When the monk in gray saw the man in black, his eyes sharpened and he seemed startled, and said, "Who are you, Your Excellency?"
The man in black said: "I have been chasing you for half a year, and you have escaped several times. Today, you can't even think of living again!"
The gray-clothed monk said solemnly: "I don't know you!"
The man in black suddenly laughed miserably. He pulled off his mask and shouted angrily: "You still don't recognize me?"
The heroes exclaimed... This man is an old man with a beard, but his body shape and appearance are the same as Xiao Feng. Except for his weathered face, no one can recognize his identity.
Tears welled up in Xiao Feng's eyes. He looked at the person in front of him and said in a trembling voice: "You...you are my father!"
Xiao Yuanshan held Xiao Feng's shoulders with both hands and said with a rather excited expression: "Good boy, my good boy... Yes, I am your biological father, and I am Xiao Yuanshan who has been dead for more than thirty years."
Xiao Feng also held his arms, and although the two of them had tears in their eyes, they suddenly laughed loudly.
The sound was like a roaring wind, carried far away, and only made the mountain gate roar. Thousands of heroes listened in their ears, feeling tinnitus and dizziness.
When the laughter gradually stopped, Xiao Feng looked at the gray-robed monk and asked, "Dad, do you know this person?"
Xiao Yuanshan roared loudly and shouted: "Feng'er wants to know why dad is chasing him?" His eyes were like lightning, falling directly on the man in gray.
Xiao Feng said in a deep voice: "Master once said that dad has been tracking down the culprit of Yanmen Pass."
A cruel smile appeared at the corner of Xiao Yuanshan's mouth, and he said: "Yes, my father has been tracing the traces of that person. In the past six months, he has escaped several times. Today, his father and son will definitely die in the hands of our father and son."
After saying that, Xiao Yuanshan shouted again: "Old thief Murong, do you still want to hide your identity now?!"
Murong Fu was startled and turned to look at the monk in gray...
The monk in gray didn't respond, but shouted loudly: "You, Xiao, and your son are trying to disrupt our martial arts world in the Central Plains and contribute to the invasion of southern Liaoning. Today, all the heroes in the world are here, and it is you who will die."
When the heroes heard this again, they were all horrified and shocked. They all thought that what the gray-robed monk said was probably true. The Xiao family and his son's chaos in the Central Plains martial arts must have been preparations for the Liao Kingdom's southern invasion.
If they were allowed to succeed, the Song Dynasty would be in great danger.
Xuan Ci remained silent, and Xuan Du said: "We don't care what grudges you two have with the Murong family, but you are related to the recent murders in the martial arts world, so it is best for you to stay in this temple for now."
"Personal grudges aside, today we will get rid of these two people no matter what."
"Everyone, come together and kill these two Liao dogs!"
"Yes, these two Liao dogs deserve death. Come on, everyone, kill him!"
The heroes were furious, scolding and shouting. Seeing this, Xiao Yuanshan sneered. He didn't care about these people at all, and always stared at Murong and his son.
Someone moved, dozens of people in total... These people are very young. Young people want fame, and young people have little experience. These young people want to be famous and are ignorant, so they are fearless.
They were the first to take action, and they were also the first to see the sword light, a sword light that seemed to come from the sky!
There was a flash of sword light, a flash of sword light.
There is only one sword, only one move. This sword is extremely fast, extremely simple, and extremely strange. Although it is only one move, it has integrated the essence of a thousand sword techniques.
A thousand moves are cast in one move, no one can catch it, no one can see clearly.
Wherever the sword light passed by, a sword mark fell... The sword mark only stayed on their necks for a moment like a dragonfly touching water, and then disappeared, as if it had never appeared.
No one knew what happened, but everyone saw a person who seemed to appear suddenly.
He has long silver hair, bright eyes, a very melodious expression, and a very gentle attitude. He looks like a scholar... except that there is a long sword hanging at his waist, and the scabbard is as white as jade!
But when they saw this man and this sword, the faces of the heroes suddenly changed horribly!
At this moment, a terrifying spectacle unfolded...
Bloody flowers are flying, heads are falling...
The people who had just been moved had no heads, and the headless people could only be corpses. The corpse suddenly fell down, and dozens of corpses fell together!
At this moment, no one could describe the fear in their hearts. When the heroes looked at him, they all had horrified expressions and cold hands and feet.
"Xiao Yuanshan meets his mentor!"
"Disciple Xiao Feng, I have met my master!"
Ran Ran looked at the two people on the ground, smiled and said, "Get up."
They stood up with surprise and joy on their faces!
Ranran ignored the two of them, glanced at them, and suddenly stretched out a palm to grasp, and an irresistible sucking force appeared. Among the Shaolin monks, a young monk jumped out.
The power of sucking disappeared, and the little monk immediately fell to the ground, lying on his stomach.
With a flick of his sleeve, the young monk's robe was torn apart, revealing his naked body.
"Ye Erniang, why don't you come out and recognize your son?"
The heroes didn't know what he was going to do yet, but upon hearing this, they looked strange.
A figure flew out, opened its arms, and hugged the young monk from far away.
At this moment, Xu Zhu only knew that men and women were different, not to mention that he was a monk, so he struggled to push her away.
Ye Erniang didn't exert much force, as if she was afraid of breaking the baby in her arms. After he pushed her away, her face was still crazy and she cried: "Son, I am your mother, I am your mother!"
Xu Zhu was shocked and said in disbelief: "You... you are my mother?"
Ye Erniang shouted: "My son, not long after I gave birth to you, I burned nine scars on your back. How could I mistake you? You are my child, you are my poor child."
Xu Zhu was shocked and said in a trembling voice: "You...are you really my mother?"
"Yes, I am your mother!"
This incident happened so suddenly that everyone onlookers were surprised, but Xiao Yuanshan looked sharply and said sternly: "Why don't you tell this child who his father is?"
Ye Erniang trembled all over, and suddenly her expression changed: "You...who are you?"
Xiao Yuanshan said: "I robbed your child, and I also scratched the six bloody marks on your face."
Ye Erniang hissed: "Why? Why do you want to snatch my son? You and I are strangers, and we have no grudges. You..."
Xiao Yuanshan smiled miserably and said: "No grudges or grudges? If there were no grudges or grudges, why would I snatch your child? Why don't you ask this child what his father has done?"
Ye Erniang said in a trembling voice: "His father? No, no, he has no father. My child has no father!"
Ran Ran turned his eyes to Xuanci and asked, "Monk, do you have anything to say?"
Xuanci didn't answer, lowered his eyebrows and lowered his head, silently reciting the Heart Sutra.
Ranran chuckled lightly, then looked at Ye Erniang and said, "Go ahead and tell him his father's dharma name."
Dharma name? Could it be that this little monk’s father is also a monk?
All the heroes wanted to come, but Ye Erniang shook her head and said: "No... I don't know anything without a Dharma name. This child has no father, he... he has no father."
Xu Zhu looked at his mother and couldn't help but said: "Mom, how can the child not have a father? Tell the child who my father is."
Ye Erniang cried: "I can't say it, mother can't say it."
Ranran said calmly: "If you don't say anything, he will die!"
