I, Qiao Feng, start by killing all the Beggars' Sect

"Impossible. I have been lurking in the Central Plains martial arts world for many years, and I have only been trying to find out who my enemies were. I have not made any friends, let alone a good relationship with them."

Xiao Yuanshan denied it immediately.

Qiao Feng chuckled and said, "Really? Think about it carefully. Maybe you have taught him martial arts."

Xiao Yuanshan murmured, "I taught him martial arts? We have a good relationship?"

Then his face suddenly changed color, veins popped out on his arms, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Are you talking about him? He turned out to be Murong Bo."

Qiao Feng nodded.

Xiao Yuanshan slammed his palm on the table, "How dare you deceive me for so long."

After saying this, he suddenly stood up and left, even using light Kung Fu steps, transforming into a series of phantoms and rushing towards Shaolin.

Qiao Feng frowned, threw down a piece of silver and chased after him.

It is not easy for Xiao Yuanshan to kill Murong Bo with his current strength, especially in Shaolin Temple.

If it were in the past, with Qiao Feng's lightness skills, it would be difficult for him to catch up with Xiao Yuanshan who was using his full strength.

But now Qiao Feng’s martial arts skills are better than Xiao Yuanshan’s, and he caught up with Xiao Yuanshan in less than a mile.

"Stop, you are not allowed to fight in Shaolin Temple, otherwise neither of you will be able to come out intact."

Qiao Feng shouted.

Xiao Yuanshan didn't listen. His eyes were red and he used his lightness skills to the extreme, almost walking on the grass the whole time.

Qiao Feng was helpless, and then he suddenly stepped on the ground, the soil flew up, and he flew past Xiao Yuanshan like an arrow.

hold head high--

When Qiao Feng made his move, dragon-shaped energy suddenly burst out, forcing Xiao Yuanshan to stop.

Xiao Yuanshan glared, raised his hand and struck back, but he took a few steps back before he could get rid of this extremely powerful force.

He was forced to stop moving forward and glared at Qiao Feng.

"You have really been assimilated by the Han people, lost your blood and forgot the revenge for your mother's murder."

Qiao Feng ignored his words and continued, "You were once the best fighter in Liao. Thirty years ago, you defeated all the fighters in the Central Plains by yourself. Now you can't even beat me. How dare you enter Shaolin to seek revenge?"

Xiao Yuanshan said: "Xuan Ci is the only one in Shaolin who has some strength. My father can come and go freely, and he can't stop me."

Qiao Feng said, "There is a monk who sweeps the floor in the Shaolin Temple's Sutra Library. He is now at least at the peak of the Grandmaster realm, or even beyond the Grandmaster realm. You and Murong Bo are just two possessed martial artists who stole the book in his eyes."

"This..." Xiao Yuanshan was dumbfounded.

Qiao Feng continued, "Besides the Sweeping Monk, there are three monks who are practicing meditation deep in the Shaolin Temple. The formation they practiced, the Vajra Subduing Demon Circle, is enough to rival a great master. What do you think of it?

"Except for them, do you know how many hidden masters there are in Shaolin?"

Xiao Yuanshan stopped talking.

After being stunned for dozens of breaths, he said, "I have been hiding in Shaolin for a long time, why don't I know these powerful people you mentioned?"

Qiao Feng said, "I don't know why the other masters did this, but you and Murong Bo secretly learned Shaolin's unique skills right under the Sweeping Monk's nose, but he didn't stop you. Why do you think that is?"

"This……"

Xiao Yuanshan was more shocked at this moment than he had been in the entire first half of his life.

He was being spied on by an extremely powerful person every day. No, it should be said that he was being watched openly by someone, but he himself was completely unaware.

Thinking of this, Xiao Yuanshan suddenly felt his hair stand on end, and there was a hint of fear in his eyes when he looked towards Shaolin.

Seeing his expression, Qiao Feng made a rough guess.

"If we want to kill Murong Bo, we need the combined efforts of the two of us, and we can't do it in the Sutra Library. Otherwise, even if we join forces, we may not succeed."

Xiao Yuanshan's eyes rolled, and he seemed to understand what Qiao Feng meant.

"Okay, come with me. To the left of the Shaolin Discipline Court is a bamboo forest. This area is open and there are no buildings nearby. There shouldn't be the Shaolin hidden master you mentioned."

Qiao Feng nodded slowly.

Xiao Yuanshan's own martial arts began to have problems after he entered Shaolin, but this was not urgent. The most important thing was to kill Murong Bo first.

Firstly, Murong Bo is a cruel and ruthless person, even more vicious than Xiao Yuanshan who is completely immersed in hatred. This guy really doesn't even recognize his own son.

Secondly, the Murong family's Dou Zhuan Xing Yi is one of the top martial arts skills, but the descendants of the Murong family seem to have been kicked in the brain by a donkey, and they don't realize that they have a treasure mountain in their hands.

Qiao Feng immediately followed Xiao Yuanshan and quietly entered Shaolin.

Xiao Yuanshan was indeed very familiar with Shaolin. He arranged for Qiao Feng to wait in the dark beside the bamboo forest, while he quietly entered the Sutra Library.

Qiao Feng was not in a hurry. Knowing that Murong Bo was his biggest enemy was enough to make Xiao Yuanshan change his target.

An hour passed and the sky gradually darkened.

At this moment, Qiao Feng's heart trembled, and his eyes were fixed on two black shadows in the distance.

Both of them were wearing veils and black clothes. Their figures were vague and they entered the bamboo forest like ghosts.

"Why is the Yi Jin Jing hidden here?"

One of the men in black asked quietly.

When Qiao Feng listened carefully, he realized that this was Murong Bo. No wonder he was tricked into coming here. It turned out that Xiao Yuanshan used the Shaolin Yi Jin Jing as an introduction.

Xiao Yuanshan whispered, "I learned about this when I overheard Xuan Ci and Xuan Nan talking late at night the day before yesterday. However, I cannot open the secret room here with my own strength. Only you and I can break in as quickly as possible with our combined strength. By the time the Shaolin masters reacted, we had already left."

Although Murong Bo was doubtful, he thought that they both came to Shaolin to learn from each other, so there was no need for him to deceive himself.

What's more, this person had taught him martial arts before, which helped him improve his strength rapidly, so he doesn't seem like a treacherous person.

When the two were less than twenty meters away from where Qiao Feng was hiding, Murong Bo suddenly felt a chill and instantly realized that someone was attacking him.

But before he could react, a powerful palm force had already landed on his vest, causing him to rush out with blood spurting out of his body.

"you……"

Murong Bo shouted angrily with his eyes bloodshot, and at this moment he could not care about the fact that he was still in Shaolin.

"Murong Bo, return my beloved wife's life to me."

Xiao Yuanshan shouted loudly, and the internal strength in his arms burst out completely. His body moved like a shadow, and he wanted to kill Murong Bo completely.

Murong Bo had no choice but to quickly suppress the surging blood and internal energy in his body and barely resist.

He circulated the internal force in his hands, turned around and deflected Xiao Yuanshan's palm force back. Xiao Yuanshan immediately dodged sideways and slapped Murong Bo in the air with his left hand, forcing him to retreat several steps in embarrassment.

"Who are you?"

Murong Bo asked angrily.

"The bloody battle at Yanmen Pass thirty years ago was caused by you alone, which led to the tragic death of my beloved wife and the fact that my father and son have not been able to recognize each other for thirty years. Who do you think I am?"

Xiao Yuanshan was even angrier than Murong Bo. He shouted loudly and rushed forward, even gathering all his internal strength, as if he was ready to fight to the death.

Murong Bo asked in astonishment, "Are you Xiao Yuanshan?"

He had been injured before, and seeing this situation he had already decided to retreat.

Then he used his superb moves to neutralize Xiao Yuanshan's angry attacks one by one and took the opportunity to escape.

But unexpectedly, as soon as he turned around, he saw a big man suddenly appear in front of him.

"Step aside."

Murong Bo raised his hand and slapped the man, trying to force him back.

However, the opponent was well-rested and took advantage of the situation. He gathered strength in both palms and suddenly blasted out. Accompanied by the roar of a dragon, the majestic dragon-shaped energy instantly dispersed Murong Bo's palm power and swept towards his face.

"My life is over--" Murong Bo sighed in fear and closed his eyes waiting to die.

But he was just seriously injured and fell to the ground. His internal energy was in chaos and he had no fighting power, but he did not die on the spot.

Murong Bo opened his eyes and looked at the big man, shocked and said: "Qiao Feng, you are Qiao Feng, how dare you kill me? No, when did you break through to the Grandmaster level? You attacked but held back, you are the leader of the Beggars' Sect, you can't kill me, you..."

Seeing that he was talking incoherently, Qiao Feng just glanced at him coldly and looked at Xiao Yuanshan.

Xiao Yuanshan jumped in front of Murong Bo.

"I, Xiao Yuanshan, will avenge my great vengeance today, hahahaha..."

After laughing wildly for a few times, Xiao Yuanshan suddenly raised his hand and slapped it down, intending to imprint it on Murong Bo's forehead.

At this moment, Qiao Feng's eyebrows twitched suddenly. He turned his head subconsciously and saw a gray shadow flying towards him out of thin air.

Oh no, it’s the sweeping monk…

Is he going to save Murong Bo?

Qiao Feng's eyes opened wide and without hesitation, he mobilized all his internal strength and used his full strength to perform the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms to fight against the Sweeping Monk.

The old monk in gray lowered his eyebrows and waved his sleeves to attack Qiao Feng.

The terrifying energy and the power of the Dragon Subduing Palm suddenly collided and exploded in all directions, instantly destroying most of the bamboo forest.

The entire Shaolin Temple was also completely alarmed.