As soon as the news came out, Murong Bo suddenly felt dizzy. He was busy working to death, pretending to be dead, and provoking disputes among countries, just to cause chaos in the world, so that the Murong family could take advantage of the chaos. Now Murong Fu is disabled, not only that

So many years of hard work were in vain, and even the Murong family had no children or grandchildren. Thinking of this, Murong Bo lost all hope and only thought of dying together with Yang Xuan.

"I'm going to kill you, ah." Murong Bo roared angrily. He used his tenth level of Prajna Palm to hit Yang Xuan's chest. He really looked like a man who would not die until he died.

It's a pity that Yang Xuan, a person like him, had already dodged by moving twice, and hit Murong Bo on the shoulder with the palm of the Tathagata that had not been used for a long time. Unexpectedly, in an instant, a greater force came from Murong Bo's body.

The inside bounced out and hit Yang Xuan's hand.

"Repay the other person with his own way, that's right, that's right. Now I'm going to show off." Yang Xuan took a step back and said in surprise.

"Go to hell." Murong Bo looked like a mad dog, completely ignoring defense, and struck Yang Xuan with every move, including all kinds of martial arts.

Yang Xuan leaned his body to the left, blocked Murong Bo's moves with his right hand, and hit Murong Bo with an eight-level elbow on his chest. The latter was immediately injured and fell backwards. Yang Xuan was not happy anymore and held Murong Bo with both hands.

Head, knee, punch, last hold, turn around, stick to the mountain.

With a "bump", Murong Bo fell down. There were lumpy objects in the blood flowing out of his mouth. It was obvious that his internal organs were shattered by Yang Xuan's fierce attack and he spit out the blood.

Everyone was also frightened by this wild close combat. Because in the world of Tian Long Ba Bu, all martial arts are basically practical and gorgeous in attack. From time to time, they also have special effects of martial arts, such as subduing the dragon.

Eighteen-palm dragon-shaped palm power and the like.

Tong Piaoyun, who was watching beside him, was fascinated. After all, he was also studying Chinese martial arts. He didn't expect that Baji Quan could be used in this way. He watched Yang Xuan defeat his opponent simply and cleanly. The use of the moves seemed simple, but in fact, it was hidden.

Refers to the fragile parts of the human body, as well as some joint parts.

"Brother Xiao, during the Yanmen Pass battle thirty years ago, it seems that someone falsely sent information to make trouble. Isn't this person right in front of you? I'll give it to you for free." Yang Xuan said casually.

"What, it's this person." Xiao Feng opened his eyes angrily. He kicked Murong Bo and said, "You want to be like this for peace, how can you be a fool?"

My parents did something sorry for you in 2008, and you want to seek revenge."

"Abbot Xuanci, you should know who this person is." Yang Xuan turned to look at Xuanci who looked ashamed.

"Amitabha, old benefactor Murong, you are indeed still alive. Have you ever felt the slightest guilt about your false reporting of information that day, which led to the tragedy?" Xuanci asked slowly, suppressing the anger that had lasted for thirty years.

"Ahem, if you don't falsely report information, how can you provoke a dispute between Liao and Song Dynasty?" Murong Bo said, covering his chest.

Xuanci said angrily, "I have known you for many years and respect your character. At that time, I was still young and ignorant. You reported the news to me, and I believed you. After the battle of Yanmen Pass, I heard that you died of illness. I thought you were

I also misbelieved people’s words and ended up feeling guilty and depressed. Unexpectedly~~~~.”

Xiao Feng was furious and said, "Murong Bo, for your own selfish desires, you have buried your conscience and killed countless innocent good people."

"It turns out it was you, you beast. If it weren't for you, why would I have endured the pain of being separated from my wife and children for 29 years?" Xiao Yuanshan said angrily.

"What do you think I'm doing? It's impossible for me to not know everything about the world. But, forget it, I'll lose to you. This masked man is Xiao Feng's father, Xiao Yuanshan." Yang Xuan looked at everyone's faces.

With a curious expression, he covered his forehead and said.

"What, it's my father. I have fought with you several times. Why did you hurt my parents and mentor? If I hadn't been on guard day and night, you almost succeeded." Xiao Feng knelt down on one knee and said in pain.

The masked man took off his hood and saw that he was exactly the same as Xiao Feng in body and appearance, but his head full of white hair could not hide Xiao Yuanshan's vicissitudes of life and trauma.

"Feng'er, don't worry, my father will not touch your adoptive parents and your master now. The culprit has been found, and it must be settled today." Although 30 years have passed, Xiao Yuanshan has never forgotten it.

The war of that year.

"Hahahaha, why don't you just die a few people? Isn't it worthwhile to sacrifice a few people in exchange for a thousand years of hegemony? And as a Khitan, you only care about the revenge of your parents and don't bother to serve the country with loyalty. How can you be worthy of the great Liao in you?

How can your bloodline be worthy of your status as a noble of the Xiao family?" Murong Bo, half lying on the ground, mocked.

Xiao Feng pointed at Murong Bo's nose and said, "Hmph, you are wrong. The so-called serving the country with loyalty is what a minister should do."

The first thing I do is to protect our country and the second thing is to improve people's livelihood so that the people have enough food and clothing to live and work in peace and contentment. I will never go to war for my own selfish desires and let the bosses live in dire straits."

Yang Xuan heard Xiao Feng's words and nodded involuntarily. What a good leader. Once such a person leads a country, he will have absolutely no problem just keeping the family business, regardless of how he looks to the outside world.

Although the plot has been changed beyond recognition by Yang Xuan, and Xiao Feng has not become the King of the South Campus of the Liao Kingdom, his own Xiao family blood is destined to be a noble status when he returns to the Liao Kingdom, and the treatment of the protagonist is good.

"It's so good, Master Xiao. You have a kind heart and care about all the people in the world. You are truly a Bodhisattva. The old monk would like to express his gratitude to Almsgiver Xiao on behalf of everyone in the world." A skinny monk in a green robe was holding a broom and bowing his head.

Sweeping the floor. The monk was quite young, and his sparse long beards were completely white. He was sweeping the floor as he came in.

Yang Xuan looked at the old monk and was also very curious. He actually hid his own sensibility. He was indeed the strongest BOSS of Tianlong.

"Amitabha, I really didn't expect it. It turns out that there is an eminent monk in our temple who has been unconscious all this time. It's really a sin." Xuanci recited the Buddha's name.

The main reason is that there are so many people in Shaolin, but no Shaolin monk has ever noticed the sweeping monk. Not only did they hide it from Yang Xuan and Tong Piaoyun, but even Xiao Yuanshan and his son, Murong Bo and the Shaolin elders did not notice until the sweeping monk spoke. The martial arts

It's really unfathomable.

"Abbott, the old monk is not a senior disciple. He has just been sweeping the floors here for more than seventy years. He is just a sweeping monk in this temple." The sweeping monk said in a low voice.

The sweeping monk has a graceful demeanor, he is in harmony with the world, he is not surprised by favors and disgrace, his actions are unpredictable, and he is absolutely extraordinary, showing the style of a great master.

Seeing the sweeping monk's demeanor, everyone selectively believed his words.

Next, according to the plot of the TV series, the two people should be beaten to death, and then through the mutual aid of yin and yang, they can resolve each other's internal injuries and come back to life. The two people who have given up their hostility have now understood the hatred between the country and the family, and the difference between life and death.

Just like in a dream, I have just given up my hatred, achieved great enlightenment, decided to convert to Buddhism, and no longer care about the grudges and grudges in the world.
Chapter completed!