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(Friend getting married...going to help. The update may be a little unstable this week, please forgive me. It will be restored when I get back. Thank you for your understanding.)

grunt.

I don't know who was the first to swallow. Afterwards, the voices of the people choking and spitting continued in an endless stream.

These arena elites and martial arts heroes are also characters who licked blood from the knife's edge. But I have never seen someone die so tragically and strangely. This is already considered "ashes"! What kind of move did the young man just use? the devil, right?

This question haunts everyone's mind. Looking at Mo Bai's eyes, everyone's eyes were filled with fear.

"Next, it's your turn."

After killing Li Qiushui, Mo Bai turned to Murong Fu and Xuan Ci, who were horrified, and said with a big smile: "So, who should start first? 35's eyes suddenly turned to Murong Fu, and he raised his hand and grabbed his throat." The decision is yours. ""

"Leave someone!" A roar sounded. Immediately, a black shadow emerged from the crowd. Head straight for Mo Bai.

This black shadow has strong internal strength and amazing moves. But seeing him raise his arms, his palms fly. In the entire midair, there suddenly appeared endless 517 palm shadows, which suddenly attacked Mo Bai with layers of illusory feeling.

"This, is this the Prajna palm that hides the temple?" Xuan Ji, a Shaolin monk, snorted lightly, his face full of doubts. "Who the hell is he?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Bai sneered: "Murong Bo, I've been waiting for you for a long time. I thought you would watch your son die with your own eyes. 35 When he was talking, luck really felt in his body. An angry backhand hit Murong Bo.

This trick of his is completely the Bai Hong palm force that he is now learning and selling. Absorbing Li Qiushui's memory and soul is equivalent to dominating her existence. All the kung fu is exerted as if an arm is directed.

Bang.

The two palms intersected, and a burst of energy rose out of thin air, suddenly spreading towards the surroundings. Mo Bai and Murong Bo each took a half step back. The former's face was as usual, while the face towel on the latter's face cracked instantly and blood spurted out of his mouth. Pretending to be heroic, he laughed and said, "Okay! You have such profound skills at such a young age, you are truly a hero!"

"No, you misunderstood." Mo Bai shook his head and said, "I didn't practice this skill by myself. I got it from Grandma Li just now. If you only look at martial arts, I've only just acquired it. One minute (bjab) is worth the decades you have practiced. Tell me, are you angry?"

"Huh!" Murong Bo didn't believe it at all. How can there be such a strange ability in this world? This little thief must be deliberately trying to deceive himself to disturb his mind.

"You laugh with a hammer." Mo Bai looked at him with contempt, and said: "You hid in the Shaolin Temple for so many years to spy on, and your martial arts skills are only this level. Why are you so embarrassed to laugh? Sand sculptures, those conspiracies that your two fathers and sons engaged in. The calculation has failed. You know what?"

"Win the king or lose the bandit, what's there to say?" Murong Bo sneered, like a dead pig not afraid of boiling water.

"Donor Murong? Are you... still alive?" Seeing Murong Bo's appearance, Xuanci was completely shocked. He glanced at Murong Fu, and then at his father. I finally realized that I was once again pitted by these two fathers and sons.

He didn't know that Murong Bo was still alive. Isshin only wanted to cover up the sins he had committed, so he promised to help Murong Fu capture Xiao Yuanshan. As long as the only survivor is removed, the mistakes he made can be selectively forgotten. But he just didn't expect that the culprit, Murong Bo, didn't die! Not only did he not die, but he even hid in the Shaolin Temple for many years?

"Abbot Xuanci, it's really been a long time." Murong Bo bowed his hands symbolically and said, "I would like to thank you for clearing the obstacles for my son.

"You, you..." Xuan Ci was suddenly choked and speechless. A generation of eminent monks, the complexion completely flushed.

"Clear obstacles for your son?" Mo Bai sneered and said, "Do you really think that the one standing in front of you is your son? No, no, he is not. He is a creature called a traverser. .The so-called soul reincarnation has taken possession of your son's body. And wiped his soul.""

"What did you say?" Murong Bo was stunned in reality, and then he laughed out loud: "Huangkou child! All the big words that make people puzzled, the soul turns around? Occupy my son's body? Do you dare to exaggerate a little more? When a person dies like a lamp goes out, how can there be reincarnation?"

"You don't believe it?" Mo Bai chuckled and said, "Then, come back from the dead. Do you believe it?

"If you can really do it, why not believe this old man?" Murong Bo sneered. Looking at Mo Bai's eyes is like looking at a mentally retarded.

Really retarded. How come back from the dead? Sand sculptures?

"Then the next moment is to witness the miracle. 35 Mo Bai raised his hands and clasped his fingers together. With a bang, a coffin suddenly appeared from the ground in front of him. "Xiao Yuanshan, who was killed by you as bait, will appear in front of you soon. Impure World Reincarnation!35

pat.

The lid of the coffin was opened, and a figure covered in dust emerged from it. Murong Fu and Xuan Ci were so shocked that their jaws almost dropped, they recognized each other's identity. This guy is really Xiao Yuanshan! The father of Xiao Feng, who was killed by their conspiracy means, has really been resurrected!

Murong Fu's eyes widened, and he exclaimed in disbelief: "No, it's impossible! How is this possible! You were clearly handed by me..."

"Can the dead really be resurrected?" Murong Bo was also full of surprise.

When Murong Fu and Xuan Ci made their move, he had been watching from the side. For fear that his precious son would be attacked, he didn't feel relieved until he confirmed that the other party had died. However, the dead person appeared in front of his eyes again?

what?!

A group of heroes present also lost their voices collectively. This, this young man... is actually able to bring the dead back to life? Could it be that it is really an immortal demon coming into the world?

"Father!" Xiao Feng's face was full of excitement when he saw his father.

"Feng'er, you have grown up! I am very pleased to be a father." Xiao Yuanshan also twitched the corners of his mouth, revealing a stiff smile. "I already know what happened from the memory transmitted by Immortal Master Wang Mo Bai. My son has made incredible friends.""

"Father..." Xiao Feng couldn't stand before Xiao Yuanshan with tears in his eyes.

"My son, don't do this." Xiao Yuanshan smiled and lifted him up, saying, "I can see you before returning to hell, and I am satisfied as a father.

"That won't work, Uncle Xiao." Mo Bai blinked, interrupting the conversation between the father and son. "It's not enough to be satisfied. No matter what, it's necessary to take revenge yourself."

"Hahaha, the Immortal Master is right. Revenge is still necessary!" After a few laughs, Xiao Yuanshan suddenly looked at Murong Bo. "Murong thief, give me death!" With a kick, he suddenly rushed towards the opponent.

At the same time, Xiao Feng also launched his own tactics and attacked Murong Fu directly. He snorted in his mouth. "Murong dog thief! The revenge of killing my father is unbearable! 35