The master comes down the mountain: I don’t want to be a son-in-law

Chapter 447 Step over me

Li Muchen supported Lang Yuwen and walked out of the cracked wall.

He stepped over Ni Huaiqi's body without even looking at it.

As he was walking out, he met Bai Fuming who was coming with his disciples.

Bai Fuming is the president of the Martial Arts Association and is not often at Hongwu Villa. The daily work of the association is handled by the secretary-general Yang Yuanjin.

This time I received a call from a disciple saying that Li Muchen broke into the villa with his sword and fought his way in, even killing Grandmaster Yang.

Bai Fuming was startled and rushed over immediately.

When I arrived at the villa, I saw that although it was not as exaggerated as the disciples said and only a few people died, Yang Yuanjin was indeed killed.

No one knew what was going on inside, because no one dared to go in and take a look. They only knew that the three masters Huang Fuxian, Ni Huaiqi and Hou Kuidong were inside.

When Bai Fuming entered, the three people were gone. There was only one broken table.

There were two pools of black blood on the ground.

Bai Fuming squatted down and touched it with his fingers, then put it to the tip of his nose and smelled it.

A strange and uncomfortable smell made him frown.

Bai Fuming couldn't tell exactly what it was, but he had a bad feeling.

Legend has it that after the Liu family in Yongcheng was destroyed, such corpse stains were left everywhere in the house.

Could it be that Li Muchen was really a demon as in the legend?

But when he thought of the Qiantang Martial Arts Conference, Bai Fuming felt that it was impossible. At that time, Li Muchen gave him the impression that he was powerful and had a bit of arrogance in him, but this arrogance was a transcendent arrogance, not the exaggerated arrogance of ordinary young people.

In addition, he can be regarded as humble and polite, and his words and deeds are quite noble.

What's more, Li Muchen saved his life and that of several masters. Bai Fuming couldn't believe that he was a murderous demon.

The only way is to find Li Muchen and ask him in person.

But no one knew where Li Muchen went.

At this time, someone said: "Master Huangfu imprisoned Lang Yuwen in Quanguan, could they have gone there?"

Quanguan are secret rooms built underground for high-level warriors to retreat into.

If a martial artist who has reached Huajin or above needs to make a breakthrough and does not have good conditions for retreat at home, he or she can apply for a secret room retreat at the Martial Arts Association.

Sometimes, the master would retreat here.

"Lang Yuwen?"

Of course Bai Fuming knew Lang Yuwen, he had met him once in Nanjiang last time.

"Isn't Lang Yuwen in Hecheng? Why did Grandmaster Huangfu bring him here?"

"We don't know either. It seems...it seems that he is standing up for the Pan family in Longcheng."

Bai Fuming vaguely guessed something and felt that the situation was a bit bad.

He immediately led people to Quanguan.

When they arrived underground, they met Li Muchen who had just come out.

"Master Li!"

Bai Fu screamed and didn't know what to say next.

He didn't expect to see Li Muchen here.

As the president of the Martial Arts Association, he had to deal with it, but he didn't know how to deal with it.

"Master Hundred!"

Li Muchen responded as if nothing had happened, just like a normal meeting and greeting.

Bai Fuming glanced at Ni Huaiqi's body on the ground, frowned, and said, "Master Li, what are you doing? Why did you go to Hongwu Villa to kill people?"

"Then we have to ask them why they brought my people here." Li Muchen said.

"There may be some misunderstanding." Bai Fuming said, "But no matter what, you shouldn't rush into the villa with your sword and kill...kill...several masters!"

When Bai Fuming said this, he didn't believe it.

Grandmaster of the West!

Among them are top-notch masters like Huang Fuxian!

If you say kill, you will kill.

I heard that killing Yang Yuanjin was a sword attack.

But no one heard anything about the killing of Huangfu Xian, which shows that there was no fierce battle.

"Misunderstanding?" Li Muchen sneered, "They took advantage of me to be in seclusion, killed my people, maimed my brother, and took Mr. Lang away. In order to save my brother, I had no choice but to risk my life and come out of seclusion, and I almost died because of the reverse flow of energy and blood!" Are you saying this is a misunderstanding?"

"This..." Bai Fuming didn't know the situation clearly and couldn't accept this easily.

Li Muchen pointed at the cracked wall behind him:

"Mr. Lang is a scholar who has no power to restrain a chicken. They imprison him here. Why do you think it is?"

"This..." Bai Fuming also thought of this, but he still couldn't accept the words.

"Ni Huaiqi led me here and locked the door. He said he wanted me to starve to death inside. He also said that while I was starving, he was going to torture all the relatives around me and not spare any of them. You know the structure of this house better than I do. If I were not me, would I really starve to death if I were someone else? Would everyone around me suffer from Ni Huaiqi's murderous hands?"

Bai Fuming believed that what Li Muchen said was true, and that Ni Huaiqi could really do this.

He could even imagine Ni Huaiqi standing outside the door with a proud look. Li Muchen had made it an understatement. In reality, Ni Huaiqi had said so many dirty and hateful things.

But Ni Huaiqi was dead. The dead man would not speak again and could not confirm what Li Muchen said.

This place is a secret room, and only high-level warriors enter and exit it. Very few people outside know about it, so there are no cameras installed.

"Master Li, no matter what, you should tell me first about the martial arts association. I still have a few words to say. But now..."

Bai Fuming sighed, "You killed someone in Hongwu Villa, and they were several masters. If you just leave like this, I can't explain it to the entire martial arts world!"

"Oh? So, you also want to stop me?" Li Muchen said coldly.

"I know I can't stop you."

Bai Fuming glanced at the cracked door to the secret room. Just that crack could make people tremble with fear.

He was very familiar with everything here.

When he originally designed it, he thought it was too much and there was no need to build such thick walls. This is a martial arts association, not a battlefield command post. No enemy troops will come to bomb this place.

But now, it was split open by a sword.

Is this still human power?

"But I am the president of the Martial Arts Association, and I can't let you go."

Li Muchen said angrily: "Aren't you afraid of death?"

Bai Fuming turned around and said to the disciples who were following him: "You go first."

"Master!" A disciple shouted loudly, "We must stay with Master!"

"Let's go!" Bai Fuming was furious, his voice trembling, "Let's go! The further away the better!"

Seeing that he was so angry, the disciples did not dare to disobey him. They glared at Li Muchen fiercely, slowly backed away, and finally left.

"Master Li!"

Bai Fuming made the final decision, with a solemn expression on his face, his head held high, and he stood in front of Li Muchen as if he was ready to die.

"If you want to leave here, then kill me and step over my body!"

Li Muchen suddenly felt a little irritable.

Something was stirring in his blood, and he couldn't control it.

The devil dances before his eyes, and the Seven Kills song echoes in his ears.

The world is filled with blood.

Seeing the bloody light, he felt a little inexplicable excitement.

Killing intent surged out of his body, and the Xuanming Sword released black light.

He slowly raised his sword and said to Bai Fuming:

"I'll count to three. If you don't get out of the way, don't blame me for being heartless."

"One...two..."

"three!"

When he counted to three, Li Muchen showed an evil smile on his face.