Xiao Yuanshan seemed fierce, but Li Jiang was calm.

However, such a confrontation was broken by another person within a moment.

Xiao Feng's voice came, "Dad, let me come in."

Xiao Yuanshan hesitated for a while, glared at Li Jiang and angrily said, "Sir," signaling kid, you should be careful, and then he turned sideways and made way open the pavilion door.

Li Jiang didn't care about him. No matter who saw the cooked duck was about to fly, he would not be in a beautiful mood. After nodding to Xiao Yuanshan, he walked sideways into the seventh floor.

The space on the seventh floor is already very small, about twenty square meters of room. Murong Bo stood in the middle, and Xiao Feng was guarding a window.

Li Jiang glanced past Murong Bo and looked at Xiao Feng.

Xiao Feng was very confused at this moment. It was natural to seek revenge from his enemies, but his father and son kept his brother's father in the room, and always gave him a sense of guilt of being sorry to his brother.

When Li Jiang saw this usually generous man, he felt like he had done something wrong now, and he felt funny, so he shook him a comforting look.

This kindness was immediately captured by Xiao Feng, and he felt that the big rock pressing on his heart had slightly moved away.

Murong Fu did not notice the hidden eye contact between the two and shouted, "Xiao Yuanshan, you just relied on your son to gain the upper hand. Now that Fu'er is here, I advise you to retreat, you should know that my son's martial arts are beyond the blue."

"Bah, even if you come ten more people, let's see if my father and son are afraid?" Xiao Yuanshan cursed and rushed forward.

Murong Futeng took it and glanced at Li Jiang in a hurry, saying meaningfully: "Boy, my Murong family doesn't need soft-hearted people!"

"I understand." Li Jiang agreed, then he took the Tianshan Liuyang Palm and called Xiao Feng with a "wow".

Xiao Feng Mengmeng took this move, and immediately felt that Li Jiang's palm power was weak and there was a sign of his disciples, so he sent a message: "Second brother, why is this?"

"Let them fight, let us brothers practice our hands." Li Jiang also sent a message.

Xiao Feng immediately understood and said, "Fake a fake?"

Li Jiang slapped it out again and said, "It's better to be more real, otherwise they will notice it."

Xiao Feng avoided sideways, allowing Li Jiang's palm power to break the pane, and said, "Uncle Murong and my father are fighting each other, and they are finally injured..."

Li Jiang made another move to sweep down a bookshelf and said, "No. Brother, you should know that I am aware of medical principles. If I read correctly, both of them have hidden diseases. They will stop by themselves soon."

"Ah?" Xiao Feng was shocked. The force in his hand couldn't help but make him feel a little more powerful, and he completely slapped the window.

It was just westward, and the sunlight penetrated into the hole, and the room suddenly became bright, and even the dust appeared, flying with the palm wind.

Li Jiang suddenly flashed out and sent a message: "Brother, don't worry, someone can save them."

After saying that, he shouted again: "Brother, the palm power is so powerful that he can't do enough, so he can take my sword."

With a "swish", an invisible sword energy flew through Xiao Feng's ear and poked a small hole an inch deep on the wall.

"Six-Meridian Divine Sword", the martial arts of the fourth brother! After hearing Li Jiang's words, Xiao Feng temporarily relieved his worries. At this time, he saw the hunting heart happy, and his heart suddenly became more and more laughed. He used the eighteen palms of the dragon subduing.

The two of them had a much more exciting fight than the two old men.

I saw the palm wind in the room, and the sword energy was scattered. The sound of "swish" and "angang" were intertwined, endlessly.

In order to avoid being affected by the sword energy of the palm wind, the two old men's actions were narrower and smaller.

Until later, the two had shrunk to a place that was only two or three square meters. What could they do if they were such a big place?

The two of them then stopped their guard and observed the battle between the two juniors.

They are all big experts, and they can figure out the ways of Li Jiang and Xiao Feng after just a few tricks.

Xiao Yuanshan said proudly: "My peak is powerful, and your kid is about to be unable to defeat it."

Murong Bo sneered, "You're out of sight. Fu'er's sword is focused on the true energy and specializes in conquering the palm power. If Xiao Feng continues like this, he will be defeated."

"Fuck, Feng'er's palm technique is simple and grand, and there are no flaws. How could he be defeated?" Xiao Yuanshan cursed and refuted.

Murong Bo was in a complicated mood, hoping that Li Jiang would win, and hoped that Xiao Feng would beat him to death, but he was unforgivable and said, "Fu'er consumed very little in every finger. Although Xiao Feng's palm power was strong, it would not last long. It would not take long to lose."

"It's impossible. Feng'er's palm power is combined with both hardness and softness, and his skills are combined with yin and yang! It's not that easy to drain his true energy." Xiao Yuanshan said.

Li Jiang and Xiao Feng listened to the two of them's answers, looked at each other and smiled bitterly, and the fight became more and more intense.

I thought the two old men would still argue, but Murong Boge suddenly changed the topic and asked, "Brother Xiao, you know that I had sent a message for a fake that caused a huge disaster. How could I do such a thing that is not good at doing something that is not good or bad?"

Xiao Yuanshan immediately became angry and scolded, "Bah, I don't have the brother you. You are a despicable villain and are used to doing evil, so why do you have any intention?"

He suddenly turned sideways, bent his forearm and swung his fist to hit Murong Bo from the side.

Murong Bo raised his head and avoided it but refused to fight back, and said, "Xiao... Stop your anger and listen to the next words. Although Murong Bo is not worthy, he finally has a little reputation in the world. He has never known Brother Xiao, so he has no complaints or grudges. And Abbot Xuanci of Kobayashi Temple is a friend of his family for many years. Why should I abandon my reputation, betray my friends, and implicate you, an innocent person, and make both sides suffer a defeat? Think about it, I must have a major reason."

Xiao Yuanshan calmed his fist and did not move, but his eyes were about to spurt out of fire, and shouted, "What's the big reason? You... you said, you said!"

Murong Bo also has the talent to tell stories like Li Jiang, and then tells a story about the remnants of the country who are deceased and are determined to restore the country.

After the story was told, he presented evidence again. He took out the jade seal and a roll of yellow silk and handed it to Xiao Yuanshan.

Xiao Yuanshan took the square seal carved from black jade and saw a vivid leopard carved on the jade seal. He turned over the seal and showed the seal text, which was exactly six seal characters.

Murong Bo explained: "The seal carved the 'Treasure of Emperor Dayan'"

Xiao Yuanshan did not know the seal script, but he saw that the jade seal was carved in exquisite detail and had damaged edges. It was obviously an antique that had been a long time and had suffered many hardships. Although he did not know the authenticity, he also knew it was extraordinary.

Murong Bo said again: "Huang Shou records the genealogy of Emperor Dayan, Brother Xiao will review it again."

When Xiao Yuanshan heard this, he unfolded and saw two words written on yellow silk with red pen. The right head was curved and unrecognizable, and the left head was Chinese characters, with the top of it:

"The Emperor of Taizu Civilization is named Zhi", and the following words are written: "The Emperor of Liezu Jingzhao is named Jun"... and so on.

Xiao Yuanshan was a military general in the Liao Kingdom, but he belonged to the later generations and knew the royal specifications relatively well. The names of the emperors on the silk were each missing, which should be in accordance with the convention. Since it was confirmed to be true, there was no need to look at them in the middle. He jumped to the end and saw that the last person in the lineage was written by "Murong Fu", and the above was "Murong Bo".

He threw two things back to Murong Bo and said coldly: "It turned out to be the grandson of the Great Yan King, Xiao was disrespectful. However, what does this have to do with the hatred between us?"

Xiao Yuanshan carefully put the thing back in his arms and bewitched: "Brother Xiao, we are the same type of people. You are a Khitan, I am a Yan native, and they are all foreign barbarians who were scolded by the people of the Central Plains. Isn't this the case with Ling Huang being framed by the Beggars' Sect?"
Chapter completed!