This sudden change surprised everyone, the appearance of the sweeping monk, and then his departure, only happened in a very short time, so many people in the rivers and lakes present did not understand what was happening in the field, and the sweeping monk had already left slowly, and when they looked back, even Xiao Feng and Murong Fu had disappeared.

The audience was silent, and the eyes were almost dull, but they unconsciously recalled the scene when the sweeping monk left, such a magical step was completely beyond their cognitive scope, obviously, there is no doubt that this sweeping monk, compared to Murong Fu Xiao Feng and others, is definitely only stronger than weak.

And everyone in the Shaolin sect on the side thought in their hearts: "This old monk is dressed up, he is a serving monk who is a miscellaneous servant in this temple, how can he have such a cultivation?" Although the serving monk is a monk of Shaolin Temple, he only shaves his degree and does not worship his teacher, does not teach martial arts, does not practice meditation, and naturally there are very few people who know martial arts, not to mention the terrifying cultivation that the sweeping monk showed just now, this immediate fact, but they cannot be allowed to believe it!

At this moment, countless people oozed a chill from their hearts, thinking that Murong Fu's martial arts were already unparalleled in the world and unparalleled in the world, but at this moment, they realized that this seemingly half-dead old monk was actually the most terrifying......

"Fox King, don't chase it, with the sect master's light skills, even if we try our best at this moment, we may not be able to catch up, not to mention that the sect leader has already gone away at this moment!" On the side, Xi Feng stared at the situation in the field, then turned his head and said to Lan Qing, who was just about to chase after him.

Hearing this, Lan Qing also put away the steps he had just taken, glanced at Xi Feng, and then sighed and said with a wry smile: "Xi Zuo is right, at this moment, we are afraid that we will not be able to catch up!"

"Zuo Envoy, the sect master has already left, so what should we do?" Behind Xi Feng, the boss of the four gates of heaven and earth, the master of the Heavenly Gate asked cautiously.

Xi Feng waved his hand, and then turned his gaze to the front, knowing that these people could be regarded as Murong Fu's descendants, where should I go to find Murong Fu, yes, at the moment, he said to the four ministers and You Tanzhi: "Brother Deng, I am equivalent to the subordinates of the Murong Sect Master, and now that the Sect Master has left, how can I find the traces of the Sect Master?"

Hearing this, everyone's eyes were also on Deng Baichuan, and then they saw the situation and muttered for a while, "The prince is leaving this time, we are afraid that we can't go to find him, so let's go down the Shaoshan first, and the big guy is waiting for the return of the prince at the foot of the Shaomu Mountain!"

Xi Feng didn't object, and he knew that he had no other way at the moment, so he had to nod his head slightly, and smiled at Deng Baichuan: "Then it's as Brother Deng said!"

Hearing what Xi Feng said, Deng Baichuan turned his head to look at the Shaolin faction, and said with a light smile: "Abbot Xuanci, according to the previous agreement with my son-in-law, the grievances between the Shaolin faction and my Gusu Murong clan should also be written off, right?"

The corners of Xuan Ci's mouth twitched, and he didn't want to lose his credibility in front of countless martial arts colleagues at the moment, so he could only nod stiffly and said, "This is natural!"

The most sarcastic bag on the side was different, glanced at Xuan Ci, whose face was not very good-looking, smiled, said that the halo glanced at the field, and said with a smile: "There are still a lot of abbots of Xuan Ci, but today I am afraid that this hero conference will be difficult to hold anymore, in this case, everyone should leave separately, you must know that the abbot has to reunite with his family this time, don't delay the time of abbot Xuan Ci!"

Bao Wei's words are not poisonous, originally at this moment, everyone's minds have been placed on the grievances between Xiao Feng and Murong Fu, but his words have pulled everyone's scattered minds back again, and in an instant, the group of heroes immediately sounded lively whispers.

As soon as he said this, hundreds of angry eyes from the Shaolin faction shot at him.

Seeing this, although Deng Baichuan was happy in his heart, he also knew the measure, and his voice sounded at the right time: "Third brother, don't talk much, this is a Shaolin faction family matter, don't we intervene?" and then arched his hand and said: "Since the conference is over, then I won't stay long, if I have time in the future, I will visit again and say goodbye!"

At this time, Xi Feng and Lan Qing couldn't help but smile, knowing that they were going to pit him the Shaolin faction before leaving, Xi Feng, who was already extremely disgusted with the Shaolin faction, naturally supported it, and cooperated at the moment, and said to the disciples of the four sects of heaven and earth, wind and thunder behind him: "Everyone listen to my orders, go down the mountain with me!"

At the same time, the storm beckoned to the two girls in the distance: "Sister Azhu, Uncle Xiao and Gongzi went with the old monk, for a while, I don't know if I can come back, you still go with us!"

Although they also want to stay and watch the ugly things of the Shaolin faction, it is obvious at this moment that because the two parties have already torn their faces, if they stay in Shaolin like this, they will inevitably be a little embarrassed, plus their backbone Murong Fu, they don't know where they are at this moment, and it is only because everyone has decided to leave Shaolin!

When everyone left, and at this moment, Abbot Xuanci's face changed several times, and finally thought about the century-old reputation of the Shaolin faction, his face tightened, and after a long sigh of relief, in front of a group of martial arts colleagues, he said loudly: "The old man has violated the great precepts of Buddhism, which damages the reputation of Shaolin, and the senior brother of Xuanci, according to the precepts of this temple, how should he be punished?"

Under the blue sky, the wind burst out, and a figure carried a sharp sound of breaking the air, flashing like lightning, and looking carefully, the figure was still holding two pretty and lovely people in his hands.

It is Murong Fu, Wang Yuyan and Abi who chased after the monks!

In a desolate place in Shaolin Temple, there is only an extremely simple wooden house and a large locust tree, and in addition, there is only a flat area, which seems to be very quiet here.

"Snort" "Snort" "Snort"

Murong Fu's figure suddenly flashed out, and immediately mixed with an extremely sharp breaking momentum, swept from a distance, and finally landed heavily in this desolate and remote place.

Murong Fu's speed was much faster than Xiao Feng's, it was to pull Xiao Feng far behind, and he had already rushed here, and saw from a distance that under the locust tree that he didn't know how old he was, there was a person standing, with a white beard hanging down his chest, wearing a green cloth monk's robe, and he was the sweeping monk who took the first step, and he slid forward more than ten zhang at the moment, and finally fell slowly.

Murong Fu took the two daughters and ran to the sweeping monk with his breath: "Senior!"

"Little guy, you are much stronger than your unsuccessful father, responsible, responsible, decisive, Gusu Murong has a son, I am very pleased!"

Seeing Murong Fu's arrival, the palm of the sweeping monk gently patted Murong Fu's shoulder, looking at the slightly thin figure in front of him, but able to stand up to the sky, his eyes couldn't help but moisten slightly......

In fact, from the very beginning, he saw the situation in the field clearly, and when he took on all the grievances for Murong Bo, fighting the Shaolin monks alone, and Xiao Yuanshan's father and son, the sweeping monk only sighed, compared to Murong Fu's actions, even if he was as strong as the sweeping monk, he was ashamed!

After a few breaths, Xiao Feng also arrived, carrying Xiao Yuanshan's body, and landed under the locust tree, and then said to the sweeping monk: "Please also ask the seniors to be merciful and save my father!" After speaking, he bowed to the sweeping monk!

The sweeping monk turned his head, nodded slightly, but did not answer, even if he bypassed Xiao Feng, walked slowly towards Xiao Yuanshan, and stayed in front of him, the palm of the sweeping monk was slammed on Xiao Yuanshan's "big vertebral acupoint", followed by several palms, and finally saw the top of Xiao Yuanshan's head slowly emitting white gas, and it became thicker and thicker.

And Murong Fu on the side saw Xiao Feng fall to the ground, walked over and stretched out his hand to pull Xiao Feng up, and said lightly: "The man has gold under his knees, today, you have knelt down twice!"

Xiao Feng stood up, and when he heard Murong Fu's words, he was also stunned, and immediately smiled bitterly: "Whether it is a hero or a hero, or an ordinary man, if I can relieve my father's pain, let alone kneel twice, it will make me kneel for a long time, I am willing!"

As he spoke, Xiao Feng saw that Xiao Yuanshan's figure trembled slightly, and then his eyes swept over Xiao Yuanshan's face, and he suddenly hesitated: "Are you really sure, this senior will definitely be able to heal my father's internal injuries?"

"Don't worry, since the predecessor has promised, he is naturally sure, otherwise he will not promise easily!" Looking at Xiao Feng, who did not live up to his previous arrogance at this moment, there was also a touch of helplessness in Murong Fu's eyes!

At this moment, including Wang Yuyan and Abi, several people's eyes were on the sweeping monk, and at this moment, the sweeping monk was sitting cross-legged behind Xiao Yuanshan, with his palms against Xiao Yuanshan's vest, and his internal force slowly crossed towards Xiao Yuanshan.

After about a cup of tea, everyone gradually heard that Xiao Yuanshan seemed to be breathing again, and slowly from low to loud, getting heavier and heavier, and then his face became red, and then he seemed to drip blood, and between his eyebrows, there was a faint look of pain, as if he was fighting against something.

With the condensation of internal force, it became more and more rapid, and I don't know how long it took, but the eyes of the sweeping monk were suddenly opened!

"Lonely yin is not born, only yang is not long, yin and yang are combined, and the void fire is angry, and it is only then that all of them can be resolved!" "At this moment, the sweeping monk who had opened his eyes immediately came out with a low shout, and in an instant, the vast and majestic breath on his body erupted, and his hands were like butterflies wearing flowers, and they changed violently, and the surging internal force was surging towards Xiao Yuanshan.

Wang Yuyan and A Bi are not strong in martial arts, so they don't feel it, but Murong Fu and Xiao Feng looked at the sweeping monk with some consternation, especially the momentum caused by the latter's internal force just now, which made the surprise on the faces of the two even worse.

And with the influx of the sweeping monk's internal force, Xiao Yuanshan's face gradually changed from red to pale, and at the same time, the painful color on his face gradually receded at this moment...... (To be continued.) )