The beginning of Tianlong is second to Murong Fu

Chapter 70 The strength of innocence

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"Murong benefactor regards death as home, I shouldn't have said more, but if I can guide you in the maze, so that you can save yourself from the three acupoints of Yangbai, Lianquan, and Fengfu three times a day, would you like it? "

Wuzui turned to look at Murong Bo, and asked slowly.

"The green mountains will not change, and the green waters will flow forever. The two of you want to avenge my father and son. We are waiting for you at Canhe Villa in Yanziwu, Gusu!"

"Father, let's go!"

Murong Fu didn't wait for Murong Bo's answer of innocence, suddenly stared at Qiao Feng and his son and yelled loudly, then looked at Murong Bo, and said urgently, his expression flustered.

He has already seen that the reason why he talked about his innocence for a long time is that his ultimate goal is to subdue Xiao Yuanshan and his father. If he doesn't leave, he probably won't be able to leave.

But Murong Bo hesitated after hearing Murong Fu's words, and stood motionless on the spot.

Murong Fu became anxious all of a sudden, he pulled Murong Bo and prepared to leave.

"Young man, are you so ruthless that you let your father endure this painful torment?"

Shaking his head innocently, looking at Murong Fu who was about to force his father to leave, he said helplessly.

Murong Fu's footsteps paused slightly, but he didn't stop, he still walked out of the courtyard.

"Want to leave!? It's not that easy!"

At this moment, Qiao Feng stood up suddenly, looked coldly at Murong Fu and his son who were about to leave, and said in a deep voice.

Hearing Qiao Feng's words, Murong Fu finally stopped.

"Your father is seriously ill, and a real man doesn't bother to take advantage of others' danger. It doesn't matter if you let him die, but you are not sick!"

Qiao Feng looked coldly at Murong Fu who had stopped and said.

"That's good! Then I'll learn Brother Xiao's brilliant trick!"

As Murong Fu said, he jumped into the air and slashed at Qiao Feng with his palm!

Qiao Feng snorted coldly, and also waved his palm, facing Murong Fu!

The palms of the two didn't touch, but the wind of the palms had already stirred up countless fallen leaves, and they even combined their internal strength!

Although the strength difference between Murong Fu and Qiao Feng was a bit big, they didn't lose much in terms of internal strength, so they could compete with Qiao Feng.

Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo glanced at each other, they couldn't help but frowned, and looked at the two who were competing.

But Wuzui suddenly and slowly walked between the two of them, standing between the vigorous zhenqi of the two of them as if nothing happened.

If it was an ordinary person, he would have been so shocked that his seven orifices would bleed to death, but Wu Zui seemed to be walking in a garden, coming and going freely.

This move is enough to demonstrate the strength of innocence.May I ask who in the world can come and go freely between South Murong and North Qiaofeng?

Suddenly, there was a strong wind at the scene, and the innocent monk's robe bulged again. I saw him clasping his hands, and he didn't know what he was chanting.

Immediately afterwards, Wuzui who was standing in the field suddenly started to spin in place, and the hem of his clothes began to flutter in the wind, and the onlookers were stunned.

Immediately afterwards, Murong Fu finally couldn't resist, and hurriedly retracted his palms to the ground, staggered back a few steps, and looked at Wuzui in disbelief.

Qiao Feng also withdrew his palms, and frowned as he watched Wu Gui who had spun from the spot to a slow stop, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"Buddhism is a good place, the two benefactors should not move rashly."

Wu Gui clasped his hands together, stood in the center of the field, and said slowly.

"Amitabha!"

As the voice of innocence fell, all the Shaolin monks outside the courtyard recited at the same time.

Qiao Feng was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help blaming himself.

"Xiao Feng is really a reckless idiot, I ask the divine monk to forgive me."

Qiao Feng clasped his hands together, and said respectfully to Wugui.

"It's easy to say, the old monk has great admiration for Xiao benefactor, the true qualities of a great hero, only Xiao Feng deserves it."

Wuzui looked at Qiao Feng, nodded and said.

But Qiao Feng looked a little lonely.

"My father committed the crime of murder, all because of my subordinates. I beg the divine monk to heal my father's wounds. All the guilt will be accepted by my subordinates. I will not hesitate to die!"

Qiao Feng looked innocent and said seriously.

"The old man has said that to resolve the internal injury of Donor Xiao, one must seek it from Buddhism. The Buddha is born from the heart, and the Buddha is enlightenment. Others can only give pointers, but they cannot do it for you. I want to ask Donor Xiao a word, if you have cure The ability to be sick, the internal injury of the benefactor Murong, will you heal him?"

Wuzui said, and looked at Xiao Yuanshan seriously.

Before Xiao Yuanshan spoke, Murong Bo on the side first frowned and curled his lips.

"Me? Let me treat old man Murong?!"

Xiao Yuanshan looked blankly at Innocence, and asked strangely, the expression on his face already explained the answer.

"Keep your mouth clean!"

Before Murong Bo could speak, Murong Fu also stared at Xiao Yuanshan and said.

"Old Murong, you killed my beloved wife and ruined my life. I can't wait to chop him into pieces!"

Xiao Yuanshan gritted his teeth and said, his eyes were full of resentment.

"If you don't see Murong benefactor died unexpectedly, it will be hard to get rid of your hatred?"

Wuzu looked at Xiao Yuanshan and asked.

"Exactly!"

Xiao Yuanshan replied without thinking.

"Okay, that's easy too."

Wuzui smiled and said, suddenly swung out a palm, a gust of palm wind brought up several fallen leaves, and hit Murong Bo's chest directly!The people present couldn't help being stunned, they didn't expect Wuzui to make a sudden move.

Immediately afterwards, he saw that Wu Gui had already circled behind Murong Bo in a flash, and swung his palm again, directly hitting Murong Bo's back!
"what!"

There was a shrill scream, and then Murong Bo opened his arms with a painful expression, then there was no movement, he was still standing there, but his head had drooped, lifeless.

Immediately afterwards, with a thud, Murong Bo fell to the ground.

"Father!"

Murong Fu screamed, rushed to Murong Bo's side, checked Murong Bo's breath, his face paled instantly.

"Amitabha."

Accompanied by the low groan of innocence, the surrounding monks of Shaolin Temple once again echoed.

Murong Fu yelled sharply, rushed towards Wuzui, tiptoed to the ground, leaped into the air, and slapped Wuzui's shoulder with his palm.

But innocent as if nothing happened, once again miraculously received Murong Fu's move, stood there without moving a muscle, without even blinking his eyes.

Immediately afterwards, after reciting the phrase 'Amitabha' in a low voice, he walked away slowly.

Then he saw Murong Fu's body fell to the ground involuntarily, extremely embarrassed.

Murong Fu struggled to get up, seeing Murong Bo lying in front of him, he crawled over in panic with a pained expression.

"Father!"

Murong Fu touched Murong Bo's face in pain, and cried out in a crying voice.

But Wu Zui no longer paid attention to Murong Fu and his son, and walked slowly in front of Qiao Feng and Xiao Yuanshan, sizing up the two of them.

Qiao Feng and Xiao Yuanshan looked at Murong Bo who died at the hands of Wuzui in the blink of an eye, with serious expressions and a little dazed.

(End of this chapter)