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"It's Shaolin Xuanci Abbot, but he doesn't seem to be very good?"
"Follow footsteps and lack of qi. Isn't this like the profound martial arts abbot?"
"I heard that Ye Erniang has already come to Shaolin. Could it be that she will meet again after a long time, and she can't help but work hard with firewood? Hey!"
Seeing Master Xuanci bringing a group of Shaolin monks to appear, countless people cast in one after another.
When they saw Xuanci, everyone's hearts were filled with questions, feeling that today's Xuanci is different from the Xuanci they saw in the past.
"You actually lost your gong or passed your skill to others!"
Ye Donghuang could see the abnormality of Xuanci at a glance. At this time, it is impossible to take the initiative in San Gong. In all likelihood, he passed his own skill to others.
In addition, the news that Ye Erniang came to Shaolin and that Xuzhu was their son before spread, presumably that skill was passed on to his son Xuzhu.
Ye Donghuang thought of a lot in an instant, Xuanci is now ruined, and today it is estimated that he will give an explanation in front of the world's heroes with the determination to die.
Since he was about to die, his skill was not always good to waste, and it was logical to pass it on to his owed son Xu Zhu.
"Murongbo old donor, you finally appeared!"
Abbot Xuanci brought a group of eminent monks forward, and saw Murong Bo, his heart was full of anger, "Back then, you falsely informed that Xiao Yuanshan, a Khitan master, was going to Shaolin to capture martial arts classics, and even caused all kinds of big mistakes!"
Xuanci's voice was mournful, with regret and heartache, and the martial arts people around him nodded secretly. It was true that Xuanci was not to blame for what happened back then. It was Murong Bo's ghost.
"Once you have succeeded in success, you want to achieve the emperor's hegemony, and you will naturally have sacrificed. Back then, I gave you false information. You would take people outside Yanmen Pass without thinking about it. You are not cherishing yourself, for fear that your martial arts secrets will fall into it. Other people's hands? It's high-sounding and hypocritical now!"
Murong Bo snorted and snorted coldly, "Even if my news is false, when you see Xiao Yuanshan's wife and children, don't you doubt it?"
"You kill even the woman holding the child, so you are ashamed to say me? If you didn't hold the idea that you would kill Xiao Yuanshan's wife by mistake instead of letting go?"
"Tsk tusk, although Murong Bo is the culprit, it is a good point. A woman without martial arts holding a child can be killed by mistake. What regrets it is said now is indeed extremely hypocritical!" Many martial artists nodded secretly in their hearts. despise.
"Amitabha Buddha, Murong Bo, the old benefactor, you killed many innocent lives in vain for your own selfishness, and Lao Na also knew that his sins were serious and unforgivable, and he had committed licentious precepts. After today's affairs are completed, you should die as the rule of the temple. To pay for your sins!"
Xuanci puts his hands together, and today he wants to use his life to save Shaolin's reputation and end the battle outside Yanmen Pass thirty years ago.
"It's Xiao Feng!"
"Xiao Feng is here!"
Suddenly, bursts of exclamation sounded, and the crowd quickly separated into a passage, but Xiao Feng strode forward, and now he has changed his surname to Xiao.
"Murong Bo, it was you who ruined my family through false news back then?" Xiao Feng stared at Murong Bo and asked.
"Not bad!" Murong Bo raised his head, as if you could do anything to me.
"That's good, die!"
Xiao Feng couldn't help being angry anymore, a move that the flying dragon smashed in the sky, the dragon screamed, and the surrounding warriors dispersed in an instant. Unexpectedly, Murong Bo and Ye Donghuang didn't start to work, but first fought Xiao Feng. !
"North Xiaofeng vs. Nan Murong's father, don't know who wins and who loses?"
"I hope Murong Bo will not be as soft as his son, and be beaten to the ground with one move!"
"Maybe North Xiaofeng and Nan Murong are as soft as they are, and they are just as vain as they are, and they get down!"
Xiao Feng and Murong Bo went to war, instantly exploding the audience.
Ye Donghuang didn't rush to take a shot, looking at Xiao Feng.
The last time Xing Zilin met Xiao Feng, it was only in the early stage of the Supreme Master, and now he has actually been promoted to the mid-term of the Supreme Master!
Worthy of being a pig's feet, this practice speed is like riding a rocket!
"So strong! Sure enough, I am much better than my son!"
"Xiao Feng is so amazing, he won't let down the wind!"
"North Qiaofeng really deserves its reputation!"
Xiao Feng and Murong Bo fought with dozens of moves, the wind was violent, and you came and went, so fierce.
Murong Bo's cultivation base is higher than Xiao Feng, and he has reached the pinnacle of the Supreme Master, and his body skills are extremely profound.
However, Xiao Feng became more brave as he fought, and he became stronger as he fought. Jianglong’s eighteen palms were fierce and invincible, and he was invincible. There was a faint tendency to suppress Murong Bo!
"Bei Qiaofeng is indeed well-deserved, and Nan Murong is a bit vain!"
Seeing the battle in the field, Wu Xingyun couldn't help but nodded. Even if she went up, she might not be able to defeat the two, but there was definitely no problem in remaining unbeaten.
Boom!
Suddenly, just as Xiao Feng and Murong Bo were fighting vigorously, a masked man in black entered the battlefield.
He was extremely successful, and after a few ups and downs, he came behind Murong Bo and slapped Murong Bo with a palm.
This palm is stubborn and domineering, with extraordinary power, Murong Bo's cold hair stands on his back, vigilant, and dare not careless.
And he knew that this black-clothed masked man had been hiding in Shaolin with him for decades, and they had also handed in several hands, and his martial arts was unfathomable.
boom!
Pedal!
Murong Bo hurriedly slapped the black-clothed masked man, and struck with a strong force, his figure could not help backing.
Every step of the landing made a deep footprint on the ground, and the earth and rocks splashed and thrilled.
"Who are you?" Xiao Feng did not continue to make a move. He disdained besieging others, staring at the black-clothed masked man and asked.
Because of the appearance of Ye Donghuang, he has not yet met Xiao Yuanshan, the masked man in black.
"Are you Xiao Yuanshan?"
Murong Bo stabilized his figure, thinking of the recent rumors, a bright light flashed through his mind.
Since Ye Donghuang said that Xiao Yuanshan was not dead, where did Xiao Yuanshan go?
Now that such a strong person suddenly appeared to help Xiao Feng, the answer was ready to come.
"Not bad!" Xiao Yuanshan pulled off the black scarf on his face, and instead of looking at Murong Bo, he looked at Xiao Feng with excitement in his eyes.
"Are you my father Xiao Yuanshan?"
Xiao Feng's figure trembled. Although Ye Donghuang said that his father was not dead that day, he hadn't seen him for so many years. Now that he saw it suddenly, he felt excited.
"Of course, back then, I took your mother and you back to the province of Central Plains, but was intercepted outside Yanmen Pass. They killed your mother who had no martial arts skills. I jumped off the cliff with my heart, but was caught by a tree. Blocking saved my life. God didn't let me die, just let me take revenge!"
Xiao Yuanshan glanced at Murong Bo, then scanned Xuanci, "Let us father and son join forces today to avenge your dead mother!"
"Amitabha Buddha, Xiao Shi's main revenge, Lao Na is willing to die!" Xuanci folded his hands together and slowly spoke.
"Father, Murong Bo is the culprit who killed my mother. We killed him!"
Xiao Feng didn't want to kill Xuan Ci, and Xuan Ci was already a useless person at the moment. Without martial arts, he was even more unlikely to make a move.
In addition, even if he didn't make a move, Xuan Ci would not survive today!
Murong Bo's eyes were solemn, and a Xiao Feng had already made him very difficult. If Xiao Yuanshan were added, he might really be able to explain it here!
"The great virtue of Tianzhu, the martial arts masters of the Middle-earth land gathered in Shaolin to talk about martial arts. It is really a great event. I wonder if the little monk can be an uninvited guest and listen to his opinions respectfully?"
At this moment, a majestic and high-pitched voice came slowly, echoing in the sky above Shaoshi Mountain, attracting the attention of all the warriors at once, and secretly slandering in his heart, it would be too pretentious to come.
It's like being afraid that others won't know you are here!
"It is an honor for our temple to come to an expert!" Xuan Ci put his hands together, neither humble nor overbearing.
"Tubo mountain monk Kumozhi, see the abbot of Shaolin Temple!"
A figure leaped forward and landed on the opposite side of Xuanci, standing not far from Murong Bo, holding a string of Buddhist beads, standing still like a mountain.
"The national teacher came to Shaolin personally, Lao Na has missed far to welcome!" Xuan Ci nodded slightly, feeling that Ku Mazhi seemed to be unkind.
"Buddha Amitabha!" Kumazhi proclaimed the Buddha's name and looked at Murong Bo, "Mr. Murong, when I heard that my husband was going west, the little monk was very sad. It turned out that my husband could not live in seclusion, and he had other profound meanings. Today we are meeting, the little monk is really happy!"
"Because of my family and country, I pretended to die, let the master miss you!"
Seeing Kumazhi, Murong Bo became happy, stretched out his hand to shake hands with Kumazhi, and smiled.
"Dare you dare, that year the little monk and her husband talked about martial arts and swords, Mr. Demeng pointed out, and Mr. also accepted the Shaolin 72 stunts as a gift, the little monk was deeply impressed!"
Kumozhi smiled slightly, and looked at Xiao Feng and Xiao Yuanshan. His purpose was self-evident, and that was to help Murong Bo.
"In the later period of Supreme Master, it is getting more and more interesting!"
Looking at the changes in the field, Ye Donghuang's mouth raised slightly. He didn't put Kumozhi in his eyes, but he could faintly feel that there was a deep gaze in Shaolin Temple that had been paying attention here.
I want to be the sweeping monk in the invincible Great Master Realm!
I wonder if he will come forward?
If Shaolin is in trouble, he will definitely come forward, and Ye Donghuang discovered that the hidden dangers of Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan's martial arts training are not necessarily caused by forcibly practicing Shaolin martial arts without practicing Dharma.
In all likelihood, it is artificially designed.
Thinking that Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan finally converted to Buddhism and worshipped under the Sweeper Monk, Ye Donghuang seemed to understand!
All this is probably designed by the sweeping monk, Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo have fallen into the sweeping monk's urn since they entered the Buddhist scripture pavilion.
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