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Xiao Yuanshan was also very surprised when he saw that the old monk killed Murong Bo with one palm, and when he heard him ask him like this, he couldn't help but feel at a loss in his heart, and he was speechless. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

In the past 30 years, Xiao Yuanshan has been planning to avenge the hatred of killing his wife and taking his son. In this year, the truth appeared, and he killed the heroes of the Central Plains who participated in the Battle of Yanmen Pass one by one. Later, I learned that the eldest brother who took the lead was Shaolin abbot Xuan Ci, but the traitor who learned of the false transmission and caused a tragedy was the gray-clothed monk Murong Bo, who was also lurking in the temple and fought with him three times. How do you know that an unknown old monk came out for no reason, and if he didn't do anything, he would kill his great hatred and death. All of a sudden, he was like being in the clouds, fluttering, and there was no place in this world.

Suddenly, the great enemies who have hated for decades died in front of them one by one, and it stands to reason that they should be very happy, but in their hearts they are really lonely and desolate, and they only feel that there is nothing to do in this world, and life is in vain. He squinted his eyes at Murong Bo, who was leaning on the residence, and saw that his face was peaceful, and there was a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he was happier than alive after he died. Xiao Yuanshan was faintly envious of his blessings in his heart, but he felt that he was a hundred, and after a person died, everything was a sale. In an instant, my heart was depressed: "The enemies are all dead, and my enemies are all revenge." Where am I going? Will I go back to Daliao? What am I going to do? Will I go to seclusion outside the Yanmen Pass? What am I going to do? Wandering the world with my peaks? Wandering all over the world? For what?"

The sweeping monk said: "Old Donor Xiao, where are you going, please do it." ”

Xiao Yuanshan shook his head and said, "I... But where am I going? I have nowhere to go. ”

The sweeping monk said again: "Old Murong donor, I killed you, you failed to avenge this revenge with your own hands, because you have regrets in your heart, don't you?"

Xiao Yuanshan was silent for a long time before he said, "No, even if you don't kill him, I don't want to kill him." ”

The old monk nodded and said, "Yes, but this Murong Shaoxia is saddened by his father's death, but he wants to find the old man to take revenge on you, but how is it good?"

Xiao Yuanshan was disheartened and said: "The great monk is acting on my behalf, and Murong Shaoxia wants to avenge his father, even if he comes to kill me." ”

Sighing, Xiao Yuanshan continued: "It's good that he came to take my life. Feng'er, go back to Daliao, our business is done, and the road has come to an end. ”

Xiao Feng shouted, "Daddy, you"

The sweeping monk said: "If Murong Shaoxia kills you, your son will inevitably kill Murong Shaoxia again to avenge you, when will it be time to repay you with such grievances?

"Stop!" Xiao Feng was shocked, this old monk could kill Murong Bo and his father with one palm. With both palms out, he slammed into the sweeping monk's chest. He originally admired the old monk very much, but at this time, in order to save his father, he had to fight with all his might. The old monk stretched out his left palm and pushed Xiao Feng's palms to block it, but his right palm was still slapped on the top of Xiao Yuanshan's head.

Xiao Yuanshan didn't think to resist, seeing that the old monk's right palm was about to touch his head, the old monk suddenly shouted, and his right palm struck at Xiao Feng.

The power of Xiao Feng's palms was about to hold his left palm, and suddenly saw that his right palm turned to attack him, and immediately pulled out his left palm to resist, and shouted at the same time: "Daddy, go, go quickly!" Unexpectedly, the old monk's right palm changed direction halfway, innocent and false, just to divert the power of one palm in Xiao Feng's palms, so as to reduce the force of pushing himself. As soon as Xiao Feng's left palm returned, the old monk's right palm immediately circled, and a soft sound of the wave hit the top door of Xiao Yuanshan.

At this moment, Xiao Feng's right palm had already hit, and with a bang, it hit the old monk's chest hard, followed by a few clicks, and a few ribs were broken. The old monk smiled slightly and said, "What a handsome kung fu! Eighteen palms of the dragon descend, sure enough, it is the first in the world." As soon as the word "one" was spoken, a stream of blood spurted out of his mouth.

Xiao Feng was stunned for a while, and went over to support his father, but seeing that his breathing stopped and his heart was no longer beating, he was already exhausted, and he was filled with grief for a while, and he had no idea.

The sweeping monk said: "It's time, it's time to go!" grabbed the back collar of Xiao Yuanshan's corpse with his right hand, grabbed the back collar of Murong Bo's corpse with his left hand, and took a big stride, as if he was walking in a void, and after a few steps, he stepped out of the window.

Xiao Feng and Murong Fu shouted in unison: "You... What are you doing?" and struck the old monk in the back with the same palm force. In a moment, the two of them were still incompatible, trying to fight to the death, when their fathers were both killed, and they joined forces to pursue their opponents. The two of them have combined their palms, and their strength is even greater. The old monk floated forward several feet like a paper kite under the push of the two palms, still grasping the two corpses with both hands, and the three bodies were fluttering, not like flesh and blood.

Xiao Feng jumped sharply and chased out of the window, only to see the old monk carrying the two corpses in his hand and walking straight down the mountain. Xiao Feng quickened his pace, and he could catch up behind him with only three feet and two steps, but the strange light skill of the old monk was really something he had never seen in his life, as if he had evil arts. Xiao Feng ran hard, only to feel that the mountain wind was blowing like a knife, and he knew that he was running at a strange speed, but he was always two or three feet away from the old monk.

The old monk turned around in the middle of the barren mountain, turned west, and came to a flat place in the forest, put the two corpses under a tree, and sat cross-legged posture, sitting behind the two corpses, and blocking the vests of the two corpses with both palms. As soon as he sat down, Xiao Feng had already arrived.

As soon as Xiao Feng arrived, he raised his palm, and with a move, Kanglong regretted it, and struck out in an instant. However, he was blocked by Xiao Han, who was following behind him, with a move of the Yangguan Three Stacks in the palm of the Six Yangs of the Tianshan Mountains!

"Master Xiao, I respect you as my second brother's master, and I am kind to me, I don't want to do anything with you, please get out of the way!" Xiao Feng said angrily.

In this regard, Xiao Han expressed his understanding. Nonsense! You Lao Tzu was killed, and then the corpse was still being fiddled with, aren't you angry?

Xiao Han rolled his eyes and said, "What's the hurry, if your palm just now, if it really hits, Xiao Yuanshan will really die!"

"What!! my father isn't dead?" Xiao Feng said in surprise: "I hope Master Xiao will tell me." ”

"Wait and see. Xiao Han said casually.

Suddenly, I only heard the old monk shouting: "Duh! The four hands hold each other, and the internal breath corresponds, using yin to help yang, and yang to turn yin." Wang Baxiong's picture, the sea of blood is deeply hated, all return to dust, and disappear into invisibility!"

Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo's four hands were originally holding each other, listening to the old man's drink, he couldn't help but tighten his palms, and the internal breath in each person's body poured over to each other, and they understood it to make up for the deficiency, and their faces gradually turned red and blue respectively, and became pale After a while, the two opened their eyes at the same time and smiled at each other.

Xiao Feng and Murong Fu each saw their father open their eyes and smile, and they were indescribably relieved. I saw Xiao Yuanshan and Xiao Feng standing up hand in hand and kneeling down in front of the old monk together. The old monk said: "You two have gone from life to death, from death to life, what else can you not let go of in your heart? If Shicai dies, what are the thoughts of reviving Dayan and taking revenge on your wife?"

Xiao Yuanshan said: "The disciple has been a monk in Shaolin Temple for thirty years, it is all fake, and there is no compassion of a Buddhist disciple, so I implore the master to include it." ”

The sweeping monk said: "You don't want to avenge your wife's murder?"

Xiao Yuanshan said: "The disciple kills people in his life, and he doesn't have to worry about hundreds, if the family members of the people I killed come to me for revenge, even if the disciple dies a hundred times, he is not enough." ”

The old monk turned to Murong Bo and said, "What about you?"

Murong Bo smiled slightly and said, "The common people are like dust, and the emperor is like dust. Dayan is empty if it does not return to the country, and it is also empty when it is restored. ”

The sweeping monk laughed and said, "Great enlightenment, good, good!"

Murong Bo said: "Ask the master to accept him as a disciple and be more enlightened." ”

The sweeping monk said: "If you want to become a monk, you need to ask the masters in the Shaolin Temple to shave your degree." I have a few words that I might as well share with you. "Immediately sit upright and say.

Xiao Feng and Murong Fu saw their father kneeling, and then knelt down. Xuan Nan, Xuan Bei and other monks who followed later, listening to the sweeping monk talk about the subtleties, couldn't help but admire, and knelt down one by one. For a while, Xiao Han was the only one standing proudly in the field!

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