The fight between the two came and went quickly, and after the destruction of the surroundings was a mess, the aftermath that swept around was gradually weakened, until the final one completely dissipated, and with Xiao Yuanshan's defeat, there was a mess left between the two.

At this moment, Xiao Yuanshan's face covered by the black curtain had already appeared a faint pale, obviously, the previous full force of the powerful Vajra palm, coupled with Murong Fu's internal force to retreat, also caused a considerable consumption to itself.

However, even if he used the powerful Vajra palm, he was still defeated by Murong Fu's hands, looking at the purple-clothed young man who was still standing on the opposite side, Xiao Yuanshan's eyes crossed a touch of solemnity.

The corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching a few times, the more he fought with Murong Fu, the more he could feel Murong Fu's terror, although every time Murong Fu made a move, he didn't see how fierce he was, nor how fast he was, but there was no lack of ruthlessness in his plainness, and he didn't let go of the fleeting opportunities and flaws, so the people who fought with him felt extremely aggrieved.

Fighting with Xiao Yuanshan just now, it was purely Xiao Yuanshan who shot at him first, and Murong Fu's annoyance followed Xiao Yuanshan's shot to find a catharsis point, it was Murong Fu who would fight Xiao Yuanshan unrelentingly, but at this moment Murong Fu suddenly came back to his senses.

Looking at Xiao Yuanshan's face clenched and angry eyes, Murong Fu's heart churned slightly, and then, the killing intent that had emerged before slowly dissipated

Xiao Yuanshan and his Gusu Murong clan can almost be regarded as deep as the sea, after all, if it weren't for Murong Bo's self-righteous strategy, there would be no Yanmen Pass War, let alone Xiao Yuanshan's family ruined, if there were no all of this, then Xiao Yuanshan would not have become such a crazy and persistent madman as he is now, in the final analysis, all of this is just a sin created by Murong Bo.

It is natural for the father to repay the debt of the son, although Murong Fu disapproves of that bastard Murong Bo, but the intimacy in the blood and the residual obsession of the predecessor make Murong Fu unable to let go of this burden at all, his surname is Murong, he is Murong Bo's son, this is the result that he can't change no matter what

Murong Fu admits that he is not a soft-hearted person, but facing Xiao Yuanshan at this moment, he really can't do it, even if he knows that Xiao Yuanshan will not let him go Murong Fu in the future, he still can't mention the intention of killing.

What kind of grievances are there between Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo that is worth Murong Bo's deliberate efforts to ruin his family?

In the final analysis, there is no intersection between the two at all, it's just because Murong Bo's own selfishness ruined Xiao Yuanshan's family, in this case, how can Murong Fu be able to kill Xiao Yuanshan again?

He Murong Fu is not a saint, but he is definitely not a person who loves to kill, he is just a normal person with flesh and blood and thoughts.

At this moment, Murong Fu's boiling killing intent gradually disappeared, and he looked at Xiao Yuanshan with a complicated face, but he didn't take a step forward, this is not the benevolence of Murong Fu's woman, he is timid, not decisive enough, and he doesn't dare to kill Xiao Yuanshan, but he can't pass the hurdle in his heart, he would rather stand in a dignified and upright perspective to fight for life and death, and he would never want to beat Xiao Yuanshan to death like this.

The atmosphere of silence shrouded the two of them, perhaps influenced by the emotions of Murong Fu and Xiao Yuanshan, and even the birds and beasts chirping in the treetops slowly calmed down at this moment.

Xiao Yuanshan's surname has changed greatly after his own death, he is suspicious in everything, and there is a ruthless and arrogant attitude in his paranoia, which makes him even more fierce, but he thinks that Murong Fu is thinking about how to deal with himself at this moment, and there is a cold luster in the corners of his eyes, which makes people feel chills in their hearts: "No, I can't go on in such a stalemate, even if I die, I have to pull this kid down and cushion my back!"

Such a thought flashed in his heart, and after glancing at Murong Fu, who was still pondering, Xiao Yuanshan almost did not hesitate at all, stomped on his feet, his figure flashed away, and a faint whistling sound resounded out of thin air, and his body trembled, it turned into a black line, as fast as lightning, and flashed towards Murong Fu.

Xiao Yuanshan's palm startled the birds on the treetops, causing a commotion, Xiao Yuanshan's palm was a sudden move, from the movement of his body to the angry attack without a trace of signs, until Murong came back to his senses, when he wanted to parry at this moment, it was too late.

At this moment, a thin monk in a green robe took a few steps forward weakly, as if shrinking into inches, and appeared in front of Murong Fu in the blink of an eye.

The moment this invisible wall with a little calm and peace appeared in front of Murong Fu's eyes, Murong Fu's tense body also suddenly relaxed, the solemnity in his eyes quickly dissipated, and the little internal force that had just been condensed on the palm of his hand also quietly dispersed, only to see Xiao Yuanshan's overwhelming palm power crashing into this wall, disappearing without a trace, disappearing into invisibility.

And Xiao Yuanshan on the side saw that this old monk could defuse his attack so easily, and his heart sank, he had fought countless times in his life, and he had seen a lot of various subtle and exquisite studies, but the old monk in front of him was able to turn his internal force into an invisible wall, and his skills were much stronger than his own.

Xiao Yuanshan saw that although this old monk looked trembling, his shot was as unfathomable as the sea and the abyss, and he couldn't help but feel a little uneasy in his heart, and stared at Xiao Yuanshan tightly: "Who is Your Excellency?"

The old monk who suddenly appeared was very old, and his sparse long beard was already completely white, and the old monk sighed, only to see that his eyes were blank and completely unenergetic, and he muttered: "Who am I?"

Murong Fu heard the sudden appearance of the old monk speak to himself, and hurriedly bowed down and said, "Senior!" The old monk's shot just now fell in Murong Fu's eyes without pulling a trace, and he was able to condense an invisible high power to easily defuse Xiao Yuanshan's attack with a wave of his hand, looking at the entire Tianlong, there was probably only that legendary figure - the sweeping monk!

The sweeping monk slowly raised his head, looked Murong Fu up and down a few times, and his eyes, which were almost covered by his eyebrows, seemed to show a trace of satisfaction, and said, "You are a disciple of the Gusu Murong clan?"

Murong Fu somehow, when he saw the sweeping monk in front of him, he suddenly felt an indescribable sense of awe at him, and then he thought about it, maybe it was because the person in front of him had reached the realm of the supreme grandmaster, yes, he didn't care at the moment, nodded and replied: "The kid is the contemporary head of the Gusu Yanziwu Shenhe Village. ”

When the sweeping monk heard this, he nodded slightly, and then a voice came out: "The current head of the family, then the previous head of the family must have also died." ”

When Murong Fu heard the words of the sweeping monk, he thought of Murong Bo, and suddenly an inexplicable feeling came to his heart, although Murong Fu could not change the relationship between them, he was determined not to admit the father-son relationship with Murong Bo, yes, at this moment, Murong Fu couldn't go on anyway.

Seeing that Murong Fu didn't answer, the sweeping monk shook his head slightly, as if he was sighing for something, and then the sweeping monk slowly turned his head and looked at Xiao Yuanshan, Xiao Yuanshan saw that his eyes were dull, as if he didn't see it, but it seemed to be a secret hidden in his heart, every thing was clearly seen through by him, and he couldn't help but feel furious in his heart, his whole body was very uncomfortable, cold sweat was dripping down, and his consciousness was almost taken away!

I only heard the sweeping monk put his hands together and said: "Amitabha, since this Murong monk has already let Xiao Jushi go and no longer makes a move, why should Xiao Jushi press step by step?"

Xiao Yuanshan is a Khitan person, naturally has a wolf surname in his bones, although he is old, he does not reduce his fierce spirit, and said loudly: "The two fight either you die or I die, the old man is such a brave and ruthless person, seeing this great opportunity, are you unwilling to let it go?"

The emotions in Murong Fu's eyes were constricted to the depths of his heart, but he didn't speak, but stared straight at Xiao Yuanshan, who was straight, and said in a hoarse voice: "You go!"

Hearing this, Xiao Yuanshan's face changed drastically in an instant, and then said, "You, won't you let me go?"

Standing up straight, Murong Fu looked at Xiao Yuanshan's surprised gaze, and there was an indescribable Xiao Suo in his voice: "Why did I kill you?" Looking at Xiao Yuanshan's motionless figure, he immediately sighed and said, "Before I change my mind, don't force me to regret it." ”

Taking a light breath, Xiao Yuanshan slowly raised his head, glanced at Murong Fu, and then stomped on his feet, his body jumped, and after a few breaths, he disappeared into the night

The monk smiled slightly, and said, "Good, good!" Murong Jushi can see clearly, such a poor monk will no longer bother, it's time to go back!"

Murong Fu heard the sweeping monk's words, but he also restrained his emotions and raised his head, but seeing that the sweeping monk was about to leave, he suddenly remembered something and said hurriedly: "Senior, wait a minute!"

The body of the sweeping monk suddenly paused, but he didn't turn around, only said lightly: "I don't know what else is going on with Murong Jushi?"

Murong Fu was suddenly silent, all along, he had a bold idea in his mind, but he didn't know how to say it, so he didn't say it for a while.

The sweeping monk waited for a while, but still didn't hear Murong Fu speak, sighed in his heart, his face suddenly calmed down, and after a while, he looked at Murong Fu, but it was more like facing himself, and sighed slightly: "Take good care of the foundation left by the ancestors of the Gusu Murong family!"