Chapter 122: Take Your Head
The group also became curious.
Wang Yuyan shook her head, and she was about to cry, "Cousin, stop it, you are not his opponent, I have never seen this set of martial arts, and there is no way to crack it......"
"Big brother, third brother......"
Shaolin monks suddenly walked out of a gray-clothed monk, very happy to come over, it was the little monk Xuzhu, he saw Xiao Feng up the mountain, heroic, the group of heroes was gloomy, couldn't help but be heartbroken, I couldn't help but think of the day when I worshipped Duan Yu on the Ethereal Peak, Xiao Feng also worshipped, to be able to be a brother with such a hero, it is really a blessing in three lives.
Xiao Feng had never seen Xuzhu, and when he heard him call himself the eldest brother, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.
Duan Yu stepped forward with a smile, pulled Xuzhu to his side, turned to Xiao Feng and said, "Big brother, this is also my righteous brother." His legal name is Xuzhu, and he is also called Xuzhuzi. When we both bowed to you, we also bowed to you. Second brother, come and meet the eldest brother. ”
Xuzhu immediately stepped forward, knelt down and snorted, and said, "The eldest brother is above, and the younger brother knocks on ............."
Xiao Feng couldn't cry or laugh, and then, the three of them naturally worshiped together.
"Two good brothers, wait a while, when I understand the matter here, our three brothers will definitely get drunk!"
From Su Duan, Xiao Feng already knew the ins and outs of the matter, and the eldest brother who took the lead and the conspirators behind it all surfaced, and it was time to end everything.
At this time, You Tanzhi had been seriously injured by Hong Qiyi's palm, and the old immortal of the stars was also captured by Huang Yaoshi and mentioned to Xiao Feng.
Xuzhu said to Xiao Feng: "Big brother, this old monster of the stars killed the master and senior brother of my later faction, and killed the Taishi uncle of my first faction, Master Xuan Yan and Master Xuan Pain, please eldest brother hand this person over to me, I want to avenge them!"
Xiao Feng didn't agree immediately, but looked at Su Dui, he wanted to see what Su Dui meant, after all, he caught the person.
Su Duan said: "This person is useless to me, Brother Xuzhu can dispose of it at will." ”
Murong Fu's eyes were red, where could he still listen to Wang Yuyan's words at this time, he wanted to show off in front of the crowd and establish his prestige, but he didn't want to encounter a strong enemy and lose face.
"Please be merciful!" Wang Yuyan hurriedly shouted.
Murong Fu's face was like ashes, and he shouted loudly: "If the eldest husband dies, his ears will die, why do you need to show mercy!"
Guo Jing shouted, "I really don't know how you can be as famous as the Xiao Gang Master, in the future, the name of South Murong and North Qiao Feng, you have to use it again, because you are not worthy!"
As he spoke, Guo Jing grabbed Murong Fu.
Deng Baichuan, Gongye Qian, Bao Wei, and the four of them were in a hurry, and they rushed together, "Don't hurt my son-in-law!"
Wang Yuyan also shouted: "Cousin, cousin!"
Guo Jing didn't do anything to Murong Fu, but threw him out.
Murong Fu flew straight out of seven or eight zhang away, with a bang, his back hit the ground, he fell into a mess, a carp rolled, Murong Fu stood up from the ground, and the horizontal sword was wiped into his neck.
Wang Yuyan and the others' faces changed greatly, "Cousin, don't ......"
"Childe can't!"
Seeing that Murong Fu was about to kill himself on the spot, a secret weapon flew from more than ten zhang away, crashing into the long sword in Murong Fu's hand......
Su Du said to Xiao Feng: "The show is about to begin!"
"Who is this person?" Xiao Feng glared angrily, obviously having a little guess in his heart.
"My son is going to commit suicide, and the only one who came out to stop him is Lao Tzu, and this person is Murong Bo, who has been pretending to be dead for decades......"
As soon as he heard that it was Murong Bo, Xiao Feng's killing intent soared to the sky, he had already guessed a little just now, but when he heard Su Duan's affirmative answer, he couldn't suppress the killing intent anymore.
Murong Fu was shocked inexplicably, and saw a gray-clothed monk standing on the hillside, his face covered with gray cloth, who was this person and why did he want to save himself. Murong Fu's heart was full of doubts.
Wang Yuyan, Bao Wei and others were relieved to see Murong Fu being rescued.
The monk walked down the hillside, took a big stride, took a few breaths, walked to Murong Fu's side, and asked, "Do you have a son?"
This sentence is very confusing.
The group of heroes also cast curious glances, who is this gray-clothed monk, and what does it have to do with Murong Fu.
Murong Fu subconsciously said: "I haven't married yet, how can I have a son?"
The gray-clothed monk said again, "Do you have an ancestor?"
Murong Fu was annoyed, if it wasn't for the other party who saved him, he would definitely scold back, "Naturally, I died voluntarily, what do you have to do with it......?"
The gray-clothed monk continued: "Your ancestor has a son, your great-ancestor, grandfather, and father all have sons, but you don't have a son!
"You!"
Murong Fu was angry and annoyed.
Qunxiong listened carefully, all along, Qunxiong had heard about the Murong family, but no one could inquire, now hearing the conversation between the two, Qunxiong understood, it turned out that the Murong family was a Xianbei Hu person, and he had established Dayan.
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"What do you have to do with this?"
"Temporary success or failure is not enough to talk about heroes, is this how your father taught you, raise your sword to kill yourself, you are not an overlord, if you want to do it, you will be the ancestor of the Han Dynasty Liu Bang, that is the big hero, the person who does great things......"
Murong Fu calmed down, knowing that this gray-clothed monk was for his own good, "What the seniors taught is that the juniors have been taught!"
"Your Gusu Murong clan's family martial arts are magical and esoteric, unparalleled in the world, it's just that you haven't learned home, is it really not as good as the beggars' eighteen palms of dragon descending, look carefully!"
I saw Murong Fu, stretched out his index finger, and Ling Xuan clicked three times.
These three fingers are aimed at Guo Jing.
Murong Fu was defeated in the hands of Guo Jing, and Murong Fu, as Lao Tzu, naturally wanted to find a way back.
Guo Jing remained silent, as if he had no intention of making a move, and at the moment when the three fingers were about to arrive, a wall of qi suddenly appeared, like a terrifying wave, rumbling endlessly, and there was a hidden sound of a dragon elephant.
"What is this?"
The heroes were shocked, what kind of martial arts is this.
Murong Bo was also stunned, he thought that he could take down the other party with three fingers, but he didn't want to, the other party's strength exceeded his estimates.
"This is your Murong family's ginseng finger, it's really extraordinary!"
Xiao Feng took a step forward, how could he turn a blind eye to such a big enemy.
"Brother Guo, can you give this thief to me, Xiao Feng will remember the great kindness!"
"It's all right, Xiao Gang Leader is free!"
The heroes are confused, why did Xiao Feng come out again, the big enemy, could it be that this gray-clothed monk is Xiao Feng's great enemy, who is the gray-clothed monk.
The gray-clothed monk turned around and said to Xiao Fengheshi: "Xiao Daxia's martial arts are outstanding, and he really deserves his reputation, and the old man has already wanted to learn a few tricks!"
"Hmph, don't pretend, your Excellency, the revenge of killing your mother is not shared, I will take your head today!"
PS: When did I have three or five thousand words in a chapter, woo......