Zongwu: I am Ouyang Ke

Chapter 101 How can revenge not be repaid happily?

PS: This is chapter 100, I feel like there should be applause here, thank you!

How can the revenge of killing his wife be settled with three palms?Xiao Yuanshan fell from the sky, and with him came Murong Bo, who had died many years ago. However, when the two of them looked at Ouyang Ke, their eyes... were not very kind...

Ouyang Ke didn't even look at them. If he dared to beep, he would take action directly.

After the two old men revealed their identities, they fought again... These days, they can be said to be indifferent to the outcome, but now, everything is basically clear. Even if Murong Bo wants to leave, he has to kill him first. Xiao Yuanshan.

And his appearance made Murong Fu unable to hide anymore, and jumped out directly, wanting to share the same hatred with his father.

Xiao Feng naturally did not show any weakness and stopped Mu Rongfu halfway. There was a father-to-father and son-to-son confrontation.

North Qiaofeng, South Murong.

This is what people in the world used to call two outstanding figures in the Northern Song Dynasty out of boredom, but the fact is... Bei Qiao Feng deserves the name, but Nan Murong does not live up to the name, even if his fortune can be redeemed. Dragon Subduing Palm, but he couldn't return Xiao Feng's Taizu Long Fist...

This decades-long grievance has actually been unclear for a long time. Ouyang Ke was sitting on the top of the carriage. His eyes did not focus on the battle, but kept scanning back and forth among the crowd.

When he stood next to Xiao Feng, he felt a lot of malice, all aimed at Xiao Feng. He had to be on guard to avoid sneak attacks by villains!
I don’t know if his gaze was too aggressive, so no one dared to look at him, and no one dared to make any small moves. One of them, just because he stretched out his hand to scratch his butt, was hit by a sword. It was between his eyebrows... He was so frightened that he put his hands on his buttocks and didn't dare to move...

There are many people in the same situation as him...so...

In the place of fighting, it was the roar of fists, wind and palms, while in the place of watching the fight, there was a strong sense of sword... It made those watching the fight even more nervous than those who were playing in person.

The place where Ouyang Ke's sword intent is most concentrated is in the Beggar Clan. Every one of them, whether they move or not, is locked by the sword intent. Whoever dares to move will die!
At this time, some elders in the Beggar Clan felt extremely complicated.

Xiao Feng... can be said to be one of the best gang leaders. Under his leadership, the Beggar Gang slowly gathered strong strength from a pile of scattered sand and became the largest gang worthy of the name.

Moreover, Xiao Feng's martial arts are top-notch in the world, that is, the strength of the pinnacle of grand masters, and... no one doubts that he will become a grand master...

But for such a gang leader who was hard to come out in a hundred years, they had to drive him out with their own hands. If he never saw him again, although he would feel uncomfortable, he would not be so awkward. But now... looking at him overwhelming Murong Fu, he is full of majesty. Not to mention, there is also an unfathomable friend...

If he were still the leader of the Beggar Clan, if nothing else, with Ouyang Ke's strength, could the Beggar Clan go further?
It's better now. Without Xiao Feng, a master, the Beggar Gang fell from a first-rate force to a second-rate force in an instant... Now it is suppressed by one person, and it doesn't even dare to fart...

Just as the fight between the two pairs of father and son became more and more lively, Ouyang Ke suddenly raised his eyebrows and disappeared on top of the carriage. When he reappeared, he was at the gate of Shaolin, and next to him, there was another man in gray. Old monk in monk's robes.

No one saw clearly how he came here, and no one saw clearly how the old monk came out, but everyone saw that the old monk's hand was pressed on Ouyang Ke's shoulder...

"Jiang is old and hot. It's okay to admit it. But master, you don't think I'm not prepared at all, do you?"

At that moment, the two exchanged ten moves, and Ouyang Ke was defeated by the ninth move. At the tenth move, his shoulders were held down by the old monk, but he wanted to control him just like that. Still too naive...

Did he really think that the beatings he received every day when he was at home were in vain?
Using the principles of the Beiming Divine Art, I used the acupuncture points on the shoulders to absorb the old monk's hand, and then used the principles of the Life and Death Talisman to freeze his hands and half of my shoulder!Of course, doing this would not be without consequences. At least he would not be able to lift this arm for three days.

"Amitabha……"

The old monk's voice was not loud, so he could sing the Buddha's name with the power of a Buddhist lion's roar, but it also had the effect of quieting the scene. The sweeping monk looked at Ouyang Ke and said, "Donor, why do you need to do this?"

Ouyang Ke laughed and laughed: "Master, you are a monk and have compassion, but I am not. I am just an ordinary person. I have love and hate. I have said that I don't have many friends. Brother Xiao is one. He is today. If you want to take revenge, you must take revenge!"

Having said this, he looked at Xiao Feng with bright eyes and said: "Brother Xiao, work harder, the Murong family is finished..." His eyes fell directly on Xuan Ci: "There is another one here!"

Xiao Yuanshan laughed loudly: "Okay! Okay! Feng'er, you have made a good friend! But boy, why did you stop me a few days ago?"

Ouyang Ke rolled his eyes: "If you weren't Brother Xiao's biological father, I would have blocked the door until you starved to death. I admire Brother Xiao, but I'm not an old man like you!"

Murong Bole was already unwilling to die, but when he was halfway laughing, Ouyang Ke said again: "You're laughing! If I couldn't tell who you are, I would kill you first!"

In just two words, the two old men who were provoked decided to give up killing each other and join forces to kill him first...

Ouyang Ke was not afraid at all, and even waved his hands towards the two of them: "Come on, come on, hit me!"

The Great Shift of Heaven and Earth is not for nothing. If these two old men dare to come, Ouyang Ke will let them know what it means to use strength to fight!

Seeing how much he owed, the old monk became uneasy: "Donor, it's not necessary..."

"Master, you haven't taken care of us for so many years. Junior brother has gone. Now, please don't take care of us anymore, okay?"

Wu Xingyun also fell from the sky and landed in the middle. She looked at the sweeping monk and said, "Master, this is my disciple begging you, is that okay?"

The sweeping monk is Xiaoyaozi... (Note 1)

Looking at Wu Xingyun, the sweeping monk shut his mouth. With a twist of his wrist, he and Ouyang Ke separated, and the ice shattered all over the floor...

No matter it was the Beiming Magic Technique or the Talisman of Life and Death, they could not stop this old man.

But when he looked at the smiling Ouyang Ke, his expression was a little strange: "How...how did you know?"

"You guessed it, if there are dates or not, let's hit it!" After saying that, he waved to Wang Yuyan, called her to his side, put his hand around her waist, and said proudly to the sweeping monk: "Then , this is the contemporary head of Xiaoyao Sect, my wife, hehe!"

(Note 1: There are many conjectures about the identity of the sweeping monk, but this is a book written by me, so he is Xiaoyaozi. As for who he is in other people's books... that is someone else's business...)
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