Seeing Zhao Feng's appearance, even Murong Bo and Gu Mozhi were nervous.

This guy is not good!

Zhao Feng's strength is by no means comparable to that of ordinary martial arts masters.

However, as soon as Zhao Feng appeared, he said that he would not make a move, although he was skeptical about it, but the two fathers of the Murong family and Gu Mozhi did not dare to say more.

Of course, Zhao Feng was not in a hurry to make a move, in fact, what he was thinking in his heart was to see how the situation would go......

After all, the hidden combat power of this Shaolin Temple has not yet appeared!

This combat power is actually the highest combat power of Shaolin Temple, that is, the sweeping monk!

At this moment, Xiao Feng couldn't help but make another move.

He made a move of remorse, and slapped directly towards Murong Bo, and the strong internal force accompanied by the palm wind only scattered the scriptures in this scripture pavilion.

When Murong Fu saw Xiao Feng attacking his father, he naturally couldn't tolerate it, so he rushed over directly without thinking about it.

"Father!"

But where is he Xiao Feng's opponent, Xiao Feng is not only strong in internal strength, but this eighteen palms of dragon descending is also the best in the world.

As soon as Murong Fu rushed over, he felt a huge force attack and slammed it on his chest.

He hurriedly mobilized his internal force to resist, but he was still knocked away by the palm, smashed against the wall, and then fell to the ground.

Murong Bo also started immediately.

He rushed towards Xiao Feng, but before he could attack, Xiao Shan immediately jumped in.

"Father to father, son to son, let me compete with you!"

With it, Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo faced each other and went directly together.

The internal forces of the two of them stirred together, and they exploded suddenly, knocking all the surrounding bookshelves to the ground......

Soon the two quickly got together as well!

Murong Fu, who was on the other side, quickly stood up on the ground, although he was very embarrassed, he still pulled out his sword.

Seeing this, Xiao Feng waved it over again.

Murong Fu immediately used his sword to block it, but Xiao Feng's skill was so strong that he directly shattered Mu Fu's sword!

The shattered sword fell to the ground, making a clanging metal crashing sound, and Murong looked at everything that was happening in front of him in amazement, suddenly worried)

Xiao Feng is really powerful!

After all, he is the former leader of the beggar gang and one of the strongest in martial arts.

"Murong Gongzi, don't worry, this king is here to help you!"

Hatomo finally couldn't help it.

He was originally obsessed with martial arts and loved fighting.

Now fighting with Xiao Feng can not only satisfy his desire to fight, but also help Murong's father and son.

As soon as Kumachi made a move, he used Xiao Wuxianggong.

Although it is strong, it is never authentic, so Xiao Feng can easily resolve it!

It's just that this Gu Mozhi has studied a lot of martial arts techniques, and he is also diligent in practicing, and his strength is actually very expensive.

In addition, Murong Fu also made moves from time to time, although the strength of Murong Fu and Xiao Feng was too much worse, but he was also a master.

The combined attack of the two, Xiao Feng could only reluctantly respond, and easily defeated the two.

Soon, Xiao Feng was already feeling the pressure, and the pressure was getting bigger and bigger.

In the battle, people also found a tacit understanding of joint attack, and the attack on Xiao Feng became faster and faster, and more and more fierce......

Seeing Xiao Feng sweating profusely, Zhao Feng sighed.

He said silently: "Xiao Feng, it's not that my brother won't help you, it's just that it's still a critical juncture, I think with your strength, you should be able to handle it!" ”

Although Xiao Feng didn't hear Zhao Feng's words, he didn't dare to ask Zhao Feng to join the battle at this time, so as to help him deal with the two fathers and sons of the Murong family, as well as this nosy Gu Mozhi.

Just when the battle of several people entered the white heat, and the fight became more and more tense, suddenly a "Amitabha" came into everyone's ears.

The sound was very calm, and although it was not loud, it was very deafening!

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Chapter 137: The sweeping monk stops fighting

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Thunder sounded in the minds of several people, and everyone was very surprised.

Xiao Feng also realized that no matter who made this sound, his internal strength must not be deep.

Soon, an old monk with a broom and wearing a shabby monk's robe pushed the door and walked in.

"It's finally there!"

Zhao Feng smiled and looked at the door.

But I saw that the sweeping monk had a calm face, and walked into the scene as if he were nothing.

On the battlefield where his fists and feet were ruthless and his internal strength was overturned, he was not affected in any way.

"What are you doing here, a good scripture pavilion, you have made such a mess!"

"Stop fighting!"

When the sweeping monk spoke, it was very cold.

But the momentum revealed by him made people tremble.

I saw him turn around, walk between Xiao Yuan and Murong Bo, and forcibly separate the two of them.

Then with another palm, he crushed the attack of Gu Mozhi and Murong Fu, so that the battle between the two and Xiao Feng was also forced to stop.

"Who are you?"

Mo Zhi is not, the person in front of him seems to be high in Shaolin Temple.

"I'm the monk sweeping the floor of this scripture pavilion, and I'm in charge of cleaning this place!"

Hearing this, Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo were not surprised.

"Sweeper?"

"How have I never seen you!"

Xiao Yuanshan and Murong were equally suspicious.

But the sweeping monk still looked calm: "Xu is that every time you two come to the Scripture Pavilion to peek at the scriptures, you are too focused!" ”

"The two of you only have martial arts in their eyes, so naturally they won't notice my ......"

The sweeping monk was calm, speaking slowly and unhurriedly, and his face was expressionless.

But Xiao Yuan and Murong Bo were surprised, they knew that this sweeping monk was just talking nonsense.

If this monk can hide his whereabouts in front of them, it will prove that his strength is absolutely incomparably powerful!

"A few donors, this is the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion of Shaolin Temple, and there are many Buddhist classics, why not enlighten here, but you have to fight?"

As soon as the sweeping monk appeared, he had a unique momentum, which made several people stunned.

Only Zhao Feng looked at the sweeping monk in front of him, this guy wanted to make Mu Bo and Xiao Yuanshan let go of their hatred, and then convert to Buddhism.

However, he didn't intend to let the sweeper succeed)

At this time, the monks of Shaolin Temple who followed the traces left by the fight and tracked them all the way also poured into the Tibetan Pavilion.

When they saw the inside of the attic, everyone thought it was strange.

And the sweeping monk began to chant again, "What is the retribution for injustice, it is better for the two old masters to let go of their hatred and take a look at the Buddhist books outside of this martial arts classic!" ”

Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo glanced at each other......

Chapter 137: The sweeping monk stops fighting