"It turned out to be you. ”

"It's you!"

An indifference, an exclamation.

Monk Zhiguang Since more than 20 years ago, there was a bloody battle in Yanmen Pass, and he mistakenly believed people's words and harmed Xiao Yuanshan's family. Before Xiao Yuanshan descended into the deep valley, he looked up to the sky and howled, and the sound was still in his ears. At this moment, Xiao Yuanshan has been hidden in Shaomu Mountain for nearly thirty years, and his Chinese language is already correct and round, and Monk Zhiguang still remembered him instantly.

The butcher's knife can be easily put down, but how can the sins committed in the past be let go, let alone become a Buddha on the ground......

Monk Zhiguang didn't know whether the tall figure in front of him was a human or a ghost, and when he saw the heavy punch, he showed a hint of relief.

Master Xuanku, however, did not know who the person was, but he could only hear that this person's fist was like thunder, how could he dare to be lazy, and the last move of the wood-burning knife technique that had been refined for decades, "chopping wood into burning", broke out of the air! This move poured out the master's life's work, and pointed to the knife, only slashing at Xiao Yuanshan's right arm.

This move shows the essence of the wood-burning knife technique, Xiao Yuanshan seems to have smelled a scorched breath in the air, he has only practiced three of the seventy-two Shaolin stunts, but he pays a lot of attention to this wood-burning knife technique. As soon as this move came out, Xiao Yuanshan turned his attention from Monk Zhiguang to Xuan Ku, immediately recognized him, and said loudly: "Good knife technique!"

"You fil me to secretly practice Shaolin magic skills, harm my wife and children, now I will use your most cherished magic skills to kill you one by one!" Xiao Yuanshan has been inquiring about the reason for the incident at Yanmen Pass, and this thought has been firmly planted, and the fist has changed slightly, so he must take down Xuan Ku first. The fists and palms intersected, and a seeping sound of fractures was heard far away in the dark night.

"It's okay, it's okay. ”

Chu Feng walked out of a side courtyard in the right compartment of the beggar gang helm, and said with a smile on his face towards the heroes who rushed over to express his concern.

This is true, Aunt Qiao has already woken up, and she seems to remember that she herself was stunned by the sudden appearance of a big man, and now that she saw Chu Feng and a few of their acquaintances, she had relaxed her mood and looked at Mu Wanqing and her girls' homes happily......

Qiao Sanhuai was also "invited" by Aunt Qiao, Wu Changfeng asked tentatively before, "Where did the man in black come from", and the old man said innocently: He is old, his ears are not good, and he didn't hear what the man said. Do you know him? What are you talking about, if you didn't help the master and not look for a daughter-in-law when he was old, would we have come down from the Shaomu Mountain?

Wu Changfeng heard what Chu Feng said, and began to greet heroes from all walks of life, thanking everyone for their concern, but when he walked to Chu Feng's side, he whispered: "Old Song, please come over." ”

Old Song is Elder Song, looking at the very fairy wind bones, a silver-white long beard, Chu Feng is not too familiar with him, but from the small kung fu that he holds a copper mace that can smash people to death but likes to use some snatching blades, he can roughly see this person's style of acting. Chu Feng vaguely remembered: Outside the small courtyard where Qiao Feng was resting just now, he was the one who relieved the two "door god" brothers.

Lao Song was in the courtyard next door, but Chu Feng entered the courtyard and saw Master Xuansheng, a great monk who had always been bold, but his face was quite ugly at this time, and when he saw Chu Feng coming, he asked urgently: "Master Chu, you really haven't fought with that person?"

Chu Feng didn't know why Master Xuansheng had asked such a question, but he had said before that he had never fought before, and in fact he had never fought before, so he naturally shook his head in confusion.

"Master Chu, alas, ......" Master Xuansheng saw that Chu Feng "insisted" and did not admit it, and his face was grateful and embarrassed.

Chu Feng was a little baffled by him, and looked at Elder Song, who had been very calm on the side, for help.

Elder Song pulled his beard until he tore off a few of his beards, and he didn't answer Chu Feng directly, and asked Master Xuansheng, "Do you say or do I say?" Seeing Master Xuansheng nodding at him, Old Song continued: "It was Master Xuansheng who gave Xiao Chen a ......."

Before Elder Song finished speaking, Chu Feng could already think of the second half of the sentence: "Master Xuansheng used the Shaolin technique when he explained the acupoints to Xiao Chen, and it seems to be quite right. "It was Master Xuansheng who used Ding Chufeng to make friends with the Shaolin beggars for several generations, so he refused to tell the process of fighting with that person in front of everyone, for fear that someone with a heart would find out from it.

Elder Song also saw the acupoint technique in the two "door gods", and then handed over "Xiao Chen" to Master Xuansheng, naturally saying that there are people in Shaolin whose hands and feet are not clean, but everyone knows that this kind of discordant friend is just a personal action, and Shaolin has nothing to do with it.

Chu Feng looked at the expressions on the faces of the two of them, "We understand your kindness, but we all know what's going on", and a thousand words in his heart turned into one sentence: Lao Xiao, you are really ......

The sound of fractures in the dark night accompanied by the sound of Yishui's rushing waves came into Qiao Feng's ears together, he has been crisscrossing the rivers and lakes in recent years, and he has never been invincible, but at this time, he felt a heartbeat inexplicably.

Xuan Ku's right arm hung softly on his waist, and he saw that he was already useless, but taking advantage of the hard punch, he had already bounced up and stood up, standing with his back against the tree, and shouted "luck" in his heart. If it weren't for the two punches that the man threw at him were temporary changes, his right arm would have been punched into the chest.

It's just that compared with martial arts, there is death, how can you close your eyes and wait for death when facing the enemy!

From Xiao Yuanshan's fists, Xuan Ku could already see the number of Shaolin martial arts, and he knew that since this person did not conceal the source of his martial arts, it was impossible for him and Zhiguang to be separated. Thinking of this, Xuan painstakingly pointed his left palm towards Ichigo in front of his chest, and said, "It's up to the poor monk to take a few punches from you!" Although it is the end of the road, it has risen a little arrogantly.

Xiao Yuanshan nodded slightly, but his intention to kill him was heavier, he concentrated for a moment, did not speak, and blasted his fists straight towards Xuan Ku.

"Amitabha. Monk Zhiguang recited a Buddha name, and said, "There is a debtor who is wronged, and the old benefactor Xiao has the heart to take revenge, why not let the poor monk go one step earlier?"

How did Zhiguang know that in Xiao Yuanshan's eyes, although he had to die, Xuan Ku and Qiao Sanhuai and others raised his son, but let him slaughter the Liao people, which was a great crime.

Xiao Yuanshan listened to Zhiguang's words, his brows did not wrinkle, he sneered, and his fists hit Xuan Ku's only remaining left arm without any pretense, and the sound of fractures that seemed to have not dissipated sounded again. "This is the first, but it is by no means the last!" Xiao Yuanshan felt a trace of revenge in his heart, he knew that as long as he handed his fists another half a foot, he could shatter Xuanku's sternum.

Suddenly, under the moonlit night, the sound of the tiger roaring and the dragon's groan was loud.

"Take this move first, or kill him first?" The eighteen palms of the dragon descending shook the rivers and lakes, Xiao Yuanshan was no stranger to this, even if he was determined to take revenge, he still couldn't help but slow down: if he died at the hands of his own son, then ......

It's just that this kind of thought turned a little in Xiao Yuanshan's heart, and he has been put aside, more than 20 years ago, he relied on the strength of one person, if it weren't for his mercy, the future beggar gang leader and Shaolin abbot would be the soul of his palm. At this moment, he still decided to kill Xuan Ku first! )