Martial arts world explorer

Chapter 217

Lin Xuan's scolding made Zhao Qiansun so ashamed that he had nothing to say, but this kind of person had the thickest skin, and his shame turned into anger in an instant, and he slapped Lin Xuan.

Those who did wrong things back then, Xuanci was the abbot of Shaolin with peace of mind. It’s okay to pick up a girl and give birth to a son. Life should not be too comfortable. Zhao Qiansun lived like a walking corpse. It’s okay to hook up with married junior sisters, and life is still good live.

Only monk Zhiguang cured illnesses, saved people, and made atonement for his own mistakes. At that time, a disease broke out in Zhejiang, Fujian, Guangdong, and Guangxi. All martial arts are lost.

Compared to Monk Zhiguang, Xuanci and Zhao Qiansun are really garbage among garbage.

Lin Xuan never relents when dealing with rubbish. His true energy was transformed into the true energy of the wedding dress, and his left hand turned red as if painted with cinnabar. Facing Zhao Qiansun's palm, he slapped it.

With a "snap", his palms collided, Lin Xuan remained motionless, Zhao Qiansun stepped back a few steps, and looked at Lin Xuan in horror.

With the hand of Da Ziyang, the fire power invaded the internal organs along the meridians of Zhao Qiansun's arm. Within five seconds, Zhao Qiansun fell to the ground and howled in pain. Cooked prawns.

Tan Po shouted: "Your Excellency has such a vicious method, I don't know whose descendant it is?"

"Because of that assassination, the prestige of the peace faction in the Liao Kingdom was greatly reduced. Although there were no large-scale wars, there were occasional wars against Caogu. Tens of thousands of people were killed or injured. Howling in despair? No, you group of righteous masters, martial arts seniors, have you ever cared about the safety of ordinary people!"

"The great heroes serve the country and the people, but you group of so-called heroes are all hypocritical, self-willed, self-reliant, self-respecting, don't ask right from wrong, talk about loyalty, filial piety, and selfishness behind your back, just you Such a person deserves to be called a hero?"

If there are any novels with the most hypocrites, Tianlong Babu is definitely on the list, and it can even be summed up as a group of hypocrites leading a mob to besiege people who think differently from them.

There are many ways to quickly recover skills, and fighting is the easiest one. Lin Xuan decided to make a big fight. He used to be a hero, but this time, Lin Xuan wanted to take the path of Shura.

Lin Xuan's mental age is not young, but he looks like a young man. How can those so-called heroes endure such scolding? , Let's start fighting!

Xiao Feng still had feelings for these people, he knew how to keep his strength in his shots, but Lin Xuan didn't care about anything, waved his knife, and three heads flew into the air, when he retracted the knife, a cassock slashed obliquely, splitting a person in half diagonally.

Stretching out his left hand, the Nine Yin Divine Claws were used to grab five holes in a person's head. With a flick of his finger, blood and brains shot out like bullets, killing three people.

In less than ten seconds, Lin Xuan killed eight people in a row, and he shot fiercely, killing with one blow, which frightened the mob.

Lin Xuan sneered and said, "Aren't you going to kill me? Come on, why don't you dare, come up!"

Tan Gong shouted: "Hugh is crazy, I will fight you!"

Tan Gong is short in stature, but his martial arts are really good. When his left palm is struck out, his right palm quickly follows him. When his left palm is retracted, it adds force to his right palm. This hand is called "Three Folded Waves of the Yangtze River". , is Tan Gong's housekeeping skill.

Lin Xuan sneered, Die Lianhua made a vertical slash, and the Fenchuan Duanhai Slash, which had been useless for a long time, became more and more violent under the blessing of the extremely violent Hunyuan Zhenqi, as if it really had the power of Fenchuan Duanhai.

Tan Gong's palm collapsed at the touch of a touch, and the saber qi continued, leaving a long gash on his right hand, the muscle turned out, and the blood was dripping, which was unspeakably miserable.

Lin Xuan shot, just one word, ruthless, simple and direct moves, no magic, but no matter who approached, they would be beheaded. Within 2 minutes of the battle, 30 people died under Lin Xuan's knife, Lin Xuan, Not to mention the wound, not even a trace of blood.

Lin Xuan killed happily, Xiao Feng, who could not bear to kill, also endured to the limit.

Xiao Feng's intelligence is not bad, he argues while fighting, he is articulate, and his words are mysterious and silent, but these martial arts masters are not as good-natured as Zaan players, they just play tricks if they can't be scolded, just blindly buckle hat.

A Khitan bastard on the left and a shameless villain on the right. In the end, when they met each other, they accidentally killed Kuai Dao Qi Liu.

Xuannan didn't even think about it and started throwing the blame: "Amitabha, you are so good! Qiao Feng, you have done a great crime!"

Xiao Feng said angrily: "I'll kill half of this person, and your two senior brothers will kill half of him together, how can it all be counted on my account?"

Can Xuan: "Amitabha, sin, sin, if you didn't harm others first, how could there be today's fight?"

Lin Xuandao: "I have said long ago that these people are self-willed and self-centered. They make mistakes, but they always blame others and argue with them. It is a waste of time. There are only knives and punches that make sense. rather than reason."

Xiao Feng said: "That's the case, brother Lin sees it clearly, killing one is killing, killing a hundred is killing, let's come together, everything will be counted on my account, so what?"

After speaking, he stretched out his hand and grabbed a steel knife, slashed left and right, and killed three people in the blink of an eye.

Seeing the blood, Xiao Feng's ferocious genes burst out, he punched and palmed suddenly with his left hand, and slashed horizontally and vertically with a steel knife with his right hand, like a mad tiger, unstoppable.

The whitewashed walls of Juxian Manor were covered with blood, blood, internal organs, and brains mixed together, turning this nice manor into a hell on earth.

Those who run around in the rivers and lakes have seen a lot of life and death, but they have never seen such killings.

Xiao Feng was crazy, like a mad tiger, like a ghost, slashing and killing from east to west, rushing violently, many masters stepped forward to fight, but he used faster, fiercer, more ruthless and more precise moves killed.

Lin Xuan is indifferent, with a knife in his hand, like a judge in the underworld, no matter who comes forward, he will be dealt with with one knife, this is not a knife, this is a judge's pen, the book of life and death, every time a knife is cut, a person's name will be drawn from the book of life and death Lost.

Looking up, flesh and blood are flying everywhere, human heads are rolling, and screams can be heard endlessly. It is a mob. No matter how they saw this horrible scene, at least half of them thought of running away.

Whether Xiao Feng is good or bad, Lin Xuan is good or bad, it has nothing to do with them, if he can escape with his life this time, he will never participate in any martial arts conference in his life.

Lin Xuan harvested life expressionlessly, surrounded by tens of hundreds of people, but without the slightest pressure, feeling upset, looked around, jumped up, in front of Xuannan and Xuanji, left palm, right knife, killing To the two Shaolin eminent monks.

(End of this chapter)