Listening to their words, Xiao Feng clenched his hands tightly, but he still held back his anger and said loudly: "You keep saying that the recent tragedy on the rivers and lakes is related to my master, you can see that my master committed murder? ”

When the words fell, someone immediately replied, "Who else would there be if it wasn't for the devil?" Who in the world would do such evil things except this cruel man? ”

"You defend the devil, I think you will help you in these murders."

Xiao Feng knew that he couldn't explain it to them, so he turned around and hugged his fists and said: "The Shaolin Conference is held by you, Abbot Xuanci has something to say, does Shaolin also think that the murderer is my master and son?" ”

Xuan Ci pondered for a moment and said, "Lao Qu is not sure, dare to ask Master Xiao if he has a certificate to prove that the donor is innocent?" ”

Xiao Feng shouted angrily: "My master has never done it, why do you have to come up with any certificates?" ”

"If he really hasn't done it, why can't he prove that he is innocent?"

As he spoke, a man slowly walked out of the ......

He walked gracefully, his posture was very dashing, and his appearance was also handsome!

Xiao Feng said: "Who is Your Excellency?" ”

The man ignored him, his expression was very arrogant, and he saluted directly to Xuan Ci and said, "Junior Murong Fu, I have seen Abbot Xuan Ci and several masters. ”

Xuan Ci's face suddenly showed a different color, and he also replied: "It turns out that Your Excellency is Murong Gongzi, and I have seen Murong Gongzi!" ”

"I've seen Murong Gongzi!"

The group of monks gave a salute, and when they heard Murong Fu's name, Xiao Feng's face changed slightly, and he asked, "Why does Murong Gongzi think that it was Ren Gongzi?" ”

Murong Fu sneered: "Who else could it be if he didn't do it?" ”

Xiao Feng shouted, "Why did my master do this? ”

Murong Fu said with a smile: "The demon is addicted to killing, he is an evil demon outsider, does he need a reason to kill people?" ”

In response, the heroes echoed one after another, and countless people in white mourning clothes cast resentful glances.

Duan Yu saw that there were more than a few thousand heroes from all walks of life, and at this time, the heroes were furious, and they all wanted to kill their righteous brothers, so they couldn't help but arouse their ambitions, and said loudly: "You keep saying that these murders are committed by Ren Gongzi, but there is no real evidence. And my brother-in-law has always been chivalrous, and he has never done anything to be sorry for his fellow people, are you going to trap my brother-in-law in injustice just by guessing? ”

Elder Wu of the beggar gang responded: "What Duan Gongzi said is not bad, what the truth is, it is all your guess. Even if everything is really the evil thing that was done arbitrarily, what does it have to do with Brother Xiao? ”

As soon as this remark came out, many people retreated from the discussion, as if they thought that the words were reasonable.

Murong Fu was 'to win people's hearts and think it was for his own use', and in order to get rid of arbitrary hatred, he immediately said loudly: "Even if there is no suspicion, the devil is the biggest suspect, not to mention that you Xiao Feng is a Khitan." If it is really your disciples and grandsons who conspired to cause trouble in the Central Plains martial arts, just to prepare for the invasion of the Song Dynasty by the Liao State, what should you do? The stakes are too high for my righteous people to hesitate! Gusu Murong Fu is going to learn your tricks today, and I am willing to do my best for the heroes of the Central Plains. ”

"Zheng!"

Xiao Feng glanced at it, and the sword light had swept in front of him.

He pushed Duan Yu away with one palm, and suddenly pointed out.

This sword came very quickly, very suddenly, but as soon as the blade stopped, it was shaken by a finger, and only a "ding" sound was heard...... The sword is not broken, the finger is not broken!

The crowd was amazed!

Murong Fu was also shocked, he rubbed his body again, and his swordsmanship changed again.

I saw that his green blade was slashed, like a wind sweeping leaves, and the tip of the sword stabbed straight into a piece of light and shadow in an instant, only to see the sky full of silver light flowing, Xiao Feng seemed to have fallen into the streamer, in fact, this sky full of flashing sword light could not attack at all.

The poem says: "The winding path leads to the secluded place, and the flowers and trees in the meditation room are deep." ”

Although the finger is slow, this finger is not slow, not hurried, not slow, and contains the Zen meaning of Buddhism.

The sword light flickered east and west, gathered and dispersed, but Xiao Feng pointed to it, like an ancient golden Buddha, the earth cannot be moved, and the sky cannot be moved.

The onlookers were dazzled, and Murong Fu was even more stunned.

Murong Fu's swordsmanship is amazing, the sword is like a seal, but it is like an attack, which is really elusive.

The sword light flickered, and Xiao Feng's fingers became slower and slower, and suddenly he attacked with his fingers, his index finger flew away, and the sharp qi rushed to his face!

Murong Fu was not afraid of this, but he didn't expect to be sharp, let out a long roar, and took a few steps back.

With a thought in his mind, he used all the defensive styles of the Murong family, this was the most exquisite trick of the Murong family, with the defense and attack, only to hear a golden sound and iron trembling, and the sparks splashed everywhere.

Xiao Feng's fingering changed again, his four fingers were bent, his middle finger was abrupt, and he shot out a finger and flicked it towards Murong Fu's eyebrows.

The thumb is extremely quiet, the index finger is extremely sharp, the middle finger is extremely rigid, the nameless is extremely treacherous, the tail finger is extremely soft, and Xiao Feng is secretly quiet, sharp, and rigid three extremes.

Although he is new to the three fingering techniques, he has only just learned the beginning, but it is not difficult to break the swordsmanship of the Murong family.

The middle finger is plain and solid, without any tricks, but the finger is extremely fast, and the finger power is very strong, and the long sword in Murong Fu's hand is galloping non-stop, and he can't avoid this plain and unpretentious move.

But when he heard the roar of his fingers, Murong Fu had to hold his sword to his chest.

There was a "ding" sound, and there was a crisp sound, the fingers were broken, the sword shattered and people flew!

The crowd dispersed, and he flew straight out of seven or eight zhang away, and as soon as his waist straightened, he wanted to stabilize his body, but Xiao Feng's finger was not only strong and abnormal, but also his residual strength was still slow.

The finger power penetrated all the meridians, and he couldn't shake the finger power at this moment, and with a bang, his back hit the ground, his limbs were facing the sky, and he fell in embarrassment.

The heroes were dazzled and stunned by Xiao Feng's fingering, but Xuan Ci couldn't help but tremble, this kind of fingering had been seen before.

Xiao Feng sneered: "Xiao is a good man, and he is as famous as people like you!" ”

In order to reinvigorate the name of Gusu Murong, Murong Fu must first defeat Xiao Feng and Yang Wei, and then order the heroes to punish the demons, but at the moment, he was defeated by Xiao Feng......

At this moment, he received the gaze of the heroes, he only felt that these eyes were particularly dazzling, and then he wanted to make the plan empty, humiliated himself, and knew that there was no possibility of revenge, so he suddenly waved his palm and hit his heavenly spirit.

Wang Yuyan and his party, who had just arrived, fell on horseback, happened to see this scene, and exclaimed: "Cousin, don't ......"

Suddenly, there was a loud sound of breaking the air, and a stone flew from more than ten zhang away, crossed the square, and hit Murong Fu's wrist, he immediately stopped his breath, and his palm was blocked.

Murong Fu was shocked inexplicably, only to see a gray-clothed monk sweeping into the middle and striding to his side.

"Do you have a son?"

Murong replied: "I haven't married yet, how can I have a child?" ”

The gray-clothed monk said, "Since you have no children under your knees, what face do you have to go to see your ancestors and ancestors?" ”

Murong Fu's pale face was suddenly startled, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, and he had no intention of committing suicide.

The gray-clothed monk said, "Get up! ”

Murong Fu looked at him, didn't ask more, and stood up.

The gray-clothed monk turned his gaze, looked at Xiao Feng and said, "Xiao Feng really lives up to his reputation, and the old man also wants to learn a few tricks!" ”

Xiao Feng was just about to answer, when he saw a black-clothed figure in mid-air, crossing the air in a volley, suddenly swept out, and landed right next to Xiao Feng.