After all, Murong Bo was an experienced man. Seeing Xiao Yuanshan slowly get up from the ground, he punched the latter's shoulder and shattered his shoulder bone. He did not show any mercy and did not give him any chance at all.
Xiao Yuanshan was knocked to the ground by a single punch. He let out a blood-curdling scream and rolled on the ground for dozens of times before stopping. Feeling the severity of his injuries, Xiao Yuanshan's heart was filled with despair. He knew that Murong Bo would absolutely not allow him to live.
A few minutes ago, Xiao Yuanshan was still arrogant, fighting against a group of heroes by himself. He did not expect himself to be defeated by Murong Fu. Now, Murong Bo, this old fart, even sneakily attacked him. These two must have planned this beforehand. How vicious!
At this moment, Xiao Yuanshan's injuries were on top of his injuries. He did not have any strength to resist and could only be slaughtered by Murong Bo. He looked sadly at Qiao Feng in the distance and slowly closed his eyes, waiting for death to come.
Suddenly, just as Murong Bo was about to attack again, a voice came from the sky, "Amitabha!"
They saw an old monk in a yellow robe with white hair and an extraordinary temperament appear at the entrance of Juxian Village. This monk was the Great Grandmaster Sweeping Monk!
Xuan Nan and the others were shocked. They obviously recognized this old monk. This was the old monk who swept the floor of Shaolin's Sutra Pavilion. Why would he appear here?
The Sweeping Monk looked at Murong Bo and Xiao Yuan Shan with benevolent eyes and slowly opened his mouth, "Two benefactors, secretly learning Shaolin's consummate skills will only bring harm to the two of you. This old monk has come here to invite the two of you to follow this old monk to Shaolin to cultivate your bodies and minds."
Hearing this, Murong Bo was not willing to give up. He wanted to attack again. Mu Qingxiao raised his eyebrows and knew that this was not good. He quickly stopped him.
The Sweeping Monk sighed and said, "Since you are not willing to give up, this old monk can only be rude."
Right after he finished speaking, the Sweeping Monk disappeared from Juxian Manor's entrance, and in the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of Murong Bo. He pointed at Murong Bo, and the latter fell to the ground.
Mu Qingxiao held Murong Bo in her arms and found that he was fine. He had just fainted, and there was a strange aura moving inside Murong Bo's body. This should be the so-called True Qi.
To be able to knock out Murong Bo, who was in the Grandmaster realm, with just a wisp of True Qi, this Sweeping Monk should have already reached the Foundation Establishment realm. His strength had long surpassed the scope of martial arts, and was terrifying!
The sweeping monk glanced at Mu Qingxiao meaningfully and said, "Almsgiver, you have such a cultivation at such a young age. You really make me blush with shame. In time, you will definitely become a dragon that soars through the Nine Heavens. You are truly a blessing for the martial arts world of the Central Plains!"
Mu Qingxiao bowed slightly and said, "Senior, you are flattering me."
The Sweeping Monk smiled and said, "A monk does not lie. This old monk can feel that the True Qi in your body is endless. To be able to touch the Great Path at such a young age … You are truly blessed. Amitabha!"
In the end, the Sweeping Monk let out a long sigh and walked straight toward Xiao Yuanshan.
At this moment, Xiao Yuanshan took the opportunity to recover some of his inner strength. When he saw the Sweeping Monk walking toward him, he used what little inner strength he had left and attacked with all his might. "Evil monk, take this!"
The Sweeping Monk shook his head helplessly. With a casual point of his hand, the unconscious Xiao Yuanshan was lifted in his hand.
Mu Qingxiao looked at the Sweeping Monk in front of him and said softly, "Senior, can I have a few words with my father?"
The Sweeping Monk smiled slightly. Murong Bo woke up slightly and glanced at the Sweeping Monk. He then looked at Mu Qingxiao and said, "This trip will be the last time we will see each other. Fu 'er, go and do what you want to do. Don't be blinded by the great cause of reviving your country."
Hearing this, Mu Qingxiao nodded slightly. He thought to himself, "Only an idiot would be blinded by reviving his country. If it wasn't for the System's mission, I wouldn't have done it!"
While Mu Qingxiao and Murong Bo were talking, Xiao Yuanshan was also woken up. Although he looked at the Murong father and son with hatred, he could only shake his head helplessly when he saw the kind Sweeping Monk. Then, he walked over to Qiao Feng and started talking.
In the end, no one knew what he said, but Qiao Feng's tears flowed freely. His eyes were filled with reluctance.
After the Sweeping Monk left with Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo, Juxian Heights fell into silence. The Jianghu heroes didn't know how to face Qiao Feng, especially the crowd of A gang of beggars.
Qiao Feng didn't care about what the crowd was thinking. He stared blankly in the direction where the Sweeping Monk left.
Although the You brothers were unwilling to admit defeat after failing to kill Qiao Feng, they didn't dare to make any moves. They weren't stupid enough to make the Jianghu heroes their enemy.
At this moment, Elder Xu glanced at the unconscious Kang Min and walked over with his walking stick. He raised his Dog Beating Stick and said awkwardly, "Sect Leader Qiao, A gang of beggars has let you down. We were blinded by the traitor. We hope that you will forgive us. The position of Sect Leader is yours!"
"That's right, that's right. Sect Leader Qiao, A gang of beggars can't do without you!"
Looking at the expectant eyes of A gang of beggars, Qiao Feng had mixed feelings. Although he was a Khitan, his heart was in the Great Song. It was impossible to say that he didn't miss A gang of beggars.
Qiao Feng carefully took the Dog Beating Stick and ignored Elder Xu. He looked at Mu Qingxiao and said, "Young Master Murong, I owe you a favor today. If you need my help in the future, I won't hesitate."
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Looking at the backs of Qiao Feng and A gang of beggars, Mu Qingxiao's lips curled into a devilish smile. The Juxian Manor incident was over. Although Xiao Yuanshan was not dealt with, the result was the same.
Without the obstacle of Xiao Yuanshan, he had gained a favor from A gang of beggars. In the end, Mu Qingxiao looked at Ding Chunqiu in the distance. A murderous intent flashed in his eyes.
Looking at Mu Qingxiao, not only the people of the martial arts world, but even Ding Chunqiu's eyes were full of doubt. At the same time, he was a little vigilant. "I wonder why Young Master Murong is looking for me?"
Mu Qingxiao smiled and said, "I have something I need your help with."
"Young Master Murong, please tell me."
Ding Chunqiu waved the Carefree Fan in his hand with his nose in the air. The number one person of the younger generation, Nan Murong, actually asked for his help. This made him very proud.
"This Young Master wants to borrow your dog head for a while."
As soon as he finished speaking, the entire Juxian Manor fell into a dead silence. Everyone could not believe their ears. Even Ding Chunqiu thought that he had misheard. Xue Muhua, who was standing in the distance, was full of excitement after the initial shock. She could not wait for Murong Fu to attack.
"Bastard, don't think that you can look down on me just because you're good at martial arts. Kowtow to me three times, and I'll spare your dog life," Ding Chunqiu said with murderous intent in his eyes.
"You think a traitor like you is worthy?"
Mu Qingxiao laughed coldly. He sped up with Wave-like Subtle Steps and appeared in front of Ding Chunqiu as fast as lightning. Yin and Yang Qi surged all over his body, and he threw a palm at Ding Chunqiu with all his might!
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