"Wow!" After he took off his mask, Murong Bo's heart was horrified, the person in front of him was very similar to himself now, and he vaguely remembered the scene of flesh and blood flying outside Yanmen Pass thirty years ago, which was exactly the same as him at this time. No wonder! The black-clothed monk would wait for him deliberately, it turned out that he was Qiao Feng's biological father, Xiao Yuanshan. Seeing that his identity was discovered by the two, Murong Bo simply didn't hide it, and took off the disguise on his body, it turned out that he actually stepped on wooden feet to increase his figure, shrugged his shoulders and protruded his abdomen, and even used wheat flour paste to swell his cheeks, and after wearing the cloth clothes that Qiao Feng often wears, it was just the same as him. If Qiao Yun wasn't familiar with the plot, he would definitely be confused by him!

Murong Bo said: "Yes, I am Murong Bo, the enemy who has ruined your family! hehe!" He sneered twice as he spoke, seeing that the two had blocked the path, Xiao Yuanshan was guarding in front, and Qiao Yun was eyeing him behind him, he already knew that he couldn't escape, and he didn't plan to hide it anymore. After Xiao Yuanshan heard him admit it himself, he roared angrily, and his palm power roared. Murong Bo saw him attacking, and seeing that there was no hope of escaping, he had already sprouted the will of life and death, but he couldn't let them have a good time when he was dying, and planned to fight back!

The two of them fists face each other, one facing the enemy who has ruined his own family, and every move and style makes him fierce and arrogant. And the other is to know that he is going to die, and make a final counterattack when he is dying. Both sides used all their strength, and Qiao Yun secretly guarded to prevent him from escaping, only to see that they suddenly started a fierce fight, without any warning at all. Qiao Yun saw the two of them perform their own stunts, and knew that this was a dragon fight, but he was unwilling to wait long. shouted: "Eat me a move!" I saw his body plunge into the battle group and join forces with Xiao Yuanshan to defeat the enemy, he threw a punch with his right hand, and the masculinity overflowed in all directions, it was the 'Great Demon Fist Method' on the [Nine Yin True Scripture], which came towards his face!

Although Murong Bo fought fiercely with Xiao Yuanshan, he was always worried about the rear. So gradually the wind fell. At this time, he heard Qiao Yun attacking from behind, but seeing that the fist wind was as sharp as a blade, blowing his beard fluttering, he hurriedly raised his hand to block it. Listening to the sound of "boom", the fists of the two collided together, and Murong Bo only felt that his body trembled slightly and his arms were sore. But immediately after Xiao Yuanshan next to him attacked, Murong Bo couldn't react at all, and received a full slap from him in the back. Listening to the sound of "boom", his body flew out upside down like a thousand paper cranes, and it was hung directly on the tree. Fortunately, Murong Bo's internal strength is strong, otherwise this palm alone would have killed him!

Suddenly, there was a sound: "Amitabha, the two donors are too much!" The two were immersed in joy, but this sentence directly knocked Qiao Yun into the abyss, only to see this thin monk in a green robe holding a broom, under the moonlight, but see that this monk is quite old, and the sparse few long beards have been completely white, I don't know if it is forty-two years. It's still forty-three years, so it can be seen that he is a monk halfway. Qiao Yun never expected him to appear. Silently, in front of the two of them, no one knew where he came from, and he clasped his palms together and said: "Since the master has become a monk, why should he wade into this troubled water." "It's really a sweeping monk who is too powerful, if it weren't for the last resort, he wouldn't want to be his enemy!

The sweeping monk sighed after hearing this. said: "Amitabha, sometimes people are born in the rivers and lakes, and they can't help themselves!" A sentence expresses the sorrow of this rivers and lakes, sometimes it's not that you want to live in seclusion, people in the rivers and lakes can't help themselves! Qiao Yun understood after hearing this, the sweeping monk must be related to Murong Bo, otherwise he would not appear here. Moreover, in the original book, in order to save Murong Bo, he was willing to accept Qiao Feng's palm, otherwise how could he be injured in Tianlong with his martial arts, after all, the three-foot qi wall is protected by the body, it will never be too exaggerated! Xiao Yuanshan didn't know how powerful this old monk was, he only knew that he was preventing himself from taking revenge, if it weren't for Qiao Yun's respectful appearance, he would have killed him together, and shouted: "No one can stop me from taking revenge today!" As he spoke, his body jumped up and slapped Murong Bo's head in the air, if his palm was really hit, his brain would definitely be shattered, and Murong Bo was already dying at this time, and he didn't have any ability to resist at all!

Although Xiao Yuanshan's speed was very fast, the speed of the sweeping monk was even faster, and he saw that his figure floated forward like a paper kite for several feet, and no one could see how he moved. The sweeping monk came first, grabbed Murong Bo's body with his right hand and lifted it, at this time Xiao Yuanshan's palm was close, I saw him gently raise his left hand, but listening to the sound of 'pop', the two palms collided together, Xiao Yuanshan's body flew out in the air, and it was also thanks to the other party that he did not do his best, otherwise this blow alone would have cost him half a life, only to see his figure fall to the ground, and then he retreated several steps in a row before he stood firm. Xiao Yuanshan's shoes were covered by mud, and as if a car suddenly braked on the ground, a long deep ditch slid out on the mountain road. At this moment, the body of the sweeping monk also fell, and he stood in his original position again.

With just one move, Xiao Yuanshan was repulsed, and Murong Bo was rescued by the situation. Qiao Yun thought that he had overestimated the sweeping monk, and in his opinion, with the ability of the two of them, it was not impossible to defeat him, but now it looked like he was dead and dead, Qiao Yun praised: "The master is so handsome!" The sweeping monk just smiled faintly and said: "The little donor's martial arts are good, and he will not be weaker than me in time." The three of them were at a stalemate for a while, Xiao Yuanshan tasted so powerful that he didn't dare to act rashly anymore, he just looked at Qiao Yun from the sidelines, he knew that his martial arts were higher than his own, and he thought there would be some way!

Qiao Yun said: "The master's martial arts are higher than ours, and we should have retreated! But with your words, let me wait, I am really a little unconvinced! This way! As long as you can take my move head-on, then we will go down the mountain." He also knew that he was not the opponent of the sweeping monk, and if he stepped forward desperately, he would only be looking for death, and the reason why he proposed to let him take his own trick was just to see the gap between the two! The sweeping monk smiled after hearing this, and replied lightly: "Okay, the donor will make a move!" It's just that Murong Bo is still on his right hand, and he obviously doesn't take it seriously! (To be continued......)

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