Wang Dong has three purposes for dressing up as a sweeping monk:

First, the sweeping monk left the broom to him, which was equivalent to turning the cause and effect on him. Wang Dong did not dare to neglect the arrangements of such a big boss, of course he would restore as much as he could;

Secondly, Wang Dong and Qiao Feng have been praying for each other, and the grudge between Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo will inevitably be resolved. If we meet each other with our original face, we will have to hinder Qiao Feng's face and be inconvenient to take action;

Third, I don’t want to repeat the embarrassing experience of the Deaf and Dumb Valley anymore. Just imagine that the atmosphere was created well, with the fallen leaves at dusk and everyone was watching. His dragon appeared calmly when he saw his head but his tail was not seen. Then, at this moment, he was suddenly called out, which really damaged the image of a master.

From a certain perspective, the reason why the sweeping monk can enter people's lives and become a special noun is precisely because he is nameless, and nameless is more unique.

"Who are you? How long have you been eavesdropping outside?" Murong Fu saw that he was weak when walking, and openly praised Qiao Feng. He was unhappy and asked loudly.

Wang Dong said: "I should ask you this, who are you? Why did you break into my Shaolin Sutra Pavilion? Why are you discussing how to annihilate the Song Dynasty?"

Murong Fu couldn't answer for a moment.

But Murong Bo's face was slightly dark. His plan just now was of great importance and was really a rebellious person. If it was leaked, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Thinking of this, he smiled slightly and said, "We will enter this place, please don't blame me." While speaking, he took a step towards the sweeping monk, preparing to kill someone to silence him.

Seeing this, Qiao Feng also took a step back. Once Murong Bo attacked the sweeping monk, he could save people at any time.

The sweeping monk seemed not aware of the danger, so he walked over to Murong Bo and asked, "This layman just said that he would raise an army to rebel, and he would also echo the Liao Dynasty and divide the Song Dynasty. I don't know..."

Before he finished asking, Murong Bo turned his hand slightly, suddenly made a move, and smashed his right fist at the sweeping monk, using the Great Wei Tuo Pestle, one of the 72 unique skills of Shaolin.

Murong Bo and Qiao Feng had the same martial arts skills, and the intentional or unintentional cooperation of the sweeping monk, so Murong Bo had a grasp of the timing and direction of the move, and he could barely avoid Qiao Feng.

The sweeping monk seemed to really know how to do martial arts. When he saw a killer move coming, he would not hide or avoid, and he would actually take this punch.

Qiao Feng couldn't take action and couldn't bear to see the old monk die tragically, so he turned his head.

But what happened next was beyond everyone's expectations.

The monk sweeping the floor was not killed by Murong Bo with one punch, and was not even injured. After taking Murong Bo's punch, he seemed to be unaffected and said, "Mr. Murong, you have practiced the 72 unique skills of Shaolin and cannot understand the method, resulting in internal injuries. Now, the pain of stimulating the three acupoints in Yangbai, Lianquan and Fengfu three times a day can you bear it?"

When Murong Bo heard this, he felt like he was struck by lightning and his mind was trembling. He was already shocked and more panic in his heart.

Originally, his punch used eight success powers. Not to mention that the other party was just an old monk who swept the floor, even a master of martial arts who had been famous for many years could not withstand it. However, when his punch was released, it seemed that he had hit the deep water, and it was not bottomed out.

What puzzled him even more was that his punch hit the old monk and could not withdraw it for a moment. He increased his strength to 100%, and felt his internal force rushing out wildly, rushing into the unfathomable sea.

Just as I was surprised that I had been treated with evil skills such as the Great Dharma of the Cultivation and the Great Dharma, I suddenly heard the old monk mention his internal injuries, which was even worse.

As the old monk said, the three acupoints of Yangbai, Lianquan and Fengfu were all the time, every morning, noon, and midnight, like ten thousand needles, and the pain was unstoppable. No matter what kind of magic medicine you took, it would be useless. If you want to use internal energy to resolve it, the pain of acupuncture would penetrate deep into the bone marrow.

I endured this kind of pain three times a day, and it was worse than death. I even felt that life was uninteresting. The reason why he wanted to exchange death for cooperation with Xiao Feng was that he had the intention to completely get rid of this internal injury.

In fact, if it weren't for the great cause of reviving Yan State, he would have dispersed all his skills long ago and eliminated this stubborn disease.

At this time, while his internal strength was leaking, he was shocked while listening to the old monk's words, as if the three acupoints were hurting again. However, as his internal strength passed, the pain seemed to be gradually alleviating. So he forgot to resist and could not resist, so he let his internal strength flow into the abyss.

Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Fu could not see that something was wrong. They thought they were competing for internal strength, so they were inconvenient to help, so they stood by and watched quietly.

Murong Fu saw his father's expression gradually soothing and was very relieved, and he was happy in his heart, saying that his father had the upper hand and would soon win.

After a meal, Murong Bo finally stopped his fist, and his internal strength disappeared by eight or nine out of ten, but the pain in the three acupoints was also reduced by eight or nine out of ten, which was not a matter of joy or sorrow.

The old monk ignored him for the time being, turned around and looked at Xiao Yuanshan, and asked, "Mr. Xiao, have you felt a vague pain in your lower abdomen and the 'Liangmen' and 'Taiyi' acupoints recently?"

Xiao Yuanshan was shocked and clasped his fists and said, "The monk clearly sees that this is exactly the case."

Xiao Feng, who was standing beside him, had already seen the clues, and hurriedly fell to the ground, saying, "The monk knows the crux of his father's internal injuries, so please help me."

The old monk whipped his sleeves, and a soft force dragged Xiao Feng.

He had just sucked Murong Bo's internal strength and was secretly accepting the merger, and his internal strength had been greatly improved compared to before.

Xiao Feng is a martial arts genius who has never been born in the world. He has already felt the depth of the opponent's internal strength from this casual brush.

"Master Xiao is kind-hearted and compassionate, but he has his own will, so I will naturally obey." As he said that, he walked towards Xiao Yuanshan and suddenly blocked several acupoints of Xiao Yuanshan.

Xiao Yuanshan had already answered the first-class martial arts thirty years ago. After years of hard practice and hard work, he went further. It is said that no one in this world could enter his acupoints in front of his own face.

But the old monk used some evil method, but he quickly sealed his acupoints, including the mute acupoints, the moment before he reacted?

What exactly is he going to do?

The next moment, Xiao Yuanshan found out.

The old monk reached out and pressed the Baihui acupoint on his head, and then he felt his internal force begin to gather towards the top of his head and then gush out.

He wants to absorb his internal strength!

Xiao Yuanshan felt vaguely trapped, but his acupoints were all sealed, and his internal force was poured to the top of his head. He had no way to break open the acupoint to remind his son, so he could only watch the evil monk sucking his internal force away.

It's also a meal...

The sweeping monk took back his palm and untied Xiao Yuanshan's acupoints. Before Xiao Yuanshan got angry, he asked, "Are you going to kill Murong Bo to avenge your wife?"

Xiao Yuanshan said: "This hatred is irreconcilable, but..."

"It's easy." Before he could finish his words, the monk swept his body swayed, as if he flashed, and appeared in front of Murong Bo, and reached out to slapped his head.

Murong Bo died immediately.

Murong Fu was shocked when he saw this. He first rushed towards his father's body, cried for a while, and then attacked the sweeping monk desperately.

However, in addition to his own internal strength, the sweeping monk also has the internal strength of Xiaoyao Three Old Masters Ding Chunqiu Jiumo Zhi Xiao Yuanshan Murong Bo and others. He has more than 360 years of internal strength, which can be said to be a shocking moment.

Murong Fu's attack was like a feather to him.

The sweeping monk waved his hand and Murong Fu flew backwards and hit a bookshelf, but he did not hit the bookshelf. It was obvious that his subordinates showed mercy.

The sweeping monk walked to Xiao Yuanshan and asked, "Murong Bo has been beaten to death by me now. You have to take revenge. What are your wishes now?"

Xiao Yuanshan was first sucked away from his internal strength, and now he saw Murong Bo being beaten to death with his own eyes. His body and mind were both empty. Not only did he not have the pleasure of revenge, but he felt lonely and desolate, as if he had suddenly lost all the goals of life. He didn't know where to go in the future, and murmured: "Do I have any wishes? It's gone, nothing..."

The sweeping monk asked: "Do you still want to kill the son of your enemy with your own hands and leave no regrets?"

When Murong Fu heard this, his eyelids couldn't help but jump.

Xiao Yuanshan shook his head and said, "Revenge, no, no, what's the point? Even if Murong Bo is still alive, I don't want to take revenge anymore. What's the point?"

The sweeping monk smiled and said, "But I killed Murong Bo because of you, and donor Murong wants to seek revenge on you, so what?"

Xiao Yuanshan was completely lost for a moment, and felt that everything in his life was empty, and said, "He wants to take revenge, just kill me, Mr. Murong, if you want to avenge your father, kill me, I will never fight back!"

Murong Fu looked at him, then lowered his head, and his expression seemed to say, "I can't beat you or your son, I'll take revenge!"

The sweeping monk said what he said in his heart, "If he kills you, the son will kill him to take revenge. When will the end of killing like this?"

Xiao Yuanshan was stunned.

The monk sweeping the floor said: "I think this is the case. I will bear all the sins in this world alone."

When the words fall, the palm falls.

Xiao Yuanshan died on the spot with his palm on his head.

This is the plan of the Sweeping Monk Wang Dong.

He was not sure that Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo would be killed in one palm, so he sucked their internal strength first and then slapped him to death with one palm, which was so happy.

Xiao Feng never expected the old monk to take action and waited until he realized that his father had already lie down.

In desperation, he thought of the old monk with a move, but the old monk did not take the lead, and avoided it. He took Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan and jumped into the window.

Xiao Feng and Murong Fu hurriedly chased after him.

The king moved his body like flying, moving in the wind, as if he was in front of him, and suddenly disappeared, just like a ghost or a charm.

Xiao Feng and Murong Fu occasionally attacked behind, but they couldn't even hit a corner of their clothes.

After chasing this for half a day, the corpse of the old monk and his two fathers was finally found under a big tree.

I saw their father sitting opposite each other, with four palms facing each other, and the old monk was slapping the key acupoints on their bodies.

Murong Fu was furious and was about to step forward to grab the corpse, but Xiao Feng reached out to stop him.

"Let's wait, let's see what he's doing first."

After a while, they found that their father had opened his eyes one after another and turned around.

Xiao Feng said: "So that's it."

Wang Dong said: "I used the turtle breathing technique to beat you to a state of false death to treat internal injuries in your body. Now you only need to hold each other with four hands, and the internal breathing corresponds to it, and use yin to help Yang and use yang to transform Yin. If you persist in this way, you can get rid of all the internal injuries in your body."

The two looked at each other and were quite hesitant.

"Du! Wang Baxiong's map, deep hatred in the sea of ​​blood, it will be gone to the dust, disappear invisible, turn back to the shore, don't hesitate!"

The king's voice was like a bell, shocking his mind.

Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo were shocked, and then suddenly realized, looked at each other and smiled, and faced each other with four palms, and used their skills according to their words.

Xiao Feng and Murong Fu secretly breathed a sigh of relief over there.
Chapter completed!