Travel through the heavens

"Murong Bo, I will not stop until I have sentenced you to life or death today. You can't escape. Take this!"

Xiao Yuanshan shouted loudly. He had been filled with resentment and anger towards Murong Bo for a long time. He wished he could eat his flesh and sleep on his skin, pull out his tendons and cook his bones. At this moment, he attacked with all his might. Each move was carried out with all his might, and each move was a deadly killing move that went straight to the vital points.

Xiao Feng also wanted to take Murong Bo's life as soon as possible, so he used all his strength, putting aside the essence of "endless" in "Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Subduing", and slapped out one palm after another.

Murong Bo saw that the palm power of the two men was fierce and unmatched, but he used all his martial arts training, either using the "Fighting Stars Shift" technique to resolve it, or using exquisite body movements to dodge, but he never dared to take the palm power of the two men head-on.

For a moment, in the small world where the three men were fighting, the fists and palm powers collided with each other and rushed out, causing flying sand and rocks and continuous whistling sounds.

Murong Bo was already no match for Xiao Feng, and now he had to face Xiao Yuanshan who was equally matched with him, which made him even more exhausted.

He could still barely cope with the first ten moves, but after more than ten moves, he felt that every punch and palm strike from Xiao Feng and Xiao Yuanshan was like a raging tide, which made him feel very difficult to deal with. The danger was like being on the edge of an abyss or treading on thin ice.

Xiao Yuanshan and Xiao Feng worked together to fight Murong Bo for a while, but seeing that Murong Bo always used the strategy of moving around and attacking and refused to confront head-on, the father and son immediately exchanged glances and switched positions in a flash. Then, Xiao Feng circled his left hand and suddenly swung out with his right hand, while Xiao Yuanshan used both palms to push towards Murong Bo.

The palm power of the two complemented each other, showing even greater force and power. Murong Bo, who was in the middle, suddenly felt as if he was stuck in a quagmire. He knew very well that he had to bear the palm power of one person.

Murong Bo knew that his internal strength could not match Xiao Feng's, but his skills were comparable to Xiao Yuanshan's. He immediately floated away to avoid Xiao Feng's palm power, and at the same time stretched out his hands to fight with Xiao Yuanshan's palm.

The two internal forces collided with a loud bang. Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo both retreated three steps. Murong Bo suddenly felt weak all over and had difficulty breathing.

It turned out that the move Xiao Yuanshan had just used was the "One Clap, Two Scatter Palms", one of the 72 unique skills of Shaolin Temple, which he had mastered with his lifelong skills.

The so-called "two scatters" means that if you hit a stone, the stone chips will "scatter" into the air; if you hit a person, his soul will "scatter" into the air.

This palm technique is based on overwhelming internal force. Because the palm force is too strong, the enemy will be killed without the need for a second move.

Murong Bo was an extremely skilled martial artist, and he fought with Xiao Yuanshan with all his might. Although he did not die on the spot, he was seriously injured, his breathing was blocked, and it was difficult for him to gather his strength.

At this moment, Xiao Feng stepped forward, still circled his left hand, and struck out with his right palm. Along with a loud dragon roar, the incomparable palm power instantly cut through the void and hit Murong Bo's chest with incredible speed.

There was a dull thud. Even though Murong Bo was a top martial arts master, he could not withstand Xiao Feng's powerful and fierce "Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Subduing" with his flesh and blood. He spurted out blood and flew up to the ground several feet away.

Murong Bo wanted to stand up, but he spat out blood again, and then a feeling of weakness surged throughout his body.

He had already suffered a blow from Xiao Feng that broke all his ribs and shattered his internal organs. His life was in critical condition, hanging by a thread.

Murong Fu's acupuncture points were sealed by Xiao Yuanshan, and he lay on the ground, unable to move or speak. Seeing his father seriously injured, he could only open his eyes wide, which were filled with bloodshot, and a "ho ho" sound came from his throat.

Murong Boqiang supported himself on the ground with both hands, and slowly raised his upper body tremblingly. His gaze slowly shifted from the Xiao father and son to Murong Fu lying on the ground, then to Murong's subordinates who were at a disadvantage, and finally to the corpses scattered all over the top of the mountain. His eyes were already extremely gloomy.

In an instant, all the past and future events appeared before my eyes like a kaleidoscope.

He seemed to see his father telling him the teachings of his ancestors in front of the tablets of the Murong family when he was a child. Then he saw himself riding a horse in fine clothes, becoming famous in the martial arts world, and maneuvering in all directions. After that, he saw himself leading his subjects to conquer the beautiful country and restore the Yan Kingdom. Finally, he saw himself wearing a yellow robe, sitting on the dragon throne, and all the officials paying homage to him.

There was a glimmer of light in his eyes again.

Xiao Yuanshan looked down from above, his eyes sharp, and said in a cold voice: "Murong Bo, those who do evil will eventually perish. You deserve what you get today!"

Murong Bo laughed, then used all his strength to cry out in sorrow: "The winner is the king, the loser is the enemy. Unfortunately, I missed a move, one wrong step, and then another, and ended up losing everything. God is dooming my Murong clan, and God is dooming my Great Yan!"

After he finished speaking, his head drooped, and he died with hatred in his heart.

The "ho ho" sound in Murong Fu's throat became heavier and tears kept flowing from his eyes.

"master!"

Suddenly, a woman's cry of grief was heard. It was from Ah Zhu who came running over after hearing the sound. She knelt down in front of Murong Bo's body and couldn't help crying.

The Murong family raised her since she was a child and treated her very well, just like their own daughter. Now that Murong Bo has passed away, she is naturally very sad.

Xiao Feng glanced at Ah Zhu, then turned to Xiao Yuanshan and said, "Dad, we have finally avenged our great hatred!"

Xiao Yuanshan seemed a little absent-minded. He just said "hmm" lightly and didn't say anything else.

Yes, revenge was finally taken.

He was full of vigor and vitality in the first half of his life. He had fame, career, status, wealth, and a beautiful son. He thought he would live a happy and worry-free life, but unexpectedly something unexpected happened. His beloved wife died tragically, and he was separated from his family. The rest of his life was ruined outside Yanmen Pass.

Over the past thirty years, he had been plotting and thinking about it day and night, just to avenge this deep hatred, and he had devoted half of his life to killing his enemy.

Now that the long-standing hatred has finally been resolved, I feel very happy, but the thirty years of resentment have suddenly been resolved. For a moment, I couldn't help but feel confused, as if I was floating in the clouds. I felt indescribably lonely and desolate in my heart, and I felt as if there was nothing else I could do in this world.

Xiao Feng was a bold and honest man, so how could he understand his father's strange emotions? He turned and walked towards Duan Yu to thank him for stopping Murong Bo.

Fang Muye, who had just walked over, saw the sadness in Xiao Yuanshan's heart and said with a smile: "Congratulations, Brother Xiao, on getting your revenge. From now on, you and Feng'er will be together, and you will enjoy the happiness of a loving father and a filial son. In a few years, when Feng'er gets married and has children, you will be able to enjoy your grandchildren."

Listening to what Fang Muye said, Xiao Yuanshan's frustration was gradually wiped away, the light returned to his eyes, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he couldn't help but look towards Xiao Feng with a kind gaze.