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Chapter 549 Do you want to be father and son?

When the confrontation between the two parties reached the age of 100, Duan Zhengchun couldn't help but intervene.

Because Murong Xun's intentions were too vicious, he clearly wanted to provoke a dispute between the Duan family in Dali and Xiaolin Temple. Fortunately, Duan Yu was abducted by Jiumozhi at that time, which diverted the attention of the Dali royal family, otherwise the Duan family in Dali and Xiaolin would have really been involved.

stand up.

Duan Yu saw that his father was also involved and looked at Li Jiang blankly.

Li Jiang shrugged, expressing his helplessness.

When Xiao Feng saw the interaction between the two, a thought suddenly came to his mind: He remembered what he had memorized in Zengguang Xianwen when he was a child, "Choose a son over his father, a relative over a neighbor." The second brother and his father had been together since childhood.

Separation, personality and character are very different.

Even though the second brother is pretending to be cool now, in fact he must be in trouble. Anyone who crosses paths with this father will have a headache. Just like his own father, who killed so many people who didn't know the truth, and himself, after a battle in Juxian Village, he also created a new generation.

How many innocent souls have been killed!

My mother didn't deserve to die, so should they, who lost their lives at the hands of my father and son?

When is the time for retribution?

It's better to go back, it's better to go back...

Xiao Feng secretly made a decision and prepared to give Xiao Yuanshan advice.

However, things on the field changed again, and Xiao Yuanshan was also involved.

Murong Bo brushed down with one sleeve the golden abacus Cui Baiquan and his nephew Guo Yanzhi who rushed towards him with a roar. Then, to show off his skills, he punched the big tree next to him, using such a move that the monks in the forest were frightened.

The unique "Vedo Pestle" skill.

Xiao Yuanshan had a fiery temper. With his old hatred and Murong Bo's show off, he couldn't bear it anymore and roared: "It's just a Skanda pestle. You have been hiding in Xiaolin Temple for more than ten years. With this little effort, I'm afraid

It’s not enough for me and Feng’er to fight.”

Murong Fu smiled arrogantly, then put away his smile and said in a serious tone: "If I had known that you were Xiao Yuanshan, how could I have allowed you to live until now."

The monks in Xiaolin, who were landlords, felt extremely embarrassed when they heard the conversation between the two men. One had been hiding in Xiaolin for thirty years, and the other had been hiding in Xiaolin for more than ten years, but no one in Xiaolin found out.

They looked at each other and heard Xiao Yuanshan say in their ears: "We have competed three times. When have I been at a disadvantage? If I had known that you were the culprit, I should not have held back at that time!"

"Come again!"

"Come!"

The two suddenly threw themselves at each other, punching and kicking, and Xiaolin's seventy-two stunts were brilliantly displayed during the fight between the two of them.

You move the flower finger with one move, and I move the multi-leaf finger with one move.

You use your cassock to subdue the devil, and I use my powerful Vajra Palm.



No matter what the monks and everyone in Xiaolin thought, the beauty of martial arts did not distinguish between good and evil. For a moment, they were all as drunk as drinking fine wine.

Xiao Feng never had the chance to speak again, so he could only hold his father tightly.

Duan Yu saw that Li Jiang was taking a rest and was watching with his hands behind his hands. He couldn't help but wonder, so he asked: "Second brother, aren't you worried about Uncle Murong and Uncle Xiao? What if you make a mistake..."

Li Jiang shook his head and said: "That's not the case. You see, the two old men are shouting fiercely, but in fact they are extremely cautious. Besides, according to my measurement, the two of them are evenly matched and should be between brothers. Unless

You can’t decide the winner if you exhaust yourself.”

Duan Yu was stunned for a moment, then asked: "Where does the second brother's basis come from?"

Scanned from the system!

Of course, Li Jiang couldn't say that. He stretched out his left hand, pointed at his eyes with his two fingers spread apart, and gave a nonsensical reason: "It comes from observation. Fourth brother, details determine success or failure. You still have a lot to learn."

Duan Yu didn't realize how serious he was, so he retreated.

Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan fought with hundreds of moves, and as Li Jiang expected, neither could do anything to the other.

After a few more moves, Murong Bo suddenly changed his fighting style and forced Xiao Yuanshan away with a big move. Just when everyone thought he had the upper hand and was about to pounce on him, he laughed loudly, jumped up, and sprinted towards the mountain.

Xiao Yuanshan shouted angrily: "How dare you run away, thief!" and then he chased after him.

When Xiao Feng saw the two of them running away, he also shouted: "Second brother, let's go!"

Li Jiang was definitely going to chase him, because that was the main purpose of his coming here, so he chased him side by side with Xiao Feng.

These four people were all at the pinnacle of martial arts. In the blink of an eye, they had gone far away.

The heroes did not expect that things would change like this. In their confusion, they saw a gray shadow, two black shadows, and a blue shadow instantly disappearing among the yellow walls and green tiles of the Shaolin Temple.

After everyone was surprised, how could they let go of such a battle? They all jumped up and ran towards the mountain.

Deng Baichuan, Gong Yeqian, Bao Bubuteng, Feng Bo evil, and eighteen Khitan warriors, the two groups who were close friends just now, were now divided into two camps, drawing swords and glaring at each other, and preparing for each other. Go up the mountain to help their respective masters.

As soon as the heroes moved, they heard Xuan Ji shout: "Form up and stop!"

More than a hundred young forest monks agreed in unison, and lined up in the road, either holding their Zen staffs or raising their swords, so that no one could come forward. But in the end, the order was given too late, and many heroes still ran up.

Xuanji shouted sternly: "My Xiaolin Temple is a good place for Buddhism and is not a place for private fights. Donors, please do not enter without permission."

When Deng Baichuan and others saw the momentum of Xiao Linseng, they knew that they could not rush forward no matter what. Although they were concerned about their master, they had to stop.

Bao Tong was furious and said sarcastically: "Yes, yes! Shaolin Temple is a good place for Buddhism...a good place for raising illegitimate children."

The eighteen Khitan guards hated Xiao Lin for blocking the road, so they also spoke in half-baked Chinese and said in unison: "The good place of Buddhism for illegitimate children!"

The two waves of people stood together again, jointly bearing the angry glances of hundreds of monks in Xiaolin.

However, they were not the only ones who had this idea. After a while, boos broke out in the square, and the sounds from thousands of mouths merged into three words: "Illegitimate child!"

"Amitabha Buddha..." Xuanci shouted the Buddha's name and stood up.



Let's say that Li Jiang and the four of them bypassed various halls and ran toward the woods behind the temple.

After entering, there is a forest path.

Li Jiang's Qinggong was the best among the four. He quickly surpassed Xiao Feng, passed Xiao Yuanshan, and caught up to Murong Bo.

Murong Bo turned his head and glanced at Li Jiang, then turned his feet to the northwest.

Li Jiang asked: "My father-in-law, why do you want to run away?"

Murong Bo said coldly: "You finally admitted that you pretended to be my son?"

Li Jiang smiled and asked: "Then do you admit it or not?"

Murong Bo frowned and said, "What do you mean?"

Li Jiangdao: "Your young master and I crossed paths by chance, and I killed him without holding him in my arms. I'm extremely sorry for this!"

"Don't be pretentious. Once I take care of the Xiao family, I will reveal your identity immediately." Murong Bo gritted his teeth.

Li Jiang shook his head and said: "Old man, a hero should have the consciousness of a hero. Your real son is dead. As far as I know, he is your only son, right? If you expose me, I don't care, but I will just leave." .What about you? You are an octogenarian and you have no inheritance. Wouldn’t your hope of restoring the country be lost in the blink of an eye?”

"You..." Murong Bo turned his head angrily, his eyes filled with anger.

Li Jiang curled his lips and said: "Old man, think about it again. With my character and martial arts skills, and my friendship with Dali, Daliao, and the Western Regions, I have great hope of reviving Dayan!"

Murong Bo fell silent. On the one hand, he was considering the pros and cons; on the other hand, he could not speak easily while running at high speed like Li Jiang. Just the few words he just answered, he already felt the burning pain in his chest like a bellows.
Chapter completed!
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