Chapter 211 - [Sweeping Monk, Xiaoyaozi]

In front of me are rows of bookshelves, neatly arranged with many scriptures.

In the corridor between the bookshelves, an older monk is gently dusting the dust from the books with a feather duster in his hand. Feeling that Murong had come back, the old monk was still unmoved and continued to work.

just said lightly: "Donor, Buddhism is a place close to you, please make a loud noise, you keep saying that you want to kill the old monk, could it be that the old monk has a deep hatred with you." The sea of suffering is boundless, turning back is the shore, why not put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha. ”

"Becoming a Buddha, what's so good about becoming a Buddha? I am the Ninety-Five, and the Buddha must also surrender at his feet, so why practice Buddha?" Murong Fu walked into the old monk step by step, and said with a smile: "As for the deep hatred, there are naturally some of them, in the past, you relied on your martial arts to flick your fingers and hurt me, have you forgotten? Also, you accepted the bald donkey abbot of Xuzhi as an apprentice and taught him martial arts to plot against me, do you want to clear up the relationship?"

The old monk turned his head slightly, looked at Murong Fu, and seemed to remember the events of the year, and a trace of displeasure appeared on his originally calm face, "It turned out to be you! What do you have to do with the monk in the fire room? If he hadn't saved you that day, how could you have stolen the "Yijin Sutra", which is a Shaolin thing, please return it immediately. ”

As he spoke, the old monk pinched his feather duster, took a step closer, and suddenly felt that his momentum changed instantly, and the whole person seemed to be no longer ordinary in a moment, and his whole body was full of coercion.

This is a kind of coercion that naturally reveals after the strength of internal strength reaches its peak, and most ordinary people will collapse instantly as soon as they feel this coercion.

But don't forget, Murong Fu is also the strength of the same realm.

Smiled lightly, his true anger was agitated, and he also released coercion, resisting the coercion of the old monk, and said disdainfully: "What kind of messy problems, let's not talk about whether there is the old monk you mentioned in the fire room, even if there is, I won't tell you if I know." Don't talk nonsense, look at how much you can do, use it all!"

Murong Fu pushed his anger into a wall, protected himself first, slashed with his sword, and killed him directly.

The old monk didn't dare to be careless, and floated back three steps, but also turned into a wall of gas in front of him, and the chicken feather duster was gently brushed out, and the chicken feathers on it turned into a sharp light and swept forward.

"Peng......

The two killing moves intersected, and the chicken feathers caught fire, all of which were ignited by the Xuandao knife qi.

The knife qi continued to move forward, and the sound of "wave" directly cut through the old monk's body protection qi wall, shocking the person to retreat again and again, knocking over the bookshelf behind him, and a mouthful of blood spurted out before stopping.

"Haha, so you're just that, old guy!"

Murong Fu continued to slash out the Xuan Dao and chased away, and the sword light passed, and the books on the bookshelves around him shattered and flew, turning into a rain of paper in the sky, all of which flew like flocculents with firelight.

Murong Fu didn't notice it, but at this moment, he felt that the strong wind behind him was cold, and a fierce palm force had already attacked. It turned out that the old monk didn't know what strange way he used, and he got out of his eyes in an instant, and instead rushed behind to attack and kill.

The palm is masculine and fierce, and it is the "Tianshan Six Yang Palm", but the palm technique is used from the hands of the old monk, and it is several times stronger. Murong Fu had also practiced this set of palm techniques, and he felt that he did not have such strength.

couldn't dodge, turned his hands around, left to make "Dou Zhuan Xing Shift", right to "Qiankun Great Shift", slammed out, and the attacking palm instantly changed direction, but attacked the old monk.

The old monk flickered, disappeared again, was taken aback, and said coldly: "Boy, how can you know that the great shift of the universe is not the remnants of the Ming Sect?"

Murong Fu heard the voice, but he didn't see it, he had already seen the old monk's body when he disappeared, he was also shocked, and he kept his heart and shouted: "I also asked you how to recognize the 'Tianshan Six Yang Palm' and 'Ling Bo Weibu', you old guy is the remnant of the Loose Sect." ”

"That's right, since you are a remnant of the Ming Sect, the old man will tell you the truth! The old man is the founding patriarch of the Easy Sect! In the past, it was the old man who led the three disciples to destroy your Ming Sect. ”

This sentence was flickering outside, and Murong Fu chased him out, only to see that the old monk had jumped onto the roof of the Scripture Pavilion, his white beard and gray robe fluttering like the wind, and his momentum was even stronger than before.

"The founding patriarch of the Carefree Sect, isn't this old guy a Carefree Son?"

Murong Fu strode with the wind, flew onto the roof, swept the Xuandao, and continued to attack the old monk.

The old monk nodded silently, admitted his identity, and lightly slapped his palm, dismantling Murong Fu's tricks. The two of you went back and forth, and they fought dozens of moves in an instant.

At this time, Xiaoyaozi swept away the decadence and withering, all of them were grandmaster style, and all kinds of martial arts of the Xiaoyao faction were at his fingertips, and the more he fought, the more courageous he became, and Murong Fu could no longer get benefits. It turned out that he was injured just now, but he didn't expect Murong Fu to advance by leaps and bounds, so he carelessly suffered a loss.

At this time, he dealt with it wholeheartedly, and Murong Fu had no chance of winning.

In the courtyard below, Murong Bo stopped sweeping the floor and raised his eyes to look at the two people fighting on the roof, and a strange light suddenly appeared in his eyes. Suddenly, he threw away the broom and kicked the ground, and flew upwards suddenly.

"Fu'er, you go quickly, my Dayan can't be left behind, you can't die!"

Could it be that Murong Bo saw that his son was facing death? That's right, he saw that Murong Fu was facing a crisis before he suddenly came to the rescue.

"It's empty, and you've escaped into the empty door for many years, but you can't let go of the mundane ......"

Xiaoyaozi's facial muscles twitched, and he turned his right palm to resist the killing move of the fingers, and his left palm pressed wildly, still attacking Murong Fu.

Murong Bo's firefly light, how could he resist Xiaoyaozi's killing moves. When he flew into the air, he was knocked down by a palm, vomited blood in mid-air, and fell into the courtyard.

"Murong Bo, what are you doing here!"

Although Murong Fu scolded people, he was actually still worried about him, avoided Xiaoyaozi's palm, and fell down to help Murong Bo's body. Led people to fly out in a hurry.

Murong Bo's blood was gurgling in his arms, and he couldn't stop pouring out the corners of his mouth, looking at Murong Fu, a smile suddenly bloomed on his face: "Fu'er, you, you didn't disappoint me, you didn't disappoint the Murong family, you really restored Dayan, although your father died, Jiuquan can rest assured......"

As he spoke, his eyes gradually dimmed, and Murong Fu ran out more than a hundred steps, and Murong Bo had died in his arms.

"Easy old ghost, Murong Bo is your apprentice, why do you still want to kill him?"

Murong Fu put down Murong Bo, roared wildly, stopped his steps, turned around, his true anger boiled, and stared at the chasing Xiaoyaozi and asked.

Xiaoyaozi stood lightly on a courtyard wall, without any emotion in his eyes, "If he wants to send him to death, how can I not fulfill him, what is the reason! Although you have high martial arts, you are never my opponent, since you are here to send me to death, to disrupt my life, what if I also send you to die?"

As he spoke, he turned his palm again, and pressed the Tianshan Six Yang Palms violently with a small Wuxiang Gong.

Murong Fu's anger soared, and he pushed his palms continuously, and a wall of true qi was blocked in front of him, but they were all rushed away by Xiaoyaozi's palm force and hit his heart.

"The stars are moving, the universe is moving, give it to me!"

Murong Fu shouted wildly in his heart, and continued to reverse the opponent's palm power to fight, but no matter how strong the reversed palm power was, he could never hurt Xiaoyaozi. The speed at which the other party moved to dodge was too fast, and Ling Bo Weibu was afraid that he had cultivated to the point of being unpredictable. (To be continued.) )