He said confidently, "There are not many people in the world who can fight me to a draw, so Mr. Murong can rest assured.

Today, Xiao Feng and his son will definitely not be able to harm Master Murong's life."

Murong Bo's face lit up with joy, "Haha, thank you so much for your kindness, Imperial Master. I will definitely repay you handsomely in the future!"

"Hmph! What a big tone!" Xiao Yuanshan snorted coldly.

Jiumozhi smiled slightly and said, "I have never told lies in my life."

After he finished speaking, he suddenly stretched out his right palm, and the true energy wrapped around his palm, actually sparking a ray of fire.

Flame knife!

Xiao Feng and his son had serious expressions on their faces. Just as they were about to attack, Jiumozhi suddenly turned around and chopped them down.

"puff!"

Murong Bo still had a smile on his face, and before he could react, Jiumozhi chopped his head off with a palm strike.

Xiao Feng and his son were startled. They saw Jiumozhi slowly ending his power, turning back and saying with a smile, "See! This humble monk has said that Benefactor Murong will never die at your hands!"

"Why did you help us kill Murong Bo?" Xiao Feng asked doubtfully.

Jiumozhi shook his head, "No, I killed Benefactor Murong not to help you."

"Why is that?"

As soon as Xiao Yuanshan spoke, he heard a strong voice coming from a distance.

"That's because you are also within the scope of our mission."

Xiao Feng and his son's expressions changed. Suddenly, a dragon roar arose, and Xiao Feng was horrified.

"The Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms again!"

"roar!"

The extremely masculine and powerful dragon-shaped energy rushed over, catching Xiao Feng and his son off guard.

"Bang!"

The two men flew back, and the dragon-shaped energy hit the open space, instantly blasting a big hole in the soil.