at this time.
"The third of the four evil men, nicknamed 'The Fierce God', and known as Yue Laosan. Speaking of Yue Laosan, I have always been curious, what is your real name?"
Yue Laosan's face froze, "My name is Yue...Yue...his grandmother. My name was given to me by my father. It's not a nice name. My father has never done a good thing. He is just a bullshit bastard."
"Pfft" Mu Wanqing heard it funny and said, "Did you call Yue Ta's grandma?"
Yue Laosan glared at Mu Wanqing and said, "I call his grandma Yue, bah, his grandma's name is Yue Laoer."
Suddenly, Yue Laosan's face darkened, his small eyes widened, he kept looking at Mu Wanqing, and asked: "Did you kill the 'Little Evil God' Sun Sanba?"
Mu Wanqing replied: "Not bad!"
Yue Laosan said: "He is my beloved disciple, do you know?"
Mu Wanqing was stunned for a moment, then said: "I didn't know before, but now I know."
"Then are you afraid of me?"
Mu Wanqing hugged Murong Fu's arm tightly and said, "Don't be afraid!"
Yue Laosan let out an angry roar that shook the forest and shouted: "You...you are so bold. Whose momentum did you rely on?"
Mu Wanqing shrank into Murong Fu's arms and said, "I relied on my husband's momentum!"
"Who is your husband?"
Mu Wanqing glanced at Murong Fu lovingly, "My husband is naturally Fu Lang."
Yue Laosan looked at Murong Fu and said, "Boy, are you her husband? She killed my beloved disciple. I want to break her neck to take revenge. Do you want to let me do it?"
Murong Fu let go of Mu Wanqing and said with a smile: "What a joke, do you think I will let it go? Come on, let me see the South China Sea Crocodile God!"
Yue Laosan raised his palm and struck Murong Fu. Murong Fu simply played with him and used his palm to fight with him at will.
"Bang, bang, bang", within a few breaths, the two of them had used ten or so moves. Yue Laosan was not very good at boxing and kicking, but his internal strength was quite deep. The wind, sand and rocks were scattered all around, and his strength was scattered, causing Mu Wanqing to fly.
I couldn't help but take a few steps back.
After twenty or so moves, Yue Laosan ejected and felt his hands were numb. Every time he palmed Murong Fu, it was like hitting a diamond, and some of his skills were shocked back. He immediately pulled out the crocodile-mouth scissors from behind,
Attack Murong Fu again.
Murong Fu patted the crocodile-mouth scissors with one hand, and the crocodile-mouth scissors seemed to be stuck to Murong Fu's hand, moving in the air with Murong Fu's hand.
Yue Laosan couldn't pull it back no matter what, so he simply gave up the crocodile-beak scissors, pulled out the crocodile-tail whip from behind, and threw it at Murong Fu.
Murong Fu also put aside the crocodile beak scissors, stretched out a pair of fingers like lightning, clamped the crocodile tail whip, and pulled hard, Yue Laosan couldn't help but pounce on Murong Fu.
Murong Fu loosened his hand and hit Yue Laosan on the chest. Yue Laosan flew backwards, but he was not seriously injured.
"Ahhh..." Yue Laosan was very aggrieved and grinned, but he also realized that this man's martial arts was not something he could match.
However, he was a single-line disciple of the Nanhai Sect, and when his disciple Sun Sanba died, more than ten years of hard work in teaching and supervising the practice were in vain.
The more Yue Laosan thought about it, the more annoyed he became. He yelled "fuck" angrily, picked up the crocodile-mouth scissors on the ground and cut at Murong Fu again. His moves became more domineering and powerful. He didn't care whether he would be injured, but he was already thinking of trying his best.
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Murong Fu also noticed this and got tired of being pestered by him. He took advantage of his open door and kicked Yue Laosan away, saying, "Yue Laosan, you are no match for me. Stop fighting."
Yue Laosan got up and said angrily: "I have been such a disciple for ten years, how can I not take revenge?"
Mu Wanqing stepped forward and said: "Your martial arts is so strong. Your apprentice has been practicing for ten years. If his martial arts were even 10% as good as yours, I wouldn't be able to kill him."
When Yue Laosan heard her praise his martial arts skills, his expression softened slightly, and he nodded and said, "That makes sense. You little girl has good eyesight, and you can see that I have strong martial arts skills."
Mu Wanqing continued: "Such a disciple with extremely poor qualifications is a great shame for you and the Nanhai Sect's reputation. Wouldn't it be better to die?"
"You are still so young, why not find a disciple with excellent qualifications to promote your Nanhai Sect."
Yue Laosan nodded and said: "This is reasonable. The reputation of Yue Laoer and the Nanhai Sect cannot be lost." Then he added: "Let me ask you, why did you kill my disciple Sun Sanba?
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Mu Wanqing snorted coldly and said, "You also know your disciple's temperament. He wants to see my face."
Yue Laosan said: "I heard that you wear a veil all the year round and don't allow others to see your face. If someone sees you, you will marry him if you don't kill him. Is this true?"
Mu Wanqing glanced at Murong Fu and said, "Not bad."
Yue Laosan asked: "Has my disciple seen your appearance?"
Mu Wanqing shook her head, "No."
"Hmph, the three tyrants are determined to die with their eyes open, so let me take a look at your appearance to see if you are an ugly monster or if you are as beautiful as a fairy. This can be regarded as revenge for the three tyrants."
Mu Wanqing said angrily: "If you want to see my appearance, you have to ask my husband first."
Yue Laosan glanced at Murong Fu and felt a little embarrassed for a moment. Now that he calmed down, he naturally did not dare to offend Murong Fu too much. He was not really stupid.
Murong Fu looked at Mu Wanqing and said, "Just let him take a look and settle this grudge." Murong Fu didn't think much about it, he just took a look at his face, it didn't mean anything at all.
Mu Wanqing nodded and gently took off her veil. Yue Laosan took a look and said, "Yes, he looks pretty good. That guy from the Third Ba didn't die in vain."
Although Yue Laosan thinks Mu Wanqing is good-looking, he is not good at women, and he can't beat her now, so just taking a look at her is just to fulfill his apprentice's long-cherished wish.
Mu Wanqing felt unhappy that she actually got a fair rating, but since Fu Lang wanted to resolve the matter peacefully, she endured it, put on her veil and said, "Then let's end this matter."
Yue Laosan felt a little uncomfortable and said impatiently: "It's over, it's over." After saying that, he turned around and left without even looking at Yun Zhonghe, who was shivering in the corner.
The two of them have never been on good terms, so Yue Laosan will naturally not care about him.