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Chapter 140 Seven: The Great War is Over, Lin Shuo Wins! (2/5)
After a cup of tea, Xiao Feng sent Murong Fu flying with his palm.
The latter fell heavily to the ground, struggling to get up and fight again, but he was seriously injured and had no strength to fight again.
After barely standing up, he looked at Xiao Feng with hatred, and said: "Come on, kill me if you have the ability!"
Xiao Feng looked at Murong Fu contemptuously, and said: "You are too weak, not worthy to be my opponent, I don't even bother to kill you!"
After finishing speaking, Xiao Feng looked at Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo who were fighting fiercely, and performed the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, and with one move, Kanglong had no regrets and hit Murong Bo.
"Ow..."
With the sound of a deafening dragon chant, a true energy golden dragon flew out from Xiao Feng's palm, roaring and rushing towards Murong Bo.
After Murong Bo felt the fatal threat coming from above, his face changed drastically, he didn't dare to take it hard, and hurriedly hid to the side.
But in this way, Xiao Yuanshan happened to be given an excellent opportunity, he naturally didn't take measures for a long time, he used his whole body's power, and hit Murong Bo's chest with his palm.
"puff......"
Murong Bo spat out a mouthful of reversed blood, and fell heavily to the ground.
"Daddy 02..."
Murong Fu turned pale with shock, he didn't know where the strength came from, but he quickly ran to Murong Bo's side, he quickly hugged Murong Bo, and said anxiously: "Father, how are you, are you alright?"
"Ha ha......"
"Fu'er, it seems that you can't leave today as a father, and you will have to bear the rest by yourself, so go!"
Murong Bo said to Murong Fu with a wry smile.
"No!"
"If the child does not leave, the child will die with father!"
Murong Fu was very sad in his heart, but he was not willing to leave, he hugged Murong Bo's body tightly, he was unwilling to leave no matter what.
"Confused!"
"Fu'er, have you forgotten my Murong family's ancestral precepts, hurry up, don't let your father die with hatred!"
"Father, baby..."
"Come on!"
"Go!"
Murong Bo pushed Murong Fu, struggled to stand up, and continued to urge Murong Fu to leave.
Murong Fu immediately felt all hope was lost, but seeing his father's resolute attitude, Murong Fu had no choice but to agree.
Kneeling in front of Murong Bo, respectfully kowtowed several times, and said: "Father, don't worry, my son will never forget the ancestral motto of fighting to the last moment for the recovery of Yan, my son is not filial, my son... .”
Murong Bo felt extremely helpless, and couldn't bear to look at Murong Fu again, turned his back to Murong Fu, and said: "Let's go, let's go quickly."
"Father, don't worry, one day, the boy will avenge you."
After a long time, Murong Fu got up slowly, dragged his seriously injured body and walked slowly towards the main hall.
At this moment, a tyrannical aura suddenly flashed across Lin Shuo's body, but because Lin Shuo had been awake all the time, this aura was fleeting, and only the women beside Lin Shuo and the people in the Buddhist scripture pavilion Nameless noticed it.
As for Xiao Feng and others, they don't know at all.
A smile flickered at the corner of Lin Shuo's mouth. After refining Jiumozhi's skill into Beiming Zhenqi, Lin Shuo's skill increased a lot, and even his cultivation level improved a little. He was already at the peak of the Xiantian sect up.
Regarding Murong Fu's departure, Xiao Feng and Xiao Yuanshan did not stop him.
Murong Fu's martial arts are indeed strong in the eyes of ordinary Jianghu masters, but they still don't take them seriously.
And their big enemy is Murong Bo, not Murong Fu, they don't care whether he leaves or not.
Lin Shuo looked at Murong Fu's back, a coldness flashed in his eyes, and he said, "Sister Qingshuang, please take a walk."
Cheng Qingshuang smiled sweetly, and said: "Don't worry, young master, the subordinates will come as soon as they go."
After finishing speaking, Cheng Qingshuang didn't stop there, she used the mental method of evil-proofing swordsmanship, and disappeared in place like a ghost.
A smile flashed in Lin Shuo's eyes, although Murong Fu was not considered a tiger, letting him go would only count as letting go of a bug, not letting the tiger go home.
But Lin Shuo didn't want a stinky mouse hiding in the dark waiting for an opportunity. He didn't want to guard against thieves for a thousand days, so he asked Cheng Qingshuang to kill Murong Fu.
Since Cheng Qingshuang practiced the evil sword technique, her cultivation base has improved very rapidly, even facing Murong Fu in his heyday, he was able to retreat completely.
Now Murong Fu has been seriously injured by Xiao Feng, and he has no strength to fight back. Cheng Qingshuang's killing him is like crushing an ant.
......
"Old thief Murong, your death is imminent, what else do you have to say?"
Murong Bo laughed loudly, and said: "Xiao Feng, Xiao Yuanshan, what if you killed me today, the old man's goal has been achieved, next year when hundreds of thousands of troops from Daliao will march south, Fu'er will be able to take advantage of the situation. Fu'er will naturally avenge this old man."
Seeing this, Xiao Feng snorted coldly, and said: "Your plot will definitely not succeed, if Daliao's soldiers and horses really go south, then my hundreds of thousands of brothers from the Beggar Clan can also stop the Liao people's army outside the Yanmen Pass, Don't be delusional!"
But Murong Bo chuckled, and said: "Xiao Feng, I admit that your martial arts are strong, but marching and fighting are not based on martial arts, no matter how good your martial arts are, facing hundreds of thousands of troops, you are still overwhelmed.
As for the hundreds of thousands of beggars you mentioned, they are even mobs. How could they resist the army of Daliao? Don't wishful thinking!
457 If you want to kill, kill, this old man will never frown! "
"you......"
"The old man will fulfill you today and avenge my beloved wife!"
Xiao Yuanshan was furious, and the innate zhenqi circulating in his body hit Murong Bo.
"and many more!"
At this moment, a voice came, Xiao Yuanshan stopped, looked at Lin Shuo suspiciously, and said, "Boy Lin, what do you want to do?"
Lin Shuo smiled slightly, and said, "Anyway, he is going to die, why don't you give me his skills first, and after she loses her skills, it won't be too late for uncle to kill him."
"Hmph! You really don't suffer at all!"
"Hurry up!"
Xiao Yuanshan was very upset, but he still agreed.
Lin Shuo didn't care, and with a movement of his body, he came to Murong Bo's side in an instant with lingbo microsteps, grabbed his arm with both hands, and used the power-absorbing method to quickly absorb Murong Bo's power and energy.
After a while, Murong Bo's energy was almost exhausted. Lin Shuo finally stopped and said, "Uncle, you can do whatever you want now, so I won't bother you."
After finishing speaking, Lin Shuo turned around and walked back to the girls, silently running the Dafa of absorbing energy to transform Murong Bo's energy and energy.
Chapter 140 Eight: Murong Bo is dead, the curtain is over! (3/5)
Xiao Feng and Xiao Yuanshan saw that Murong Bo, a master who was not much different from them, turned into a cripple with no martial arts in just less than a cup of tea.
They had a brand-new understanding of Lin Shuo's Beiming Divine Art in their hearts, and even felt a sense of fear towards Lin Shuo. In their opinion, this Beiming Divine Art was too terrifying.
At the beginning, there were rumors in the world how terrible Ding Chunqiu's Huagong Dafa was, but now that they knew about Lin Shuo's Beiming Divine Art, they immediately felt that this so-called Huagong Dafa was nothing more than that.
After a while, the father and son recovered from their horror, and after looking at each other, they agreed not to think about this matter anymore, but ended the life of Murong Bo, who had never spoken, with one move.
"Hahaha......"
Finally killed the big enemy, the father and son couldn't help laughing up to the sky, the laughter was very sad, but there was relief in it.
That's right, now that their hatred has been avenged, father and son recognize each other, so what hatred can't be let go.
Even Xiao Yuanshan, whose heart was filled with hatred, finally let go at this moment.
On the other hand, Lin Shuo finally refined Murong Bo's kung fu, but because of the Dafa's absorption, his kung fu didn't improve much.
But there was a look of surprise in Lin Shuo's eyes.
It is indeed right to choose to use the great power-absorbing method instead of the Beiming Divine Art. Now all the martial arts that Murong Bo has practiced come to his mind.
There are many Shaolin 72 stunts. Of course, Lin Shuo is not interested in these Shaolin stunts. What he really cares about is Star Shift and Joining Fingers.
It's just a pity that because Murong's family-inherited swordsmanship is a move, he didn't get it, otherwise he would have the authentic swordsmanship.
When Lin Shuo is using the Tianwen Sword now, although he uses the sword technique, it is actually based on the change of the Tianshan Zhemei Shou. He has not cultivated the authentic sword technique, but he feels a little ashamed of this ancestor dragon. of the saber.
However, Lin Shuo didn't pay too much attention to it. Although he didn't get Murong's family-inherited sword technique, he has a system in his body, and it's not certain when he will get the sword technique.
Not long after, Cheng Qingshuang returned to the Scripture-Depository Pavilion, walked quickly to Lin Shuo, and whispered, "Young Master, Murong Fu has been beheaded by his subordinates~〃."
Lin Shuo's face remained unchanged, he nodded and said, "I'm sorry, Sister Qingshuang."
The latter smiled sweetly, and was about to say something when he heard footsteps coming from behind.
Lin Shuo and the girls turned their heads and saw Jiumozhi who had already taken the medicine and slowly walked out of the Sutra Pavilion.
Jiumozhi stopped when he came not far from Lin Shuo, reached into his bosom, took out a secret book, and said, "This is the flame saber technique agreed upon by the monk and the young master, and now I give it to the young master. Please take a look."
Lin Shuo looked at the pale-faced Jiumozhi, and his attitude towards him was a bit strange. How could he not hate himself?
"Ming Wang, don't you hate me?"
Jiumozhi smiled bitterly, and said: "I learned the Shaolin 72 unique skills by mistake, and I am not as good as the devil, but I don't know it. Instead, I am complacent and show off everywhere. If Mr. Lin hadn't sucked away my skills, I am afraid that the only thing waiting for me is Go crazy and die.
Although Mr. Lin deliberately took away my skills, he did save my life, so how could I hate you. "
"Although the little monk is a Buddhist disciple, my desire to be strong and competitive is stronger than that of ordinary people. Today's fruit is my own fault. No wonder Mr. Lin."
"I am free from the three poisons of greed, anger, and ignorance, but I still want to boast in front of people that I am the most eminent monk in the world. I think that after I die, I will definitely enter the endless hell, and I will not be able to be reborn for ten thousand kalpas. "
"The Tathagata taught the Buddha to be greedy, to love, to grab, and to be entangled, so that there is hope for liberation, but I can't get rid of any of them, so it is called the bridle and sharp lock, which holds me tightly.
Now that I have lost all my martial arts, I know that it is not the Buddha who is enlightening me, telling me to correct my evil and return to the right, and I will be right when I turn back. "
Lin Shuo looked at Jiumozhi with complicated eyes. He was indeed the one who finally became a generation of eminent monks in the original book. He really is extraordinary!
In the original book, Jiumozhi came to his senses after Duan Yu got used to his skills after he became obsessed.
But now, although his body has hidden dangers, it hasn't exploded yet. He just lost his martial arts, but not only did he not hate himself because of it, but he realized the secret of Zen, and he has a faint chance to become a generation of eminent monks.
It is indeed a person with great fortune.
A moment later, Lin Shuo walked up to Jiumozhi's back, put his hands on his back, and instilled some innate qi to heal him.
After a cup of tea, Jiumozhi's body obviously recovered a lot, and Lin Shuo stopped, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and said, "Master's Zen machine, this product, will definitely do something in the future. The boy is here to predict I wish you master the Buddhist scriptures and become a master of the generation."