Ding Chunqiu naturally couldn't escape.

Just as he jumped into the air, he felt a terrifying attraction coming from behind him. Although he resisted with all his might, his body still flew backwards involuntarily.

This time, Ding Chunqiu was really panicked.

"Master, spare your life, master. It's not my attention, it was all Uncle Shi's meaning back then, I really am."

However, before he could finish his words, Wu Yazi's palm pressed against his back.

In an instant, Ding Chunqiu's screams spread throughout the entire Drum Mountain. Wu Yazi did not use the Northern Spiritual Skill to absorb his internal strength. This kung fu is actually not suitable for appearing in front of too many people.

After all, absorbing other people's internal strength and turning it into one's own martial arts is really a bit shocking. If Wu Yazi absorbed Ding Chunqiu's internal strength in full view, it might cause panic in the entire Central Plains martial arts.

No one wants to see this kind of martial arts exist in this world, because that means that the internal strength that they have worked so hard to cultivate does not completely belong to them.

Even the vast majority of people in the rivers and lakes cannot threaten the Loose faction. But being hostile to the world's martial arts is definitely not a good thing.

Although Wu Yazi didn't care much about this kind of thing, he still gave this apprentice who had cured himself a face.

Ding Chunqiu only felt a domineering true qi pouring into his body. The internal strength of his own body that had been cultivated for many years was completely suppressed by this domineering true qi. True Qi was unscrupulous, and even tore the meridians along the way, completely cutting off the possibility of recovering his strength.

After just a few breaths, he could no longer condense the slightest internal force, and the whole person had become a waste.

"Criminal, wouldn't it be cheaper to kill you like this? Xinghe, take him down and keep him under strict supervision. When this side is settled, I'll settle the account with him."

Wuyazi is not the kind of good old man who repays grievances with virtue. For so many years, he had this hatred in his heart. Now that Ding Chunqiu has finally fallen into his hands, how can he not concoct the other party well.

The entire summit of Drum Mountain is now silent.

The main thing is the force shown by Wu Yazi, which is really amazing. This made everyone feel a little uneasy. After all, with such a powerful force, everyone present is afraid that no one can stop it. Didn't you see the Shaolin abbot, and Qiao Feng, the leader of the beggar gang, admitted that he was not an opponent?

At this time, Murong Fu suddenly walked out of the crowd.

Anyway, the martial arts of the Carefree Sect really shocked him. He felt that if he could win over the free faction, then his great cause of recovering the country would not be one step closer.

"Under Murong Fu, I've seen my predecessors."

With Lu Xiao here, Wu Yazi naturally knew who Murong Fu was. He glanced up at Murong Fu. There was a look of pity on his face.

Strictly speaking, Murong Furen is quite handsome, and his martial arts and talent are not weak. In fact, it is full of the standards for accepting apprentices of the free school. But what kind of vision Wu Yazi has, he can see at a glance that Murong Fu has practiced too many miscellaneous martial arts. leads to a body of kung fu, broad but not refined.

Actually, Bo is not a problem. If you have Lu Xiao's kind of life, a few lifetimes. Integrate all martial arts, and even bring forth new words. That's definitely the level of a generation of grandmasters.

I'm afraid of being like this in Murong Fu. Relying on his high talent, he practiced all the martial arts he saw. Each of them is sophisticated enough, but each one is not deep enough into the essence.

According to Murong Fu's talent, he is now going home to retreat for twenty years. Concentrate on integrating all the martial arts you have cultivated, and maybe you still have the opportunity to take that step. But obviously, Murong Fu would not do this.

"What?" Wu Yazi's tone was a little cold. But Murong Fu didn't care, this kind of senior master, if he didn't have a temper, it would be weird.

"The seniors are amazing, and the younger generations are very respectful. It's just that I don't know, is the previous Zhenlong chess game still counting?"

"Nature is a number. Whoever can crack this Zhenlong chess game can naturally worship under my free sect."

"Then can you let the juniors try it?"

"Nothing."

Murong Fu walked towards the Zhenlong chess game, but at this time, several retainers around him spoke out to persuade him.

"Young Master, don't forget that Miss Wang is still in the hands of the Loose Sect?"

However, Murong Fu didn't care at all. For him, if he can worship under the Xiaoyao Sect and learn that kind of shocking martial arts. What does a woman count. Even the entire Gusu Wang family is just a dispensable consumable in his eyes.

If it weren't for Li Qingluo and Wang Yuyan, they wouldn't pose any threat to themselves. He had long had the idea of completely occupying the Wang family. At the same time, Wang Yuyan can be called an encyclopedia of martial arts, which has helped her cultivation tremendously. That's why he didn't do it.

Now, seeing the martial arts displayed by Wu Yazi, Wang Yuyan is already dispensable.

"A mere woman, if the head of Lu sees it. I'll send you to be a calling maid."

Murong Fu's words were clearly heard by Li Qingluo and Wang Yuyan. The two of them originally had a little expectation in their hearts. I look forward to Murong Fu still having a little family affection in his heart. If nothing else, just to convince yourself that it has been good to him all these years, it is worth it.

But the other party sold himself without hesitation, and that kind of indifference and ruthlessness made Li Qingluo realize. I may have never really known this nephew. As for Wang Yuyan, a little girl. Hearing that the lover doesn't want to be himself, he can't do anything except cry and cry.

When Lu Xiao heard this, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly. Glanced sideways at Wuyazi. Sure enough, Wu Yazi was angry on the spot.

Who is Li Qingluo, that is his daughter. Wang Yuyan is his granddaughter. For Wu Yazi, these two people are his only blood relatives now. He had lived alone for many years and was finally reunited with his loved ones. Naturally, the two juniors are very treasured, and now their granddaughter is being sent back and forth by Murong Fu as a plaything. There is no precipice that this can be accepted.

"Hmph." He snorted coldly, and with a flick of his sleeve, he slapped directly on Murong Fu's face.

In the next second, Murong Fu flew directly upside down for more than ten meters. But in the next second, a masked man in the crowd suddenly jumped out and reached out to help Murong Fu. Then he didn't run out of the crowd without heading.

But as soon as he left, he heard a sound of Amitabha Buddha in his ear. Abbot Xuanci suddenly made a move and stopped the man in black.

The two palmed each other in the air, and Xuan Ci took five or six steps back before he could barely stabilize his body.

"Amitabha, the donor's powerful vajra palm is still above the old man, I don't know if I can show my face and explain."

The Man in Black clearly didn't anticipate this. He looked around and found that there were a large number of Shaolin Beggar Gang disciples around, surrounding him.

He suddenly realized in his heart that the other party had long known his existence, and he was waiting for himself to fall into the net.

Murong Fu was dazed by Wu Yazi's sleeve. But after all, he is young and his skills are profound. Soon came back to his senses, and then he found himself being carried by a man in black. And around are dozens of Shaolin and beggar gang disciples.

Murong Fu didn't know what was going on. As soon as I was about to speak, I heard a familiar voice.

"When will the Shaolin beggars also learn to bully more and less?"

This voice made Murong Fu stunned on the spot. Because he was so familiar that as soon as the other party opened his mouth, he subconsciously shouted.

"Daddy?"

Murong Bo was called by his son and broke his identity, and waited for him fiercely. Then he took off his mask with a little reluctance. He really didn't want to reveal his identity at such a time.

But this son of his choice is not angry. I don't understand at all, this carefree faction has long been plotting against him. The previous politeness was just a joke on him.

His martial arts are much higher than Murong Fu's, and he is secretly observing. I had long noticed that the head of Lu had malicious intentions towards Murong Fu. At the same time, Li Qingluo and Wang Yuyan were not taken away at all. They seem to have some kind of connection to the Loose Sect in the first place.

However, all of this, this foolish son of his own can't see it at all. even said a woman in front of countless people, you can send you this kind of thing if you like.

Maybe Murong Fu wants to show his heroic nature

Quality. Look, I don't care about my children's affection at all, I'm a person who does big things. Come to me, everybody.

However, Murong Bo was not very smart, though. But after all, it was the kind that ate a few more days of salt than Murong Fu.

He knew that Murong Fu's previous performance would not only not win people's hearts, but would make people think that he was unkind and not a person worth befriending.

Because of the so-called heroic nature, the so-called concept of not being bound by the love of children and daughters, is not at all what a person of his status should show.

To put it simply, you have to become a recognized hero, a recognized superior. Only then can the so-called heroic essence be revealed. It's because you become a hero that you can do these things, and you don't have to do these things to become a hero.

If this question is reversed in succession, it is not a hero, but a bear. A man can't even look down on his own woman. What is that not a bear?

Murong Fu couldn't stand his son's stupidity to such an extent, so he was ready to rescue him and train him personally. But what I never expected was that Xuan Ci had prepared it a long time ago.

It stands to reason that he didn't know when, but he had already been suspicious of himself. It was laid out here in advance.

"Amitabha. Lord Murong Bo, you are really still alive."

The surrounding melon-eating crowd is becoming more and more excited. They have long discovered that as long as there is Lu Xiao, there will definitely be earth-shattering melons to eat. Last time, it was a rebellion of the beggar gang, and Yipintang of Western Xia attacked the beggar gang. In the end, Qiao Gang proved his innocence, and at the same time, he also took the Xixia Yipintang.

It is said that many martial arts people who participated in that incident are still talking about it to this day. I regarded that experience as a major adventure in my martial arts career.

And this time, there was another shocking melon. According to legend, Murong Bo, who had long since died, actually reappeared. And look at this stance. Shaolin and the beggar gang had already prepared, and they were going to Murong Bo.

"Hmph, Xuan Ci, I haven't seen you for years. You've improved a lot by the time."

"Amitabha, since the benefactor has appeared today. Then some things should be stopped. Thirty years ago, you falsely told me information. Misleading us and other martial arts people in the Central Plains, and attacking a Khitan team that returned to the Great Song Province with Yanmen Pass. The intention is to provoke a war between the two countries and facilitate the restoration of your Great Yan Kingdom, but this is the case."

At this time, many details of the apricot grove incident had already spread on the rivers and lakes. Among them, the rebellion of the beggars was caused by the Yanmen Pass incident that year.

Now, listening to what Abbot Xuanci said, the beginning and end of the Yanmen Pass incident turned out to be Murong Bo.

Someone in the crowd suddenly realized.

"I see, the surname Murong was originally the royal family name of the Great Yan Kingdom back then. This person from the Murong family actually wants to restore the country?"

But as soon as these words came out, some people refuted them subsequently.

"Restore the country, restore what country? The Great Yan Kingdom has been dead for hundreds of years. Look at the few people who still remember the Great Yan Kingdom back then. How are they going to return to the country? Where are the soldiers, horses, food, and ordnance?"

The discussion in the crowd was so loud that everyone around it heard it. Lu Xiao almost burst out laughing. Do these martial arts people still know how to do it?

If you want to restore the country, it is natural to prepare money and food, recruit soldiers and horses, and slowly figure it out. What does it mean to be in the rivers and lakes all day long?

Murong Bo obviously heard these words as well, and his face was ugly for a while. It was only after these years that he figured out the truth of this. But there is some unwillingness in my heart. Because if you admit this statement, it proves that your decades of hard work have been in vain.

Although Lu Xiao didn't see where he had worked hard in the past few decades. Hiding in the Shaolin Temple to practice martial arts, the practice is good. However, in the matter of restoring the country, it cannot be said that it has been done well or not, it can only be said that there has been no progress.

"Hmph, I am the royal family of Dayan, and it is natural to revive the Kingdom of Dayan. You guys know what the world is going on. Xuan Ci, you are the abbot of Shaolin. Let me go today, and if you succeed in bringing me back to the country, you can be named a national teacher."

The corners of Xuan Ci's mouth twitched slightly. To tell the truth, Xuan Ci was not only a person who was put on the table by Murong Bo's fake news back then. The IQ of the whole person is absolutely online. Murong Bo solicited him like this, and came to him

Say, undoubtedly, is a humiliation.

"To this day, Lord Murong is still obsessed. In the past, you spread false news and caused countless killings, so I will repay it here today."

Xuan Ci's words were murderous and wanton. He didn't actually want to be so aggressive. But Lu Xiao was helpless by his side, and the instructions he gave were to understand this matter thoroughly.

Therefore, Xuan Ci could only come up with the style of the Buddha's angry eyes. The Shaolin Demon Suppression Array directly surrounded Murong Bo and Murong Fu in the middle.

At the same time, there are also beggar gang disciples, sweeping the formation on the side. Murong Bo knew that it would be difficult today.

"Fu'er, I'll do it later, and stop the beggar Qiao Feng. After taking care of Xuanci for the father, I will come to wish you again. After you and my father and son practice their hands to fight their way out of the siege today, I will naturally tell you everything."

Although Murong Fu had thousands of questions in his heart, he also knew that this was not the time to speak, so he held his breath and prepared to fight.

However, what Lu Xiao has always disliked the most is that he portrays the villain as flesh and blood, and even incites love, this kind of thing. It gives the impression that the bad things they do are forgivable.

"After that's all the nonsense, then you can die."