“…… Sure enough, it's you, Mr. Murong. "I haven't seen him for decades, but Xuan Ku and others still recognize him at a glance.

The gray-robed man's shocked face became extremely ugly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Shaolin abbot Xuan Ci sighed: "Lao Wei originally thought that Mr. Murong didn't believe people's words back then, so he died young, but I didn't think that Mr. Murong was the mastermind behind all this. ”

None of the people present were stupid people, and when they saw the living Murong Bo, they figured everything out.

If it weren't for the mastermind behind the scenes, after the incident, why did Murong Bo cheat to death and get out?

In addition to the ulterior purpose, it must be to avoid the responsibility of the martial arts heroes who were deceived by him.

Xiao Yuanshan heard Hu Tu angrily and shouted, "What do you mean, Xuan Ci? What does this person have to do with the Yanmen Pass ambush back then? ”

He always thought that the black hand back then was Xuan Ci.

Xuan Ci showed a touch of guilt on his face, and said calmly: "Back then, it was Mr. Murong who sent a letter to Shaolin, saying that Da Liao sent Khitan warriors to infiltrate the Central Plains to steal Shaolin stunts. Don't believe people's words, you hurt Mr. Xiao's family, and his sin is unforgivable! ”

Xiao Feng said in a timely manner: "Dad, I also heard the master mention that everything that happened back then was caused by the Gusu Murong family. ”

"Okay...... It turned out to be you! You and I have known each other for decades since the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, and the old man doesn't know that he is facing the enemy every day. ”

Xiao Yuanshan's eyes fell on Murong Bo like a hungry wolf, and his anger was so strong that he instantly poured blood into Tong Ren.

"Feng'er...... What are you waiting for? Kill this old puppet and avenge your mother personally. ”

"Good!"

"Murong old thief, suffer death!"

Xiao Feng was furious, kicked his feet, and flew up. The violent energy leaking from his feet smashed the solid ground to the ground.

When a top master can't control his strength, in this case, he can only fall into a berserk situation.

Murong Bo saw his momentum and was about to speak, but he was greeted by two raging flames.

Kunlun Flame Palm!

The person who made the move was Xiao Yuanshan, who couldn't bear it anymore.

He has been planning for decades for revenge, and today he found out that there was still a mastermind behind the scenes, especially since he was still relative to him for decades.

This made him feel deeply fooled.

The hatred for Murong Bo even surpassed Xuan Ci in an instant.

Rumble!

Rumble!

The three of them quickly got together, their energy soaring, and the waves of qi were staggered. The ruthlessness of the shot made the onlookers feel terrified.

"Hey!" Xuan Ci sighed.

"Sin...... Sin! The old man's life has been ruined to the extreme, causing a lot of bad karma and sins, and even death is not enough to atone for his sins! ”

Xuan Ci took off his robe with a calm face, sat down cross-legged, and folded his hands.

"All sins are mine, brothers...... Shaolin will teach you! ”

The voice is intense and high.

As soon as he finished speaking, the breath on his body suddenly leaked, as if it had become a big funnel, and a trace of blood dripped down the corner of his mouth in an instant.

"Senior Brother......

"Abbot!"

“……”

Seeing this, the senior monks of the Xuanzi generation hurriedly gathered around him, who were also martial arts practitioners, and could not see that Xuanci had just broken his heart.

"Senior Brother Xuanci......"

"Senior Brother Xuanci."

The monks of the Xuanzi generation couldn't bear it, and there were a thousand words in their chests, but in the end, they only made this simple call.

They all know that this is the best option!

It is the best choice for Shaolin and Senior Brother Xuanci!

The first Xuan Xuan of the Hall of Discipline had tears glistening in his eyes.

For the sake of Shaolin's reputation, Senior Brother Xuanci had to die.

Someone must bear the matter of Yanmen Pass.

Ye Erniang's affairs also need to be borne by others.

The victim needs an explanation.

This truth is clear to both them and Xuan Ci.

But the brothers and sisters who have been in business for decades have already accumulated a deep friendship, and they are also sad in their hearts when they watch this scene.

They sat down cross-legged and accompanied him on his last journey.

There was no wave or joy in Xuan Ci's eyes, and when he was dying, the scenes of the past flashed in his mind like electricity, and in the end, only a smile like a flower rippled in his heart.

In Mohu's consciousness, a word emerged that could never be spoken.

"Erniang...... In this life, I hurt you. Fortunately...... Our son is safe, even though we don't know who he is, and he doesn't know that there are parents like us. …… It is better that we do not have to bear our sins.

As long as I live safely......"

Consciousness fell into darkness, Xuan Ci swallowed his last breath, and his head fell slightly.

The palms of the folded are not parted until death.

It seems that he is repenting of his sins in this life.

Xuan Nan silently closed his eyes and said loudly: "Abbot Xuan Ci faces up to his own mistakes and apologizes for his sins with death, all my Shaolin monks should take it as a warning!" ”

After speaking, he and a group of monks silently recited the scriptures for Xuanci.

When the Shaolin monks saw this scene, the resentment in their hearts gradually dissipated, and they sat silently on the ground and read the scriptures.

Dust returns to dust, soil returns to dust, and the karma of people's capital crimes is also dispersed with the wind.

At this time, except for the three people who were in a mess, only the old monk stood aside, watching this scene and sighing.

Murong Bo faced the siege of the two masters, and was defeated and retreated, only with the strength to defend it, and without the ability to attack the enemy, the defeat was instantaneous.

"Hey! Unjust! ”

The old monk sighed, and his figure shook across the distance. The speed of his body was extremely fast, and he stopped between the three of them when he shook his body.

The situation of two people besieging one person was instantly disrupted.

The moves of the three of them were all aimed at the old monk.

The old monk was not in a hurry, waved his hands and hit with a few moves. Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan had gone through a hard battle before, and their strength was greatly consumed, and they couldn't help but be a little slower when he intervened.

Seeing the situation, the old monk bent his fingers left and right, evolved a clever move, and buckled the two people's veins. The two of them only felt weak, and their strength was empty in an instant.

Xiao Feng's sense of battle was superb, and when he saw that his father was restrained, he hurriedly exerted his strength halfway, and he made a move to descend the dragon palm, and a golden dragon took off his hand and hit the old monk's empty chest and abdomen.

Unexpectedly, the old monk did not dodge, nor did he parry, but just pulled the two of them back quickly.

Rumble!

The surging palm power exploded in front of the old monk.

"What a powerful internal cultivation!"

Xiao Feng exclaimed.

Just now he could see clearly that the palm power he had made was blocked by a wall of qi that was three feet thick out of thin air.

Xiao Feng asked in a cold voice, "Master, what do you want to do?" ”

The old monk still clasped the two people's veins with his left and right hands and said: "Xiao Daxia, when is the time to avenge the wrongs, if you continue to fight, even if you can take revenge, Old Monk Xiao is afraid that his life will hang by a thread." ”

"Master, what do you mean by that?" Xiao Feng frowned.

Xiao Yuanshan shouted angrily when he heard this: "Feng'er, don't listen to his nonsense, hurry up and do it, you must not spare Murong Bo." ”

"These two laymen practiced Shaolin martial arts strongly, and if they didn't cultivate their state of mind, they had already entered the demon barrier. Once the power is consumed too much, the hidden dangers on the body cannot be suppressed, and they will immediately erupt. ”

Xiao Feng was about to speak, but Xiao Yuanshan preemptively said: "What's the matter, the old man should have died a long time ago." lived for a few more decades, just to avenge his deceased wife. Feng'er, leave me alone, quickly kill the old thief Murong, otherwise you won't be blind to your father's death. ”

"Daddy......"

Xiao Feng hesitated.

The old monk sighed: "That's it, since the two enemies are as deep as the sea, the old monk will fulfill you." ”

With that, he loosened his hands and spread the veins of the two. Mengti slapped his palms straight at the heads of the two people, looking at the posture, he was actually going to kill the two of them at the same time.

"Stop!"

Seeing that his father's life was hanging by a thread, Xiao Feng was furious, and he urged with all his strength.

Both palms slapped with a bang.

Suddenly, a blue, a red, and two lifelike dragons several feet long soared up.

The blue dragon is ice, and the red dragon is fire.

Where the two dragons passed, the cold air spread, and the flames soared into the sky.

These two spreading forces are even faster than the two dragon shadows.

The old monk's hand was about to touch the heads of the two people, when he found that the right hand that blasted towards Xiao Yuanshan was covered with a layer of ice from the palm to the arm.

The whole arm became extremely stiff, and the position that was about to be touched could not be beaten.

Xiao Yuanshan was loosened, his skills were exhausted, and he remembered that the old monk almost slapped himself to death, and urged his true qi towards the frozen arm of the old monk with hatred, and played a move that was extremely strong, which was the mastery of the True Martial Palace, and he was just running to thunder.

And the old monk hit Murong Bo's left hand, Xiao Feng naturally didn't focus on it. He directly focused his attention on Murong Bo, and as soon as the raging flames of the red dragon ignited from under Murong Bo's feet, he didn't have time to be frightened, and he had already slapped the old monk on his head.

However, he said that the old monk's right hand was frozen by ice, but his left hand was not affected, and he slapped a palm on Murong Bo's head.

He didn't even expect it.

I never thought that Xiao Feng actually had the ability to control ice and fire.

The flames had already spread on Murong Bo's body, and his right hand was hit by Xiao Yuanshan with hatred. In the hollow of the chest and abdomen, there are two flying dragon phantoms.

The old monk didn't have time to fight back, so he could only frantically urge his power in a hurry, trying to urge the talisman qi wall in front of him.

The air wall was only one foot cast.

Katsa!

Bang!

Bang!

Three voices rang out in almost no particular order.

At the same time, unparalleled power slammed down on him.

The talisman qi wall that was built in a hurry burst in response, and the old monk was hit three times in succession, and his entire body was thrown to the upper left by a huge force, and fell heavily more than ten meters away.

At this time, the old monk described it as extremely miserable, his body was shrouded in ice and fire, half green and half red, and his right hand shrouded in ice was already twisted terrifyingly.

A pair of old eyes were almost shocked out of their sockets, and the blood poured into Tong Ren, and the stabbing was red.

I haven't moved in a long time!

Until Murong Bo turned into a ball of fireball and let out a terrible scream, he didn't see him get up.