Murong Bo was slapped on the top of the head by the sweeping monk with a palm, and he was immediately out of breath and fell to the ground and died, Qin Hao could see clearly that the sweeping monk used the Tianshan Six Yang Palm, but it was mixed with some of the essence of Shaolin palm techniques.

It seems to be just a palm, but the changes contained in it are exquisite, so Murong Bo is unavoidable.

"Dead? This old thief is dead?"

Except for Qin Hao, Xiao Yuanshan and Xiao Feng both thought that Murong Bo was dead, Xiao Yuanshan suddenly became confused, his long-cherished wish for many years was revenge, and now suddenly the revenge was avenged, and there was a strong sense of loss.

The heart is empty, unspeakably lonely and desolate, and I just feel that there is nothing to do in this world, and life is in vain.

"Old Donor Xiao, Old Donor Murong is dead, his relatives and relatives will inevitably seek revenge on you, when is the time for revenge, it is better to attribute all the grievances to me!"

The sweeping monk listened to Xiao Yuanshan's sigh, and after saying a word with his hands together, he stepped forward and slapped the top of Xiao Yuanshan's head with one palm.

"Stop!"

Xiao Feng was shocked, the sweeping monk could kill Murong Bo with one palm, and it seemed that he could also kill his father Xiao Yuanshan, and at that moment, both palms came out together, and he hit the sweeping monk with all his might, but this palm was blocked by the sweeping monk with one palm.

"Enough of the play, it's time to end!"

Just when the sweeping monk wanted to fight to receive Xiao Feng's palm and continue to slap Xiao Yuanshan, Qin Hao moved.

With a flicker, Qin Hao blocked in front of Xiao Yuanshan, and slapped out with one palm, and the same Tianshan Six Yang Palm and the palm from the sweeping monk collided together.

Bang!

With a muffled sound, Qin Hao took a step back, his palms were numb for a while, and the sweeping monk took three steps back under the attack of Xiao Feng and Qin Hao's two palms, his face turned pale, but he quickly recovered.

"Tianshan Liuyang Palm, are you from the Freedom Sect?"

The sweeping monk's eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at Qin Hao again.

"If you can say that you are sent by Xiaoyao, and you will be able to grasp the six yang palms of the Tianshan Mountains, it seems that you have a lot to do with the Xiaoyao faction!"

Qin Hao sneered, glanced at Murong Bo who was lying on the side, and suddenly stretched out his hand and sucked Murong Bo into the air.

"What are you doing?"

The sweeping monk's face changed, but seeing that Qin Hao didn't like him at all, he stuffed Murong Bo in front of Xiao Yuanshan,

"Uncle Xiao, this Murong Bo is only in a state of turtle breath, and he is not dead at all, this old monk wants to put you and Murong Bo into a state of suspended death turtle breath, and then let you heal each other's injuries. ”

"What?"

Xiao Yuanshan was startled, and a sinister color appeared on his confused face, "You said that this old horseman is not dead?"

Anger and murderous intent welled up in his heart, and Xiao Yuanshan slapped Murong Bo's chest with a backhand.

The sound of the sternum shattering sounded, and blood flowed from Murong Bo's mouth.

This time, it was fake death turned into real death!

"Amitabha! Old Donor Xiao, why do you bother to kill again? This little donor, who are you, and why do you have the exercises of the Freedom Sect?"

"Do you know that I could have resolved a grudge today, and everyone was happy, but with your intervention, Old Benefactor Xiao has gone further and further down the wrong path, and it will be difficult to turn back!"

The sweeping monk's eyes flashed with divine light, staring at Qin Hao, Qin Hao felt that a divine thought had firmly locked on him.

Thinking of the words that Tianshan Tong's grandmother said to him when she was chatting before, the identity of this sweeping monk is already about to come out.

"What kind of wrong way? Don't take the nonsense of putting down the butcher's knife and becoming a Buddha on the spot to fool people!"

Qin Hao sneered disdainfully,

"I only know that the eldest husband was born in the world, and he should be happy to take revenge! If there is a favor, he will repay it, and if he has revenge, he will repay it! What kind of grievance should be resolved or not, since he is already a wrongdoer, then completely kill it, and clean it!"

"Uncle Xiao's dark disease, I will relieve it for him, I don't need you to worry about it! I'm very curious, you have this earth-shattering ability, but after so many years, you have changed your face and hid in Shaolin, what is it for?"

"Could it be that you just want to be a green lantern ancient Buddha and atone for the evil deeds committed back then?

The sweeping monk's face changed completely, his eyes suddenly became fierce, and he stared at Qin Hao deadly, and a terrifying momentum suddenly rose from his body.

"Whose apprentice are you? Wu Yazi or Wu Xingyun?"

As soon as the sweeping monk's words came out, Qin Hao completely confirmed his identity.

This Shaolin sweeping monk, who is known as the first master of Tianlong, is indeed the founder of the Xiaoyao School!

Regarding the matter of Xiaoyaozi, Tianshan Tong's grandmother mentioned it once, but it was secretive, as if there were many hidden secrets.

Qin Hao also tried to ask Master Wuyazi, but as soon as Wuyazi heard Qin Hao mention the name of Xiaoyaozi, his face immediately became gloomy, and he didn't say a word.

Therefore, Qin Hao had already guessed in his heart that although Xiaoyaozi was the founder of the Xiaoyao faction and the master of Wuyazi and Tianshan Tong, the relationship between him and their apprentices did not seem to be harmonious.

Or, there is no small grudge?

"I'm the head of the Xiaoyao faction, Qin Hao! Wuyazi is my master! According to the seniority, should I call you the ancestor?"

Feeling the cold killing intent diffused from the sweeping monk's body, which was very different from the temperament of the enlightened monk before, Qin Hao chuckled lightly, but secretly he had already quietly run the true yuan of the Great Yan Sword Immortal Duel.

His instinct told him that today he might reveal a shocking secret!

"Wu Yazi, it's really him!"

The sweeping monk's face became more and more hideous,

"If it weren't for him, I wouldn't have had to fake my death to escape the world! Okay, very good! Since this Dharma can't be resolved, then what else do I eat and fast and recite to the Buddha? I just put an end to it all today!"

Rumble!

The sweeping monk waved his hand, and an invisible palm force suddenly swept towards Qin Hao and the others.

"Oh no!

Qin Hao was shocked, who would have thought that the sweeping monk would make a move when he said it, and he would do it mercilessly!

Grabbing Xiao Yuanshan and Xiao Feng's arms, Qin Hao cast a phantom trail and directly smashed through the window and rushed out of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion.

Bang!

As soon as the figures of the three of them rushed out of the Scripture Pavilion, the walls of the Scripture Pavilion burst open, and half of the Scripture Pavilion was destroyed.

Murong Bo's corpse was directly smashed to pieces along with the small half of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion under this blow!

A powerful aura came out from the half-destroyed Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and the sweeping monk had completely released his momentum.

Cultivation through the Xuan Realm!

Qin Hao's heart sank suddenly, this old monk shouldn't be a demon, how could he be so murderous all of a sudden, just like two people just now!

"Big brother, Uncle Xiao, you go first, I'll lure this old thing away!"

With both hands on Xiao Feng and Xiao Yuanshan's backs, Qin Hao sent Xiao Feng and Xiao Yuanshan far away.

"Xiaoyaozi, there is a kind of you come with me!"