Chapter 152 Even the Sweeping Monk Can’t Keep Me, I Said

Chapter 152: Even the Sweeping Monk Can't Be Detained, I Said

Murong Bo's words of admitting defeat did make Xiao Feng hesitate. After all, as Murong Bo said, although Xiao Feng's enemy was Murong Fu's father, he had nothing to do with Murong Fu, and he couldn't implicate Murong Fu.

"Brother Xiao, if you don't remove the roots, they will grow again in the spring breeze!" Hao Shuai said when he saw Xiao Feng was a little hesitant.

When Xiao Feng heard Hao Shuai's words, he suddenly felt that it made sense. The Murong family was committed to restoring the country, and there was no guarantee that Murong Fu would be like his father in the future.

"Are you really going to fight to the death?" Murong Bo saw that Xiao Feng and the others were unwilling to compromise, and immediately said fiercely.

"You overestimate yourself. The fish will die, but the net will not break." Hao Shuai retorted.

Then Hao Shuai said to Xiao Feng: "Brother Xiao, send them off as soon as possible! We can find a place to have a good drink."

"Old thief, prepare to die!" Xiao Feng was not a man of hesitation. He shouted and raised his hands with two palms, hitting Murong Bo and his son in mid-air. The power of these two palms was really powerful.

Seeing that there was no way to retreat, Murong Bo and his son knew that they could only survive by fighting desperately. They immediately burst out with all their strength and faced Xiao Feng's palm power.

For a moment, the three of them separated and reunited, and each of them used all the essence of martial arts they had learned in their life to fight in one place.

The martial arts used by Murong Fu were extremely complex, including punching and palm strikes, grabbing and acupuncture, flying kicks and kicks, elbow strikes and knee strikes. The moves were ever-changing and endless, and almost every move came from a different school.

Murong Bo used the 72 unique skills of Shaolin Temple in turn, whether it was Prajna Palm, Maha Finger, or Vajra Fist, each move was exquisite, occasionally mixed with his own family's Sanhe Finger, fighting with great power.

However, Xiao Feng just used the moves of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms over and over again. No matter what moves you use, I will use one palm to crush you, which is really unstoppable.

It can only be said that Xiao Feng is really born to fit the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, and Hao Shuai found that the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms used by Xiao Feng now began to be a little soft in the extreme hardness.

Hao Shuai estimated that when Xiao Feng could achieve the state of being able to send and receive freely and the state of being extremely soft and hard, then Xiao Feng should be able to break through to the Grandmaster level.

As time went by, Murong Fu, the weakest of the three, was the first to give up. Xiao Feng broke Murong Bo with one palm, and took advantage of Murong Fu's old moves to hit Murong Fu's left shoulder with a fierce palm, causing him to fly three or four feet away.

At this time, Murong Fu's shoulder blade was broken and his internal organs were injured. He had lost the ability to fight again. Only Murong Bo was left alone, and it was even more difficult to support him. However, after twenty or thirty moves, he followed in the footsteps of his son and was seriously injured by Xiao Feng's palm and collapsed to the ground.

Looking at Murong Bo and his son who were seriously injured on the ground, Xiao Feng felt a sense of relief that his great revenge was about to be avenged. He stepped forward, raised his hand, and said with great palm power: "Old Murong, do you have any last words to say?"

"The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. I have nothing to say. I just hate that I failed to fulfill the wishes of my ancestors." Murong Bo was also tough. He knew that he was going to die, and he didn't think about begging for mercy.

"Since there is nothing to say, then pay for my parents' lives! Die!" The hatred of killing his mother is irreconcilable. Xiao Feng angrily slapped Murong Bo's forehead with a palm, trying to take his life.

At this time, Murong Bo had no strength to fight back, and could only watch the palm heading straight for his forehead. Unexpectedly, at this moment, he heard a "Amitabha!"

The Buddha's name was distant, like the sound of the Great Dao, resounding in the hearts of everyone present, shocking everyone's heart. Then a skinny monk in a green robe seemed to appear out of thin air between Xiao Feng and Murong Bo and his son.

When Xiao Feng saw the monk who suddenly appeared in front of him, he was kind-hearted and did not want to hurt innocent people, so he quickly withdrew his palm power. Unfortunately, he was not a master after all, and he could not control it freely. The remaining six layers of palm power still slapped the monk.

But when the palm force reached the opponent's body three feet away, it was like hitting an invisible air wall, and it had no effect at all.

"Donor Xiao, when will the revenge end? It is better to turn hostility into friendship and release Donor Murong!" The monk didn't care about Xiao Feng's palm force at all, and smiled at Xiao Feng.

From the appearance of the old monk to his persuasion of Xiao Feng to give up the hatred, it only took a few seconds. Among the few people present, only Hao Shuai and Tong Piaoyun could barely see clearly how the old monk appeared.

Looking at the monk in front of him, who was not young, with a few sparse long beards that were completely white, slow in movement, weak in energy, and did not look like a martial arts monk, plus the iconic broom in his hand and the three-foot air wall just now.

Hao Shuai was sure that this man was the number one master in the Tianlong world - the sweeping monk! He nodded to Tong Piaoyun, and Tong Piaoyun knew that this monk was the master-level expert that Hao Shuai had mentioned.

Tong Piaoyun also put away his previous contempt at this time. From the appearance of the sweeping monk just now, Tong Piaoyun was sure that the monk's realm was above himself and Hao Shuai.

"Master, you are wrong!" Hao Shuai took two steps forward and said.

"I don't know how I am wrong?" The sweeping monk looked at Hao Shuai and said seriously.

"How can we say that revenge will never end? You see, we have killed Murong Bo and his son, and the Murong family will be extinct. Isn't this grievance over?" Hao Shuai explained seriously.

Sweeping monk: "."

The sweeping monk was speechless for Hao Shuai's unconventional play.

"Donor Xiao, put down your butcher knife and become a Buddha right here..." The Sweeping Monk ignored Hao Shuai and began to chant Buddhist scriptures.

As the Sweeping Monk chanted, the sound of Zen in the field was so fascinating that the scene became peaceful for a while.

"Put down your butcher knife? This~~~" After hearing what the Sweeping Monk said, Xiao Feng actually fell into deep thought, as if he was making a decision.

When Hao Shuai saw Xiao Feng's expression and looked at the expressions of Tong Piaoyun and Murong Bo, he immediately realized that something was wrong. They were obviously tricked by the Sweeping Monk.

"Brother Xiao, have you forgotten your blood feud?" Hao Shuai immediately used the 'sound transmission and soul search' and shouted.

As Hao Shuai shouted, everyone in the field woke up and looked at the seemingly harmless Sweeping Monk with fear.

There was no fool among the people present. They all felt that something was wrong with them. Xiao Feng and Tong Piaoyun moved towards Hao Shuai, and even Murong Bo and his son moved away from the Sweeping Monk.

Hao Shuai also looked at him solemnly. Before, Hao Shuai thought that the Sweeping Monk was at most a master in the middle stage of the Grandmaster, but now Hao Shuai can be sure that he is at least a super master in the late stage of the Grandmaster.

Because the late stage of the Grandmaster has begun to practice spiritual cultivation, this Sweeping Monk can actually integrate his spiritual power into the Zen sound, which shows that he has already gone a long way in the practice of spiritual power.

No wonder in the original plot, the Sweeping Monk was able to persuade Xiao Yuanshan to give up his blood feud and Murong Bo to give up the idea of ​​restoring the country that he had been instilled with since childhood. This was obviously brainwashed by the Sweeping Monk.

Not to mention Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo, who were only at the peak of the innate level, even Tong Piaoyun, who was already in the early stage of the Grandmaster, was deceived by the Sweeping Monk.

Fortunately, although Hao Shuai was also in the early stage of Grandmaster, his mental strength was strong, so he was not affected. He just felt a little irritated and uncomfortable, otherwise everyone present would have been converted by the Sweeping Monk.