Honghuang: I, the Emperor Donghua, establish the immortal celestial court

Chapter 247 Broken Arm

"Qiao Feng, I, Xuan Ci, have never let anyone down in my life, but I have let your family down!"

Xuan Ci said, his tone sad.

"What the hell is going on!"

Qiao Feng's expression was anxious, and the mood of reuniting with his family disappeared at this moment.

He just wants to know the truth now.

“This is what happened decades ago.”

Xuan Ci sighed and began to slowly recount what had happened before.

"So, I misunderstood Murong Bo's words and thought that your biological parents came to Central Plains to seize the martial arts secrets."

"Then, I led a group of martial artists to ambush your parents and killed your mother..."

As Xuan Ci spoke, his expression became more and more regretful.

He is now the abbot of Shaolin Temple. Whenever he thinks of this matter, he cannot sleep all night and feels that he has let Qiao Feng down.

"What about my father?!"

Qiao Feng's expression was excited. He took a step forward and instantly came in front of Xuan Ci and grabbed him!
"Your father, Xiao Yuanshan, found a little opportunity in a desperate situation and finally escaped..."

Xuan Ci's face turned red and he spoke while gasping for breath.

At this time, a figure wearing a bamboo hat suddenly walked out.

After he took off his hat, the face of a middle-aged man with knife scars appeared in front of everyone.

If the knife marks were removed, his appearance would be very similar to Qiao Feng's!
"I am here."

The middle-aged man came in front of Xuan Ci and Qiao Feng with an expressionless face.

He generously admitted his identity.

He is Qiao Feng's biological father, Xiao Yuanshan, who has been hiding in the Central Plains for many years!
"Feng'er."

After Xiao Yuanshan glanced coldly at Xuan Ci, he turned to look at Qiao Feng and stretched out his weathered and trembling hands.

Although he is not young anymore, Xiao Yuanshan is now almost fifty years old.

But his face was still firm and spirited, and his whole body exuded a scare-inducing hostility.

“Father…Father…”

Qiao Feng's eyes were already somewhat dazed. He had never expected that after his sacrifice, so many things that were completely beyond his imagination would happen.

"I gave birth to a good son!"

Xiao Yuanshan sighed and patted Qiao Feng's shoulder heavily.

Then he looked at Xuan Ci with cold eyes.

"Do you still remember me, Master Xuanci?"

Xiao Yuanshan said in that cold voice, all the hostility in his body was released at this moment, even if he was several meters away, he could still feel the subtle aura.

This aura not only made the onlookers feel a chill in their spines, but also made Qiao Sankui and his wife beside Qiao Feng open their eyes wide.

They suddenly remembered that on the day they were brutally murdered, although the murderer did not show his face, his aura was exactly the same. Just feeling it made them feel deep despair!
"Xiao Yuanshan..."

"You are not dead yet. That's good..."

Xuan Ci was grabbed by the throat by Qiao Feng and was gasping for breath, but when he saw Xiao Yuanshan's face, he still smiled.

"You deserve to die, you deserve to die long ago!"

Xiao Yuanshan's eyes were bloodshot, and he drew his sword from his waist, ready to kill Xuan Ci on the spot!
The latter closed his eyes, smiled and faced it happily.

"and many more!"

At this moment, Qiao Feng, who should have been confused, suddenly raised his hand and stopped Xiao Yuanshan.

"Feng'er, you?!"

Xiao Yuanshan was stunned and looked at Qiao Feng in confusion.

"Dad, wait a minute, things are really too chaotic, let me slow down for a while..."

Qiao Feng said while panting, with mixed feelings in his heart.

He had been to Shaolin and knew what kind of person Xuanci was. From his personal point of view, Xuanci should not have ended up like this.

But Xuanci did kill his own mother, leading to the destruction of his entire family.

"Feng'er, you decide."

Looking at Qiao Feng's conflicted expression, Xiao Yuanshan, who had been in a frenzy, now calmed down. He loosened his grip on Xuan Ci's hand and threw him in front of Qiao Feng.

"Kill me." Xuan Ci's face was calm and he wanted to die.

"I"

Qiao Feng looked at Xuan Ci, then looked at his own hands, and couldn't stop shaking.

He can't do it.

"Kill me!"

Seeing this, Xuan Ci suddenly roared and rushed towards Qiao Feng, his face fierce, and he directly used the Vajra Palm!
"and many more!"

Qiao Feng's expression suddenly changed and he pushed his hands out reflexively.

In an instant, the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms reappeared in the arena, and the golden dragon was proud of the sky!
"Ha ha."

Xuan Ci grinned and closed his eyes.

The next second, the golden dragon slammed heavily into Xuan Ci.

However, what Xuan Ci did not expect was that even after Qiao Feng had used his palm, he was still able to control it.

Soon, Qiao Feng gritted his teeth, and the position of the golden dragon deviated, and finally landed dangerously on Xuan Ci's shoulder.

Xuan Ci's entire arm, including his shoulder, exploded on the spot, and blood flowed everywhere.

Fortunately, Xuanci still managed to save his life.

"forget it"

Qiao Feng glanced at Xuan Ci, then looked at Xiao Yuanshan, sighed, and said.

"Master Xuanci was deceived by a villain. Although he is guilty, I don't think he deserves the death penalty."

"Letting him lose an arm can be considered as atonement."

Hearing this, Xiao Yuanshan pursed his lips and wanted to say something, but when he saw Qiao Feng's expression, he inexplicably couldn't say anything.

Over the years, he had shouldered so much burden in pursuit of revenge.

But now it seems that after what happened recently, Qiao Feng may have a heavier burden on him than he does.

In addition, Qiao Feng's character is loyal and has a sense of family and country.

These things made Qiao Feng's life even more difficult.

For no reason, Xiao Yuanshan felt a little sad for his own son.

In the end, Xiao Yuanshan said nothing, which was considered as his acceptance of the result.

Even Mrs. Xiao, who had been killed by Master Xuan Ci, reached a tacit consensus with her husband and stood silently by without saying a word.

"Master Xuanci, please go back to Shaolin."

There was silence for a long time, and finally Qiao Feng looked at Xuan Ci and said something lightly.

The latter did not reply, but slumped to the ground, staring at the ground with lifeless eyes.

Suddenly, he raised his head and looked at Qiao Feng.

"Qiao Feng, you don't kill me, do you think this is good for me?"

Xuan Ci said this out of the blue.

"I"

Qiao Feng was suddenly choked and didn't know how to respond.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"I, Xuanci, have lived my life with a clear conscience. I have always done my best to fulfill my duties in Shaolin and in the Central Plains."

"Even if there are a few false compliments about me in the history books hundreds or thousands of years from now, I, Xuanci, will accept them!"

"But the only thing I, Xuan Ci, feel sorry for is your Xiao family."

"You let me go today and spare my life. Maybe it seems like it's a good thing for me."

"But! This matter is now known to everyone in the martial arts world! If I leave now, what kind of reputation will I have?"

"After decades of hard work, do you want me to just throw it all away and end up dragging my broken body around and spending the rest of my life being laughed at and scolded by everyone?!"

Xuan Ci stood up, his expression excited, righteous and awe-inspiring, but also a little crazy!
Then, he raised his last remaining hand, and all his true energy condensed in it.

The next second, with a loud roar, Xuan Ci's last Vajra Palm landed on his chest.

Large amounts of blood gushed out of Xuan Ci's mouth like a bloody rain.

He just fell straight down like that, with no expression on his face when he died, only relief.

(End of this chapter)