Chapter Seventy-Two: The Priest
Wang Yue and Murong Bo have a deep hatred, so naturally it is impossible to give Murong Bo to Xiao Feng, and Xiao Feng's current skills may not be Murong Bo's opponent.
Murong Fu said to Murong Bo: "Dad, let's go together! I won't go alone." Although Wang Yue is powerful, we may not be his opponent if we join forces. ”
Murong Fu glanced at the martial arts people around him, if he was really not Wang Yue's opponent, he would use the Northern Spiritual Skill to frantically absorb the true qi of these people, and when the time came, even if it was Wang Yue, he would not be afraid.
"Wang Yue, you want to kill my father. You have to get past me first. Murong Fu stood in front of Murong Bo and said to Wang Yue.
Wang Yue smiled contemptuously: "Your subordinates are defeated." Murong Fu, I have to say, your life is good, every time I see you, I will let you escape with various reasons. Last time in the Valley of the Deaf and Dumb, if it weren't for Yu Yan's intercession, you would have died at my hands. You're still not ashamed to speak up. Wait until I kill Murong Bo, and then I'll clean you up. Today, I'm going to see who can save you!"
Wang Yue said to Xiao Feng, Xuzhu and the others: "Brother Xiao, Master Xuzhu, as well as Duan Gongzi, and even Xiao Yuanshan's seniors, now you can repay your kindness and revenge." Do it. haha......”
Xiao Yuanshan was taken aback, he didn't expect that Wang Yue had already recognized his identity.
Xiao Yuanshan pulled down his mask, he looked very old, with gray hair and beard. His appearance was exactly the same as Xiao Feng.
Xiao Feng looked at Xiao Yuanshan in shock and shouted, "Dad." ”
Xiao Yuanshan nodded and said, "Feng'er." ”
Wang Yue sneered: "You guys slowly catch up, I'm going to do it." Murong Bo, give me death!"
Wang Yue's body moved like a fantasy, and he took a few steps and punched out. This speed makes people have an illusion of vision, as if Wang Yue will move instantly.
"Cannon hammer!"
The fist on Wang Yue's fist exploded, and the air around him collapsed all of a sudden, attacking Murong Bo with a huge explosive force.
The power of this punch has exceeded the limit of what the Grandmaster can bear.
If Murong Bo was hit by this punch, he would definitely be blown out of his body and end up with no bones left.
"Daddy. Be careful!"
Murong Fu and Murong Bo slapped at the same time, hoping to block Wang Yue's attack.
"Boom!"
The two joined forces to block Wang Yue's fist.
All of them felt a bang in their heads.
Murong Bo and Murong Fu were shocked by the powerful fist and flew out.
"Wow......"
Murong Fu and Murong Bo fell to the ground and spat out a mouthful of blood at the same time. Both of them are really angry, their qi and blood are floating, Liliang can't gather at all, and their internal organs have also been shocked, and they have already suffered internal injuries.
"Hmph, the two of you go together?" Wang Yue said contemptuously, "Murong Fu, the liliang level of you and me is too far apart, don't say that you have one Murong Fu, even if it is ten, you will die in my hands." ”
Wang Yue can now become a Dan Jin martial artist at any time, and his cultivation is no weaker than that of an ordinary great grandmaster.
Murong Fu is better, he cultivates the inner fist, his body is strong, his qi and blood are full, and his injuries are not very serious, but Murong Bo is more miserable.
All the people looked at Wang Yue with shock and fear in their eyes.
Wang Yue's martial arts were too powerful and too ferocious.
Murong Fu and Murong Bo are both top powerhouses in the world, and they can't even take a move from Wang Yue.
Wang Yue walked towards Murong Bo step by step, and did not kill him immediately. Wang Yue wanted Murong Bo to feel the fear before death. For Murong Bo, Wang Yue hated it to the core, and for the sake of the formula, he actually killed the steward and Wang Shan.
Several times, when Wang Yue arrived at Wang Shan's house, he saw Wang Shan's wife holding the child and washing her face with tears.
As the village head, Wang Yue felt that he was derelict in his duty for failing to protect the villagers.
"Daddy. Murong Fu shouted loudly, "Wang Yue, if you dare to kill my father, I will definitely not let you go!"
Wang Yue said with a smile: "Murong Fu, you can't protect yourself now, and you still want to save your father? You'd better take care of yourself. ”
Murong Bo yelled at Murong Fu: "Fu'er, let's go." Hurry up!"
Wang Yue smiled: "I can't leave." Today you are all going to die. Murong Bo, when you killed my Wangjia Village steward and my eldest brother Wang Shan, did you think about today's fate?"
Wang Yue's face changed, and he was killed, and he slammed down with a punch.
All the martial arts people knew that Murong Bo was going to die this time, and with such a powerful fist, he couldn't dodge it at all.
Xiao Feng didn't have any hatred for Murong Bo now, he just felt sorry for him. To make a feud with Wang Yue is really looking for death.
Wang Yue's martial arts, Xiao Feng was terrified when he thought about it, killing tens of thousands of Liao cavalry by himself was not something that mortals could do at all.
Abbot Xuanci closed his eyes and muttered, "Amitabha." ”
Murong Fu yelled in grief: "Dad!"
Just when everyone thought that Murong Bo was certain to die, a Sanskrit voice sounded.
"Amitabha. ”
The space within a radius of kilometers is full of Sanskrit masterpieces, and a powerful spiritual force protects Murong Bo.
"Boom!"
Wang Yue's fatal punch was actually blocked by this powerful spiritual force.
Wang Yue was shocked a few steps, shook his numb arm slightly, frowned, and asked loudly: "Divine monk, Murong Bo is full of evil, and his sins are extremely evil, damn it!"
A golden light flashed, and an old monk wearing a patch appeared in front of Wang Yue. I saw that he had wrinkled faces, long white eyebrows, and no master temperament on his body, and he was completely like a miscellaneous servant of Shaolin Temple.
"Wang Yue Shaoxia, you have to be forgiving and forgiving. Old monk Murong is now seriously injured, and he has no ability to resist, so you can let it go. The old man will admit him to the Shaolin Temple, so that he will not be allowed to walk out of the Shaolin Temple for half a step in his life, so that he will no longer endanger the world. The sweeping monk folded his hands and said to Wang Yue.
The appearance of the sweeping monk made everyone in an uproar.
The heroes all thought that the strongest martial arts in Shaolin Temple was Abbot Xuanci, but they didn't expect that Shaolin Temple still hid a super master, a great master.
Wang Yue was already very terrifying in the eyes of everyone, but now that Wang Yue was repelled by this old monk, how powerful was such a skill?
These people, they don't know that there are still strong people in this world.
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When Li Qiushui saw the sweeping monk, he let out an exclamation: "Is it him? ”
Wang Yuyan asked curiously, "Grandma, who is he, who surprised you so much?"
Li Qiushui whispered: "Don't talk nonsense, this is a real monk, martial arts, even if Wang Yue and Xuzhu join forces, they are not his opponents." ”
Xiaohuan was unconvinced, in her consciousness, Wang Yue was the strongest, but now that a master stronger than Wang Yue came out, she was inevitably a little unhappy.
"Hmph, how powerful this old monk is? The village chief is still young, and he will definitely be even more powerful than him in the future!" Xiaohuan said with a small pout.
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Wang Yue was angry: "Divine monk, although the Buddha crossed the people, but Murong Bo also crosses a person like him?" Thirty-two years ago, Murong Bo faked the news and asked the leading brother to take dozens of Great Song warriors to attack Xiao Yuanshan's family outside Yanmen Pass, causing Xiao Yuanshan's family to die. Because Xiao Yuanshan was a nobleman of the Great Liao, Murong Bo did this in order to provoke a war between the Great Liao and the Great Song Dynasty, profit from it, and make his dream of recovering the Great Yan. ”
"In the past thirty years, there have been no less than hundreds of Great Song warriors who have died at the hands of Murong Bo, and some of the recent homicides in the martial arts have also come from his Murong Bo. Monk, you say, 'Do you want to save such a person?"
Wang Yue stared at Murong Bo and sneered: "Murong Bo, you did all these things, I didn't wronged you." ”
Murong Bo said frantically: "Yes, what if the old man did it? As a descendant of the Dayan royal family, the old man wants to restore the country, and there is a peace and wrong? But the old man has no power, no soldiers, and no money, so it is not easy to talk about if he wants to restore the country." Only when Da Liao and Da Song go to war, will my Dayan have a chance. But God doesn't have long eyes, and he doesn't take care of my Murong family, I, Murong Bo, have been running for thirty years, and I have not achieved anything. Wang Yue, don't be a good person here, say murder, you have killed tens of thousands of soldiers in Daliao, and you have killed more people than me, what qualifications do you have to teach the old man a lesson?"
Wang Yue daxiao said: "Murong Bo, I, Wang Yue, have never said that I am a hero and a good person. If you want to restore the country and want to provoke a war between the Great Liao and the Great Song Dynasty, what does it matter to my Wang Yue? If you want to rebel, naturally there is a court and a master of the six doors will come to you. I, Wang Yue, am just a grass people, I can't manage national affairs, and I don't want to take care of them. However, you shouldn't kill the steward of my Wangjia Village and my eldest brother Wang Shan. My Wang Yue's flaws will be avenged, if you dare to kill my family, you will go to the ends of the earth, and I will kill you!"
Xiao Feng and Xiao Yuanshan stared at Murong Bo, their eyes cracked, and the killing machine exploded.
Xiao Yuanshan roared: "Old thief Murong, it turns out that you are the culprit who caused the destruction of the old man's family! Wang Yue Shaoxia is right, even the Buddha can't save you today." Feng'er, this Murong Bo is the enemy who killed your mother and scattered our family, today our father and son join forces, even if the monks of Shaolin Temple block it, we must kill him. ”
Xiao Feng stared at Murong Bo and said coldly: "Dad, don't worry, the child will not let Murong Bo escape today, even if he dies, I will leave his life behind." ”
Murong Fu walked up to Murong Bo and said to Xiao Feng: "Xiao Feng, you Liao people are so big that you want to kill my father? ”
Xiao Feng is not Wang Yue, when it comes to fighting alone, Murong Fu is not afraid of Xiao Feng at all.
Wang Yue looked at the sweeping monk and said with a smile: "Divine monk, you see, Murong Bo has become the public enemy of the world, and no one can save him." If the monk rescues him today, he will be the enemy of the entire world and the Great Song Dynasty. ”
Wang Yue took a step forward and wanted to kill Murong Bo again.
The sweeping monk announced: "Amitabha." ”
A powerful spiritual force field blocked Wang Yue.
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