Thirty years of revenge, fate encountered!

"Old thief Murong, take your life!"

Shocked by a loud shout, Xiao Yuanshan was about to make a move, but he never thought that Xiao Feng next to him stopped him with his crossed arm and said in his mouth: "Daddy, the child wants to punish this old thief with his own hands, avenge his mother, and ask Daddy to clean up that Murong Fu." ”

Xiao Yuanshan was stunned when he heard this, and then understood that this was his son's filial piety to himself, and he was worried that he would lose when he fought with Murong Bo.

"Okay, my son, the old thief Murong will be handed over to you!" Xiao Yuanshan said: "However, this old thief's martial arts are not weak, and he is good at conspiracy and trickery, you need to be careful." ”

"Daddy, don't worry!"

Seeing that Xiao Yuanshan responded to his proposal, Xiao Feng put his mind at ease, when he opened the "Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Descending", the whole person was like a flying dragon rising from the sky, with the momentum of thunder, and went straight to Murong Bo to attack fiercely, and Xiao Yuanshan also made a return move towards Murong at the same time.

Two pairs of father and son fought fiercely in the field, Xiao Feng and Murong Bo won one in the prime of life and was brave, and the other won in the deep cultivation and old and deep, it was difficult to distinguish the superior for a while!

And Murong Fu fought with Lin Pingzhi and Xiao Feng successively, not only did he lose a lot of skill, but he also had serious injuries on his body, Xiao Yuanshan was bent on revenge, so naturally he would not tell him anything moral, and after two or three moves, he could only flee all over the field.

Seeing this situation, Murong Bo knew that if he continued to fight, their father and son would have to fold here today, so he began to think about a plan to get out of his heart, and as soon as his mind moved, he slapped his palm in front of Xiao Feng.

This is a trick in the "Prajna Palm", which seems to be unremarkable, but in fact it is a hidden killer, which is extremely powerful. Even with Xiao Feng's ability, he didn't dare to greet this palm, so he could only retreat slightly to avoid the edge. After forcing Xiao Feng to retreat, Murong Bo shook his hand and shot three prayer beads cast in fine iron at Xiao Yuanshan, and shouted loudly: "Fu'er, go quickly!"

"Daddy!"

Hearing Murong Bo's shout, Murong Fu's face couldn't help but show a little bitterness, he had been in the rivers and lakes for a long time, he was very alert, and he naturally knew his father's intentions, but Xiao Yuanshan's martial arts on the other side were really unfathomable, and seeing that the hidden weapon shot by his father was knocked down between the backhand, he couldn't find a chance to get out at all.

Murong Bo was angry and anxious in his heart, but at this time, he saw Xiao Feng volley in the air at some point, and hit him with his left palm in the back of the heart. Although he was not panicked, he met it with his backhand, but he secretly borrowed the power in "Fighting and Turning the Stars", preparing to move the opponent's palm power, and did not want to fight hard.

Under the touch of his palms, Murong Bo noticed that Xiao Feng's palm power was no longer as strong as before, unremarkable, and no threat to himself, and when he was secretly surprised, he suddenly felt that the three acupoints of Yangbai, Lianquan, and Fengfu seemed to be pricked by a thin needle containing the power of yin to cold at the same time, first there was a sharp pain, then the whole body was cold, and then the three acupoints were like ten thousand needles and, the pain entered the bone marrow, and the soul flew away.

In recent years, every morning, noon, and night, he would experience a pain that was worse than death in these three acupoints, and no matter what kind of panacea he took, it was not effective at all. He roughly guessed that this was a mistake in his practice of Shaolin School martial arts, and although he repeatedly consulted the classics in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, he never found a solution. Originally, this was not the moment of attack, but the repeated fierce fights and the real air rotation actually triggered it in advance.

This severe pain is really beyond the limit of what a person can bear, Murong Bo knows that life and death are at stake at this moment, but he still can't help but disperse the strength of his whole body to reduce the pain a little. As soon as his skills were scattered, Murong Bo immediately became a fish and meat to be slaughtered.

Xiao Feng didn't know that Murong Bo had this hidden danger, he had fought fiercely before, and his martial arts had gone even further, and the power of the dragon palm had been able to lead but not trigger, and in an instant, the pressure was rolling, and it swept towards it like a mountain and a sea, and the huge palm power poured out in an instant.

Murong Bo only felt that his body couldn't help but tremble, internal injuries attacked, internal and external difficulties, and the whole person couldn't stop exploding backwards.

"Murong old thief, suffer death!"

With a long roar breaking through the air, Xiao Feng stepped forward, and between raising his hand, a fierce palm had already crossed the spatial distance, and it was directly imprinted on Murong Bo's body with great speed.

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, Murong Bo was hit by a blow, even if his martial arts were peerless, he couldn't stand Xiao Feng's full burst of palm, and a mouthful of blood immediately spurted out of his mouth, and the whole person fell several feet away.

"Xiao Feng, don't hurt my father!"

Seeing that his father was defeated by Xiao Feng, Murong Fu hurriedly shouted in his mouth, ignoring Xiao Yuanshan's finger strength breaking through the air, piercing his shoulder, and between the blood splashes, he hurriedly rushed to Murong Bo's front and held his body!

"Sir!"

"Childe!"

Seeing this, Deng Baichuan, Gongye Qian, and the three evil generals rushed forward one after another, wanting to stop Xiao Yuanshan and Xiao Feng's father and son, although Wang Yuyan and A Zhu had the heart to help, but their martial arts were low, but they were powerless.

"Look for death!"

Full of hatred, Xiao Yuanshan snorted coldly in his mouth, and between turning his hands, the incomparable palm power surged out angrily, although Deng Baichuan, Gongye Qian, and Feng Bo Evil were also the world's first-rate masters, how could they resist Xiao Yuanshan's ferocious power?

It's just that as retainers of the Murong family, they are loyal to the lord, and they do not hesitate to fight to the death, for a while, they temporarily dragged Xiao Yuanshan, Xiao Feng alone against the injured Murong father and son, although they can gain the upper hand, but if they want to kill them, they can't do it for a while.

The fight was fierce in this box, and suddenly there was a commotion in the direction of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion of Shaolin Temple, and immediately, a foreign monk wearing a red robe rushed out, and behind him, a gray-clothed monk with an ugly appearance came out.

This gray-clothed monk is no one else, it is Xuzhu, but he is not an ordinary person, but the dignified Tubo teacher Gu Mozhi, who is afraid of his old problem again, and wants to take advantage of the opportunity of the hero conference to involve most of the masters of Shaolin Temple, sneak into the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to read the original martial arts of Shaolin Temple, but never thought that it was discovered by Xuzhu.

"Leave the scriptures!"

But seeing Xuzhu shouting in his mouth, he raised his hand and hit Gu Mozhi in the air, he got Lin Ping's inheritance and practiced Jiuyang Divine Skill, the power of this palm is really powerful.

Gu Mozhi didn't dare to be careless, and hurriedly turned around to meet the attack with one palm, only to hear a crash, his palms burst together, and a circle of invisible qi waves spread around the two of them, as far as several zhang, and the bodies of the two were violently shocked, and then each retreated three steps back.

"Sure enough, there is Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon in Shaolin Temple, and such an inconspicuous little monk is so capable!"

Gu Mozhi was shocked and angry, and pounced forward at the moment, and the bamboo practiced the divine skills, and the wisdom was greatly opened, and at this moment it seemed to be like a divine help, and it was also from the extremely fast to meet the attack, in mid-air, the two figures were separated and combined, and each displayed the essence of the martial arts he had learned in his life, fighting in one place.

The martial arts used by Gu Mozhi are extremely mixed, punching and palming, grabbing points, flying legs and poking feet, elbows and knees, and headhammers against each part of the body seem to have become weapons to defeat the enemy, and the moves are ever-changing, endless, and almost every move comes from a different school.

There are many people who are proficient in a certain kind of martial arts he uses, and they can't help but be amazed when they see that the martial arts they have practiced all their lives are wonderful and wonderful in the hands of others, and their power is far superior to their own.

Xuzhu only uses a set of Chiba Rulai palm to deal with, but this set of martial arts in his performance is broad and profound, endless, Qunhao at the beginning only felt that his hands were like a pair of colorful butterflies dancing among the flowers, the posture is beautiful and agile, but there is a trace of treasure solemn implications, but after looking at it for a while, they all found that there are countless sinister killing moves and vicious ambushes hidden in his set of martial arts, and the more he looks at it, the more he is frightened. Some martial arts people can't help but imagine how to deal with this set of martial arts if they are faced with this set of martial arts, and after thinking about it for a while, cold sweat oozes from their foreheads.

"Interesting!"

Lin Pingzhi saw this scene in his eyes, and couldn't help but raise his hand to brush his hair, and a light smile appeared on his face: "This void bamboo is really worthy of the protagonist's life, although I cut off the opportunity to escape, but with the help of the Jiuyang Divine Skill I passed on to him, he cultivated to a great success, Gu Mozhi, this guy, I'm afraid I will suffer a big loss this time." ”

It will take some time for the fateful battle of these two people to be decided, Lin Pingzhi turned his head to look at the other two battles, but saw that Xiao Yuanshan was fierce and powerful, and hit Deng Baichuan and the three of them one after another, and in a few breaths, the storm was the first to die, Deng Baichuan and Gongye Qian's martial arts were higher, but they could not escape the defeat, on the other hand, Xiao Feng also had the upper hand.

"Old thief Murong, pay for my mother's life!"

With a burst of anger and shouting, he saw Xiao Feng stepping forward, and between raising his hand, the majestic palm power was like a hundred rivers converging, Murong Bo, Murong Fu, father and son were all seriously injured, at this moment, there was no power to fight back, and he could only watch the moment of death coming.

"Suffer death!"

The revenge of killing his mother, not sharing the sky, and the bumpy experience of his life, Xiao Feng slapped his hand angrily, and went straight to Murong Bo's heart, wanting to take his life, but he never thought about it, and at this moment, he was shocked...........

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