After ten years of cold window, you told me it was Zongwu?

"Abbot, can Shaolin Xuanbei place an order in the temple recently?"

The abbot was just an ordinary monk, although there were many martial arts masters in the procession, he had never seen such a scene before, and his face turned pale with fright.

"You want to harm Master Xuan Bei?"

Su Leng snorted: "I ask you to answer, don't challenge my patience. Otherwise, I will burn down your temple with a fire."

The abbot's expression changed: "Master Xuan Bei placed an order in the temple yesterday, don't be fooled, Master Xuan Bei is an eminent monk in Shaolin, with superb martial arts."

"I don't need to bother you." With a casual finger, he clicked on the abbot's sleeping point, and then slipped out of the temple and went outside.

"Let's go in quietly later, and don't show off."

Mei Jian and others said softly, "Yes."

Under the leadership of Su Han, a group of people entered the temple with ease.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and the sky darkened.

Room.

After the fast meal, Xuan Bei was about to do evening class when he suddenly felt dizzy and secretly thought something was wrong.

"Someone poisoned."

Just as he was about to lift his breath to suppress the poison, he felt a strong wind blowing. Just as he was about to raise his hand, he felt that the other party had already touched his body. His eyes darkened, and he fell to the ground with a plop.

"Master Xuanbei, let me wrong you first."

Su Han's figure was revealed, he didn't give Xuan Bei a second look, he threw it under the bed, blew out the lights, and waited quietly.

"I hope Murong Bo will come tonight. Otherwise, I don't want to wait for him for a few days!".

11 counts as exhaustive strategy, supreme foundation success! (ask for flowers and ask for evaluation tickets)

The night is getting darker, and the surrounding fields are silent.

Just when Su Han was about to give up, a slight voice sounded.

Whoa!

The next moment, the roof broke open, and a figure came quickly, with a strong palm, directly hitting the bed.

Choke!

At this moment, cold stars bloom in the darkness, as if eternal.

Murong Bo was shocked.

At this time, he was in mid-air, his old energy was exhausted, and his new energy was not born. How could he expect someone to sneak attack?

This is a trick against the old man!

With a heartbeat, he flipped his palm and hit Han Xing.

However, in a hurry, only [-]% to [-]% of the original [-]% strength was left.

A blow from the grandmaster is no small matter.

Even if there is only [-]% or [-]% left, it is still very powerful.

Su Han didn't dare to be careless in his heart, the sword in his hand was condensed into a sword, and stabbed directly at its vital point.

Under the blessing of Fortune Ancient Jade, at this moment, his vision has been greatly strengthened.

Time seemed to slow down, frame by frame, giving him many opportunities.

puff!

Time seems to be a long time, but in fact, the change is only a moment.

The next moment, Murong Bo was stabbed in the chest, and a bloody light suddenly appeared.

What made him even more uncomfortable was that there was a sense of numbness coming from the wound.

"mean!"

Cursing secretly, he hastily suppressed the toxin with his innate zhenqi, and without seeking merit, he hit Su Han several times in a row, and the powerful palm wind hit Su Han's face directly.

Seeing that Su Han's state is not very advanced, he is about to bring up his skills and shoot him to death.

Suddenly my heart moved, and I found that there was a long breath under the bed, and several breaths passed away in a flash outside the meditation room.

"Not good! This is a conspiracy against the old man!"

Since he was scheming against Shaolin Xuanbei, he naturally thought that it was Shaolin's trick to lure the snake out of the hole.

Su Han is just a bait on the surface. Once he is negligent, the Shaolin masters in ambush will take the opportunity to attack.

On the surface, Xuan Bei came, but what Shaolin masters came secretly?

In my imagination, this Shenjie Temple is already a dragon's pond and a tiger's den.

Murong Bo's heart and mind were all shaken, how dare he love to fight?

His back slammed into the wall, and with a bang, a big hole was directly broken in the masonry wall.

His figure is like electricity, and he is about to hide in the darkness.

"what……"

The next moment, a scream sounded.

Su Han rushed out of the room, and saw Murong Bo fell on the ground, unable to move, looking over with cold eyes.

If sight could kill, Su Han would have been hacked to pieces.

"A poisonous needle was actually stuck in the wall!" Murong Bo snorted coldly, "I have already been tricked, and the eminent monks of Shaolin haven't come out yet. Hehe, I didn't expect that the famous Shaolin sect would use poison in secret, it's really ridiculous."

"There are no senior monks from Shaolin." Su Han chuckled, "Everything is just scheming."

After clapping their hands, the four-sword attendant jumped down from under the treetops.

"The young master has a clever plan, although this man's martial arts is high, he still fell for it." Mei Jian praised.

Su Han smiled and said, "Thanks to the poison in the palace, otherwise, I wouldn't be able to find the poison that can temporarily restrain the master master."

It was the poison from Vulture Palace that gave him the courage to plot against masters.

As he spoke, his body suddenly popped out, like a phantom, his fingers touched Murong Bo's body for more than ten times, completely sealing his acupuncture points.

After doing this, quickly back away.

It was not until it was confirmed that there was no problem, that they moved closer again, the sword was unsheathed, and the cold light flickered.

When he retracted his sword and stood up, Murong Bo's hands and feet had already been cut off, even if he has supernatural abilities, he still can't use them.

"you……"

Even though Murong Bo has been in the rivers and lakes for many years, he has never seen Su Han act like this.

Cutting people into sticks at every turn, even the Demon Sect would not do this!

"Senior, forgive me!"

Although he said apologetic words, there was no apology in Su Han's words, he moved closer, and put his palm on Murong Bo's dantian.

"The Great Law of Transformation!"

Murong Bo exclaimed in surprise, then he felt the real energy in his dantian venting wildly, he quickly concentrated his energy and tried to stop the venting.

However, he was seriously injured and poisoned at this time, how could he resist the devouring power of Beiming Divine Art?

But in a short time, the whole person has aged a lot, and even the light in his eyes has gradually lost.

When it was time for a cup of tea, the last trace of true energy disappeared from Murong Bo's body, he stared angrily, and died from the exhaustion.

"Murong Bo, you have announced your death to Jiang Hu long ago, and I'm just an adult." Su Han sighed and looked aside, "What does Master Xuan Bei think?"

After the words fell, the sound of Lai Lai sounded, and an old monk came out.

"Amitabha, benefactor Su is very ruthless."

Su Han laughed loudly: "Master, I'm overwhelmed. Compared with Murong Bo, my skills may not be worth mentioning. By the way, Master, I saved your life. I don't know if I can thank you!"

Xuan Bei's expression froze.

It never occurred to him that the person in front of him was so thick-skinned that he would even ask him for a gift after plotting against him.

"The benefactor has profound martial arts skills, so I think he doesn't like this little thing on the poor monk."

Su Han laughed: "Master is hypocritical, so forget it if you don't want to. Forget it, since Master is awake, Murong Bo's body will be handed over to you!"

After the words fell, he performed lightness kung fu and disappeared into the night. Four Swordsmen naturally followed closely behind and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Amitabha, this person is ruthless, arrogant and unscrupulous, and the world has become troubled from now on."

Staring fixedly at the night, after a long time, Xuan Bei became emotional and called the monks in the temple to collect Murong Bo's body.

the other side.

Su Han circled around, returned to the temple, ordered a few people to protect the Dharma, and then began to refine Murong Bo's innate qi.

In later generations, netizens rated Murong Bo as one of the Four Heavenly Dragons.

This person's skill is naturally no small matter, compared to Duan Yanqing, it is more than 01:30 points stronger, and it was not until dawn that Su Han tamed his skill.

At this time, he had already had 50 years of innate qi in the sea of ​​qi in his body, and his zhenqi was soaring with a wave of his hand.

However, he didn't miss it at all, and went straight to use his mental method to refine the remaining six strange scriptures.

As time went by, the Yang Wei Meridian, the Yin Wei Meridian, the Yang Qiao Meridian, the Yin Qiao Meridian, the Ren Meridian, and the Du Meridian successively refined and transformed from a narrow stream to an incomparably wide river.

However, after refining the remaining six meridians, nine out of ten of Murong Bo's innate zhenqi have been removed, and there are not many left.

Since the meridian is strong, his physical strength has naturally increased, which has been greatly improved.

Su Han sensed it carefully, and found that the strength of his physical body had increased several times, and his strength was tens of thousands of catties, which was no less than that of a congenital primary master who specialized in physical body.

"With this foundation, the future road will be open."

With emotion, he was about to leave, when he heard footsteps sounding, gradually going away.

With a movement in his heart, he performed Lingbo microsteps, and within a few breaths he rushed to the highest place in the temple.

As far as the eye can see, it goes directly to the outside of the temple.