When the gray-clothed man heard Cao Hanlin's question, he flew down with one hand and the mother and daughter in one hand, and went straight to Cao Hanlin.

"Park Xiuping. Park Xiuping said with a pause, looking at Cao Hanlin's expression with great emotion.

"You're my daddy?" ......

After that, Park Xiuping once again showed off his skill of recognizing his son, because he had absorbed the experience of Banfeng, he had made a lot of progress compared to it, but it was still far from this Dao Grandmaster Duanlei, and Murong Jiu didn't pay much attention to this.

Instead, focus on the leader of the Hanako Gang, if this person's identity is as he expected......

"It turned out to be this old benefactor, so it's no wonder...... After the old man received the temple rules, he wanted to kill and chop, and he would never fight back, but the old benefactor Xiao actually killed so many people for the mistakes of the old man back then, it really shouldn't be ...... Zhiran, how will the temple rules deal with those who commit murder and lust precepts?"

"Hmph, do you think you will be able to atone for your sins as soon as you die? What a joke! Didn't you ask me to steal the exercises of the White Horse Temple and pass them on to others to practice? Let me tell you! The old man has been hidden in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion for 30 years, and all the martial arts of the White Horse Temple have already been learned.

As soon as he heard this, the people in the martial arts who had been watching coldly suddenly boiled, how could Cao Hanlin watch them threaten Park Xiuping? Not to be outdone, he stood beside Park Xiuping, and used his strength, and the clothes around him swelled.

The people present knew that Cao Hanlin was Murong Jiu's brother, and when Murong Jiu and Duanyu stepped forward and stood with Cao Hanlin, they also drew their swords to the people around them!

"Listen to me, although I, Wang Jiaze, am humble and light-hearted, but I also know the great righteousness of the country, although Pu Xiuping is a little wronged, but how can my generation watch the martial arts of the White Horse Temple flow into other countries? When the Liao dog enters our country and kills my people, it will be my only time today! I think it is better to first hate the enemy and kill these Khitans! I am called the Huazi Gang, and I am willing to take the lead!" Wang Jiaze stood up again and shouted.

The people in the martial arts scene were really like grass on the wall, and they all made a sound of approval!

"Yes, do you see, son, these warriors always think that they are the embodiment of justice, but they are the ones who killed your mother, who ruled without restraints, and today they are going to kill our father and son! Haha, let's come together, a big battle is!" Park Xiuping shouted as if venting.

It can be seen that his original intention is like this, otherwise if it was really for his country, he could have left quietly, and now he would put himself in danger, completely for the hatred that has accumulated for a long time since decades ago!

"Yes, you can come when you want to kill, I, Cao Hanlin, am not afraid! But my two good brothers, this matter has nothing to do with you, you still ......"

Cao Hanlin naturally wouldn't see his father killed, and he couldn't get used to the faces of some people, but he didn't want Murong Jiu and Duanyu to accompany him on the risk, not only could his life be saved, but he also had a reputation for betraying Song Tongliao if he was not good.

"My good big brother, if you say this again, the younger brother will break off his friendship with you!" Duan Yu said seriously.

"Yes, back then, we swore and said, 'But I want to die in the same year, month, and day...... Naturally, I can't do it, but if I watch my brother being killed, it's really better to die headlong!" Murong Jiu said.

"Murong Gongzi, you have to think clearly! You are our people, do you really want to be with these people and disgrace your ancestors!" Wang Jiaze asked with a righteous and awe-inspiring voice.

For a while, everyone in the martial arts looked at Murong Jiu, originally thinking that Murong Jiu would consider his position and position, but he didn't expect the latter to chuckle: "Murong Jiu only spends his life with like-minded people, not with scum who are covetous!"

The scope of this sentence is too light, and almost all the martial arts people present have not been turned into the ranks of scum......

Hearing this, Pu Xiuping stared at Murong Jiu for a long time, and saw that his expression did not seem to be fake, so he felt a lot of relief, happy that his son had made a good brother, and at the same time, he also sighed that if there was a character like Murong Jiu in the south many years ago, maybe the tragedy of returning to Yanguan could be avoided, or maybe he was still living in peace and contentment......

"Hmph, I didn't expect you to be so disrespectful of the general righteousness, and we can only be offended!" said the Grimace gang leader who called the Hanako Gang.

will call the leader of the Hanako Gang to take the lead, and the people in the martial arts also have a backer, and the war is about to break out.

Although there are many people on Murong Jiu and Cao Hanlin's side, compared to the people from the Central Plains Martial Arts who gathered here, they really do not have an advantage in numbers.

Wang Jiaze saw the current situation, and even now felt that the victory was in his hands, and looked down at Cao Hanlin and Murong Jiu, as if imagining how to humiliate these two guys who had suppressed him for a while!

At this moment, a cold and glamorous beauty snorted coldly, and suddenly took out a bow from the horse, startling many people, who expected to release a signal into the air......

Whoosh! There was a sound, and it was actually a signaling arrow!

At this time, in the direction of the mountain gate of Xiangguo Temple, a noisy sound sounded.

I saw that many warrior monks of the White Horse Temple were driven in like a tide by some strange people who suddenly appeared, and everyone remembered that Murong Jiu was not only the strength in front of him!

The crowd surrounded Murong Jiu, Cao Hanlin and dozens of others, and the outside of these martial artists were connected with the number of exotic martial artists who were not much less than them.

When these warriors were at a loss, the strange people outside had now openly provoked, and they looked like they were not a big deal to see the excitement.

Seeing that because of his mistakes back then, there was another catastrophe in the martial arts, Ugly Carnival was ashamed and ashamed, and shouted: "Don't panic first! Donor, as long as you ......."

He wanted to say that as long as you promised not to spread the martial arts of the White Horse Temple, he would ask you to leave, and the head would be sent, but after thinking about it, such a big thing in front of him, even if Park Xiuping swore a poisonous oath, I am afraid that no one will want to believe it!

At this moment, Murong Jiu suddenly smiled and said: "Senior, as the saying goes, good luck is not as good as wife and children, we can't learn from those guys who didn't distinguish between right and wrong back then, let's let this poor person go!

Saying that, Murong Jiuyi waved his hand, and Yu Zhi was brought in front of him with a few people, and one foot was put on Yu Zhiyong's knee, and the latter couldn't help kneeling down, wanting to resist, but he wanted to be restrained by the acupoints around his body, just an ordinary disciple, so he pressed his shoulder.