"Hey, father, I didn't expect that we would only recognize each other, and we would be separated forever. The world is impermanent, but is it too much for us?" Xiao Feng said sadly.

With tears in his eyes, he kept adding soil to Xiao Yuanshan's tomb.

And Murong Fu also sighed, and said: "Daddy, over the years, you have faked your death and concealed it from all of us, allowing the child to support the mission of the Murong family, do you know how difficult it is? Even if the child is from the palace and cultivates the Sunflower Treasure Book, he can't make the situation better, and it is very timely!" Duan Yu walked over, and while adding soil to the grave of Brother Xiao's father, he said: "Brother Xiao, please mourn and change, life will go on, and the rivers and lakes are still waiting for you." ”

"I'm going to quit the world, but before that, I'm going to defuse the war on this land. Xiao Feng sighed deeply.

The eyes of the two brothers were opposite, heroic and high-spirited, after all, half a year ago, they joined forces to fight a bloody road in Juxianzhuang, and this time on Shaomu Mountain, Duan Yu also stepped forward and was unambiguous.

If a brother is like this, what more can a husband ask for?

At this time, the master of the Xuan Difficulty and many monks who were watching outside the more than ten zhang were a little hesitant, just now the Master of the Xuan Difficulty was full of praise for the sweeping monks, and also said loudly that the sweeping monks would be invited to open the altar to give lectures.

As a result, seeing that the sweeping monk failed to save Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo, Xuan Nan suddenly felt that something was not good, if Xiao Feng and Murong Fu were angry, they would transfer their hatred for the sweeping monk to them. That's a bad thing.

So, Xuan Nan led the monks to retreat quickly, and he knew very well how powerful the three young men in front of him were. Everyone's explosive strength is like an angry lion, and it must not be provoked.

Duan Yu, Xiao Feng, and Murong Fu were not in the mood to trouble these monks just now, so they just waited quietly.

After more than an hour, they left the lake and returned to the open space in front of the Mahavira Temple, but they saw a shocking scene.

Because there's been another fierce battle here lately. The ground was littered with corpses, and blood pooled into a stream. The slate soaked in cold stone is shocking.

Duan Yu looked over with a keen gaze, but saw that the eighteen horsemen of Yanyun brought by Xiao Feng were fighting fiercely with the group of heroes, as for the young swordsman Ouyang and the tall black bear-like Yellow Whisker. They are all fighting desperately. Duan Yu and Xiao Feng immediately rushed over, and Huang Xu'er reported: "Father-in-law, uncle, after you left before, the surrounding martial arts people launched a full-scale battle, and they were all like crazy. ”

Yan Yun Eighteen Cavalry and Ouyang, there are only twenty people in total, how did you persist for such a long time?" Duan Yu asked curiously.

"Fortunately, some martial arts people admired the two of you, my father-in-law and uncle, so they generously stood up and helped us resist all kinds of attacks. Huang Xu'er said truthfully.

Duan Yu felt quite relieved. The Central Plains martial arts heroes are really not completely a rabble, at least here, there are still real heroes.

A true hero. Even if the martial arts are not very high, you must be heroic, not the boring temper of talking about others all day long.

Duan Yu held a red long sword in front of him to open the way, and the fierce sword qi roared out, like a flame dragon, and all the martial artists who stood in the way were bombarded and killed as if they were blowing withered.

For stubbornness. If you have to be coaxed, Duan Yu will not show mercy to the sword.

Pack up these people. There is no need for the six-vein divine sword and a yang finger at all, because it consumes too much internal strength, and only one person and one sword can kill him in the local team seven in and seven out, which is unstoppable. Xiao Feng rushed over from the other direction, and the eighteen palms of the dragon descending burst out of its power, showing its fierceness more and more in such a large-scale battle, and the indomitable power of many dragon-shaped palms was superimposed on each other, and it was indeed a veritable eighteen palms of the dragon!

Looking at Huang Xu'er again, he occasionally used the Kanglong Remorse that Xiao Feng had taught him, of course, the power was far worse than Xiao Feng's performance.

Huang Xu'er also has other stunts, and the secrets that Duan Yu gave him are all well practiced, such as the first few layers of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong, as well as the iron cloth shirt and the strong eagle claw.

He is not stupid, and he is willing to work hard, so he has practiced these kinds of mastery well in the past six months, and now once he shows his strength, it is really an eye-opener.

As for the young swordsman Ouyang, his swordsmanship is quite simple, but it is extremely powerful.

It is a very practical killing move, the rusty iron sword stabbed and slashed, and there were constantly unlucky warriors dying under his sword, they were all dumbfounded, perhaps at the moment when the middle sword fell, they didn't understand it, why did a young man who looked very thin use such a rusty and worn iron sword to exert such a terrifying power?

At the same time, Yan Yun's eighteen horsemen were also majestic, riding high-headed horses, rushing back and forth on the battle array, and the warriors screamed and died one after another.

But it wasn't like this all the time, the warriors were quite resentful of these Khitan iron horsemen, and decided to focus on taking care of them, so much so that they didn't know where they found some metal chains later. Then the warriors used the chains as tripwires, and sure enough, the eighteen horsemen of Yanyun who rushed above the battle array were caught off guard and fell off their horses one after another. Then they were greeted by a ferocious fight.

Although Duan Yu and Xiao Feng planned to go over to rescue each other, because the distance they rushed to kill was too far away, and there were too many martial artists blocking them, the difficulty of turning back was estimated to be about the same as that of ninety-nine eighty-one. Soon after, Yanyun's eighteen horsemen were killed by a large number of Central Plains warriors, and they died quite miserably.

There is no way, on such a large-scale martial arts battlefield, even the Khitan iron cavalry who is brave and good at fighting has no way to protect himself.

Could it be said that the Khitan Iron Cavalry could only be allowed to kill the Central Plains warriors, but the Central Plains warriors could not fight back and kill the Khitan Iron Cavalry?

Even if he is a peerless master, when he is threatened, he is likely to be defeated without a fight.

Generally speaking, the martial arts of Yan Yun's eighteen horsemen are too far behind Huang Xu'er, they are just good at rushing and killing on the battlefield, not such a martial arts battle.

"Brothers!" Xiao Feng roared sadly, like an angry lion roaring, and he became more and more crazy to kill these warriors.

Xiao Feng attaches great importance to brotherhood, but he doesn't just regard Yanyun's eighteen horsemen as his subordinates.

More than an hour later, the open ground in front of the Daxiong Treasure Hall was already full of corpses.

The heroes finally understood that Duan Yu and Xiao Feng were not to be provoked, they had killed on Juxianzhuang, and then on Shaomu Mountain, it was the same, so the heroes fled down the mountain one after another. Later, only the martial artists who stood on Duan Yu and Xiao Feng's side remained, and it was estimated that there were hundreds of them.

Duan Yu glanced at it and found that almost all of these heroes were injured and unkempt, and the battle just now was simply playing with their lives.

The fight of the people of the martial arts, compared with the battlefield of the Song-Liao border pass, is as tragic as it is true.

"Brothers, you are so generous, I, Xiao Feng, thank you here. Xiao Feng arched his hand and said loudly.

The heroes present are all heroes and cherish heroes.

After talking for a while, and dealing with the injury, Xiao Feng and Duan Yu led the way, and everyone walked down Shaomu Mountain.

As for the virtual bamboo, it was gone. Duan Yu asked about this, and Huang Xu'er said: "At that time, after Xuzhu's parents, Master Xuanci and Ye Erniang, were both killed, Xuzhu was so sad that he fainted, and was taken away by the people of the Vulture Palace. ”

"Hey, the second brother is really miserable, I hope he can pick himself up again. Duan Yu sighed. "People are in the rivers and lakes, and they can't help themselves!" Xiao Feng said with deep feelings.

Then they came to a relatively large inn, and there was nothing to say, and when the brothers got together, of course they had to eat meat in large chunks and drink wine in large bowls, so that they could be happy.

"It's a pity that the second brother Xuzhu didn't come. Duan Yu said.

In fact, there is a deep grudge between Xuzhu and Xiao Feng's elders, after all, Xuzhu's father, Master Xuanci, is the leading brother in the battle of Yanmen Pass thirty years ago.

Although the murderer behind the scenes was Murong Bo, it was the martial arts masters who took the lead, such as Master Xuanci and Wang Jiantong.

However, Xu Zhu and Xiao Feng didn't care about this, because the grievances of the previous generation were even a matter of the previous generation, and these juniors, they all followed fate.

When the planning was staggered, the warriors present talked about Gusu Murong Fu, and they couldn't help laughing, because although this guy was known as Nan Murong and was as famous as Xiao Feng in the past, he cultivated what sunflower treasure book, so that he became a father-in-law.

"Murong Fu didn't show up in the battle just now, I don't know where he went?" Xiao Feng asked.

"It is estimated that he knows that he is not our opponent now, so he will go to find an inaccessible place, lie down and taste the courage, and then practice the Sunflower Treasure Book, and he will eventually come to us for revenge in the future. Duan Yu said solemnly.

It is better to offend a gentleman than a villain, that is to say.

"Sunflower Treasure Book, is it really that powerful? In the Scripture Pavilion before, I saw Murong Fu perform the embroidery needle stunt, and that's it. Xiao Feng said.

"This is a bad statement, you underestimate this martial art. The Sunflower Book was created by a father-in-law, and it can be described as profound and mysterious. And what Murong Fu got was only the first volume of the Sunflower Treasure Book, which was obtained at the Taishan Conference. Maybe he will find a way to go to the palace to get the follow-up method. Duan Yu speculated.

Talking about the palace of the Great Song Dynasty, Duan Yu suddenly remembered his good brother Huang Shang, and he could learn from him about the whereabouts of Li Xian, the founder of the Sunflower Treasure Book.

Duan Yu planned this way, not only to prevent Murong Fu from obtaining the follow-up method of the Sunflower Treasure Book, but also to meet this sharp old man.

"Now that the Central Plains is over, the foolish brother is going to be for the Liao State. Hey, it's a pity that the eighteen horsemen of Yanyun who followed the foolish brother to the Central Plains were all sacrificed. Xiao Feng sighed.

"Big brother, didn't you take a two-month vacation?" Duan Yu suddenly asked. (To be continued)