Infinite Heroes Seat

Seeing the young man walking out of the woods, the black-clothed monk's gaze was condensed. Although he was battling his old opponent with a light effort, and had already been distracted by him, this son could appear behind him silently. His skill will never be weak. He is only seventeen or eighteen years old. He really didn’t know how to develop this skill. He thought that his son was already talented, and he could be as many as his number in a year. Gong, I didn't expect this young man to be even more enchanting. Didn't he start practicing martial arts from his mother's womb?

But at this time he couldn't allow him to think too much. Looking at the two approaching at the same time, he sternly shouted at Murong Bo dressed in grey clothes: "What do you mean by that? Is it because you want to split life and death with Zai Xia? You and I fight three times. , Regardless of victory or defeat, I did not want you to find someone to deal with me today!"

Murong Bo was determined to kill at this time, how could he talk nonsense with the black monk, just approach the past step by step.

Hearing what he said, the young man behind him stopped, with an evil smile on his mouth, tilted his head and said, "Xiao Yuanshan, what else is there to say today? Don't kill you now, it's hard to beat Waiting for you to take Qiao Feng to Yanziwu in the future?"

The black-clothed monk was immediately taken aback by being called out of his identity, and then he looked at the young man in anger.

"Who on earth are you! How did you know the identity of the old man? And what do you mean by killing me and my son on Yanziwu!"

The young man was Mo Wen. He smiled when he saw Xiao Yuanshan's anger, but looked at Murong Bo playfully.

"Old Mr. Murong, you can do it well and tell this old guy the truth about that year. How about letting him be a ghost in the underworld?"

Just after hearing Mo Wen's words, Murong Bo secretly said that it was not good. Sure enough, this **** kid was ready to shake everything out. If Xiao Yuanshan knew the truth and didn't work hard with him, the pressure on that kid would be much less later.

Originally, according to Murong Bo's plan, the two attacked Xiao Yuanshan at the same time. Xiao Yuanshan and himself knew their roots, understood their strengths, and would deceive Mowen's youth in order to escape. With him as a breakthrough, as long as he has to deal with one or two, he may lose both of them. No matter how hard it is, you can solve the two opponents at once, and you can protect yourself from the dying counterattack of Xiao Yuanshan. Unexpectedly, the kid on the other side played the same abacus. From the very beginning, the truth of the year was broken. Forcing him and Xiao Yuanshan to fight each other, or let the other party escape, his Murong family would never have peace.

After taking a deep look at Mo Wen, Murong Bo felt the terrifyingness of the person in front of him. Not only was his martial arts strong and talented, Liancheng Mansion was so deep, given time. It must not be something in the pool, and it seems to be years of experience. In the dark, he seemed to perceive that the biggest enemy of Murong's rejuvenation was probably this person.

Murong Bo is still thinking about it here, but Xiao Yuanshan there is already impatient. The truth of the year has always been a thorn in his heart. He knows who ambushes himself and kills many enemies, but he still doesn't understand why the other party is. I decided that he was going to steal the martial arts secrets of Shaolin Temple. Knowing that he was the chief instructor of the Daliaoshan Army at the time, and he had repeatedly discouraged the Liao Emperor from sending troops, why he was regarded as a thief for no reason. The family broke down, how could he let it go.

Immediately he drew a long whip, and then suddenly drew it at Mo Wen.

"Boy, tell me clearly!"

Ling Bo took a slight step under Mo Wen's feet, straddling a few steps, and flashed sideways, but the long whip was pulled on a small tree behind him, and the small tree broke at the sound.

Xiao Yuanshan’s martial arts was very good at first, but he killed 17 first-class masters at Yanmen Pass. After that, he even lurked in the Shaolin Temple’s Buddhist Scripture Pavilion to study martial arts. At this time, the martial arts was even more unfathomable. Therefore, the long-whip service made Shaolin's 72 stunts of the'Volunteering Wand Technique' not only remained undiminished in power, but also increased a bit weird.

Mo Wen looked at the broken tree behind him, his face also gloomy, but instead of looking at Xiao Yuanshan, he stared at Murong Bo.

Murong Bo sighed in his heart. He was determined not to admit it, but with his temperament, he would definitely shake everything out. Then he would hate this person. If he turned the gun link and Xiao Yuanshan to deal with him Oops.

He snorted pretendingly, and then said loudly: "What can I say, Murong Bo, who instigated the relationship between Song and Liaoning for the great cause of rebuilding the country, naturally did everything he could. He was just a ghost for the dead, and only hated the gang back then. People are useless, let him survive, and let the old man do it himself!"

Hearing this, Mo Wen just smiled, his brows stretched, but Xiao Yuanshan's eyes were red, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Old Piff, it's you!"

Although there are still many things that are unclear, the general truth is already understood.

"Old Piff, give me death!"

Xiao Yuanshan let out a roar, and the long whip in his hand slammed towards Murong Bo.

"Good job!"

They are all old friends who have been dealing with for many years. How could Murong Bo be afraid of Xiao Yuanshan, and immediately deceived him and carried the "Weituochu" fist to fight Xiao Yuanshan.

I saw that the two of them fought in the same place in the blink of an eye, fists and kicks engendered the wind, and every move was powerful.

In the 30th day of the third year, the two people do not distinguish between the victory and the defeat. The seventy-two stunts of the magic wand, the Wei Tuo pestle, the flower finger, the intangible robbery finger, the Prajna palm, and the robes are displayed by the two. The power is above the eminent monks of Shaolin Temple.

After thirty strokes, Murong Bo gradually fell into a disadvantage, but it was Xiao Yuanshan who was irritated by Xiao Yuanshan, and often used those tricks that hurt both sides, but Murong Bo had a little bit of focus on Mo Wen. Next, it was not Xiao Yuanshan's opponent anymore.

Seeing the two palms to each other again, Murong Bo, because of his slow movement, was repelled by Xiao Yuanshan's Prajna palm for several steps. He felt tight in his chest and looked at his face, and shouted at Mo Wen: "Mr. Don't make a move!"

Mo Wen was originally watching a movie over there. After hearing these words, he walked slowly, and he pointed to Xiao Yuanshan's back, but shouted: "Patriarch Murong, don't panic, come down and wish you a helping hand!"

Xiao Yuanshan was originally in a state of anger, regardless of his own safety, and would never remember Mo Wen, but at this time he and Murong Bo have fought for dozens of rounds, and his head has calmed down a bit, and he naturally noticed Mo Wen. At this time, seeing him make a move, without saying anything, he mobilized twelve percent of the skill, a counter-attack, and the Wuxiangjiezhi pointed out suddenly.

The two people crossed their fingertips, but they all trembled, Mo Wen took three steps back, while Xiao Yuanshan took two steps back.

Murong Bo was overjoyed when he saw this. A squeeze finger in his hand struck Xiao Yuanshan steadily. After the fight, he gained the upper hand for the first time, and Mo Wen did not sit idle this time. After adjusting his breath, he followed Murong. Bo Jia attacked Xiao Yuanshan.

Xiao Yuanshan was frightened and angry at this time. He was expecting a finger to abolish that kid and fight his old opponents to death and death, but unexpectedly, this kid was so deep in his internal strength that his **** was not under him, and he did not take advantage under head-on. , On the contrary, he was shocked so much, what is the origin of this person, and what is the relationship with the old thief Murong.

Not to mention the thoughts in Xiao Yuanshan's heart. Under the attack of Mo Wen and Murong Bo, he was already defeated. He could only dodge left and right, avoiding the attacking fists. A few tricks are about to die here~www.wuxiamtl.com~ But at this moment, Mo Wen's hand movement suddenly stopped, and then the offensive slowed down.

This change caused Murong Bo's eyebrows to frown, but there was nothing he could do. He could only speed up his hand movements and try to solve Xiao Yuanshan earlier. However, Xiao Yuanshan was overjoyed, and he didn't care about the reason. He even tried a few tricks. After he forced Murong Bo back, he wanted to turn around. It can be seen that he is going to escape, but Mo Wen's eyes are cold. Tianshan Zhemei immediately resorted to it. With a touch, he separated Xiao Yuanshan's arms, and then slapped him on his chest with a severe palm.

"you!"

Xiao Yuanshan was vomiting blood when Mo Wen was photographed. He stepped back and looked at the white-clothed boy in front of him in horror.

At that time, there was a bit of sadness in my heart. I didn't expect the enemy to be in front of him, but he was unable to avenge him and wanted to die here, but then he was stunned again. It turned out that his injury was not as serious as he imagined, at most it was just a minor injury. , You can see from the martial arts that this person just showed, he should be seriously injured even if he was not killed by one of his tricks.

However, there was no extra time for him to think, Mo Wen and Murong Bo attacked again in the blink of an eye, and the three of them fought together again. (To be continued...)