Zongwu: Starting from the Trouble in Xingzilin

Murong Chui originally thought that with his years of skills, he could easily take down Xiao Yuanshan and his son.

However, it was not so bad when facing Xiao Yuanshan. When he fought against Xiao Feng, he felt that Xiao Feng's internal strength was like a stream to the sea.

However, Xiao Feng was a person who became stronger when facing a stronger opponent. Under extreme disadvantages, he forced himself to stimulate his potential and pushed Murong Chui back half a step.

Murong Chui had been hiding in Shaolin for decades, and this was the result of his first attack. He was unwilling to accept it, and immediately murderous intent rushed through his body. With nearly a hundred years of skills in his palms, he vowed to kill Xiao Yuanshan and his son with one palm.

But at this moment, a strong wind rose for no reason, and came straight towards Murong Chui with a devastating force.

Murong Chui only felt that the strong wind was filled with a fierce and awe-inspiring aura.

The momentum was so overwhelming that even a top master like Murong Chui, who had practiced for a hundred years, was frightened.

He dared not be careless and drew his hands in front of his chest. An invisible air wall immediately blocked in front of him.

""Boom!"

After a deafening roar, a wave of air rushed three meters away.

Rows of bookshelves in the Sutra Library collapsed to the ground under the impact of this wave of air.

Then, everyone in the pavilion felt a flash before their eyes, and then a figure appeared in front of everyone.

The man was about twenty years old, with a handsome face, dressed as a scholar, and looked at Murong Chui with a smile.

""Lin, Brother Lin!"

Xiao Feng was the first to recognize Lin Han, his hand covering his chest, his face a little excited.

Lin Han nodded with a smile, then turned to face Murong Chui, his face gradually becoming solemn.

"Unexpectedly, in addition to Abbot Xuanci, there is such a master hidden in Shaolin."

"Who are you?"

Murong Chui also came to his senses at this time, and when his eyes suddenly swept across the jade ring on Lin Han's right thumb, a trace of astonishment flashed in his eyes.

"The ring of the leader of the Xiaoyao Sect! Are you from the Xiaoyao Sect!?"

"I guess so!" Lin Han nodded,"I didn't expect that you have lived in seclusion in Shaolin for so many years, and your understanding of Xiaoyao Sect even exceeds that of many people in the martial arts world."

Lin Han's words were full of meaning. After he finished speaking, he looked at Murong Chui with a strange look.

At the same time, a message flashed through Lin Han's mind quickly, and he had vaguely thought of something.

When Murong Chui heard Lin Han's words, he sneered.

"Hum, I am……"

He was only halfway through his words when he realized something and quickly stopped talking.

After a pause, he spoke to Lin Han unhappily.

"Even if Wuyazi came in person today, he would not be able to ask me about my affairs!"

"Haha, is that so?" Murong Chui's attitude did not affect Lin Han.

Lin Han took a step forward, his eyes became sharper,"I once heard Wuyazi's words in the Deaf and Mute Valley. In addition to the three elders of Xiaoyao, there should be another person under Xiaoyaozi.……"

As soon as Lin Han said this, Murong Chui's expression began to change constantly. Then Lin Han spoke again.

"Unfortunately, Xiaoyaozi had a strange personality back then. The man begged Xiaoyao Sect to give him the title of"Xiaoyao Yufeng" but failed, so he left in anger.……"

"You are talking nonsense!" Murong Chui was very excited. Lin Han ignored him and continued to talk to himself slowly.

"The movement of yin and yang, the nine-day period is the most extreme……"

"Xiaoyao Yufeng!... Was it passed on to you by Wuyazi?... Old thing! That old thing actually passed Xiaoyao Yufeng to Wuyazi! ?"Murong Chui, who had originally denied that he had any connection with the Xiaoyao Sect, could not control his emotions and shouted excitedly when he heard Lin Han read out the general outline of Xiaoyao Yufeng.

It seemed that he was questioning Xiaoyaozi and Wuyazi, and it seemed that he was speaking out for the unfair treatment he received in the Xiaoyao Sect.

Seeing Murong Chui's reaction, Lin Han had a flash of understanding in his heart.

He wanted to explain to Murong Chui that he had only found Xiaoyao Yufeng on the stone wall of the back hall of Lingjiu Palace.

But on second thought, he felt that there was no need to explain to him.

His face immediately became serious, and he said in a cold voice:"You are indeed 'Linxuzi’！"

When the people in the pavilion heard the three words"Lin Xuzi", they were all stunned.

Xiao Yuanshan and his son did not expect that the Murong family actually had such a deep connection with the Xiaoyao Sect.

Not to mention that the father and son could not beat Murong Chui together, and Murong Bo was watching covetously from the side.

What's more, there is now the current head of the Xiaoyao Sect, Lin Han. For a moment, both the father and son felt vaguely that today might be the end of them!

But judging from the situation when Lin Han appeared just now, things didn't seem so bad.

The father and son looked at each other, and an idea flashed through their minds at the same time.

"Let’s take a look at what’s going on between Master Lin and Murong Chui!"

……

Murong Chui, who was originally furious, was stunned for a moment when he heard Lin Han point out his identity as"Lin Xuzi", and then he burst into laughter.

"Hahaha!...Linxuzi! No one has mentioned this name for decades! Boy!……"

Murong Chui's eyes narrowed and he looked at Lin Han

"Today, I, Murong Chui, will show the world that the old man's treasured Xiaoyao Yufeng is nothing but a chicken and a dog in the face of the Shaolin skills that I have studied for ten years!" As soon as he finished speaking, Murong Chui raised his arms, and his light green monk robe swelled instantly, his white beard bulged, his eyes shone brightly, as if he was a god of war, and he didn't look old at all! When

Xiao Yuanshan and his son and Murong Bo saw this scene, they knew that a war was about to break out.

Everyone had seen Murong Chui's shocking move just now.

Now that the two masters were facing each other, several people hurriedly dodged for fear of being injured by mistake.

When Murong Fu saw this scene, his face changed slightly.

He took small steps and slowly retreated to a corner of the Sutra Library...

In a moment, Murong Chui's eyes suddenly widened.

"Prajna Vajra Palm!"

With a roar, he pushed out with his right palm.

A palm shadow one foot long and wide suddenly flew out from his palm.

""Bang!"

In the Sutra Library, a one-foot-thick pillar was instantly crushed to dust under the power of this palm.

And where Murong Chui attacked, where Lin Han originally stood, there was not even a shadow of a person.

Several people were still shocked and wondered why Lin Han suddenly disappeared. Suddenly, a gust of wind blew up at the scene, rolling up the pages of the book.

In the gust of wind, a figure was like a flying dragon. In just a moment, it flew down from mid-air towards Murong Chui.

Murong Chui was indeed a peerless master, and his reaction was also very fast.

When the gust of wind blew, he was already alarmed.

A wisp of true energy was fiercely raised to his chest, and immediately, the originally upright body instantly became taller. He stomped his left foot on the ground, and a stream of air suddenly rushed into the sky.

Like a huge stone pestle, it shot towards Lin Han in mid-air!

""Great Vajra Pestle!"

Murong Bo exclaimed when he saw this wonder.

He had been lurking in Shaolin for decades, and had spent more than ten years secretly learning the Shaolin"Great Vajra Pestle" skill.

He thought he had already understood it, but he didn't expect that when he saw his father performing it with his own hands today, he realized that this Shaolin skill could be so powerful!

"The Great Skanda Pestle is indeed so terrifying!"