Zong Wu: I am the prince of Ming Dynasty, marry Yaoyue Lianxing

If this son had no background, of course no one would take what he said seriously.

But if this person is really Xiaoyao Wang, the result will be completely different.

No matter how much he quibbles, no one will believe him anymore.

How could someone like King Xiaoyao frame Long Xiaoyun?

Lin Xian'er had the same thought at the moment.

Prior to this, Zhu Zixuan had pointed out her identity as the Plum Blossom Pirate.

Although before, no one believed these words.

But if his identity as Xiaoyao Wang is confirmed, things will be quite different.

After all, the Xiaoyao King is someone who can even catch the Wheel-Running King, so what's so strange about catching the Plum Blossom Pirate?

Lin Xian'er's complexion instantly turned pale.

Although Master Xinmei was also extremely shocked, he still refused to believe that the person in front of him was Xiaoyao Wang.

With a solemn expression, he said, "Amitabha, if the benefactor is angry because someone misunderstood that you are the accomplices of the Plum Blossom Thief, then there is no need for it."

"Based on the martial arts cultivation of several benefactors, it is indeed far-fetched to say that they are the accomplices of the Plum Blossom Bandit."

"There should be some misunderstandings. You can come and go as you please, and the old monk will never interfere."

"As for Li Tanhua, the old monk still needs to take him to Shaolin. If he is really not the Plum Blossom Pirate, Shaolin will definitely give him justice."

At this time, Xinmei also reacted.

Like him, A Fei is also a half-step master.

The woman who made the move just now was even more cultivated than him, at least in the realm of a great master.

With such a powerful group of people, it would be hard to believe that they were the accomplices of the Plum Blossom Pirates.

Master Xinmei guessed in his heart that maybe it was because they were dubbed the Plum Blossom Pirate's party, so they were angry.

He simply assumed the name of King Xiaoyao and wanted to fight against Shaolin.

As far as Xinmei is concerned, he is not willing to establish such an enemy for nothing.

After all, this place is not Shaolin, and with his current strength, he is indeed no match for this woman.

But others can let it go. After all, Li Xunhuan is accused of being the Plum Blossom Pirate, so if he let it go, Shaolin's face will have no place to rest.

In Xinmei's mind, what he said had already given the other party enough face.

Zhu Zixuan sneered, and said: "Old bald donkey, this king said that you can't go back to Shaolin today, do you think this king is joking with you?"

Master Xinmei frowned, feeling a little angry in his heart, and said: "The benefactor thinks that if you act in the name of King Xiaoyao, Shaolin will not be able to find out your real identity afterwards?"

He never believed that the person in front of him was Xiaoyao Wang.

Because when he entered the city, he happened to see Xiaoyao Wang's car, which was going in the direction of their Shaolin.

Driving around, there are countless Jinyi guards guarding from afar.

There is no way this is false.

What's more, the day when Xiaoyao Wang and Shaolin will fight is just around the corner.

There are many masters in Shaolin, so sending him out to handle errands will not affect the overall situation.

But Xiaoyao Wang, as the protagonist of this battle, how can he spare no effort to meddle in his own business at this time?

Now that this person insists on impersonating Xiaoyao Wang, in Xinmei's opinion, there is only one possibility.

That is, this person was afraid of being retaliated by Shaolin, so he pretended to be Xiaoyao Wang and concealed his true identity.

Seeing the aggressive appearance of Master Xinmei, Zhao Zhengyi and the others felt a little more hopeful in their hearts.

If the son in front of him is really Xiaoyao Wang, then they are basically sure to die.

But if they just pretend to be Xiaoyao Wang, then they still have a way to survive.

Zhu Zixuan didn't care about Xinmei's questioning.

He just stood up and said to Li Xun Huan with a smile: "Let's go, this king treats you to a drink."

Between the words, he didn't put his eyebrows in his eyes at all.

As soon as this remark came out, Yaoyue raised her eyes to look at Xinmei, and said lightly: "It's better for you to kill yourself."

Xinmei had never been humiliated like this before, and she was extremely annoyed.

Knowing that the other party did not intend to discuss with him.

Xinmei took a deep breath, with a dignified expression, the strength in her body swelled, her clothes bulged up like a balloon, and she pushed her right palm slowly.

A surge of real power, with the terrifying rolling sound of thunder, headed towards Yaoyue Mantle.

【Great Compassionate Palm】!

There is no light, just the endless thunder and turbulent power!

Xinmei only used about [-]% of her true energy when she sneaked up on Ah Fei's back just now.

Now knowing that there is no room for change between the two sides, Xinmei simply took the lead in making a full-fledged attack!

The three zhang radius around Yaoyue was firmly covered by his palm.

A trace of hostility suddenly flashed across Xinmei's originally benevolent face, under the envelope of [Great Compassion Palm], even the air almost froze.

It creates a sense of inescapability and inescapability.

This is 【Great Compassionate Palm】!

Using clumsiness to defeat ingenuity, one force will drop ten meetings.

At this moment, Yaoyue who was locked by his palm suddenly raised her head, and a brilliance shone in her cold eyes!

The icy Mingyu Gong True Qi flowed all over his body, Yaoyue's heart was like ice and snow.

The surrounding air was almost imprisoned, and waves of turbulent true power surged and roared in this three-foot radius, stirring up layers of transparent ripples, and the low-pitched thunder sound echoed between these transparent ripples.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Zhengyi and the others couldn't help feeling hopeful in their hearts.

What a powerful strength!What an exquisite palm technique!

Shaolin 72 stunts are really extraordinary.

With such a unique skill, even if his cultivation base is slightly inferior, he may not be incapable of fighting!

A trace of contempt flashed across Yaoyue's upturned face.

The middle finger of her right hand hanging by her side bloomed with a faint blue chill, she raised her hand, and flicked her fingers!

A sharp and icy qi shot out from the fingertips, colliding with Xinmei's great compassionate palm without any tricks.

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Yaoyue's finger strength is like a sharp spear, directly piercing Xinmei's palm strength.

It felt like a red-hot iron rod being inserted into solidified lard!

Xinmei bowed his head, there was already a small hole in his chest, but there was no blood flowing out of the hole.

Mingyu's true qi passed through, and his blood was condensed into ice!

Xinmei felt the chill all over her body, and she couldn't help showing a look of horror on her face: "Impossible! Mingyu Gong? You are really..."

Before he could finish his sentence, his body was completely stiff.

There was silence in the audience.

An atmosphere called fear spread in the hall!

Although Xinmei didn't finish what he said, everyone knew what he meant.

Mingyu Gong is the unique skill of Yihua Palace.

With Master Xinmei's cultivation base, of course he wouldn't be mistaken.

Then the person in front of him must be the Mistress of Yihua Palace!

How could the one who can accompany the owner of Yihua Palace not be Xiaoyao Wang?

The bodies of Zhao Zhengyi and Tian Qi began to tremble uncontrollably.

In their minds, they remembered what Xiaoyao Wang said before.

"Since you are so close to Xinmei, then you can go on the road with him later."

Now Xinmei is on the road.

Next, is it their turn?

At this time, the remaining four Shaolin monks, with red eyes, attacked Yao Yue's back without saying a word.

Brother Xinmei is dead, and King Xiaoyao will never leave them a way out.

Although I know that there is a huge gap between them and Yaoyue.

But at this moment, apart from desperately, they have no other way to go.

A lightning-like sword light lit up instantly, flickering and jumping among the four of them!

Four heads flew into the sky, blood spurting.

A few seconds later, the four headless corpses plopped down.

Of course it was Ah Fei who made the move.

He hated the Shaolin monks who repeatedly attacked from behind.

Therefore, there is no mercy between shots.

In the audience, there was no sound.

After a while, someone suddenly responded.

He knelt down directly, and shouted in his mouth: "See the prince!"

This sound was like turning on a switch on everyone.

Whether it was Lin Xian'er, Long Xiaoyun or the others, they all knelt down as if they had just woken up from a dream, and saluted.