Chapter 65: Wronged

Xiao Feng is angry!

Furious to the extreme, he found that he had never hated a person so much in his life.

This black-clothed monk was so heartbroken, in front of him, he shattered his parents' hearts.

Recalling a moment ago, the family was still talking and laughing, telling each other goodbye together, unlimited family affection, unlimited love.

Now Qiao Sanhuai and Qiao Sanniang's bodies have gradually stiffened, their laughter, their care, I want to see them in the future, unless they are in a dream.

"Old thief, I won't kill you, I won't be a man. Xiao Feng roared angrily, like a dragon, and rushed straight to the black-clothed monk.

A distance of several zhang, Xiao Feng came in a blink of an eye, and he jumped high in the air, which was a move "Flying Dragon in the Sky".

The black-clothed monk didn't expect Xiao Feng to be so brave, he snorted, and did not back down in the slightest, but instead took the hard fight.

The eighteen palms of the dragon descending are the most rigid and fierce kung fu in the world, and he has always liked to attack head-on, Xiao Feng saw that the black-clothed monk resisted hard, and he was in the middle of it.

Boom!

The strength of the two collided together, and they saw that one by one the air masses continued to explode, and their bodies were repelled by the force of the shock.

Ordinary opponents should first adjust their internal breath before carrying out the following attacks.

But Xiao Feng was so angry that he didn't hesitate for a moment at all, and then there was a move of "Double Dragon Playing in the Water".

This move flew with both palms, like two swimming dragons flying out side by side, and the strength was incomparably fierce.

The black-clothed monk did not retreat at all, and he also flew with both palms, colliding with Xiao Feng's strength.

Xiao Feng attacked three times in an instant, and found that he only had a slight advantage, or took advantage of his physical strength, and couldn't help but be angry.

In the past, walking in the rivers and lakes, Xiao Feng was simply invincible, and he rarely met opponents.

Unexpectedly, the strength of the three monks who came suddenly was on par with him, which made his heart full of doubts.

Even in the Shaolin Temple, it is difficult to pick out such three masters, and these three people should never be nameless.

The black-clothed monk and Xiao Feng took a few tricks, and gradually felt powerless, knowing that he was fighting for a long time, he was afraid that he was really not Xiao Feng's opponent.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the black-clothed monk had the intention of retreating, but he was tightly entangled by Xiao Feng, and it was not easy to get out.

"Hun boy, if you fight with me again, I'm afraid that your brother won't be able to live if he wants to. The black-clothed monk sneered.

Xiao Feng turned his head to look at it, but saw Murong Bo and Gu Mozhi surrounding Hong Jin and were fighting.

Hong Jin spread the Jiuyang Divine Skill all over his body, constantly urging the Six Veins Divine Sword, but he still fell behind.

If it weren't for Murong Bo and Gu Mozhi, who wanted to capture Hong Jin as a living mouth, I was afraid that Hong Jin would have died many times.

The situation was pressing, Xiao Feng's hand couldn't help but slow, and the black-clothed monk took advantage of the momentum to fly, jumped onto the wall, and then turned around and disappeared.

"Stinky boy, if you want revenge, come to Shaolin Temple, I'll wait. The black-clothed monk flew away and disappeared, and his voice still came slowly, as if he was shouting in his ear.

Xiao Feng roared angrily, and the eighteen palms of the dragon descending flew out in the air, desperately attacking Murong Bo.

Seeing Xiao Feng's appearance like a mad tiger, even Murong Bo and Gu Mozhi were ferocious, they couldn't help but feel chills in their hearts.

Kuma Zhi said: "At this time, it is really not worth fighting with this madman, let's retreat first." ”

Murong Bo nodded, he looked at Xiao Feng's crazy appearance, and he couldn't help but beat a little drum in his heart.

Xiao Feng knew that Murong Bo and Gu Mozhi were both accomplices in killing their parents, urging the eighteen palms of the dragon descending to the extreme, and they wanted to keep them.

However, Murong Bo and Gu Mozhi, the skills of that person are not worse than him, Xiao Feng used all his strength, but he couldn't stop the two who wanted to leave.

Hong Jin knew that with their current skills, they couldn't stop Murong Bo and Jiu Mozhi at all, so they could only do their best to obey the destiny of heaven.

Sure enough, Murong Bo and Gu Mozhi, like two departing swallows, quickly disappeared with a slight hint of strength on the courtyard wall.

After all the enemies left, Xiao Feng seemed to be emptied of his body, and he collapsed all of a sudden, his body shook, and he almost didn't fall.

"Brother Xiao, how are you? Does it matter?" Hong Jin said with a concerned face.

Xiao Feng shook his head, he walked over and helped up Qiao Sanhuai and his wife who were on the ground.

"My adoptive father and adoptive mother are just two ordinary people, they were brutally poisoned by others because of my grievances, and this revenge is not avenged, how can I Xiao Feng be human?" Xiao Feng's expression was full of grief.

Hong Jin had to comfort him on the side, he knew that for Xiao Feng at this moment, any words were pale and powerless, but he couldn't help but say it.

With the help of Hong Jin, Xiao Feng dug a big pit in the back mountain and put the bodies of Qiao Sanhuai and his wife into it.

Staring at the bodies of Qiao Sanhuai and his wife, there were many past events that came to Xiao Feng's heart, and as soon as these two people died, he suddenly felt that the backer behind him collapsed with a bang.

When he was in the beggar gang, in the days when he was running around the world, as long as Xiao Feng thought that at the foot of Shaomu Mountain, there were Qiao Sanhuai and his wife waiting for him, his heart would be full of warmth.

Now that the maintenance in his heart has disappeared like this, Xiao Feng only felt empty in his heart for a while, and he thought a lot for a while, but he didn't seem to think about anything.

Looking at the dirt on the edge of the big pit, Xiao Feng was reluctant to push it down, he knew in his heart that as long as the soil was buried, he would never see these two kind faces again.

Seeing Xiao Feng wanting to cry without tears, Hong Jin couldn't help but sigh, he didn't expect that after thousands of miles, he still couldn't save the lives of Qiao Sanhuai and his wife.

"Oh no, Master Xuanku. Hong Jin suddenly exclaimed.

remembered that not long after Qiao Sanhuai and his wife were killed, Shaolin's Master Xuanku was plotted, and before he died, he repeatedly said that he was Xiao Feng's poisonous hand.

Thinking that Master Xuanku might also be facing danger, Xiao Feng couldn't hesitate, so he had to slowly push the dirt down, his actions were very gentle, as if he was afraid of startling the good dreams of Qiao Sanhuai and his wife.

Xiao Feng and Hong Jin worked together to fill all the soil back into the pit and make a simple tombstone in front of the tomb.

Looking at the tombstone "The tomb of Qiao Sanhuai and his wife, the unfilial son Qiao Feng stands respectfully." Xiao Feng's eyes were filled with tears.

From now on, he is really no longer Qiao Feng, but how much he wants to be the Qiao Feng of the past, how good it would be if all of this really didn't happen.

"Let's go, go to Shaolin Temple. Xiao Feng greeted Hong Jin gloomily.

"Great Demon Qiao Feng, I didn't expect you to kill the Iron Mask Judge's family, as well as Tan Gong, Tan Po and others, not counting, but also killed your adoptive father and adoptive mother, it is really the wolf wildness of the Khitan people. ”

With a loud shout, more than ten Shaolin monks, holding eyebrow sticks, appeared in front of Qiao Feng.

There are a total of 18 of these monks, who are carefully selected young masters in the Shaolin Temple, and they have joined forces to practice a set of demon stick methods, which are extremely powerful.

"Great Demon Qiao Feng, we originally wanted to rush to your head and report to Qiao Sanhuai and his wife, but who knew that they still died tragically in your hands. A Shaolin monk said angrily.

"Qiao Feng! It turns out that I heard that you are so benevolent and righteous, why did you become worse and worse after becoming a Khitan, and now you actually killed your father and mother, it is really intolerable, today is your death date. Another Shaolin monk had a look of regret and pain on his face.

The shadow of the stick flickered.

Eighteen stick shadows in a row, with an extremely strong wind sound, smashed head-on towards Xiao Feng and Hong Jin's heads.

As soon as they heard the sound of the stick falling, Xiao Feng and Hong Jin knew that the kung fu of these Shaolin monks had reached a certain level.

Xiao Feng was worried about the safety of his master, lest he would fall for someone else's plot, so he hurried to see the Shaolin Temple, where he was willing to talk to these monks.

"Open!"

Xiao Feng roared, and then the strength of the world-famous Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Descending Palm had quickly swept away.

The eighteen Shaolin monks all felt that the stick was stagnant and could not fight at all, but instead staggered back and walked out.

With just a wave of his palm, Xiao Feng broke through a gap in the demon formation of the eighteen Shaolin monks.

"Let's go!"

Xiao Feng roared loudly and rushed out of the sky first, his body was really like a dragon in the sky.

By the time the Shaolin monk turned around, Xiao Feng had already fallen a few feet in front of them, and next to Xiao Feng, he followed Hong Jin closely.

Hong Jin didn't do it at all, because he knew that Lu Dao didn't need it, even though eighteen Shaolin monks were enough to deal with ordinary Jianghu people, but to deal with Xiao Feng, it was still not enough to see at all.

Watching Xiao Feng and Hong Jin flee all the way, the eighteen Shaolin monks each held short sticks, chasing after them, and they looked like they would not give up.

Don't look at the combat effectiveness of the eighteen Shaolin monks is not particularly powerful, but their kung fu foundation is very solid, and after running down this way, Xiao Feng and Hong Jin can't get rid of them for a while.

"Everyone, don't be ignorant, if we want to poison you, I'm afraid you will already be injured. Hong Jin jumped and persuaded bitterly.

"Nonsense. You are mixed with this Khitan dog thief, but I'm afraid it's not a good thing, let's die together. Eighteen Shaolin monks shouted.

Having said that, the eighteen Shaolin monks were not too close, they also knew how powerful Xiao Feng was, and now they were just following him closely, waiting for reinforcements from the temple to follow.

The place where Qiao Sanhuai and his wife live, not too far from Shaolin Temple, not long to see the yellow bricks and blue tiles in front of them, Shaolin Temple layers of monks standing in front of them.

Looking back at the eighteen Shaolin monks, they have all been thrown out of sight, and it is estimated that they will not chase after a while.

"For the sake of Master's life, even if the Shaolin Temple is a dragon's tiger's den, I have to break into him like this. Xiao Feng said loudly, his words full of pride.

Hong Jin has been away from Shaolin for many days, and he came back suddenly, and his mood was also extremely excited.

Especially thinking that he might be able to see Jueyuan and Xuancheng, Hong Jin's heart was even more enthusiastic.

The two of them glanced at each other, shoulder to shoulder, and flew towards the Shaolin Temple together.