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No one expected such a woman with terrifying swordsmanship.
She's Ning Chen's woman...
The longsword on Zhuo Bufan's back trembled.
He could sense the fear in the sword.
They were just as fearful as ordinary people when they saw the emperor.
The most shocked was Murong Fu.
Li Hanyi's short sentence made his actions seem like those of a clown.
"Wait a minute."
Ning Chen raised his hand, signaling Li Hanyi to return first.
Then he glanced in a certain direction from Shaolin Temple and said with a faint smile.
"Your son is dying, and you're still acting like a rat?"
He reached out and grabbed at the air.
next moment,
A figure flew out from a pavilion in Shaolin Temple.
He landed in front of Murong Fu, lying in a pool of Kumārajīva's blood.
Upon seeing the old man's familiar face, Murong Fu immediately exclaimed:
"Father, are you really still alive?!"
"Greetings, Master!" Bao Butong knelt on one knee to pay his respects.
"Fu'er, did you betray me?"
Murong Bo looked at Murong Fu with a face full of anger.
He felt that Murong Fu must have revealed some flaw.
That's how Qiao Feng figured out that he had been killed in the explosion.
"No, Dad, I only found out now!"
Murong Fu looked astonished.
How could my father immediately pin this huge blame on me the moment we met?
"Grandpa, I think this person knows some strange arts from the martial arts world!"
This is the person who just forced you to show yourself.
Bao Butong said calmly.
Immediately afterwards, another elderly man with disheveled hair appeared.
The man who resembled Qiao Feng was his father, Xiao Yuanshan.
Xuan Ci stared in shock at the two old men who had just appeared, and said in a deep voice:
"Murong Bo! Back then you spread false information..."
In the end, this old monk made a grave mistake, and even harmed the Xiao family.
However, according to my later investigation,
You have no prior acquaintance with Elder Xiao, let alone any enmity between you.
Now, let me ask you this: what is the purpose of this?
For the past thirty years, this has been a question that has lingered in his mind.
Everything has a cause.
However, he pondered for a long time without finding an answer to Murong Bo's intention in spreading false information.
"This old thief is a descendant of the Yan state,"
He wanted to use this to provoke war between the Liao and Song dynasties.
In addition, he also killed Master Xuanbei of Shaolin Temple in Dali.
They wanted to provoke a conflict between Shaolin and the Duan family of Dali.
They even instigated conflict between Tibet and Dali.
Murong Fu also infiltrated Western Xia to secretly deal with the Beggars' Clan.
They only want to plunge the world into chaos so they can seize the opportunity to establish a nation!
Qiao Feng's voice was strong and powerful.
The conspiracy of the Murong family father and son was completely exposed.
"You old scoundrel Murong, prepare to die!"
Before Murong Bo and his son could even be shocked,
Qiao Feng had arrived in front of Murong Bo in an instant.
He extended his palms, and with a series of dragon roars,
He unleashed all eighteen of the Dragon Subduing Palms.
Qiao Feng was enveloped in golden light.
Each one possesses the power to split mountains and cleave rocks.
Although he had never redeemed any martial arts skills in the chat group.
I've only ever redeemed one book on health preservation.
Apart from that, he only learned the Yan Yang Wu Ji Gong.
Facing the man who killed his mother, Qiao Feng naturally wouldn't hold back.
He used almost all of his martial arts skills.
Although Xiao Yuanshan was present, he couldn't get involved at all.
Murong Bo resisted with all his might, but how could he be a match for Xiao Feng, who possessed the Yan Yang Wu Ji Gong?
The Blazing Sun Limitless Technique is inherently capable of enhancing the power of internal energy.
This makes even ordinary internal energy incredibly powerful.
It's a perfect match for Qiao Feng's Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms.
The power of Qiao Feng's Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms is now more than twenty times greater than before!
Under Qiao Feng's palm techniques, Murong Bo could only struggle to resist.
After exchanging five blows, Murong Bo was coughing up blood repeatedly and was seriously injured.
"Amitabha Buddha, forgive others when you can!"
A Buddhist chant rang out from the Sutra Repository.
Before anyone in the room could react,
Qiao Feng and Murong Bo were each forced back by a burst of internal energy. Qiao Feng took two steps back.
Murong Bo rolled to the ground and vomited several mouthfuls of blood.
"May I ask who you are, Master?" Qiao Feng asked.
"This old monk is nothing more than a lowly sweeper in the library, and I have long forgotten even my Dharma name."
The old monk, dressed in gray, clasped his hands together in prayer.
"This cycle of revenge will never end."
I have long heard of Benefactor Qiao's benevolence and righteousness; it would be best if you left now and refrained from further bloodshed.
Qiao Feng was secretly shocked; this old monk's strength was truly remarkable.
He was able to force himself back using his internal energy.
His cultivation level must have reached the Free and Unfettered Heaven Realm.
It might even be the pinnacle of this realm: the Great Freedom Realm.
"Thank you, Master, for saving your life!"
Murong Fu looked at the old monk gratefully.
He helped Murong Bo up and stood behind the old monk.
He looked at Qiao Feng with some fear in his eyes, and a wave of lingering fear washed over him.
I originally thought that after hiding in Shaolin for decades, I had learned all of Shaolin's unique skills...
From then on, he could roam the martial arts world freely and become the true number one in the world.
But now, Qiao Feng shattered his dream of invincibility with just three palm strikes...
"There's such a master in the temple?!"
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