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"Donor, you!"

But after the sweeping monk saw Murong Bo's death, he could no longer hide his anger.

shuh...

The dust under the feet is automatic without wind, and a domineering momentum is surging outwards one after another!

Holy crap, is this the legendary air of pretense? !

Seeing the big change in momentum, the corner of the clothes that Wufeng automatically fluttered, Qin Xuan secretly complained in his heart.

But seeing the sweeping monk's mouth, he immediately shouted angrily: "God has the virtue of good life, and it is not impossible to spare Murong Bo's life! And why do you want to kill again, benefactor?"

"Humph!"

Qin Xuan heard the words, glanced at him, and the corner of his mouth raised a hint of contempt.

At this time, the sweeping monk didn't look like a godly monk. He thought about the possibility of guessing before, and he believed it a little more.

This sweeper.

Sure enough, there is a close, yet unknown relationship with Murong Bo!

Otherwise, why would he take action at this time? After all, he has concealed his identity in Shaolin Temple for many years!

"I want Murong Bo's life, can't you stop me? Of course you can stop me."

Qin Xuan snorted angrily and said coldly: "Then I will ask the Emperor of Song Dynasty as the future heir of the Duan clan of Dali for instructions, suspecting that your Shaolin Temple and Murong Bo are colluding with the intention of rebelling and subverting the great Song Dynasty. Now you Shaolin Temple still want to protect you. Murong Bo, the rebel?"

As he said that, he also inspired an aura of arrogance, which was even worse than the aura of the sweeping monk at the moment!

"You are... a matter of the arena!"

At this time, he felt that the sweeping god monk, who was not weaker than his imposing manner, changed his face slightly.

However, he couldn't help muttering Buddhist verses in his mouth, and his momentum gradually weakened!

Yes, he was scared too!

ps: But is he really afraid?Mu Yuan won't tell you! .

Chapter 127 Battle, battle, battle! (Third!)

That is true.

What kind of exercises Qin Xuan is practicing, and how many years of True Qi is stored in his body.

No matter from any point of view, it is much stronger than the sweeping monk in front of him.

Not hard, but soft!

"Amitabha, the so-called planting melons reaps melons, planting beans reaps beans, stop, stop, stop!"

The floor-sweeping monk's face suddenly returned to normal, and he bowed slightly and said, "The old monk is also from the Shaolin Temple.

These words were spoken in a calm and calm tone, as if they were not talking about Murong Bo's life or death.

I saw that in his tone, it was as if he was talking about things in a normal way, and Lala was ordinary.

Qin Xuan smiled lightly, it should have been a little violent to stimulate him, otherwise it would be difficult to do it!

"Hehe, you thought I didn't know that you were Murong Bo's father under my feet. You really thought I was blind! Besides, your grandson of Murong Fu was killed by me as well!"

A sound transmission was passed into the ears of the floor-sweeping monk, and he immediately exclaimed subconsciously: "How did you know... Amitabha is an old monk!"

Qin Xuan heard the words and raised his eyebrows slightly.

No, is this old monk really so tolerant?

The people present had the lowest strength and the super-first-class realm. Faced with the seemingly eminent monk, the sweeping monk suddenly changed his face, and he couldn't help but wonder why this eminent monk did this.

As the saying goes, where there is no sound, there is thunder.

Although the Sweeping Monk's tone was flat as usual, the determination, decisiveness, and determination in it was unquestionable. 140

At this moment, the Sweeping Monk seemed to have a convincing atmosphere, as if anyone who listened to his words would not have the slightest suspicion.

Just when Qin Xuan felt the same way in his heart, all the hairs on his body suddenly stood up.

not good!

As the so-called small sneak attack, the old sneak attack, I didn't expect the older one to sneak attack!

This old and immortal old turtle king!

Qin Xuan didn't have time to think about it, and in the next second, he used his body-protecting infuriating energy.

The strongest defense!

Beiming body protection, reappears!

However, he saw the sweeping monk stretched out his index and middle fingers, and immediately attacked Qin Xuan's waist, as fast as a meteor fell.

And his face at the moment still changed, very hideous!

Join the fingers!

With a bang, it was blocked by the almost invincible Beiming bodyguard and bounced away.