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Chapter 232.
How strong was Murong Bo? He could be considered a martial arts master.If he wants to leave, look at everyone present.Except for Xuan Huan, no one can be kept, not even Qiao Feng, who becomes stronger when he encounters the strong.

However, not only did Murong Bo's skills suffer, but he was also accompanied by Murong Fu, who was known as "the oil bottle".Just as the father and son jumped up five feet and flew across the sky, a beautiful figure fell from the sky.

The bright red petals transformed by the true energy floated down like a hundred flowers in full bloom.The surging palm power also had a heavy aura like solid stone. Just by casually and simply pushing out the palms with skin as thick as mutton fat, Murong and his son, who were already in shock, were forced back.

Xuan Huan sneered: "I want to leave, have you left yet?"

It was not only Wu Xingyun who recovered his real body through free and unfettered energy, but also Li Canghai, the great master of martial arts, who was ready to go and hid in the dark.

The Shaolin War must be the most magnificent decisive battle in the world in the past hundred years.

In other words, regardless of life or death, this battle will definitely affect future generations for hundreds of years.How could Li Canghai and Wu Xingyun be wrong? Besides, even if they didn't come, the "crazy devil" would not let them go easily for the sake of immortality.

vomit--

Murong Bo also lost most of his skill and energy due to the direct attack from the martial arts master.How could Xiao Yuanshan be merciful with the deep hatred of his beloved wife and the half-life pain of his family being ruined?

With the mighty great vajra's palm strength and the mysterious and unmistakable guidance, Xiao Yuanshan has already obtained the essence of the Buddhist vajra subduing demon magic skill.

"father--"

"The emperor—"

Under the painful shouts and gazes of Murong Fu and his retainers, Xiao Yuanshan broke Murong Bo's Dantian in less than fifty moves.The energy accumulated through decades of hard training immediately turned into a mirror, and he completely became a useless person!
Xiao Yuanshan doesn’t know how to kill people!

Of course not. The hatred of killing his wife and destroying his family could not be easily settled with death.

Xiao Yuanshan always remembered what Xuan Huan said. Compared with the painful punishment of the body, the torture of the mind can really hurt people's hearts.Without torturing him properly, how could Xiao Yuanshan let him die easily and be freed.

Did Qiao Feng kill anyone?

Of course, Murong's retainers were not at fault, and the guards were loyal to the Murong family.Facing these people, Qiao Feng would not easily commit murder.

Xuan Huan looked at the people who still wanted to resist, and wantonly vented his killing intent in his heart, saying: "These thieves who have harmed the country and the people, brother benevolence and righteousness can't kill them, so let me do it!"

"No!" Seeing Xuan Huan's murderous intention, Wang Yuyan, who was loyal to love, immediately rushed forward to block the pale Murong Fu.

Wang Yuyan is the true love in Duan Yu's heart, and this love gradually turns into obsession.Now that the fantasy murderous intention was overwhelming, Duan Yu immediately stopped him: "Buddha Emperor, don't hurt Miss Wang!"

Xuan Huan curled up his lips with a disdainful sneer and said: "Prince Duan, for the sake of Dali Kingdom, the Duan family, the Six Meridians Divine Sword and the Kurong Divine Art, if you want to save people, hurry up!"

Duan Yu knew that the Murong family would definitely die today, and looked at Xuan Huan's decisive and ruthless expression.Whoever dares to stop today, he dares to be an enemy.

Duan Yu, knowing that the situation was irreversible, stepped forward slightly and took down Wang Yuyan.After tapping the acupuncture points all over her body, she took her to the Dali Kingdom's team.

hold head high--

The magnificent roar of the dragon roared with all its heart and vented its anger.The sonic booming hundred-li style in the subduing dragon palm technique is the most powerful palm technique, the palm force is surging and turbulent, and the thrust of the mysterious double palm is the palm force of endless killing intent.

The powerful combat power of the martial arts master, coupled with the fierce and unparalleled dragon subduing palm power in the world, killed four Murong family ministers and nearly a hundred personal guards on the spot with one blow.

Although Murong Fu had no worries about his life because of his true energy protecting his body.But at this moment, Dantian was also destroyed, following in the footsteps of Murong Bo.

The bones were lying on the ground and the remaining limbs were broken into pieces. The scene looked extremely bloody!
"Amitabha!"

Accompanied by Wang Yuyan's painful sobs, the Shaolin Temple, stained with murder and blood, could only chant the Buddha's name in unison.

No one expected that things in the world would be so unpredictable, let alone that the Shaolin Conference would undergo major changes one after another.

It's a pity that things haven't been understood yet, and the fantasy suddenly stepped out.The originally gentle aura around him suddenly became as hot as fire, just like the sudden transition between extremely cold ice and hot magma.

Every time he takes a step, the fantasy momentum becomes stronger.

When the tenth step stepped onto the ground, the huge fighting spirit seemed to stir up the wind and rain in the world, and the fighting spirit steaming all over his body exuded unstoppable power.

"Hey! All the people you want are here, and some of them have been beaten to death. Why don't you show up yet?"

The words spoken by Xuan Huan used the lion's roar technique, and the sound was thick and overlapping, covering the entire Shaolin Temple.Just when everyone had doubts and didn't know what Xuanhuan wanted to do, they only heard the same sigh from Shaolin Temple, which seemed to contain the most vicissitudes of life in the world.

Following the sound of pushing the door open, an old figure was seen walking out of the Shaolin Temple.His face was wrinkled like chicken skin, and his expression was very kind and gentle.He was holding a bamboo broom in his hand and was wearing a monk's robe as blue as the sea.

"Amitabha!"

The sweeping monk looked miserable and looked at Murong and his son, who had lost all their martial arts and now looked decadent and pale.He then looked up at Xiao Yuanshan, who looked angry, and Qiao Feng, who looked confused, and finally turned to Xuan Huan and said, "When will the grudges end? Why bother?"

"What you say is better than what you sing, so why do you bother?"

Xuan Huan curled his lips in disdain, then raised his foot and kicked his foot, the now half-dead Murong Bo said: "Hey! It's just abolished his martial arts, it's already very merciful. If you want to eat while it's still fresh, It should come in a hurry!"

"what!"

"This old monk eats people!"

"Hey, what the hell is your Shaolin Temple doing!"

As soon as Xuan Huan finished speaking, the martial arts heroes present all exclaimed.Anyone who understands fantasy knows that he has a very upright character and an honest way of doing things.

Since fantasy said this, it must have happened!
"Amitabha"

Not to mention the martial arts heroes, even the Shaolin Temple was surprised.Unexpectedly, Xuan Ku, who had just taken over as abbot, would immediately receive a hot potato in his hands.After reciting the Buddha's name with a sad expression, Xuanku looked at the old monk who remained silent and had a compassionate expression. He could only ask Xuanhuan: "Junior brother, you are the one who initiated this matter. You want to know the right and wrong." Make it clear!"

Unexpectedly, Xuan Huan changed his voice and saluted Xuan Ku respectfully: "Uncle Emperor, why do you still hide your identity at this stage? Is it true that the identity of the Zhao family of the Song Dynasty really disgusts you so much? ?"

wow——

As Xuan Huan opened his mouth and burst out, everyone was immediately surprised.Unexpectedly, Xuan Ku, who had always had a low-key personality, was actually a prince from the Zhao royal family, and was even one generation higher than Xuan Huan, the former Prince of the East Palace.

From the meaning of Xuan Huan's words, it is not difficult to see that he has an attitude of solving everything today. In desperation, Xuan Huan smiled bitterly and said: "Since he is a monk, he has lost everything. How can there be any emperor uncle? Now there is only The mysterious suffering of Shaolin!"

Faced with Xuan Ku's remarks, Xuan Huan neither affirmed nor denied. He smiled and said with emotion: "In order to suppress the national destiny of the Song Dynasty, the emperor has worked hard for decades to practice Buddhism and pray for blessings. Thank you for your hard work!"

Xuan Ku didn't pay too much attention, but asked with doubt: "When did you find out!"

"Since I have the ability to observe luck, my eyes can naturally see through the distinction between monks and royals. Since the discovery of the death of Taizu, the national destiny of the Song Dynasty has gradually declined. I have been searching the palace books since I was a child, and then I discovered some clues. There are giant The python is constantly devouring the destiny of the country, and there is a black hand secretly controlling the world. The reason why the country of the Song Dynasty can still be stable is that there are people who must have sacrificed behind it."

"The emperor thinks that with my methods and profound scheming. As the former crown prince, I have six leaders in the East Palace, as well as elite flying tiger cavalry to assist me. Once a coup is launched, it will definitely be thunderous. Do you think I might be able to do it?" Failed?"

Xuan Ku thought about it seriously, and really couldn't think of the reason for Xuan Huan's failure: "So you deliberately took the opportunity to escape, self-exile to practice martial arts, and train your majesty today for the sake of today's situation!"

"My luck has never been in a hundred years. It can be said that most of the luck of the royal family of the Song Dynasty is gathered on me. If I had become the emperor back then, the Song Dynasty would definitely recreate the prosperous dynasty."

"But after the prosperous age, it will inevitably decline. For the sake of the people of the world, I can only give up changing the throne so that my Song Dynasty can last for a hundred years. Besides, my thoughts are wild and I don't want to be an emperor anymore. Xiao Chenzi has a good momentum! "

"Ha ha--"

Since the emperor enjoys the supreme power of life and death, he has to shoulder these countless burdens.Unless you want to be like your fantasy father, a foolish king who is greedy for pleasure but not enterprising.Otherwise, it will be a busy day and night with government affairs. How can it be compared to the joy of playing the harp and playing the harp in a carefree world!
Fortunately, Xuan Ku and Xuan Huan are from the same clan but have different fates. Emperor Wen of the Song Dynasty is a heroic and heroic emperor.

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