Chapter 127    Fight, fight, fight! (Third update!)

So, it is.

What kind of exercises does Qin Xuan practice and how many years of true energy is stored on his body.

No matter what point it is, it is much better than the sweeping monk in front of him.

It's so hard, so it's so soft!

"Amitabha, the so-called "Sow melons and get melons, soak beans and get beans, stop, stop, stop!"

The monk sweeping the floor suddenly returned to normal, and he bowed slightly and said, "The old monk is also from Shaolin Temple. It is better to have all kinds of sins. I will return to the old monk!"

This sentence was calm and calm, as if it was not a major event in Murong Bo's life and death.

In his tone, he seemed to be chatting and chatting every day.

Qin Xuan smiled gently. It should be a little bit of awesome. It would be difficult to do it!

"Haha, do you think I don't know that you are the father of Murong Bo under my feet, and you really think I don't have any eyes! In addition, your grandson of Murong Fu was also killed by me in the corpse of the corpse-out world!"

A voice transmission suddenly came into the ears of the sweeping monk, and he subconsciously exclaimed: "How did you know... Amitabha Buddha is an old monk who is attached to the image!"

Qin Xuan raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard this.

No, is this old monk really so tolerant?

Everyone present had the lowest strength and first-class level. Facing the seemingly eminent monk, the face of the sweeping monk, suddenly changed his face and couldn't help but wonder why this eminent monk was like this.

As the saying goes, there is thunder in the silent place.

Although the tone of the sweeping monk was as plain as usual, his determination, decisive and decisive determination and will were undoubtedly revealed.14o

At this moment, the Sweeping Monk seemed to have a convincing atmosphere, as if no one would feel suspicious after listening to his words.

Just as Qin Xuan felt this way, his hair suddenly stood up all over his body.

not good!

As the saying goes, the small sneak attack, the old sneak attack, but unexpectedly, the older sneak attacks!

This old and immortal old turtle turtle!

Before Qin Xuan could think about it carefully, he used his body-protecting true energy in the next second.

The strongest defensive technique!

Beiming protects his body and reappears!

But the monk sweeping the floor stretched out his index finger and merged with the middle finger, and immediately rushed towards Qin Xuan's waist, as fast as a meteor falling.

And his face still changed, very ferocious!

Conjunction with fingers!

With a sound, the almost invincible Beiming protective body blocked and bounced away.

Qin Xuan roared to the sky, surging his true energy in his body, and instantly jumped into the air and attacked his hands and claws downwards.

Tianshan Mountain's plum hand - the tiger goes down the mountain!

A pair of cold eyes looked at the monk who almost killed his life on the ground!

Then, his body suddenly fell down like a big roc gliding, and in the air it seemed to turn into a fierce white tiger pounced on him!

The murderous intent is lingering, and the cold bones attack the body!

At this moment, (bfbd) the monk's heart suddenly became alert, and the monk did not dare to preserve his strength.

While he was secretly crying, his hands reacted quickly and suddenly swelled out all his strength. His invisible power suddenly wrapped it in it, like an invisible cocoon.

Huhu--

The green robe floated without wind, and a powerful true energy burst into the huge cocoon.

There was a rustling sound in the bamboo forest in the backyard. At this time, he raised his thin right fist and bravely faced Qin Xuan's figure in the air!

"kill!"

In an instant, the fists and palms were connected!

boom!

With a loud bang, all directions were like an earthquake.

I saw a wave of visible ripples spread out from the naked eye and the ground collapsed!

Suddenly, he destroyed everything around him with a destruction and destruction. The black soil was lifted up, revealing the yellow land!

The bamboo around was also uprooted and fell to the side!

The red walls around it also collapsed, splashing countless dust!

And the people who couldn't react seemed to have suffered an absolute blow in the ripples. Their face suddenly turned red, their eyes widened, and blood was gushing out of their mouths with a thud!

One by one, they were lying at least fifteen meters away from the previous position.

Only Xiao Yuanshan, Xiao Feng, Xuan Ci and the middle-aged man who looked familiar far away were severely injured, but he did not fall into a coma like the rest of the people.

Fortunately, the two fights so quickly and ends quickly!

Otherwise, they would not be able to bear the remaining fluctuations again.

So they looked at the middle of the scene and saw a gloomy look.

I saw that there was still a large pit of three or four meters in size and half a meter deep in the middle of the field!

It shows that the sudden battle just now is not an illusion, but also reveals the natural strength of Qin Xuan and the Sweeping Monk!

After five or six breaths.

The dust slowly dissipated, and the first one appeared was a sweeping monk in a green robe. At this time, he was standing in the field with a calm expression on his face.

"Yu...you!"

At this time, the middle-aged man outside the field was still frightened and sweating in a cold sweat, thinking that Qin Xuan might have died in this battle, and only the sweeping monk survived, but he saw the other side where the dust was dissipated, and then he felt at ease.

He is fine!

But when Qin Xuan, who was dressed in white and looked very handsome, looked at the sweeping monk in the field with calm eyes.

"Why are you doing this? I didn't plan to expose your identity as Murong Bo's father!"

Qin Xuan thought about it and said something that scared everyone present and were still confused.

Because he finally understood why when Qin Xuan killed Murong Bo, the sweeping monk's expression disappeared completely, and he became a little hated, helpless, and a little hideous.

It turns out that the reason for everything is that the identity of the sweeping monk is Murong Bo’s father!

Although they didn't know if Qin Xuan said something to him and did not hesitate to tear off his disguise, they actually attacked Qin Xuan, who was a few years younger than him.

But it is understandable how deep the hatred of killing his son in front of him is!

"It's really a fear for young people! This era belongs to you young people."

After saying this, a trace of blood was overflowing from the corner of the monk's mouth.

"It's a pity that the old monk still failed!"

Obviously, the punch and palms just now brought him a considerable blow and had already vaguely damaged his internal organs.

On the other hand, Qin Xuan saw that he had no dust or blood on his body. In terms of strength, he was far superior to him!

"At the beginning, I didn't want to reveal your identity because you were old and would not be of great use in the future, so I really didn't expect that my random speech would cause your reaction to such a big move. It was really surprising!"

As he said that, Qin Xuan's eyes were full of energy, and a powerful true energy surged around him again.

"Since the beam has been formed, then today we can only have one of us alive to see tomorrow's sun!"

What?

They really want to start fighting?!

Not good, dangerous!

Suddenly, the faces of the people outside the field changed drastically. They all used their bodies to pick up the unconscious person with one hand and rushed out a hundred meters away before stopping and looking at the battle.

After glanced at the people a hundred meters away in the backyard, the sweeping monk immediately saw Qin Xuan attacking again.

Suddenly, with true energy, a three-foot-thick invisible air wall was laid in front of him in an instant!

Thick and flexible!

Compared with the cooked cowhide soaked in water, it is several times more flexible, even the sword is difficult to penetrate.

After completing all this, he immediately swung his finger and slapped his head with a palm.

Let me die for everything!!!

Thinking of this, the monk's eyes became even more ferocious and fierce!

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ps: Mu Zui was thinking of a good way to torture, but would he kill this guy?
Chapter completed!