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Chapter 263 The disciple of the sweeping monk, the fist of the iron arm...the "female middle school Yao and Shun" who was alarmed?
"You can guess! I will come to you again..."

Xu Xin's figure slowly disappeared in front of Li Canghai. The noise of the fight just now was quite loud, and he might have attracted the attention of the imperial guards. Anyway, he heard some footsteps.

"Did this brat lure me out on purpose? I haven't left Bianliang for many years? I have no interest in dealing with those Jianghu troubles anymore, no matter what he does... But today's commotion is a bit big, so I'll go to Sister Zhou's place to take shelter first. Avoid, so as not to be stared at by that woman Gao Taotao..."

Li Canghai looked at the direction in which Xu Xin disappeared, and her expression changed several times, but in the end she did not chase him. Instead, she left the small courtyard where she lived and went to another inner garden Buddhist hall.

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Within the Bianliang Imperial City, Xu Xin was leisurely walking on a deserted path. The surrounding area was noisy, and many palace guards followed the sound, heading towards the place where he and Li Canghai had fought before.

But what is quite strange is that it is clear that he is very close to those people, but no one, including the so-called masters in the field, has found any trace of Xu Xin, as if he does not exist.

He affects the surrounding environment with his profound skills. His breath and footsteps are almost non-existent, and his sense of existence is reduced to the extreme. Ordinary people will ignore him even if they see him with their own eyes. Unless a top expert is in person, he will not be able to detect his whereabouts.

"Ok?"

Xu Xin stopped and suddenly looked up somewhere. His nose moved slightly and he smelled a very faint smell of blood and killing.

"Tread! Tread! Tread!"

A very weak but powerful footsteps sounded, as if they were stepping on Xu Xin's heart. The person who came was a person with advanced martial arts skills. I am afraid he would not be any weaker than Jiumo who had exerted his full combat power.

It is not surprising that there are such masters in the Song Dynasty court. After all, the Central Plains is surrounded by powerful enemies. If there are no masters who dominate the country, how can we stop the assassins who come and go.

But what surprised Xu Xin was that this person could actually find him. An innate person suddenly discovered his whereabouts, which made him a little surprised. Another guy with as much talent as Qiao Feng?
"Your Majesty, you broke into the palace in broad daylight and took action. Isn't it too disrespectful of Mr. Zhou?"

Xu Xin stood quietly and waited. The door of the alleyway in front was pushed open, and a man with a seven-foot tall head strode up to him.

This man in armor immediately looked at Xu Xin, who was standing quietly on the straight road. The two met each other's eyes, their sharp eyes looking at each other at the same time, their eyes colliding in the air.

"What's your name!"

Xu Xin stood with his hands behind his back. The man in front of him was wearing armor and holding a spear in his hand. The tip of the spear is black, the figure is tall and burly, and the face is somewhat resolute.

This is a very strong warrior, but he seems... depressed. The instructor of the 80-strong Forbidden Army sounds like he has a great reputation, but from the perspective of the court, he is just a low-ranking military attache.

"I am Zhou Tong! Who are you?"

Zhou Tong became vigilant the moment he saw Xu Xin. He was sure that Xu Xin was very strong and had probably broken through that level.

Xu Xin said: "Zhou Dong, you are very good. In a few years, at the age of Jiazi, you may be able to break through the innate realm and reach another world. However, you and the court are depressed, and it is of no use to martial arts. I advise you You'd better resign as soon as possible..."

"Resign? Zhou entered the court not for glory and wealth, but to serve his family and country!"

"Serve your family and country? It sounds really passionate... The officialdom of the Song Dynasty and the hundreds of officials in the temple haven't wiped out your spirit! It's very good!"

Xu Xin laughed, and then said: "I heard that you are Jintai's apprentice. How much of Jintai's boxing have you learned?"

"Your Majesty, you can try it yourself!" Zhou Tong said coldly. In his soft voice, countless flowers flashed in the air. Zhou Tong took the lead and rushed towards Xu Xin with the spear in his hand.

In just one breath, Zhou Tong arrived in front of Xu Xin. The iron gun in his hand suddenly trembled, and the gun head burst out with a dazzling silver light. There was only one gun head, but at that moment it transformed into a gun. Hundreds of gun heads.

The pear blossoms blooming all over the sky enveloped Xu Xin's whole body. He faced this gorgeous ball of gun flowers head-on, and his feeling was more obvious. He could see clearly that there were a total of [-] gun rays, aiming at [-] important points on his body.

Xu Xin was an old martial artist, so he naturally knew that this was Zhou Tong's powerful move to circulate his true energy. The spear tip flickered in and out, creating the illusion that one hundred and eight spears were fired in an instant. The faint force coming from the gun tip told him that every shot seemed to be real.

Zhou Tong stared at the motionless Xu Xin. Was the man in front of him frightened by his own tricks? He muttered a little in his heart, but had no intention of stopping.

Just when the tip of his spear was approaching three feet in front of Xu Xin, a green, red, and black light seemed to flash away. The one hundred and eight spears that Zhou Tong shook disappeared instantly. The iron spear seemed to be nailed to the wall, and he struggled to move forward. After moving half a foot, it finally stopped.

"Zhou Tong, you're not bad! It's worth waiting for you to see me here!"

Xu Xin said as he flicked his fingers in the air, and Zhou Tong's figure flew out in an instant. The iron gun dragged along the ground, and the falling sparks flew everywhere. A smoking black ravine stretched for more than ten feet. Zhou Tong's hands trembled when he landed on the ground. The iron gun seemed a little unsteady.

"Come on, go on!"

Xu Xin raised his hand towards Zhou Tong, and the aura on the latter's body changed. At this moment, he seemed to be a man and a gun, with the gun coming out like a dragon and moving like thunder. The weapon in his hand simply doesn't look like a spear, but like a peerless magic weapon that is unpredictable and has endless uses.

An iron spear in Zhou Tong's hand was sometimes a stick, sometimes a spear, sometimes a knife, sometimes a sword. It had simply integrated the power of eighteen kinds of weapons into one, revealing a unique charm of gunmanship.

This "iron arm" is dedicated to serving his family and country, but he can only serve as the penniless chief instructor of the 80-strong Forbidden Army in this capital city.

Naturally, he had anger, resentment, and depression in his heart. In today's hearty battle, this "iron arm" was rarely able to fully explode and bring out all he had learned. He felt extremely happy in his heart.

"Chong!"

Zhou Tong's iron spear was instantly shot away by Xu Xin, but his own aura reached its peak at this moment. He turned around with his carbine, and he threw the spear suddenly. The spear missed and shattered the palace wall, but Zhou Tong was unaware. I didn't care, I just punched with all my strength.

Jintai is known as the best in the world in boxing. Zhou Tong is his apprentice, nicknamed Iron Arm, and his strongest skills are naturally boxing and kicking. The skill of this punch that lasted for more than 30 years was shocking in an instant.

"Boom..."

The bright and gorgeous true energy collided violently in the void, followed by bang, bang, bang, bang and other random sounds. The palace wall and alleyway where Xu Xin and Zhou Tong met were instantly razed to the ground. The terrible movement shocked the imperial city.

"Boom!"

There was a final, earth-shattering sound that could be heard in most of the imperial city.

"what happened?"

In the palace, the now well-deserved ruler of the Zhao and Song dynasties, Empress Dowager Gao Taotao, who was touted as the "female queen of Yao and Shun", suddenly woke up from her bed, her face suddenly filled with panic.

(End of this chapter)