"It's really troublesome." Xuan Ku said with emotion, "Maybe this is fate, Your Excellency, make a move."

Xuan Ku looked at Lin Pingzhi resolutely.

Lin Pingzhi looked at Xuan Ku in puzzlement.

"You have been seriously injured. If you fight with me again, even the gods will not be able to save you."

Xuan Ku didn't speak, he clenched his fists tightly.

It is Shaolin Arhat Fist!

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"Master sent Zhishan away because he was afraid that I would kill him?"

Lin Pingzhi looked at Xuan Ku with a slight smile on his lips.

"Since your Excellency knows, why bother to ask more questions." Xuan Ku said decisively.

Lin Pingzhi admired Xuan Ku a lot.

He is not too restrained in Shaolin Temple.

"Thunder strikes a true filial son, and a rich man is cruel. The hemp rope is only picked at the fine point, and bad luck is only for the poor. Life only bullies the poor and poor, and Buddhism only helps the rich."

Lin Pingzhi looked at Xuan and smiled wryly.

"The master really shouldn't have devoted himself to Buddhism."

Listening to Lin Pingzhi's words, Xuan Ku fell into deep thought.

But he suddenly raised his head and looked at Lin Pingzhi.

"Your Excellency, why do you want to insult my Buddhist sect! Let's make a move!"

Xuan Ku let out a loud roar, clenched his fist and directly blasted towards Lin Pingzhi.

Lin Pingzhi neither backed down nor evaded.

He knew that Xuan Ku must die.

"Hey."

Lin Ping's Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm collided with Xuan Ku's Arhat Fist.

Xuan Ku's mouth overflowed with blood.

He fixed his gaze on Lin Pingzhi.

"I offended you, master." Lin Pingzhi cupped his fists towards Xuanku.

Xuanku's eyes gradually lost their luster.

After being wounded by Xiao Yuanshan, he forcibly breathed a sigh of relief.

Fighting against Lin Pingzhi now will completely overwhelm his body.

Xuan Ku died like this.

Lin Pingzhi knew that he couldn't stay here any longer.

Wait for Xuanci and the others to arrive.

If you want to go by yourself, I'm afraid it will be difficult!

"clatter!"

Lin Pingzhi stepped on his feet and left quickly.

He found a hidden place and held his breath.

His appearance also changed to that of the Demon Zunlou.

Anyway, Shaolin Temple has been offended.

Not afraid to offend a little deeper.

I remember that in the original book, Qiao Feng was misunderstood and then hid.

By accident, I met Ah Zhu who stole the Yi Jin Jing.

Perhaps in this Southern Shaolin, the Yi Jin Jing has become the Marrow Washing Jing.

But as long as you follow the development of the plot, you will definitely be able to find the marrow washing scripture.

It's just that this time, Ah Zhu must not be hurt by that bastard Xuan Ci.

Lin Pingzhi paid attention to Xuanku's door.

Soon Qiao Feng came.

Lin Pingzhi looked at Qiao Feng, and silently apologized in his heart: "I'm sorry, big brother, third brother can't help it either."

This was what Qiao Feng had to experience.

Ever since he saw Xiao Yuanshan, Lin Pingzhi knew it.

What happened to Qiao Feng must have happened again.

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