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Chapter 239 Sword Immortal (for Subscription)

Xiao Feng and his son recognized each other with excited expressions.

"Father, what happened at Yanmen Pass back then?" he asked.

Xiao Yuanshan got angry in vain, turned around and pointed at Murong Bo angrily.

"Back then, he led a group of martial arts masters to rob and kill our family at Yanmen Pass, causing your mother to die tragically, and causing our father and son to be separated for decades!"

When Xiao Feng heard this, he glared at Murong Bo, "So you were the leader who killed my mother. Today, I will avenge my mother!"

"Okay, today we father and son will kill him to avenge your mother!" Xiao Yuanshan laughed.

The two of them said they were about to make a move, but saw the figure of the floor sweeping monk changed, and immediately stopped in front of Xiao Feng and his son.

"Amitabha, Donor Xiao, Donor Murong, if the old man's guess is correct, you are the two who hid in the Shaolin Buddhist scriptures pavilion and secretly learned my Shaolin unique knowledge."

The words of the sweeping monk made Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo's expressions change, they saw it just now.

The skill of this floor-sweeping monk is astonishing and incomparable. With their martial arts, they will never be able to do three tricks under this floor-sweeping monk!

Now that the matter of secretly learning Shaolin's unique skills has been revealed, this matter will not end well.

But then, what the sweeping monk said surprised the two of them again.

"Amitabha, since the two of you have already learned my unique Shaolin knowledge, I will not pursue it anymore.

It's just that the two of you didn't understand Buddhism, and rashly practiced Shaolin martial arts, and your body was unknowingly repulsed by the hostility. If you don't treat it in time, your life may be in danger! "

Hearing this, Xiao Feng had a strange expression, he seemed to have heard this sentence before, it was exactly the same as what he said to Brother Lin just now.

Lin Lang rubbed his chin, he was sure now that the sweeping monk only knew this trick.

When Xiao Yuanshan and the two heard this, they didn't believe it.

"If Xiao is ill, how could he not know?"

Murong Bo retreated slightly, already planning to find an opportunity to slip away.

Xiao Feng and his son are not easy to deal with, not to mention there is a young man with incredible skills by his side, and he seems to have a good relationship with Xiao Feng.

If he is attacked by a group at this time, his life will definitely be in danger!

Lin Lang also noticed Murong Bo's small movements, he chuckled lightly, flicked his fingers, swept his energy, and tapped Murong Bo's acupuncture points.

"Haha, Xiao Xia, don't listen to the old monk's nonsense, Murong Bo has already been restrained by Lin, if you don't make a move now, when will you wait?" He laughed.

Xiao Feng and his son looked at each other and nodded, "Master, please make way, Murong Bo will definitely die today." Xiao Feng cupped his hands and said.

"Amitabha, for the sake of the lives of benefactor Xiao and benefactor Murong, I have no choice but to stop it."

The sweeping monk's robe shook, and his thick zhenqi exploded, instantly forcing Xiao Feng and his son back a few steps, and at the same time, opened Murong Bo's acupoints.

Lin Langqu clapped his hands, and the mighty palm force forced the sweeping monk back.

"Hero Xiao, just wait for revenge, and the old monk will hand it over to Lin."

Xiao Feng returned his gratitude, "Thank you Brother Lin."

"It's all right."

Lin Lang smiled, then his expression froze.

Sweeping monk, your pawn can't run away!
"Chong!"

The sharp sword was unsheathed, and endless purple air steamed out, rushing towards the sweeping monk overwhelmingly.

Lin Lang held up the real martial arts sword and swiped it out. The sweeping monk's heart trembled.

What a magic weapon!
"Swipe!"

The long sword moved along with it, and the sharp blade immediately cut through the robe of the sweeping monk.

"Amitabha Buddha."

The floor-sweeping monk looked dignified, and he quickly drew back and slapped out with a palm at the same time, making dozens of palm prints, but was split by Lin Lang with a sword.

"Haha, old monk, let's see if your three-foot air wall can block Lin's real sword!"

Lin Lang smiled coldly, and the real martial arts sword flew out, shooting at the sweeping monk.

"Yan!"

"boom!"

The sweeping monk slapped the flying real martial arts sword with one palm, and saw Lin Lang's five fingers slightly bent, a purple claw holding the hilt of the long sword, controlling the long sword from a distance of several feet, using countless exquisite sword techniques to attack The sweeping monk has flaws all over his body.

Capture the Dragon!
Dugu Nine Swords!

Coupled with the weak manipulation of spiritual consciousness, Yu Jian turned and drove flexibly.

"Clang!"

The shadow of the real martial arts sword hovered around the sweeping monk like a shooting star.

I saw that the three-foot air wall of the sweeping monk was sliced ​​open by the long sword one by one, just like peeling the skin of a fruit, pushing aside the outer air wall and dissolving it inch by inch.

Lin Lang's action surprised everyone.

Yu Jian confronts the enemy, just like a sword fairy!
This scene simply overturned their understanding of martial arts.

Xiao Feng was shocked, but found that Murong Bo was fleeing from Shaolin at a high speed, he said angrily: "Evil man, Hugh has to run away!"

"Feng'er, chase after me!"

Xiao Yuanshan was shocked, and quickly led Xiao Feng to chase in the direction where Murong Bo was fleeing.

Seeing this, A'Zhu hurriedly followed.

Lin Lang, on the other hand, was full of true energy in the palm of his hand, and the real martial arts sword flew past the sweeping monk, and finally defeated the last inch of the wall of energy!
"Amitabha, the method of giving is brilliant, and this old man is convinced."

The Zhenwu sword suddenly stopped in front of the sweeping monk's eyebrows, and the blade turned slightly. A weak sword energy had already torn his eyebrows a little, and a trace of blood dripped down the bridge of his nose.

Lin Lang put his hands behind his back and his face was stern.

"Three days later, you Shaolin will hold a martial arts conference, return Xiao Feng's innocence, and then deal with Ye Erniang's matter properly, is it possible?"

The sweeping monk glanced at Xuanci, nodded slightly, "This incident is the fault of Shaolin, so we should explain it clearly to our fellow martial artists."

Xuanci was shocked, "Master, absolutely not, if this matter is known to the world, my hundreds of years of reputation in Shaolin will be ruined!"

"Amitabha, leave this matter to the old monk, and don't say too much."

The sweeping monk glanced at everyone in Shaolin, and those who looked at him lowered their heads one by one, letting the sweeping monk decide.

If the sweeping monk hadn't stepped in, Shaolin might have ceased to exist at this time.

At this moment, the opinion of the abbot is no longer important.

Seeing this, Lin Lang nodded slightly.

This time, he defeated the sweeping monk, and successfully copied the sweeping monk in one go.

In this way, he no longer hurt the life of the sweeping monk.

It's not that he is soft-hearted, but that he doesn't think it's necessary.

The Shaolin in the Golden World has been harmed by him three times, it is really ape dung when you think about it.

And three days later, Shaolin publicized Xuanci's scandal to the public, presumably the mountain will be closed again, this is also Shaolin's consistent style.

Thinking of this, he said: "I hope the old monk will do what he said, and if Lin is not satisfied with the result, Lin will visit again.

At that time, Lin will not have a good conversation with Shaolin. "

"It's impossible."

The sweeping monk's cheeks twitched and he greeted him with a smile.

"Ah."

After Lin Lang finished speaking, he tapped his toes, moved quickly, and disappeared in front of everyone in an instant.

"Master, the death of Xuanku..." Xuanmiao hesitated.

The sweeping monk shook his head, "There is no need to say more about this matter, you just need to remember that Xiao Feng is not a villain, Xuan Ku's death has nothing to do with him, the matter of Yanmen Pass is my Shaolin's fault in the first place, and..."

He glanced at the ashen-faced Xuanci, "Take care of Xuanci, and the martial arts conference will be held in three days...bring Erniang Ye and confront them in public."

"This……"

"Go! Otherwise, if that person comes to Shaolin again, I won't be able to save Shaolin even if I die." The sweeping monk shook his head and smiled wryly.

"Yes."

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　Sorry, there are only two updates today.

　　The widow is sick, so I won't stay up late tonight, and I need to adjust my work and rest time.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)