There is always a tacit understanding between father and son, and Murong Fu's screams made Murong Bo uneasy. Then an elephant's thick thigh whipped him in the face.

"Murong Bo, do you still have the heart to care about others? It's been 30 years, and the old man has been waiting for this moment for 30 years. Suffer death" Xiao Yuanshan's attack was fast and fatal, and every blow was a human death, and every attack made Murong Bo have to defend, and he couldn't pull out his hand to help his son who was loading lobsters on the ground.

"Uncle Xiao, stop playing. The battlefield over there is too treacherous. Big brother may not be the old guy's opponent. Hehe, why do you have to fight so dangerously if you can use your IQ to kill? Li Xiu casually connected the dislocated right arm, and his movements were quite skillful. Of course, this is not skilled, and in the last 10 days of enduring the torment of life and death, there is no need to point points without cliffs. Directly let go and let Grandma Tong plant on Li Xiu's body, and then sit cross-legged to hone his will and spirit. At the beginning, there was always a time when the will was broken, and Wuyazi directly dislocated all the bones he could use. Practice makes perfect. By the last few days, Li Xiu's technique had finished out some orthopedic surgeons.

Obviously, Murong Fu's judgment still did not pass the review, and the heart-rending itch that almost tore the soul apart could be seen at a glance.

The Qinglong Sword was raised from the space and held it high, without saying a word, but he heard Murong Bo's hoarse voice with the word "no". Then a big head rolled twice on the ground. The martial arts plane is the martial arts plane after all, and there may be people who can live without a head, but it is definitely not him Murong Fu. killed his son in front of others, this kind of villain can only do Li Xiu did it with peace of mind. Murong Fu's godless eyes stared at the sky in a daze, but there was more relief in his eyes. Maybe he will no longer have to endure the torture of life and death charms, and maybe he will no longer have to carry the difficult burden of recovering the country.

Of course, Murong Fu's thoughts were impossible to explore, and that kind of thing didn't mean anything to Li Xiu. And what came was Murong Bo's explosive seed, this kind of rage when the boss was about to die in the Western Fantasy Plane was actually even more terrifying in the Eastern Fantasy Plane. Murong Bo's combat power instantly broke through the boundaries of the Great Grandmaster. Li Xiu had a gloomy face, but he was never worried. didn't even move, Murong Fu's death obviously caused huge psychological trauma to Murong Bo. In the martial arts, there are always one or two life-saving stunts. A veteran grandmaster like Murong Bo, who has lived for decades, is naturally no exception. Not to mention the fury of the true qi retrograde, just the left and right opening of the fingers of the unphased robbery finger and the fingering method of the combination of this best effort has to be admired. What's more, he also suffered Xiao Yuanshan's leg stubbornly, and his body soared, and instantly conjured up 3 afterimages and killed Li Xiu.

Hmph, that's my biggest advantage in the realm! Jin Sheng has given a clean account of your old bottom. Murong Bo's fingering is the supreme martial art of the Murong family, and he almost never makes a move. The fingering of the non-phase robbery is a fingering technique that is similar to the fingering of the conjunction. Murong Bo has the foundation of participating in the fingers, and he is naturally handy in learning. What's more, Jin Sheng also explained in the book through the mouth of Murong Longcheng that the first seventy-two stunt that Murong Bo learned when he entered the Shaolin Hidden Scripture Pavilion was the Finger of Matchlessness. The skyrocketing agility and body technique are the remnants of Ling Bo's microstep. When Duan Yu and Mu Wanqing were trapped, they also faintly revealed that Murong Bo had comprehended Ling Bo Weibu, but he didn't have a little bit of the secret book of the book.

This kind of golden finger is enough to make you doomed, and Murong Bo's two fingers were slapped by a bear paw before they could fly far. Waiting for the wind to hit is just a wisp of fresh wind.

"Old man, the pain of losing a child is as heart-rending as mine? The old man has no grievances with you, you hurt my beloved wife, and I have suffered the pain of losing my beloved son. It's all back today, and since you've broken through, there's no need for me to keep my hands. "The person who made the shot was naturally Xiao Yuanshan. Lao Dou, who can be the son of destiny in this direction, will not be a wasted name. In three months, the idea of shaving was added. Xiao Yuanshan's light work has undergone a qualitative change by leaps and bounds. Because I can't see the attributes of the old man, but I don't know the specific situation, I just know that he has a trick that is almost flashing. Although the CD time is very long, the speed of this moment alone is faster than the movement speed of Xiao Feng when he starts shaving steps.

A sad smell permeated, and countless martial arts people who fell to the ground suddenly thought of their parents, wives and children. Wondering if their loved ones are well-being? There are also people who unconsciously turn over the image of their brother being killed by the enemy from the depths of their hearts. The scene of thousands of people crying together is also rare, and Li Xiu not only looked around. Murong Bo was naturally also affected, because he was Xiao Yuanshan's target, and the martial arts will that overflowed around him was nothing more than afterglow.

The boy lost his father and depended on his mother for his life. Everyone in the martial arts respected and feared the Murong family, and they were forced to accept the great cause of recovering the country. The battle of Yanmen Pass was deliberate, but after all, nothing was achieved, but it provoked two enemies of life and death. In order to prevent the disgrace of the Murong family and being spurned by Wulin, they could only escape into Shaolin by faking their deaths. I thought that that magical young man could help him complete the great cause of recovering the country, and even expand the territory to dominate the world. Who knew that in the end, it was still the mirror and the only bloodline, and his Fu'er would lose his life like this. The great head flowed to the ground. Without blood, what is the use of recovering the country?

Xiao Feng has been unparalleled in his life, but he has never played so happily, and he has never fought so aggrieved. It is already 4,50 miles away from Mt. Shomuro. Xiao Feng has no scruples, and every palm of the dragon palm is performed with all his strength, without reservation. Every palm is shocking, and it can shatter mountains and rivers. Heroic men are no different. Unstoppable, the dragon descending palm is strong when it encounters strength, even if the man in front of him is a peerless master who has become famous hundreds of years ago. Xiao Feng never knew what to fear.

The palms intersected, and the old monk in front of him no longer used the terrifying golden bell to cover the qi wall. But......

rumble

The ground, which had been completely potred, dropped several meters, and the ground that had been dispersed by the vigorous preaching was once again brutally devastated. The strength of the extreme yang enlarged the giant pit by several feet. This is not a battle that should appear on the martial arts plane. However, the battle between the two strongest people in this direction has achieved a strength that surpasses martial arts. Although they don't have the slightest awareness of this at all.

Xiao Feng retreated, this was not the first time he retreated. Qi and blood surged, but Xiao Feng did not spit out the blood. Although there is no one in these four fields, although spitting out this mouthful of blood will make the injury a little better. But Xiao Feng still suppressed his qi and blood, and the earth-shattering battle intent soared into the sky, even ordinary people could see the clouds surging and rolling in the sky above this space, the sky and the earth were different colors, and the four directions of Weiya. Descending the dragon palm, moving forward, strong when it is strong, hitting is momentum, and hitting is this breath. As soon as the breath was discharged, the momentum was also down. subconsciously adjusted his muscles and internal breath, and rushed forward in an instant, and the charge was about to make the army easy, and there was no life or death. This is what I realized when I learned from the second master. With the phantom of the green dragon with the crazy chrysalis behind him, Xiao Feng turned into a dragon head and tore through the light and space, and a light and shadow slashed at Murong Longcheng's fleshy palm. The dragon fights in the wilderness, the blood is yellow, there is advance but no retreat, there is death but no life. The furious battle intent was condensed on the line, and the phantom of the green dragon was condensed a little more. Palms on palms, dragon chant crashed into the golden bell, and a huge sonic wave raged through the surrounding space, and the density of the land was completely unable to withstand this level of battle.

The huge roar resounded for hundreds of miles, and even the people on Shaomuro Mountain could feel the great battle in the distance.

Li Xiu and Xiao Yuanshan were a few days ago, and your footsteps couldn't help but be a little happier again. Xiang Shuai's light skills are still elegant, but the excessive speed has left phantoms in the same place, and the real body is already miles away.

This time, Murong Longcheng retreated and had to retreat. Ten thousand armies are easy, gods and ghosts are killed, this kind of momentum and such skills, and the will to martial arts contained in it. Conquering the world and looking down on all living beings, the strong are the existence of being beheaded as stepping stones. This time he had to retreat, although Xiao Feng's momentum would rise by another point, although his undefeated impression would be damaged by this retreat, but the power of Xiao Feng's palm was completely a suicidal attack. Even if it can withstand it, it will be a lose-lose situation, and the connection in the bloodline allows Murong Longcheng to know that his back, Murong Fu and Murong Bo, have died. Once the internal organs and bones are injured, even if they kill Xiao Feng, they will really be defeated.

Xiao Feng smiled, the bloodshot at the corner of his mouth could no longer be suppressed, and flowed down the tie of the cloak around his neck to his chest. He is still at a disadvantage in this palm, and even the fine iron has already been powdered by his palm. But the hardness of the old guy's body in front of him is completely better than that of the outer heavens, is this still a human being? Can the human body be trained to such a degree?

He still laughed because he retreated. There is a first time, and there is a second time. The Supreme Pure Yang Gong repairs the damaged meridians, but unfortunately the repair speed is sadly slow. Waved the cloak behind him, and three palms fell out between the backhand cohesion, and the three palms were the same, and the name Kanglong regretted. This is the first palm of the Dragon Descending Palm, and it is also the most powerful palm. With the palm technique that has been practiced countless times, he risked his life and his own essence! Gas! God!

With a terrifying roar of blood and heroic dry clouds, the right palm struck out wildly. There are regrets in the palm of the hand, but I have no regrets. The dragon roared with Xiao Feng's roar and rushed through the clouds in the sky, at this time, the green dragon was no longer a phantom, and under the infusion of Xiao Feng's qi and blood, battle spirit, internal force, and spirit, it became flesh and blood, bones and spirit.

At this time, Murong Longcheng had completely regarded Xiao Feng as an opponent of the same level, and the golden bell was manifested, and the power of the fighting stars was frantically injected into the golden bell. With the thunderous sound of cicadas, the Admiralty spun even more solidly and frantically. This blow is sure to be earth-shattering!

[I was just about to check the previous chapters, and suddenly found that there were indeed a lot of mistakes, and the soul value and spirit value were very confusing. I'll revise it when I have time, but now I'm going to bury it. I hope today's update will be satisfactory to everyone. The first time I wrote a book, I didn't post it or anything. I won't manage it, and everyone has a collection and a recommendation every day. Although the increase is very slow, it means that some people still read and agree with this book. I hope that book lovers who have ideas can express their opinions in the book review area. The world is not a world built by one person. I don't manage a book review section, but I take every comment very seriously. 】