Bao Bu Tong tried to bite off his tongue several times, but his masseter muscles were mostly ineffective, and he could only bite his tongue until it bled, and it was impossible to bite it off. He regretted it very much now, regretting why he couldn't control his mouth. "Ahem!" Li Zhuoguang cleared his throat and asked Bao Bu Tong: "Come, tell everyone that the Murong family is a descendant of the Xianbei." "Yes, but..." Bao Bu Tong couldn't control himself. "There is no but, tell everyone again that they have always taken the restoration of the country as their mission." "...Yes." Bao Bu Tong tried to close his mouth, but it was useless. "Back then, Murong Bo passed false information to Xuan Ci in order to provoke the Liao-Song War." "Yes." Bao Bu Tong was desperate. He really didn't know what the old master did, but now he could only agree with what others said. Even if someone said he was a woman, he could only answer "yes". But others didn't know, and Xiao Feng's fists were hard when he heard it. "Tsk, this behavior is really despicable, shameless, vulgar, and low-class." "Wuwuwu~Yes~" Bao Bu Tong became more and more sad as he spoke, and began to cry out in grievance.
"Murong Fu is a barbarian and uneducated." "Yes!" "He has not married yet because of his special taste. He only likes those under eight years old and over eighty years old!" "Yes!" "He is more than that!" "Yes!!!" "He doesn't even let go of men!" "Yes!!!" "Even you have been killed!" "Yes! Yes! Yes!!! Wuwuwuwuwu~" The martial artists around him clamped their back gardens in an instant. No wonder this lackey of the Murong family would betray his master so easily. Seeing Bao Bu Tong lying on the ground, crying and shouting, they couldn't help but feel a little more understanding and pity. This Murong Fu is really not a human being. He actually forced a grown man... into such a situation. Li Zhuoguang said again: "Then Murong Fu and his mother..." "Shut up!" A gray figure, with a masked face, shot out from the wall of Shaolin Temple. He raised his hands and used the Prajna Palm, one to Li Zhuoguang and the other to Bao Bu Tong. "Heh, you have great patience. You have waited until now to come out." Li Zhuoguang raised his palm to greet him. This Prajna Palm is extremely strong. Hundreds of years later, Gang Xiang, a master of the Vajra Sect in the Western Regions, used it to attack Zhang Sanfeng. Zhang Sanfeng was hit by the palm without any preparation and spurted blood. Although he had a deep and incomparable internal force, he was still severely injured by the power of the Vajra Prajna Palm and had to rest for three months before he recovered. In a rage, Murong Bo used the Prajna Palm with all his strength, which was far better than Gang Xiang. But unfortunately, he met Li Zhuoguang, just like the main NPC encountering the DLC numerical monster. They were not on the same version at all. After Murong Bo and Li Zhuoguang faced each other, he felt an unstoppable force coming. He didn't care about Bao Bu Tong lying on the ground, and quickly used Dou Zhuan Xing Yi to try to remove the force. But this force was like thunder from the sky, and he couldn't shake it even if he used all his life's skills. Murong Bo could only close his eyes and wait for death.
But he suddenly found that the other party didn't mean to take his life. The force just crippled his hands and then dissipated. Li Zhuoguang kicked Murong Bo to Xiao Feng's feet: "Isn't my magic trick of making a living person wonderful?" Xiao Feng was a little confused: "Who is this person?" "I'll show you again." Li Zhuoguang blinked his eyes and shouted in the direction of Shaolin Temple: "This person is Murong Bo who spread false information, the culprit of the tragedy outside Yanmen Pass thirty years ago!" "Evil villain! Give me your life!!!" Another black figure, also with his face covered, shot out from the wall of Shaolin Temple and headed straight for Murong Bo. Li Zhuoguang did not intervene. It was natural for Murong Bo to die at the hands of Xiao Yuanshan. But Xiao Feng took action. He didn't know who the person lying at his feet was, nor did he know who the person who suddenly took action was. But he had muscle memory from being a hero before. When he saw someone hurting someone in front of him, he took advantage of the situation and pushed out with the six dragons. Xiao Yuanshan had no choice but to fight with Xiao Feng. Before they had even fought two rounds, Xiao Feng felt that the opponent's moves were very familiar: "Is it you?!" Finding that the opponent was the one who sneaked into the Dali Palace late at night and wanted to harm his parents, Xiao Feng was immediately furious and used the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms one after another. Xiao Yuanshan had been attacked by Xiao Feng and Duan Yu before, and his injuries had not healed yet. Now he could only hold on against Xiao Feng. But seeing that the enemy was right in front of him, if he escaped this time, it would be difficult to find him. Immediately, Xiao Yuanshan didn't care whether his identity was revealed or not, he directly pulled off the mask on his face and shouted to Xiao Feng: "I am your father!" When they were fighting, Xiao Feng suddenly came up with this, and he thought that the opponent was at a disadvantage and could only show off his verbal advantage, so he ignored him and continued to rub his body and fly his palms. Li Zhuoguang pointed out from the side: "Words are not enough, take off your clothes." Xiao Yuanshan's eyes lit up. This is a method, but how did this person know it? Forget it, never mind. During the gap between fighting with Xiao Feng, Xiao Yuanshan used all his internal strength to tear his clothes apart, revealing the wolf head tattoo on his chest. When Qiao Feng saw the tattoo, he was shocked and stopped, because he also had an identical tattoo. Li Zhuoguang said on the side: "No need to doubt, he is your biological father, Xiao Yuanshan. Tsk, I really don't know what you people here think, you like to tattoo babies, is it because the mortality rate is too low?" Xiao Feng took two steps forward, wanting to recognize his father, but suddenly remembered something and stopped again: "If you are my biological father, why did you kill my adoptive parents, and my teacher Master Xuanku, could it be you..." Since Xiao Yuanshan has revealed his identity, of course he will no longer hide it, and admit that he did it. As for why he did this, he thought that whether it was raising Xiao Feng or teaching him martial arts, it should be him. But these people took away the family happiness that belonged to him, of course he couldn't let them go. When Li Zhuoguang heard this, he knew that Xiao Yuanshan had gone crazy, maybe he had gone crazy outside Yanmen Pass thirty years ago. He used to be a peace advocate, and he did his best for the people of the two countries. His master was from Song Dynasty, so even if someone intercepted his caravan, he always kept his promise and did not use martial arts to kill Song people, until his wife died tragically. From these two things, it is not difficult to imagine what kind of person Xiao Yuanshan was when he was young. Now he can kill Qiao Sanhuai and his wife who raised Xiao Feng for such a ridiculous reason. It can only be said that he is really crazy. Li Zhuoguang can imagine how much disaster the Central Plains martial arts world will suffer after he escapes death if even Xiao Feng did not survive. "Feng'er, he is the murderer who killed your mother. You come and avenge your mother yourself." Xiao Yuanshan pointed at Murong Bo on the ground and said. Although he is crazy, it seems that his feelings for Xiao Feng have not changed. He is willing to give up even the revenge he dreams of, and let Xiao Feng do it. After looking at Murong Bo on the ground, Xiao Feng raised his head and asked, "Abbot Xuanci, is what Brother Li said true?" Xuanci looked at Murong Bo with a complicated expression and said, "The wrong information back then was indeed passed on to me by Donor Murong." "Okay!" Since it has been confirmed by the parties involved, Xiao Feng is not a fussy person. He raised his hand and chopped towards Murong Bo's forehead. But his hand was opened by a stream of Qi.
"When will the revenge end..." Well, the hidden BOSS is out. After stretching his muscles, Li Zhuoguang turned to Xiao Feng and said, "Just take revenge, no one can disturb you." Li Zhuoguang looked at the gate of Shaolin Temple and walked towards the old man in ordinary monk robes. He, Li, hates those mediators who persuade people to be magnanimous the most.