Because there were many bookshelves in the Shaolin Scripture Pavilion, Murong Bo was constantly dodging in them, which made it difficult for Kou Hao's Flying Immortal Sword Technique to be brought into full play.

Kou Hao immediately returned the sword into the sheath and performed Ling Bo Weibu, this body technique is excellent in a small range of flashing and moving.

After a while, Murong Bo was about to be followed, he pulled out a soft sword, infused internal force, and the wind became straight towards Kou Hao.

The soft sword can attack from any angle at will, and can turn in narrow places, as agile and ferocious as a poisonous snake.

Kou Hao smiled indifferently, took out the soft sword on the top of his belt, and simulated the Sunflower Treasure Book with Xiao Wuxianggong, performing extremely strange and fast swordsmanship, and his body technique was even more erratic on the basis of the original.

Kou Hao had practiced this stunt in the basement of the Xixia Palace before, and he bought an ordinary soft sword on the way back. This kind of swordsmanship is most appropriate to use a soft sword.

After all, if you want to pursue extreme speed, the lighter the weight, the better the effect. Speaking of which, the embroidery needle is the lightest weapon, but Kou Hao is reluctant to fight with the embroidery needle, it is really ugly, don't let others misunderstand that he is a father-in-law.

What's more, being able to integrate this stunt into swordsmanship is what Kou Hao is most comfortable with.

"How can there be such a fast soft sword? The old man has been practicing hard for thirty years, but he is not as fast as you. Murong Bo was quite unwilling, and while quickly disassembling the tricks, he leaped towards the denser part of the bookshelf.

After a while, Murong Bo's body was marked with five sword marks, because Kou Hao's sword was too fast, but the power was not great enough, plus Murong Bo dodged in time, so the five sword marks were still not seriously injured.

"Why didn't you use the Dragon City Sword Technique, which the Gusu Murong Clan was so proud of, but instead use this crappy soft sword?" Kou Hao sneered.

"It's ridiculous. I only remembered now that in the Bianjing Palace of the Great Song Dynasty, there was a father-in-law named Li Xian, who had created a unique school suitable for his father-in-law, called the Sunflower Treasure Book. In this way, your strange swordsmanship and body style. I guess I learned it from him. Murong Bo also laughed wildly.

Murong Bo felt that Kou Hao was really pitiful and ridiculous to swing his sword from the palace at such a young age.

"You are wrong, there are many similar martial arts in the world, don't make excuses for your loneliness. Kou Hao said.

Murong Bo's eyes became deeper and deeper, as if he was pondering some kind of conspiracy.

When Kou Hao chased after him, suddenly Murong Bo knocked down the bookshelves on both sides.

Kou Hao's left hand sent out a move to descend the dragon in the eighteen palms of the war dragon Yu Ye, and the incomparably thick internal force immediately shattered the two large bookshelves.

Fragments of scriptures flew and smoke filled the air.

Kou Hao clearly felt a sword aura exuding cold qi hitting his heart, and Kou Hao didn't dodge. But his mind moved, and his left hand used the Lingxi finger that he had learned from Lu Xiaofeng.

No one can describe the speed of the shot, and no one can understand why these two fingers are so accurate.

In the next moment, Kou Hao's left hand clamped Murong Bo's soft sword with two fingers.

Murong Bo planned to twist the soft sword, but Kou Hao used the ethereal spirit in the Tai Chi sword technique, completely dissolving Murong Bo's strength. It's so subtle that it's hard to describe.

"Bah, damn thief. I don't believe you can dissolve my internal strength. Murong Bo was very unwilling to be suppressed by a young man's martial arts, he had always thought highly of himself. So Murong Bo operated a large amount of internal force. Through the soft sword, it came one after another.

Kou Hao first ran part of the Jiuyang Divine Skill, giving Murong Bo some pressure, making him think that Kou Hao was now going to compete with him for internal strength.

As a result, Murong Bo used more internal force, intending to achieve immediate results.

But immediately after, Kou Hao performed the Northern Spiritual Skill. Absorb many of the internal forces emitted by Murong Bo.

Murong Bo's heart sank, and he exclaimed, "Isn't this the great skill and method of Ding Chunqiu, the old monster of the stars? Why did you become the successor of Ding Chunqiu again?" ”

"Hey, is Ding Chunqiu's terrible martial arts compared to this? This is the Northern Spiritual Skill, it's really stupid. Kou Hao smiled lightly.

Murong Bo didn't want to be sucked out of internal strength, so he hurriedly used his family heirloom to turn the stars. Changing the absorbing power of Kou Hao's Northern Spiritual Skill and his own internal force attack, he was really able to break free, and immediately threw away the soft sword and jumped to the side.

He knew that it was impossible to escape, so it was better to try to maneuver around, so he used his fingers.

Kou Hao did not hesitate, and also made the same trick.

The invisible finger force bombarded in the void, and the air produced some ripples, and the diffuse smoke and dust made the invisible finger force manifest in the air, just like the sword qi that used to be in the Tianlong Temple in Dali.

After all, Kou Hao had once studied the Shenhe Finger in the secret passage of the Bright Peak, so much so that Kou Hao used this peerless skill to be quite skillful, as if he had practiced for decades.

One of the more important reasons is that the profound martial arts principles in the Nine Yin True Scripture have a strong role in Kou Hao's understanding and comprehension of other martial arts skills.

Murong Bo was already speechless in shock, if it was said that Kou Hao had cultivated other peerless skills, he could still understand it, after all, it was possible to obtain the true inheritance of many masters. But their Gusu Murong family's family heirloom is unlearned, and it is not passed on to outsiders.

He knew Murong Fu very well, and Murong Bo felt that it was absolutely impossible for Murong Fu to teach this important lesson to others. After all, Murong Fu is a selfish person, how can he eat inside and out?

Murong Bo quickly changed his body, and there were phantoms flashing around him, but it was because he exploded so fast in a short period of time that it looked real and fake, and he was hidden in one of the phantoms.

Kou Hao ran Xiao Wuxianggong to the fullest state, and the simulated Sunflower Treasure Book swordsmanship and body technique were also faster, and a dazzling sword qi flashed in mid-air.

Not long after, the screams sounded, but it was Kou Hao who twisted Murong Bo's wrists with his Tianshan folding plum hand.

Kou Hao grabbed him and said, "Everyone, stop and see how I kill this great thief." ”

Xiao Yuanshan had already beaten Murong Fu seriously at this moment, and seeing that Kou Hao's side had won, he immediately struggled to make a move, but Murong Fu couldn't resist it at all and was also captured.

As for Gu Mozhi, there was blood at the corner of his mouth, and he was still wrestling with Xiao Feng, and he jumped to both sides at this moment.

"Brother Kou, slow down, this person has a blood feud with me, let me kill him. Xiao Feng said loudly.

"It's okay, killing people to pay for their lives, and paying off debts, this is a matter of course. Kou Hao nodded and smiled.

Kou Hao knocked Murong Bo's head on the ground a few times, his face was covered with dust, his forehead was bleeding, and he looked very embarrassed. Then, Xiao Feng came over and performed the dragon capture skill to firmly capture Murong Bo.

"I'll leave it to you, you can kill as much as you want. The grudge of the year should be settled, and people must pay the price for their actions. Kou Hao said.

At this time, a very old and distant voice said: "The Scripture Pavilion is a pure place to read books, why do you want to fight and kill here?"

The six masters here were all quite surprised, because suddenly there were outsiders here, and they didn't feel it.

Kou Hao and the others followed the sound and looked at the window, but saw an old monk with a white beard sweeping the ground, his body was thin and rickety, and it seemed that a gust of wind would blow it down.

This is the sweeping monk.,It seems that its sweeping efficiency is very low.,There's no pursuit every day.,It's quite leisurely.。 In other words, no one will notice him in this world.

"Hey, old monk, when did you get here?" Xiao Yuanshan was surprised how he had quietly arrived here, so he asked.

This is also the doubt in the hearts of other people present, and it is a great threat to be able to come to the side silently. Just imagine, if this person has malicious intent and sneaks in, wouldn't he be able to catch him off guard and succeed in a sneak attack?

Kou Hao watched this scene for a long time, and it was really good to be able to see the demeanor of the sweeping monk, and no matter what level of his martial arts had reached, he was just so detached from the world and had compassion for others, which made people very admirable.

However, the hermit life that Kou Hao has always longed for should not be so hard, but in a place with beautiful mountains and rivers, wouldn't it be comfortable to go boating with a beautiful woman and play a piano and flute ensemble?

The sweeping monk didn't seem to hear Xiao Yuanshan's question, and was still slowly sweeping the fallen leaves all over the ground, as if all the important things outside the world were nothing here, and they were not as important as the fallen leaves in front of him.

When Xiao Yuanshan was about to ask again, the sweeping monk finally responded: "You asked me when I came here, hey, even I can't remember it myself." Maybe thirty years, maybe more than thirty years. It's really bad for people to remember when they're old, when I just came, I was just the same age as Lord Xiao and Lord Murong Shi, but in a blink of an eye, I was too old to look like that. ”

Suddenly, for some reason, a strong wind blew in the courtyard, and many fallen leaves flew all over the sky, and I couldn't see the situation clearly.

In the blink of an eye, the sweeping monk was already in the scripture pavilion.

Kou Hao didn't know if it was because the sweeping monk was too familiar with the place here, or if he deliberately showed martial arts to intimidate the people present.

"Actually, Lord Xiao, I saw it when you first came. At that time, you were trying to choose the secrets of martial arts, and I put a Buddhist scripture, but you ignored it......" The sweeping monk said.

Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan were shocked in their hearts, they once thought that only the two of them were here to learn martial arts, but they didn't expect that all this would be seen by the sweeping monks. Now they feel like they have been caught as a thief, quite apprehensive.

When the sweeping monk said a lot of words, Xiao Feng said: "That's good, master, you don't have to worry about this matter anymore, I'm going to slaughter this old Murong thief now and avenge the unjust soul who once died under his conspiracy!"

"Amitabha, don't be like this, when is the time to repay the wrongs, please also ask Lord Xiao Shi to put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the ground. The sweeper persuaded.

"It's impossible, he can get away with killing someone, and we can't take revenge?" Xiao Feng said in a deep voice. (To be continued.) )