Traveling through the heavens begins with shooting the eagle

Chapter 140 Sweeping Monk

After just a brief trial, Jiumozhi quickly calmed down and even his eyes became clear, because he was convinced that he really couldn't withstand the mixed doubles match between Li Chuan and Qiao Feng.

If he must continue to hold on, I am afraid that even he will have to answer here today.

So he decisively abandoned Murong Fu at the next moment, turned around and withdrew from the field.

"Mr. Murong, this young monk is incompetent. He is really no match for Qiao Feng and Li Chuan. They can only live up to the trust entrusted by Mr. Murong."

Murong Bo, who was in the field, heard this and hurriedly turned his head to look this way. He saw Jiumozhi throw Murong Fu towards Qiao Feng with his hand, and used him to harass Qiao Feng for a while while he himself He turned around and withdrew from the field, walking away.

Seeing this, Murong Bo suddenly felt a tightness in his chest and almost couldn't breathe.

But his stunned effort gave Xiao Yuanshan another chance. He spotted the neutral position and slammed his claws into his face!

Although at the last moment, Murong Bo reacted and forcibly took a step back, but he still could not completely avoid it. Xiao Yuanshan clawed his left face with a claw, and half of his face was almost torn to pieces by Xiao Yuanshan!
"Ah!" Murong Bo cried out in pain and immediately took a few steps back. The black scarf covering his face was also torn off. The skin and flesh on the left side of his face were rolled up and dripping with blood, which was extremely terrifying.

"Hmm" Murong Bo raised his hand to cover his left face. The blood on his hand, combined with his ferocious look, really made him look like an evil ghost.

Xiao Yuanshan raised his hand and shook off the blood on his fingers, looked at Murong Bo and said: "Old thief Murong, you are at the end of your rope, you might as well just stand there and accept your death, so that you can die more happily."

Murong Bo still refused to give up. He glanced at Murong Fu who had fallen back into the hands of Li Chuan and the others, and sighed secretly in his heart.

'Fu'er, it seems that my father can't save you today. I hope you don't blame me.'

Murong Bo turned back to look at Xiao Yuanshan, resisting the pain on his face, and said: "Xiao Yuanshan, the hatred you have suffered today will one day be repaid by me, Murong, twice as much!"

After saying that, Murong Bo actually turned around and ran away towards the temple, and he didn't even care about Murong Fu!
It's not that he was so cold-blooded that he didn't have any tenderness for his biological son. It was purely because of the current situation that he could only reluctantly abandon Murong Fu.

For Murong Bo, nothing is more important than reviving his Murong family and rebuilding Dayan, and he will pay any price for this!

If given a choice, he would rather give up his own life in exchange for Murong Fu's life, not only because of the friendship between father and son, but also because Murong Fu is younger than him and has a better chance of continuing the legacy of his Murong family and reviving Dayan.

But the current situation forced him to give up on Murong Fu.

After all, one of his father and son must survive, and the bloodline of the Murong family cannot be cut off. Otherwise, how can he be worthy of the ancestors of the Murong family after his death?
So even if he can only escape now as an old man, he must live!

As long as I can escape with my life today, everything is still possible.

No matter what method he uses, he will add another bloodline to the Murong family as soon as possible. Only in this way will the Murong family have a chance to make a comeback.

"Old thief Murong, don't even think about escaping!" When Xiao Yuanshan saw that Murong Bo was about to run away, he would not let him go, so he jumped after him.

When Qiao Feng saw this, he immediately set off to chase the two of them because he was worried that something might happen to Xiao Yuanshan.

As for Li Chuan, he was not so anxious and just led Murong Fu to follow them in the direction they left.

Although Murong Bo wanted to escape, he had been seriously injured after being hit by Xiao Yuanshan twice before. He could not escape as far as he could, but he was quickly stopped by Xiao Yuanshan.

And this time, not only Xiao Yuanshan, but also Qiao Feng chased after him. With the Xiao family's father and son joining forces, Murong Bo was no match for him.

When Li Chuan and others who were watching the theater arrived, Murong Boren was almost beaten to death by the two father and son.

Seeing that Murong Bo was defeated by Qiao Feng and his son, was beaten until he vomited blood, and was about to die on the spot, Li Chuan subconsciously turned his head to look for something in the field.

'Is it possible that the sweeping monk is not going to take action this time? '

Just as Li Chuan was thinking this, he inadvertently caught a glimpse of a gray figure. An old monk in gray robes appeared at the scene at some point, and then he stepped into the battlefield between Qiao Feng and the others. .

Qiao Feng was about to kill Murong Bo with one palm, but when he heard the sound of wind in his ears, a gray shadow instantly appeared in front of him!
"Huh?!" Qiao Feng was startled, and subconsciously wanted to stop and change his moves to avoid hurting innocent people, but he didn't expect that the man just raised his hand casually and easily grabbed his wrist, making him unable to move!
"Amitabha, the donor, can spare others and forgive them, so why must he put this donor Murong to death?"

The sudden appearance of the old monk in the field shocked everyone present. They had not noticed when this man appeared in the field before. With just a flash of his figure, he had already protected Murong Bo. Behind him, he stopped Qiao Feng.

Qiao Feng couldn't help but change his expression. Who is this old monk? !
He wanted to withdraw his right palm, but found that no matter how hard he exerted, the force he exerted was like a mud cow pouring into the sea, and he could not shake the old monk's arm at all!
The expression on Qiao Feng's face suddenly became solemn, and he said: "This old senior, I don't know who you are, why do you want to prevent Qiao from avenging his mother?"

The old monk looked calm, let go of Qiao Feng, and then said: "The poor monk is just a handyman monk responsible for sweeping the scriptures in the Shaolin Temple's Buddhist scriptures pavilion. He is not worth mentioning."

"The reason why I stopped you is because the poor monk and the old benefactor Murong are acquaintances, and they are destined to be masters and disciples, so I don't want to see him die here."

"Now the time has come. It is also time for old donor Murong and your father, old donor Xiao, to enter Buddhism together."

Hearing this, before Qiao Feng spoke, Xiao Yuanshan couldn't help it anymore: "What a joke! You old monk, what are you talking nonsense about? You want to send me into Buddhism? It's simply fantastic!"

"Today Xiao and his son are going to kill Murong Bo to take revenge. Old monk, you'd better get out of my way, otherwise don't blame Xiao for being rude to you!"

Seeing that he was about to kill Murong Bo to avenge his dead wife, but he was disturbed by this old monk who didn't know where he came from. Xiao Yuanshan was naturally angry in his heart, so he raised his hand and hit the old monk directly, wanting to kill him. Force him away and then kill Murong Bo.

(End of this chapter)