"Hmph." Ling Feng snorted coldly, he wanted to let Murong Fu go, but he didn't expect his father to sneak attack him on the spot, he was really a villain in vain.

Having said that, in the face of Murong Bo's hateful blow, Lingfeng still didn't dare to slack off. So Lingfeng put away his palm power and stepped aside.

But unexpectedly, Murong Bo's move was like a maggot attached to the bone, and with the change of direction of the spiritual wind, it also followed like a shadow.

Obviously, Murong Bo's move was not made casually, and he vowed not to give up until he achieved his goal. Judging from the momentum of this move, if the spirit wind is hit by it, even if it does not die, it will inevitably end up seriously injured.

"Dragons have no leader!" In desperation, Lingfeng had no choice but to use the ultimate move of the "True Dragon Ten Styles", at present, this move is only in the theoretical stage, and Lingfeng has not really experimented.

Because Lingfeng deeply understands the principle that practice needs to be gradual, when cultivating the "True Dragon Ten Styles", he has always come step by step, so that he has not yet understood this ultimate move.

I saw Lingfeng's palms flying, dancing his hands like a seal, and small golden dragons flashed out, each golden dragon was only about a foot away, but the number was innumerable.

Without waiting for the golden dragon to take shape, Lingfeng stretched out his left hand and stepped forward, and his right hand retracted backwards, and suddenly the golden dragons converged on his right palm. Immediately after that, the spirit wind suddenly slapped out his right palm, and many small golden dragons swarmed out, facing Murong Bo's energy.

When the golden dragon was still in the air, it quickly fused together and began to converge into a huge golden dragon. It was only because of the lack of mastery of the spiritual wind that the golden dragon was only half fused and was hurriedly attacked.

After making contact with Murong Bo's attack, the golden dragon seemed to bite at it like a spirit, but in the face of Murong Bo's elaborate blow, the golden dragon still had a feeling that his strength was not caught.

In the end, under the control of the spiritual wind, the golden dragon exploded violently, and the aftermath shattered Murong Bo's attack, and swept towards him with spare strength.

It's a pity that Murong Bo waved his hand in the air and defused the aftermath of the explosion.

Lingfeng half-knelt on the ground, panting as he watched the encounter in front of him, his body was so empty that he almost fainted.

"Hahaha...... Stinky boy, today is your death. Hearing this voice, Lingfeng couldn't help but smile bitterly, he didn't expect that the first person to arrive was the other party's people, could it be that his journey was too smooth and even God couldn't see it?

"Shaoze Sword!" The little thumb of Gu Mozhi's left hand was a little far away, and suddenly a sword qi burst out, and then with a turn of his right hand, the flame knife came out in response, shooting towards the spiritual wind one after the other.

Seeing that the attack was coming, Lingfeng couldn't move, and could only watch......

"Brother Xian." At this moment, Xiao Feng finally arrived, but Yuanshui couldn't save the near fire, Lingfeng thought that he was really going to hang here this time, and he was ready to close his eyes and wait for death.

Unexpectedly, there was a sudden pulling force from the rear, pulling the spirit wind to the back, which also opened the distance between the spirit wind and Gu Mozhi, leaving a glimmer of life.

But after all, the situation is critical, although the "Shaoze Sword" that Gu Mozhi learned from Duan Yu was reversed by it, intending to make Gu Mozhi go mad, how can Gu Mozhi be worthy of being a martial arts wizard in the world, and he broke through the entrance when he was about to go mad in the end, and practiced the "Shaoze Sword".

And Dali Duan's six-vein divine sword has always been known for being "fast, accurate, and ruthless", and in an instant, the sword qi approached again.

"Dragon Catcher?!" Gu Mozhi was taken aback, but he reacted quickly, urged the move to speed up, and said fiercely: "I don't believe it, where can you hide." ”

"Brother, hurry up and run the 'Dou Zhuan Xing Shift'!" Lingfeng was about to fight hard, when Xiao Feng's voice suddenly came from his ears, and at the same time, a violent aura surged. Lingfeng looked back and was startled, only to see a golden dragon several feet long roaring towards him, and its momentum was by no means a little higher than Lingfeng.

"Damn." Rolling in place for a week, Lingfeng came out with both hands, steadily caught Xiao Feng's golden dragon, and then ran around in his body and pushed it out violently.

Where the golden dragon passed, there was a solemnity, and after smashing the attacks of Gu Mozhi one after another, the golden dragon was finally annihilated.

However, at this time, Murong Bo and Gu Mozhi arrived at the same time, and slapped a palm at Lingfeng, Lingfeng had no choice but to catch it, and suddenly felt that two huge forces invaded his body along his arm, and without waiting for Lingfeng's blood to spurt out, these two true qi had reached the dantian in an instant, and the situation was extremely dangerous.

"Fight the stars, turn for me!" Crazy urging power, Ling Feng wanted to withdraw his hands, but found that his palms had been firmly sucked by Murong Bo and the others, and he had no choice but to retreat, and his body continued to smooth backwards.

Just when the spirit wind was about to hold on, two palms suddenly appeared on his back to help him stabilize his body, and two huge internal forces entered his body.

There was no need to look back, Lingfeng also knew that it was Xiao Feng's father and son who had finally arrived, so he turned passive into active, first using his own two forces to eliminate the enemy's offensive, and then constantly absorbing these four internal forces for his own use.

In this way, the two sides began to fight with Lingfeng as the center, and for a while, the two sides fought for each other, completely treating Lingfeng's body as a battlefield.

In this situation, it was really like using Lingfeng's body as a pot, engaged in a hodgepodge.

After some dissolution and absorption, Lingfeng felt that his dantian was about to reach its limit, and it was inevitable that the dantian would be bursting, and Lingfeng had to continue to condense and condense the internal force, and then condense and condense it......

At the critical moment, Murong Fu stood up and saw that the five people in front of him couldn't get out for the time being, and couldn't help laughing a few times. Knowing that the opportunity could not be missed, Murong Fu endured his injury, smiled ruthlessly, and then flew towards Lingfeng, and slapped a palm with his right hand, directly covering Lingfeng's head.

"Despicable!" Seeing this, Xiao Feng roared angrily, although he still had a hand to use, but at this time, he was at an important juncture in the competition for internal strength, and he couldn't go wrong.

The "pop ......" sounded not only the sound of Murong Fu patting on Ling Feng's head, but also a more internal voice that only Ling Feng himself could hear.

Finally, Lingfeng only felt a roar in the dantian, and the whole person suddenly had a feeling like ascending to the immortal realm. Lingfeng understood that he had finally stepped into the advanced realm of the ground level.

The so-called iron should be struck while it is hot, and the spiritual wind condenses the residual internal force, gathers the strength of everyone to transport it in the palms of both palms, and then makes a move to "smash the Yellow Dragon" and strive to push it out to the opposite side.

The palm of the "Roaring ......" concentrated the power of the five masters, and then issued it with the strength of the new ground level of the spiritual wind, which was by no means comparable to the past. Only a loud bang was heard, and there was a "bang" between the palms of Lingfeng and Murong Bo, and the aftermath of the eruption swept both sides away.

"Poof." A mouthful of blood spurted out, and the spirit wind instead had a sense of relief, and after landing on the ground, he looked at the other side with a comfortable face.

Unexpectedly, he was a blessing in disguise this time, and he actually advanced to the advanced level. Lingfeng moved his hands and feet, thinking happily.

Looking at Murong Bo's side again, the two of them have already suffered a lot of injuries, especially Murong Fu, who was tragically injured and passed out directly. Happily, on Lingfeng's side, only Xiao Feng's father and son were slightly injured. On the other hand, the weakest Spirit Wind, not only did it not have any major damage, but its strength had increased a lot.

This can't help but make Lingfeng think proudly: It seems that God is still on my side.

"Haha......" Xiao Yuanshan slowly stood up and said with a heroic smile: "Murong Old Pifu, what else do you have to say?" ”

"Hmph, if you don't talk to me, you have nothing to say." Murong Bo snorted coldly, and then glanced at Ling Feng with a strange expression, "If you want to kill, you will kill, why do you need to say more." It's just that I didn't expect that the old man would be defeated at the hands of a hairy boy today. ”

Lingfeng touched his nose, didn't say anything about his "hairy boy", and his mind probed into his body and began to examine the harvest this time.

"Okay, the old man will let you die a happy death." After speaking, Xiao Yuanshan formed claws with both hands, stretched out his right hand, and ran forward.

"Amitabha." Just as Xiao Yuanshan's Dragon Claw Skill was about to hit Murong Bo, a Buddha horn came, and then a white shadow flashed and appeared between the two.

Lingfeng's eyes lit up, and he was really strong, worthy of being a sweeping monk!

Looking closely, I saw that Xiao Yuanshan, who was doing his best, was getting closer to the sweeping monk, the more difficult it became, and in the end, it was difficult to enter half a foot away from the sweeping monk, as if there was an invisible wall blocking it.

"Who are you?" Retracting his palm, Xiao Yuanshan asked the sweeping monk fearfully.

"Why do you make such a mess of the scriptures every time you come?" The sweeping monk shook his head and said helplessly.

"How long have you been hiding here, and you dare to spy on us." At this time, Gu Mozhi stepped forward and said, there is a big meaning that if you don't agree, you will shoot.

"How long? Hehe, the old monk doesn't remember, I'm afraid it's been seventy or eighty years. As soon as these words came out, everyone present was moved, except for the spirit wind that had already understood the plot, and even Murong Fu, who had just woken up, was almost shocked and fainted again.

"I still remember that when this Xiao monk first came to the Scripture Pavilion to peek at the scriptures, the old monk swept the floor here for forty years. Later, Murong Jushi also came, and it wasn't until ten years ago that the Great Wheel Ming King also came. Oh, you come and go, and make a mess of our scripture pavilion, alas......"

"This master, don't talk nonsense here, the little monk has never seen you, and he has never been to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion of your temple before." Gu Mozhi's face changed, and he forced himself to quibble.

"Eh......"

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The next dialogue, just like in the original book, the sweeping monk showed great power and convinced everyone one by one. Naturally, Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo, who have experienced from life to death and from death to life, will also be accepted as disciples, and will escape into the empty door from then on, and no longer provoke mundane things.

Then the sweeping monk opened an altar in a courtyard to teach the law, and taught martial arts to the people present and the Shaolin monks who rushed to hear the sound. Lingfeng listened here, and felt that the impetuousness he had just promoted had also dissipated, which was really beneficial.

However, Lingfeng still had an eye on it, because according to the plot, Duan Yu was going to come later, and Gu Mozhi injured him and fled. Then, I must seize this opportunity.

Sure enough, Duan Yu came, and Lingfeng was thinking about whether to stop Gu Mozhi from sneaking up on him, but after thinking about it, forget it, it's better not to destroy this kind of main plot casually.

Looking at Gu Mozhi again, I saw that he wanted to take Duan Yu hostage while people were not paying attention, but unexpectedly, the sweeping monk injured him with a wave of his hand, so Gu Mozhi took the opportunity to escape after injuring Duan Yu with one palm.

"Big brother, you go to take care of Duan Gongzi first, and the younger brother goes to arrest Gu Mozhi." Saying that, the spirit wind quickly chased towards Gu Mozhi, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

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