Wuxia: Opening Reward Fengyun World

He stared at Murong Bo stubbornly, his body was full of evil spirits, and he looked like he was about to kill.

"what on earth do you want"

Murong Bo glared at Chu Jiangnan, gritted his teeth and said, "Where did my Murong Clan offend you?"

Compared to the father and son of the Xiao family, the only person he really fears is Chu Jiangnan.

"Mr. Murong didn't offend me."

Chu Jiangnan chuckled lightly and changed his words, "I just don't like Murong Fu."

"you"

Hearing Chu Jiangnan's words, Murong Fu almost vomited blood.

It was not pleasing to the eyes of him, "Murong Fu, when I saw Yuyan and Azhu Abi, I let you go, but you dared to plot Mantuo Villa behind your back, you are courting death yourself, no one can blame others."

Chu Jiangnan said, "My son will kill you right now!"

Saying that, he shot a split palm.

White Rainbow Palm! Murong Fu was completely powerless to resist, and had no time to dodge.

"Fuer!"

Murong Bo's face changed greatly, he wanted to help him, but Xiao Yuanshan stopped in front of him, and Murong Bo couldn't help him.

"no, do not want!"

Murong Fu didn't want to die, but the shadow of death had already enveloped him and was about to come.

"Amitabha!"

At this moment, a clear sound of Buddha's trumpet came.

Then, a skinny monk in a green robe came over.

He was quite old, his long, sparse beards were all white, and he held a broom in his hand.

"Finally

Out."

Chu Jiangnan's eyes fell on the old monk, and he said with a look of alert: "Sweeping monk!"

At the same time, he also had some doubts in his heart.

Why didn't the sweeper come out early or late, but when he wanted to kill Murong Fu, was there any connection between him when he came out, "Why don't you hide?"

Chu Jiangnan said coldly.

Although I don't know what his identity is, Chu Jiangnan can be [-]% sure.

The motives of the sweeping monk were impure, he must be plotting something, and the plot had something to do with the Murong Clan.

"This benefactor, why did you say this?"

The sweeping monk looked at Chu Jiangnan, his eyes were calm, but whether his heart was calm, no one knew.

"Murong Bo and Murong Fu are the masterminds who provoked the bloody turmoil in the Central Plains martial arts, and they even want to provoke the war between the Great Song Dynasty and the Khitan. My son wants to kill them, but he is doing the right thing for heaven.

But you want to stop me from killing the evil in the martial arts, is it because of compassion or ulterior motives, is a Murong Fu more important than the Shaolin abbot just now, when Xuanci led the torture, I didn’t see you taking action!”

The corners of Chu Jiangnan's mouth twitched slightly, evoking a cold arc.

He deduced that this sweeping monk and the Murong Clan should have something to do with it.

"Wow"

Hearing Chu Jiangnan's words, the heroes were in an uproar and there were many discussions.

Even the monks of the Shaolin Temple couldn't help but change their faces.

What people say is right! Xuanci was the abbot of Shaolin, even if he was not beaten to death by sticking, but he was punished in front of the heroes of the world, and the face of Shaolin Temple was also disgraced.

You didn't come out to help at that time, when Chu Jiangnan wanted to kill Murong Fu, but you stopped him, it doesn't make sense!

He glanced at the monk sweeping the floor for a while, with a look of doubt and disbelief in his eyes.

No one present was an idiot, um, except for the third son of Yue, after Chu Jiangnan mentioned something like this, he immediately noticed the difference.

"Amitabha! This benefactor, you are young, but your heart is so vicious"

The floor-sweeping monk's expression did not change, his pupils contracted slightly, and he said in a gloomy voice: "The old monk advises you to put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha on the ground."

"Hehe, Xuan Kong can't save me, and neither can you."

A look of pride appeared on Chu Jiangnan's face, if the Buddha wanted to save me, I would slaughter the Buddha, "But you are stronger than him, although Xuankong has hidden martial arts, the identity of the abbot is there, and no one dares to investigate.

You are a sweeping monk, you can hide in Shaolin for forty years, this ability is really not small."

"Who the hell are you"

Hearing Chu Jiangnan's words, the sweeping monk's eyes burst into two bright lights, his hand holding the broom tightened suddenly, and the aura emanating from his body forced all the heroes to take a step back.

"Should you state your own name before asking someone else's name?"

Chu Jiangnan flicked his fingers and said in a leisurely manner.