People are in comprehensive martial arts, start to destroy Shaolin

Everyone in the entire Tianlong Babu was puzzled, you said Xiao Yuanshan already knew that the leading brother was Xuanci, right?

But he just snatched his child away, didn't take revenge on anyone else, and didn't go to meet Xiao Feng.

He was concentrating on practicing martial arts hard in Shaolin, but the more he practiced, the later he went.

30 years ago, when he first appeared on the stage, he alone could beat many masters including Xuanci and Wang Jiantong.

30 years later, after practicing many stunts, he may not even be able to beat his own son again.

As for Murong Bo, it's also extremely weird, you say you want to revive Dayan.

What have you done?
Wrote an unfounded letter, deceived Xuanci and the others, and then had to abandon his son, who was only a few years old, and feign death to escape.

But since you are secluded behind the scenes and become a black hand, you don't recruit soldiers, don't plan to set off a bloodbath, but you hide in Shaolin and practice martial arts hard?
What does this have to do with Fuxing Dayan? ? ?

Knowing this ancestor, he wished to shoot him to death, what the hell, he still wanted to be the emperor.

Don't let people play to death for two days?
Murong Fu was extremely embarrassed and coughed twice:

"Master Zhang, a man must make a career in his life."

"If the two of us work together, we will definitely achieve great things. Wouldn't it be great to leave a name in the history books for thousands of years?"

Zhang Wuwei sneered: "Just you?"

That disdainful look deeply hurt Murong Fu's fragile heart.

But in front of everyone, he still had to maintain his image: "Why did Master Zhang say that?"

"I have four generals!"

"Can you defeat my Mingjiao Four Great Dharma Kings?"

"I have five big villas and countless family soldiers!"

"Can you beat the five-element flag?"

"I have a family tradition of martial arts that can be used to join the fingers, and the battle will turn and the stars will move!"

"Oh, the Ming religion has the Great Shift of the Universe, I have the Nine Yin Manual, the Nine Yang Manual, and Tai Chi."

Murong Fu's face was livid, and he suppressed his anger and roared:
"I, Gusu Murong, have a great reputation in the rivers and lakes!"

Zhang Wuwei shrugged: "Oh, Nan Murong."

"I, Zhang Wuwei, am nothing special. I am just a demon known to everyone."

Teng Teng Teng, Murong Fu took three steps back, supported the pillar next to him, his chest rose and fell, and took several deep breaths.

Only then did he suppress the anger in his heart.

This piece of Wuwei is really deceptive: "Zhuzi is not enough to plan!"

Ready to leave resentfully, Zhang Wuwei asked again: "Ah, Mr. Murong is really kind."

"You don't care about your cousin's apprentice who is obsessing over your daughter-in-law?"

Murong Fu flicked his sleeves, and said disdainfully: "Jumping clown, why should you care?"

Zhang Wuwei smiled: "Oh, he is the son of Zhennan Prince of Dali Kingdom, the future emperor of Dali Kingdom."

Quiet, very quiet.

Everyone looked at Murong Fu's handsome face, which turned from blue to white, then red, and then black again.

It changes back and forth, as if the face of Sichuan opera is changing, it is extremely exciting.

He and his family have fought for it for many years, but they can't get it.

This idiot can get it at his fingertips? ? ?
Holding on, he snorted coldly: "So what?"

Zhang Wuwei continued to make up his sword: "Well, it's really nothing, he just knows an extremely magical light kung fu, Lingbo Weibu."

"And a martial art that can absorb people's abilities, Beiming Divine Art."

"Oh, by the way, he can also pass down martial arts from his family, the Six Meridians Excalibur, which is known as the best swordsmanship in the world."

"Inner skills, lightness skills, and moves, as long as he is willing to work hard and get a little familiar with them, I'm afraid it's some people, alas!"

Clenching his hands into fists, Murong Fu's body trembled rapidly.

Zhang Wuwei smiled and said the last sentence: "Forgot, these are all he has come to know all of a sudden in recent days."

"Pfft!" Murong Fu couldn't take it anymore, and suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

Everything he was proud of, everything he cultivated and pursued so hard, was in the hands of a fool he looked down upon.

It turned out to be so simple and easy, you can even say dismissive?
Tsk tsk, Zhang Wuwei shook his head: "This is a ruthless comparison of goods, people and people, really can't be compared!"

Murong Fu rolled his eyes and almost fainted from this anger.

Take a deep breath, take a deep breath for a long time, and then gradually slow down.

It's just that his face, which was as black as the bottom of a pot, couldn't be changed no matter what.

He glared at Zhang Wuwei: "Master Zhang, the future will be long, see you in the world!"

Turning around to leave, the maid Abi hurriedly chased him out: "Young master, young master!"

Wang Yuyan also stood up, and shouted with tears in her eyes, "Cousin!"

However, Murong Fu did not return and took her away.

This made her very sad. Could it be that her cousin didn't like herself when she saw her with Duan Yu?
Looking at Wang Yuyan who was complaining about herself, Duan Yu shamelessly leaned forward and comforted him:

"Sister Immortal, Elder Sister Immortal, don't cry, watching you cry, my heart."

This made Wang Yuyan even more sad, she turned around and ignored Duan Yu.

But Duan Yu is not someone who would give up, put on an ugly face, and kept trying to make Wang Yuyan laugh.

Don't mention the sincerity of letting go of your identity, putting down your face, and only focusing on one person.

That is, this warm man ended up marrying all his cousins.

I don't know if it will be awkward when we meet each other.

A'Zhu also looked at Xiao Feng reluctantly and turned to leave, Zhang Wuwei glanced at Huang Rong.

Huang Rong understood and pulled A'Zhu back: "Sister A'Zhu, you haven't taken us to save the beggars yet?"

"Would you like to leave after they are rescued?"

A'Zhu hesitated for a moment, bit his lip and nodded: "Well, that's good, then I'll take you there."

"After you rescue everyone, I'm going to find our young master."

Huang Rong smiled and took her arm: "Yes, yes, Sister Ah Zhu is so kind."

Murong Fu waited outside for a while, except for Abi, no one came out.

This made his complexion even uglier. He is a majestic Xianbei royal family, Nan Murong, who is well-known in the martial arts world.

Unexpectedly, unexpectedly.
Thinking of the conversation just now, his heart felt cramped.

Could it be that he was wrong in all this?
No, it won't, in order to revive Dayan, sacrifices are all due.

Finally, he took a bitter look at the little mill, Zhang Wuwei, Xiao Feng, Duan Yu, you wait.

In the future, I will definitely let you lie on the ground, begging bitterly!
With a low voice: "Let's go!"

He disappeared into the rain with Abi, who was the only one who was by his side.

The rain was so cold and ruthless that there was no warmth in his heart.

Hearing the sound of footsteps going away outside, Zhang Wuwei curled his lips, thinking that if the Murong family can rebel, no, Fuxing Dayan will succeed.

He swallowed the Yitian sword, and only those strange brain circuits can be passed down to the present.

It's all the ancestors burned the incense.

A few people rested in the small mill for a while, waited for the rain to clear, and then headed towards the Xixia Yipintang base camp.