Chapter 128    The Sweeping Monk, Die! (Fourth Update!)

Want to kill me?

Not that easy!

Feeling the threatening intention of this attack, Qin Xuan snorted coldly.

The next moment, the true energy in his body surged, blocking the sweeping monk, raised his hand and shot out several small Shang sword energy. A smile appeared in the eyes of the sweeping monk. It seemed that he had expected Qin Xuan to do this, and he was not panicked.

I saw that he took a few steps under his feet, and three phantoms suddenly turned into, easily avoiding the attacking Six-Meridian Divine Sword.

But his right palm quickly changed his move and then attacked Qin Xuan!

With a bang, it hit Qin Xuan's body-protecting true energy.

However, Qin Xuan only shook his body for a moment, but a dazzling light burst out from his fingertips, like a sharp arrow from the string, stabbing the monk's Hungarian mouth.

As if he felt the danger in this blow, the sweeping monk's face changed slightly.

Immediately, I took a wrong step and changed my fist to hit the door directly!

Its momentum is heavy and solid, and it is invisibly filled with pressure, as if it can affect the consistency of Qin Xuan's movements.

Anyway, it's very dangerous!

But Qin Xuan snatched a slight move, and suddenly attacked Murong Bo's body and threw it at the attacking fist.

Almost in the blink of an eye.

The monk swept the floor and came two meters away from Qin Xuan. His thin arms were stretched out as much as a branch, but he never expected that Qin Xuan would do such a great unfair thing.

When he found out that it was his son Murong Bo's body blocking him.

He realized that all that he had done was to nothing.

"Bang!"

There was a light sound like a crack, and the sweeping monk's fist seemed to ignore time and space!

In an instant, he swept past the body and hit Qin Xuan's front of the Hungarians, shattering his upper clothes, but at this time he still lost nine points of strength.

Just when he was still stunned at Murong Bo, Qin Xuan's palm was already printed in front of him.

"die!"

With a shot, the true energy bursts out!

Bang!

The cocoons and walls of air laid by the invisible power of the sweeping monk were like a layer of thin paper.

Slap...

This sound continued to sound, and it was impossible to stop the palm of his hand from slapping on his heart in an instant.

boom!

Suddenly, the true energy, which seemed to explode, was scattered and wandering around!

Even at a distance of 100 meters, the blow still made everyone feel cold and a look of horror appeared on their faces.

When the true energy dissipated, he looked at the field and was stunned.

The two immediately passed by like a scattered geek.

They each took eight steps and stopped.

One white and one green, two figures.

I saw them standing opposite each other, all of them were bloodless.

"Donor, I didn't expect that I was young and had amazing strength!"

But when the monk sweeping the floor was missing a piece of clothing the size of a palm print in front of the Hungarians, the skin before and after was exposed.

"It seems that the flaws of that technique have been perfected after it fell into your hands!"

Qin Xuan smiled indifferently and shook his head, "I've been too proud, boy has a lot of ways to go."

Looking at Qin Xuan, he saw that all his clothes in front of him were broken, revealing his white skin as white as jade, exposed to the air.

There is also a faint fist print on it!

"puff!"

At this time, the sweeping monk shaking and shaking, and suddenly he raised his head and spewed out a mouthful of blood.

With a bang, he knelt on one knee on the ground, and could only support his body with his fist and lowered his head slightly.

Let the blood from the corner of his mouth overflow and fall to the ground tickingly.

From less to more... the loess quickly penetrated.

But his eyes looked at the corpse that was punched through his heart not far away, and a sadness flashed in his eyes.

That's his own child!

Despite his death, he still pierced his palm through his heart, and he could not die!

Then he looked up at Qin Xuan who was still standing there, but his face showed a look of hatred.

"Donor, why not be obsessed with it? Even if we break through the innate realm, we cannot escape death."

He suddenly remembered something and sighed again: "Life is like a flash of time, and it is mediocre. At most, hundreds of years, nothing can be let go. Why do you kill everything?"

What he asked was why Qin Xuan killed Murong Fu!

If it weren't for his voice transmission, maybe he wouldn't know until now, or maybe he wouldn't have taken action, even if Murong Bo died in front of him.

"It's not that I'll kill you, but you, Murong Bo, and even Murong Fu are always provoking major events in the martial arts world!"

"You know that the murderer Xiao Yuanshan is looking for is your son, but not only did you not stop him, but you deliberately indulged him in secretly learning Shaolin's unique skills. What is the purpose of? The purpose is to make him succeed in learning and to set off a bloody rain in the martial arts world in the future!"

"Maybe, we will continue to further provoke the war between the Liao and Song dynasties, and will benefit your Dayan's resumption of the country. There will be countless casualties and injuries at that time. Who should we seek to avenge this revenge?"

Qin Xuan looked coldly at the sweeping monk who was holding his hands on the ground and said, "Even if this time is not successful, what about your grandson Murong Fu? Based on his thoughts on restoring the country all day long, sooner or later, he will cause a lot of frame-ups and damage other people's families."

"Who should I seek to avenge this revenge?"

Listening to this, the sweeping monk opened his mouth.

But this time, no sound came out, only more blood was flowing down.

Qin Xuan's palm just now exuded a strange fist force, and that skill invaded his internal organs.

At this time, he had already spread all over his body, and he was almost injured and killed!

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"hehe……"

After a moment, the sweeping monk suddenly turned red.

Suddenly, he stretched his hands and sat cross-legged on the ground, clasped his hands and said, "Amitabha!"

At the same time, as the words "Buddha" have just fallen, the lingering sound of the word "Buddha" has not disappeared.

A ripples visible to the naked eye were circulating from the air, as if they were penetrated by the sky!

The huge sound made people who were surprised by one kilometer of surprise and were thrilled when they heard it, while some people with weak martial arts skills were even unable to stand firmly, and their true energy became restless involuntarily.

What a great Zen saying!

At this moment, all the martial arts heroes who were still in Shaolin Temple changed color.

Although I don’t know why, I was shocked by the vastness of my skills.

But the fact is, the Zen saying is over.

The sweeping monk lowered his head, and there was no movement for a long time, and he had no rest.

It turned out that this sound contained his lifelong skills, and it was a one-time scattering of his skills, just for the grand scene of the last sound, as if telling people.

Their Murong family's hope of restoring the country will never change!

Seeing this, Qin Xuan's face was also slightly moved!

What a terrible family of royal descendants!

With this thought alone, if you find a way, why worry about not being able to restore the country!
Chapter completed!