When these words were spoken, everyone was stunned. They all thought that this "Gusu Murong" had a great reputation. The Shaolin Temple had originally sent out a hero invitation, inviting all heroes to come to the Shaolin Temple on the eighth day of December. It was not wrong to meet Gusu Murong.

Ah Zhu was surprised and happy. As soon as she heard it, she knew it was "No, no". Bao Bu Tong, the third brother of Bao, had arrived. She wanted to speak to him, but considering Xiao Feng, she had to keep silent.

Four people walked into the hall side by side. They were Deng Baichuan, Gong Yeqian, Bao Bu Tong and Feng Bo'e.

Bao Bu Tong laughed and said, "Who is the abbot of Shaolin, Master Xuan Ci?" He strode out among the crowd.

As the host today, Abbot Xuanci treated guests with courtesy regardless of whether they were good or bad. However, his tone was so harsh that the other heroes were dissatisfied. They thought, "With Abbot Xuanci's reputation in the martial arts world, even if Murong Fu came in person, he couldn't be so rude!"

An old monk stood up and stopped Bao Bu Tong. It was Xuan Kui, a monk of the Xuan generation. He put his hands together and said, "Donor, stop!"

Bao Bu Tong only felt a strong potential pushing him, and his blood immediately surged. Fortunately, his martial arts were not weak. He realized something was wrong and immediately retreated three steps before leaving the range of Xuan Kui's palm.

Bao Bu Tong secretly exclaimed, wow, these Shaolin monks are really powerful, and said, "Master, please ask Abbot Xuanci to come out."

After seeing Xuan Kui's methods, he knew that he was no match for any of the senior monks with the name "Xuan" in Shaolin Temple, so he didn't dare to speak as Qing Tao did just now.

Xuanci put his palms together and stepped forward, chanting the Buddha's name, and asked, "Old monk Xuanci, I wonder if you four have any advice for me?"

Deng Baichuan stepped forward and said, "We are Deng Baichuan, Gong Yeqian, Bao Bu Tong, and Feng Bo'e. We are disciples of Master Murong. We have long heard of the great reputation of your temple. At the invitation of your temple and on the orders of Master Murong, we have come to pay our respects." He respectfully handed over a visiting card.

Ah Zi burst out laughing and said, "This Murong Fu is really arrogant. Could it be that he wants Shaolin Temple to personally welcome him?"

The heroes all understood that Murong Fu was actually arrogant. He said he was sending a visiting card, but he actually hoped that Shaolin Temple would welcome him in person. However, no one said it out loud to avoid offending the Murong family.

Everyone looked and saw that it was a young girl. Murong's disciples recognized Ah Zi and knew that she was an excellent martial artist. With Feng Yi's support, she was simply lawless, so they all kept silent.

Although the heroes knew that Shaolin Temple did not allow female guests, they all thought: "There must be quite a few female heroes coming today. The rule of not allowing female guests is just a small matter. Why should Shaolin Temple cause more trouble?"

Feng Boye suddenly screamed, "Sister Ah Zhu!"

It turned out that Ah Zhu and Ah Zi were standing together, and when the people saw Ah Zi, they also saw Ah Zhu.

Bao Bu Tong said happily: "Sister Ah Zhu, come here quickly, come here quickly, we all miss you!"

Ah Zhu smiled and said, "Big Brother Deng, Second Brother Gongye, Third Brother Bao, Fourth Brother Feng." She pulled Xiao Feng over and whispered to Bao Bu Tong, "Third Brother Bao, you two met him in Wuxi. I will follow this man for the rest of my life. You are not allowed to say no, no!"

Bao Bu Tong looked at Xiao Feng with a sidelong glance, and for Ah Zhu's sake, he said, "That's not right! But would Qiao Feng from the Beggars' Sect be interested in my Murong family if he wanted to be my brother-in-law?"

Ah Zhu said, "Third brother, the Murong family treated Ah Bi and me very well. They raised us from childhood and treated us like their own daughters. They also treated you like their own brothers. I should have repaid them well, but I have decided to follow Brother Xiao for the rest of my life. Whether he lives or dies, there is no other man in my heart."

Bao Bu Tong smiled slightly and said, "Boss Qiao is very skilled in martial arts, he can beat you! In the future, you won't even want to be the young master, and you won't even want me?"

Ah Zhu stretched out his palm to his neck and made a gesture of chopping off his head, and said firmly: "I don't want to!"

Bao Bu Tong raised his right thumb in front of her nose, saying, "Excellent!"

At this time, Abbot Xuanci had already read the visiting card and handed it to Xuannan beside him, clasping his hands together and saying, "Mr. Murong is busy and it is rare for him to come here. I should personally welcome him."

Xuan Ci then said to the group of heroes, "My fellow brothers and friends, since Master Murong has arrived, I believe Zhuang Juxian from the Beggars' Sect will also be here. How about we all go and take a look together?"

"Gu Su Murong" was famous all over the world, but Master Xuan Bei of Shaolin Temple died after being stabbed in the chest by the "Great Vajra Pestle".

The "Big Vajra Pestle" is one of the 72 unique Shaolin skills, and it is the skill that Xuan Bei has practiced for decades.

All the heroes thought that it was Gusu Murong who was "returning the favor in his own way" and had committed the murder. Today, they saw him acting so arrogantly again. When the heroes heard this, the young heroes of lower generation and more impatient temperament rushed out in a swarm.

Xiao Feng, the Duan clan of Dali, various heroes, and the monks of various temples, with curiosity, want to see Murong's demeanor and quicken their pace. The four generations of Shaolin monks, Xuanhui, Xukong, each holding a weapon, lined up and left the temple.

Feng Yi and A Zi followed slowly at the end.

As soon as Xuanci and his companions arrived at the mountain gate, the monks who were sent to watch halfway up the mountain came running to report: "Master Murong is waiting at the pavilion halfway up the mountain."

Xuanci nodded, walked to the stone road and looked down the mountain. Suddenly he heard Jiumozhi say in a loud voice: "Master Murong, since you have come to the Shaoshi Mountain, why don't you go to the temple to worship Buddha?"

I heard a clear voice coming from afar: "I have long heard that Shaolin Temple is a Buddhist holy place. The ancient temple is solemn and indeed has an extraordinary atmosphere. I am lucky to be here today. I would like to take a look at it. I wonder if the abbot will allow me to do so?"

As soon as this sound transmission skill was revealed, everyone was shocked and thought: "This Gusu Murong is indeed worthy of his reputation!"

Xuan Ci smiled slightly and said, "I really don't deserve the word 'look up to you'. Young Master, you have come from afar, and I am sorry that I failed to greet you in person. I hope you will forgive me."

Abbot Xuanci and others originally suspected that Xuanbei's death was caused by Murong Fu. However, Xuan Gou and Xuan Shi followed Xiao Feng and saw a man in black who knew Shaolin's unique skills. They also saw Jiumozhi's skills just now. He could also use all kinds of Shaolin's unique skills. It was possible that he had used the "Great Vajra Pestle". Even if it was someone else, it would not be surprising. So they were very respectful to Murong Fu.

Xuan Ci saw Murong Fu standing with a woman in white, and said, "Mr. Murong, please come with your friend to my humble temple..."

Before he could finish his words, he suddenly heard the sound of footsteps from the mountainside. They were very orderly, and then he saw a group of men running up the mountain quickly.

After running up the cliff, he suddenly nailed his feet to the ground, standing straight like a flagpole, without uttering a word.

Murong Fu had been waiting for Abbot Xuanci to come and greet him in person, but he was turned down by this group of uninvited guests, and a look of displeasure flashed across his face.

The two men in front shook the flagpoles they were carrying, and two big flags fluttered vigorously, looking very powerful, with two large apricot-yellow characters "Zhuang" on them.

The heroes saw that these people were all dressed in Beggar Gang attire. Behind them were more than a hundred six-bag disciples, followed by thirty or forty seven-bag disciples, and more than ten eight-bag disciples. After a while, there were five elders carrying nine bags. They were none other than Beggar Gang's martial arts teacher Lü Zhang, and the four elders Song Xi, Chen and Wu. They all stood on both sides in silence.

Everyone was also intimidated by the solemn and majestic atmosphere. Xiao Feng nodded secretly and thought to himself: "The Beggars' Sect came to Shaolin Temple without losing the style of our sect. Very good!"

It turned out that the Beggars' Gang had a rule that disciples were not allowed to ride horses unless there was an emergency. If they needed to ride horses, they had to wear clothes without patches to hide their identities. So these people came on foot, which showed that the gang rules were strict and that they were powerful and imposing.

The heroes all understood that this was the arrival of the Beggars' Sect leader, but they didn't know who Zhuang Juxian was.

Some people even thought that Zhuang Juxian might be Qiao Feng himself, who took back the position of gang leader and used this alias.

But someone said loudly, "I am rude and came here uninvited. I beg Abbot Xuanci to forgive me."

This sentence was spoken very slowly, word by word, but at first he was still a hundred feet away, but with each word he got closer, and when he got to the word "sin", a man was seen turning out from the corner of the mountain.

He was wearing a brocade robe with hundreds of knots, and he ran up the mountain without touching the ground. He was of medium build, about eighteen or nineteen years old, with a long face and a pointed chin. He looked thin, but his eyes were as sharp as torches and intimidating.

Everyone was surprised.

The world's most powerful leader was actually such a young man. Even though Xiao Feng was already 23 years old when he took over as leader, his martial arts skills were extraordinary.

Feng Yi's eyes flashed, and he looked the visitor up and down, and sighed in his heart: "It's really evil."

Abbot Xuanci took a quick look and said, "I didn't know that the leader of the Beggars' Sect was coming to Shaoshi Mountain. I am late in welcoming you. Please forgive me for the offense!"

The Shaolin Temple and the Beggars' Sect have always coexisted in the Central Plains. Now that the leader of the Beggars' Sect has arrived, they naturally dare not neglect him.

This is why Xiao Feng did not go home for many years when he was in charge of the Beggars' Sect.

When the leader of the world's largest gang arrives at a certain place, it is bound to cause a sensation, and the Shaolin Temple must be fully prepared to welcome him, so he had no choice but to stay home and only let his disciples pass the message to his parents.

I only heard the Beggars' Sect's martial arts master Lü Zhang say, "I dare not, I dare not. Abbot Xuanci and I are both fellow martial artists. There is no need to be polite. This is our sect leader Zhuang Juxian!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhuang Juxian suddenly appeared with a look of grief and anger. He took two steps forward, pointed at Xiao Feng, and shouted, "Qiao Feng, you evil villain! You killed my uncle, my mother, and my father. Today I will tear out your tendons, peel off your skin, and cut your body into pieces!"

His shout, with its profound internal strength, echoed through the valley and all the heroes were immediately shocked.

At this time, heroes from all over the country continued to come to Shaoshi Mountain. Qiao Feng was so famous that everyone knew him, but only a few had seen him. When Zhuang Juxian called out to him, all eyes in the mountain were cast towards Shaolin Temple.

Xiao Feng looked at Zhuang Juxian with curiosity and asked, "Who are you? How did I kill your uncle, father, and mother?"

Zhuang Juxian shouted, "I am You Tanzhi, the son of Juxian Zhuang Youju. You, the evil villain, killed my father and uncle with your fists, and even killed my mother, who had no martial arts skills, with a single blow. Do you still want to deny it in front of all the heroes in the world today?"

Everyone was immediately in an uproar.

Some of the heroes also associated the three words "Zhuang Juxian" with "Juxian Manor", but they only inferred that Qiao Feng was involved. Not only did all the You brothers in Juxian Manor die, but the manor was also burned to the ground. Who was this Zhuang Juxian? They never thought that he was You Tanzhi, the son of You Ju.

Xiao Feng was even more stunned after hearing this.

All I heard was the Beggars' Sect's Kung Fu Master Lü Zhang saying, "Qiao Feng, you said before that you would not seek revenge on Juxian Manor, and Protector Feng also tried his best to protect you. But who could have known that you broke your promise and turned around and destroyed Juxian Manor? Who can you be worthy of?"

As he spoke, his eyes turned and he said, "Protector Feng, we have all been deceived by this evil villain Qiao Feng. Not only did he destroy Juxian Manor and put you in an unjust situation, but after killing you, he became even more rampant. Such an unfaithful and unjust person is simply presumptuous."

Feng Yi frowned slightly: "Boss Zhuang, did you see with your own eyes that your family members were killed by Qiao Feng? How could he be so rampant?"

You Tanzhi glanced at Lu Zhang and saw him nod, so he said, "When the party was held at Juxian Manor that day, I was peeking from the side and I saw you and Qiao Feng.

You two promised in yourselves that you would not retaliate against our village, but a few days later, someone would kill anyone he saw in the village. My uncle, father, their apprentice, and my mother were all killed. I saw it clearly at the time, and the person who did it was Qiao Feng. "

As he spoke, his eyes were red and tears were flowing: "I went to fight him, but he kicked me down, laughed and said, 'Good boy, you still have some courage, I will spare your life, if you have the guts, come and seek revenge on me, Qiao Feng!' Then he set fire to my farm. Qiao Feng, what do you think, is this true?"

Feng Yi and Xiao Feng looked at each other, and they both understood that the person who did it must be Xiao Yuanshan, who looked exactly like Xiao Feng. They left You Tanzhi behind to publicize Xiao Feng's crimes so that Xiao Feng would become the public enemy of the martial arts world and seek revenge together with him.

Or perhaps he was moved by compassion and thought of Xiao Feng, so he did not kill You Tanzhi, who dared to risk his life for the death of his parents.

Xiao Feng sighed, "When Xiao Feng was in trouble, only Brother Feng and Miss Azhu believed in me, Xiao Feng. Brother Feng even taught me his magic skills to help Azhu. I am deeply grateful and want to repay him every day.

Don’t say that Xiao knows very well that the two heroes of the You clan held a hero conference in your manor that day because of a misunderstanding. In the spirit of chivalry, even if he is a person with whom I, Xiao Feng, have a blood feud, for the sake of Brother Feng, Xiao will not impose any more..."

At this point, he shook his head and said, "Alas, there is no difference in how they died.

Young Master You, I was responsible for the deaths of everyone in your village, including my master, Master Xuanku, my adoptive father and mother, Mr. Tan, Mrs. Tan, Zhao Qiansun, and Master Zhiguang. All of these are my faults, and it is not in vain!"

As he spoke, he looked around and said, "My fellow martial artists, be it hatred or revenge, come if you want, I will take it all on myself!"

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When he said this, everyone admired his courage, but they were also furious.

There are such cruel and ruthless people in the world.

Suddenly, someone in the crowd shouted, "Abbot Xuanci, this bastard Qiao Feng, can't you clean up your Shaolin Temple?"

"Qiao Feng is a Khitan barbarian. Anyone can kill him. Today, we cannot allow him to leave Shaoshi Mountain alive."

But there was a chorus of shouting, some people scolded Xiao Feng for being despicable and shameless, some scolded him for being unfaithful, and some scolded Shaolin Temple for not having correct disciplines.

Lü Zhang exhaled from his Dantian and said in a loud voice: "Protector Feng, Abbot Xuanci, this Qiao Feng is dishonest and has ulterior motives. He helped the Khitan Emperor Yelu Hongji suppress the rebellion years ago, and now he is the King of the Southern Court of Liao, commanding half of the Liao army.

The Khitans are determined to destroy the Song Dynasty. If we let them get away today, won’t it cause endless troubles?”

His internal strength was profound, and the information contained in his words was even more shocking. For a moment, all the shouting and cursing stopped.

Xiao Feng said, "Oh!" and said, "Elder Lu, you knew that I became the King of the Southern Court of Liao Kingdom, so you chose this Young Master You as the leader of the gang and changed his name to Zhuang Juxian. Are you afraid that I will get the news, so you are taking precautions in advance?"

Lu Zhang said: "Brother Qiao, you know that Khitan and Song Dynasty cannot coexist.

But Young Master You took over as the leader of our gang because of his high martial arts skills. At the Junshan Conference of the Beggars' Gang, he defeated dozens of masters of our gang. It was not just my idea. As for the alias Zhuang Juxian, it was because we were afraid that King Xiao would get the news and cause some changes. "

I only heard Elder Wu Changfeng of the Beggars' Sect shouting, "Brother Qiao, I still want to ask you a question. Are you really the Southern Court King of the Liao Kingdom?"

Xiao Feng sighed inwardly and said loudly: "Not bad!"

The heroes were immediately excited. Not many people in the martial arts world knew about the news that Xiao Feng was appointed as the King of the Southern Courtyard of the Liao Kingdom. The Beggar Gang was well-informed and was always paying attention to the military and national affairs of the Liao Kingdom and Western Xia. They had already received the news that Qiao Feng would be the King of the Southern Courtyard, but Wu Changfeng was very close to Qiao Feng and was unwilling to believe it. When he heard him admit it in person, he stomped his feet and sighed.

"Kill this Liao dog!"

The shouts of the heroes became louder and louder.

Everyone knows that Qiao Feng is a martial arts expert, but he is a Khitan. If a fight breaks out, he will have the help of Feng Yi, various heroes, Shaolin monks, and people from the Beggars' Sect. Even if Feng Yi and Xiao Feng really have extraordinary abilities, they will definitely not be able to escape.

As the momentum grew, everyone became braver, but no one dared to step forward and challenge first.

Because everyone knew that although he would be killed in the end, dozens of people above him would also have to die.

Who dies first is debatable.

After all, using Xiao Feng's brain to become famous is something that everyone would like, and it doesn't require any courage.

But if you use your own brain to help others become famous, it takes great courage.

Of course, this situation is like a powder keg that can explode at the slightest spark.

All we need is someone of importance to come and make a call.

Feng Yi looked at Abbot Xuanci and said, "Abbot, do you really want to watch the famous mountain suffer a disaster and your fellow Taoists suffer?"

Abbot Xuanci revealed a bitter smile. This situation was also a dilemma for him.

Shaolin Temple can protect a Khitan man named Xiao Feng, but to protect the Southern Court King of Liao is too big a concern.

While Xuan Ci was pondering, he suddenly heard You Tanzhi shouting, "Qiao Feng, prepare to die!" He shook his body and shot towards Xiao Feng like an arrow. His body movement was extremely fast. After jumping out more than ten feet, he suddenly jumped up and punched down.

Feng Yi's eyes fixed, and he murmured, "Great Demon Subduing Fist!"

In an instant, Xiao Feng felt an extremely strong force surging towards him, his face straightened: "Okay!" He pointed his toes, floated out, and slapped out.

There was a loud "bang" and the two men's fists and palms collided, and a violent attack broke out.

You Tanzhi somersaulted three feet high and landed on the ground.

Xiao Feng groaned, a flush of blood rushed to his face, and he took three steps back. He immediately felt a warm current running through his heart. His body was swaying, and he felt weak all over. He staggered and almost fell down.

Duan Yu and Azhu were shocked to see that Xiao Feng's amazing skills could lead to such a situation, and they rushed forward. Xiao Feng shook his head to indicate that everything was fine.

The heroes were also horrified. Qiao Feng was famous for his Dragon Subduing Palm. Now that You Tanzhi was young, he could beat him like this with just one palm. No wonder the Beggars' Sect chose him as their leader.

Feng Yi was even more secretly shocked.

He had a keen eye and saw that Xiao Feng was not using his full strength.

However, You Tanzhi's punch was not only the Great Demon Subduing Fist from the Nine Yin Scriptures, but also contained the internal force of the Divine Illumination Power and the Blood Sword Sutra.

Even though Feng Yi had guessed about You Tanzhi's background when he first appeared, he still felt it was too incredible after seeing it with his own eyes. It could only be two years at most. So he said, "Boss Zhuang has such a powerful inner strength. Who taught him this?"

You Tanzhi said proudly: "My master is the God of Wind who is known as the one who has no rivals in the world!"

"The God of the Wind?"

Everyone immediately started whispering to each other. They had never heard of this name. Some people thought that they had never heard of Feng Yi before. As soon as he debuted, he became famous in the world. It was said that he had a master. It can be seen that there are hidden dragons and crouching tigers in the world. There are always hermits and masters.

When Feng Yi heard this, he immediately felt relieved, as it turned out that no one had ever given him any advice. Seeing You Tanzhi's proud look, he couldn't help but laugh out loud.

You Tanzhi said: "What are you laughing at, Your Excellency?"

Feng Yi smiled slightly, waved his hand and said: "Nothing? I just think that the God of Wind you mentioned might just be a boast. Although you have learned unique martial arts, your martial arts are more than grand, but not subtle. It seems that you lack guidance from an expert.

If you meet an ordinary person, you can win easily, but if you meet Brother Xiao, he only needs to attack your strengths and weaknesses, and you will definitely lose.

Just now he just felt guilty towards you and didn't use his full strength. Is it really okay for you to be so frivolous?"

The more You Tanzhi listened, the paler his face became. He hesitated and said, "Don't think that just because you are so good at martial arts, you can judge my master at will. When he became famous all over the world, you didn't even know where he was!"

After saying that, he glanced at Xiao Feng, frowned and said, "Thank you for not killing me last time.

But the hatred for my parents is irreconcilable. Only one of us can walk down the Shaoshi Mountain alive today. Even if you show mercy, don't think I can forgive you!"

"Yes! Kill him!"

"Master You is right! Xiao Feng, the Khitan barbarian, and those who support him are all the great enemies of the Han people!"

The heroes clamored, one after another, and the sound of killing shook the sky.

Everyone on the field has different thoughts.

(End of this chapter)