Murong Bo is covered with a helmet and armor, and his heart is very bitter. Although he is the most powerful master of the world, he cannot take much advantage of the battle formation. Many of his exquisite martial arts cannot be used in the battle formation.

He was sent to the battlefield by Qiao Ning and fought almost every day. Recently, because Qiao Ning was in seclusion, the war had just subsided. The Liao Kingdom also suffered from a battle with the Song Dynasty, which was damaged and could not launch a large-scale attack for a while, but there were never a lot of harassment from small amounts.

Qiao Ning treated Murong Bo as a donkey, so he could only charge forward with force. However, Murong Bo has been tempered in the army for a long time and gradually realized how naive and boring his original thoughts were.

I also found that many of my conspiracies were useless. Like Qiao Ning, I conquered various Liaodong Jurchen tribes and countless small tribes, and pushed them with a large army. I didn’t have to do too many conspiracies. As long as the troops were strong, I could continue to win.

And all the strategies he thought he had obtained were all destroyed under such powerful strength, and it was useless.

Murong Bo sighed and thought inwardly: "Now I understand that fighting for dominance cannot rely on such despicable means. If I could understand a few years earlier, would I have expanded my territory and restored the glory of the Great Yan? Why did I tirelessly disrupt the storm of the Great Song Dynasty martial arts world? I never thought that there were many lands outside the Great Song Dynasty and there was no people at all. As long as I raised a rebel army, I could easily occupy it. After operating for a few years, I could claim to be a force?'

Murong Bo smiled bitterly and was about to lead his soldiers to patrol further away, when he saw a big man walking up from a distance. He felt a little astonished and waved his hand. He was about to let his soldiers shoot arrows, but he was shocked to find that his soldiers had pinned the war horses together. After backing dozens of steps, he turned his horse's head and retreated on the way.

Murong Bo suddenly realized something was wrong and was about to urge the horse to escape, but the big man shouted loudly and threw out the spear in his hand.

Murong Bo used the technique of turning the stars and moving. As soon as the spear flew over, it suddenly flew backwards. Its momentum was even more rapid than when it was thrown.

The big man reached out and grabbed the spear, and immediately held the spear in his hand again, sneered: "If you use your own way, you will give it to him! The Murong family's kung fu is indeed very powerful. Let me see if the martial arts handed down from Murong Long City are comparable to the authentic Nine-Turn Mysterious Art of our innate sect."

Murong Bo was slightly stunned and screamed inwardly, and suddenly exerted his strength, shattering the armor on his body, and pressed it on the horse's back and it soared into the sky.

He already knew at this time that the visitor must be a top-notch master in the martial arts world. His armor was too heavy and it was very useful when charging into battle. However, it was useless when fighting in the martial arts world. Instead, it was too burdensome and affected the performance of martial arts.

As soon as Murong Bo got up, he heard another roar in the distance. A big man, who was equally burly, rushed towards him like a giant dragon, ferocious and ferocious.

Only then did Murong Bo's heart sink, knowing that he would be unable to escape death today.

The one blocking the road ahead was Xiao Yuanshan, and the man behind him was Qiao Feng. Although he recognized his biological father, he refused to change his surname to Xiao Feng, and only promised that if he had a son in the future, his first son would have his surname Xiao.

Xiao Yuanshan is a rough man and doesn't care much about such things, so he settled easily on this matter.

This is Qiao Feng's grace to raise Qiao Sanhuai and his wife, and he is also reluctant to give up Qiao Ning, the eldest brother.

Xiao Yuanshan once took his anger at Qiao Sanhuai and his wife in the original work, but now he is said to be together by Qiao Ning. He no longer cares about this matter. Instead, he is a little grateful. This is also the reason why he is prone to being stubborn but also easily deceived.

Qiao Ning looked from afar. Xiao Yuanshan and Qiao Feng and his son joined forces and immediately fought with Murong Bo. Murong Bo's martial arts are not inferior to any of the father and son, but they are not the opponent of Xiao Yuanshan and Qiao Feng and his son.

He relied on the ingenious movement of stars to continuously resolve the palm power of Xiao Yuanshan and Qiao Feng, but the palm power of the father and son was too powerful, and Murong Bo was also very struggling. Most of them could only be transferred and unloaded in the air, and could not rebound back to hurt people.

Seeing the three of them rising and falling, fighting for thirty or forty moves, Qiao Feng suddenly shouted loudly and activated the magical skill of the flame sword. The palm flew out of the invisible sword force. Murong Bo couldn't move it and was immediately slashed in the chest.

Murong Bo was about to use his strength to resolve it, but was slapped by Xiao Yuanshan's palm. He could only complain secretly, waved his hand and tried hard, but could no longer turn the flame knife. Qiao Feng's flame knife cut through the protective energy, and blood immediately burst out from his shoulders and back.

After Murong Bo was injured, he was even more unhelpful. After fighting more than ten moves, the flame sword used by Qiao Feng became more and more exquisite, and Murong Bo became more and more embarrassed. He thought to himself: "How come this Khitan puppy knows the flame sword of the Great Lun Ming King? And it seems to be more exquisite than the flame sword of the Great Lun Ming King?"

After several studies, Qiao Ning found that the Six-Meridian Divine Sword Score was better than the Flame Sword because there are methods of circulating true qi in the meridians and compressing and condensing, so the Six-Meridian Divine Sword Sword Sword is even more far away.

The monks of Tianlong Temple in the original work suffered from insufficient internal strength, so they could not distance themselves. If the two sides were similar inside and those who practiced the Six-Meridian Divine Sword would be more farther and could kill those who practiced the flame sword.

Qiao Ning incorporated this method into the flame knife and taught it to Qiao Feng. Therefore, Qiao Feng's palm was surging and could reach five feet away. Murong Bo was sweating profusely when he killed him.

After several more moves, Qiao Feng waved his palms in succession, and the flame swords intertwined into a net, immediately trapping Murong Bo in it. He snatched the knife and cut off Murong Bo's arms.

Xiao Yuanshan hated Murong Bo deeply, and immediately slapped it with a palm, hitting Murong Bo's head, causing the peerless hero to break his brain.

Seeing Xiao Yuanshan and Qiao Feng and his son avenged their revenge, Qiao Ning felt a little happy, and jumped out and faced the two fathers and sons.

Although Xiao Yuanshan was sad, he was a little happy after all. After all, he took revenge, his son was outstanding, and he also married a wife. Maybe in a few days, Gu Danling would be able to give birth to a grandson for the Xiao family.

Qiao Feng was the same. He avenged the great revenge of killing his mother and felt happy. He said to Qiao Ning: "It's better for my elder brother to treat me. I want to bring my father back to Huanglong Mansion to get close to me day and night, and also have family happiness. I wonder what my elder brother wants?"
Chapter completed!