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Chapter 126: Seven monks passed away in a passionate battle, years of internal strength

“Well done!!”

Hong Chen couldn't help but yell.

Shocked by the sudden turn of fish jumping into the abyss!
The four styles of the Dragon Subduing Palm eliminated four invisible sword energies!

But there is still one more to go!
Hong Chen originally thought that it would be Master Ku Rong who had the strongest skills who would take over, so his eyes naturally fell on the other party. However, the person who made the move was not him!

Among the people watching the fight, a monk standing in the main hall suddenly raised his arm and extended his right ring finger.

Guan Chong sword!
The Six Meridians Divine Sword was extremely fast, and Hong Chen lost the initiative. He finally noticed the sword energy when it was almost reaching him.

Fortunately, his reaction was not slow. He used the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms to ride on the Six Dragons and destroy it.

It turns out that the Six Meridians Divine Sword really requires the joint efforts of six monks in the Tianlong Temple, and each of them has only mastered one meridian!

Hong Chen himself couldn't remember such details.

But he had no time to think about it, because the five monks who had just attacked had already adjusted their breathing and luck and attacked again, and the monk who had just stood quietly in the crowd also joined the battle, replacing the yellow-browed monk who was originally wandering around looking for an opportunity.

With the combined efforts of the six monks and the simultaneous use of the Six Meridians Divine Sword, the pressure Hong Chen faced suddenly increased.

The invisible sword energy can only be determined by the distortion of the air, but the six old monks are revolving around Hong Chen, and it is impossible to observe the position and angle of each sword energy in time with just the eyes.

At this time, listening to the strength and even the mysterious sensation come in handy.

After a brief fight, Hong Chen simply closed his eyes and replaced them with hearing and spiritual perception.

The six monks frowned upon seeing this and attacked faster and faster!

The six meridians of sword energy continued to flow continuously, and the sharp sound of breaking through the air became more and more rapid. The stone slabs, walls and even the golden Buddha enshrined in the hall were all hit with hideous holes by the sword energy that was dodged.

Correspondingly, Hong Chen naturally did not stop.

Riding six dragons at the time, dense clouds but no rain, loss leads to trust, dragons fighting in the wild, frost and ice coming, rams hitting the barren land, the dragon swings its tail... The arrogant dragon turns back and regrets, the flying dragon is in the sky, the dragon is seen in the field, the wild goose gradually lands on the land, the latent dragon is not used, it is good to cross the river, it comes suddenly...

Each move of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms is a first-class powerful kung fu when performed alone, but those who have not practiced the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms have no idea that the strongest move of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms is always when it is repeatedly repeated in battle.

It is probably the most suitable kung fu for group combat in the world.

Xiao Feng, who became a dragon by drawing water from Taihu Lake, becomes stronger with each battle.

This is because the essence of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms lies in the first move, "Kang Long You Hui", and the secret to "Kang Long You Hui" lies in "regret" rather than "Kang".

The excited real dragon rushed towards the sky, but no one knew how high the sky was and its strength had its limits, so one must know when to be too aggressive or there will be regrets.

Take out three points and keep seven points.

Small ripples can accumulate to become huge waves, and light breezes can accumulate to turn into a howling gale!

The red figure rose and fell, pushing his palms and changing his posture. The true energy attached to his body was condensed without dissipating, as if a real dragon was swaying and flying around him.

The fierce battlefield gave rise to even more violent and violent waves of energy. The Duan family members and monks from Tianlong Temple who were originally standing at the back of the hall had to withdraw from the back and face each other through the door.

Wang Yuyan and others who had retreated to the outside of the main gate earlier retreated dozens of steps at Duan Yanqing's reminder.

The blue stone slabs paved in the hall were shaking, the thick vermilion pillars were swaying, and the glazed tiles on the roof of the hall were shaking with crisp sounds.

Strong momentum and pressure continued to accumulate during the fight between the two sides!
only.

The six monks, with their lips tightly pursed, looked gradually solemn.

The more Hong Chen was beaten, the more he laughed, and the more he laughed, the wilder he became!
at last.

“Hahahaha! All of you… die!!”

Hong Chen roared, and no longer resisted the sword energy that was destroying the Six Meridians Divine Sword. Instead, he let go and welcomed it, instantly taking it into his body.

In just a moment, the Six Meridians Sword Qi circled in his body, and quickly grew stronger under the impetus of the Beiming True Qi. Finally, with the eighth move of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, it rushed out like a flood, shocking a hundred miles!
Revenge will always be a reward, and perfection will be achieved in the end!
next moment.

Everyone was shocked by the unprecedentedly violent and deafening dragon roar. Their heads were dizzy and their ears were buzzing, as if their souls had suddenly left their bodies, and their arms, legs and feet became limp and uncontrollable.

In front of the hall, Duan Yanqing immediately raised a crutch to support A-Bi, Wang Yuyan and the other three, while Ye Erniang, Yue Laosan and Zhong Wanchou behind him sat down on the ground.

At the end of the hall, Duan Yu fainted, Dao Baifeng fell down, Duan Zhengchun bleed again, Duan Zhengming turned pale. Most of the other monks also fainted, and no one was left standing.

In the main hall, under the impact of the mighty energy, the six old monks who each pointed out a finger had their Qi flow suddenly interrupted or even reversed. Except for Master Ku Rong who had deep internal strength, the other five monks all had blood coming out of all seven orifices in an instant, and looked terrible.

The six monks were knocked over without any resistance by the purple dragon accompanied by the Six Meridians Divine Sword, and they crashed into the golden Buddha, pillars or walls in all directions.

Zilong hit the golden Buddha head-on, causing it to explode instantly, sending gold nuggets flying everywhere.

The six monks fell to the ground, blood gushing out of them, their faces as pale as gold paper.

Hong Chen stood firmly on his feet, his clothes fluttering, and although he was breathing heavily, he had a smile on his face.

He reached out his hand to capture the dragon, and the six monks returned to his front, some sitting and some lying down.

Grasping the heads of the two old monks with both hands, he looked at one of them and asked, "Your skills are not bad, please leave a Dharma name."

The old monk raised his heavy eyelids and said, "I am... Ben, Benchen, puff..." and then he vomited blood again.

"Okay, Benchen, I'll remember you."

After he finished speaking, Hong Chen activated the Bei Ming Divine Art and quickly absorbed their internal energy.

The invisible wind swirled from bottom to top and gathered on Hong Chen's surface.

Seeing this scene, Master Ku Rong's pupils suddenly shrank, but at this time he had completely lost the strength to resist.

In a blink of an eye, the internal energy of the two old monks, nearly a hundred years in total, entered their bodies. As soon as he let go, the two old monks fell to the ground and did not move.

Hong Chen hurriedly grabbed two more people, fearing that they would die too quickly.

Master Ku Rong, who was left at the end while absorbing the inner energy, wiped the blood from his mouth and said, "Can you spare Duan?"

"Master, you should know that I originally thought about killing them."

Master Kuruo smiled bitterly and shook his head: "After all, I made a mistake and lost everything." With shaking hands, he took out a scripture from his arms and handed it to Hong Chen tremblingly.

"This is the manual of the Six Meridians Divine Sword. It begins with One Yang Finger, followed by the Six Meridians Sword Technique. Now it is handed over to you as promised. The death of this poor monk and my fellow disciples today is all our own fault and has nothing to do with you. From now on, whenever the Duan family meets you and Miss Wang, they will stay away from them. I hope that you will be magnanimous and no longer care about Duan's breach of contract." After he finished speaking, he slowly lowered his head.

Hong Chen looked at the Six Meridians Divine Sword Manual and thought as more than a hundred years of skills entered his body.

The two old monks fell to the ground. He took the Six Meridians Divine Sword Manual and said, "You can escape the death penalty, but you can't escape the punishment of living. Otherwise, there may be revenge in the future. Such endless fighting and intensified hatred are not what the master wants."

"Donor, what you said makes sense. Let's do this." "Okay, I agree." As he said that, he placed his hands on the heads of the last Master Ku Rong and Abbot Ben Yin.

The two old monks chanted Buddhist mantras softly, closed their eyes and went to death peacefully.

After a while, when Hong Chen withdrew his hand, the two monks' energy was cut off.

Then he suddenly stretched out his hand, and captured the yellow-browed monk who had retreated to the back of the hall.

"Huang Mei, you don't think you are okay, do you?"

"Amitabha." Huang Mei sighed and closed his eyes.

Hong Chen absorbed all the internal energy from his body, but his injuries were not serious so he did not die on the spot. Hong Chen had no choice but to kill him with a palm.

At this moment, he frowned unconsciously, and his whole body felt a little uncomfortable.

The seven old monks have a combined internal strength of over three hundred and fifty years concentrated in one body.

Hong Chen felt like an inflated balloon at this moment. Not only could he float up at any time, but he was also likely to explode suddenly.

With both hands lightly lifted and pressed in front of the chest, the surging internal energy calmed down a little.

"Did you hear what Master Ku Rong just said?"

Turning his head, Hong Chen looked towards the back of the hall, where Duan Zhengming was sitting in a wheelchair, crying sadly.

Duan Zhengming wiped away his tears after hearing this and said, "I heard it. I wonder how you are going to deal with us?"

"It's hard to say what to do with them. After all, they have already exchanged their lives for yours. Call them all in. This place won't collapse for a while."

Turning back, he waved to A-Bi.

The little maid immediately ran in with a smile on her face, and helped him open the wine gourd in advance.

Hong Chen took it, tilted his head back and took a few big gulps. The medicinal power in the wine dissipated, and part of the internal force he absorbed accelerated the transformation and fusion with his own internal force. The vast majority of the other internal force was guided by him and injected into the Heavenly Eye, and the feeling of bloating gradually weakened.

Everyone entered the hall with different expressions.

Hong Chen's eyes swept over them.

Duan Zhengming hung his head and said nothing. Duan Zhengchun and Dao Baifeng looked anxiously at Duan Yu who had not yet woken up.

Suddenly, Hong Chen laughed.

"You guys, half of your bodies are in the government, and half of your bodies are in the martial arts world. I think today you should have a better understanding of the so-called martial arts world?"

Duan Zhengming sighed deeply: "In the past, I only heard that once you enter the martial arts world, you have no choice. Today I know that this is true." As he said this, he glanced at Duan Yu.

Hong Chen smiled and said, "Don't worry, since I promised Master Ku Rong just now, I will not break the contract. In the future, I probably won't come to Dali again, but I have a few friends who are still involved with Dali, and I hope to resolve this matter today."

Duan Zhengming was confused when he heard this, but he could only nod obediently.

"Dao Baifeng."

When Hong Chen called out, Princess Zhennan, who was holding her son, trembled suddenly. She hugged Duan Yu tightly in her arms and looked at him with vigilance and fear.

"I am sorry for offending you just now. I hope you will forgive me." As soon as she opened her mouth, she lowered her head.

Hong Chen shook his head slightly and pointed at the bodies of the six old monks: "It doesn't matter. Someone has already paid for your sin with his life, right?"

Suddenly, the eyes of the three of them dimmed.

Hong Chen smiled and asked, "You said that the Duan royal family has to branch out and expand, which is a heavy responsibility. Then why didn't you change the Baiyi tradition in the past because of the heavy responsibility and let Prince Duan marry more women to enrich the palace? I'm very curious, why do you have the nerve to say such things to me?"

Dao Baifeng gritted his teeth, lowered his head and said nothing.

"Isn't the princess a very eloquent person? Why aren't you talking now?"

Dao Baifeng continued to remain silent.

Hong Chen stared at her for a few seconds, but found her boring. He immediately lost interest in teasing her, so he changed the subject.

"How about you tell the truth yourself?"

Dao Baifeng frowned, raised his head slightly, his eyes full of confusion.

Hong Chen did not look at her again, but looked at Duan Zhengchun: "Gan Baobao, Qin Hongmian, Ruan Xingzhu, Kang Min, and... Li Qingluo, are you familiar with them?"

As he read out the name, the shock on Duan Zhengchun's face became more and more intense, and his chest rose and fell unconsciously.

When Mu Wanqing heard the name Qin Hongmian, her eyes widened.

Wang Yuyan, who also heard her mother's name, couldn't help but cover her mouth in surprise.

Zhong Wanchou looked like a clown only when he heard his wife's name, and his eyes seemed to want to eat Duan Zhengchun alive.

Ah Bi turned her gentle eyes and looked at this and that, and finally looked at the purse on Hong Chen's waist: Is it not polite to eat melon seeds now...

Facing Hong Chen's half-smiley eyes, Duan Zhengchun stared in disbelief and said, "You, how could you..."

"How do I know?" Hong Chen smiled. "I met you and Qin Hongmian decades ago. Of course, I investigated the others."

"Young Master..." Mu Wanqing and Wang Yuyan spoke at the same time behind them.

Hong Chen turned around: "Don't worry, you will know soon..."

Before he finished speaking, they, together with A-Bi, pointed at Hong Chen's brow and exclaimed in unison.

"Sir, you..."

It was because, when Hong Chen just spoke, a small but very dazzling lightning suddenly burst out from between his eyebrows.

It was fleeting, like an illusion.

Just when they thought they were seeing things, the lightning suddenly struck again, and it was no longer just one bolt, but more and more.

The interweaving thunders were dense and made a crackling sound.

The shapes they form are like...

one eye.

　I almost forgot, what a sin
　　
　
(End of this chapter)