Bad People Started as an Undercover Xuanming Sect

Chapter 45 Chapter 45

Zhang Yuanqing crawled away from the ground in embarrassment, and in the next second a warm and fragrant nephrite threw himself into his arms, his chest was soon wet with tears.

The general was crying, and punched his chest vigorously with his fist.

But after a few hits, the general suddenly raised his face, and Lihua, who was crying with rain on his pretty face, said in a muffled voice, "Why did you become so hard, it made my hands swell from the beating."

Zhang Yuanqing was about to speak, a pair of white and tender hands groped up and down, and pressed the minister's ears to his chest.

"Why don't you have a heartbeat?"

The general looked like he had seen a ghost, which made Zhang Yuanqing smile.

"This is a puppet I made, so there is no heartbeat."

Hearing that it was a puppet, Jiangchen's face gradually showed intense interest, and he tore off Zhang Yuanqing's clothes and began to examine it boldly.

"Come on, follow me into the house."

...

Taiyuan Tongwen Museum.

The dead bodies everywhere indicate that a tragic battle has just taken place here.

Above the Ten Thousand Snakes Gu Pool, Zhang Yuanqing's puppet pinched Li Cunxiao's Tianling Gai, exerting force with five fingers continuously, the huge force made the veins on his head bulge, his face was distorted, and he was in unbearable pain.

At this time, all the masters of the Shizi Gate in Tongwen Hall fell to the ground, their expressions were sluggish, and they suffered serious internal injuries.

"stop!"

Li Siyuan dragged a nearly useless arm, stood up and stopped him.

Zhang Yuanqing turned his head and looked, Li Siyuan's originally cold and solemn Buddha face was dripping with blood, his big ears were red and swollen as if someone had severely kneaded him, and he looked more and more embarrassed.

"As I said, line up if you want to die, and you will be next."

Li Siyuan's face sank when he heard this, his long and narrow eyes showed a bit of fear.

This person's skill is far above the great heaven, his muscles and bones are cast like steel, and his strength is infinite. Who is this person?

Li Siyuan was thinking about it, but he couldn't figure out when Tongwenguan provoked such a master.

One person overthrew the entire Tongwen Museum without any damage, such a terrifying combat power is unparalleled in the world, even Li Cunxiao, who is known as "the most fierce in the world", can't do three tricks in his hands.

Just when Zhang Yuanqing was about to crush Li Cunxiao's head, a pale human skull smashed into the air.

Zhang Yuanqing's eyes were fixed, and he secretly thought that a powerful character came, and then he threw Li Cunxiao down the snake cave, and caught the skull with one hand.

"boom--"

Zhang Yuanqing totally disregarded the internal energy carried on the skull, and squeezed it into fine powder with five fingers.

I saw a one-eyed old man with white hair slowly coming in a wheelchair.

"Long time no see, Prince Jin."

Li Keyong frowned slightly, and said in a deep voice: "Your Excellency recognizes this king, but this king has never met you."

"Your Excellency came to my Tongwen Museum alone to kill, and you don't want to give an explanation?"

"Explanation? Hahahaha, you are so old, how can you still say such childish things?"

Zhang Yuanqing laughed out loud, not taking Li Keyong seriously.

Li Ke secretly winked at Li Siyuan, signaling him to take the rest of the Shizimen sect masters away first.

Zhang Yuanqing naturally didn't care about his little tricks, because he was waiting for Li Keyong.

"Li Keyong, why is your leg limping? Was it interrupted by someone sneaking around, or... pretending."

Zhang Yuanqing was less than seven feet in front of Li Keyong in an instant, and stood condescendingly looking down at him, the humiliation in his words was self-evident.

After years of forbearance, Li Ke has long been unable to show his emotions and anger, and he doesn't care about Zhang Yuanqing's thoughts at all.

"Your Excellency humiliated me so much, do you want to stay here forever for me to take care of?"

At this time, outside the Tongwen Museum, the army of the Jin State was surrounded, waiting for Li Keyong to order Zhang Yuanqing to die without a place to bury him.

Zhang Yuanqing sneered, and said: "You have so many filial sons in the Tongwenguan, why don't you worry about no one to take care of you? King Jin is really getting more and more confused the more he lives."

"I heard that you have a magical art for suppressing religion in Tongwen Hall, called the most holy Qiankun art, can you show me it?"

As Zhang Yuanqing spoke, his gaze swept to Li Siyuan and the others behind Li Keyong, revealing his murderous intent.

There is a look that Li Ke will kill if he doesn't hand over the most holy Qiankun skills.

Naked threats, forcing him to submit with tyrannical force.

"Your Excellency's martial arts are superb, why bother to covet the martial arts of my Tong Wen Guan, since you want it, then take it."

After finishing speaking, Li Ke took out a secret book from his arms, suddenly a cold light appeared in his eyes, and he threw it out with a burst of strength.

The secret book was infiltrated by Li Ke's internal energy, and it would be shattered if he was not careful. Zhang Yuan knew that Li Keyong would not give up easily, Yun Gong used his internal energy to dissolve it, and held it in his hand.

While Zhang Yuanqing vacated to grab the secret book, Li Keyong stood up from the ground and slammed out a palm with his strong internal force.

The internal force is pure and mellow, the strength is extremely strong, and the true energy is like a thunderbolt, and it is as hot as a fire.

A palm might have the strength of a thousand catties, and it was firmly imprinted on Zhang Yuanqing's chest.

"boom--"

Zhang Yuanqing's puppet body was overwhelmed and was sent flying, knocking down a building.

Zhang Yuanqing didn't want to stay for a long time after he succeeded.

This puppet had reached its limit, and was almost crippled by Li Ke's palm, so he took off with his strength and fled away.

"Prince Jin, see you in the future."

Li Siyuan took the opportunity to step forward and greeted with concern: "Father, you..."

"No problem."

Li Keyong fell back on the wheelchair, his fleshy palms turned blue-purple, but a few meridians were injured by the terrifying hard qigong of his body.

"Unexpectedly, that person is just a puppet, no wonder he is still alive and kicking after receiving my palm."

After this battle, the vitality of the Tongwen Museum was severely damaged, and Li Keyong also said that he would retreat again, and handed over all the affairs of the Tongwen Museum to Li Siyuan.

However, Zhang Yuanqing's puppet body, which was refined with the incomplete version of the secret method of the altar of soldiers and monsters, was cracked inch by inch. Li Ke's inner strength has reached the state of perfection. It won't be long.

But there is still time.

The puppet quickly flipped through the secret book of "The Most Holy Qiankun Kungfu", and after repeated confirmation, Zhang Yuanqing, who was far away in Wandu Cave, firmly remembered it in his heart.

The secret book disappeared immediately and turned into nothing.

And the puppet finally collapsed, its body shriveled visible to the naked eye, and poisonous blood flowed out from its body, turning the soil under its body into highly poisonous scorched earth.

Thousands of poisonous caves thousands of miles away.

Zhang Yuanqing's eyes had double pupils, and there was a divine light in his eyes.

On the stone wall in front of him, the heart formula of the most holy Qiankun Gong was carved with internal force, and the route of Qi and Yungong was engraved one by one.

"It's time to retreat."

"But before retreating, one troublesome matter has to be resolved."

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Bianliang, the chief rudder of Xuanmingjiao.

In the gloomy underground palace, there are only a few lamps emitting a dim light. The place is empty and silent, exuding a gloomy feeling, like being in the underworld.

Step~step~
The crutch hit the ground and made a loud noise.

Granny Meng walked up to Zhu Yougui with a cane in her hand, and bowed slightly.

"Underworld."

"What's the matter, Meng Po?"

Zhu Yougui's sharp and ear-piercing voice came, and he turned to face Po Meng, with a cold aura exuding from his evil face.

"Yesterday, there was news from Jianghu that a mysterious master in black robes raided the Tongwen Museum and severely wounded all the masters in the Tongwen Museum with one person's power. Do we want to..."

Hearing this, Zhu Yougui's eyes shot out a bright light, and he burst out laughing.

Seeing the enemy suffer is far more enjoyable than getting better.

"Pass my order, the major branches of the Xuanming Sect will set off immediately to occupy the territory under the gate of Tongwen Hall, there must be no mistakes."

Granny Meng bowed slightly, "Yes."

(End of this chapter)