Wudang sweeps the tunnel, awakens full-level comprehension at the beginning

Chapter 179 Capture Emperor Song and force Shaolin, the sweeping monk makes a move
Like a goddess scattering flowers.

Thousands of weapons fell from the sky and returned to their original owners.

On Shaoshi Mountain, wailing was everywhere, and blood flowed like a river.

The imperial army of the Song Dynasty and the crossbow army of the god arm all died, and no one escaped the catastrophe.

same.

The Shaolin Temple was also abolished.

That sword intent was like a meat grinder, crushing most of the monks in Shaolin Temple.

The scene was chaotic, like purgatory.

Many people had never seen such a scene before, and were so frightened that they passed out.

"Amitabha!"

"Please stop the benefactor, if he dies, the world will be in chaos because of you."

Forty thousand forbidden troops, two thousand god arm crossbows.

In addition to the gangsters from various sects and factions who had escaped by chance, they could no longer look at Lu Heng.

The smoke dissipated.

Lu Heng saw an old monk who was protecting Song Zhezong, but the other monk was so frightened by Lu Heng that he bleed out yellow and white liquid.

"You, how dare you do this, are you going to kill the emperor?"

"What's that? Didn't you force me to do this? Threats are what I, Lu Heng, fear the most. Whether it's the righteous way or the evil way, I can do whatever I want, and I don't care who you are?"

"The world is destroyed, so what does it have to do with me?"

Lu Heng stared at the old monk for a while, and finally remembered one person.

He tentatively asked: "A member of the Murong family in Gusu, are you Muronggui?"

"It's been a long time since anyone mentioned my name before I became a monk."

Sure enough.

The sweeping monk, hiding in the Buddhist scripture pavilion, is Murong Bo's father.

Qiao Feng, Ku Rong, Duan Zhengchun, and many other experts could no longer look directly at Lu Heng.

So many people died in World War I.

The hatred can be said to have grown.

"What's the use of protecting him when you come out? Isn't your Murong family just trying to plot against the world and the Song Dynasty? Why do you want to save him from me once by taking action now? Could it be that you can save him countless times?"

"I am very murderous, do you know why Li Liangzuo is controlled by me?"

A wicked smile appeared on the corner of Lu Heng's mouth.

In the entire rivers and lakes, no one dared to answer his question.

Patriarch Sunflower spat out another mouthful of blood, trembling like a quail.

The elite soldiers trained by Song Zhezong were wiped out in one battle, which would take him several years of training and be destroyed in one fell swoop.

Now even his safety, no one can protect him anymore.

One step wrong, step by step wrong.

"Master, save me, as long as you save me, I can satisfy any request you have."

The sweeping monk Murong Gui turned out to be the life-saving straw of the Song Emperor, which is an indescribable irony.

Lu Heng returned to the open-air sedan chair and sat down.

"Let's talk about compensation now, how can you buy your life."

"Don't think that he can really save you."

The sword demon didn't even need to make a move, he just stood in front of the formation.

Murong Gui knew that even if he lost his life, he was no match for this person.

After the sixth level, every small level of improvement is a sky abyss.

"You, what do you want."

"In the northwest, where it meets Xixia, I want ten cities. Besides, you, Song Dynasty, have to pay millions of coins every year."

"Xixia changed its name to Daxia from today. This seat is the founding king. I have already set the conditions for you. If you don't satisfy me, I will slaughter your Zhao family and make the world chaotic again. Wouldn't it be very interesting."

The corners of Lu Heng's mouth curled up.

This condition can be described as a big mouth for a lion.

Muronggui put Song Zhezong down, and said: "Amitabha, the qualifications of the benefactor Lu are not high. After all, the old monk is an outsider, so he is not suitable to participate. In Shaolin territory, the old monk will protect you to the death, but when you leave Shaolin Temple, The old monk doesn't care."

Song Zhezong trembled all over.

Going up the mountain this time, it is almost impossible to steal a chicken without losing a lot of rice.

Even the family property must be matched.

God knows, Lu Heng is so strong that he can kill thousands of forbidden troops by himself.

I thought it was a sure bet.

Who knows, he is the one who has lost the most.

"I'll give you an incense stick of time to think, if you don't agree, you will be my prisoner."

"How will it be recorded in the history books at that time, hehe."

Lu Heng's words were like the words of a devil.

Even if Song Zhezong agreed, I am afraid that the world will still be in chaos because of this. He is also shameless to be the emperor, and his ambitions are almost wiped out by Lu Heng.

I can't hide the hatred in my heart.

Lu Heng glanced at Xuanci and the others, and said to the disciples of Tianzun Hall: "Go, Xiao Yuanshan, Qiao Sanhuai and the others should be brought out. If anyone dares to stop you, I will burn Shaolin down."

"You, stop, we let people go."

Xuanci seemed to have aged for decades, this time the injury was too great, only Xuandu and Xuanji were left as masters in the inner temple.

The others were all randomly beheaded by Lu Heng during the riot just now.

Although there were still a few innate old monks, they couldn't save everyone.

Lu Heng waved his hand and said, "Very well, I like straightforward people. It just so happens that I also want to establish a country. When I become an emperor, I originally wanted to delay it for a few years. I never thought that you, Emperor Song, would send me a big gift."

Song Zhezong listened to the words and almost vomited blood.

Lu Heng not only wants to kill, but also punishes his heart.

That kind of pain, non-participant can't understand.

"A stick of incense is here. If you don't agree, I'll twist your head and make you a sinner of the Song Dynasty. Tsk tsk, what will be recorded in the history books, it's getting more and more interesting haha."

"You, you demonic lunatic, I don't believe you dare to kill me, the world will never let you go, I refuse."

Song Zhezong was stubborn.

It is very clear that no matter whether he agrees or not, future generations will spray him to death.

Seeing this, Lu Heng smiled slightly, but he didn't care. He looked at Murong Gui and said, "The negotiation failed, do you still want to protect him?"

"Don't you think the method is too dirty?"

"I don't think, anyway, whoever threatens me, I will kill him. If he doesn't meet with me, wouldn't it be great for Song Xixia to be safe?"

"But since he threatened me, if I don't fight back, how can I get along in the rivers and lakes in the future."

Zhao Xu felt extremely regretful.

If I had known this situation earlier, I might as well just walk away, no, I might as well not participate.

Now that he is at a loss, Lu Heng is staring at him again, which is really scary.

Murong Gui shook his head and said: "He is the emperor after all, how can we Jianghu people fight against the government, if my Shaolin Temple doesn't save people, wouldn't it be a disloyal, unfilial, unkind and unrighteous generation."

"Are you from Shaolin Temple? Don't let me talk nonsense. If Murong Gui is like this, then I have no choice but to slaughter Shaolin. You are leading a war for Shaolin."

"kill him!"

Lu Heng waved his hand.

Sword Demon, Wang Chongyang, Lin Chaoying, Yang Guo and Xiaolongnv came out together.

Murong Gui's complexion became a little ugly.

Having lived in Shaolin for many years, why didn't she understand that Lu Heng was going to kill him.

"Amitabha, if I don't go to hell, whoever goes to hell, let the old monk also come to teach the noble sect, even if he loses, he will be honored."

"I don't want to listen to his nonsense, kill him."

"Stop it, one person is doing the other thing, this matter has nothing to do with Shaolin."

Zhao Xu still dared to come forward.

Looking at Lu Heng sadly.

"What are you, why should I listen to you?"

"Give me a sigh!"

Without the protection of innate experts, Song Zhezong and Zhao Xu were forced to kneel down in humiliation.

Hundreds of masters of the rivers and lakes were speechless, and their hearts became angry, and they glared at Lu Heng angrily.

"This seat is very fair. It would be embarrassing for you to hand over ten cities and exchange your life. When you wanted the white wolf to take the Xixia that I captured, why didn't you think that today would happen."

"This drinking and pecking is determined by the sky. I just use the way of the person to treat the person's body."

"That's right, I really wanted to cheat Xixia from you, but unfortunately my skills are inferior to others. If I can escape, I will kill you and your nine clans."

(To be continued)
(End of this chapter)