Start: Summon a Daji

"Father!" Murong Fu hugged Murong Bo's corpse, almost collapsing several times.

Xiao Yuanshan scolded: "Stupid! Your father's wish is to revive Dayan. It is not a pity for him to die, as long as you can fulfill his last wish. Have you forgotten what the double word in your name means?"

Speaking of this, he couldn't help but think of that useless son who escaped on the way back to Liao Kingdom.

"Restore the country, I want to restore the country!" Murong Fu murmured to himself like a demon, then left Murong Bo's body behind, and crazily attacked other Central Plains warriors, he knew he was no match for the dragon.

Murong Fu is worthy of the title of North Qiaofeng and South Murong in the martial arts, he killed several eminent monks of Shaolin Temple within a few moves!

With his unique secret skills, Qin Hong successfully eliminated several masters of the Western Xia Yipin Hall, and quickly asked: "Old Tu, are you alright?"

"It's just an arm, it doesn't matter." Qinlong's expression was light and calm, and there was no trace of pain on his face.

The battle is still going on, Senior Brother Qinlong, who lost an arm, can fight evenly with Xiao Yuanshan, without losing the wind!

On the battlefield, blood was everywhere, limbs and arms were broken, and it seemed that even the sky was dyed red.

"Haha, Old Tu, I killed another one!"

Qin Hong laughed wildly, he just dealt with Ye Erniang among the four villains.

call out! !

An arrow shot, Qin Hong's smile stopped abruptly, and he fell heavily to the ground.

Not far away, General Yeluman held a bow and said with a sneer, "The courage of a man!"

"Junior brother!" Qinlong opened his angry eyes and called out to Qinhong, but the sword hit the back of the head, and the gods could not save him!

Duan Yanqing, the leader of the four villains, took the opportunity to launch a surprise attack, and went straight to Qinlong's back with the iron crutch in his hand.

Qin Long didn't turn his head back, he swung his arms to grab the iron crutch that was attacking behind him, and roared angrily, throwing the crutch and Duan Yanqing in front of him.

Duan Yanqing abandoned his abduct in mid-air and wanted to escape, but was absorbed by Qinlong's internal force, sucking him in front of him forcefully.

"what!!"

With a roar, Qinlong directly tore Duan Yanqingsheng in half, shocking everyone present!

Even Xiao Yuanshan took a few steps back, and said in horror: "Could this guy be the reincarnation of Shura?"

Stimulated by the death of his junior brother, Qinlong became even more frantic, no longer had any defense, and rampantly plundered and killed the enemy.

Such a crazy style of play caused many wounds on his body, new wounds added to old wounds, and his physical strength soon became exhausted.

Taking aim at the opportunity, Xiao Yuanshan stabbed out with a sword, piercing through Qinlong's chest.

Qinlong grinned at him, Xiao Yuanshan felt pain in his left arm, which was cut off by the opponent at some point.

Xiao Yuanshan stirred it with his sword, Qinlong's internal organs were smashed to pieces, completely dead still.

"Hiss..." Xiao Yuanshan gasped, such a seriously injured Qinlong even lost one of his arms, this person really deserves the title of butcher!

Qin Feng, who came belatedly, happened to witness the scene where Senior Brother Qinlong was killed.

The abbot beside him froze his eyes, murmured "Amitabha" and rushed into the battlefield, swung out a stick, and dozens of people died under the stick, including the third son of the Nanhai Crocodile God Yue who was left among the four villains. And some Jianghu forces cultivated by Murong Bo.

Xiao Yuanshan avoided the sharp edge for a while, and escaped a catastrophe, but he still had lingering fears in his heart, the strength contained in that stick was really terrifying!

Among the corpses all over the ground, the presiding old monk saw countless familiar people, besides Qinlong, there was also Qinhong, and many monks of the younger generation, all fell in a pool of blood.

The blood in the old monk's heart surged, and his aura instantly soared. The monk's robe he was wearing was windless and automatic, and the Buddha's light shone behind him!

A phantom image of a Buddha statue several feet high appeared above the head, as if a living Buddha had come to the world!

"The Ten Thousand Buddhas!"

The old monk in a rage swung a palm with all his strength, the power of the palm was even higher than the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.

The melodious Buddha's voice sounded on the battlefield, and with a single palm, it bombarded the Liao army like overwhelming mountains and seas.

Thousands of people died under the power of this palm, and the Liao army who bore the brunt was even torn apart before this palm, turning into mud and falling in all directions.

Qin Feng looked at the familiar faces. They all belonged to the memory of Fanhua Temple. Apart from the two senior brothers Qin Long and Qin Hong, there were also many young novice monks who were not even adults yet.

Qin Feng was also completely enraged, brandishing the long knife in his hand, reaping the lives of dozens of Liao soldiers in the blink of an eye.

Murong Fu's pupils contracted, and after seeing Qin Feng, he also entered a more insane state.

"Qin Feng, take your life!"

Murong Fu roared and attacked Qin Feng, Wang Yuyan stood in front of Qin Feng, opened his arms and said, "Cousin, don't make the same mistake again!"

"Cousin, do you still want to protect him now?"

Murong Fu was in heart-piercing pain, as if he had been abandoned by the whole world. His father Murong Bo died, and his cousin Wang Yuyan, who adored him since childhood, spared her life to protect Qin Feng.

Wang Yuyan took a deep breath, nodded, and tears rolled down the corners of her eyes.

This irritated Murong Fu even more, Murong Fu went completely crazy, swung his sword recklessly, even if he stabbed Wang Yuyan to death, he would not hesitate at all.

Qin Feng pushed Wang Yuyan away, slammed Murong Fu's sword away, and said with a sneer, "Murong Fu, let's settle the grievances and grievances between us today!"

Murong Fu couldn't believe it, that little monk whom he could crush to death like an ant in the past, actually blocked his sword strike!

Qin Feng, at this moment, his realm is still at the peak of Houtian, but he can beat Murong Fu of Xiantian realm!

The real king is not judged by the state, but can defeat the strong with the weak!

Qin Feng clenched the sword in his hand, and said coldly: "Murong Fu, do you dare to fight me? Block the last dignity of the Murong family!"

"You deserve it too?" Murong Fu became furious and swung his sword again and again, but Qin Feng blocked them all.

When the two collided, swords, lights and swords danced together. No one would treat Qin Feng as an acquired martial artist.

Xiao Yuanshan aimed at the right time, and attacked Qin Feng with a palm attack from the side. Before the palm wind arrived, it was counteracted by another sharp palm force, raising dust all over the sky.

Qiao Feng stood beside Qin Feng, facing his biological father Xiao Yuanshan, and said coldly: "Your opponent is me!"

Xiao Yuanshan was shocked, Qiao Feng actually stood on the opposite side of him!

Chapter 750 Murong Goes Crazy

Xiao Yuanshan said in a deep voice: "Nizi! Do you know what you are talking about?"

"Even though I have Khitan blood, I can't do it if you want me to invade Song Dynasty with you!" Qiao Feng yelled at Xiao Yuanshan with all his might, "My name is Qiao Feng, not Xiao Feng!"

Xiao Yuanshan was shocked, and the rest of the martial arts people were also shocked, all of them showed feelings of guilt.

They once thought that Qiao Feng was a spy placed by Khitan in COSCO, but unexpectedly, Qiao Feng was even willing to fight with his biological father in order to protect Song!

"Good! Good! Good!"

Xiao Yuanshan was furious, his face turned red and he said: "Let Weifu come and learn today, how is your martial arts practice?"

"Let's make a move." Qiao Feng's expression was indifferent, giving up the mobile phone to Xiao Yuanshan was the last respect he could give.

On the other side, Qin Feng and Murong Fu were fighting fiercely, and their every move was aimed at killing people.

Qin Feng naturally suffered a lot when he confronted Murong Fu, who had been in the Xiantian realm for a long time, when he fought against Murong Fu who had been in the Xiantian realm for a long time. However, with his rich combat experience, and several peerless magical arts such as the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Subduing and the Nine Suns Divine Art, he fought against him. have equal shares.

Murong Fu's forehead was dripping with cold sweat. He had fought countless opponents in his life, but almost no one could put him under such great pressure!

"Murong Fu, what's the matter with you? I'm only in the Houtian realm, so I'm not weaker than you. When I reach the Xiantian realm, what are you?" Qin Feng taunted, and exerted pressure again from the spiritual level.

"Shut up! You lowly monk!"

Veins popped up on Murong's face, wishing he could tear Qin Feng to pieces, he leaked his flaws under his impatience.

Qin Feng's eyes lit up, and he stabbed Murong Fu's left rib with a knife, piercing deeply.

Murong Fu woke up and wanted to resist, but Qin Feng's left eye shone with a coquettish light.

Shattered magic pupil, open!

Murong Fu's eyes froze, and he saw countless scenes of the most terrifying in his heart, which were also his inner demons.

Among masters, a single distraction often determines the outcome. This is also the reason why Qin Feng used the magic pupil of destruction. The moment Murong Fu was distracted, he had already drawn his knife and aimed at Murong Fu's heart.

"do not want!"

Wang Yuyan knelt in front of Qin Feng, sobbing: "Little monk, please don't kill him, just treat it for me..."

Qin Feng frowned, watching Wang Yuyan pleading for Murong Fu, he felt a little apprehensive in his heart.

But after thinking about it, I was relieved. After all, Wang Yuyan and Murong Fu grew up, and the relationship was not deep.

In the original book, Murong went crazy after his dream of returning to the country was shattered, but Wang Yuyan was still taking care of him by his side, which shows the depth of Wang Yuyan's affection.

"Qin Feng, as long as you don't kill him, I'm willing to do anything for you, anything!

Please, don't! "

Wang Yuyan burst into tears and kept knocking her head on the ground. Seeing her daughter like this, Li Qingluo couldn't help sighing, "Yuyan, why bother!"

Qin Feng took a deep breath, nodded and said: "I promise you!" Then he pulled her up and said to Li Qingluo: "Take care of her."

"Understood." Li Qingluo took her daughter's hand and stopped letting her do stupid things. Wang Yuyan choked up and said, "Thank you, thank you..."

When Qin Feng answered Wang Yuyan, he didn't take his attention away from Murong Fu. It stands to reason that the magic pupil of Destruction only shined for a few seconds, and Murong Fu should have woken up.

However, Murong Fu still seems to be immersed in a nightmare!

Murong Fu's eyes were dull, his face showed a frightened look, he saw it, the fear in his heart!

Dayan's dream of restoring the country was shattered, and everyone around him left him. His martial arts and meridians were also abolished, and he became a veritable useless person!

"Fu'er, Fu'er, I'll give you a single character on the list, so that you will never forget Fuxing Dayan!

I had high hopes for you, but you failed me! "A ghost with disheveled hair crawled out of the ground and appeared in front of Murong Fu, it was the dead Murong Bo.

"Father..." Murong Fu's heart was cut like a knife. He had been placed with high hopes since he was a child. He is the proud son of heaven. He is the Murong Fu of North Qiaofeng South Murong, which is widely rumored in the martial arts, but now he is not even as good as an ordinary person.

This feeling is more uncomfortable than killing him!

"Shut up!" Murong Bo wailed sadly: "You are not my son, I have no face to face my dead ancestor!"

"what!!!"

Murong Fu howled up to the sky, his eyes were red, the pain in his heart no one could tell.

At this time, the screen turned and it was a room with the word "Happy" on it.

The door opened automatically, and there was a newly married man and woman on the bed. The man was his most hated enemy, Qin Feng, and the woman was his favorite cousin, Wang Yuyan.