In front of the Shaolin Temple.

With a hissing sound, the Humvee stopped at the door, because someone had inadvertently blocked the door, and it was an acquaintance.

"The hosts. ”

Mei Zhu Erjian, who was catching the car, shouted softly.

Xiao Jun, who was sitting in the car and was laughing with Wang Yuyan, frowned when he heard the sound of Mei Zhu Erjian, pushed open the door of the carriage, and then saw a figure slipping out of the temple.

"Who did I think it was, but it turned out to be you, the turtle grandson?"

Xiao Jun looked at the person who ran out of the Shaolin Temple in a panic, pursed the corners of his lips and said, his eyes were full of disgust.

This person is none other than the culprit who is leading the battle of the century, Quan Guanqing.

"Master, please come in. ”

Quan Guanqing lowered his head, stepped aside directly, and said respectfully, as if he was pretending not to hear anything.

"I scolded you, why didn't you talk back?"

Xiao Jun looked at Quan Guanqing, couldn't help sneering, and asked lightly.

"The master is highly respected, how can he curse people? ”

Quan Guanqing said seriously, just like the real thing.

"Fuck, you're really going to give me a round? Why, aren't you very powerful? Don't you want to use You Tanzhi to challenge Shaolin to dominate the martial arts? Why are you a shrunken turtle now? This is going to run?"

Xiao Jun stood on the wheel, looked condescendingly at Quan Guanqing standing by the door, and said disdainfully.

The master said with a smile, and went down to find the disciples who were lost at the bottom of the mountain and took them up the mountain. ”

Quan Guanqing shook his head and said with a smile, but he never dared to look at Xiao Jun's eyes.

It seems that when Ding Chunqiu was killed at the foot of the mountain, Quan Guanqing had already seen Xiao Jun's skills, so he was so submissive.

", there's no one down the mountain for a long time, I've seen it for you, let's go, let's go in. ”

Xiao Jun looked at Quan Guanqing and said coldly.

He remembered that in the original plot, Quan Guanqing also saw that the general trend was gone, and then quietly slipped away.

It's really a dog that can't change eating.

Quan Guanqing hesitated, and reluctantly walked inside.

Xiao Jun stood on the wheel of the car and motioned for Mei Zhu Erjian to continue walking.

But as soon as the carriage moved, Quan Guanqing suddenly turned around and swept away outside the temple, like a mouse fleeing from the wilderness.

"Where are you going, Elder Quan?"

As he spoke, Xiao Jun had already jumped over, swept past the carriage, and appeared in front of Quan Guanqing like lightning, looked at Quan Guanqing with a sneer, and said lightly.

He already knew that this bastard would definitely not dare to go back, because if he went back, he would die, and the beggars would not let him go.

Quan Guanqing didn't talk this time, his speed did not decrease, and he wanted to bypass Xiao Jun and flee to the other side, but he seemed to be thinking a little too simple.

"I don't know if I'm alive or dead!"

Xiao Jun shouted loudly, flashed, and appeared in front of Quan Guanqing again, and with a palm of his hand, he directly slapped Quan Guanqing away, slammed it in front of the temple gate, and returned to the original position.

"Either I'll kill you, or you'll go back to the beggars and accept the beggars' disposal, the choice is yours. ”

Xiao Jun slowly walked up to Quan Guanqing, pouted disdainfully and said.

Quan Guanqing coughed violently a few times, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, obediently got up from the ground, and began to walk inside again, not daring to escape at all.

Xiao Jun didn't want to really kill him, otherwise the palm just now would have been enough to kill Quan Guanqing.

......

At this time, outside the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, there were already a sea of people, and all the sects and factions of the Central Plains Martial Arts followed Qiao Feng and Murong Fu's father and son here, wanting to have a glimpse of it, and the master duel, it seemed that wherever he went, it was a rare show.

A group of monks of Shaolin Temple surrounded the courtyard of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, guarded by three layers inside and three layers outside, and no one was allowed to trespass without permission.

With so many people going in, if someone steals the martial arts classics in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion and goes out, then the rivers and lakes will not be chaotic.

At the outskirts of the crowd, Xiao Jun stood on the top of the Humvee, looking at the crowd of onlookers, and couldn't help but shake his head.

Why is it that people like to watch the excitement so much, whether it is ancient or modern? It seems that watching other people's good shows is always fun.

Quan Guanqing has already handed over to the people of the beggar gang, and he didn't pay attention to that kind of little shrimp, if he wasn't too disgusted, he didn't want the eight bastards to slip away like that, he didn't bother to care at all.

Xiao Jun's real goal is the big BOOS of the sweeping monk, as long as he wins the sweeping monk, he will be the real number one in the world, and it will not be in vain to come to the Tianlong world.

On the roof of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, Qiao Feng's father and son and Murong Fu's father and son were fighting together, among the four, Qiao Feng's strength was still the strongest, Murong Fu was not an opponent at all, only Murong Bo could barely fight a draw with Qiao Feng, so it seemed that father and son were father and son, but Murong Fu's father and son were obviously at a disadvantage.

Dozens of rounds later, the four of them separated again, Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo were obviously a little overwhelmed, and they seemed to be a little unwell, only Qiao Feng was still the same as at the beginning, glaring at Murong Bo with a murderous face, if it weren't for Xiao Yuanshan's strange appearance, it is estimated that he would have rushed forward again.

"Brother Xiao, why do you and I have to make trouble to the point of your life? The person who killed your whole family is not an old man, you shouldn't seek revenge on me. ”

Murong Bo looked at Xiao Yuanshan and said seriously while calming his breath.

"If it weren't for you to spread the news, how could the Central Plains Martial Arts send more than a dozen masters to ambush me!

Xiao Yuanshan gasped and said, his eyes full of resentment.

"Others don't know my intentions, but you shouldn't know! The reason why I did this is for the eternal foundation of the Liao Kingdom!"

Murong Bo looked at Xiao Yuanshan seriously and said.

"It's nonsense, you are not from Liao, what are you talking about the eternal foundation of Liao, I think you are for your Great Yan Kingdom!

Xiao Yuanshan scoffed at Murong Bo's words.

"That's right, I want to revive Dayan, but it's hard to be alone, if you and I join forces, pull out the strong enemy of the Great Song Dynasty, help me recover Dayan, and then destroy Tubo, Dali, and Western Xia, and finally Da Liao and my Dayan share the world, wouldn't it be good?"

Murong Bo said with a reverent face.

Listening to Murong Bo's words, Xiao Yuanshan suddenly fell silent and began to hesitate. Due to the tragic death of his wife, Xiao Yuanshan now has a deep hatred for the entire Great Song Dynasty, not to mention for the sake of the Great Liao, just destroying the temptation of the Great Song Dynasty is enough to make him tempted.

"How can the revenge of killing your mother be used for trading! What do you want to do with Da Yan and me, don't use these rhetoric to confuse! Your father and son are scheming, and you say good things, but in fact, your heart is already very bad, Dad, don't believe them, no matter what, I will avenge my mother! Kill Murong old thief!"

Qiao Feng looked at Murong Bo coldly and shouted angrily.

As soon as the words fell, he was ready to make a move.