"Nourishing ......"

The sound of the paper tearing was heard far away in this quiet night, and Murong Bo and Shenshan looked at the page that Chu Feng had torn from his arms and forcibly stopped.

Chu Feng held a piece in his left hand, and the cover page with the three big characters of "Participation in the Deed" was scattered into a paper butterfly and flew down.

"The two of them have excellent martial arts, of course Chu knows, but it is still very simple to destroy this book, at least it is easier than the two of them to restrain me. Chu Feng looked at the figures of the two rushing over, and said very calmly, "As for the two of you who want to ask for the secret from my mouth, it's up to you." "If you dare to believe it, it's up to these two martial arts masters to think about it.

Murong Bo didn't speak, his face was covered with a gray scarf, and he couldn't see what his expression was, he only raised his eyes to look at the sky.

After all, Shenshan was weak, and after waiting for a while, he didn't see Murong Bo speak, so he had to stand up and ask Chu Feng, "Master Chu, how are you doing?"

Chu Feng said: "Originally, Chu and Erqiu didn't commit any crimes, but the two of them chased after me, what can I do?" These two great powers didn't move, but the group of black-clothed people leaned towards Chu Feng instead, Chu Feng didn't retreat, and said to Murong Bo, "It's better to let your people retreat." Unceremoniously tore another page.

Murong Bo waved his hand, and waited until the group of black-clothed people retreated very sensibly before he spoke: "The bright moon hangs in the east, and if you want to come to Shaolin monks, you should also find the ...... near the left."

Chu Feng looked at him and didn't speak, after all, the secret book of "Ling Bo Weibu" was not in his arms, and if he talked too much, Murong Bo, who directed the most inexplicable bloody case in Tianlong, could get a glimpse of the flaws.

"Lord Chu should also know that I joined forces with the people on the sacred mountain, don't say that this team of small monks and soldiers can break into the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. Even if this group of little monks touched it, it would be nothing more than a few more lives. Murong Bo continued, "Lao Wei is twenty zhang away from the valley mouth here, and the distance of twenty zhang is enough, you can leave if you put the cheats at the valley mouth." ”

Chu Feng asked unexpectedly: "Aren't you afraid that I won't put down the cheats?or, just leave a bunch of confetti for the two of you?" With this Murong Bo's surname, even if Chu Feng didn't know his identity, as long as there was a possibility of leaking the news that he was "not dead", no matter what, Chu Feng would not be left alive.

Murong Bo raised his eyes to look at the waning moon that was gradually moving to the middle heaven, and said, "Of course...... Don't be afraid!" The body has already moved when the word "of course", and when the word "not afraid" is used, the distance between Chu Feng and him will be shortened by three percent.

In front of him, Chu Feng took out the copy of "Participation in the Deed", raised it in the air, and the iron sword passed, and a thin book was suddenly divided into two, flying left and right.

Murong Bo didn't care about Chu Feng, and flew towards the right half of the volume, and Shenshan's body was a little slower, and he also grabbed the left volume.

Coincidentally, Murong Bo grabbed the second half of the volume, and the first page was the book written by Master Xuansheng, "When the six masters of Zhou Liu, it is difficult to observe." Therefore, there is no impermanence, so it can be called 'Yi Zong'". In the words, there is a bit of a change of direction. Murong Bo was overjoyed when he saw it, but his face under the gray towel was distorted, fortunately, this sharp pain passed for a while, he turned around and rushed to the side of the sacred mountain, and saw that the old monk in this strong suit had a look of surprise on his face, and only said: "Take it!"

Shenshan opened his mouth and said, "This kid deceived ......" pointed to the book and wanted to say that books such as "Participation in the Deed" should have been heard even if people in Buddhism and Taoism have not read it.

Murong Bo's strong practice of Shaolin stunts has hurt himself, and on the back of his head, the sharp pain came again, where can he still listen to it, two fingers together, and nodded towards the center of the eyebrows of Shenshan.

How did Shenshan know that Murong Bo didn't have the heart to listen to him at the moment, but when he said something in the valley, "Wait for that kid, what does it matter if I pass on my 'Flower Finger' to you" was completely fooling himself, he threw the first half of the book to the ground, and slammed back with a punch against Murong Bo's "Participation Finger".

It's a pity that if Shenshan is full of energy, Murong Bo may have to be a little more careful with this punch, and now that the two of them are connected, Shenshan immediately flew out upside down. Murong Bo didn't think much about it, picked up the half of the "secret book" on the ground, stuffed it into his arms, said "go", and went directly over the mountain ridge on the right.

The group of black-clothed people looked inexplicable, these two big bald heads who had obviously hooked up suddenly started to move, and their own masters retreated inexplicably, but they had to hurriedly bring two corpses to follow together, as for the hidden weapons all over the ground, it was impossible to clean up.

Chu Feng originally threw the book, and without thinking much about it, he ran towards the valley. He didn't expect Shenshan Murong Bo to really use this "Participation Deed" as a secret book of martial arts. Of course, with the style of these two people, even if they really leave a secret book, they will kill people.

Who knew that Chu Feng hurriedly took a few steps, and the cry of pain from the Divine Mountain behind him came, and Murong Bo's "go" also came clearly in his ears. He forcibly stopped his figure, and when he looked back, he saw that Murong Bo's gray figure had already rushed to the top of the mountain; the dozen or so black-clothed men hugged two corpses, followed behind Murong Bo, and rushed up to the mountain; Shenshan stood on the ground, pointed to Murong Bo's figure that was about to disappear, and wanted to scold but found that he didn't even have the heart to scold this "illiterate".

"Master Chu Shi is so capable!" Shenshan sat on the ground, looked at Chu Feng, who turned around and walked towards him, and sighed, "A copy of "Participating in the Same Deed" can actually retreat from such a strong enemy. ”

Chu Feng didn't know that Murong Bo had already made a mistake in his practice, and now he had a headache like a thorn in a thousand needles and was about to find a place to suffer, so he looked at Shenshan and only said, "I'm also surprised!" Dichen flashed left and right, and pointed on Shenshan's shoulders, so that he no longer had the strength to resist. Only then did he put his right palm on the back of the sacred mountain, and according to the eighth picture of the "Northern Spiritual Skill", half of the remaining internal force of the sacred mountain was drawn out.

Feeling the rapid loss of internal force in the dantian, Shen Shan said a little unexpectedly: "Why bother so much, and use such filthy kung fu to cut off the head of the old man with a sword, wouldn't it be much easier?"

Chu Feng ignored him, and when the Divine Mountain fought, he forcibly stuffed half of the internal force into his body. At this time, Chu Feng's internal strength was already several points stronger than him, and he expected to be able to quickly absorb his remaining internal strength, so he risked being beaten back by Murong Bo and forcibly took the internal strength of the Divine Mountain.

Shenshan thought about it and said: "Lao Qu has been obsessed with martial arts all his life, in order to seek a higher level of learning, he is not afraid of greed and hatred, and it is natural that he has this evil retribution." "Living and slowly feeling the strength of one's life's penance, bit by bit, is really the first bitter prison in the heart of Shenshan.

Chu Feng didn't speak.

When Shenshan raised his eyes to look at the starry sky again, his strength was already trickling down, and he looked sideways at Chu Feng who was sitting on the side, and asked, "Ding Chunqiu's subordinates will also be merciful?" He still believed that his own skill was turned away by Chu Feng using the Xingzhu Sect to "turn his skills", but he had not yet taken his surname.

Chu Feng said: "You seem to be in a hurry?"

"Lao Qu at the age of seventeen did not seek to prescribe Shaolin, and he worshiped in the Qingliang Temple of Wutai Mountain, and before he could stand, he took over the position of abbot, and since then he has been more than 40 years, and his life has been spent on this body of kung fu. The inner strength of the Divine Mountain was exhausted, but the person calmed down, "Even if you let me go, Lao Qu will not have another sixty years to cultivate this body of skill." ”

"Don't worry. Chu Feng replied very naturally, and the dust was lifted, reaching the heart of the sacred mountain.

Shenshan didn't wait for him to make a move, and leaned back......