"Liao Dog, take your life!"

Du Lingzi, who was lame, faced the group of Liao people just now, and he didn't even have a chance to make a move.

Xiao Yuanshan only lightly reined in the reins of the horse, and the war horse under his crotch neighed and stood up, and the huge shadow directly held Du Lingzi in it.

Du Lingzi only felt that his eyes were dark, and he watched the hundreds of catties of behemoths, stepping straight towards his chest, but it was too late to avoid it.

"I'm going to die...... Du Lingzi only closed his eyes and waited for death, when he suddenly felt a huge force coming from behind him.

Xiao Yuanshan looked at Chu Feng, who kicked Du Lingzi out, and inevitably felt a little surprised in his heart: if he just wanted to save people, Chu Feng obviously had countless ways to save people, why did he choose this obviously insulting approach?

"Senior Xiao, the master is a big enemy, and I don't dare to ask my seniors to do it for me. Chu Feng stood in front of the horse and replied, but Chu Feng didn't notice that he didn't have any reason to know the name of Xiao Yuanshan in front of him at the moment.

Xiao Yuanshan's pupils shrank slightly when he heard this, and he suppressed the doubts in his heart, he was not interested in why Chu Feng saved his enemy, looked at the blue and shining long sword in Chu Feng's hand, and said, "You killed it?"

"Yes. Chu Feng only replied with one word.

Xiao Yuanshan did not dismount, nor did he have the intention of making a move to Chu Feng immediately, so he drove his horse forward and walked from Chu Feng's side to the stone wall where he left his last words.

There is no word on the stone wall.

The chisel marks are still fresh.

Half axe, half sword.

Xiao Yuanshan looked back at Chu Feng and asked, "It's you again?" He obviously ignored the axe that had been curled in Monk Zhiguang's hand.

Chu Feng didn't know why Xiao Yuanshan, who was obviously supposed to be very irritable, was so calm, but he still replied very seriously: "Yes." ”

Xiao Yuanshan seemed to know why Chu Feng knew his surname Xiao and why he called him "senior", so he closed his eyes and was silent for a long time......

Xuan Ci, who approached step by step, recited "Amitabha Buddha" and said: "Twenty-eight years ago, the Central Plains martial arts were deceived by vain people and accidentally injured Xiao's family. Now that I can see that the old benefactor Xiao is as healthy as before, the old man is really happy in his heart. "After twenty-eight years, Abbot Xuanci saw Xiao Yuanshan's extremely Xiao-like face like Qiao Feng, and he still couldn't recognize him.

"Deceived by others!" Xiao Yuanshan roared angrily, and the mountains seemed to correspond to him, and the sound spread layer by layer, echoing in front of the mountain peak, rolling endlessly.

Abbot Xuanci looked ashamed and sighed: "No wonder the donor is so angry, and it is still said that what he said about 'being bullied' and 'accidentally injured' is just a prevarication. If you kill Lao Wei and can calm the anger in the donor's heart, please do it. "The beloved son who has been separated for more than 20 years is actually close to the Shaomu Mountain, and the only thing he cares about in his heart is the wrong thing back then.

As soon as these words came out, Monk Zhiguang, who was originally so calm that he didn't even react before Xiao Yuanshan walked closer, exclaimed: "Senior Brother Xuanci, you are concerned about the entire Central Plains Martial Arts, how can you talk about life and death so lightly!"

Chu Feng also couldn't get a glimpse of the truth, he only thought that after Xuan Ci saw Ye Erniang, he was ashamed of the Buddhist sect and wanted to divert the topic. I heard Xiao Yuanshan say coldly: "Even this kid with a sword knows that revenge must be taken personally, can the old man use you to be restrained?"

Xuan Ci said: "Twenty-eight years ago, Lao Wei was not Xiao Shizhu's opponent, let alone today. "This Shaolin abbot doesn't seem to have any fighting spirit.

Xiao Yuanshan pointed to the mountain wall with one hand and the deep stream on the edge of the cliff with the other, and said in a deep voice: "If the old man jumps down and dies at the bottom of the valley, it will be a hundred." Chu Feng and the others listened intently, thinking that Lao Xiao was going to talk about how he got out of danger, and didn't want him to change his words, "Since someone said that I was going to Shaolin Temple to steal the secret book of Na Lao Shizi...... Lao Tzu didn't do anything, he lived in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion of your Shaolin Temple for more than 20 years, and he also watched your Shaolin stunts, haha!"

Although Xiao Yuanshan was laughing, even Xuan Ci could hear the misanthropy in the laughter, these words were clearly said, but he just wanted to force him to do it.

Chu Feng was strange in his heart, he knew that Lao Xiao had been living in Shaolin Temple for many years, and he should have been staying at home, waiting to make public the matter of the "leading brother" Xuanci Abbot who was greedy for silver and breaking the ring, how could he go to Liao.

"If you sow evil causes, you will reap evil results. A strange look appeared on Abbot Xuanci's face, and he looked at Xiao Yuanshan and sighed leisurely, "A few months ago, Lao Qu put three Shaolin stunts in front of Lord Chu, but he refused to do so......

Xiao Yuanshan let out an "oh" and glanced at Chu Feng in surprise. At this time, he didn't know that the hidden pain in his acupoints was caused by the strong practice of Shaolin. He has been lurking in Shaolin for more than 20 years, getting a glimpse of Shaolin secrets, and with his martial arts attainments, even if he doesn't look down on the martial arts of Xuan Ci and others, he has to praise the full room of classics three times.

Chu Feng took advantage of the fact that several people were focusing their eyes on him, and asked loudly: "Abbot Xuanci, the younger generation just listened to what you said, the tragic incident back then, was someone deceived you, etc., who is this person?"

More than 20 years ago, Zhiguang also knew about the bloody battle of the oolong outside Yanmen Pass, and only four of the twenty-one brothers survived. They also repeatedly asked Xuan Ci, who was not the abbot of Shaolin back then, who was that person, but they never got an answer. Today, when he heard Chu Feng ask again, he also looked at Xuan Ci expectantly.

Xuan Ci shook his head and said, "I'll talk about this later." Old Xiao is the benefactor, the old man's life is not a pity, but Shaolin martial arts is a bit of a tradition of senior monks, and it must not be leaked!"

"The old man has returned to his homeland from Shaolin, and the word 'leak' is too late. Although Lao Xiao said loudly, he glanced at Chu Feng but was not depressed, he had practiced a few Shaolin kung fu first, and now he was on this mountain road, but he was cleaned up neatly by this kid's sword.

Xuan Ci said loudly to Chu Feng: "Master Chu, Shaolin martial arts have been introduced to the Liao army, this matter is related to the national system, and I also ask the donor to return to the Central Plains quickly and spread this matter to the world." After the Luoyang Hundred Flowers Meeting, it was rumored in the martial arts that Chu Feng was the first among young people in martial arts after "North Qiao Feng and South Murong". But Xuan Ci didn't think that Chu Feng, the first person who had just come out, had forced Lao Xiao in front of him to retreat in Luoyang City. Xuan Ci had already made up his mind, dragged Lao Xiao, and with Chu Feng's light skills, he could escape far away.

Chu Feng didn't mean to appreciate it at all, and said, "Senior Xiao, is there no solution to this matter?" If you say that there was a tragedy back then, it is really ......" He was about to start introducing Lao Xiao to his number one enemy, Murong Bo.

Xiao Yuanshan interrupted Chu Feng's words with a "hehe" smile and said, "The sea of blood is deep, so naturally we have to repay them one by one." As he spoke, he took out a human head from the horse's side leather bag, "There were twenty-one people back then, except for Wang Jiantong, who died of old age in Luoyang, there are only two people left now!"

"Brother Zhao!"

"Brother Zhao!"

Two cries of grief erupted.

The "person" in Xiao Yuanshan's palm was naturally Zhao Qiansun, who was frightened in a bloody battle back then, but I don't know how Lao Xiao found this person.

"The old man showed a trace in Luoyang City, but he was intercepted by this person at the foot of Shaomu Mountain...... Xiao Yuanshan said a little bit about the process of his revenge, and then yelled at Xuan Ci, "Could it be that you are not as good as him?"

"Zhao Qiansun", who was held in Xiao Yuanshan's hands, had a calm face, as if he had used his death to wash away the shame of the year. (To be continued.) )