Yue Buqun: I'm already cultivating immortality, why do I still want to be the leader?

Dantian was shattered.

Sword intent invaded.

Finally, he was ambushed and killed by three masters.

It was a miracle that Guihai Bailian could hold on until now.

Just as Yagyu Tajima no Kami said.

Even if they didn't do anything.

Guihai Bailian, who was already dead, would definitely not last more than an incense stick of time.

"Huh?"

A voice of surprise rang out.

The three turned around and saw Master Xinmei of Southern Shaolin.

"Amitabha."

Xinmei saw Guihai Bailian kneeling on one knee on the ground.

Instantly understood.

He was responsible for receiving Lejie.

Lejie was the last symbol of Shaolin Temple's martial arts, and nothing could happen.

So Fangzheng, Fangsheng, Liaokong and Liaowu, the four great monks, went out together.

To be safe.

They even dispatched Master Xinmei, who had been possessed by the devil.

At this moment, Xinmei is already old.

Because of the repeated possession of the devil, he is much older than in the original plot.

But he is the highest generation of Shaolin after all.

His strength is so strong.

It is obvious to all the world.

"Master."

"Give me a quick death."

Gui Hai Bai Lian said: "I don't want to die in vain at the hands of a villain of a foreign race."

Xinmei hesitated.

He didn't want to break the rules.

Especially for a big devil like Gui Hai Bai Lian.

But whether it is out of the heroism of a warrior or the friendship of the same race, he should help this.

"Xinmei."

"I advise you to mind your own business."

This time it was not Yagyu Tajima who spoke.

It is a Chinese pronunciation with a correct tone.

"Haha..."

"Interesting, interesting."

Xinmei thought of something and walked over slowly.

But it was not Guihai Bailian, but Yagyu Tajima-no-Kami.

Such a posture.

Everyone knew Xinmei's decision.

Yagyu Tajima-no-Kami said nothing, and the God of Killing's Sword Chop burst out.

The dazzling sword light slashed towards Xinmei's neck.

At the same time, the other two masked men in black also attacked.

One on the left and one on the right.

They supported each other.

It was to make Xinmei defenseless.

The Great Weituo Palm.

The opponent was not polite, and Xinmei was even more impolite.

The thunder-like palm force went away.

Faced with this palm technique that was like a demon Buddha, the sword energy of the God of Death was shattered.

But Xinmei's palm power was continuous.

Yagyu Tajima-no-kami was horrified and quickly put away his sword to defend.

With a clang.

The ground where he stood broke apart.

Also at the same time.

The two men in black were also repelled by other palm powers.

The three people's joint efforts were instantly shattered.

But Xinmei is now the angry king.

He is not possessed by the devil.

The aura was rising continuously.

In the previous few palms, almost every palm reached a new height.

Now it was the fifth palm.

The momentum was already twice as high as at the beginning.

The three of them didn't know what kind of magic skill this was, and they scattered as if they had seen a ghost.

Boom!

The gate of an unknown big shot, along with the yard walls on both sides, all exploded.

Faced with such a terrible palm power.

The three of them were shocked and terrified.

Because even a grandmaster might not have such a terrible palm power.

"Damn it."

One of the men in black seemed to have noticed something.

He cursed in a low voice and turned away.

Then Yagyu Tajima-no-kami and the second man in black also left.

"Buddha have mercy on me."

He turned his head back.

I found that Gui Hai Bai Lian had died.

From beginning to end, he did not fall.

He was able to maintain the last dignity of a warrior.

In fact.

Gui Hai Bai Lian should have died long ago.

His Dantian was destroyed half an hour ago.

The sword intent was still infiltrating his body, almost blocking his life.

Then he was surrounded and killed by three mysterious masters.

It is amazing that he can hold on until now.

He is worthy of the honor of a grandmaster.

Xin Mei pondered for a while, sat cross-legged on the ground, and began to recite the mantra of rebirth.

"Namo Amitabha, Dotaga Doya..."

"Zhiduojiali, Savaha."

When the mantra of rebirth was finished.

Xin Mei slowly opened his eyes.

At some point, there was another person beside Gui Hai Bai Lian. (To read the exciting novels, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

Feng Qingyang.

He arrived late and happened to see the last scene.

"Hello, Master Feng."

"Xinmei, long time no see."

The two obviously knew each other.

After all, they were both geniuses of the same generation.

A meeting between the martial arts world.

There were some contacts and rumors.

"Who did it?"

Feng Qingyang sighed for the ending of Guihai Bailian.

Although Guihai Bailian had brought it upon himself.

But for Guihai Yidao.

He still had to ask for clarification.

"It was Yagyu Tajima-no-kami and the others..."

Xinmei was too lazy to hide it. []

Simply describe the scene she saw before.

"Okay."

"Can I take him back to bury him?"

Feng Qingyang asked.

He didn't want to have a conflict with Xinmei.

It would make him look stupid.

"The journey is long."

"Take care, Mr. Feng."

Xinmei seemed to have received some inspiration, and flew straight towards the Forbidden City.

Whether it was Sanle or Fangzheng.

They all tried their best to persuade Xinmei.

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Plead with him not to enter the Forbidden City.

Don't conflict with the Grand Master.

He agreed.

However.

He is going to break his promise now.

"I should say this."

Feng Qingyang sighed.

But he still picked up Gui Hai Bai Lian and put the Tyrant Sword on Gui Hai Bai Lian.

Didn't go to the Forbidden City.

Instead, he ran to a trustworthy place.

Almost after they left.

A black-clothed man who had escaped before actually came back again.

And there was another person beside him:

Di Junwu.

The man in black pulled off his veil, looked at Feng Qingyang going away, and said, "I didn't expect that Huashan would be the one who got the bargain in the end."

"Brother Fang."

"Why did you spy on Gui Hai Bai Lian's three Avici Dao knives?"

Di Junwu was puzzled.

If there is anyone in the world who can make Di Junwu abandon his pride and be willing to be his younger brother.

Then Fang Longxiang, who has been famous for decades, is definitely one of them.

Because Fang Longxiang is not only Di Junwu's sworn brother.

Moreover, because Fang Longxiang is the second dragon head of the Qinglong Society, his status is higher than Shangguan Jinhong.

"Some things."

"Even if it's useless, you have to fight for it."

Fang Longxiang smiled evilly.

He can give up the best things at this time.

But he can't be without a share.

"Who was the man in black just now?"

Di Junwu asked.

"I don't know either."

"Maybe it's an old friend who doesn't want to be exposed."

Fang Longxiang looked indifferent.

He took a deep breath.

Then he put on the black scarf again and said, "Then I will help Zhu Wushi."

He then added, "I hope Zhu Wushi can be more aggressive and not mess up our big plan."

"Then I wish you a successful start."

Di Junwu clasped his fists and blessed.

He is a useless person.

But this does not prevent him from secretly disrupting the situation.

What's more, it was Zhu Wushi who invited Fang Longxiang first this time.

And Fang Longxiang then took the initiative to contact him, a corrupt useless person at home.

"Go back."

"Have more children."

Fang Longxiang reminded: "You have no hope, but your children still have hope."

"That's right."

"My Qinglin will definitely surpass me and wash Huashan with blood for me."

Di Junwu was very confident.

During these days as a waste, he lived an extremely decadent life every day.

Except for women.

Still women.

And his son Di Qinglin, who would be a peerless demon comparable to the bat prince Yuan Suiyun and Prince Yu in the future, was born in this environment.

Fang Longxiang smiled but said nothing.

Turned away and died. .