At the foot of Shaolin Temple.

At this time, Xiao Feng and his son had already caught up with Murong Bo and blocked him in the middle of a small road.

"Murong Bo, you old bastard can't run away!" Xiao Yuanshan laughed and pointed at Murong Bo angrily.

Xiao Feng's whole body was filled with Qi, and his eyes were filled with anger. He looked at Xiao Yuanshan and said, "Father, today, my father and I will join forces. This evil man will definitely not be able to escape."

"Well, Feng'er, come on!"

"roar!!"

Xiao Feng drew a circle with his right hand and used the move Kang Long You Hui to strike out, rushing towards Murong Bo with great momentum.

Murong Bo's face darkened, and he waved his hands. A powerful innate energy permeated his body. The dragon-shaped energy that pounced on him was instantly diverted by an inexplicable force, and suddenly counterattacked Xiao Feng.

Time passes!

Xiao Feng's expression remained unchanged. He flipped his palm and sent out another dragon-shaped energy force, which dispersed the counterattacking energy force.

"The Murong family's Dou Zhuan Xing Yi is truly amazing!"

Even when facing his enemy Murong Bo, he couldn't help but praise him.

Murong Bo's Dou Zhuan Xing Yi is much stronger than Murong Fu's.

If he were alone now, he might not be able to defeat the opponent.

"Feng'er, Dad is here to help you!"

Xiao Yuanshan shouted loudly, flew up and slapped out with his palm, and the strong true energy stirred up a gust of cool breeze.

This is the Shaolin Prajna Palm. Murong Bo had seen this secret manual in the Sutra Library, but this palm technique was not suitable for him, so he did not practice it.

But just because he didn't practice it doesn't mean that the Prajna Palm is not powerful.

Murong Bo did not dare to be careless. He flew back and pointed out at the same time.

Participation finger!

call out!

An unparalleled finger force burst out, and the energy hit Xiao Yuanshan's palm, making his palm numb and painful.

Upon seeing this, Xiao Feng suddenly flew up, unparalleled true energy burst out from his palm, and a huge dragon-shaped energy rushed towards Murong Bo from top to bottom.

Flying dragon in the sky!

"roar!"

At the same time, Xiao Yuanshan also stabilized his body and moved forward. The black cloak behind him was lifted up by him, covering Murong Bo like a giant net.

The cassock can subdue demons!

"drink!"

Murong Bo shouted softly and pushed the Dou Zhuan Xing Yi to its extreme. A shifting energy spread throughout his body, constantly diverting the attacks of the two men.

"Bang!"

"roar!"

Dragon-shaped energy was flying, palm power and finger power were clashing, and the dust on the road was raised by the fight between the three people, with flying sand and rocks, that was all.

"Bang!"

Murong Bo narrowly avoided Xiao Feng's palm strike. Turning his head, he saw that the tree trunk behind him was broken by Xiao Feng's palm strike. His pupils shrank.

Why is this guy getting harder to deal with?

If I continue to fight with them for a while, I might be defeated by them, father and son.

We have to find a chance to leave this place!

But as soon as he retreated, he was stopped by Xiao Yuanshan.

"Murong Bo, give me your life!"

Xiao Yuanshan slapped out his palm, blocking his way immediately.

"roar!"

At this time, Xiao Feng also unleashed the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, with a terrifying momentum.

"The stars are changing!"

Murong Bo managed to protect himself by shifting his strength, but the meridians in his body could not bear it.

The power of each of Xiao Feng and his son is not inferior to his, so it is conceivable how difficult it is to divert the power of the two.

After a long time, he couldn't bear it anymore.

"puff!"

He spat out a mouthful of blood, endured the pain and fled quickly.

"Don't leave, old man!"

Xiao Yuanshan shouted, flew to catch up with Murong Bo, and slapped Murong Bo on the back with all his strength.

Murong Bo felt the powerful energy behind him and was horrified.

Oh no, the flaw has been revealed.

He wanted to turn around and slap back, but it was too late.

My life is over!

At this moment, a monk jumped out of the forest and came behind Murong Bo in an instant, taking a palm strike from him!

"boom!"

The aftermath of the true qi released by the two men knocked Murong Bo to the ground, and then they both flew back.

Xiao Yuanshan looked intently and saw that the man was wearing a yellow monk's robe, less than fifty years old, cloth clothes and straw sandals, with a bright face and a faint glow of precious light flowing.

"Humph! Who are you, Excellency? Why are you stopping us from taking revenge?"

Xiao Yuanshan snorted coldly, feeling confused and uncertain.

After a palm-to-palm exchange with him just now, he knew that the monk in front of him was as skilled in martial arts as he was in internal strength.

If this monk is the reinforcements invited by Murong Bo, and is determined to help Murong Bo escape, then there is probably no hope of revenge today.

The monk smiled compassionately, acting like a highly accomplished monk.

"Amitabha, I am the Tibetan state teacher, Jiumozhi!"

"Jiumozhi?" Xiao Yuanshan frowned. He had never paid attention to warriors from other countries, so he had no impression of Jiumozhi.

Xiao Feng pondered for a moment, then suddenly said, "Are you the one who captured my second brother and wanted to force him to tell you about the Six Meridians Divine Sword, Jiumozhi?"

"Amitabha, it is me."

Jiumozhi smiled slightly, not feeling ashamed at all. He turned and looked at Murong Bo.

"Donor Murong, do you still remember me?"

Murong Bo's face was filled with recollection. He looked carefully at Jiumozhi in front of him and then he remembered.

He did have some acquaintance with him decades ago.

However, their friendship was not very deep, so he did not recognize her at first.

"Haha, it turns out to be you. Seeing how skilled you are now and that you've become the Imperial Master, I was right about you." He smiled and exchanged a few pleasantries.

This person was the one who helped him escape death. There was no harm in saying a few good words to him, so he was naturally generous.

Jiumozhi smiled indifferently, he came to Murong Bo and slowly helped Murong Bo up.

"Haha, I'm glad that Donor Murong still remembers me."

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