Kong Wen looked at Xie Xun and almost subconsciously wanted to take action, but when he saw Zhang Sanfeng's cold gaze, he stopped unconsciously.

"Xie Xun, kill me, senior brother. This hatred is irreconcilable. You come out today and you have the courage to come out."

Space snorted coldly, and a strong murderous intent suddenly rose in his heart. He saw that his senior brother was a peerless genius who appeared in Shaolin Temple in a century.

His cultivation level reached the pinnacle. Whether it was external or internal, he was the leader of the four great monks. Even he was willing to give up the disadvantage, but he died at the hands of Xie Xun. This was the thing he was most reluctant to face in Shaolin Temple.

"Xie Xun, you hit my senior brother for 13 punches. Today, I will still give you 13 punches. If you can resist it, the grudges between us will be completely resolved. If you are not strong enough and cannot resist it, then you can't blame others!"

Kong Wen said coldly, without any concealing the murderous intent in his eyes.

Zhang Sanfeng's expression remained unchanged, without words, just looked at Kong Wen coldly.

Xie Xun looked at Kong Wen and let out a heavy breath, "It's really bad for me to beat Master Kong Jian to death. Xie Xun was heartbroken about this. It was originally nothing to die under Master Kong Wen, but I haven't avenged the deep revenge of the sea of ​​blood! If I don't get avenge, I, Xie Xun, can't die!"

After saying that, Xie Xun looked at Zhang Sanfeng, Zhang Sanfeng nodded slightly, and then looked at Shaolin's disciples. The next moment, Zhang Sanfeng slowly spoke, "The donor of Yuanzhen, the sea of ​​suffering is boundless, and it is the shore to turn back. Are you not ready to return to the road?"

Zhang Sanfeng's eyes were like lightning, staring at the disciples in Shaolin. With his strength, he could guarantee that no one could escape from his hands!

Kong Wen looked at Zhang Sanfeng, "What does Zhenren Zhang mean? What does my Shaolin disciple Yuanzhen have to do with Xie Xun!"

Zhang Sanfeng said nothing, looked at Xie Xun and slowly said, "Mr. Xie, tell me everything. It's time to appear in the world and the truth is revealed."

Everyone looked at Xie Xun one after another. It seemed that there was any other inside story here?

For a moment, everyone's thoughts were flying, and each of the other sects had their own thoughts.

Yang Xiao looked at Xie Xun quietly, as if he was trying to find a way to save Xie Xun. The Dharma King of the Ming Cult cannot be easily broken here. Otherwise, where is the majesty of their Ming Cult and the pride of their Ming Cult?

Xie Xun let out a deep breath, as if he was unwilling to recall the unsightly past. After a long time, he said slowly.

"My master is Hunyuan Pili Chengkun. Similarly, he was also the disciple Yuanzhen under the throne of the monk. Back then, my leader of the Ming Cult and the wife of the leader were extremely affectionate, but Chengkun intervened, causing my leader to get into trouble and die on the spot, and the wife of the leader also left."

"That Cheng Kun was so angry that he was even more angry. In the end, he actually used me to subvert the Ming Cult. That night, he slaughtered my family of thirteen and threw my child who was not yet full month old to death!"

Speaking of this, two tears slowly flowed down Xie Xun's face.

"Later, I was almost crazy. All of this was just to pull Cheng Kun out, and even stole the Seven Injury Fist from the Kongtong Sect. All of this was just to Cheng Kun. It's a pity that the man was too hidden and I could never catch him. However, today, Zhenren Zhang said that Cheng Kun would come out. If I don't avenge this, I will never be able to die!"

After Xie Xun said that, Yang Xiao, not far away, was shocked. He did not expect that the death of his leader was because Cheng Kun and Cheng Kun were the complete culprit.

Among the disciples of Shaolin Temple, a monk with a poor appearance and ordinary appearance was retreating backwards. For a moment, no one noticed the exquisiteness of his body skills.

However, if others cannot discover it, it does not mean that Zhang Sanfeng cannot discover it either.

"Want to leave?"

Zhang Sanfeng shouted lightly, and everyone's attention instantly shifted from Xie Xun to Zhang Sanfeng.

At this time, Zhang Sanfeng had already used his body skills and rushed to the disciples of Shaolin Temple. His speed was a ghost ghost!

Seeing that the monk who had retreated back saw that he was not good, his body shook slightly, and the wind seemed to appear on his feet. While running, he also threw out three bone-thrusting poison needles. The poison needle was contaminated with a very poison and died when touched. Even a martial arts master could not avoid it!

"It's true that there are many tricks, but today you can get into Wudang, but you can't get into Wudang!"

Zhang Sanfeng sneered, swung his sleeves out, and the unparalleled true power was stimulated, and the poisonous needle was swept down by the force.

At this time, Zhang Sanfeng was only three feet away from the monk. Within three feet, Zhang Sanfeng slashed out with a light palm, and his strength penetrated his body and swept towards the monk.

Although this attack was three meters away, it was still extremely powerful. His palm power had reached the point of doing whatever he wanted.

Cheng Kun felt the endless, pure and boundless palm power behind him. The big child in his heart didn't expect that this old guy's strength was so terrifying, and he could still make such a terrifying attack from three meters away. What should he do next?

"Huanyuan Thunder Palm!"

Cheng Kun gritted his teeth and slashed out with his palm, preparing to completely escape with the power of the bombardment. Although this would cause him to be seriously injured, it is already rare to escape from Wudang today.

However, he still underestimated the power of Zhang Sanfeng's palm. With one palm, he felt that his palm power was completely rebounded, and he could not even escape with the help of that true power. The next moment, Cheng Kun vomited blood!

He didn't dare to look back and forced the real power in his body. Cheng Kun wanted to raise his foot, but a powerful palm fell on his shoulder.

"Donor Cheng Kun, please come back with me!"

Zhang Sanfeng spoke slowly, but Cheng Kun dared not move at all. Zhang Sanfeng's hand contained his own pure yang strength. As long as he vomited lightly, he would die immediately!

"How did Zhenren Zhang recognize me? Although I, Cheng Kun, is not talented, but I am confident and have no flaws left. Could it be that Zhenren Zhang really has the ability to read the mind?"

Cheng Kun looked at Zhang Sanfeng coldly with a gloomy face.

Xie Xun's eyes almost turned red when he heard the familiar voice, "Zhang Zhenren, don't listen to his nonsense. This person is scheming and may not be able to fall into his plan."

Before Xie Xun finished speaking, Zhang Sanfeng felt that the shoulders he was holding in his hand had quietly slid away. Behind him, Cheng Kun slapped Zhang Sanfeng with a vicious look on his face. This palm was broken and broken, and it was extremely vicious.

Everyone unconsciously clenched their fists. The masters fought each other and decided to die in an instant. This palm was difficult to avoid!
Chapter completed!