Travel through the heavens

Zhou Tong's expression suddenly became extremely solemn, and he couldn't help but think to himself: "This matter is of great importance, and we must report it to the court and the government as soon as possible."

"Alas, now our Song Dynasty is really facing internal and external troubles. The Khitan, Tubo and Xixia countries are eyeing us covetously and are ready to attack at any time. The remnants of the Yan Kingdom have been dormant for generations and are trying to cause chaos. There are also people who are just sitting in their positions and fighting for power and profit. This is truly a critical moment for survival. How can we whitewash it and deceive ourselves and the world? Alas..."

Thinking of this, a hint of worry flashed in his eyes.

Although the crowd of onlookers did not know what the two objects were, they could see something from Zhou Tong's expression, and they immediately whispered to each other and made a lot of noise.

Fang Muye looked at the ugly middle-aged man who had spoken earlier among the Gusu Murong clan's subordinates, and said loudly: "Mr. Murong Bo, you have devoted your life to the revival of the Yan Kingdom, and you have used all means to scheme and plot. Now that your dream of becoming an emperor is clear to the world, the great things you have planned will ultimately be difficult to achieve. What else can you do?"

When everyone heard the three words "Murong Bo", they were immediately startled and looked in the direction Fang Muye was looking.

But the ugly middle-aged man let out an old sigh, walked forward, and then rubbed his face a few times. The muscles on his face suddenly fell off piece by piece strangely, and countless gray powder fell down.

The heroes were all stunned and amazed to see him suddenly transform from an ugly middle-aged man into an old man with clear eyes and long white eyebrows.

Murong Fu saw the old man's appearance clearly, and was immediately surprised and excited, and shouted, "Daddy!"

Murong Bo just looked at Murong Fu, nodded, then turned to Fang Muye, bowed, smiled sinisterly, and said: "Mr. Fang's name of 'Know-it-all' is indeed well-deserved, and I admire it very much! But Mr. Fang's last sentence is wrong. As the saying goes, 'Man proposes, God disposes'. Nothing can be determined until the last moment. It is too early to make assertions at this moment."

Fang Muye returned the greeting with a bow and said with a smile, "Then I will wait and see."

Murong Bo looked at Fang Muye with eyes that suddenly became extremely cold and stern, and then became quite indifferent. He slowly turned to Zhou Tong, clasped his fists and said with a smile: "Mr. Zhou is well-known in the capital, and I am very lucky to meet you today. What Mr. Zhou holds in his hand is a valuable heirloom of the Murong family. Please return it to me, Mr. Zhou."

Zhou Tong shook his head and said in a deep voice, "If it were something between you, the imperial court would not interfere. However, you, the Murong clan, are Xianbei barbarians. You are trying to disrupt China again and occupy the Central Plains. This is a violation of the prestige of the Song Dynasty. The imperial court cannot ignore it. These two items are evidence of your crime. They cannot be returned to you. Even you, your father and son, and all the accomplices must follow me to the Heavenly Prison."

As soon as these words were spoken, more than half of the Gusu Murong clan's subordinates and those from the martial arts sects who had surrendered suddenly showed expressions of fear.

Treason is a serious crime, and the family will be confiscated and the entire clan will be exterminated!

These people immediately rushed out in panic, came to Zhou Tong and bowed down, crying and shouting: "Master Zhou, we were all threatened and forced by the old villain Murong Bo. We had no choice but to submit to the Gusu Murong family. As for the Murong family's rebellion plan, we were also kept in the dark and knew nothing about it. We are all citizens of the Great Song Dynasty and are loyal to the Great Song Dynasty. Please understand, Master Zhou."

Murong Bo glanced at these people coldly, his eyes full of contempt.

Zhou Tong waved his hand and said calmly, "When this matter is over, you will follow me back to the capital. If you are innocent, the court will not blame you. Now please step aside."

These people immediately said "yes" and retreated to the side with gloomy faces. Everyone was breathing heavily and no one dared to say a word.

Xiao Feng clasped his fists towards Zhou Tong and said, "Senior Zhou, Murong Bo and his son are trying to cause chaos, so it is natural for the court to arrest them. However, the hatred between my father and I and Murong Bo must be avenged."

Zhou Tong smiled and said, "It is only natural for Old Xia Xiao to avenge his wife and for Great Xia Xiao to avenge his mother. The virtuous father and son can do it on their own initiative. I will never stop them."

Xiao Yuanshan and Xiao Feng bowed to Zhou Tong at the same time and said, "Thank you very much."

Xiao Yuanshan took two steps forward, pointed at Murong Bo and shouted, "Old thief Murong, you are the culprit. I fought you three times back then. I deeply regret not knowing your true face and not killing you with heavy hands. Come up and accept your death!"

Murong Bo laughed loudly, his voice like a huge bell, echoing far away, shaking the valley. Then he said coldly, "Do you really think I am a fish on a eucalyptus board to be slaughtered? Xiao Yuanshan, are you and your son going to fight together, or are we going to fight it out alone?"

Xiao Yuanshan said grimly, "The hatred between you and me is deep and will never be resolved until death. In the three duels we had, I stopped at the right time and showed mercy. But today I have seen through your true face and you have made great progress in martial arts, so naturally my father and I will join forces to take your life."

Murong Bo laughed and was about to answer when he heard a roar: "Murong Bo, did you kill my senior brother?"

Murong Bo looked at him coldly, then smiled contemptuously and said, "So it's you, the lost dog. How dare you show up in front of me now?"

Cui Baiquan showed a humiliated look on his face, but he still asked again and again in hatred: "Murong Bo, was it you who killed my senior brother?"

Murong Bo said: "Yes, I was the one who killed Ke Baisui. Do you want to seek revenge on me too?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Cui Baiquan and his nephew Guo Yanzhi roared in unison and rushed towards him. The other disciples of the Funiu Sect also reacted and rushed over right after him.

Murong Bo did not move, but Feng Bo'e shouted: "With your little martial arts skills, you are not worthy of fighting with my master. If you want to fight, you must defeat me, Jiangnan Yiqifeng Feng Bo'e first."

As he spoke, he leaped forward to meet the enemy, and immediately engaged in combat with the people of the Funiu Sect.

Murong Bo remained calm. He looked at the angry Sima Lin of Qingcheng Sect and Yao Bodang of Qinjiazhai with a calm gaze and said, "I know what you want to ask. Sima Wei and Qin Boqi were both killed by me. If you want revenge, come here together."

Upon hearing this, the people from Qingcheng Sect and Qinjiazhai were so angry that their chests felt like they were about to explode. In rage, they immediately drew their weapons and rushed towards Murong Bo.

Bao Bu Tong laughed and said, "The people of the Funiu Sect are not worthy of my master's personal attack. Are you worthy? No, no! Your opponent is me, Bao Bu Tong."

Before he had even finished speaking, he had already rushed into the crowd of people from Qingcheng Sect and Qinjiazhai and started fighting.