Seeing Duan Yu's heartbroken appearance, Hong Jin didn't tell him the whole truth.

If Duan Yu knew that his father was Duan Yanqing, he would probably be even more unbearable.

"Murong Bo is here, the bald donkeys of Shaolin Temple, can they dare to fight?" suddenly a loud roar resounded in the night sky.

The heroes on the village woke up in unison, and rushed out with blades in their hands, and on their faces, they were all extremely excited.

Not long after, under the leadership of the abbot of Xuan Lone, Qunhao lined up in a neat line and walked out in turn.

These people have solemn expressions on their faces, past grudges, and the grievances of almost not starving to death, making them all murderous.

I didn't let these people wait too long, and I saw a row of small boats, speeding towards Shenhezhuang, and in a blink of an eye, they galloped to the front of Shenhezhuang.

The person standing at the front was Murong Bo, his tall figure looked majestic, and his face was full of confidence.

On the left side of Murong Bo, standing was the fire foreman Tuo, with his hair full of messy hair, like a chicken nest, but his eyes were particularly fierce.

On the right side of Murong Bo, there is a son dressed in white, it is Murong Fu, his handsome face is slightly cold, with an indescribable arrogance.

Guoxiang and Guixiang, as well as Deng Baichuan and others, were all in another small boat, and the rest were all black-clothed dead soldiers.

These people on the Shenhe Village, led by the abbot of Xuan Lone, Hong Jin and Duan Yu were on both sides of him, and the team was quite large.

Compared to the number of people, there are still fewer black-clothed people brought by Murong Bo, but their momentum is no worse than that of Qunhao.

Seeing that in front of Shenhezhuang, Murong Bo suddenly jumped onto the shore, and his body was quite fast.

The last was the black-clothed dead soldiers, who jumped over one after another, one after another, and their bodies were particularly agile.

Looking at the kung fu displayed by these black-clothed dead soldiers, the abbot of Xuan Lin couldn't help but secretly worry, there must be many dead and wounded in this battle.

"Murong Bo, you injured Master Xuanbei, injured the predecessors of the sweeping monks, and caused countless sins, it's time for retribution. The abbot of Xuan Silence paused the Zen staff in his hand and shouted loudly.

Murong Boha smiled and said, "Yes, I did all these things. So what? You want to kill me, do you have the ability?"

Seeing that Murong Bo was so arrogant, Qunhao was very angry, and the monks of Shaolin Temple couldn't help but chant a few words of the Buddha's name.

"The idiot of Shaolin Temple, do you still know me?" said the fire foreman with a grim smile.

When the monks saw the fire foreman, they all made a noise, and this fight killed many innocent Xiangzhu kitchen monks, and also injured the master of Xuanyan, which aroused the anger of the public.

"Shaolin Temple is good at raising waste, especially after the death of Xuan Ci and Xuan Ku and others, it is even worse, which of you has the ability to come out and receive a palm from me?"

The abbot of Xuan Lin sneered: "The old man will take your palm, see what skills you have?"

The fire foreman Tuo was about to stand up in front of everyone, and with a whoosh, he rushed into the middle of the field, and shouted: "Come, bald donkey." ”

In fact, the fire foreman Tuo is still wearing monk's clothes, but when he scolds the bald donkey, he is very smooth, and he has the demeanor of a leader.

"This is the head of our King Kong Sect, today we are going to meet Shaolin fools, who is the authentic one in the end?"

The abbot of Xuan Lin stepped forward empty-handed, he was the head of Shaolin, so he naturally had to maintain due reserve.

The fire foreman Tuo didn't care so much, he snorted a palm, and hit the abbot of Xuan Lone, which was a move in the palm of King Kong Prajna's "King Kong Pushing Mountain".

Many black-clothed dead men cheered for the fire foreman Tuo, such a powerful palm power, which is rare in their lives.

Especially the two brothers, Guoxiang and Guixiang, thought that the fire foreman Tuo had won, and they all had smug smiles on their faces.

This is quite a powerful palm, after practicing to the great completion, hitting the mountain crack, hitting the stone like powder, is the top kung fu in the outer door.

Xuan Lin smiled coldly, mentioned his internal strength, and slammed out with a palm, and then he came first.

Before the palm power reached the body of the fire foreman, the fire foreman Tuo already felt that his breathing was not smooth, and his face immediately changed greatly.

Many black-clothed dead men couldn't see the expression of the fire foreman, and they were still there to applaud him, and their voices became louder and louder.

Xuan Lin uses one pat and two scattered palms, which is the gathering of his life's skills, the so-called two scattered, refers to the slap on the stone, the stone flies away, pats on the person's body, and the soul flies away.

Syllable!

The palm power of the two collided together in an instant, and the fire foreman Tuo only felt that the palm power of Xuan Lonely was surging like an angry tide, and he couldn't help but be shocked, this was really careless.

In fact, when it comes to skill and palm power, Xuan Lin is not better than the fire foreman Tuo, but his one slap and two scattered palms are only one move, but the power is extremely powerful, and it is not necessary to hurt people with the meaning of a second move.

Xuan Lin only felt as if his body had been hit by a sledgehammer, and his body couldn't help but take a few steps back, and his chest was particularly uncomfortable.

The fire foreman Tuo was directly knocked away, and the arm he held in his palm hung down softly, and he didn't have the slightest strength in his body.

Seeing the fire foreman Tuo, he was even more embarrassed than the abbot of Xuan Lone, Guo Xiang and Gui Xiang were shocked, and hurriedly stepped forward and helped the fire foreman Tuo.

"Master, how is it?" asked Guo Xiang in a low voice.

"I don't have any strength in my body, I'm afraid that I will have to raise it for a while. The fire foreman shouted weakly.

The abbot of Xuan Lin slapped it with a palm, and he also had no strength, but his body was still standing, but the situation was better than that of the fire foreman.

The shouting of the black-clothed dead man stopped abruptly, as if someone had suddenly choked his neck.

The group of heroes and monks were thunderous and applauded one after another, and their momentum inevitably rose because of this.

Murong Bo pouted to Murong Fu, meaning that he would take action in the next game and delay time as much as possible.

Murong Fu was naturally unassuming, he straightened his clothes, walked out of the hall slowly, and arched his hand: "I don't know which hero came to teach?"

Wang Yuyan was hiding in the crowd, and when she saw Murong Fu in white clothes, she felt a pang of distress in her heart.

If it weren't for the fact that she was in full view, Wang Yuyan really wanted to leave with Murong Fu like this, but now, with her personality and Mrs. Wang's constant watch, she could only turn into a long sigh.

Duan Yu and Hong Jin walked out together, they glanced at each other, each smiled a little, and stopped at the same time.

"With your skills, you can naturally subdue Murong Fu, come on!" Hong Jin made a gesture to Duan Yu and walked away with a very dashing expression.

Duan Yu was dressed in a green shirt, and in terms of appearance, he was no worse than Murong Gongzi, but that kind of heroic appearance couldn't be compared to it no matter what.

However, if you want to compare the stupid look, Murong Fu is naturally inferior to Duan Yu, especially in Wang Yuyan's eyes.

Murong Fu said: "Your Dali Duan family's One Yang Finger and Six Veins Divine Sword are famous all over the world, but my Gusu Murong's Douzhuan Xingyi and Shenhe Finger are also famous in the rivers and lakes, let us see today which is stronger and which is weak." ”

In fact, the two of them had a big battle in Shaolin Temple, when Duan Yu was captured by Murong Fu, but he also used the Six Veins Divine Sword to defeat him, and it was undecided whether he won or lost, and today Murong Fu mentioned it again.

When Duan Yu heard Murong Fu say this, he couldn't help but nodded, and Zhengrong said, "Don't worry, the Duan family's stunt will never lose." ”

Murong Fu was only afraid of Hong Jin's appearance, not Duan Yu, so he couldn't help sneering: "Don't be ashamed to say it."

Knowing that the two were fighting, the situation was very important, Murong Fu immediately made a move, using the Murong family's family swordsmanship, and the moves were endless, as if flowing water, and his whole body was covered in a sword curtain.

The group of heroes were all frightened, and only then did they know that the Murong clan was indeed true to the family tradition, and even Murong Fu's long sword could make it so superb.

Duan Yu's body took a diagonal step forward, and immediately let go of Murong Fu's attack, his Ling Bo micro-step, the application was already very proficient, and he could use it unconsciously.

Murong Fu had just seen Duan Yu's reality clearly, so he took the lead in making a move, but when he saw Duan Yu in front of him, he suddenly disappeared, and he couldn't help but be surprised.

Qunhao has always heard that the Murong clan's way of using the other and giving back to the other is the most proud kung fu, but they really didn't expect that their family heirloom swordsmanship was so exquisite.

What surprised Qunhao even more was Duan Yu's footwork, I saw his figure stepping out casually, without any reluctance at all, just between square inches, but it seemed to be a world of its own, and the mystery was endless.

Even if there are people with good eyesight, they can see that Ling Bo Weibu is from the Book of Changes, but no one can see how to move it.

Even if you can see clearly, after looking at two steps, you will naturally feel that your mind is confused, and you can't calculate the changes in the steps at all.

Even Murong Bo was surprised, he had studied Ling Bo Weibu with his wife, but he couldn't study it thoroughly, and now he couldn't help but watch carefully.

"Hehe, your swordsmanship is good, but you can't hit me at all, but it's for nothing. Duan Yu's body suddenly took three steps forward, and then his body retreated diagonally, dodging Murong Fu's attack very easily, and he couldn't help but tease in his mouth.

Murong Fu has always been good at witty arguments, and he couldn't help but exclaim: "You don't know the way, where did you learn this set of escape skills, what kind of heroes are you? Could it be that the Dali Duan family is a person who only knows how to escape?"

If Murong Fu just made fun of Duan Yu, I'm afraid Duan Yu would laugh at it, but Murong Fu made fun of the entire Dali Duan family, which made Duan Yu's anger rise all of a sudden.

"The tiger is not powerful, you really think I am a sick cat, Murong Fu, I have put up with you for a long time, you guy who doesn't know how to pity people. Thinking of Wang Yuyan, Duan Yu shouted angrily.

Together, the Northern Darkness True Qi in Duan Yu's body immediately accelerated its flow, making a sound like waves, and its strength instantly reached his fingertips, ready to go.