God of martial arts

　　I am a majestic Jinlun Fawang, and you kick me like a football. I am almost dead. It's okay, sister!

　　What made Jinlun Fawang even more speechless was how much Zhao Xuan hated him that he would concoct him like this?

　　"Made Jinlun Fawang, Li Mochou is my woman, if you dare to attack him, you must have such an awareness!"

　　Zhao Xuan said angrily, and kicked him hard again...

　　Jinlun Fawang's complexion changed drastically, and his heart was even more distressed. It turned out that all of this was just because he killed Li Mochou!

　　When the people around heard the words, their faces changed drastically, and they all wrote down a sentence, one thing can't be done in this life:

　　You must not attack Mr. Xuan's woman, otherwise it will be worse than Jinlun Fawang.

　　More importantly, Jinlun Fawang is a peerless master. He has practiced the Prajna Kungfu to the tenth level. He was kicked so many times by Zhao Xuan before he was fine.

　　If it were someone else, even a top expert, I'm afraid he would have died long ago.

　　In the distance, Li Mochou looked at Zhao Xuan and was very moved. Her pink and tender cheeks couldn't help showing a touch of rosiness, which was full of the shyness of a young girl!

　　Jin'er, Xiaonv and others were also very happy.

　　This shows that in Zhao Xuan's heart, they all have a supreme status.

　　But Lu Wushuang and Cheng Ying were extremely jealous, and Zhao Xuan just treated them as little girls...

　　And Guo Fu, who was beside Huang Rong, pouted even more, full of displeasure, and murmured: "So angry, so jealous."

　　Huang Rong shook her head and sighed.

　　Xiao Wu was even more angry, but there was nothing he could do.

　　The two of them are like this, they are clearly narrow-minded and have no skills!

　　"Remember, Jin Lun, if you attack my woman again, it will be difficult for you to die 4.1!"

　　Zhao Xuan said coldly, and kicked out again.

　　But this time Jinlun didn't fly upside down, but couldn't help covering his crotch, his face twisted in pain, and his face was hideous.

　　The sound of the eggs breaking was even more clearly heard by the people around.

　　Zhao Xuan smiled awkwardly: "Sorry, the kick missed."

　　Jinlun Fawang looked bitter: ...

　　The people around were speechless: ...

　　Mr. Xuan, you are no one else, you can miss even this, and the position you missed is too accurate, it is inhumane to directly let the Master of the State Teacher!

　　"Ahem, Jinlun, it's okay, you are a monk, you don't need that thing at all, maybe it can help you practice unrivaled magic skills, you really don't need to thank me for the effort!"

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　　PS: Bring some flowers to comfort the Jinlun Fawang who laid eggs all over the ground...

Chapter 89 Golden Wheel's Coffin Book

　　Zhao Xuan patted Jinlun Fawang on the shoulder, and said kindly.

　　"Thank you, sister!" Jinlun Fawang was so angry that his mouth was crooked, and he couldn't bear it anymore, and he directly covered his crotch and lay down on the ground, excruciating pain.

　　The whole body was in excruciating pain, and I don't know how many tendons and veins were broken. After all, every kick of Zhao Xuan used internal strength.

　　Zhao Xuan smiled faintly: "Golden Wheel Fawang, your Elephant Prajna skill is great, so this little injury must be completely fine, come on, let's fight again!"

　　puff!Another mouthful of blood spewed out, and Jinlun Fawang was about to explode with anger. He pointed at Zhao Xuan and said, "You..."

　　"Well, what?" Zhao Xuan asked with a smile.

　　Jinlun Fawang lay on the ground, waved his hands with difficulty, and said in a low voice, "I lost."

　　"What? You still want to fight?" Zhao Xuan smiled deliberately: "Okay, I'm here?"

　　Jin Lun's face changed drastically, and if he had another round, he would be completely useless, so he could only shout heartbreakingly: "I lost!"

　　"What? Lost like this? I haven't played well yet!" Zhao Xuan shook his head, as if full of displeasure.

　　Everyone couldn't help being dumbfounded, you've beat him up like this, you can't even stand up, and you still said you didn't start the fight!

　　This is fine, very fine.

　　Jinlun Fawang was completely speechless. Not only did he have endless hatred for Zhao Xuan in his heart, but he also had deep jealousy.

　　Everything he experienced today was like a nightmare, and he never wanted to experience it again in his life.

　　As for taking revenge on Zhao Xuan, after this time, he would need the courage to hate Zhao Xuan again!

　　"Forget it, your national teacher can't even stand up, you don't hurry up!" Zhao Xuan waved his hand.

　　Two Mongolian warriors in the distance immediately ran over and quickly supported Jinlun Fawang.

　　Zhao Xuan smiled faintly, his murderous intent was undisguised: "Jinlun, as I said before, if we meet again, you have to prepare the coffin book! I don't know if you are ready? Or you plan to go directly into the coffin!"

　　Jinlun Fawang's complexion became even uglier, he could only close his eyes, and pointed to his bosom.

　　The samurai on the side quickly reached out and took out a secret book.

　　King Jinlun looked at Zhao Xuan and nodded.

　　The warrior quickly handed it over with both hands, not daring to lift his head, for fear that Zhao Xuan would also kick him.

　　Today's scene of Zhao Xuan's tyranny of Jinlun Fawang completely shocked them.

　　"Dragon Elephant Wisdom Skill~~!" Zhao Xuan opened it to look, nodded, and calmly said:

　　"Well, it's not bad, okay, it's your coffin book. You go, and you'd better prepare the coffin book, or the coffin, before you go out for a walk next time!"

　　Jinlun Fawang nodded, and walked out with the support of two warriors.

　　It's just that his face became even more ugly. Fortunately, he had the cheat book with him, otherwise it would be difficult to leave today.

　　"From Xuanmen, keep two warriors to send Jinlun Fawang back, and kill all the others!" Zhao Xuan spoke again, his words indifferent.

　　Jinlun Fawang, who had just walked a few steps, changed his face drastically, but he didn't say a word, but instead endured the severe pain of the egg shattering on the ground, he quickened his pace.

　　He understood Zhao Xuan's principle, it would be good if a copy of Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu could buy his life, other people, no matter his disciples or Mongolian warriors, would come and go!

　　Mr. Xuan is so domineering.

　　The expressions of the Mongolian warriors changed drastically, and they drew out their scimitars to defend themselves.

　　But the elite disciples of Xuanmen killed them all with just one blow, and Xuanmen didn't hurt anyone!

　　The expression of the people in the Central Plains Wulin changed slightly, but they didn't say anything.

　　At this time, Guo Jing suddenly stepped forward, cupped his hands towards Zhao Xuan and said:

　　"Today, the heroes of Xuanmen defeated Mongolia, which saved our martial arts in the Central Plains from a catastrophe. Mr. Xuan is even the number one master of defeating Mongolia, the king of Mongolia, Jinlun Fawang. His martial arts are so advanced that Guo Jing sighs. Xuanmen these years Resisting Mongolia, defending the family and defending the country, the military exploits are illustrious, and everyone has seen it. I suggest that from today on, Mr. Xuan will be our martial arts leader. We heroes, follow the orders of Mr. Xuan, and cooperate with Xuanmen to drive out the Tartars and restore the Great War. Song Heshan! What do you guys think?"

　　Everyone nodded and agreed.

　　"That's right, Mr. Xuan is extremely talented, his martial arts are world-class, and he is most suitable for the leader of the martial arts world!"

　　"Yes, Mr. Xuan is the leader of the martial arts, we all obey!"

　　"I have always admired Mr. Xuan, the leader of the martial arts alliance. Except for Mr. Xuan, I don't accept anyone else!"

　　"There is Mr. Xuan, there is Xuanmen, our Great Song Dynasty is unbreakable. Our family and country are in danger, we sons and daughters of the rivers and lakes, we should put aside other grievances, and under the call of Mr. Xuan, fight against Mongolia and regain the lost land!"

　　……

　　Mr. Xuan was originally a legend in the Jianghu, but now he is the master of the Xuanmen, the prince of the Great Song Dynasty, and even defeated the number one master in Mongolia to save the martial arts in the Central Plains.

　　Therefore, no one has any objection to Mr. Xuan being the leader of the martial arts alliance.

　　But at this time, the Quanzhen Sect in the corner was talking about it.

　　Sun Buer whispered: "Senior brother, what should our Quanzhen sect do? This is the only chance to rectify our name!"

　　Qiu Chuji couldn't help shaking his head: "Mr. Xuan is in the limelight right now. If we make a move at this time, we will be enemies of the Jianghu in the Central Plains. This is inappropriate..."

　　"Senior brother, you are too worried. We attacked Yang Guo yesterday, and brought the Mongols here today. The Central Plains Wulin can no longer accommodate us. If we don't take this opportunity to expose Mr. Xuan's arrogance, our Quanzhen Sect will never recover! "

　　Liu Chuxuan sighed, and said: "Furthermore, the battle between Mr. Xuan and Imperial Master Jinlun today has consumed a lot of internal energy. I'm afraid there is not much left. It is a good opportunity for us to make a move!"

　　"Yes, yes!" Wang Chu nodded in agreement: "Senior brother, don't miss this opportunity and don't come back again, don't hesitate!"

　　"it is good!"

　　Qiu Chuji gritted his teeth, and said coldly, "Quanzhen refuses to accept it!"

　　The noisy crowd fell silent instantly, and everyone looked at it one after another.

　　I saw the Quanzhen Sect coming forward, led by Qiu Chuji and three new disciples, followed by some Quanzhen sects (Wang Hao), all standing with swords in their hands, with cold expressions on their faces.

　　Seeing the Quanzhen Sect come out suddenly, the Central Plains Wulin couldn't help but look ugly.

　　"Hmph! The Quanzhen sect fought against the Mongolian general Ha Toa yesterday, and today they brought the Mongols to harm the Central Plains martial arts. They have ulterior motives. I am afraid they have become the lackeys of the Mongolians! The Central Plains martial arts and Mongolian elections, why do you have the face to stand here?" here?"

　　"Yes, yes, a group of treacherous and traitorous defenders, what are you pretending to be! We, why don't we all fight together and keep them as our first battle against Mongolia!"

　　"That's a good idea. The guys from the province will continue to serve Mongolia and kill Zhongliang!"

　　……

　　Everyone's remarks changed the faces of the Quanzhen sect, but the four disciples of Quanzhen walked forward without changing their expressions.

　　"Mr. Xuan? Humph! What a dignified Mr. Xuan." Qiu Chuji couldn't help but sneer, with murderous intent. .

Chapter 90 The way of master and apprentice, oppressing the seven sons! (three more)

　　"Mr. Xuan, you have bullied our Quanzhen Sect and forcibly annexed our Quanzhen Sect's account. You should settle it today!" Qiu Chuji said again.

　　"What?" Everyone couldn't help but change their faces.

　　No matter what, it is a big deal to forcibly annex a great sect, let alone the world's largest~religion like Quanzhen Sect!

　　Even Xuanmen, if there is not enough reason, can't justify it.

　　For a time, people in the arena talked a lot.

　　Guo Jing's complexion changed slightly, and he couldn't help standing up and saying, "Reverend Qiu, your words are flickering, and you don't explain the whole story clearly, isn't it inappropriate?"

　　"Hmph! Guo Jing, back then my senior brother thought you were pitiful, and passed on your Quanzhen inner strength, right?" Liu Chuxuan snorted coldly.

　　Guo Jing nodded: "Guo Jing will never forget Daoist Ma's kindness in passing on his merits!"

　　"In this way, you can be regarded as a half-truth disciple. Today's matter is related to Quanzhen's life and death, and it is related to Quanzhen's reputation. As a Quanzhen disciple, it's fine if you don't try your best to protect it. Why do you want to help the evildoers?" Sun Buer pointed at Guo Jing , asked in a cold voice.

　　Sun Buer is Ma Yu's widow and Guo Jing's mistress. Guo Jing couldn't refute, so he was at a loss for words: "I..."

　　Zhao Xuan waved his hand, interrupted Guo Jing's words, and said with a sneer:

　　"Quanzhen Sect, why are you talking so much nonsense? Don't you want justice? I was able to give you justice five years ago, but I can still do it today. Let's fight!"

　　Zhao Xuan has this temper, if he refuses to accept, he will fight!

　　What are you talking about, let's talk after the battle!

　　"Since that's the case, then the Quanzhen Sect will learn from your Excellency!"

　　Qiu Chuji sneered, and laughed secretly in his heart: Mr. Xuan, although there are only four of our Quanzhen Seven Sons left, their innate skills are not what they used to be. No less than we were back then!

　　And you, a fierce battle with Jinlun Fawang, consumed a lot of internal energy, how can you be our opponent?

　　"Arrangement!"

　　In an instant, Qiu Chuji, Liu Chuxuan, Wang Chuyi, Sun Buer, and the three juniors Ma Ke, Mencius Zhou, and Zhang Hengyi all drew their swords and lined up.

　　The people around retreated one after another, not knowing the situation, and all talking about it.

　　"There are only four Quanzhen Seven Sons left, but there are three more substitutes!"

　　"No, no, there is a problem. I haven't seen you in five years. How did Qiu Chuji and others improve so much?"

　　"That's right, except for Qiu Chuji, everyone else was a top-notch master before, but now they are all top-notch masters! And Qiu Chuji has even reached the late stage of top-notch masters, and even a few juniors are also late-stage super-class masters!"

　　"Since when did the Quanzhen Sect become so powerful, there must be something wrong with it."

　　……

　　Everyone was talking about it, but the Quanzhen Seven Sons didn't care, they were all ready to go.

　　At this time, Jin'er and others all rushed over.