The ancestors of the prehistoric people, join the chat group at the beginning

"Kungfu practiced to a high level can lead to gods. There have always been rumors of this in the world, but no one has really seen it!"

"Forget it, I'm going to show you guys today, what is true martial art?"

"Give me a sigh!"

He snorted coldly, and released all his aura without reservation.

"boom!"

Like a loud bang, a thunder exploded in the sky, and the white clouds all over the sky dissipated.

An extremely depressing feeling rose in everyone's hearts.

It was as if a towering mountain was being crushed, and it was also as if a great weight was being crushed, making everyone present breathless.

Under this coercion, everyone involuntarily bent down and lowered their knees.

With a "slap", I knelt down.

As a monk faltered and couldn't bear the pressure and knelt down, like a bony Nomi card, a chain reaction was formed.

"Papapa" a series of people knelt down.

With Qiao Feng as the center, everyone around him knelt down within a radius of a hundred feet.

Especially for Shaolin monks, it is the top priority.

After the rest of the people knelt down, they immediately felt the pressure disappear.

However, after the Shaolin monks knelt down, the pressure was still unsatisfactory, and it became more and more intense. The waves behind pushed the waves ahead, pressing all the monks to the ground, throwing their bodies to the ground before giving up.

Qiao Feng joined hands with A'Zhu, standing proudly in the center of the square, looking around, no one could hold on, they had to surrender.

"Humph!"

If a tiger does not show its power, it is treated as a sick cat.

Uncle can bear it, but aunt can't bear it.

Qiao Feng sneered, and led A'Zhu out of the encirclement of the Arhat formation, and came to Abbot Xuanci and Erniang Ye.

But they saw that Xuanci was seriously injured, and under this pressure, he had already swallowed his last breath.

"It's too cheap for you to die like this!"

Qiao Feng pouted, stretched out his palm and patted Ye Erniang's head, killing her without mercy.

Glancing at the prompt that popped up in the chat group, Qiao Feng felt slightly happy.

Then he looked around, he observed the crowd carefully.

But it was discovered that the other three of the world's four major villains had also arrived at the scene.

"Duan Yanqing, you were originally the Prince Yanqing of Dali. After the civil strife in Dali and the treacherous minister Yang Yizhen plotted for the country, you were exiled outside. Because of your sensitive identity, you were hunted down by many parties. In the end, you were seriously injured, and your face was completely destroyed. both are not!"

"It was Guowei's experience that made you practice hard later and eventually become a generation of masters!"

Stepping up to a middle-aged man on crutches, Qiao Feng recounted his identity and origin in a loud voice.

The subject changed, and he yelled: "However, after you achieved great martial arts, you began to take crazily revenge on those who chased and killed you back then, and because of the deep hatred, as long as you targeted everyone, you would kill them all. Dogs don't stay, children and old people are not spared! Therefore, I got a nickname full of evil!"

After finishing speaking, he looked directly at Duan Yanqing, and asked: "Those old, weak, women and children are so innocent, but you brutally killed them, the crime is heinous, shouldn't they deserve to die?"

"And you, Yue Laosan, you are perverse and moody. Because of inappropriate words, you twisted the neck of others and killed Ying Ye!"

"Yunzhonghe, an evil ghost with lust, wants to kill a young woman when he sees it, and takes her wife, seeks her wealth and lives in his house!"

"The crimes of your four great villains are too numerous to write down, and the crime is unforgivable! Xiao killed you here today, are you not convinced?"

After joining the chat group and starting a personal mission, Qiao Feng thought about how to complete the mission, and even asked his guide Zhang Sanfeng.

Considering his own situation, he decided to attack the villains in the rivers and lakes. After all, punishing evil and promoting good.

This is the origin of the merit value that Qiao Feng understands!

Whether it will work or not will only be known after trying.

However, thinking of the reminder that popped up in the chat group when Ye Erniang was killed just now, Qiao Feng didn't know that the idea of ​​punishing evil and promoting good is feasible.

"Your grandma is a leg, if you have the ability, let the horse come here, your grandpa Yue will definitely wring your neck!"

Yue Laosan seemed to be missing a muscle, lying on the ground and muttering loudly.

"Uh..."

In the chat group, Yue Buqun choked for a moment, opened his eyes wide, and looked at Lao San Yue lying on the ground, full of disbelief.

This guy also deserves the surname Yue?

Isn't it too embarrassing for the surname Yue?

"Humph!"

Qiao Feng snorted coldly, swung his palm suddenly, and immediately a powerful palm swept out, killing the three villains on the spot.

"Ding! Kill the evil Duan Yanqing, the vicious Yue Lao San, and the vicious Yun Zhonghe, and the merit value will be +60!"

Sure enough, the next moment, a chat group notification popped up.

Adding in the 40 points of merit when he killed Xuanci and Ye Erniang, Qiao Feng found that his total merit was already [-] points.

"It seems that a big villain can provide me with twenty points of merit!"

Qiao Feng was overjoyed, he turned his head and looked towards the mountain behind.

Then, in the Sutra Pavilion in the back mountain, there is still hidden the real goal of this trip, Murong Bo!

"Murong Bo, if you don't come out, I will kill your son!"

Stepping up to Murong Fu's body, Qiao Feng pointed his hand at his head, raised his head to the sky and gave a loud shout, the sound spread throughout the Shaosi Mountain.

"..."

Everyone present was startled, and Murong Fu's eyes were wide open with an incredulous expression on his face.

Murong Bo was the previous head of the Murong family, who died young many years ago.

What is Qiao Feng's intention behind this move?

Could it be that there is something hidden in this?

"stop!"

After a while, a figure galloped from the back mountain of Shaolin, came to the arena in the blink of an eye, snatched Murong Fu from Qiao Feng's hand.

The man was dressed in black, and his face was covered by a black scarf, making it impossible to see his face clearly.

"Boy, how do you know about this old man?"

The man tore off the black scarf covering his face and questioned Qiao Feng.

"Wow!"

Hearing this man's words and looking at his face, everyone present didn't know that this was the Murong Bo that Qiao Feng was talking about, that is, the previous head of the Murong family.

"Amitabha! After a year of farewell, the old benefactor Murong is safe and sound!"

Jiumozhi, Tubo national master put his palms together, uttered the Buddha's name, and greeted Murong Bo.

"That's right, this person is the old Patriarch of Murong, the old man had a relationship with him once!"

Someone said aloud, confirming that Qiao Feng's words were correct.

"It's really unexpected that today's events have twists and turns, and even people who have been dead for more than 20 years have appeared!"

Many people sighed and felt that today was really an eye-opener.

There are also many people who are worried. Starting today, the pattern of the world will definitely change drastically.

"Hmph, back then you sent false news to Xuanci, intending to stir up disputes between Song and Liao! Although the matter is secret, you can hide it from the world, how could you hide it from Xiao?"

Qiao Feng's face turned serious, and he shouted sharply.

"You, the Murong family, are descendants of Xianbei. For generations, you have disturbed the situation in the world, picked chestnuts from the fire, and tried to revive the Yan Kingdom! The wolf's ambition, the crime should be punished!"

"If you want people not to know, unless you do nothing!"

"Murong Bo, in front of the heroes of the world, do you accept this matter or not?"

Pointing to Murong's father and son, Qiao Feng asked repeatedly.

"What? The Murong family is actually a descendant of Xianbei?"

"That's right, during the period of the Sixteen Kingdoms, there was a Yan Kingdom established by the Murong family. Could it be the descendants of the Yan Kingdom's royal family?"

Everyone was even more surprised when they heard Qiao Feng's revelation.

However, they are all numb.

There are too many things that happened today, it is dizzying.

"That's right, I'm not Murong Bo, my Murong family is also a noble descendant of Xianbei!"

Murong Bo resolutely admitted it, turned his head to look at his son Murong Fu, and said, "Fu'er, take out the ancestral lineage list you are carrying on your body, and let Da Xia Xiao have a look at it!"

His thinking is different.

In his opinion, Xiao Feng, as a Khitan native, has contributed to Great Song for many years, and if his identity is exposed suddenly, he must hate Great Song deeply.

Coupled with its strong martial arts, if the two families unite, not to mention overthrowing Song Dynasty immediately, even if they conquer the next state, they can be used as a base.

At that time, there will be hope for the restoration of the country.

As for the enmity with Xiao Feng, in front of Daye, how can he take such a trivial matter to heart?

"Father..."

Murong Fu was very excited, after hearing what he said, without further ado, he took out the treasured Dayan genealogy table and the jade seal inherited from the royal family from his bosom, and took two steps forward to show it to Qiao Feng.

It is clearly written on it that the first column of the Dayan royal family lineage table is Murong Hao, the emperor of Dayan Zu, who established the Dayan Kingdom.

The second column is Murong Jun, the third column is Murong Wei... all the way to Murong Bo, Murong Fu.

The inheritance is orderly, and it is undoubtedly a descendant of the royal family of the Yan Kingdom.

Qiao Feng glanced at it, but he didn't take it. He looked up to the sky and laughed loudly: "Haha, is this why you provoked Xuanci to kill my mother? Then you father and son can go to die!"

How can I talk too much about killing my mother and enemy.

After saying that, Qiao Feng swiped his left hand and swung forward with his right hand, it was Kanglong Youhui in Jianglong's palm.

Since his cultivation has been promoted to the level of a third-tier grandmaster, he naturally has a better understanding of the palm techniques he is good at.

After removing some complicated and useless moves, only the most exquisite eighteen palms were kept and refined, and the nine-style palms were obtained.

Among them, the one with the most powerful and unparalleled palm strength is this Kanglong Youhui.

A pale yellow dragon-shaped palm came out of the air, and it rushed forward with bared teeth and claws.

When he struck out, he was still a few feet away from the Murong family and his son, but the aftermath of the palm force dispelled the air in front of him, and he suddenly came in front of the Murong family and his son.

"Fu'er be careful!"

Murong Bo yelled loudly, pushed the son in front of him aside with one hand, and stroked and pulled with the other hand, as if drawing a semicircle.

"Fighting to the stars!"

Immediately, there was a pale white energy drawn out, blocking the dragon-shaped palm force that was approaching slightly.

"boom!"

When the vigor of the two attacks collided, a powerful roar erupted.

That Dou Zhuan Xing Yi Qi was no match for the Dragon's Xing Qi, and was instantly dispersed.

The dragon-shaped vigor continued to rush towards the two of them.

In just a split second, Murong Bo felt his breath was suffocated, and immediately his face changed drastically.

The opponent's palm force is like the raging tide, unstoppable, and it is like an invisible high wall, crushing towards him.

"what!"

He couldn't help exerting all his breastfeeding strength, mobilizing all the true energy in his body, in a vain attempt to resist Qiao Feng's attack.

But where can I stop it?

"boom!"