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214 Seven wounds and one blow

Thinking of this, Murong Fu stepped forward and attacked him.

Seeing this, Zhang Wuji walked through the place where the two of them were fighting in three or two steps, stopped Murong Fu and said in a deep voice: "Don't take action, my adoptive father can kill this beast."

"Why do you have this trouble?!" Murong Fu was puzzled by this "stupid" theory and was suddenly shocked, "Another..."

At this moment, suddenly, Wen Chengkun laughed: "Okay, okay, thank you for giving me a way out!"

Zhang Wuji was blocking the south, and he made a way for Murong Fu to block this.

Cheng Kun smiled and ran towards Zhengnan.

"Not good!" Zhang Wuji slapped his head, only hating himself for being stupid.

"Where can you run!!!" Xie Xun chased after him angrily, but he was still blind. Cheng Kun had already thrown some hidden weapons to implicate him on the ground. Xie Xun accidentally stepped on it, and his foot was poisoned and hurt. He staggered, and he was about to let Cheng Kun escape.

Mr. Xie never thought that at this point, he could still be humiliated. For a moment, he was filled with sadness and hatred and roared to the sky.

"Ao—"

The lion's roar was blown up without any effort, and even the Shaolin monks in the distance were frightened.

Cheng Kun held his breath and focused his mind, not caring about it. According to his internal skills, this kind of skill would be difficult to hurt him at all, but he always had to resist the exercises. This resistance was slowed down. He simply turned around and used the volume of the lion's roar to cover it and turned around and fired a hidden weapon.

Although Xie Xun could not see the eyes and could not hear the sound of the hidden weapon at this time, his facial features were unprecedentedly effective. He had already felt that little force, and the hidden weapon shot straight into his mouth.

The Lion King felt so hatred. Cheng Kun obviously knew that he could detect the hidden weapon. He was forcing him to shut up and get out of it.

Cheng Kun wants him to do this, but he doesn't.

Xie Xun blocked the hidden weapon with one arm. With the pain, the lion's roar exploded even more.

"Disciple, you are still like this." Seeing that he was desperate, Cheng Kun had to turn around and continue to run away.

Just as I was so proud, I suddenly heard it-

The wind is loud!

"Get back!"

The black iron heavy sword swept across the sword surface, mixed with a sea-like internal force swept directly into Cheng Kun's chest.

Fang Xian's body movements were extremely fast and weird, even Cheng Kun could not find out.

Cheng Kun squirted out blood in one mouthful of blood, and his whole body was smashed back. He felt his chest was very stuffy, and his sternum seemed to have begun to squeak.

His body flew back like a deflated balloon, only looking at Tian Boguang fiercely.

Fang Xian was prepared at the moment when Murong Fu moved. He let Yue Buqun go before, and making such a mistake would be stupid. In the battle of Shaolin, he didn't care about the life or death of the monks, and just stared at Cheng Kun.

Xie Xun was worried that he would not be able to catch up with Cheng Kun, and at this moment he suddenly heard the sound of the wind.

The wind is loud and the sound of the wind is so clear that it is the most clear in Mr. Xie’s ears.

"Good come!!!" Xie Xun roared wildly.

He stopped the lion roar and turned his internal strength. He gathered his lifelong "anger" into a punch, and the thunder was unstoppable!

Cheng Kun had already realized the power of tyranny behind him. He could have turned around and blocked him, but now that things have come, it would be better to have a happy time.

He closed his eyes and felt a relief.

Xie Xun's veins bulged, and the single fist seemed to be about to explode: "Parents, wife and children, Master Yang, Fan Youzeng, and the girl from the Yang family." There are millions of dead soldiers in the Ming Cult, I will count you all!!!"

This punch is mixed with too much.

Xie Xun's single fist was full of new and old hatreds, resentment, and the cause and effect of guilt, and it hit Cheng Kun's back. The punch that was thrusting away from the mountains and rivers was not a sound. Cheng Kun's momentum was stopped and the scene was stagnant.

After a while, Cheng Kun's body shook seven times. Every time he shook, he would spur a mouthful of blood.

Xie Xun's expression was calm. The Lion King spent half his life committing countless sins and finally got over. The Lion King's brows gradually sootheed, and he could finally let go of what he should have put down. His whole body became soft, and the strength that had been firm for a long time was finally released.

He seemed to have grown a few decades in an instant, and looked like an ordinary old man, without that sharpness.

"Entertainment Father!!!" Zhang Wuji knew what was going on, so he hurried over to support Xie Xun, "Why are you doing this? Why use the Seven Killing Fist!"

"Seven Injury Fist" is an ancient book obtained by Xie Xun when he was walking in the world. The human body has yin and yang energy, metal, wood, water, fire, earth and five elements. One practice is seven injuries, and all seven injuries are injured. The so-called Seven Injury Fist is to harm others but not benefit oneself. If you want to hurt others, you must first hurt yourself.

When Xie Xun was chasing Cheng Kun, he was anxious and knew that his martial arts skills were not as good as Cheng Kun. He practiced the Seven Injury Fist when his internal strength had not reached that level, which created a double secret injury to his body and mind.

At this time, he could have used other methods to kill Cheng Kun, but he used this trick of burning both jade and stone.

Xie Xun spoke very slowly and seemed very old: "Wuji, my kung fu is all my kung fu. It was this kung fu that almost made me become the leader... cough... so that Cheng Kun destroyed my sect. And I myself was also irritated, pretending to be Cheng Kun, venting my anger in the world, killing innocent people indiscriminately, and trying to seduce him out, which eventually turned into a big mistake..."

"This time, I'm talking about all my life learning has been with him. These skills have harmed others and myself. At this time, the grudges have been over, and I have no desire for anything in my life, and I can no longer use these."

"Entertainment Father..." Zhang Wuji was anxious and wanted to help Xie Xun heal his wounds. He stroked his chest with one palm. However, his heart was cold when he lit up. Xie Xun no longer had any internal strength.

"Ah..." Zhang Wuji sighed. Since this is the case, it is also a kind of redemption for his adopted father's sins.

Fang Xian walked step by step, looking at Cheng Kun who was like a pool of rotten meat and breathing for the last breath.

He slapped Cheng Kun's chest with one hand, causing him to vomit out another mouthful of black blood.

With the internal force exploring, Cheng Kun was also as angry as a slept. Xie Xun's move almost destroyed his internal organs. Although Cheng Kun still had a breath, he probably couldn't last for an hour.

Fang Xian naturally showed no mercy. He sucked all the remaining internal force of Cheng Kun with one palm, making him unable to use his internal force to guard the organs, and let him have enough of the piercing pain.

Cheng Kun moaned, feeling the pain like a knife cut in his body. Feeling the failure of his internal organs, heart, liver, lungs and spleen. He looked at Fang Xian fiercely and laughed dryly: "So that's it. With this skill, no wonder you are not afraid of my phantom Yin finger."

Now that things have come, Fang Xian doesn't want to talk to him, so he just said coldly: "Where is Yu Yan?"

"You will see her soon, that's a gift tailor-made for you!" Cheng Kun grinned, then coughed again, vomiting more blood.

"It is important to know that you offended a lot of people." Fang Xian also stared at Cheng Kun. "If you explain everything, I can give you some fun. Otherwise... there are many people outside who wish you could eat your meat and drink your blood."

Cheng Kun shook his head: "It's useless to explain it, everything has begun."

“What’s the beginning?”

"You will know after that."

Fang Xian could no longer bear his mysterious style before his death, and he no longer said anything more. He carried this piece of rotten meat like a dead body and walked step by step towards Shaolin Academy.

"Mr. Xie, you and his Qiu Qing are here, I'll take this person away."

Xie Xun did not object at the moment.

The other three people also followed Fang Xian to the main courtyard.

The fight in Shaolin Academy has ended. Blood flows all over the ground.

There were countless monks everywhere, and there were only a dozen living people left in the big Shaolin. Only those who could be named as the name were Kong Wen and Sandu. If it weren't for the efforts of the Wudang people to help, there would be no monks in Shaolin.

Kong Wen was controlled by Zhang Sanfeng. He stared at Shaolin's blood river and was almost collapsed. Sandu still had not woken up.

Yang Xiao didn't get a trace of blood on his body. Although he killed the most fiercely, his body was the cleanest. He stood in front of Zhang Sanfeng and wiped the Holy Fire Order.

"Zhang Zhenren, things have come to this point, and I don't think there is no need to leave a living anymore." Yang Xiao was finally a leader and his plan was very serious. "If you leave a living, you will leave a feud. In the future, these bald donkeys will join forces with other sects to fight back. I am naturally not afraid of the Ming Cult, but the Wudang Sect is chivalrous first, and I will not be able to bear to kill at that time, and I may be in trouble."

"Yes, things have come to this point, so don't leave any living." Yin Tianzheng also walked in a broad way. In this battle, countless resentful souls were desperate under his eagle claws. "Zhang Zhenren, such a grudge is probably not solved. Now it's better to burn it with fire to avoid trouble in the future. The Ming Cult will take full control of this matter, so as not to let Wudang get the talk and dirty the hands of the real person at that time."

Zhang Sanfeng smiled bitterly. Although these Ming Cults were bloodthirsty, they were all heroes who dared to act. At this time, they couldn't help feeling relieved.

"The Shaolin Abbot is just blinded by Cheng Kun. I believe that Master Kongwen can see the whole story clearly in the end and kill, so let's stop here." Zhang Sanfeng looked back at Kongwen, who was dazed. "Xie Xun just roared a few times, and I guess he had already caught Yuanzhen, so he could just come over and face it."

Kong Wen's soul is not at stake, and at this time he doesn't know whether what he should say is true or false. After all, Shaolin's decline and shame are already established facts.

Fang Xian dragged Cheng Kun to the corner of the yard and pointed to the humanity inside.

"Did you see that if I let you live, they will cut off your flesh piece by piece."

Cheng Kun smiled and didn't say anything.

"I'll give you another last chance, where is Yuyan?" Fang Xian picked up Cheng Kun and asked the last time "I'll be honest, I can kill you at this time to avoid you suffering any more."

Cheng Kun had a blank expression on his face: "If I die, you will die too. I can tell you that the show has just begun. The more you are, the more ruthless you are, the more ruthless you are. If you obediently surrendered in the Sutra Pavilion, you may not have to be injured. But if I die, Shaoshi Mountain will be bleeding tonight."

"It's already blood flowing like a river." A killing intention flashed through Fang Xian's eyes. "This is all the evil you have done, the evil those old monks have done. Do you say it or not?"

Cheng Kun raised his head and smiled and said, "I have never seen any girl. This is Shaolin. How can I hide a woman? Tian Boguang, you are always smart."

"Nonsense!" Fang Xian's eyes were red and he said angrily, "Yu Yan must be here, absolutely here!"

"Hahahaha-you think you are smart every step, and you will never be buried today! I will die as much as I am! Hahaha!"

"Crazy." Fang Xianzhi couldn't ask any more, so he threw Cheng Kun into the compound.

Yang Xiao and others turned their heads and saw him right away...!~!
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