Chapter 188: Running neck and neck

Feng Yi naturally knew that Xuan Ci was not a despicable person who would implicate innocent people, but he also knew that if his woman was killed, no matter what evil she had done, as a man he should avenge her.

What Xuan Ci will think after seeing Ye Erniang die in his hands? No one can guarantee whether he will become like Xiao Yuanshan, a person who will do anything for revenge.

After all, human nature cannot stand the test.

Considering Abbot Xuanci's status and position, if he were to "turn evil", his lethality would exceed that of Xiao Yuanshan.

Because he had so many resources at his disposal, it was easy for him to check a person's information. It was obvious how he knew the whereabouts of him and Huang Shang's family.

If you want to take revenge, just let your men find out where the person is, wait for a while, and then put on the "black hood". It will be very convenient to do your job.

In view of this, Feng Yi asked Xuan Ci to guarantee the Shaolin Temple's reputation for hundreds of years in front of all his fellow disciples.

This was also a warning to him: you can seek revenge against me, but don't take a despicable path for revenge and ruin the good reputation of Shaolin Temple.

This is actually a gamble on which one is more important, the reputation of Shaolin Temple or the feelings of Ye Erniang.

If Feng Yi was alone and dared to kill someone, he would not be afraid of any retaliation. However, he did not expect that at the critical moment of escorting Huang Shang's family, he would judge others by himself. How could he dare to act recklessly? However, Shaolin Temple is the leader of the martial arts world, and the monks are highly respected and well-known. When have they ever suffered such injustice? Xuansheng, who is a little younger, was shocked and angry, and his face was extremely ugly. He said: "Master Feng, we are talking to you in a good way, but you are teasing us like this. What is your intention?"

Feng Yi didn't answer, just looked at Xuan Ci.

He was teasing her this time to see if Xuan Ci would take this opportunity to attack him. If he took the opportunity to attack him, he would have to kill him today!

However, no one knew the intention behind this section.

In front of his fellow disciples, Xuan Ci felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.

He was the abbot of Shaolin Temple, the leader of the Central Plains martial arts world, admired by everyone. However, the matter of Ye Erniang was an unspeakable pain for him.

Now, after hearing Feng Yi's words about the devil and Buddha's one thought, a blush rose on his thin face. He bowed his head and clasped his hands together, saying: "Amitabha, the devil and Buddha's one thought, it's well said, I will accept your advice!"

Feng Yi smiled and said, "With Abbot Xuanci's words, it will be settled."

Xuan Du put his palms together and said, "Master Feng, I'm sorry for the injustice!" He bent his knees and waist, and slowly pushed out his right palm.

Feng Yi saw that although his palm seemed slow and not powerful, it actually contained deep internal strength. He immediately used a circular force in his left palm and a straight force in his right palm, using the move "Hidden Dragon", and in an instant a stream of energy appeared outside his body.

Xuan Du saw that he was moving his palm to the side instead of attacking him, so he was slightly surprised and continued to move his palm forward.

However, this palm was still two feet away from Feng Yi's body and did not touch Feng Yi's arm. He felt a wall of air blocking his way in front of him. When his palm touched it, he felt a sharp pain in his arm and a slight heat in his chest. The palm was immediately bounced back and his body leaned back slightly.

The Five Xuans were all horrified. They knew that the Dragon Subduing Palm was a highly prestigious skill in the martial arts world. Not only was the palm force powerful and vigorous, but there was also endless residual force.

But I didn't expect that the palm power could be so exquisite in its bending and straightness.

Fortunately, Xuan Du's palm was also very well-replenished, and the remaining power in his body was greater than the palm power, so he immediately stimulated the palm power again.

Feng Yi's move was purely defensive, with three outside and seven inside, just like a solid wall between the two of them. It would block the enemy if they came, and disappear without a trace if the enemy didn't come. So, he felt that there was an endless amount of feminine power in Xuan Du's hand, and it attacked again. The remaining power of his Dragon Subduing Palm was far greater than his palm power, so he added more strength.

Xuan Du suddenly felt his breath stagnate, his face flushed, and he quickly retracted his palm power and took a step back. Feng Yi also retracted his palm power and did not move forward.

Xuan Du was defeated, his face ashen, he thought to himself: "Brother Xuan Ci said that the Beggar Gang's 28 palms are neither extremely hard nor extremely soft. How can Feng Yi's palm be as soft as still water or stronger than hard ones?" Putting his hands together he said: "Master Feng's skills are magical. I admire you very much!" After that he returned to his camp.

Although everyone present expected that there was a gap in martial arts between the two, they never thought that Feng Yi could repel Xuan Du without having to use his palms to fight him. Only then did they understand why the four evil men, with their martial arts skills, could not withstand Feng Yi.

Feng Yi clasped his fists and said, "Master Xuan Du's soft palm power is endless and truly extraordinary. He is worthy of being an authentic martial artist!"

When they saw that he had the upper hand with this move, but he did not look proud at all, they felt less resentful towards him.

Xuan Yin took a few steps forward, smiled slightly, and said: "Master Feng, your Dragon Subduing Palm power is truly amazing. I'd like to ask for your advice!" He stood as still as a stake, with his left palm behind and his right palm pushing out.

Feng Yi raised his palm to block, but unexpectedly the opponent's palm suddenly turned faster and hit his chest.

Feng Yi didn't expect him to do this suddenly, and hurriedly put his palm across his chest. With a thud, this time their palms touched firmly. When Xuan Yin touched Feng Yi's palm, he felt like touching solid iron.

Both of them used great strength in this attack.

Feng Yi's body swayed slightly, then he stood still.

Xuan Yin was shocked and took a step back. He felt a soft force coming out of his palm, and he felt sore, achy, and numb. His meridians and internal organs felt stagnant. He was horrified and thought to himself, "This Dragon Subduing Palm is not only powerful, but also has a strong internal force. It is different from what I know. Why is this?"

Xuan Yin took a few breaths and recovered his internal energy. He smiled and said, "This Dragon Subduing Palm is indeed extremely powerful. I am no match for it!"

He slowly raised his right hand, and everyone saw a red and swollen area on his right hand. They were very surprised and realized that there are always people better than you.

Xuan Zhihu struck out with a palm.

He had been building up his strength for a long time, and this palm strike was the result of all his strength, with a powerful force coming straight at him.

Feng Yi pushed out with his palm, and Xuan Zhi felt that the palm force was like hitting soft water, and the opponent's palm force quickly retracted backwards.

When this lingering feminine force came into contact with the extremely strong and fierce palm force, Feng Yi's body leaned back slightly, while Xuan Zhi's body involuntarily took a step forward.

Feng Yi's palm force was slightly released, and Xuansheng immediately stepped on the ground and floated back more than a foot. He was full of admiration and clasped his hands together in praise: "What a good palm technique, what a great palm force!"

He had just struck out with such force that it was difficult for him to retract his internal energy. Seeing that Feng Yi was in good spirits and full of energy, with clear eyes, he knew that once the other party exerted his full strength, he would use the power of both of their palms together and he would be seriously injured.

Xuansheng shouted loudly, as if a thunderclap sounded in the clear sky, and then he chopped out with his palm, which was a move called "Sumeru Mount Palm".

The Mount Sumeru Palm is one of the 72 unique Shaolin skills and is extremely difficult to practice. Even if one can practice it, one needs to sit still and concentrate for a long time before making each strike.

While Feng Yi was fighting with several of his fellow brothers, he was accumulating strength, and this time, the force of his palms was like an overwhelming tidal wave.

Feng Yi saw how powerful the opponent was and did not dare to be careless. He struck out with a palm strike, which was the "Arrogant Dragon Will Regret".

"Pop!" The two palms hit each other, and Feng Yi was shaken.

It turned out that Feng Yi was afraid of accidentally hurting the opponent, so he only used 30% of his strength in this palm strike, with 30% of his strength outside and 70% of his strength inside. He didn't expect that the opponent's palm skills were so strong that he said, "Shaolin Palm Technique is well-deserved!"

Even so, Xuansheng was shocked by the recoil force from Feng Yi's palm, his face turned red, his internal energy was boiling like boiling water, and he said: "Master Feng's skills are amazing, Xuansheng is convinced of his defeat!"

The five Xuans looked at each other for a long while, then nodded slightly, and bowed together with their palms clasped together: "People say that the martial arts of the hero Feng are outstanding, and he can be compared with 'Qiao Feng in the North and Murong in the South'. We are in awe of him!"

Feng Yi bowed and said, "You are too kind. The way of martial arts has developed to this day, and each has complemented the other. You have me in you and I have you in me. However, the Shaolin School has been recognized as the leader of the martial arts world for hundreds of years. I admire you very much!"

Seeing that he was not arrogant despite his victory and did not trample on the dignity of Shaolin, the others were very grateful and returned the greeting, saying, "Master Feng, you are too kind."

It turned out that the four mysterious ones fought with Feng Yi one by one, not fighting with internal strength or attacking with all their strength. They just used their strength in various ways.

By figuring out the source and direction of the opponent's palm power, the Shaolin monk knew that Master Xuanku was not killed by Feng Yi.

Feng Yi wanted to sense the mysteries of Shaolin's palm technique and also wanted to let them know that he was innocent. He didn't want to take the blame for Xuan Ku's death.

Xuan Ci was even more shocked. Although this kind of test was like drinking water, only the person who had experienced it could know the cold and warmth. But he was able to practice the "Great Vajra Fist", which was a rare talent in Shaolin. His familiarity with the martial arts of this sect was unmatched.

He saw that the palm power used by his fellow disciples was hard and soft, thick and soft, and Feng Yi resisted for a moment and then turned defense into offense, and many changes immediately occurred on his palm.

He was also very good friends with the former leader of the Beggars' Sect, Wang Jiantong, and had practiced the "Dragon Subduing Palm" with him many times. He also had an encounter with Qiao Feng once in the Bodhi Temple, and had seen his Dragon Subduing Palm. Although it was powerful, it was not necessarily better than the Shaolin martial arts.

But for some unknown reason, when this set of palm techniques came into Feng Yi's hands, it suddenly gave rise to the wonderful effect of wanting to expel but also retract, wanting to reject but also to welcome, and the exquisite use of palm power was simply beyond imagination.

In particular, the exquisiteness of Feng Yi's palm technique and the profoundness of his attainments were something he had never seen in his life.

Although Xuan Ci thought so in his heart, he had been famous for decades after all, and he had great status and style. He took two steps forward, put his hands together and said, "Master Feng is indeed invincible. But we have a promise, so I have to ask for your advice too!"

Feng Yi secretly gathered his true energy and said expressionlessly, "I don't deserve it. I have long yearned for the Shaolin magic and the reputation of the Subduing Tiger Arhat!"

He did not dare to be careless with Abbot Xuanci at all.

He didn't think there were many people in the world who could make Qiao Feng's legs go limp and fall off the roof with just one blow.

He also didn't think that the fact that Qiao Feng gave birth to a master he had never seen in his life was meaningless and that Qiao Feng was exaggerating on purpose. His strength would be inferior to You Tanzhi, who had mediocre martial arts and only cold internal strength.

Feng Yi could see even more clearly that Xuan Ci's skills were far superior to those of his other fellow disciples.

Xuan Ci is the most underestimated master in the entire Tianlong world.

Xuan Ci whispered to the four fellow disciples beside him: "You guys step back a little." The four of them responded and stepped back eight feet.

Xuan Ci stood there concentrating, staring at Feng Yi with his eyes shining with brilliance.

Feng Yi was ready to fight with a stern look on his face, thinking: "It seems that this old man is really going to fight me!"

To be on the safe side, he also used his internal energy to protect his vital points to prevent himself from being hurt by the extremely powerful Vajra Fist without realizing it.

The thought of the fist and palm force that could pass through Qiao Feng's body and shatter Ah Zhu to death was terrifying enough! In a flash, Xuan Ci took a step forward, his clothes fluttering, and it was obvious that his whole body was filled with true energy.

Xuan Ci looked at the man who killed Ye Erniang and his thoughts were mixed.

At that time, Ye Erniang's father was seriously ill, and he treated him. However, he had an evil relationship with Ye Erniang. Later, he gave birth to a son, but the son was snatched away by someone, and her face was scratched.

She had been enjoying her child for years, which was unforgivable in the eyes of others, but it was all her own fault! Now that she had died a violent death, what should she do?

Feng Yi looked at Xuan Ci's face, which was turning green and red, and his eyes were like sharp blades. He was even more horrified in his heart: "Could it be that this old man is going to be possessed by a demon?"

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Today was also the first time that he had to use all his strength to protect the vital points, and this was the most difficult moment for him.

If the Shaolin abbot is seriously injured or killed, what consequences will it cause? But if he is beaten to death or injured by him with a tolerant heart, what should he do? Feng Yi knows all about the other four Xuans. They have no intention of hurting themselves. Both sides will withdraw their palm power as soon as it touches. The only thing he can't guess is Xuan Ci's thoughts.

After all, human nature is complicated. Even if Ye Erniang deserves to die, she cannot ask Xuan Ci to think that she should be killed.

The so-called act of sacrificing one's relatives for the sake of justice is easy to say, but it is so difficult to actually do it. It is definitely not something that ordinary people can do.

Each of them had their own thoughts, and when their eyes met, there was a chill in their eyes.

Xuan Ci clasped his palms together and was about to strike Feng Yi with his hands, but he heard a deep voice saying, "Brother Feng, take a break. Let me do this!"

The sound was like a loud bell, shaking the place.

This voice was not unfamiliar to everyone, and Xuan Ci and others were shocked when they heard it.

He heard the sound of boots and turned around to see a man striding out from the woods. He was extremely tall and strong, with a grey robe and black hair, and his eyes were shining. It was none other than Qiao Feng.

As he walked, he stared at Master Xuanci with a scorching gaze. Judging from his attitude, it was obvious that he had no good intentions.

Xuan Ci let out a long breath, his face as normal, and said with his hands clasped together: "Donor Qiao, long time no see!"

The other four mysteries also put their palms together and saluted.

Qiao Feng approached, bowed and said, "How are you, masters?"

After a slight pause, his expression suddenly turned serious, and he said to Xuanci, "Master Abbot, I want you to know that my surname is Xiao."

He smiled at Feng Yilang and said, "Brother Feng has killed the four evils in one fell swoop, and his reputation has shocked the martial arts world. Even though I am thousands of miles away, I have heard about your name. How come I am so excited to fight with the Shaolin monk today?"

Feng Yi heaved a sigh of relief when he saw Xiao Feng coming. Finally, someone took over Xuan Ci's hot potato. He smiled and said, "There's nothing we can do about it!"

But seeing that he was alone, he thought to himself, "Shaolin Temple said Qiao Feng went to Jiangnan, so he must have gone to the Murong family. Now he has come to Jiangbei again, most likely because of Ah Zhu. It's not easy to avenge this, so today, I'm afraid I can just watch a good show."

Master Xuan Du said, "Donor Xiao, my five brothers and I have left the temple to tell you something."

Xiao Feng said calmly: "Master, please give me some advice."

Master Xuan Du said, "The leader said that he was greatly at fault for the incident outside Yanmen Pass that year, and he should have paid with his life long ago. If benefactor Xiao goes to seek revenge on him, he will stand up straight and accept the death, and will never escape..."

Xiao Feng sneered and said, "Master, you are too kind. If the five of you attack at the same time, you can kill Xiao Feng. Why bother the five masters to tell me?"

Master Xuan Du said, "Master Xiao, this is absolutely true. That leader definitely meant this."

Xiao Feng asked grimly: "Then who is the leader?"

"Amitabha!" Master Xuanci put his palms together and said slowly: "Donor Xiao, the leader who killed your parents is me, Xuanci!"

Xiao Feng nodded slowly and said, "Master Abbot, someone spread false information back then, and Master believed it, which led to the unfortunate incident outside Yanmen Pass. If Xiao Feng were in the position of Master, he would also do the same. Master Abbot's intentions did not violate the Buddha's will in the slightest. But who was the person who informed you of the news?"

Although Xiao Feng already knew that the leader was Xuan Ci, all his doubts had to be solved. He thought that since someone had sent a false message at that time, saying that my father was going to the Shaolin Temple's Sutra Library to snatch the martial arts secrets, the Central Plains warriors had to try to stop him, and it was natural that the Shaolin Temple's abbot should lead the way; and the martial arts seniors who had a close relationship with the former gang leader Wang, headed by Abbot Xuan Ci.

Because I was born in Shaolin, I knew that Abbot Xuanci was kind and gentle, and he would never lead people to kill my parents and master for no reason. I was biased, so I turned a blind eye to the leader who appeared clearly in front of me, and never thought about it again. Abbot Xuanci should be the leader! Because in my mind, this person is a vicious person, and he can't be connected with the abbot in any way.

But this extremely vicious guy is my biological father. Feng Yi also said that the person who reported the news was Murong Bo.

Ah Zhu was rescued by Murong Bo, who raised her like a daughter in the Murong family. The love of raising her and the hatred of her lover made her unable to face herself. Xiao Feng felt very sad. At this time, he wanted to ask in person. It must be said that he hoped that Feng Yi was talking nonsense! Xiao Feng's mind was racing, and he only heard Xuan Ci say: "The person who reported the news was also a famous person in the martial arts world. He is dead, and I don't want to ruin his reputation. Donor Xiao, it is the duty of a son to avenge his parents. Please come up and kill me with one palm."

"My fellow brothers, Xiao Feng killing me is the completion of a cause and effect. If there is a cause, there will be a result. No one can raise a finger to harm him!" He lowered his hands and brows, puffed out his chest and stepped forward, waiting for Xiao Feng to make his move.

Xiao Feng said word by word: "The person who brought the news was Murong Bo?"

Xuan Ci's expression changed slightly.

Xiao Feng understood what was going on and said, "That day in the Xingzi Forest, I defended Murong Fu, saying that he was not the murderer of Deputy Gang Leader Ma, but Elder Xu accused me of colluding with the Hu people. I then realized that the Murong clan was not Han people, but Xianbei people.

Back then, Murong Bo spread false information and plotted to murder my father, but he actually eliminated a person who prevented the Liao Kingdom from launching an attack on the Song Dynasty. What was his purpose? Don't you understand?"

Wu Xuan was shocked when he heard this.

"Amitabha!" Xuan Ci put his palms together and said, "So that's how it is. You are right, the person who informed me that day was Murong Bo!

I have known him for many years and have always admired his martial arts and character, so I believed the news that the Khitan warriors were coming to Shaolin Temple to steal the scriptures. Later, after reading your father's final writings, I realized that I had been deceived.

He sent people to find him and ask for an explanation, but he had already left home and his whereabouts were unknown. Later, he learned that he had returned home, so he sent his junior brother Xuan Bei to visit him, but he heard the news of Murong Bo's death.

A few months ago, the four evil men were going to Dali to fight against the Duan family. When I received the news, I sent my junior brother Xuanbei to inform the Duan family in Dali. Unexpectedly, he passed away in the Shenjie Temple, and the move he was hit with was the Shaolin "Big Weituo Pestle".

Now it seems that this Gusu Murong has a big plan. He hopes that Dali will be in turmoil. I have harmed Junior Brother Xuanbei's life instead!"

Xiao Feng and Xuan Ci are both leaders of big gangs and factions. They are much smarter and more capable than ordinary people. They were blinded by emotions before and each has his own shortcomings. When someone points it out, they immediately know that the Murong family is planning a military and national event.

"Amitabha!"

The other four Xuans chanted the Buddha's name together. Xuansheng said coldly, "Senior brothers, since we are in Jiangbei, why don't we go find the Murong family? Although Murong Bo is dead, he had great ambitions. How can his descendants not inherit his wishes?"

Xiao Feng said, "I have already been to Yanziwu. There is no one else in the Murong family except the maids and servants. We have no idea where he is!"

Xuan Du suddenly said, "Master Xiao, judging from your reaction, you already knew who the leader and the informant were. Then do you know who killed Junior Brother Xuan Ku and Qiao Sanhuai and his wife?"

Xiao Feng did not answer, and said to Xuan Ci: "Master, you are the head of a sect, but I don't know if what you said just now still counts?"

Xuan Ci said: "I am a Buddhist disciple, how can I tell lies."

Xiao Feng nodded and said, "Okay, in that case, I must avenge my mother's murder. However, even if I want to avenge her, Xiao Feng will not kill someone who doesn't fight back!!"

Xuan Ci thought for a moment, clasped his hands together and said, "Okay! Northern Qiao Feng is a powerful figure in the world, and I don't want to miss this opportunity. Please give me some advice!"

As he spoke, he opened his palms, drew circles with each hand, and pushed out at the same time.

Seeing that he was already covered by his two palms, Xiao Feng also used the "Twenty-Eight Dragon Subduing Palms" and sent out with both palms.

He used three points of the strength in his left and right palms and seven points in the inner part, retaining most of the strength.

The two men's four palms met, and Xiao Feng was shocked.

(End of this chapter)