The myth of crossing the heavens

Chapter 149 Disposal
Xue Muhua greeted him with a smile, and answered yes repeatedly.

Yi Qingchen watched Qiao Feng fight Murong Bo leisurely, the fight was inextricable.

Not long after, Xiao Yuanshan jumped out to grab the head, but was stopped by Jiumozhi.

The Tianlong Sijue had a chaotic fight in Yanziwu, the sky was dark and the earth was dark, which made everyone in the Central Plains rivers and lakes look pale.

No one expected Murong Bo's martial arts to be so high before.

Xuan Ji lowered his brows, and said to Quan Guanqing: "Amitabha, the only plan for now is to have many enemies and few. In any case, we cannot let these foreigners retreat after wreaking havoc in the Central Plains."

Quan Guanqing nodded repeatedly, but couldn't help feeling regretful in his heart.

If he had known this before, he wouldn't come back to meddle in this mess, and let Shaolin Temple take care of it.

It can weaken the strength of Shaolin Temple without damaging the prestige of the Beggar Gang.

He looked around and saw that there were no less than a thousand heroes from the Central Plains, and he couldn't help but feel happy.

Quan Guanqing's lower limit was much lower than Xuan Ji's, and he had already begun to think about how to let these thousands of people die and leave Qiao Feng and others behind.

Qiao Feng only used Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms, with both palms wide open and closed, attacking fiercely.

Even though Murong Bo had thousands of tricks, he had no time to use them in this situation, so he could only fight with Qiao Feng.

He was older, his energy and blood were far less abundant than Qiao Feng's, and he was gradually showing signs of decline.

Yi Qingchen could see it clearly, as long as there are hundreds of tricks, Murong Bo will definitely lose.

On the other side, the competition between Xiao Yuanshan and Jiumozhi was in full swing, the two had no life-or-death enmity, the fight was relatively restrained, it was impossible to tell the winner.

"Fourth Brother Feng is here!"

A figure leaped from the wall and broke into the battle between Qiao Feng and Murong Bo.

The person who came was Feng Bo Evil, and attacked Qiao Feng violently.

It's a pity that what comes is fierce, and what goes is also fierce.

In just a split second, Feng Bo'e was swept away by the palm strength of the two, vomiting blood and splashing on the street.

Seeing this, the other three retainers couldn't help but stop, looked at each other and attacked Qiao Feng from behind.

With the addition of three people, the pressure on Qiao Feng increased sharply, and the two sides drew again.

The onlookers watched anxiously, and really didn't know which side to expect to win.

If the truth is true, it is to expect both parties to perish together.

"The four of you came to fight in the hinterland of my Central Plains, but you don't pay attention to my master."

Yi Qingchen looked bored, and thought that if he waited for both sides to be hurt before making a move, he would not be convincing, so he appeared and walked into the battlefield, and said leisurely: "Master Jiumozhi, you are not practicing in Dalun Temple, you came to my Central Plains to make trouble, Really ask for a fight."

While resisting Xiao Yuanshan's attack, Jiumozhi sneered and said, "I have seen a lot of big talkers, but it's rare to see someone as arrogant as Your Excellency."

"Good guy, you can talk a lot!"

Yi Qingchen raised his palm and pushed forward, the force of his palm went straight to Jiumozhi who was five feet away.

"Do you know martial arts?"

Jiumozhi showed disdain, and thought that if you want to scare people, you can walk within three zhang, and you can't hit anyone at a distance of five zhang.

But in the next moment, his face changed suddenly, and he hurriedly backed away.

The turbulent and surging palm force rushed towards him like a vast ocean, and the slightest touch would turn the world upside down.

Jiumozhi changed his posture one after another, using the 'flame knife' with both hands, the more he tried to let go of his palm strength.

boom!
Jiumozhi was knocked to the ground.

Yi Qingchen forced Xiao Yuanshan back casually, and said with a smile: "Does the national teacher think that what I said is still a lie?"

After losing one move, Jiumozhi's face turned pale.

He thought and thought, but he really didn't know how to break the opponent's offensive.

If it's just a tyrannical move, he can still break it with his moves, but the difference in skill cannot be made up by moves at all.

"I would like to gamble and admit defeat, the little monk is convinced!"

Jiumozhi's complexion changed, and he saluted Yi Qingchen respectfully.

Just when everyone thought he was willing to gamble and lose, he suddenly rose from the ground, like an eagle darting towards the wall on one side.

"This monk wants to escape!"

Yi Qingchen's expression remained unchanged, he easily passed Jiumozhi with a wrong footstep, and turned to the front of Jiumozhi.

"I haven't finished talking yet, why did the national teacher escape?"

Jiumozhi was terrified, he quickly raised his breath and turned around.

But Yi Qingchen stretched out his hand and grabbed his wrist extremely swiftly.

Yi Qingchen said: "As soon as I saw the national teacher, I knew that you are indomitable, if you don't teach me a lesson, you will inevitably have ghost thoughts again."

When Jiumozhi yelled that it was not good, he felt that Yi Qingchen's temperament changed, from misty to a bottomless abyss in an instant.

The zhenqi around him was like an out-of-control river, pouring out from the wrist that was being held.

"Hua Gong Dafa?"

Jiumozhi was furious: "Are you Ding Chunqiu's disciple?"

He mobilized his true energy again and again, the more he wanted to escape from Yi Qingchen's grasp.

Yi Qingchen immediately sent out a burst of zhenqi to disrupt Jiumozhi's meridians, making him unable to control the zhenqi.

"What kind of person is Ding Chunqiu, dare to be my master?"

Jiumozhi let out a muffled snort, becoming a little confused.

His extraordinary and refined martial arts has always been his biggest reliance to run rampant in the world, but now he suddenly lost his reliance, and all his cunning schemes disappeared without a trace.

"I am Tubo national teacher. If you harm me, it will definitely cause a war between Tubo and Song. Please think twice!"

Jiumozhi thought repeatedly, finally returned to normal, and used words as weapons to attack.

"It's just Tubo, what's there to be afraid of!"

Yi Qingchen laughed: "I'm not that trash of the Zhao family. If Tubo dares to send troops to invade the Central Plains, I will go to Tibet and kill your king, and you will be torn apart again."

Jiumozhi's face turned pale, and he hurriedly said: "Don't worry, sir, the monk will definitely advise my king to live in peace with Song and not to invade each other."

Tubo is no longer the Tubo of Tang Dynasty.

Today's Tubo is nothing but a loose alliance that is barely integrated, and it is in danger of collapsing at any time.

As the national teacher, Jiumozhi knew the Tubo disciples very clearly.

"That's good!"

Yi Qingchen threw away Jiumozhi's wrist, and the latter hurriedly sat down cross-legged to practice his kung fu, trying to recover his kung fu as much as possible.

But this is bound to be futile.

In order to frighten him, Yi Qingchen absorbed [-]% of his true energy, and he would not be able to recover after a few years of hard work.

The heroes looked at each other and asked about Yi Qingchen's identity.

Xue Muhua came to the crowd, stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Everyone, don't panic, this is my grand uncle, the head of Xiaoyao Sect, Yi Gong Qingchen, with him upholding justice, the Central Plains Wulin will definitely not be bullied."

"The Happy Faction?"

Xuan Ji exchanged glances with all the juniors, and then with everyone from the Beggar Clan, and then shook their heads.

I haven't heard of any peripatetic pie.

Quan Guanqing said: "Master Xue, you are also a member of the Xiaoyao Sect? Please forgive Quan for being ignorant, the martial arts of your Sect should have been famous in the world long ago, why have you never heard of it?"

"Hey, I'm ashamed to say it, but because of the traitor Ding Chunqiu from our sect, the disciples of this sect hide their identities and dare not publicize the name of the sect."

Xue Muhua sighed, then cheered up and said: "Fortunately, God has eyes, Master Uncle was born in the sky, captured the dog thief Ding Chunqiu who betrayed the master, and practiced the supreme magic skills of my sect, my Xiaoyao sect can finally Already alive."

His voice is so loud that it attracts countless people's attention.

Xue Muhua's reputation as a genius doctor spread throughout the Jianghu, and his reputation in the Jianghu was no lower than that of Bei Qiaofeng.

At this time, he intends to publicize the reputation of the Xiaoyao Sect, in order to recruit more disciples in the future and to prosper the Xiaoyao Sect.

In the battlefield, Xiao Yuanshan took over the three great generals of the Murong family, beat them until they vomited blood, and they were defeated in just a moment.

Qiao Feng's momentum was like a rainbow, forcing Murong Bo to retreat again and again, beads of sweat appeared on his temples.

Yang Song Tianjun.

Yi Qingchen stretched out his hand to make a palm facing Qiao Feng, borrowed his strength and floated to Murong Bo's side, the 'Tianshan Zhemei Hand' flicked towards Murong Bo's wrist.

"Bastard!"

Murong Bo was shocked, he hastily used the method of 'Dou Zhuan Xing Shi Yi' to get rid of Yi Qingchen's attack.

He had long noticed Yi Qingchen's method of dealing with Jiumozhi, so he dared not be caught by the wrist.

Snapped!
When the two hands intersect, Murong Bo only feels that Yi Qingchen has no strength in his hands, there is nothing to borrow.

After Yi Qingchen practiced the 'Great Teleportation of the Universe', she was able to control all her strength, so she could not lend it to Murong Bo.

The moment after Murong Bo borrowed his strength, Yi Qingchen spit out force from his hand and clasped his wrist.

Then Murong Bo's true energy poured out.

"who are you?"

Murong Bo was terrified and furious: "Why do you have to make trouble with my Murong family?"

"A man of martial arts in the Central Plains."

Yi Qingchen counterattacked with his left hand, layer upon layer of palm force flew up, and it was printed together with Qiao Feng's attacking palm force again.

boom.

The intersecting strength of the two palms is like exploding a grenade on the ground.

The invisible energy rapidly spread out from the intersection point, smashing the surrounding things into pieces.

Qiao Feng took three steps back, with an expression of astonishment on his face, he said in a deep voice, "Why did your lord stop me from taking revenge?"

"Murong Bo is the remnant of the Murong Clan of Yan State, he deserved to die a long time ago, how could I stop you from killing him?"

Yi Qingchen said indifferently: "It's just that he still has some value, and I will hand it over to you after I finish dealing with it. You might as well catch up with this old gentleman first, and talk about how you were framed."

Qiao Feng was stunned, and turned to look at Xiao Yuanshan.

Xiao Yuanshan laughed out loud, and took off his hood to reveal a face similar to Qiao Feng's.

The drama of father and son's recognition is similar to that in the book, so I won't repeat it here.

By the time Yi Qingchen exhausted Murong Bo's internal energy, the two had finished discussing the details of the Yanmen Pass battle.

Many people from the rivers and lakes were full of thoughts when they heard it, they not only felt pity for what happened to the Xiao family father and son, but also admired everyone who made the move at that time.

At that time, although they used the power of bullying the few to win, they all went to serve the country with the determination to die.

Isn't it disrespectful to act like this?
I can only hate that old thief Murong spread false news, which not only harmed Xiao's father and son, but also killed many heroes in our Central Plains.

Now that the big mistake has been made, the martial arts of the father and son of the Xiao family are world-class, they must not be released back to Daliao!
Xuan Ji and all the juniors exchanged a glance, and they all proclaimed the Buddha's name.

Shaolin Temple Xuan Ku died in the hands of Xiao Yuanshan, and Xuan Nan died in the battle with Qiao Feng. How can the bloody hatred not be avenged.

As for the relatives and friends who were killed by Qiao Feng in the previous action of chasing and killing Qiao Feng among the heroes, there are even more relatives and friends.

"The recognition of the two can be regarded as the completion of merit and virtue."

Yi Qingchen threw Murong Bo to Qiao Feng: "However, Mr. Xiao, you have a lot of blood debts in your hands. It is unnecessary to say that others have enmity with you, but Qiao Sanhuai and his wife raised their son for you for 20 years, but you will They killed, how will this matter be settled?"

Qiao Feng's expression changed, and he lost his voice: "Father..."

boom!
Xiao Yuanshan shattered Murong Bo's Tianling Gai with one palm, looked up to the sky and shouted loudly: "Xiao's great revenge has been avenged, what else can I say, I will pay them with my life."

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