All Heavens Planes

Chen Chen stretched out his right hand, and slowly grabbed Murong Bo's shoulder. This grab seemed ordinary, but it covered all directions, covering the whole Zhang Xu Fangyuan.

Murong Bo was terrified in his heart, he stopped abruptly, without thinking about it, he raised his left hand lightly and pointed out a joint finger, his right palm was in front of his body, his waist didn't move and his feet quickly bounced back about Zhang Xu.

Chen Chen's footsteps swayed, and he followed him like a shadow, and the speed was a little faster. Without dodging or evading, he let Shen He's fingers hit his chest. His fingers and claws had bypassed the protection of Murong Bo's hands like a butterfly wearing flowers, and gently Putting it on his shoulder, he flung him back with a flick of internal energy.

Murong Bo circled several times in the air, dispelling the remaining strength, the place where he landed was actually between Xiao Yuanshan and Xiao Feng father and son.

Murong Bo's expression was serious, and cold sweat dripped down his back while secretly suffering from pain, his shoulder bone was actually broken by Chen Chen's forceful blow with his own joining fingers.This method is very similar to Murong's family's unique knowledge.

Murong Bo has studied Dou Zhuan Xing Yi intensively all his life, and with his family background, he can tell the difference between Chen Chen's moves and Dou Zhuan Xing Yi, but he has no way of knowing the specific difference.Couldn't help shouting, "What trick!"

Chen Chen frowned, and said slowly, "Bringing flowers to trees"

Chen Chen just casually said that this move he used Wuxiang Chan Kungfu to simulate the movement of stars, and then supplemented it with Kurong Zen Kungfu's ability to transform reality from reality.A certain amount of attacks can turn reality into fiction, and then use fiction to hit reality, which is very different from Murong's teleportation and rebound.

"It's a good move!" Murong Bo covered his shoulders with his hands, sat cross-legged on the ground with his body swaying, not paying attention to the approach of Xiao's father and son.

Xiao Yuanshan has fought Murong Bo several times, he knows his tactics are very clever, seeing him so he couldn't help feeling suspicious, he stretched out his hand to stop Xiao Feng and said, "Old Murong Bo, what kind of tricks are you going to play?"

Murong Bo shook his head and said, "Brother Xiao, the virtuous father and son are so outstanding in martial arts, it's hard for any old man to claim victory, not to mention that I have lost an arm. 30 years ago... Alas, this old man was so confused, I regret it!"

Xiao Yuanshan sneered and said, "If you talk sweet words, you will not escape death today!"

Murong Bo looked at Xiao Feng, sighed sadly, "Hero Xiao, this old man has dedicated his whole life to the great cause of the family, and he has always had a clear conscience. The only thing I'm sorry about is your Xiao family... today I implore you to let me go, don't involve him I don't need you two to do anything, I will pay my life for Lingtang..."

Xiao Feng said bitterly, "Xiao is such a good man, he deserves no shame in the world, he doesn't bother to do something that harms his wife and children!"

Xiao Yuanshan said coldly, "Feng'er doesn't need to talk too much with this old thief, if you kill him, you won't have revenge for your mother!"

Xiao Feng nodded slightly, raised his palm and hit Murong Bo on the top of the door, the strong wind howled under the surge of internal energy, before the palm fell, Murong Bo's body wobbled and he lay on his back on the ground.

Xiao Feng retracted his palm and stepped forward a few steps, put his finger on Murong Bo's meridians, and probed his chest and neck, he couldn't help frowning and said, "This old thief has already cut off his meridians...!"

"Murong old thief, such a death is too cheap for you!" Xiao Yuanshan stepped forward and grabbed Murong Bo's lapel, viciously lifted his body, and struck Murong Bo's head with his palm, making him die without a trace. corpse.

"Amitabha!"

Xiao Yuanshan heard a Buddha's chant, as if a gray shadow flashed past, he felt a light in his hand, at the same time his chest shook and he flew upside down, Murong Bo's body had already been snatched away.

"Dare!" Xiao Feng saw a gray-clothed man attacking Xiao Yuanshan, shouted and jumped up suddenly, he jumped more than two zhang, he had chased the gray-clothed man close and struck out with his palm.This move is Yuyue Yuyuan who is the best at chasing down opponents among Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.

The man in gray was carrying Murong Bo's corpse without turning around, he slapped out his backhand, facing Xiao Feng's palm, his body leaped forward several feet in an instant.

Xiao Feng flew upside down to catch Xiao Yuanshan, and when he landed, he retreated a few steps before standing still, and hurriedly asked, "Father! Are you injured?"

"It's okay, that person just shook me back, didn't hurt me at all..." Xiao Yuanshan looked solemnly at the man in gray, but saw that the man was actually an old monk with white beard and white eyebrows.

Chen Chen's expression was solemn, Murong Bo used the tortoise's breathing method to pretend to be dead, he could fool Xiao and his son, but he couldn't.Just when he was about to make Murong Bo's fake death a real one, this old monk unexpectedly appeared, which made him feel dizzy.

"Explore!"

Sweeping monk, innate high-level, combat power 1980

"This is difficult to handle. The old monk has a high realm and profound internal strength, and his combat power should be much stronger. Compared with the three-foot Qi wall of the Vajra Indestructible Divine Art, it may not be cheaper..." Chen Chen frowned. Lock quite a headache.

The sweeping monk placed Murong Bo next to Murong Fu, clasped his hands together and bowed to everyone, and said slowly, "Lady Xiao, you and Murong Jushi have been wandering in the Shaolin Buddhist scriptures pavilion for 30 years, and you can be regarded as a fellowship. Now he is dead. Why did you destroy his body?"

Xiao Yuanshan's heart was shocked when he heard the words, he opened his mouth to speak but was speechless, he had never found this old monk in 30 years, the difference in realm between the two is too big!

Murong Fu leaned over the corpse in inexplicable grief, but thinking of the last words Murong Bo said to him, he couldn't cry no matter what.

Chen Chen walked slowly to Xiao Feng's side and asked Duan Yu and his siblings to come too. He had already prepared for the worst.It is impossible for the sweeping monk not to be able to tell whether Murong Bo is dead or not, but he still said that Murong Bo was dead, which was obviously protecting him.Even in the original book, no matter what he did, he still saved Murong Bo's life after all.

The sweeping monk looked at Xiao Feng and praised, "Hero Xiao is very talented, and the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms in Your Excellency's hands are truly unstoppable!"

Xiao Feng was quite afraid of Sweeping Monk, he took the palm with all his strength lightly, clasped his fists and said, "Master is face to face, Xiao dare not speak bravely"

The sweeping monk turned to look at Duan Yu and said, "Mr. Duan has profound internal strength, and the Six Meridians Excalibur is indeed the best in the world!"

Duan Yu hurriedly joined his hands together and saluted, "Master's praise, I'm ashamed of myself"

The floor-sweeping monk glanced over, paused slightly on Jiumozhi, and then said to Chen Chen, "Benefactor Chen, you have outstanding cultivation at such a young age, and you have both moral integrity and ability. This old monk really admires him!"

It's normal for people in the Jianghu to be flattering and polite. Whoever is serious will lose. Chen Chen raised the corner of his mouth and said with a faint smile, "The god monk praised me absurdly. I have no talent or virtue. I don't deserve your praise like that."

But the sweeping monk shook his head, stretched out his hands and flexed his fingers, and said slowly, "Chen Benefactor has just revealed the four Shaolin stunts, the universe in his sleeves, the non-phase fingers, the legs that follow like a shadow, and the dragon claw hands. It can be called Shaolin authentic. The benefactor’s practice has taken a different approach, and all the magical skills of our Buddhist Zen masters complement each other. Compared with you, that Master Jiumozhi forcibly activated 72 unique skills with the Taoist little non-phase kung fu. But it fell behind"

Jiumozhi looked embarrassed, and forced his anger to say, "What a small non-phase skill! It's nonsense!"

The sweeping monk lifted his eyelids slightly, and said calmly, "Although I am old and dim-sighted, I still know the little Wuxiang Kung Fu of the Xiaoyao Sect. I just don't know where the master learned this kung fu?"

"Hmph! You're making nonsense, I don't want to argue with you!" Jiumozhi was at a loss for words, and turned around angrily, flicking his sleeves.

The sweeping monk shook his head and said to himself, "No matter where you learned it from, using it like this is already a curse, and it's too late to regret it."