The gray-clothed monk was obviously stunned for a moment, and then said in a deep voice: "Why did Gang Master Xiao say this?"

Xiao Feng's murderous intent soared to the sky, and shouted: "Murong Bo, you have been hiding for more than 20 years, you really think that you can hide from the sky and cross the sea, believe it or not, I will kill Murong Fu now!"

"Murong Bo!"

"Is this gray-clothed monk Murong Bo?"

Murong Fu only felt that his head was clouded, and he looked at the gray-clothed monk, this person is my father, he is not dead!

Shaolin abbot Xuan Ci also widened his eyes, it was difficult to calm down, and he stared at the gray-clothed monk deadly, it was really Murong Bo, although he hadn't seen him for decades, but this figure would never be wrong.

"More than 20 years ago, you designed to frame my family, and let Xuan Ci, the abbot of Shaolin Temple, take the martial arts people from the Central Plains to Yanmen Pass to intercept and kill my father and mother, Xuan Ci, am I right?"

The crowd was in an uproar.

It turned out that the leading brother Xiao Feng had been looking for turned out to be Shaolin abbot Xuan Ci.

Xuan Ci said Amitabha, the matter has reached this point, and he can't hide it, and said: "It seems that Lord Xiao has already knew, Lao Gu has been repenting in front of the Buddha for decades, Murong Bo Murong Old Donor, that day, you faked the news, saying that the Khitan warriors were going to come to Shaolin Temple to seize the martial arts classics, so that they made all kinds of big mistakes, have you ever blamed yourself?"

The gray-clothed monk let out a long laugh, stretched out his hand and pulled off his mask, revealing a face with clear eyes and white eyebrows, "Master Abbot, don't come unharmed!"

Murong Fu was pleasantly surprised, just now I heard Xiao Feng say that the gray-clothed monk was his father, Murong Fu was not sure, but now he saw it with his own eyes, "Father, you ...... You don't have ...... Not dead?"

"Old donor Murong, I have been friends with you for many years, and I have always respected you as a person. When you told me about it that day, the old man was convinced. Later, I killed a good person by mistake, and I wanted to ask you about it...... Later, when I heard that you had passed away due to illness, the old man mourned so much, and kept saying that you were just like the old man at that time, and you also misbelieved people's words, resulting in unintentional mistakes, and guilt in your heart, so that you died young, who knows...... Alas!"

Xuan Ci is not stupid, all this was planned by Murong Bo, and he is just his pawn.

At this moment, a figure in black suddenly appeared in mid-air, swooping down like a big eagle and landing in front of Xiao Feng.

Xiao Feng's face was overjoyed, and tears appeared in the tiger's eyes.

"Who is this black-clothed monk?"

"Why did a black-clothed monk pop up again!"

The group of heroes only felt that today was an eye-opener, these strong people came out one by one, but they had never seen or heard of it, and this black-clothed monk was afraid that his origin was not simple.

"Father!"

Xiao Feng couldn't hold back any longer, and stepped forward to grab the hand of the black-clothed monk.

Who is this man?

The crowd is in an uproar!

Xiao Feng's father!

Are you here to recognize your relatives today, first Murong Fu's father, and now Xiao Feng's father.

"Feng'er, it seems that you already know everything, I won't say more, today you and my father and son join forces to kill this thief and comfort your mother's spirit in the sky!"

Murong Bo let out a long roar, "Xiao Yuanshan, you have been hiding Shaolin for twenty years, others don't know it, but I know it clearly......"

"Hmph, Murong Bo, today is your death date......!

Murong Bo let out a long laugh, jumped up, and rushed down the mountain, as if he didn't want to fight Xiao Yuanshan.

Xiao Yuanshan and Xiao Feng shouted together: "Chase!"

Su Du said to Wang Chao behind him: "Let's go, go and meet that sweeping monk for a while!"

In addition to helping Xiao Feng, Wang Chao's other purpose is to come to the sweeping monks, in the Tianlong world, the sweeping monks of Shaolin Temple are definitely the first people who deserve to be.

Guo Jing, Huang Yaoshi and others also followed.

The heroes also wanted to follow, but some Shaolin monks shouted: "Formation, no trespass in the temple!"

"Why don't you let us in......"

The group of heroes were stopped, so they naturally didn't want to, and shouted one by one to rush in.

"Shaolin is a quiet place for Buddhism, how can you wait for the wilderness!"

"It's a quiet place for Buddhism, and it's a ...... thing you can say."

"I think it's a place of filth and filth!"

"Presumptuous!"

“........................”

In the back mountain of Shaolin Temple, when Su Duan and a few people arrived, they only heard an old monk say: "The martial arts of this school are passed on from the ancestor of Bodhidharma...... It is to strengthen the body and protect the Dharma and subdue demons. Practice any martial arts...... If you don't base yourself on Buddhism, you will definitely hurt yourself when you practice martial arts. The deeper you practice, the more you will be injured......"

The old monk is settling grievances for Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo.

Su Du and the others watched quietly, and did not interfere, this old monk is the big boss of the Tianlong World, a sweeping monk.

waited until the old monk resolved the grievances between the two, Wang Chao walked out, and his fighting spirit soared, "The monk's martial arts are good, I don't know if I can learn a ...... or two."

Xiao Yuanshan, Murong Bo, Murong Fu, and Xiao Feng looked at Wang Chao at the same time, looking at Wang Chao in astonishment.

The martial arts of the old monk, several people have just been taught, and they are definitely high-ranking monks, not only profound martial arts, but also boundless Buddhism.

Xiao Feng and Murong Fu are not opponents.

"Brother Su?"

"Brother Xiao don't worry, the master is involved in the cultivation, Elder Wang is not an ordinary person, Brother Xiao is ...... when he looks down."

The old monk was also taken aback and looked at Wang Chao.

"I don't know who the donor is?"

"Wang Chao!"

Xiao Feng looked at Wang Chao, and felt that Wang Chao was extraordinary before, because Wang Chao was the last one around Su Duan who didn't make a move, the previous Huang Yaoshi, Guo Jing, and Hong Qi, which one of them were all masters of one top one, and now the last young man, what is his strength?

Wang is beyond his hand.

As soon as you make a move, it is the strongest dragon and snake double kill.

I saw the old monk make a move just now, so I had some guesses about the strength of the old monk, and the lowest was the sixfold realm of the Mandate of Heaven, so Wang Chao did not underestimate it.

At the moment when Wang Chao's hand was overcome, a trace of surprise flashed in the old monk's eyes.

Rumble!

It's still a wall of qi, just now Xiao Feng and Murong Fu shot at the same time, and they were helpless, but here in Wang Chao, it was a different scene.

Boom!

........................

"Who is this person, why is he so young, but his strength is so strong!"

"It's so strong!"

"What kind of punch is this?"

"A good fist technique is even more powerful than the power of the eighteen palms of the dragon. ”

Xiao Feng and the others were stunned.

The old monk flew back, because he knew that if he didn't retreat, he was afraid that the power of this punch would be difficult for him to resist, and there would be only one result, which would be seriously injured.

"The king is slow, stop, the old man is not the opponent of the king donor, the old man admits defeat......"

Murong Fu was dumbfounded, Xiao Yuanshan was also dumbfounded, more of them were the monks of the Shaolin Temple around them, just now the old monk showed his might, and in three or two clicks, he defeated the famous Xiao Feng and Murong Fu, but in the blink of an eye, he was defeated in the hands of a young man, how could this not shock them, and they also took the initiative to admit defeat!