Seeing Duan Yu's victorious return, Wang Yuyan's smile bloomed like a flower, surrounded Duan Yu, and shouted Duan Lang one by one, expressing his deepest concern for his internal injuries.

Duan Yu's heart is so sweet that he can be really useful, he can be so cared about by Wang Yuyan, he is not afraid of broken bones, and he is afraid of a little internal injury.

Murong Fu's face was pale, gloomy as if he could drip water, and his fists were clenched.

Before Murong Fu could make any moves, Xiao Feng stepped into the field first: "Xiao Feng, a Khitan person, understand the high moves of Murong Bo's predecessors." ”

Challenged in front of 10,000 people, Murong Bo naturally refused to be a turtle with a shrunken head, he flew out with a swish, stood in front of Xiao Feng, and sneered repeatedly.

As early as the first birthday, Xiao Feng was almost buried under Murong Bo's conspiracy, and he was separated from his mother from yin and yang.

After that, the death of his adoptive father and adoptive mother, and the death of his mentor Xuanku, although Xiao Yuanshan killed him, it was also because of Murong Bo.

Looking at this mother-killing enemy, how could Xiao Feng's heart not be angry, he only felt that his whole body was filled with an indescribable strength.

"Bring the wine. Xiao Feng shouted, and the four mountains echoed, and there were countless frightened crows and gray sparrows, and the timid earth rats and red deer ran for their lives.

Immediately, a Khitan knight threw over a bag of good wine, Xiao Feng threw the wine bag in the air and drank more than ten catties in one go.

Seeing that Xiao Feng was so brave, the heroes and the Western Xia soldiers all showed reverence and fear on their faces, Xiao Feng's name spread all over the world, and now everyone finally saw the majesty.

"This person is a true warrior!" said the Western Xia Emperor sincerely, he liked to ride and shoot by nature, and worshiped warriors the same.

Murong Bo looked at Xiao Feng, his expression couldn't help but become in a trance, thirty years ago, Xiao Feng was still a toddler waiting to be fed, but now he has become a famous man in the world, time, can really change a person.

Behind his back, Murong Bo did everything, but in front of everyone, he pretended to be enough, and he refused to attack Xiao Feng first.

"Come on, let's have a bloody fight. Xiao Feng roared and said, which made everyone's ear drums buzz.

The Emperor of Western Xia was taken aback, and almost couldn't hold back his white horse, so he hurriedly retreated, and said in surprise: "The roar on the cliff turned out to be from this person, and he was really a man as brave as a tiger." ”

With a wild roar, Xiao Feng jumped into the air and pounced towards Murong Bo, like a whirlwind blowing on the ground, forcing everyone to retreat one after another.

This is exactly the most powerful move in the eighteen palms of the dragon descending: "Flying dragon in the sky." "Leap up with a soaring style, rush to palm, and quickly take the opponent's head, shoulder, and chest.

"Well done. Murong Bo was furious, his tall figure flew up quickly, and he actually used the dragon subduing elephant skill in the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin.

This exercise should be based on the Shaolin lion's roar, and Murong Bo's roar was no less powerful than Xiao Feng.

Bang!

The figures of the two people collided in mid-air, and the two majestic internal forces, centered on the place where they collided, rippled out of the surroundings.

The entire stone platform shook for a while, and many onlookers of the Western Xia soldiers were shocked to the ground on the spot, tearing off their clothes one after another and covering their ears.

It is said that you can descend the dragon and subjugate the elephant, and the eighteen palms of the dragon are the same, they are extremely powerful and extremely strong kung fu.

Murong Bo knew that Xiao Feng was good at descending the dragon and eighteen palms, so he wanted to practice a kung fu that matched him, and during this time, whenever he was free, he worked hard to study this palm technique.

With a slap of the hand, both of their faces changed drastically, and they felt the strength of their opponents.

After the palms collided, both of them were shocked by the force, ejected two feet away, and fell to the ground.

The bluestone under Murong Bo's feet was shattered by him, but under Xiao Feng's feet, there were several long cracks.

Xiao Feng took a deep breath, raised his hand, and suddenly sent out a strong force, which was one of the eighteen palms of the dragon descending, "Kang Long has regrets".

As soon as Murong Bo finished pranayama, he felt that the strong wind hit his body, like a knife cut, only blowing his hair cold.

Fortunately, Murong Bo reacted very quickly, and when he saw that it was not good, he immediately used the Dou Zhuan Star Shift Kung Fu to unload the power of the eighteen palms of the dragon descending.

Boom!

A strong and powerful palm force hit a boulder weighing thousands of catties, and directly smashed the boulder into large and small stones, splashing out.

Everyone was dumbfounded, if anyone happened to be standing in this place just now, wouldn't they be beaten to a bloody pulp.

Originally, everyone was dozens of feet away from Murong Bo and Xiao Feng, but at this moment, they couldn't help but continue to retreat, making the middle venue bigger and bigger, so that these two people could perform their kung fu.

The most commonly used thing in Xiao Feng's life is the eighteen palms of the dragon descending, and his whole person keeps jumping in the air, hitting one palm after another, and it is all offensive moves.

Murong Bo knew that if he was overwhelmed by Xiao Feng's momentum, he would lose and win this game, so he gritted his teeth at the moment, refused to show weakness at all, and urged the Dragon Descending Elephant Gong to fight hard with Xiao Feng.

Thundered!

The two of them slammed dozens of palms in a row, and the range of dozens of zhang was full of palm wind, and those Western Xia soldiers and besieging high-rollers couldn't see the shadows of the two people clearly, and they only felt that Murong Bo and Xiao Feng were dancing everywhere.

The stones and trees on the ground were damaged, and those large and small stones were shattered by the wind of the two people's palms, and they kept flying in the air, as if they had encountered a tornado.

As for the trees, they were broken upside down, and some were broken by the waist and then uprooted.

It's a mess everywhere, and the scary thing is that the battle continues, and for a moment it's impossible to see who loses and who wins.

Murong Bo gradually felt the difficulty of subduing the dragon and subduing the elephant, in the eyes of outsiders, they were obviously comparable to each other, but in his own opinion, they were overstretched everywhere and were controlled by others.

This does not bode well!

Murong Bo decided to change, he changed to the Sumeru Mountain Palm, and slapped out one palm after another, and his body was as dignified as a mountain.

The scene suddenly entered a stalemate, and Xiao Feng's eighteen palms of the dragon descended unfolded, like a long dragon, flying around him, and it really deserved to be the first palm in the fierce world.

But Murong Bo is extremely shrewd, and his Sumeru Mountain palm defense is extremely strong, and the palm shadow is like a mountain peak, which cannot be shaken.

The more Xiao Feng attacked Murong Bo's side, the more he felt that the pressure on the other party to rebound was greater, but he couldn't help but be secretly surprised in his heart.

From the eyes of the masters, Xiao Feng's eighteen dragon descending palms still have the upper hand, but Murong Bo's body is extremely stable, but he seems to be invincible.

Xiao Feng was occasionally impatient in his heart, and a few zhang away, he still felt Murong Bo's palm wind, and he couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart, and hurriedly used his skills to defend.

The Master of the Aquarius had always felt bad luck when he lost in the hands of Duan Yu, but now he felt lucky, if he met these two people, he was afraid that he would lose even more.

Xiao Feng and the two rolled over, fighting hundreds of rounds in a row, stirring up dust in this piece of the world.

Shaolin seventy-two stunts, Murong Bo has already used more than thirty kinds at the moment, and each one is infinitely powerful.

Xiao Feng is just a set of eighteen dragon descending palms, but the ingenuity of his luck is different, his body is constantly flipping in the air, the moves seem to be endless, and the power seems to be endless.

The Western Xia soldiers and onlookers roared hoarsely, and for the first time in their lives, they had seen such a wonderful competition.

Even though there were only two people in the field, the battle between the two men was like a battle between thousands of troops.

Murong Fu has always admired Murong Bo since he was a child, and always thought that his Lao Tzu's kung fu was the best in the world, but now when he saw Xiao Feng, he was able to fight with Murong Bo for hundreds of moves, which made him have to admire in his heart.

"Murong in the south, Qiao Feng in the north. Murong Fu muttered: "It turns out that I am stained with the light of the Murong family, but Qiao Feng's prestige is a punch and a kick, and it is brutal. There will inevitably be a gap in this......"

No one paid attention to what Murong Fu was saying, but everyone could see that his expression was very low.

Hong Jin only saw that his palms were beads of sweat, he didn't expect that Murong Bo's kung fu was so subtle and so powerful.

Thinking of being able to fight with Murong Bo without winning or losing, Hong Jin couldn't help but have a heartfelt pride in his heart, which was a great thing.

"Fly!Dragon!in!day!"

Xiao Feng suddenly roared loudly, his expression had a terrifying aura, like a long dragon flying in the air, striking out with one palm, even the person with the palm, turning into a surging palm force.

Murong Bo secretly sighed in his heart, even though his internal strength was profound, he was old after all, and he couldn't compare to Xiao Feng's youth and strength, and his confidence was deep.

At this scene, Murong Bo couldn't show weakness, and he hit the Shaolin Fengyun hand out of the way.

With a palm strike, a whirlpool seemed to have formed around Murong Bo, and where his palm power was located, the strongest part of the whirlpool.

Both of them knew that when it came to the competition of life and death, this was the gathering of their life's work.

Bang!

The two of them collided violently together, and Murong Bo's tall body was violently knocked out of the air, flying straight out of the distance of more than three feet, and slammed into the ground.

Murong Bo only felt that the hot blood was surging into his mouth, he was very ruthless by nature, and he actually swallowed it hard, not losing face in front of everyone.

Xiao Feng's face turned pale, Murong Bo's Fengyun hand was by no means a general skill, and his internal organs were also hurt.

But seeing that he could beat Murong Bo to death, Xiao Feng's body couldn't help but sway, and he ran towards Murong Bo.

"Stop, what do you want to do?"

Murong Fu couldn't help but be shocked, and shouted loudly at Xiao Feng, who was slowly running over.

"The victory and defeat of this battle have been divided, and Murong Bo's predecessors were defeated by Xiao Feng with one move, and today's matter is stopped. Quan Guanqing hurriedly rushed into the arena and blocked Xiao Feng's way.