And at this moment, in addition to Murong Bo, there is another person on the field who coincides with his thoughts.

This person is his sworn enemy, Xiao Yuanshan.

I think that Xiao Yuanshan was also a young and promising young man, who knew that when people sat at home, disaster would come from heaven.

It's just that he brought his wife to the Central Plains Province, but he didn't want to be ambushed and besieged by a group of Central Plains martial arts masters for no reason.

So that a good happy family was shattered in an instant, and the family was ruined.

And all this is just because of an unfounded rumor from Murong Bo.

I think he was originally a member of the Khitan family, and the head of the pro-army of the Liao State Empress Xiao belonged to the Shanda Tent, and was very appreciated by the Empress Dowager Xiao, because she had practiced martial arts with the Han Shaolin master since she was a child, so she also had a feeling for the Great Song Dynasty, so she was committed to the Song and Liao good-neighborliness and repair, and always discouraged the Liao Daozong from using military force, and won the love of the people of the Song and Liao countries.

However, what did he get in exchange for his painstaking solitude? A mere rumor ruined his family.

I would have turned my heart to the bright moon, but the bright moon shone on the ditch.

Xiao Yuanshan, who jumped off the cliff and did not die, decided to take revenge.

So he coincided with Murong Bo, who faked his death and got out, and hid in the Shaolin Temple, found out the situation of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion in the temple, and often sneaked into the Pavilion to copy the secrets of martial arts.

and secretly track down the old things.

Some time ago, Qiao Feng became a street rat overnight from the leader of the beggar gang, and everyone shouted and beat him, but he was not wronged, because the father and son repaid the debt, all of which were indispensable to Xiao Yuanshan's plan in it.

It's just that it can be traced back to the old events of Yanmen Pass back then, who is right and who is wrong, but it is not clear who is wrong, but it can only be borrowed from Buddhism when the grievances are retribution, and when is the butcher knife thrown in the heart.

And at this moment, he, like Murong Bo, saw a glimmer of hope.

Of course, Murong Bo wanted to blow up a pool of spring water, fish in troubled waters, and contribute to his plan to revive Dayan.

But Xiao Yuanshan's goal is very simple, that is, as long as the world is in chaos, he will be happy, if he can easily get rid of those enemies one by one, and even let them be ruined, it would be better.

Therefore, the two are really heroes.

However, like Murong Bo, Xiao Yuanshan did not dare to act rashly.

When Yanmen Pass was in place, he was a rare master in the world, Shaolin Xuanci led a group of brothers to ambush and besiege him, but Xiao Yuanshan defeated Xuanci with his own strength, and the beggar gang leader Jiantong Wang Jiantong, and killed Wansheng Sword Wang Weiyi, the earth sword Huangshan Heyun Daochang, Shanxi Datong Mansion Iron Tower Fang Daxiong and Jiangxi Dushi Sanxiong and other seventeen martial arts masters.

If it weren't for the fact that Xuan Ci and the others saw that the chances of victory were really slim, they had to make a trick to kill his wife, breaking Xiao Yuanshan's mental defense, so that he committed suicide by falling off a cliff in martyrdom, otherwise, the final outcome may be very different.

Thinking that Xiao Yuanshan was so powerful back then, twenty years later, he lived in Shaolin in a simple place, and the high level of martial arts can be imagined.

However, with his martial arts that are now almost standing among the top masters in the rivers and lakes, he also shuddered at Gonggong Li's speed.

Although he has long put life and death aside, he has not seen the revenge of the great revenge, and he will not turn a blind eye to death.

Therefore, like Murong Bo, he calculated the timing of his attack in his heart, so as to kill with one blow, otherwise he would not only fail to achieve the expected effect, but also bring endless trouble to himself.

"Damn, that's not the way to go. ”

Although Gonggong Li couldn't predict that the prophets Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan were going to assassinate him and leave him in Shaolin forever, he gradually felt that something was wrong.

Although the Sunflower Treasure Book is powerful, it can be said that the world's martial arts sword is a great achievement, but the more powerful the martial arts, if you want to show it, the more effort it will take.

He originally thought that he couldn't be rigid for a long time, and he couldn't defend it softly, although Fang Qingshan's defense was powerful, but if he held it for a long time, he would lose it, as long as he grabbed the slightest flaw, he would strike a thunderous blow, and he would naturally settle the situation.

But the idea is very beautiful, but the reality is a little helpless, after attacking for so long, the internal force has consumed several layers, but Fang Qingshan is still like an invisible abyss, no matter how sharp his attack is, it is simply a mud cow into the sea, and it does not work at all.

On the contrary, he had to be careful to guard against Fang Qingshan.

After all, his Taijiquan is not just pure defense, preemptive, defense with attack, no flaws, but also to create flaws for people, if you are not careful, there is a danger of falling into the middle.

"That's it, if you continue to fight, I'm afraid that in the end, I will lose face. ”

Thinking of this, Gonggong Li couldn't help but retreat.

But if he retreated like this, Gonggong Li was a little unwilling.

I want the Manichaean leader Fang Lajiangnan to be the king of the characters in the end in his own hands, but now a little-known kid has made himself helpless, and he is afraid that he will not be laughed at and generous.

Therefore, he decided to make a special move, just like the power of Qiao Feng's eighteen palms of the dragon descending, one blow will determine the winner.

As for whether it can be broken, it doesn't matter, it is good to be able to break it, eliminate the potential crisis, capture the enemy, can't break it, there is nothing, do your best, when the time comes, when he leaves, no one can say anything after he returns.

"Born to the sun, a needle of sunflowers. ”

At a certain moment, Gonggong Li suddenly stopped, standing not far in front of Fang Qingshan with a solemn face, other people with low cultivation might not be able to see it, but they just felt that the atmosphere was suddenly depressed, and they were a little unclear.

Fang Qingshan knew that this was the rhythm of the move, and he immediately did not dare to slack off, the dragon elephant was like a skill, Tai Chi, Qiankun was moved, and the internal force of the whole body was mobilized together.

The lion fights the rabbit, and he also uses all his strength, not to mention the trick of facing Li Gonggong's imminent outbreak.

Just ready, a flower in front of me, followed by a non-gold and non-copper, non-iron and non-rigid, fluorescent flashing, warm as jade, like the thickness of the eyebrows, there are five or six minutes long embroidery needles have come to the center of the eyebrows.

Fast!

Very fast!

It's as if it's not just speed, it's cutting through space.

Almost instantly, it came to the eye.

Not only fast, but in Fang Qingshan's eyes, a small embroidery needle was like a big sun, full of supreme power of the most rigid and yang.

"Definitely!"

Fang Qingshan's eyes suddenly burst into an unprecedented light.

Crisis, this is the first life and death crisis he faced after coming to Tianlong.

At this juncture, Fang Qingshan was never calmer.

Between life and death, there is a great terror!

In the past, I had imagined that the dragon elephant was like a dead thing, but at this moment, it seemed that it had also been stimulated, and there was a little more agility, and with Fang Qingshan's loud shout, the dragon elephant shook.

Three feet around his body, an invisible force suddenly appeared to imprison the void.

It was as fast as lightning, and the embroidery needle full of extreme speed trembled, and the speed exploded.

Although the speed had slowed down, the tip of the needle was already close to the center of his eyebrows, and the power that was like a volcano about to erupt made Fang Qingshan throb for a while.