Listening to Murong Fu's words, Xiao Feng didn't explain anything, just looked at his father.

At this time, Xiao Yuanshan no longer had the previous anger, his hair was shaved, and although he had not yet quit scars, his whole person exuded a kind atmosphere.

"Amitabha, Murong Xiao Benefactor, name and identity are just a code name, I am standing on the stage because I am here, not because of my name and identity, do you understand?"

“…”

Murong Fu didn't understand, but at this moment, he couldn't show his timidity, and said calmly: "Come is coming!" Let's try Mr. Xiao's tricks next! ”

After saying that, he raised his sword and killed him.

Seeing this, the other people on the stage retreated to both sides one after another, not giving Murong Fu a chance to show his Dou Xingxing.

The two fought together, and the Murong family's swordsmanship was smooth, not only good looking but also powerful, but Xiao Yuanshan didn't fight back, and kept dodging with footwork, because his words were not finished yet.

"Taking advantage of the fact that all the heroes in the world are here, I want to talk to you about the grievances that have continued to this day thirty years ago."

Then, Xiao Yuanshan clasped his hands together, dodging Murong Fu's attack while telling him what was happening outside the Yanmen Gate.

There is also the fact that he killed the Qiao couple and killed Xuan Ku, and blamed Xiao Feng, wanting his children not to be tolerated by the Central Plains and achieving his goal of revenge.

The people in the audience were also stunned when they listened, they didn't expect there to be so many twists and turns.

"Feng'er is a good boy, even if he knew that all the bad things were done by me, he didn't debunk it, but suffered it silently."

"But as his father, I have been wrong for 30 years, and even if I regret it late, I have to tell the truth and return his innocence."

Everyone listened very seriously, and couldn't help but feel distressed for Xiao Feng, and a more emotional girl like Azhu cried.

Ruan Xingzhu beside him comforted softly: "Good boy, don't cry, Xiao Daxia has cleared his grievances, you should be happy." ”

Then he looked at Duan Zhengchun and said with a smile: "Duan Lang, you have a good son-in-law now." ”

The corners of Duan Zhengchun's mouth couldn't be suppressed, and he coughed lightly and said, "Daughter, don't worry, when this matter is over, my father will definitely prepare a grand wedding for you!" ”

"Thank you, father."

At this time, everyone was paying attention to the Xiao family's father and son, and as for Murong Fu, who had been working hard and wanted to kill Xiao Yuanshan, he was subconsciously ignored by everyone.

"Abominable, abominable, abominable! Why can't you hit! ”

Murong Fu's expression gradually became hideous, his bun had already been thrown off, and he did not have the demeanor of a humble gentleman at the beginning.

It was useless for Wang Yuyan and his retainers to remind him, Murong Fu was immersed in his own world and couldn't get out.

"Amitabha, Murong Xiao Donor, your heart is too mixed, and the same is true when you practice, every time you learn almost a different exercise, you think you have mastered the martial arts of the world, but when you face a real master, you will always ......"

Xiao Yuanshan's hands suddenly parted, his right index finger and middle finger clamped Murong Fu's sword blade, looked directly at him for the first time and said, "Like now, it's almost there!" ”

Qiang~

The sword body was broken into three sections, and Murong Fu's whole person was knocked out, and he was not caught by them.

Xiao Yuanshan's martial arts at this time are actually not as good as thirty years ago, he has been bent on revenge all these years, and his martial arts have actually been wasted a lot, coupled with stealing Shaolin stunts, resulting in a dark injury, and his combat effectiveness is not as good as before.

However, if you call Murong Fu, there is no problem at all.

The reason is very simple, Murong Fu's proud Dou Zhuan Xing Shift, can be effective in the face of Gu Mozhi's flame knife, but in the face of ordinary attacks, he can die on the spot to show you.

Dou Zhuan Xing Shift can transfer the power and direction of the internal force and moves of martial arts, but if the opponent does not have moves and the internal force is not released, he has no way.

Xiao Yuanshan is also good at hand-to-hand combat, thinking that among the twenty-one masters, many of them were torn apart by his hands.

After showing this hand, there were some people who came up to challenge Xiao Yuanshan, such as several elders of the beggar gang, Zhuo Bufan, the sword saint of the Yizi Hui Sword Gate, and the Fang clan of Datong Mansion in Shanxi.

But they were all defeated by Xiao Yuanshan one by one, and no one went up to challenge them for a long time.

The four wicked Yun Zhonghe asked in a low voice, "Boss, aren't you going?" ”

With Duan Yanqing's skills, taking advantage of the fact that Xiao Yuanshan has been consumed for so long, there is indeed a possibility of victory.

"There's no hurry."

Duan Yanqing smiled, he had already calculated the masters present, nine places, no matter what, there would be a place for him.

Unless, four or five more sweeping monk-like figures emerge, otherwise, the golden robe on top of his head, he will wear it!

The incense gradually burned out, and Xiao Yuanshan obtained a third uniform.

"Amitabha, may there be no more people like me in the world, all kinds of hatred in the world, and the dust will be gone!"

After saying that, he also jumped away and went back to continue reciting the scriptures.

"Next is the ......"

"Xiao Feng!" Murong Fu in the audience suddenly opened his mouth and scolded: "Do you have any other relatives to go with you, we are here to play with you from the province!" ”

"That's it!" Bao Different and Storm Evil also echoed loudly.

"The Fourth Champion!"

Xiao Feng glanced at him, as if he hadn't heard it, and continued to preside.

Murong Fu gritted his teeth fiercely, there was no sword in his hand, he took the weapon of the storm, jumped up again, and said loudly:

"I want to see how many high ...... your Xiao family has."

Before he could finish speaking, another monk appeared on the stage.

Everyone couldn't help but gasp, how many masters are hidden in this Shaolin Temple?

But before they could be surprised, they saw something even more surprising.

"Daddy! You're alive? ”

Murong Furen was stupid, looking at the familiar and unfamiliar face in front of him blankly, and the expression on his face was very complicated.

"Amitabha." Murong Bo sighed deeply.

If Xiao Yuanshan was wrong for thirty years, then he was wrong for nearly fifty years.

From the time Murong Fu was born, the responsibility of recovering Dayan was placed on him, and even the name "Fu" also meant this.

Now, Murong has been resurrected to his former appearance, but he has suddenly woken up, and when he looks at his former self, he feels so ridiculous.

"Kid, stop it, Dayan...... It's dead! ”

"What! Father! You... What did you say? ”

Murong Fu's pupils were shocked, and he couldn't believe that this sentence actually came from his father's mouth!

Growing up, since he could remember, he was instilled with a concept in his mind.

He is a descendant of the Dayan royal family, and everything he does must be aimed at recovering Dayan, and anything else can be abandoned.

Now, his father actually said such a rebellious thing, and Murong Fu couldn't slow down for a while.

"Alas~ You go down and think about it, and when it's over, our father and son will have a long talk."

"Well... Good. ”

Murong Fu jumped off the stage with a lonely expression, he knew that his martial arts would definitely not be able to defeat his father, and it was useless to stay on it.

(End of chapter)