In the Sutra Library, Murong Bo's body lies on the ground, and the Shaolin Temple has treasured for hundreds of years is placed around it.

Su Qi clasped his hands together and asked the sweeping monk with a serious expression.

"I can ignore the fact that Xuanci was deceived by Murong Bo and attacked Xiao Yuanshan's family thirty years ago. But can the master know about Xuanci and Ye Erniang thirty years ago?"

The sweeping monk knew what Su Qi wanted to do as soon as he heard this.

Ye Erniang did everything she wanted to do, and she specialized in catching people and playing with children. After the game, she killed them at will, which made many families suffer.

It is obvious that Xuanci came forward and could have a high probability of stopping this matter, but Xuanci did not do it.

It would be fine if Xuanci was just an ordinary monk, but he was still a Shaolin abbot and was highly respected in the martial arts world.

Su Qi must have calculated this account to Xuan Ci.

In the eyes of the sweeping monk, although Su Qi seems to be reasonable, he is too murderous and has a very strong sense of "Ren Xia" - I talk about my reasoning, I think I'm right, so I did that. If you think I'm wrong, then fight again!

He has been in Shaolin Temple for so many years and has some feelings, otherwise the original plot would not have ended up stopping the chaos of many parties, and he also suppressed the heroes as a vaguely "the best master in the world".

Later, even though many martial arts people knew that Xuan Ci, as the abbot of Shaolin, had made a big mistake and died of torture, the reputation of Shaolin Temple increased instead of falling, making the heroes dare not make it again.

"Amitabha! Donor, when will the revenge be repaid?"

The sweeping monk wanted to persuade Su Qi, but Su Qi did not enter the oil and salt.

"I won't be able to get it done after I get avenge. So I usually avenge it on the spot and never delay it until the future."

He jumped out of the window and came to the Sutra Pavilion to meet the monks and Taoists who swept the floor.

"Since the master has something to think about, we have done one. If the master wins, I will naturally retreat."

"Amitabha! Donor, that little monk offended!"

The sweeping monk put down the broom in his hand and also came out of the window.

In the darkness, the sweeping monk opened his five fingers and attached it with a layer of internal force in air, as if he was carrying an invisible claw, and was inspiring.

The claws tore the air and made a hissing sound like a dragon's roar, coming towards Su Qi's chest.

One of Shaolin's seventy-two unique skills - Dragon Claw Hand!

From Dugu Qiubai, you can know how lonely the opponent is difficult to find.

When I met Su Qi today, the sixth sense of the sweeping monk realized that he was quite dangerous, and he was also a little happy to see the hunt.

"Good come!"

The dragon claws are strong and fierce, invincible, and extremely strong.

Then, Su Qi will use the eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms that are masculine in the world to fight!

A layer of purple divine light covered Su Qi's right palm. His thumb was pressed against his palm, and the other four fingers were gathered together and slapped at the sweeping monk who was killing from mid-air.

"Shocked Baili!"

"Ao!"

A purple dragon-shaped energy was photographed by Su Qi, illuminating the surroundings.

Su Qi's move was much louder than that of the monk who swept the floor. At the same time, this strange sound also alarmed the monks in Shaolin Temple.

"That location is - the Sutra Pavilion!"

"No, there is an enemy coming!"

Several monks of the Xuan generation were not far from here, and immediately put on their cassocks when they heard the sound.

Among them is Xuan Ci that Su Qi is looking for.

The sweeping monk here did not dare to take the initiative as hard as Xiao Feng when facing the dragon-shaped energy coming.

His voice was like a dragon, as if he was walking around a pillar, turning around in a rotating posture of pole dancing, and his five fingers pole-danced out like sharp claws, grabbing Su Qi's shoulder.

Su Qi covered himself with magic power and turned into a human-shaped purple light bulb.

When the claws of the sweeping monk touched the magic power, it was like a wooden stick hitting steel. At most, it could only penetrate half an inch, and even Su Qi's clothes could not be touched.

At the same time, Su Qi shook his left hand away, took half a step back with his right foot, grabbed the ground with his five fingers together, twisting his waist force, sweeping towards the chest of the sweeper like a long whip.

"The dragon swings its tail!"

Faced with Su Qi's attack, the sweeping monk was unable to avoid it in a hurry.

He increased his internal force output and formed a thick dragon-shaped claw that was one foot wide and thick, intending to resist.

Bang!

With a dull sound, Su Qi's magic power in his hand was as powerful as a bamboo shoot. He cut open the inner force of the sweeping monk and hit his right claw hard.

With a click, the two fingers of the sweeping monk showed irregular twists, and his bones were broken and his tendons were broken.

But at the same time, he took advantage of Su Qi's power to retreat several times, leaving two footprints on the stone road, and removing part of the force.

Otherwise, he would not only have a broken finger at this moment, but also suffer some serious internal injuries.

Just now, Su Qi's two moves were so powerful that they shook the fallen leaves on the surrounding trees.

The sweeping monk grabbed a fallen leaf, with a Bodhisattva-like smile on the corner of his mouth, and shot Su Qi with the force of his fingers to pick up the flower.

Su Qi calmly grabbed a fallen leaf, covered it with magic power, and threw it out in the same posture as the sweeping monk.

The fallen leaves shining with purple light from Su Qi easily cut open the fallen leaves of the sweeping monk.

The sweeping monk avoided the fallen leaves and sighed and clasped his hands together.

"Amitabha, the little monk was defeated."

At this time, Xuanci and the others also arrived.

They found a corpse on the road, and after seeing it, they found that it was Murong Bo who died more than 20 years ago!

Xuanci and a group of martial arts people were deceived by Murong Bo and hated him to death. If Murong Bo hadn't died suddenly, he would have to come to Yanziwu.

Now that I saw Murong Bo die again, I immediately realized that there was a ghost here.

Thinking of Murong Bo's identity, Xuan Ci guessed that he was likely to pretend to die and escape and secretly continued to work hard to restore the country.

My junior brother Xuanbei is highly likely to be killed by Murong Bo!

They came outside the Sutra Pavilion and watched Su Qi stand opposite the monk.

Su Qi, who was shining with light, looked like a normal person, turned around and asked the monks.

"Who is Abbot Xuanci?"

"Amitabha, I am Xuanci."

Xuanci held the Zen staff representing the abbot of Shaolin Temple in his hand, and was shocked and walked out.

"I wonder what the donor has done when he broke into my Shaolin Sutra Pavilion at night?"

"Just be you!"

Su Qi sneered and used his magic power to activate the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.

"Aoah!"

Accompanied by the dragon roar, eighteen purple dragon-shaped energy surged out from behind him, with a terrifying momentum!

Looking at Su Qi who was like a god and a demon, the monks were flustered.

This is the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms of the Beggars’ Sect? I’ve never heard of this set of palm techniques that can really beat eighteen dragons!

But I heard Su Qi say.

"Xuanci, I will kill you with Ye Erniang, are you quibbling?"

Xuanci was stunned.

The secret that had been hidden for decades was discovered, and he was at a loss for a moment and his expression changed slightly.

Seeing Su Qi's crazy and inconspicuous aura, he probably had more than enough strength to attack the entire Shaolin Temple. Xuan Ci sighed and slowly closed his eyes.

"Amitabha! I am so sinful and have nothing to say. Let's take the initiative."

Su Qi took a few steps forward and slapped Xuanci's head with a palm.

"I killed Ye Erniang in Dali a few days ago. You are faster on the road to the underworld, maybe you can catch up!"

"stop!"

Suddenly, Xiao Feng's teacher Xuan Kuo blocked Su Qi with a palm, and asked Xuan Ci in surprise.

"Senior brother, this?"

"Junior Brother Xuanku, I deserve this."

Xuan Ci sighed and handed the Zen Staff in her hand to Xuan Ku.
Chapter completed!