"What, the Dafa of Gonggong",

Murong Fu's face was full of shock and horror, just when he was at a loss, panicked and confused, an anxious voice came from nowhere, and there was an obvious old meaning in the voice,

"Fu'er, quickly use the bucket to turn the stars"

This sentence was a typical Murong Fu in an instant, Murong Fu barely controlled his arm, grabbed the bag that rushed over after he was loyal to the Lord, and the turmoil was evil,

"Childe, you ......"

Bao Wei and the storm fell into the unexpectedly unexpectedly son-in-law of his own family would frame himself like this, those unbelievable eyes, Murong Fu felt guilty and uneasy, but he had no choice, in order to preserve his internal strength, he could only sacrifice these two subordinates, who let them just rush over!!

In less than a minute, the internal force of Bao Wei and the evil of the storm was sucked dry, and he fell to the ground softly, falling into a coma, Murong Fu lost his target that could be transferred, and fell into crisis again.

Shout......

At the critical moment, a white energy shot out from the attic of Shaolin Temple, and a black-clothed masked man followed closely behind.

"Finally willing to come out",

Jiang Feng's face was overjoyed, he let go of Murong Fu, leaned back, and avoided the qi, which did not hit Jiang Feng, but shot in the chest of a victim next to him, and the unlucky guy vomited blood wildly, fell to the ground, and didn't know why until he died. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

It turns out that there is a price to be paid for watching the play!

"Senior, it's you"!

Murong Fu was saved, and ran to the black-clothed man who flew over in surprise, it was this black-clothed senior who reminded him to use Douzhuan Star Shift just now, otherwise his internal strength might have been absorbed,

"Murong Bo, Young Master Ben has wanted to kill you for a long time",

Jiang Feng stepped hard under his feet, stepping out of a deep pit on the ground, and the whole person rushed towards the black-clothed man who had just landed like a cannonball.

The eyes of the man in black trembled, and he could clearly feel that the eyes of the people around him had become a little different, especially the excited and confused appearance of his son Murong Fu, and the Shaolin abbot Xuan Ci, who was full of grief, and the surrounding people who ate melons were also at a loss, and they didn't understand why Jiang Feng called the man in black Murong Bo,

The man in black was Murong Bo, but he had never intended to disclose his identity, if it weren't for his son's life in danger, he would never have appeared, even if Jiang Feng's identity was revealed, he didn't answer.

Whoosh, bang, bang......

In the blink of an eye, the black-clothed and masked Murong Bo and Jiang Feng fought dozens of moves, their fists were fierce, and the sound was piercing the air.

Jiang Feng had the intention to test Murong Bo's martial arts, so he did not use the innate yang finger, but formed a fist with both hands, and opened the bow left and right, in the past two months, Jiang Feng used the Northern Spiritual Skill to absorb a lot of knights' internal force, so the internal force has been refined, close to a hundred years, although he has not practiced boxing, but a hundred years of internal strength, but it is not a decoration,

The fist is like a tiger, the tiger is out of the gate, the whip leg is like a knife, and the wind is roaring,

The moment the two fought, Murong Bo, who was dressed in black and masked, showed a shocked expression, as if he didn't expect Jiang Feng to have such a strong internal force at such a young age, and he couldn't breathe because of that internal force, but the only thing to be thankful for was that Jiang Feng's boxing skills were not exquisite.

"I have long heard that the martial arts of the young master of Juxian Village are invincible in the world, and when I see it today, it really lives up to its reputation".

The old man's voice came out of Murong Bo's mouth,

"Don't talk nonsense, even if you say that you break the sky, you will definitely die today, or hurry up and let me see, what kung fu have you learned in Shaolin Temple over the years",

Jiang Feng's fist was like a hammer, opening the bow left and right, hitting up and down in a row, crisscrossing and crisscrossing, not giving Murong Bo a chance to breathe,

Murong Bo set off a monstrous wave in his heart, he had been hiding in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion of Shaolin Temple for all these years to learn martial arts, asking himself that no one knew, but now he was broken by a young man, how not to be surprised,

Thinking that all his secrets were being peeped at by this young man, Murong Bo's eyes were slight, murderous and wanton, his palms were clapping, the void and the reality were clear, and the thick palm wind was as heavy as a mountain,

"This ...... This is the Pranya palm in the seventy-two Shaolin stunts."

Shaolin abbot Xuan Ci, his face was shocked, several monks in robes behind him were also shocked, seventy-two stunts have always been a secret of Shaolin, if it is stolen by outsiders, it will definitely be a disaster for Shaolin.

Bang Bang ...... Boom!

Melee combat, fists to the flesh, not as chic as long-range attacks, but full of primitive savage collisions, fist-to-palm confrontations, flesh-to-flesh collisions, igniting the flames of this battle, the wind sweeps, the wind howls,

"Cut off the feet of the children and grandchildren"!

Jiang Feng's guy was very insidious, he fought and did everything he could, holding the ground with one hand, and kicking Murong Bo's crotch with both feet, completely ignoring morality, and throwing aside the mystery of his young owner, which made Wang Yuyan next to him blush.

Murong Bo was furious and leaped up, thinking that he had avoided the attack, but he found that Jiang Feng slapped the ground with both palms, flew upwards in an upside-down posture, and continued to chase his crotch kick with his feet, that posture and movement were simply the same as Foshan's shadowless feet.

Smack, smack, smack......

Murong Bo in mid-air slapped out with both palms, and the Jedi counterattacked, but under the effect of the counterattack, he flew higher and higher, and Jiang Feng was like a maggot on the tarsal bone, chasing after him, as if he decided to kick his balls,

Bang, bang......

"Monkey steals peaches"!

Jiang Feng's movements changed, his hands became grasping, and he continued to grab towards Murong Bo's crotch, Murong Bo was scared and cried, what kind of grudge do I have with you, you want to fix me like this!

"Participation refers to"!

Murong Bo's index finger shook in front of him, and suddenly shot out a burst of energy, which broke through the air and went straight to Jiang Feng's chest,

Jiang Feng's eyes froze, and he also lost his playful mentality, and his index finger lightly touched the qi in front of him, and the qi wave was suddenly poked away and turned into a little starlight.

"Murong Bo, if you don't have any other means, then today is your death date",

Jiang Feng's index fingers in both hands, lingering golden light, a 'whoosh' sound came out, and the golden beam of light was launched like a bullet.

"The poor monk traveled thousands of miles from the Tubo country to the Central Plains, just to see the master of the Central Plains martial arts, when I saw it today, the skills were itchy and unbearable, and the poor monk also came", Gu Mozhi's eyes flashed, and he seemed to recognize Murong Bo's identity, he had received Murong Bo's favor back then, so he also joined the battlefield and used the famous stunt 'Flame Palm' to attack Jiang Feng together,

"Haha, it's a good time, Young Master Ben will let you know what despair is today",

Jiang Feng laughed, one against two, not afraid,

Murong Bo and Gu Mozhi are both the top martial artists in the Eight Divisions of the Heavenly Dragon, and it can be seen from Gu Mozhi's previous words that he should have learned the complete Six-Vein Divine Sword, Gu Mozhi himself is a martial arts wizard, coupled with the anti-heaven special effect of the Six-Vein Divine Sword, his strength is stronger than in the original book,

"Seven Flame Slashes",

Gu Mozhi spun and jumped, and when he waved his hands, seven fiery red crescents were released, and the crescents spun and flew out, sweeping the heat wave like a whirling blade,

"Prajna Palm"!

Murong Fu, who was dressed in black and masked, also used the Panruo palm he had secretly learned in Shaolin Temple, white internal force, condensed palm shadows, and shot thirteen times in a row, each palm shadow was the size of a basin, with a terrifying aura, like a mountain stone. (To be continued.) )