Zongwu: Starting from the Trouble in Xingzilin

Seeing Xuan Ci and Ye Erniang both dead, the heroes of the Central Plains lost their previous restlessness, and the scene returned to peace for a while.

Although everyone knew that Xiao Yuanshan vowed to seek revenge on Xuan Ci today, there was probably no peace between the two.

But then Ye Erniang was dragged into the story, and died after Xuan Ci committed suicide to apologize, which caught the heroes of the Central Plains by surprise.

"I didn't expect that Ye Erniang, who is known as"a man who does all kinds of evil", is so chaste!"

Liu Changjian of Changjianmen couldn't help but sighed.

After seeing this scene, Lin Han also had a sense of understanding in his heart.

Although in the original work of the previous life, Xuan Ci was exposed by Xiao Yuanshan about his secret affair with Ye Erniang, and later when he was punished by the Shaolin stick, he deliberately did not use his internal energy to resist, which led to his death.

There is a slight difference between this and today's suicide by cutting off his own heart veins with internal energy.

But the result is the same as in the original work, both Xuan Ci and Ye Erniang are dead.

Then, next, Xiao Yuanshan and his son should seek revenge on Murong Bo.

Then, that person should show up!

Thinking of this, Lin Han nodded silently, secretly looking forward to it in his heart.

"Whether you can break through today depends on you!"

At this moment, a Buddhist chant was heard, Xuan Ji put his hands together, and took several disciples to Xuan Ci's body.

He asked the disciples to help the grief-stricken Xu Zhu away, and Xuan Ji looked at Xuan Ci lying on the ground, with no sadness or joy in his eyes.

"Amitabha!"

Xuan Ji chanted the Buddha's name, then slowly raised his eyes and looked at Xiao Yuanshan.

"Mr. Xiao, as the saying goes, death is the greatest thing. Now that the abbot has died to atone for his sins, the grudge between you two should also come to an end!"

""As Brother Abbot has said before, Shaolin will not pursue you and your son. But please leave the mountain from now on!" Xuan Ji said, and stretched out his hand, with the intention of driving him away. But Xiao Yuanshan smiled disdainfully when he saw him like this, not taking it seriously at all.

"Humph, Xuan Ci died to apologize, so I will naturally not embarrass you Shaolin anymore. But today's matter is not so easy to end!"

After saying that, he turned around and pointed at Murong Bo angrily.

"Murong Bo, you are a despicable villain! You spread false information and caused my wife's tragic death. Today, you will die!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he leaped up and attacked Murong Bo.

Seeing this, Murong Bo didn't say much. His cold eyes fixed, and he responded calmly.

Since he dared to show up today, he had naturally weighed the pros and cons.

Now that Xuan Ci is dead, he feels that Xiao Yuanshan and his son are not to be feared.

However, after two moves with Xiao Yuanshan, Murong Fu realized that he was careless. He originally thought that he had been hiding in Shaolin for decades, secretly learning various Shaolin skills in the Sutra Library every day. Until now, looking at the world, there are not many people who can be his opponent.

Although Xiao Yuanshan was also considered a master in the past, he fought with the heroes of the Central Plains martial arts outside Yanmen Pass and finally jumped off a cliff and died.

Although he was lucky to save his life, his martial arts must have been greatly reduced.

But he didn't know that Xiao Yuanshan had sneaked into Shaolin even before him.

Like him, he has been secretly learning Shaolin skills in the Sutra Library for thirty years.

Only It's just that the two have never met before...

Xiao Yuanshan's martial arts skills are not inferior to Murong Bo, and at this moment, he is filled with hatred, so he uses a series of killing moves.

After Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan fought a few moves, he felt that the opponent's moves were strange and his palm power was strong.

For a while, he was more and more shocked as the fight went on.

At this time, Xiao Feng also jumped up and joined the battle.

Xiao Feng leaped up and flew to a height of more than ten feet.

In mid-air, he took a breath of true energy, poured his internal force into his palm, and"whoosh whoosh" slapped three palms in a row, and shot down Murong Fu in mid-air.

Murong Fu had seen his father fighting with Xiao Yuanshan, but he had no choice but to let his martial arts skills be three points lower than the two of them, and for a while he couldn't find a chance to help his father.

But at this moment, he suddenly felt a palm wind coming. He was suddenly startled and couldn't dodge in time. Then he shook his hands, and the family's unique skill"Half Turn Star Shift" was used.

A palm force as strong as Xiao Feng's hit back

"Bang!"

There was a loud explosion, and the four people fighting in the field were scattered.

The residual power of the palm power that exploded actually affected the surrounding Central Plains heroes.

"Ssssss……"

Among them, there were people with weaker skills who were pulled back two steps by the palm force before they could stand firm.

However, the fight between the four people on the field did not stop at all.

Xiao Yuanshan and his son just exchanged palm strikes with Murong and his son, and then, without waiting for the other party to react, they rushed forward again and attacked the two of them...

The man with a wolf head tattoo on his chest was really fierce!

Even Lin Han, who was standing on the side, could not help but admire Xiao Yuanshan and his son when he saw their passionate fighting spirit.

As the saying goes, the brave wins when they meet on a narrow road. In the original novel, Xiao Feng can become stronger when he meets a strong opponent, and he can kill all around. This may have a lot to do with his indelible fighting spirit.

When Lin Han's thoughts turned, the situation on the field had changed again.

Just when Xiao Yuanshan and his son launched the second round of offensive, Murong Bo suddenly fixed his eyes, and then turned around, instantly avoiding the offensive of the two, and did not confront them head-on.

Xiao's father and son missed their attack and were about to launch another attack. But Murong Bo reached to the side and grabbed the collar of Murong Fu's shirt.

""Go!"

With a loud shout, he lifted Murong Fu up and flew away three times.

But how could the Xiao father and son watch them leave? After looking at each other, there was a firm look in their eyes.

"Where are you going!

He shouted loudly, and then flew towards Murong Bo and his son...

Before everyone in the field could come to their senses, the scene returned to calm again.

"Is this the end?"

Someone muttered, his tone full of regret.

"Damn! I saw it clearly just now, they acted too fast!"

As soon as the man finished speaking, everyone saw another figure flying by.……

"Master Lin! He's gone too!"

"Palace Master!...Palace Master!"

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Shaolin West Courtyard, Sutra Library.

Murong Bo and his son had just landed when they felt a domineering palm wind coming from behind.

Murong Bo did not dare to be careless and threw Murong Fu away, turned around and hit him with a palm.

""Bang!"

After a loud bang, the wooden door of the Sutra Library was blown away by Murong Bo's palm wind.

However, before he could make another move, Xiao Feng had already drawn a big circle on his chest with both palms.

Then he flipped his palms up and down twice and suddenly hit forward.

""Roar!"

A dragon roared out, and a strong palm wind was about to hit Murong Bo's face.

Just when Murong Bo thought he had no way to avoid it, an equally strong palm force rushed to Murong Bo from the side and back.

""Bang!"

The two palm forces met, and the surging internal energy burst out.

After the explosion, the bookshelves beside the people were instantly turned into dust.

It was Murong Fu who saw his father in danger and used the family's traditional Dou Zhuan Xing Yi to save him.

"Good son!"

Murong Bo escaped the disaster and turned back to praise Murong Fu.

Just as he was about to stand up and fight again, he heard a Buddhist chant.