Auto Chess in the Heavens

Chapter 240

At the foot of Shaolin Temple.

At this time, Xiao Feng and his son had already caught up with Murong Bo and blocked him in the middle of a small road.

"Murong Bo, you old man can't run away!" Xiao Yuanshan laughed and pointed at Murong Bo angrily.

Xiao Feng was full of zhenqi, with anger in his eyes, he looked at Xiao Yuanshan, and said: "Father, today my father and son join forces, this villain will definitely not be able to escape."

"Well, Feng'er, come on!"

"Roar!!"

Xiao Feng drew a circle with his right hand, and with a move of Kanglong Youhui, he rushed towards Murong Bo like a rainbow.

Murong Bo's face froze, he waved his hands, majestic zhenqi permeated his whole body, the dragon-shaped energy was instantly diverted by an inexplicable force on his body, and suddenly counterattacked Xiao Feng.

Move the stars!

Xiao Feng's expression didn't change, he flipped his palms, and once again sent out a dragon-shaped energy to disperse the energy from the counterattack.

"The Murong family's turn of events is really amazing!"

Even facing the enemy Murong Bo, he still couldn't help praising him.

Murong Bo's dynamism is much better than Murong Fu's.

If he is the only one now, he may really be unable to win the opponent.

"Feng'er, dad is here to help you!"

Xiao Yuanshan yelled loudly, and slapped his palm with his body, creating a gust of wind with his strong true energy.

This is Shaolin Prajna Palm, Murong Bo had seen this secret book in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, but this palm technique was not suitable for him, so he didn't practice it.

But he didn't practice, it doesn't mean that Prajna Palm is not powerful.

Murong Bo didn't dare to be careless, he flew back and pointed out at the same time.

Participate and finger!
call out!
An unmatched finger force burst out, and the energy was focused on the palm of Xiao Yuanshan's palm, which made his palm numb and painful.

Seeing this, Xiao Feng suddenly flew up, unparalleled true energy erupted from his palm, huge dragon shaped energy rushed towards Murong Bo from top to bottom.

Flying dragon in the sky!

"Roar!"

At the same time, Xiao Yuanshan also stabilized his figure, and stepped forward, the black cloak behind him was lifted by him, covering Murong Bo like a giant net.

The cassock subdues the magic!
"drink!"

Murong Bo let out a soft drink, and moved the Dou Zhuan Xing to the extreme, a wave of moving energy spread all over his body, continuously diverting the attacks of the two of them.

"boom!"

"Roar!"

The dragon shape flew vigorously, the palms and fingers clashed, the dust on the road was kicked up by the three people's fight, flying sand and rolling stones, that's all.

"boom!"

Murong Bo narrowly dodged Xiao Feng's palm, turned his head and saw the tree trunk behind him was broken by Xiao Feng's palm, his pupils shrank.

Why is this kid getting more and more difficult to deal with?
If he fights with him for a while longer, the old man may fall into the hands of their father and son.

You have to find a chance to get out of here!

But as soon as he retreated, he was stopped by Xiao Yuanshan.

"Murong Bo, take your life!"

Xiao Yuanshan slapped his palm, immediately blocking his way.

"Roar!"

At this time, Xiao Feng also struck out the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, the momentum was frightening.

"Fighting to the stars!"

Murong Bo shifted vigorously, trying to protect himself, but the meridians in his body couldn't bear it.

Xiao Feng's father and son's internal energy is not inferior to his own, it is hard to imagine how difficult it is to divert their energy.

After a long time, he couldn't stand it anymore.

"puff!"

He spat out a mouthful of old blood, endured the pain and fled quickly.

"Don't go, old man!"

Xiao Yuanshan shouted, flew to catch up to Murong Bo, and slapped Murong Bo's back with all his strength.

Murong Bo felt the energy behind him and turned pale with shock.

No, it showed a flaw.

He wanted to turn around and slap back, but it was too late.

The old man's life is over!

At this moment, a monk jumped out from the forest, and in an instant, he came behind Murong Bo and took the palm of him!
"boom!"

The aftermath of the zhenqi erupted by the two knocked Murong Bo to the ground, and then they each flew back.

Xiao Yuanshan looked intently, and saw that this person was wearing a yellow monk robe, less than 50 years old, clothed with straw sandals, his face was full of radiance, and there seemed to be a faint stream of precious light.

"Hmph! Who are you, why did you stop us from taking revenge?"

Xiao Yuanshan snorted coldly, feeling uncertain in his heart.

As soon as he met his palms, he knew that the monk in front of him was not weaker than him in martial arts.

If this monk was a rescue soldier invited by Murong Bo, and he was determined to help Murong Bo escape, he might have no hope of revenge today.

The monk smiled compassionately, as if he was a well-educated monk.

"Amitabha, this little monk is the Tubo national teacher, Jiumozhi!"

"Jumozhi?" Xiao Yuanshan frowned, he had never paid attention to warriors from other countries, so he had no impression of Jiumozhi.

But Xiao Feng thought for a while, and suddenly said: "Are you arresting my second younger brother, wanting to interrogate Jiumozhi of the Six Meridians Excalibur?"

"Amitabha Buddha is the little monk."

Jiumozhi smiled slightly, not ashamed of it, he turned to look at Murong Bo.

"Murong benefactor, do you still remember the little monk?"

Murong Bo's face recalled, he carefully looked at Jiumozhi in front of him, and then recalled.

Decades ago, he did have some friendship with it.

But this friendship is not so deep, he didn't recognize it for a while.

"Haha, it turned out to be you. Seeing how powerful you are now, you have become a master of the state again. The old man really saw the right person back then." He smiled and exchanged a few words.

This person is his guard of honor to escape from birth, and there is no harm in saying a few good words to him, so he is naturally not stingy.

Jiumozhi smiled lightly, he came to Murong Bo's side, and slowly helped Murong Bo up.

"Haha, as long as Master Murong still remembers the little monk."

He said in a confident tone: "There are not many people in the world who can draw with the little monk, donate Murong can rest assured.

Today, Xiao Feng and his son will definitely not be able to hurt the life of the benefactor Murong. "

Murong Bo's face brightened, "Haha, thank you for the great kindness of the national teacher, I will definitely thank you in the future!"

"Hmph! What a big tone!" Xiao Yuanshan snorted coldly.

Jiumozhi smiled slightly, "I have never lied in my life."

After finishing speaking, he suddenly stretched out his right palm, and his true energy wrapped around his palm, unexpectedly sparking a burst of fire.

Flame knife!

Xiao Feng and his son's faces were dignified, when they were about to make a move, they saw Jiumozhi suddenly turn around and slash.

"puff!"

There was still a hint of a smile on Murong Bo's face, he didn't react at all, he was chopped off by Jiumozhi's palm.

Xiao Feng and his son were startled, saw Jiumozhi slowly recuperating, turned his head and said with a smile: "Look! The little monk said that Master Murong will never die by your hands!"

"Why did you help us kill Murong Bo?" Xiao Feng asked suspiciously.

Jiumozhi shook his head, "No, I didn't kill Benefactor Murong to help you."

"Why is that?"

As soon as Xiao Yuanshan uttered his voice, he heard a voice full of aura coming from a distance.

"That's because you are also within the scope of my mission."

The expressions of Xiao Feng and his son changed, suddenly, a dragon chant suddenly sounded, Xiao Feng was horrified.

"Another Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms!"

"Roar!"

Zhiyang Zhigang's dragon-shaped vigor rushed towards him, catching Xiao Feng and his son by surprise.

"boom!"

The two flew back, and the dragon-shaped energy blasted into the open space, blasting the dirt out of a big hole.

(End of this chapter)