The Most Powerful Fisherman in the Heavens

"It's Abbot Xuanci of Shaolin, but doesn't he look very good?"

"The footsteps are flimsy, and the energy in the middle is not enough. Doesn't this look like Abbot Xuanci, who is proficient in martial arts?"

"I heard that Ye Erniang has already come to Shaolin. Could it be that the reunion after a long absence, the love is hard to control, the firewood is burning, and the work is overworked? Hehe!"

Seeing Master Xuanci appearing with a group of eminent Shaolin monks, countless eyes cast over him.

When they saw Xuanci, everyone had doubts in their hearts, feeling that the Xuanci today was different from the Xuanci they saw in the past.

"I actually lost my kung fu or passed it on to someone else!"

Ye Donghuang could tell Xuanci's anomaly at a glance. At this moment, it is impossible to voluntarily disperse his kung fu. It is most likely that he passed his own kung fu to others.

In addition, the news spread that Erniang Ye came to Shaolin before and that Xu Zhu was their son, presumably that skill has been passed on to his son Xu Zhu.

Ye Donghuang thought of many things in an instant. Now that Xuanci's reputation has been ruined, he probably gave an explanation in front of the heroes of the world with the determination to die today.

Since he is about to die, it is not a good idea to waste his skill, so it is logical to pass it on to his son Xu Zhu who owes him a lot.

"Old benefactor Murong Bo, you finally appeared!"

Abbot Xuanci brought a group of eminent monks forward, seeing Murong Bo, his heart was full of anger, "Back then you falsely spread the news that the Khitan master Xiao Yuanshan was coming to Shaolin to seize martial arts classics, and even made all kinds of big mistakes!"

Xuanci's voice was mournful, full of regret and heartache, the surrounding martial arts people nodded secretly, Xuanci was indeed not to blame for what happened back then, it was all Murong Bo's fault.

"Once you are successful, you will die. If you want to become an emperor, you will naturally have to sacrifice. Back then, when I sent you false news, you took people to the Yanmen Pass to intercept and kill you without thinking. The hands of others? What you say now is high-sounding and hypocritical!"

Murong Bo snorted, and snorted coldly: "Even if my news is false, when you saw Xiao Yuanshan's wife and children, didn't you doubt it?"

"You even killed a woman holding a child, how dare you say me? If you hadn't thought that you would rather kill by mistake than let go, you would have killed Xiao Yuanshan's wife by mistake?"

"Tsk tsk, although Murong Bo is the culprit, but what he said is true. A woman without martial arts who is still holding a child can be killed by mistake. It is really hypocritical to say that you regret it now!" despise.

"Amitabha, old benefactor Murong Bo, you killed many innocent lives in vain for your own selfishness, and the old monk also knew that the crime was serious and unforgivable, and he committed adultery. After today's affairs are over, he should die to rectify the temple rules. , to pay for the sin!"

Xuanci clasped his hands together, today he wants to use his life to restore Shaolin's reputation and bring an end to the battle outside Yanmen Pass thirty years ago.

"It's Xiao Feng!"

"Xiao Feng is here!"

Suddenly, there were bursts of exclamations, and the crowd quickly separated into a passage, but it was Xiao Feng who came striding forward, and now he has changed his surname to Xiao.

"Murong Bo, it was you who spread the news back then and ruined my family?" Xiao Feng stared at Murong Bo and questioned.

"That's right!" Murong Bo raised his head, as if he could do anything to me.

"That's good, die!"

Xiao Feng couldn't hold back his anger any longer, he slammed the flying dragon in the sky, the dragon groaned, and all the warriors around him dispersed instantly. Unexpectedly, Murong Bo and Ye Donghuang fought with Xiao Feng first instead of doing anything. !

"Bei Xiaofeng vs. Nan Murong's father, who will win?"

"I hope Murong Bo won't be as soft as his son, who will be beaten to the ground with one move!"

"Perhaps Bei Xiaofeng and Nan Murong are as soft-hearted as Nan Murong, who have earned their reputations in the same way, and will be put down with one move!"

The battle between Xiao Feng and Murong Bo exploded instantly.

Ye Donghuang was not in a hurry to make a move, he looked at Xiao Feng.

The last time Xing Zilin met Xiao Feng, he was only at the early stage of the Supreme Grand Master, but now he has been promoted to the middle stage of the Supreme Grand Master!

As expected of a pig's foot, this cultivation speed is like riding a rocket!

"So strong! Sure enough, I am much stronger than my son!"

"Xiao Feng is also very powerful, he didn't fall behind!"

"North Qiaofeng really lives up to its reputation!"

Xiao Feng and Murong Bo fought fiercely with dozens of moves, the wind was raging, you come and go, it's very intense.

Murong Bo's cultivation base is higher than Xiao Feng's, he has already reached the peak of the Supreme Grand Master, and his energy is extremely profound.

But the more Xiao Feng fought, the more courageous he became, the more he fought, the stronger he became, the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms were fierce and invincible, unexpectedly there was a faint tendency to suppress Murong Bo!

"Northern Qiaofeng really deserves its reputation, but Nan Murong's reputation is a bit of a waste!"

Looking at 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 of them, but it would definitely be no problem to remain undefeated.

Boom!

Suddenly, when Xiao Feng and Murong Bo were fighting in full swing, a masked man in black entered the battlefield.

His lightness kung fu was superb, within a few ups and downs he came behind Murong Bo, and slapped Murong Bo with his palm.

This palm was fierce and domineering, with extraordinary power, the hairs on Murong Bo's back stood on end, he was very vigilant and dared not be careless.

Moreover, he knew that this masked man in black had been hiding in Shaolin together with him for decades, and they had fought against each other several times, their martial arts were unfathomable.

boom!

Thumb up!

Murong Bo hastily met the black-clothed masked man's palm, a strong force hit him, and he couldn't help but retreat.

Every step that landed on the ground left a deep footprint on the ground, earth and stone splashed, thrilling.

"Who are you?" Xiao Feng didn't continue to attack, he didn't bother to besiege with others, he stared at the masked man in black and questioned.

Because of Ye Donghuang's appearance, he has not met the masked man in black, that is, Xiao Yuanshan.

"You are Xiao Yuanshan?"

Murong Bo stabilized his figure, thinking of the recent rumors in the world, a flash of light flashed through his mind.

Since Ye Donghuang said that Xiao Yuanshan is not dead, where did Xiao Yuanshan go?

Now that such a strong person suddenly appears to help Xiao Feng, the answer is ready to come out.

"Not bad!" Xiao Yuanshan tore off the black scarf on his face, did not look at Murong Bo but looked at Xiao Feng, with excitement in his eyes.

"You are my father Xiao Yuanshan?"

Xiao Feng's figure trembled, although he heard Ye Donghuang say that his father was not dead that day, but he hadn't seen him for so many years, now he suddenly saw it, one can imagine the excitement in his heart.

"Of course, when I took your mother and you back to the Central Plains to visit relatives, I was suddenly intercepted outside Yanmen Pass. They killed your mother who had no martial arts. I jumped off the cliff with the will to die, but was killed by a tree. Blocking saved my life, God didn't let me die, but let me take revenge!"

Xiao Yuanshan glanced at Murong Bo, then at Xuanci, "Let us father and son join hands today to avenge your dead mother!"

"Amitabha, Xiao Shi wants to take revenge, but this old man is willing to die!" Xuanci folded his hands together and spoke slowly.

"Father, Murong Bo is the one who killed my mother, we just kill him!"

Xiao Feng didn't want to kill Xuanci, and Xuanci was already a useless person, without martial arts, it was even more impossible for him to do so.

In addition, even if he didn't make a move, Xuan Ci might not survive today!

Murong Bo's eyes were solemn, Xiao Feng had already made him very tired, if Xiao Yuanshan was added, maybe he would really be able to explain here!

"Masters from Tianzhu, Chinese martial arts masters gather in Shaolin to talk about martial arts. It is a grand event. I wonder if the monk can be an uninvited guest and listen respectfully to the side?"

At this moment, a majestic and high-pitched voice echoed over Shaoshi Mountain, attracting the attention of all warriors, secretly slandering, the visitor was too pretentious.

It seems that you are afraid that others will not know that you are here!

"It's a great honor for the temple to be honored by a master!" Hearing this, Xuanci clasped his hands together, neither humble nor overbearing.

"Jumozhi, Tubo mountain monk, see the abbot of Shaolin Temple!"

A figure leaped over and landed opposite Xuan Ci, standing not far from Murong Bo, holding a string of Buddhist beads, standing still like a mountain.

"The national teacher came to Shaolin in person, and this old monk welcomes you!" Xuan Ci nodded slightly, feeling that Jiumozhi seemed to be coming in a bad way.

"Amitabha!" Jiumozhi proclaimed the Buddha's name, and looked at Murong Bo, "Mr. Murong, when I heard that my husband went west, I was very sad. It turns out that my husband is not living in seclusion, and I have other deep meanings. I am so happy to meet you today!"

"Because of my family and country, I pretended to be dead, and let Master miss you!"

Seeing Jiumozhi, Murong Bo became happy, reached out to shake Jiumozhi's hand, and said with a smile.

"Don't you dare? That year when the young monk talked about martial arts and swords with his master, he was instructed by him, and he also gave him the essentials of Shaolin's seventy-two unique skills. The young monk deeply felt it!"

Jiumozhi smiled slightly, looked at Xiao Feng and Xiao Yuanshan, the purpose is self-evident, that is to help Murong Bo.

"The later period of the supreme master is getting more and more interesting!"

Ye Donghuang looked at the changes in the field, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, he didn't pay attention to Jiumozhi, but he could faintly feel a deep gaze in Shaolin Temple was always paying attention to this place.

Presumably it was the sweeping monk of the invincible grand master realm!

I wonder if he will show up?

If Shaolin is in trouble, he will definitely come forward, and Ye Donghuang discovered that the hidden dangers caused by Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan's martial arts training in their bodies may not be caused by not practicing Buddhism but forcibly practicing Shaolin martial arts.

Nine out of ten are man-made.

Thinking of Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan finally converting to Buddhism and worshiping under the Sweeping Monk's sect, Ye Donghuang seems to understand a little bit!

All of 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 Sutra Pavilion.

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