Chapter 37 Arrested
"Bang bang bang!!"

"Boom!!"

The raging golden palm prints shattered the top-floor guest room of the cyclamen on the spot.

Among the continuously fluttering sawdust, Murong Bo, who was fleeing in a panic, appeared in front of Murong Fu's bed, and he used all his strength to defend against the overwhelming golden palm prints.

With the sound of the top-floor house collapsing, the battle between the two was immediately exposed to the public's sight.

"Lord Lin, the traitor Murong Bo has appeared, please protect the ordinary people around you!" As Chang Hao expected, since the Murong family's intention to rebel was exposed, people from the local government office have contacted him Chang Hao.

And Lin Ying, the local chief arrester in Luoyang, had also led people to ambush nearby after secretly contacting Chang Hao. As long as Murong Bo appeared these few days, he would assist Chang Hao in arresting the rebels.

If Murong Bo didn't show up within these few days, then Murong Fu is the leader of the rebels who they took credit for.

Therefore, it wasn't just Murong Bo who kept a hand, Chang Hao also came into contact with the official power of Song Dynasty, and also had helpers waiting for the prey to appear.

"Brother Deng Xian, Fu'er is right behind me, you must keep the last blood of my Dayan!" Murong Bo gritted his teeth and kept defending, he couldn't move at all under the pressure of the endless Tathagata palm.

And the roar just now was just Murong Bo's last struggle.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Yuanshan did not know when he learned such a powerful palm technique, and he was able to beat himself in an instant.

If it weren't for the unfathomable martial art of Dou Zhuan Xing Yi, Murong Bo would have been beaten into blood mist long ago.

But even so, the corners of Murong Bo's mouth were still bleeding, the zhenqi in his body was overloaded, and when he stepped on the solid wood floor with both feet, he forcibly drew a long mark.

"Old thing, it's useless, not only you can't escape, but your useless son is also bound to die!" Chang Hao has already felt the huge consumption of true energy, just in case, Chang Hao plans to suspend such coverage style attack.

It is indeed very comfortable to continuously hit golden palm prints with both palms for saturated attacks, but Naihe consumes a lot of true energy.

In Luoyang City, there is not only the chief rudder of the beggar gang, but also the official six-door arresters. Now Chang Hao still has the identity of a Khitan, so he dare not trust them at all.

Keeping one hand is not enough, at least three hands must be kept!
Even if they join forces to arrest him after he finishes dealing with Murong Bo, he must be absolutely sure of being able to escape.

So after Chang Hao opened his mouth to taunt, the golden Buddha's light suddenly gathered in his palm, and then rushed over with an indomitable momentum.

At this moment, in front of Murong Bo's eyes, a golden palm print is slowly enlarged, the dazzling golden light, masculine aura, and my invincible domineering aura are all contained in this move.

This palm was originally Chang Hao's long-planned full-strength palm, and under the sudden attack at this time, Murong Bo was completely unexpected.

"The battle turns and the stars move!!"

It may be the instinctive resistance of life. Under the threat of his life, Murong Bo once again resorted to the family martial arts that he had practiced all his life, and the legendary Dou Zhuan Xing Yi that repays the other with the way of the other!

Chang Hao only felt a mysterious zhenqi enveloping his palm, and after this zhenqi collided with his palm print, it was constantly distorted, shattered and bounced back!

Different strengths appeared on a gleaming golden palm, and in the end, this unparalleled palm print landed on Murong Bo's chest.

"Bang!!"

"puff!"

Murong Bo, who was already at the end of his strength, was instantly sent flying more than ten meters away by this palm after he was smashed, fell from the air to the street, then slid all the way on the ground, and finally hit a wall. Only then spit out the last mouthful of blood.

"This..., what kind of martial art is this!?" Murong Boqiang asked with his last breath of true energy, with blood dripping from all seven orifices on his face, and leaning his whole body against the wall, he asked as if the light had returned.

"The general outline of martial arts, Tathagata Divine Palm!" Chang Hao floated down from the dilapidated roof of Cyclamen, stood in front of Murong Bo with a steady breath, and then replied lightly.

After finishing speaking, Chang Hao complimented him casually: "Your practice is very good, and you can actually bounce back my three-point strength."

"Hehe, three points! Can only rebound three points of strength!!" After Murong Bo finished speaking, he spit out a mouthful of blood again. At this time, his entire face didn't know whether he was angry or because of other reasons. It became rosy again.

"Why, are you still not satisfied? You must know that my Tathagata palm is the most extreme martial arts of the most yang and vigour. I didn't blow you up just now, so it's because of your family-inherited martial arts—— Blessings that change from time to time?" Chang Hao asked rhetorically.

"Your Tathagata God's Palm is really powerful, but our Murong family's Dou Zhuan Xing Yi is also not bad. It's not that Dou Zhuan Xing Yi lost to Tathagata God's Palm, but I, Murong Bo, lost to you Xiao Yuanshan!!" Then the whole person fell to the ground and completely lost his vitality.

This is Murong Bo's last pride, and also his last obsession.

After being hit by Chang Hao's full-strength palm, Murong Bo's muscles and bones were already broken, and he would definitely not live for a long time. With the last outburst of true energy, he had a conversation with Chang Hao.

In the original book, Murong Bo was extremely proud of his family's martial arts. Although he did have the capital to be proud, compared with the almost high-level Tathagata God's Palm, this martial art is still a bit inferior.

The battle between Chang Hao and Murong Bo came to an end. On the other hand, after Chang Hao jumped off the cyclamen, the last two retainers of the Murong family also risked their lives to carry out rescue activities.

But surrounded by hundreds of policemen, they were already targeted as soon as they were exposed.

It is not even necessary for Chang Hao to make another move, it is impossible for these two retainers to rescue Murong Fu, and even they themselves will be arrested.

The official power of the Song Dynasty is very unexpected.

Just because the head catcher of Luoyang is a first-class master in Jianghu, and with the cooperation of hundreds of catchers under him, the two retainers of Murong's family are just delivering food.

If the two of them wanted to escape alone, there might be a chance without Chang Hao's action, but with Murong Fu who was seriously injured and his skills were crippled, they would have no chance.

This is the fact, the cruel fact for the Murong family.

Chang Hao just watched the destruction of the Xianbei royal family in Yan Kingdom, as if a system notification sound came from his ears: Congratulations to the host for gaining luck value +10086...

 Thanks: Big boss "fuck" rewarded you with one hundred book coins, thank you big boss for your support.

  Finally, Mengxin Xiaopujie weakly asks for a recommendation ticket and investment~
  
 
(End of this chapter)

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