The Golden Retriever Lion King of Wuxia

Cheng Kun did not speak, rolled his eyes, he sensed that the situation was not good, and he was hesitating whether to fight with Xie Xun, anyway, stay in Qingshan, what he is best at is strategizing, not afraid that there will be no chance in the future.

Thinking of this, Cheng Kun turned around and was about to escape, Xie Xun’s figure flashed, and instantly blocked in front of him, “Why is it so urgent, don’t you want to test my current martial arts, just like when you were under your door, you would check my martial arts progress every day, I have always been very grateful to this day.” ”

“Thunderbolt Fist!”

Xie Xun’s hands seemed to have grown hundreds of arms, each arm was the authentic thunderbolt fist used, the fist was fierce, endless, and the sky was full of fist shadows.

“Bang~”

Cheng Kun was thrown heavily to the ground, and his whole face was beaten to the point of blue nose and swollen face.

“Since your heart is dead and you can never return to the master I respected before, what is the point of you still living in a shell?”

“It’s better for me, an apprentice, to settle all grievances!”

“Thunderbolt Fist!”

Xie Xun once again threw out his fist in the sky, treating Cheng Kun like a sandbag, and from this side, he hit the other side abruptly and fell heavily to the ground.

Cheng Kun’s cheeks were swollen high, but he still had a playful smile, which looked extremely terrifying.

Xie Xun was a little surprised in his heart, this Cheng Kun had received so many punches from himself, he had only suffered some skin injuries, not even a trace of internal injuries, let alone killed him, except for being able to beat him around like a human flesh sandbag, it could not produce any substantial damage at all.

“Shaolin Shengong iron cloth shirt.”

It seems that he Chengkun can make Yangding Tian’s life and death unknown, and it is inseparable from the help of Shaolin Temple to him, I am afraid that the three most powerful monks of the Shaolin Temple have all been invited by him.

In the original work, Cheng Kun encouraged the three monks of Shaolin Temple to duel with Yangdingtian, among which Due, was also ruined by Yangdingtian, resulting in the three monks being defeated, sitting in the back mountain of Shaolin Temple for thirty years of dry meditation, vowing to improve their skills before going to Yangdingtian to take revenge.

Xie Xun grabbed Cheng Kun and said lightly: “It seems that you have worshiped the Shaolin Temple’s Empty Seeing God Monk as a teacher, and learned his iron cloth shirt divine skill.” ”

“Do you think that if you have an iron cloth shirt to protect your body, I can’t kill you, you have already reviewed the power of the Thunderbolt Fist, so come and review the progress of my phantom yin finger!”

Xie Xun raised his finger, and a cold inner strength flowed from his dantian to his fingertips.

“Stop!”

“Bold people, dare to make trouble here”

Groups of Mongol soldiers surrounded the entire area with hundreds of bows and arrows, brushed up with arrows with cold light, and aimed at Xie Xun, full of endless killing intent.

Xie Xun turned his head and glanced at Chen Youcheng beside a Mongolian general, looking at Xie Xun and Cheng Kun who were surrounded in the center indifferently.

“It turned out to be a Mongolian officer and soldier, it seems that you have joined the Shaolin Temple and also defected to the Mongolian Tatar.”

“When dealing with Yang Ding Tian, I am afraid that there is no help from the Shaolin Temple and the Mongolian Tatar.”

Cheng Kun smiled and said in a disdainful tone: “I’m just gathering all my strength to deal with the evil and shameless Ming Sect, but it’s a pity that my beloved junior sister still died after all, and cheapened the old immortal demon head of Yangdingtian.” ”

“Drop the arrow!”

The Mongolian general gave an order, so that he would not care what Cheng Kun was still in Xie Xun’s hands, and the cooperation with Cheng Kun was just to take what they needed, and if Cheng Kun had no use value, he could give up at any time.

Even Chen Youshu, Cheng Kun’s newly accepted apprentice, looked at all this coldly, and did not worry about his master’s life at all, it was so ruthless and senseless.

So ruthless and unrighteous people are always able to get together and smell the same thing.

Thousands of arrows shot over, and Xie Xun did not dare to be careless, and directly threw Cheng Kun on the ground, leaving him to fend for himself.

“Flame Lion Roar Shockwave!”

Xie Xun was covered in golden flames, like an angry and mad lion, majestically watching the arrows flying towards him.

Countless arrows with cold light grew larger and larger in his pupils, almost shooting through his eyes.

“Roar~”

Xie Xun took a deep breath, and a deafening roar broke the silence of the entire town.

With the shock wave of flames, with Xie Xun as the center, it spread in all directions.

The arrows that originally flew towards Xie Xun all changed directions, carrying flames, and swung in all directions at a faster speed.

After the flames and fierce winds rage, all the surrounding buildings were destroyed, and the sea of fire in the sky was like a hell on earth.

Not only did a large number of Mongolian soldiers die, but even those onlookers and ordinary people were implicated.

The dead and the wounded, the wails, curses, fears, and grief, played a symphony of hell.

And Xie Xun is the devil who created this hell, he covered his heart, stepped over a charred corpse, and his vision became blurred.

Listening to his heartbeat beating faster and faster, dragging his body that was poisoned by the golden silkworm and became heavier and heavier, at this moment, it seemed to enter a strange and familiar world, because it was incompatible with this world, and was forgotten by everyone in this world.

“Bang~”

A group of people dressed in coarse cloth and armed with various weapons pushed away one obstacle after another and cleared a passage.

Hundreds of people surrounded Xie Xun in unison and knelt down on one knee in front of Xie Xun.

“Ming Sect disciple Zhu Yuanzhang!”

“Ming Sect disciple Xu Da!”

“Ming Sect disciple Tang He!”

“……”

“See the Golden Retriever Lion King of the Ming Sect!”

Zhu Yuanzhang’s face was very hated, his face was full of fierce images, but his eyes were shining, and he arched his hand at Xie Xun and said, “Sorry King Xie, we are late!” ”

“How did you know I was here?” Xie Xun’s face was pale, but his eyes still exuded an unyielding will to die. _

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