Chapter 149 Murong Bo

"Murong Bo, you old dog, you dare to enter our Ming Dynasty instead of lying low?"

"Do you really think there is no one in my Ming Dynasty?"

Cao Feng looked at Murong Bo and spoke calmly.

Although this energy was powerful, it was obtained at the cost of Murong Bo's life. Its power had been greatly reduced and it could not withstand all of his attacks.

He just raised his right hand, suddenly thrust forward, and pointed his finger at the protective qi.

"Pfft!"

The protective energy that was originally shining brightly with golden light and as strong as a solid wall was directly pierced through by his poke, and then fell heavily back to the ground, turning into ruins again.

Murong Bo's face was terribly gloomy.

"Damn it, Cao Feng, you are just the nephew of the eunuch Cao Zhengchun, and you dare to be so presumptuous in front of me?!"

Murong Bo roared angrily, with a cold look in his eyes.

Cao Zhengchun was the chief eunuch of the Ming Dynasty and had great power over the whole world.

As the nephew of Cao Zhengchun, Cao Feng learned martial arts from Cao Zhengchun since he was a child and was highly valued by Cao Zhengchun.

That is why Cao Feng was able to break through to the Grandmaster level at such a young age and become a great master.

But Murong Bo did not take Cao Feng seriously.

He is just the nephew of a eunuch. How much trouble can he cause?
Cao Feng's mouth curled up slightly, revealing a sarcastic smile: "Murong Bo, don't think you are a good person, you are just a conspirator and hypocrite!"

"As for my identity, it is not your turn to question. Today, I will kill you!"

After saying this, Cao Feng's eyes flashed with coldness.

"Humph, you are just a pseudo-grandmaster who relies on the pills your uncle Cao Zhengchun gave you. You still want to defeat me? It's just wishful thinking!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Murong Bo pushed out with both palms.

A streak of white light emerged from his arm and whistled towards Cao Feng.

This is an extremely vicious palm technique—the White Python Whip Technique!
Every thrust would generate tremendous pulling and tearing force, making it difficult for the opponent to move.

Although Murong Bo is nearly seventy years old, he has maintained himself very well due to long-term martial arts training. He now looks like he is in his forties or fifties and is in good spirits.

"It's just a trifle. How can you show off your skills?"

"Crush it for me!"

Cao Feng narrowed his eyes slightly, his gaze as sharp as a knife.

“Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh~~~”

He clenched his left fist and stepped into the Bagua steps. In an instant, several afterimages appeared and walked around Murong Bo.

Every time he moved, he threw a punch.

These fists fell like raindrops, bringing with them sharp winds, hitting the white silk.

"Bang bang bang bang~~~"

The fist collided with the white silk, making a series of muffled sounds that shook the entire air and caused the surrounding trees and stones to fly.

"hiss!"

Murong Bo took a breath of cold air.

Cao Feng's fist actually fought against the White Python Whip and was not at a disadvantage at all.

You know, the White Python Whip Technique is mysterious, tricky and ruthless, and is most suitable for group battles and sneak attacks. But now, he is suppressed by Cao Feng. How can he not be shocked?

"Bang bang bang bang~~~"

Cao Feng kept punching, and his punches became more and more fierce.

At the same time, Cao Feng seemed to have transformed into dozens of phantoms, making him unpredictable.

Every punch he threw out carried with it a terrifying force as powerful as thunder.

"Bang bang bang!"

In an instant, the two men exchanged hundreds of moves.

In the end, Murong Bo was slightly better.

His whip technique was strange and unpredictable, almost entangled Cao Feng in it. Every move and every style made Cao Feng exhausted to deal with.

Cao Feng was also getting more and more frightened as the battle went on. He couldn't help but sigh inwardly, "Murong Bo is indeed a great hero of his generation. Just relying on this set of White Python Whip Technique, he is enough to make all the heroes in the martial arts world trail behind. No wonder he can dominate the world."

He had long seen through Murong Bo and knew that he was not at the Grandmaster level, but at most at the peak of the late Grandmaster stage. However, with his wonderful whip techniques and the Murong family's unique martial arts, his combat power was comparable to that of a Grandmaster.

"Clap clap clap!"

Cao Feng threw punches repeatedly, and each punch carried a terrifying force like a tidal wave, forcing Murong Bo to retreat.

"Young Master Cao Feng, I admit that I underestimated you. Your talent is truly amazing!" "But unfortunately, you met me!"

"If I don't kill you today, I will not be a human being!"

Murong Bo's face was extremely gloomy and he spoke with gritted teeth.

He has seen the situation clearly.

Cao Feng's strength was far beyond his imagination.

"Cao Feng, you must die today, no one can save you!"

Murong Bo shouted with gritted teeth.

Although Murong Bo's entry into the Ming Dynasty was related to the Yipintang of Western Xia, and his rescue of the four evil men was just a coincidence, but more importantly, it was for revenge on Cao Zhengchun!

Due to some reasons, Murong Bo was hunted down by the masters from the East and West Factories of the Ming Dynasty!

The leader was none other than the current Nine Thousand Year Old Cao Zhengchun.

He has been hiding from place to place, suffered a lot over the years, and was almost driven crazy by Cao Zhengchun.

Everything he had to endure was all thanks to Cao Zhengchun.

He hates Cao Zhengchun!
I wish I could drink his blood and eat his flesh to vent the hatred in my heart!

And now, he finally has the chance to take revenge, how could he miss this great opportunity?
Since Cao Feng is Cao Zhengchun’s only nephew!
Then he must die!
"Ah……"

Cao Feng sneered contemptuously:

"Do you think you are the only one who possesses magical powers?"

As Cao Feng spoke, he suddenly reached for his waist.

shuh~
Just listen to the sound of sword.

The sword hanging at his waist suddenly popped out and fell into his hand.

It was Cao Feng's sword.

"Qingyun Sword!"

When Murong Bo saw the sword in Cao Feng's hand, his pupils suddenly shrank.

He never expected that Cao Feng actually possessed a spiritual weapon called "Qingyun Sword".

Spiritual soldiers are divided into different levels, with ordinary spiritual soldiers being the most common.

And most of them are made of common materials, or ordinary iron castings.

What are truly precious are spiritual weapons that contain powerful energy of heaven and earth, such as jade swords and glass swords.

This kind of spiritual weapon can not only enhance the combat effectiveness of the user, but also has many wonderful uses.

Like a jade sword, it can attack and defend; like a glass sword, it can heal wounds and increase speed.

In addition to these spiritual soldiers, there are a few other spiritual soldiers with amazing power.

Just like the White Python Whip Technique that Murong Bo had used before, it was a spiritual weapon that contained the essence of heaven and earth!

However, this kind of spiritual weapon is extremely rare and cannot be bought on the market.

Even though Murong Bo lived for seventy or eighty years and had a wealthy fortune, he only got a few.

He had never seen a spiritual soldier like Cao Feng.

"I never thought that the eunuch Cao Zhengchun would give a young man like you such a magical weapon as the Qingyun Sword!"

"You are indeed a traitor! You enjoy endless wealth and glory, but you are willing to give it to your children and grandchildren. You really deserve to die!"

Murong Bo was furious and his eyes were cold.

"Humph, my uncle is not a traitor!"

Cao Feng spoke coldly.

"Hahaha, the facts are all there, and you still dare to quibble?" Murong Bo laughed wildly.

"Today, no matter whether it is your uncle or you, Cao Feng, you will never escape from my pursuit again."

"If you surrender obediently, I will leave your body intact. Otherwise, I will cripple your legs first and then take your life!"

Murong Bo shouted harshly, his voice was cold and harsh.

"You're going to cripple my legs and then take my life?"

"Then try it!"

Cao Feng sneered.

(End of this chapter)