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Chapter 987 Murong Bo's Transaction(1/2)

Xiao Feng and the other two were all martial arts with the highest level of skill, with high light skills and unparalleled value. They were already far away in a flash.

This shows the difference between players and NPCs.

It is also a unique skill, and the power in the hands of NPCs is much greater than that of players, and the same is true for light skills.

Whether it is Xiao Yuanshan, Murong Bo, or Xiao Feng, they are all the best masters. With the top cultivation level, even if they use ordinary light skills, they are unparalleled.

Wang Yuan possessed the unique skills of magic and versatile movements. He also learned Yun Zhonghe's light skills and rode a tenth-level mount like Tai Chi Bear, and then he could barely chase the backs of the three people.

"Dad, Dad!"

At this moment, a sound suddenly sounded behind Wang Yuan.

"Who, are you so polite?"

Wang Yuan looked back and saw that it was Murong Fu.

In the north, Xiao Feng and Murong in the south, Wang Yuan has always had an illusion that Murong Fu is equally strong and Xiao Feng is the same.

But today Wang Yuan discovered that this guy was simply a waste compared to Xiao Feng.

There is no way, talent cannot be compensated by hard work. Without talent, you can only rely on luck.

Murong Fu is not as talented as Xiao Feng, and he is still lucky. Of course, he will not be Xiao Feng's opponent.

...

The most intuitive manifestation is light skills. Wang Yuan can still catch up with Xiao Feng and the other two while riding a Tai Chi Bear, and Murong Fu can only eat dust from behind.

In fact, in Wang Yuan's eyes, there is no difference between Murong Fu's cultivation level and not going up the mountain.

After all, the strength is there. Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo are equally strong, Xiao Feng is far superior to Murong Fu, and they are both father-son combinations, and the Murong family is obviously defeated.

However, seeing that others were going up the mountain with their father, Wang Yuan felt embarrassed when he got involved, so he shouted: "Shaolin Buddhism is pure, don't go around!"

It’s very comfortable to be famous for your master!

Even if you pick up a person's head, it's reasonable and logical.

Xiao Feng was young and strong, and his light skills were even better. When Murong Bo rushed to the gate of Shaolin Temple, Xiao Feng had already caught up with him. He slapped out several feet away, and his palm was straight to Murong Bo's back.

Murong Bo turned around and blocked, was beaten slightly, took a step back, and took advantage of the opportunity to flash into the mountain gate.

Xiao Feng and his son did not allow him to escape, and they chased him closely.

Wang Yuan was afraid that Murong Bo would be beaten to death by Xiao Feng, so he would not be able to grab the last blow, so he rushed to chase him hard.

Shaolin Temple has corridors everywhere. Although Xiao Feng’s palm power is strong, he can never capture Murong Bo again.

The four of them arrived at the Sutra Pavilion in an instant.

"Who is trespassing into the Sutra Pavilion?"

The eighteen bronze men guarding the Sutra Library shouted loudly, carrying weapons to stop Murong Bo.

Murong Bo pointed his hands in a row, and in just one round, he knocked the eighteen bronze men of Shaolin Temple to the ground and broke straight into the Sutra Pavilion.

Xiao Feng and Xiao Yuanshan followed in, and Wang Yuan also put away his mount and entered one after another.

After entering the Sutra Pavilion, Wang Yuan took a step back, stood at the door, and guarded the gate, fearing that Murong Bo would run away.

But at this time, Murong Bo turned his head and looked at Xiao Yuanshan and sneered: "Xiao Yuanshan, you, father and son, are you, and we, brothers, fight alone and fight to the death."

"snort!"

Xiao Yuanshan snorted coldly: "The deep hatred between you and me is unresolved. This is not a contest of martial arts skills. Naturally, my father and son join forces to take your life."

"Well said!"

Wang Yuan cheered, "What's there to say about such a despicable and shameless person? Just go up and save him!"

At the same time, Wang Yuan thought to himself: Xiao Yuanshan is as good as Murong Bo’s martial arts. If he really fights one by one, he may not be able to fight until when. If Xiao Feng follows him, the man will basically be stable.

"Master Wuchi, what are you here to do?" Murong Bo glanced at Wang Yuan and asked coldly: "When I don't have time to pay attention to you now, get out of here!"

"Nonsense! This is the forbidden area of ​​Shaolin Temple. How should you get out?" Wang Yuan said: "You old man, my master believes in you so much, but you harm him so much. Today I will help my senior brother and Mr. Xiao take down your culprit, and exchange my master for his innocence to prove the bright world of the world."

Wang Yuan said half of this to Murong Bo, and half of it to Xiao Feng and his son.

The meaning is very obvious. The man who caused your whole family is Murong Bo, and Xuan Ci is also a victim. We are on the same boat. At this moment, I have killed Murong Bo for you. Don’t ask Xuan Ci for trouble anymore.

There are injustice and debt, so we must reason.

King Xiao Yuanshan was not familiar with him, but Xiao Feng was a kind and righteous person, and he was very wise. If he said this, he would definitely not make things difficult for Xuan Ci anymore.

"Hahaha!"

Murong Bo laughed and said, "So what if you three want to go together?"

"Ha ha!"

Before Murong Bo finished speaking, a laugh suddenly came from one side of the Sutra Pavilion.

I saw a monk with a jewel of light and slowly walked forward.

"Jiumozhi!!!"

Seeing that monk, Wang Yuan was shocked. When did this guy catch up?

"Mr. Murong, we haven't seen each other for a long time!"

Jiumozhi clasped his hands to Murong Bo and bowed, "I know that the old man is still there, the little monk is very happy!"

Murong Bo recited a tribute and said, "Master Lao is concerned!"

Jiumozhi said humbly: "Where is it! The little monk remembers your friendship with me in his heart!"

"What's the point of asking about some trivial matters!" Speaking of this, Murong Bo said proudly: "Old Xia Xiao, Young Xia Xiao, this monk Jiumo Zhizhi, is the great lunar king of the Tubo Kingdom. He has a deep Buddhist abyss and his martial arts are far superior. It can be said that there is no comparison in the world."

"Damn!"

A Jiumozhi came out halfway, which was completely beyond Wang Yuan's expectations.

No wonder Murong Bo did not run down the mountain, but ran up the mountain. It turned out that there was a helper hidden in this Sutra Pavilion. As soon as Jiumozhi joined, it would not be easy to deal with it now.

When Xiao Yuanshan and Xiao Feng heard this, they also looked at each other.

Murong Bo said that Jiumo Zhiyuan was definitely bragging, but although this monk may not be stronger than Murong Bo, his strength was also extraordinary. If he was a helper Murong Bo at this time, it would be difficult to predict the victory or defeat between the two sides.

"What does the master think about the father and son of the Xiao family want to kill me?" Murong Bo asked Jiumo Zhidao.

Jiumozhi said lightly: "When you are a confidant, how can you hold your hands?"

Jiumozhi joined the Murong family camp and the situation began to change.

Now there are two top masters vs two top masters.

This is the first time Wang Yuan has seen such a luxurious hostile lineup.

These four people are the best martial arts in the world.

Xiao Feng’s two unique skills in subduing dragons and capturing dragons, and the real dragon protects his body unparalleled in the world.

Xiao Yuanshan killed countless people soared into the sky, like a white tiger coming to the ordinary.

Jiumozhi Flame Sword reached its peak, just like the God of Fire in the world.

Murong Bo is changing with stars, his power is like water, and the sea is infinite.

Anyone is a top master who can sweep the world. Now the battle is about to start in this small Sutra Library, and the scene can be imagined.

Wang Yuan opened the video recording casually.

Damn it, even if you can’t grab Murong Bo’s head today, recording this video and putting it on the forum and starting the charge will be a considerable income.

We must maximize benefits and minimize losses.

"Dad, Dad!"

Just as the four of them were at a strife and were about to start fighting, another figure came to the Sutra Pavilion

Wang Yuan and others looked in the sound and saw Murong Fu following up panting.

“…”

Seeing Murong Fu arrive, Wang Yuan couldn't help but look at Xiao Feng.

Murong Fu must have helped Murong Bo, and at this time, another person was added to the Murong family camp.

The situation changes again, three to two!

Although Murong Fu is weak, he cannot underestimate it. The father and son of the Xiao family are afraid that they will not be able to avenge their revenge and will pay their lives.

Xiao Yuanshan looked at Wang Yuan unconsciously, and then immediately took his eyes back.

He said in his heart: Why do I ask for help from others? It is my ability to fight, but it is just that I have no ability to fight.

Wang Yuan knew what Xiao Yuanshan’s look meant, so he clasped his fists and said, “Xiao Feng is my senior brother. We have a deep brotherhood. Murong Bo harms his whole family is equivalent to harming my whole family. Teacher Xuanci is my master. Murong Bo traps him in a bad and unrighteous way, which means traps me in a bad and unrighteous way. I and the old thief Murong are irreconcilable."

Wang Yuan joined the Xiao family camp, three to three, and the situation remained unchanged again.

"Old thief Murong, come here with your fate!"

Xiao Feng took a step forward, and slapped Murong Bo with a palm.
To be continued...
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