Chapter 57: Father and Son Meet

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Xiao Feng descended the dragon palm and attacked Murong Bo, vowing to kill the culprit who killed his parents on the spot.

"Xiao Feng, you dare!" Murong Fu shouted angrily, and his palms came out together, he originally wanted to use the kung fu of "fighting to turn the stars" to transfer Xiao Feng's palm power back to counterattack himself, but he didn't know that under the touch, he was surprised to find that Xiao Feng's palm power was incomparable, and it was both rigid and soft, and there was no gap. Although "Fighting and Turning the Stars" is subtle and subtle, it is based on the principle of "borrowing strength to fight force" after all, but Xiao Feng's palm power makes him powerless to borrow. When he realized that something was wrong, Murong Fu had no time to change his moves, so he had to fight with the other party with all his might.

In the loud bang, Murong Fu's body shook and took a few steps back, and it was only because Murong Bo behind him reached out and pressed his shoulder that he could stand firmly. Although he inherited Li Qiushui's internal strength, Xiao Feng has been diligent in cultivating the "Nine Yin Divine Skill" in the past two years, and he has also made great progress in martial arts. What's more, Murong Fu had already fought with Meng Xunzhen before, and his skills were greatly consumed, but Xiao Feng made a move with hatred and was unstoppable. Under the elimination of one and the other, Murong Fu naturally fell into the disadvantage.

"Murong Bo suffers death!" Xiao Feng shouted like a thunderbolt, and played "Flying Dragon in the Sky", his body jumped into the air, and his palms struck down in the air, and his palm force enveloped Murong Bo and Murong Fu's father and son.

Murong father and son each greeted each other with one palm, and the four palms intersected, but the feelings of the father and son were completely different. Murong Fu only felt that Xiao Feng's seemingly thunderous palm was actually a false appearance, and the palm he made with all his strength seemed to hit the air, this feeling of using the wrong force made his chest churn with qi and blood, and his body involuntarily fell forward. Murong Bo fought hard with Xiao Feng, and was shocked by Xiao Feng's powerful palm like a mountain torrent, and his arm bones were in severe pain, and he staggered back under his feet.

Xiao Feng turned around and let Murong Fu, who was rushing forward, make a move of "dense clouds and no rain", and Murong Bo, who retreated with both palms, shot out in a row, and his palms were like waves crashing on the shore.

Murong Bo waved his palms to greet him, but he used the Shaolin mastery "Pranya Palm", which is a very special kung fu among the seventy-two Shaolin stunts. Although it is not difficult to get started, in order to achieve something, you have to have great wisdom and perseverance to study hard, and the deeper you understand, the greater the power of the palm, and it will never end. Murong Bo has been hiding in Shaolin for many years, and he has already mastered the samadhi in this palm.

Murong Fu also turned around and attacked from behind Xiao Feng, he used the newly practiced family heirloom "Shenhe Finger", and the index finger of his right hand was continuously dotted, and there was immediately a sneering sound of breaking the wind. Seven or eight sharp fingers shot at several key points on Xiao Feng's back from a distance of two zhang away.

Although their father and son were caught off guard by Xiao Feng's strange moves, both of them were top masters, and in the blink of an eye, they stood firm and counterattacked strongly, attacking Xiao Feng from the front and back.

If it is purely about strength, Xiao Feng alone is naturally difficult to be the power of Murong father and son. But as soon as he came to practice the "Nine Yin Divine Skills", he gradually comprehended the martial arts of yin and yang transformation. Unpredictable; secondly, he was born with great courage and a natural keen intuition for combat; At the moment of the great hatred, the anger made the palm more powerful. Therefore, although it is one against two. After using the world-beating "Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Descending" in one style, within two hundred moves, Xiao Feng actually fought with Murong father and son on the same offensive and defensive lines, regardless of victory or defeat.

But as the saying goes: "One go." Then it declines, and then it is exhausted. "He plays like this, and the internal force is lost very quickly. When the sharpness is reduced and the skill is insufficient, it will inevitably be defeated after all.

At this time, Duan Yu's vision was already quite good, and he saw that Xiao Feng would be defeated if the battle continued, and although Meng Xunzhen was standing on the sidelines with his sword raised, he didn't seem to have the intention of helping the battle for some reason. He was afraid that Xiao Feng would lose, so he launched the "Ling Bo Micro Step", flashed into the field, and shouted: "What kind of hero is it to bully the little with more!" As soon as his five fingers were raised, the tips of his fingers revealed a trace of strength, and he wanted to help Xiao Feng.

A palm suddenly stretched out from the side and pressed Duan Yu's arm to stop him from making a move.

"Second brother, why are you stopping the younger brother?" Duan Yu couldn't help but be shocked when he saw that it was Meng Xunzhen who was stopping him.

Meng Xunzhen said calmly: "If the third brother ends up helping the eldest brother beat Murong and his son, he will definitely offend Miss Wang greatly, you have to think clearly." ”

Duan Yu turned his head to look at Wang Yuyan, who was engrossed in staring at Murong Fu with a concerned look on his face, and felt bitter in his heart, and then looked at Xiao Feng, who was gradually falling into the disadvantage under the joint efforts of Murong Fu and his son, and stomped his foot heavily and said, "I belong to a brother, how can I see that my eldest brother is in danger and stand by?" Even Miss Wang blames me for hating me, so I can't take care of it! Then he lifted his feet and rushed forward.

Meng Xunzhen grabbed him, laughed and said, "Good brother, it's not in vain for us to make a." Don't worry, the eldest brother is a natural person, and he has his own masters to help him when he is young! ”

Before he finished speaking, suddenly a black shadow flew over the heads of everyone watching the battle on one side like a goshawk, and went straight to the three people in the arena. Before the person arrived, his palms were separated from the air, and two fierce palms shot down towards the top of Murong Bo's head.

"Donkey Kong Divine Palm!" Many senior monks of the Shaolin sect exclaimed. When Murong Bo fought with Xiao Feng, he used more than a dozen of the seventy-two Shaolin stunts, which had already shocked the monks. At this moment, seeing that a person flying in the sky actually used the "Donkey Kong Divine Palm" that only the abbot Xuan Ci had cultivated in Shaolin for more than a hundred years, the more unbelievable he felt.

When Murong Bo looked up and saw the person coming clearly, the expression on his face changed, and his palms slowly pushed upwards like a thousand weights, and two strong palms that seemed to be soft and rigid came out of his palms.

The palms of the two intersected, and their bodies shook at the same time. Murong Bo took a step back, and the man rolled back and landed lightly on the ground.

At this time, everyone saw clearly that it was a black-clothed monk with a black cloth mask, with a majestic and burly body, and when he landed, he took root under his feet and stood like a mountain.

Murong Bo looked at the black-clothed monk and said in a deep voice: "Good friend, you have been invisible in Shaolin for many years like me, and you have fought three times without a winner. Could it be that Your Excellency wants to compete in the fourth game at this moment? ”

"Phew! Old thief! The black-clothed monk suddenly scolded, "In the past, the old man didn't know your identity, and he still had a little pity for you, but now he just wants to break your body into ten thousand pieces!" Do you see who the old man is? As he spoke, he tore off the black cloth covering his face.

When everyone saw this person's appearance clearly, they all exclaimed in surprise, and Murong Bo had a ghostly expression.

Xiao Feng was surprised, and rushed forward to look at this face, except for the older ones, the contours of his eyebrows and eyes were exactly the same as his own, and asked in a trembling voice: "You...... Are you my daddy? ”

The man laughed, stretched out his hand and slapped Xiao Feng on the shoulder, and said, "Good boy, I am your father, Xiao Yuanshan, who was lucky enough not to die more than thirty years ago!" As he spoke, he reached out and tore open the placket of his shirt, revealing a lifelike wolf's head tattoo on his chest, which was about to leap out of his mouth.

Xiao Feng also tore off his clothes, revealing the identical green and gloomy wolf head on his chest.

The father and son looked at each other for a while, and suddenly they looked up to the sky and roared at the same time. The internal strength of the two of them is extremely deep, this howl is like an angry tide, like thunder, which directly shocked the ears of everyone present, and the hearts were shaking, and those with a little shallow skill were even more vain and crumbling.

The whistling sound stopped for a long time. Xiao Yuanshan's eyes full of murderous intent fell on Murong and his son, and he shouted coldly: "Feng'er, when I jumped off the cliff for my father, I was caught by a big tree, and I was lucky not to die. This desire for death suddenly disappeared, and the thought of revenge was born. Now that the truth is out, the culprit of your mother's death is in sight. They are father and son, and we are also father and son, so we will have a happy fight today. Our Xiao family and his Murong family will never die! (To be continued!)