Qiao Feng and Murong Fu, who were waiting for them in Shaolin Temple, met the dusty Tong Lao and Jiumozhi. Why did these two men look like this? Didn’t they fight Changle and the Sweeping Monk?

There was nothing unusual between Changle and the Sweeping Monk. The Sweeping Monk sent Changle and the others to the entrance of the Sutra Pavilion.

Changle, who seemed very happy, said, "If the master is not convinced, you can ask me for a discussion in the future."

"Amitabha." The monk sweeping the floor saluted with one hand and shouted the Buddha's name.

On the way down from Shaolin, Qiao Feng asked curiously, "Brother Zhao, what is the result of this battle?"

"I didn't lose anyway." Changle said with a big laugh. "By the way, are you still taking revenge?"

Qiao Feng shook his head, "Xuanci was deceived by Murong Bo, and killing him is meaningless. Murong Bo and my father both worshipped the master's disciple again, how can you take revenge?"

After he finished speaking, he seemed a little excited and Lanshan. Changle reached out to pat him, "Then let's start our plan."

Murong Fu seemed very depressed by the side. Qiao Feng didn't need to take revenge. He had a bunch of friends he had with him. But what about himself? His father threw the cause of restoration to himself, but he became a monk.

"Then where will we go next?" Tong Lao asked looking at Changle.

"Let's find a place nearby to rest for a few days first." Changle thought for a while and said.

Shuozhou

The clumsy boy climbed up the city wall, and he sat on the city wall and looked in the direction of the Song Dynasty.

It is said that this is where the sword immortal peeled off Yelu Longyi alive. He murmured to himself, "Brother Changle, you have all my revenge."

The horse thieves along the way have been wiped out, and his enemies have long been dealt with by Changle.

After watching for half an hour, his stomach roared. He jumped off the city wall with his hands and said with a smile, "Since there is no revenge to avenge, I'll go find Brother Changle."

After biting a few bites of dry food on the road, he rode his horse to Yanmen Pass. He could hear the sound of horse hooves coming one after another in the distance. It seemed that a large number of cavalry were coming.

This year, the snow on the grassland was too heavy, and the horses did not put on weight in autumn, so the Liao people on the border of Liao and Song dynasties began to hunt grass valley again.

Li Shouhu crawled on the ground and listened for a while, then quickly got up. He speculated that there should be about a hundred people in this cavalry. So he hurriedly picked up a lot of stones from the ground around him, took off his coat and put it inside.

He was a little nervous and jumped off his horse and played a set of boxing techniques to calm down.

His own enemy, Matthew, was too slow to turn around and report the news to the city. All he could do was to use his stupid fist to stop these Liao people like wolves and tigers!

Maybe he will die, but in this way he can be worthy of the boxing skills taught by Changle.

Seeing that the cavalry were still a hundred steps away from him, the skinny tiger threw out a stone without hesitation.

The stone was extremely powerful, like a flying arrow.

The leading cavalry was shot directly by a stone.

But the remaining cavalry did not have any fear, but instead aroused their ferocity and roared at the skinny tiger.

He quickly threw out stones with his hands, twenty or thirty stones, and killed twenty or thirty people.

As soon as the fifty steps arrived, the cavalry began to shoot arrows and fight back.

The skinny tiger can only dodge and kill people with stones.

When the last stone was thrown away, the skinny tiger had already killed more than forty people.

He looked at the cavalry in front of him with some breath and shouted, "Li Shouhu of Song Dynasty is here! You can't go there!"

He said nothing at all, and he regretted it. If he had known it, he would not have called it blindly.

After the cavalry lost half of the loss, they had already planned to leave, but seeing that there was only one person on the other side, they decided to twist the boy's head off.

"Kill him!" After saying that, the cavalry rushed up.

The skinny tiger slipped and avoided the scimitar and fast horse.

Then he punched the cavalry horse and suddenly fell over, but he also put himself in trouble.

The cavalry behind him picked up the bow and arrow, intending to shoot cold arrows to attack the skinny tiger.

But a cold voice sounded behind the cavalry, "Sneak attack? It was not done by a real man!"

After saying that, the cavalry's head flew up. The cavalry saw clearly that the murderer was a young man in black. Looking at the nameless quick sword in his hand, he shouted in shock, "The Black Sword Demon is here!"

The cavalrymen were so scared that they fled and fled. The swordsmen in black followed behind them and easily harvested them.

In less than a quarter of an hour, he killed all the cavalry.

Shouhu originally wanted to go up and help, but he said coldly, "You have already killed half of it, this half is mine!"

The skinny tiger could only follow him, afraid that the cavalry would attack him.

After dealing with these guys, the young man in black gasped. His eyebrows were like two sharp swords, and they looked very beautiful.

Alas, if I had such eyebrows, would Sister Abi like me?

Oh, Sister Abi is not that kind of woman!

"I dare to ask the big guy, the young hero is famous." The skinny tiger saw that the young man was about the same age as him, and then changed his words clumsyly.

"Just call me Dugu." Dugu carefully wiped his sword and inserted it into the sheath.

"Oh, Dugu is such a young man, thank you just now!" Shouhu said seriously, and then gave him a silly smile.

"You call me! Dugu, that's fine!" Dugu was sure that this guy was not pretending to be stupid, otherwise he would have to go up and poke him with two swords.

"Sorry, Dugu! I didn't mean it." Shouhu said embarrassedly.

"Yes." Dugu sat aside and took out a piece of iron stone, pulled out his sword and sharpened it carefully.

He has been here for almost half a year, but he still hasn't waited for that guy. I heard that he is in the Song Dynasty now, and Dugu plans to go to the Song Dynasty to find him.

Dugu wants to see his swordsmanship!

"Your swordsmanship is really good." Shouhu said sincerely while eating dry food. He had seen Changle's swordsmanship, so he felt that Dugu's swordsmanship could only be considered good.

"Not bad?" Dugu stopped the movements in his hand and glanced at him. "Then let's compete and let me see your swordsmanship."

This guy is a martial arts fanatic, he is not provoking. He just wants to see his powerful swordsmanship.

"I don't know how to swordsmanship." Skinny Tiger smiled bitterly and waved her hand quickly. "I just saw swordsmanship that is more powerful than you.

Brother Zhao's sword technique, he brushed it and two flowers appeared. Then, after brushing it and then a pair of heroes killed a tiger."

Shouhu tried his best to describe Changle's swordsmanship. Seeing Dugu's Lengbingbing's appearance, Shouhu asked carefully, "Do you understand that?"

"No." Dugu shook his head, "You said that man's surname is Zhao? Did he kill the King of the Southern Court of Liao?"

"It's him!" said Shouhu proudly.

"Where is he? Take me to see him!" Dugu stood up like a sharp sword unsheathed.

Shouhu looked at his murderous aura and asked in a rare and serious tone, "You won't deal with my brother Zhao, right?"

The boy's face was gone without silence, but he was like a thin tiger ready to eat people at any time.

"So what?" Dugu asked looking at him.
Chapter completed!