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Chu Feng's heart suddenly relaxed, the Northern Sect was destroyed, and Xuan Bei died, all thanks to the old man in front of him who seemed to be immortal, and he finally saw it today.

He finally had the ability to take revenge on the old man.

But Chu Feng also knew that Murong Bo was patient, and he had been lurking in Shaolin Temple for so many years, and he would never appear in front of him for no reason.

Xuan Ci, who was struggling to support under Xiao Yuanshan's "Peerless Tribulation Finger", suddenly heard Murong Bo's voice, and couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

Xiao Yuanshan's martial arts were already above Xuan Ci, and when he saw that Xuan Ci's moves were messy, he didn't want to go straight to the middle palace with a move of "no phase and no calamity", and went straight to the "Jizhong" acupoint on Xuan Ci's chest.

Xuan Ci took three steps back, pointed at Murong Bo, wanted to say something, opened his mouth, but a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he was obviously seriously injured.

Xiao Yuanshan didn't mean to make any more moves to Xuan Ci, but instead arched his hand towards Murong Bo and laughed loudly: "This brother, you and I actually bumped into each other here again." "If you use the Shaolin Temple Scripture Pavilion as a library, this Lao Xiao and Murong Bo can be counted as half of their classmates.

Chu Feng's face darkened when he heard this, and he said secretly in his heart: "Where is this sister, Lao Xiao calls Murong Bo 'brother'", and said loudly: "Senior Xiao didn't ask why Abbot Xuanci listened to this person's voice, and he was so confused?"

"This matter is ...... with the old man" Xiao Yuanshan thought that Chu Feng wanted to intercede for Xuan Ci, but he was halfway through the words. Feeling that something was wrong, he looked at Chu Feng suspiciously.

Standing still, Murong Bo, who was not moving, stepped in and replied to Xiao Yuanshan: "Brother Xiao's revenge is avenged today, can you have a few more moves with your brother?"

"Haha, I'm going to share the victory with you today. "When the two peeped at the scriptures in Shanlin Temple, they had already exchanged hands twice, and they were evenly divided.

“...... Ahem...... Murong Bo Murong Old Donor, that day, you faked the news and said that the Khitan warriors were going to come to Shaolin Temple to seize the martial arts classics. As a result, all sorts of big mistakes have been made. Have you ever felt the slightest guilt?" Xuan Ci's voice suddenly sounded.

Xiao Yuanshan looked at Chu Feng and said, "Stinky boy, there are some ghosts. He really didn't expect that Chu Feng would drive away the alien true qi in Xuan Ci's "Jizhong Acupoint" in just this moment.

Murong Bo laughed "haha" and said, "Brother Xiao is wrong. Chu Shaoxia's single-handed 'Northern Spiritual Skill' is rare in the world. What kind of 'ghost door'?"

Chu Feng felt slightly wrong in his heart. Hearing that Xuan Ci had already relieved his strength, he said loudly: "What kind of blood feud do you have with Lord Xiao Shi, and you don't hesitate to ...... the century-old reputation of the Murong family."

"What?!" Xiao Yuanshan's heart shook. Regardless of Chu Feng being on his side, his big fan-like hand grabbed Xuan Ci's collar, "What did you say?"

Xuan Ci didn't answer him directly, sighed, and said: "Lord Murong, back then, you said a lie, and the Central Plains Martial Arts lost more than a dozen heroes, and even more with Old Donor Xiao...... Alas......"

Murong Bo seemed to have thought that as long as he appeared, Abbot Xuanci would inform everyone of his identity, but he still said unhurriedly: "I'm ashamed to say that before the old man went into hiding, he only saw Brother Xiao's name once from the abbot's letter. Speaking of which, I fought with Brother Xiao twice in the mountains, and my brother didn't know that you and I actually had such a fate. ”

Xiao Yuanshan only felt a fire burst from the bottom of his heart, and with a punch, the abbot of Xuanci in front of him flew out.

"Suffer death!" Xiao Yuanshan clenched his fists and rushed towards Murong Bo.

The deceased wife was buried in the deep stream on the side of the mountain road, Xiao Yuanshan thought that today he would be able to kill all the enemies of the year one by one, and then go to the Central Plains to persuade the unfilial son, so that he could return to the underworld and reunite with his beloved wife.

Who knows, in addition to the enemies who have not been forgotten for 28 years, there are even more culprits.

Chu Feng picked up Abbot Xuanci, who was vomiting blood, and looked at Xiao Yuanshan, who was rushing away angrily, he felt that things seemed to be on the "right track": the hatred that was formed in this Yanmen Pass twenty-eight years ago will end in this Yanmen Pass in twenty-eight years......

"Chu Shaoxia, ...... quickly Run away!" Du Lingzi, who was lying beside Abbot Xuanci, shouted at Chu Feng in a low voice.

"What?" Chu Feng looked at this Du Lingzi with a little surprise, and thought to himself: "Obviously, our side has crushed Murong Bo with force, there is no reason why we should run away?"

Before Du Lingzi could speak again, Murong Bo's figure, which was far away, burst back and laughed, "It's late!" He only saw Du Lingzi at this time, and he knew that Du Lingzi knew his habit: before making a move, burn it for a while......

But it's too late!

The rockets in the sky covered the mountain road from the sky behind Murong Bo.

The rockets that had become large-scale seemed to be spells sprinkled from the sky by the gods, and on this narrow mountain road, Chu Feng had a strange thought in his heart, "Are you a traverser, or am I a traverser", he seemed to have nowhere to hide.

......

In the past 28 years, in Xiao Yuanshan's impression, this mountain road has been the same as in the past. Time has not left its own marks on this mountain road.

But in a moment, that all changed.

Xiao Yuanshan was hit by two arrows, and the arrows had been pulled out by him, and the feather arrows were still stained with his flesh and blood, and the flesh and blood were still scorched.

"Brother Xiao, you and I are in the middle of martial arts, and now that you are seriously injured, do you still want to fight with me?" Murong Bo looked at Xiao Yuanshan who rushed out of the rocket array, and was a little surprised in his heart, but he quickly suppressed this accident and talked with Xiao Yuanshan sincerely.

Xiao Yuanshan said: "No matter how clever you say, don't think that I won't avenge the murder of my wife!"

"The dead are gone, why should Brother Xiao be like this. Murong Bo smiled and avoided again, "Back then, the Central Plains Martial Arts, just listening to the old man's words, he could rob and kill your family of three outside this Yanmen Pass!

"You may not be able to survive in the hands of the old man!" Xiao Yuanshan said in a deep voice, but he had slowed down.

"Of course, of course. Murong Bo saw that Xiao Yuanshan had stopped, and nodded again and again and said along Xiao Yuanshan, "If it is a brother, it will be necessary to say whether he can spread the news, but ......" With a wave of his right hand, more than a dozen people appeared on the mountain. Looking at the longbows on their backs, you know that the rockets just now were fired by these people.

Xiao Yuanshan watched these dozen people retreat again, knowing that there were only more people hidden in the shadows, and frowned: "How are you doing?"

"Of course it's all killed!"

A sword roar sounded behind the mountain peak.

Murong Bo listened to the screams behind the peak, shook his head and said, "This kid really has some ghosts. ”

Xiao Yuanshan looked at Murong Bo's face, and his heart suddenly brightened, and said, "If you can be a brother with the beggar gang leader, how can you only have some ghost ways?"

When Murong Bo heard Xiao Yuanshan's undisciplined words, he was a little speechless for a while, and said loudly: "Chu Shaoxia, please come over!" Not only did Chu Feng not answer, but after the peak, he still screamed miserably, Murong Bo said angrily, "Don't miss the life of the little girl surnamed Mu......

"What did you say?" Dichen stopped three minutes in front of Murong Bo, and Chu Feng asked directly.

Murong Bo easily heard a tremor in Chu Feng's voice, put his mind at ease, and said with a smile: "Chu Shaoxia's light skills are unparalleled in the world, but Miss Mu is not necessarily." ”

"Wanqing should be with my master and sister now, how can you move the two of them?" When Chu Feng left Luoyang, Mu Wanqing went to Yunmeng. Thinking of this, Chu Feng's heart was relieved, and he said secretly: "I was almost frightened by this old guy." ”

"Really?" Murong Bo smiled slightly and said, "Dare to ask Chu Shaoxia, how did the old man know that you have the 'Northern Spiritual Skill' mastery?" As he spoke, he felt as if he was too close to Chu Feng and stepped back.

"You ......"

"Chu Shaoxia guessed right, it's Ding Chunqiu!" Murong Bo smiled happily.

"Ding Chunqiu?" A puzzled voice came out from behind Chu Feng and the others, Xuan Ci's sale was even worse than Chu Feng's, and his big red robe was already inextricably linked, "Chu Shaoxia, Ding Chunqiu forcibly broke into Shaolin earlier and wanted to take the 'Shenmu Wang Ding'...... Ahem...... He has been imprisoned in Shaolin for many days. ”

Xuan Ci remembered this clearly, if Ding Chunqiu hadn't gone up the mountain, he wouldn't have been able to see Xuzhu's twenty-seven ring scars so soon!

Chu Feng's worries disappeared in his heart, he looked at Murong Bo's depressed face, and said to Xiao Yuanshan: "You or I ...... first"