Martial arts world explorer

Chapter 124 The Actions of the Two Great Heroes

Lin Xuan looked at Shangguan Fei, smiled lightly, and said, "Shangguan Jinhong is really bold. It is obvious that the person who sent this letter was not kind. Isn't he afraid that I will kill you? You are his only son."

After not seeing each other for a while, Shangguan Fei has become even colder. He used to have fear, but now he is only cold, cold to the enemy, and equally cold to himself.

If he didn't have a sword, Lin Xuan almost regarded him as Jing Wuming.

Shangguan Fei sneered and said, "Sect Leader Lin's memory is really not that good. That day, outside Li Garden, Sect Leader Lin himself said, 'As long as my father can still have sons, my Young Master is a fart'.

My father is in the prime of life, so he can naturally give birth to a son. Therefore, I am a fart. Since I am a fart, it makes no difference whether I am alive or dead.

If you kill me, it means that you have no confidence. A person who has no confidence will definitely lose. If you exchange a fart for victory, no one will refuse, right? "

"Of course not, the young gang leader is a fart, not a real son, even if your father can still have a son, it will take many years to train him into a qualified young gang leader.

You guys from the money gang are really strange, just send me a letter, and the person who gave the gift yesterday can just bring it directly, why wait until now. "

Shangguan Fei said coldly: "Sect Leader Lin is an expert in the world, so naturally he should be respected. Yesterday was a good day for Sect Leader Lin to establish a sect. It would be inappropriate to send this letter."

"I founded a sect yesterday. Wouldn't it be even more inappropriate for you to send a letter today asking me whether I want to fight or surrender?"

"Master Lin has already gotten into trouble with the Devil's Cult, so what if there is one more Money Gang?"

"That's true, alas! I just want to practice Taoism here in Qingcheng Mountain. Why are you looking for me? It's really bad luck."

Shangguan Fei looked at Lin Xuan's actions with an expression on his face. He knew that after reading this letter, Lin Xuan would definitely feel angry. An angry person is irrational.

Therefore, he is very likely to be killed by Lin Xuan's anger, but he is not afraid, he is no longer afraid of death.

Apart from Shangguan Jinhong's approval, Shangguan Fei didn't care about anything, including his own life.

Lin Xuan opened the gauntlet, the content in it was very simple, it was to ask Lin Xuan to go to the headquarters of the money gang to tell, and at the end of the letter was a flying knife, Xiao Li flying knife.

Needless to say, Li Xunhuan was tricked again.

The only thing Long Xiaoyun did right in his life was to save Li Xunhuan, and the biggest mistake Li Xunhuan made in his life was making friends with Long Xiaoyun.

Lin Xuan said helplessly: "It seems that I have to go."

Lin Xuan really had to go, even if it was to see Li Xun Huan's one-shot kill of Shangguan Jin Hong, it was worth it.

……

Lu Feng first looked at the person in front of her, and suddenly felt that she was really old.

White-clothed swordsman Lu Di, his nephew, is only 25 years old this year, and his martial arts have already surpassed him.

(PS: Lu Di's age has been modified here, and Tie Gu, the third princess of the Devil's Cult, has also been modified. Let me explain in advance.)
Finger strength against finger strength, Lu Fengxian's golden finger, which had been painstaking for ten years, was not as good as Lu Di's painstaking practice since childhood, and it was completely broken by one finger.

Lu Fengxian really felt that it was a mistake for him to abandon the silver halberd at the beginning. If he joined the army in the frontier fortress for ten years and honed his halberd skills on the battlefield, how far his martial arts would be.

After wasting ten years, the world no longer belongs to him.

Jianghu belongs to young people such as Lin Xuan, A Fei, Bai Baiyu, and by the way, Lu Di in front of him.

Lu Di said gently and politely: "Uncle, there is no need to feel sorry for yourself. My nephew came here today not to challenge my uncle, but to give my uncle a benefit."

"What's the benefit? Is it possible for me to make great progress in martial arts? You can use it. You are still young and your potential is far greater than mine. Your use is more valuable than mine."

Lu Di was brought up by Lu Fengxian, named uncle and nephew, actually father and son. For Lu Di, Lu Fengxian cared for Lu Di from the bottom of his heart.

Lu Di was greatly moved. Although he had honed his martial arts after joining the Demon Cult, there were so many cold and selfish people in the Demon Cult. Thinking of this, he felt more and more that his choice was correct.

"Uncle, this benefit of my nephew is not a panacea, but a martial arts secret book called "The Treasure of Lianhua". .”

"The Treasure of Lianhua?" Lu Feng pondered for a few moments, looked at the confident Lu Di, and asked, "Where is it?"

Lu Di said in a deep voice: "The main altar of the Demon Cult!"

Half an hour later, Lu Fengxian and Lu Di left together and went straight to the main altar of the Demon Cult in the Western Regions.

……

Jing Wuming went to Shaolin alone.

The mountain was closed for two years, and there was no more sandalwood in Shaolin, and the grand scene of Songshan was heard by the sound, which seemed dilapidated and desolate.

But amidst the dilapidation, there is a new vitality.

Jing Wuming felt that the current Shaolin is like a holy land of Buddhism, and the one in the past is different from the Money Gang.

Reach out and pat lightly, Shaolin's door opened immediately, but it didn't open left and right separately, but the whole door fell flat.

A loud "bang" startled a large number of birds.

Jing Wuming shouted in a deep voice: "Xinshu, get out!"

Xinshu walked slowly in front of Jing Wuming, chanted the Buddha's name, and asked, "Is Tanyue Jing Wuming?"

"Yes!"

"Why come to Shaolin?"

"Surrender, surrender, or die!"

Xinshu said with a smile: "I, a Shaolin disciple, will never give in to foreign demons."

Jing Wuming sneered and said, "Then why did you let Lin Xuan go in the first place? There are many things that happen once and there will be a second time. There is no difference between once and ten thousand times."

"Yes, Sect Leader Lin and us are a battle of ideas, while the Money Gang and Shaolin are a battle of good and evil. Ideas can be compromised, and good and evil are incompatible."

"Xinshu, do you want to die?"

"The monks are all empty. This body is just a stinky skin. If you live, you will die. If you want to do it, you can do it."

"Okay, I heard that Lin Xuan broke the Shaolin One Hundred and Eight Arhat Formation, I want to try it today too!"

Shaolin disciples have already surrounded Jing Wuming. Although Shaolin has closed the mountain, the information is not bad at all. How can one not know the name of the killing god Jing Wuming.

Shangguan Jinhong sent Jing Wuming to Shaolin, making it clear that he wanted to kill him, talking so much nonsense, just to delay the formation of the formation.

An hour later, Jing Wuming staggered down Shaolin, but he failed, the background of Shaolin was beyond his imagination.

His sword is fiercer and more ruthless than Lin Xuan's knife, but his fierceness can't scare Shaolin disciples, and it can't frighten Xinshu who has fully realized Buddhism and martial arts and has made great progress.

In the end, he fought to completely disable his left arm, killed Xinshu, broke through the encirclement, and left Shaoshi Mountain.

The mission Shangguan Jinhong gave him was to kill Xinshu. His men were defeated, but the mission did not fail.

……

Yang Tian sneaked into a house quietly, where a woman who was so beautiful was reading a book.

(End of this chapter)