Xie Xun had already had the will to die in this blow, and his great revenge was repaid, and his wish was fulfilled.

After ten years in Ice and Fire Island, I regretted the sins I committed at the beginning, but there is no medicine for regret in the world. Now, he can make up for everyone’s fault!

"Bang!"

Xie Xun slapped Cheng Kun's head straight. Cheng Kun's eyes were instantly lost and he fell heavily to the ground. When he was dying, his finger was still pointing at the Ming Cult that was thousands of miles away!

"Oh, God can still live if he commits evil, but he can't live if he commits evil!

Zhang Sanfeng sighed deeply. People like Cheng Kun are really a tragedy. He is no longer alive for himself, but is controlled by hatred. Dead now is also a kind of relief.

"Thank you, Zhenren Zhang, for my great revenge. This great kindness, Xie Xun, I, cannot repay you in this life, only one cheap life."

Xie Xun's eyes were covered with white eyes, and two turbid tears flowed down. He was finally going to be free in this life!

"Mr. Xie"

Zhang Sanfeng took a step forward and saw that Xie Xun was already in a desperate situation at this time, but he still wanted to save him!

"Everyone, ten years ago, Xie Xun did too many things that were harmful to the world. He slaughtered the whole family and killed innocent people indiscriminately. These people have been disturbed by Xie Xun's dreams for ten years, making me uneasy. Today, Xie Xun, finally has the face to meet them!"

"Wudang has nothing to do with me. After Xie Xun's death, Wudang Mountain has nothing to do with me. I hope you don't take your anger at Wudang Mountain and don't take your anger at Zhenren Zhang. Zhenren Zhang is righteous, and there can be no real person in the world!"

Xie Xun laughed loudly, knelt on his knees suddenly, and then kowtowed three times hard.

"I'm sorry!"

After saying that, Xie Xun slapped his celestial spirit cap with a palm, and immediately there was no breath. Since he had ambition to live and die, he would be hard to save!

Zhang Sanfeng was shocked and breathed a deep breath. It seemed that even if he did it again, everything would not be as good as he wished.

After all, everyone in this world has their own ideas. Even if they have great force, they cannot turn the world around.

In the original work, after killing Cheng Kun, Xie Xun worshipped under the Sandu Sect of Shaolin, and the ancient Buddha of Qingdeng was with him for life. This time, although he was revenged, he died.

He knew that Xie Xun didn't want to cause trouble to him, and he wanted to save his adopted son, his brother, and such a person, Zhang Sanfeng admired him!

"Cuishan!"

"Disciple is here!"

Zhang Cuishan's eyes were red and he walked to Zhang Sanfeng. Although he felt extremely painful, he knew that his righteous brother was finally helping him. Once his righteous brother died, no one would force him to Wudang Mountain!

"Buried Mr. Xie's good life, just bury him after my Wudang Mountain! Remember to go to worship often in the future!"

Zhang Sanfeng waved his hand, and Zhang Cuishan reluctantly carried Xie Xun's body and buried it well.

"Everyone, aren't you going to go down the mountain? Do you still have to see my Wudang Mountain funeral?"

Zhang Sanfeng looked cold.

"Since Xie Xun is dead, I will not pursue the past. Zhenren Zhang forgives his crimes, so I will go down the mountain!"

"Yes, since Xie Xun is dead, we will no longer be entangled in grudges. Zhang Zhenren is righteous, let's go down the mountain!"

A sparse sounded. These people were all murderous crimes committed by Xie Xun back then. Since they saw that Xie Xun was dead, they were disheartened and they were not pursuing them.

However, more people were still staying there. Their purpose was not just Xie Xun, but also the Dragon Slaying Sword, the Supreme Martial Arts World, but what they dreamed of.

"Where is the Dragon Slaying Sword, Zhang Zhenren, the Dragon Slaying Sword, are you going to take it alone in Wudang Mountain?"

In Shaolin Temple, Jueming spoke. He was the highest-ranking person in Shaolin. He should say this.

"Hmph, the Dragon Slaying Sword, the Dragon Slaying Sword, all your eyes are the Dragon Slaying Sword. So what if we want the Dragon Slaying Sword, let alone the Dragon Slaying Sword, the Dragon Slaying Sword, which is now divided into two and completely broken and destroyed!"

Zhang Sanfeng snorted coldly, these people are too greedy!

"Far Bridge, take out the dragon-slaying sword and let the people in the world see how the so-called dragon-slaying sword commands the heroes!"

Song Yuanqiao nodded, then took out two broken dragon-slaying swords from the hall.

The fragments of the Dragon Slaying Sword were presented to everyone. The knowledgeable person recognized that this was the fragment of the Dragon Slaying Sword at a glance. This was absolutely impossible to fake.

"Everyone, this is the Dragon Slaying Sword, but it has been broken. From now on, there will be no Dragon Slaying Sword in the world, and there will be no treasure sword in the dragon slaying. I will say nothing that the world dares not to obey!"

After Zhang Sanfeng said softly, he turned his head and walked towards the Zhenwu Hall. If these people knew what to do, they should leave, if they didn't know what to do!

A trace of boundless coldness flashed in Zhang Sanfeng's eyes. He was unwilling to start a massacre. He cultivated his character for so many years. He didn't like it even if he was absolutely necessary. He was unwilling to kill people at will!

Everyone calmed down. Wudang Mountain was a Taoist sect that should not be underestimated. If they really offended Zhang Sanfeng completely, they would really not want to.

Now that Xie Xun has died, the Dragon Slaying Sword has been broken into two parts. Do you really want to continue to get along with Zhang Sanfeng Wudangshan?

Jueming looked at Zhang Sanfeng deeply, and a trace of unwillingness flashed in his eyes. He took a step forward and said in a deep voice, "Zhang Zhenren, I Jueming, I still want to ask Zhang Zhenren for advice. I wonder if Zhenren is willing?"

Jueming knew that he was definitely not Zhang Sanfeng's opponent, but he really wanted to test Zhang Sanfeng's current situation, how much he had.

"I have been in seclusion in Shaolin for 30 years, and have worked hard to comprehend the Wuxiangjie of my Shaolin Temple, and finally cultivated it to an unprecedented level. Zhenren Zhang is beyond the present. I wonder if I can learn about the Shaolin magical skills?"

Everyone was shocked when they heard the name Wuxiangjiezhi, "This Wuxiangjiezhizhi is very difficult to practice. Only those with deep internal strength can practice it."

"Yes, even Master Kongwen, the abbot of Shaolin, did not practice the Wuxiangjie. It can be seen that the difficulty of practicing the Wuxiangjiejie is so high!"

Everyone was surprised. Although they had never heard of the name of Jueming at their age, it did not hinder their awe of Wuxiangjie.

The Wuxiangjie is one of the 72 unique skills of Shaolin Temple. The person who induces his or her needs and is pure internal force. Those who are not strong internal force cannot use it. Those who are pure yang are used to use it. Those who are pure yang are like heavenly fire, and their whole body is charred and there is no corpse dead!

"What's wrong?"

Zhang Sanfeng said melodiously, looking at Jueming, shook his head slightly in his heart. At that moment, he took a few steps forward, with a clear expression on his face, "Please!"

"boom!"

Jueming took a step forward, and the terrifying aura exploded on him. The area within a radius of three feet was filled with his violent aura.

The terrifying internal force made everyone frown. Shaolin Temple has many trump cards and is unfathomable.
Chapter completed!