Selling jars in Xueyue City, Li Hanyi comes to visit

"Puff~"

Murong Fu was knocked back several feet, a large mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and he fell to the ground with a plop.

The crowd watching was stunned.

"Young Master!"

Bao Bu Tong and Feng Bo'e hurried to Murong Fu to check his injuries.

"Don't hurt my young master!"

Deng Baichuan and Gong Yeqian stood in front of Murong Fu and said to Xiao Yuanshan.

Murong Bo, who was hiding in the dark, saw that Xiao Yuanshan was really going to kill him, and he couldn't bear it anymore.

If he didn't show up again, his Murong family would be extinct.

"Stop!"

Just when Xiao Yuanshan was about to blast out another palm, a loud shout came from behind.

Then a masked man in gray appeared next to Murong Fu.

"Father-father?"

Murong Fu shouted when he saw the masked man in gray.

Murong Bo knew that he could no longer hide the truth today, so he took off his mask and revealed his true face.

"Father, it's really you!"

"You're still alive!"

Murong Fu was so excited that he even forgot the pain in his body.

The four great ministers of the Murong family were ecstatic when they saw that the person in front of them was indeed their master.

"Oh my god, it's Murong Bo, Murong Bo is not dead!"

"Fuck, they are all old bastards! They hide so well!"

"Fake death, it's fake!"

"Hmph, he must have done something wrong in the past and dared not live in the world, so he faked his death to get away."

"Fuck, old beggar, it seems that we really came to the right place this time, Murong Bo is not dead! It's really a shocking secret."

Seeing that Murong Bo was not dead, the naughty boy also widened his eyes in disbelief.

"Oh! I didn't expect it, I never expected it!"

Hong Qigong shook his head repeatedly, and there were also a thousand big fucks in his heart. This feeling is like a person who has been dead for more than ten years suddenly resurrected.

How can this not be surprising.

Several great monks such as Shaolin Xuanci, Xuanbei, and Xuantong were also confused.

Especially Xuanci.

He looked at Murong Fu with an incredible expression, thinking a lot.

If all this was just a dream, it would be great!

Xuan Ci sighed inwardly.

"Murong Bo, you finally came out..."

"You, the real murderer behind the scenes, destroyed my family!"

"Today, let's settle the old and new grudges together!"

Xiao Yuanshan stared at Murong Bo with hatred and said in a cold tone.

Before he finished speaking, he slammed a palm towards Murong Bo.

Both of them were one of the four Tianlong masters. When they started fighting, they were evenly matched. It was impossible to determine the winner in a short time.

After a short recovery, Murong Fu didn't waste any words. He drew his sword out of its sheath, shook a few sword flowers, and attacked Xiao Feng.

Although he was knocked down by Murong Bo just now, Murong Bo was stillTen years ago, he was a martial arts master, so it was normal that I couldn't beat him.

But the result of fighting with his son Xiao Feng might be different.

At this moment, Murong Fu also thought that if he could defeat Xiao Feng, it would be enough to clear his name.

The words that Jiumozhi said before would also be self-defeating.

In this way, he could regain his face that was trampled on the ground.

"Here it comes, here it comes, they really fight!"

"Oh my god, father and son two against two! I don't think the Murong family has any chance of winning!"

"It's hard to say until the last moment. I think Murong Bo is not weaker than Xiao Yuanshan."

"North Qiao Feng, South Murong, today we finally have the opportunity to compete with each other. It is an honor to witness this battle with our own eyes."

Seeing that Murong Fu and Xiao Feng really fought, everyone present was curious about whether North Qiao Feng was stronger or South Murong was slightly better?

On the field, at the beginning of the battle between the two, Murong Fu did use his own Dou Zhuan Xing Yi to return the enemy's body with his own method, and bounced back all the power of Xiao Feng's Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.

However, Xiao Feng, who was experienced in combat, soon realized this problem.

Then he adjusted his tactics and strategy to close combat skills.

In this way, Murong Fu was quickly suppressed.

After just over twenty moves, Murong Fu was defeated.

All the people in the martial arts world who supported Xiao Feng applauded.

And the people in the martial arts world who turned to Murong Fu's faction had already secretly planned in their hearts how to deal with Xiao Feng and his son in a while.

No matter what the truth of Yanmen Pass was, it still could not change the fact that they were Khitans of the Liao Dynasty.

As long as they were Khitans, they were enemies of the Song Dynasty.

They were enemies of the Song Dynasty martial arts world.

Such a strong man must not be let go. (To read the exciting novels, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

So even if they, father and son, defeated the Murong family today, they couldn't get away unscathed.

On the other side!

Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo were still fighting hard.

The hearts of all the people present were also pulled left and right with the rhythm of the two people's fight.

Sometimes they thought Xiao Yuanshan would win, and sometimes they thought Murong Bo was stronger, and everyone was watching intently.

Suddenly, a figure jumped between Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo, and his left and right hands hit the two of them.

This is a peerless master of the Song Dynasty martial arts.

Unexpectedly, this figure easily pushed the two people who were fighting back.

This sudden scene shocked everyone.

Xiao Feng and Murong Fu stared at the mysterious figure in front of them, and their pupils shrank sharply.

Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo were easily controlled by this person, and they were even more confused.

Who is this person who suddenly jumped out?

The Shaolin monks were also confused.

“.Amitabha, donors, Buddhism is a pure place.=|

The figure in front of me turned out to be a monk.

He was wearing a gray monk's robe, with white hair and beard, and a hunched body, just like an ordinary old monk.

If I hadn't seen him just now, easily separating Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo, everyone would think he was just an ordinary old monk.

But at this moment, no one dared to think so.

"Hiss, who is this old monk? He has such skills,"

"Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo are the most powerful beings in the Song and Liao dynasties today, and this old monk actually suppressed them easily!"

"Hiss~ Unbelievable!"

"So, is this the heritage of the thousand-year-old temple? ”

“I came at the right time today. I didn’t expect that a martial arts expert whose name is unknown would show up halfway. The waters of the Song Dynasty are really deep!”

“Old beggar, do you know this old monk?”

Zhou Botong scratched his head and looked at Hong Qigong and asked.

Hong Qigong shook his head: “Never heard of him!”

“Even the two of us old men don’t know him. This old monk (Qian Zhao) is really hiding deep!”

The old naughty boy shook his head.

“Dad, Dad, our Dali has always been on good terms with Shaolin. Dad should know this monk, right?”

Duan Yu asked Duan Zhengchun.

Duan Zhengchun shook his head: “This monk, Dad has never heard of or seen him.”

“Ah——”

“Who is this monk?” "

Duan Yu muttered to himself.

……

As the Sweeping Monk made his move, all the surrounding Jianghu people were shocked and began to discuss in a low voice.

"Amitabha~"

Let alone these Jianghu people.

Even Shaolin Abbot Xuanci and the other monks were bewildered and looked at each other!

Shaolin Temple hides such a big Buddha, and none of them knew about it?

However, after a brief moment of doubt and confusion, the Shaolin people were immediately overjoyed.

Today, the heroes of the Jianghu and martial arts world gathered together. Shaolin jumped out of such a high monk, and it must be spread throughout the Jianghu of the Song Dynasty soon.

By then, who dares to underestimate Shaolin?

…….