As Lin Luo stepped into the Prince Fu's Mansion, all the people from the martial arts world were about to follow him.

However, just as Xie Xun was about to rush into the mansion, a familiar voice suddenly sounded behind him.

"Uncle Xie!"

Xie Xun stopped and looked back, only to see Yin Susu flashing and blocking him with her light kung fu.

She said anxiously, "The stranger just now is my friend, can you let him go?"

Yin Susu saw at a glance that Xie Xun was the most powerful martial artist among them, and she was worried that he would attack Lin Li.

Xie Xun glanced at Yin Susu, Yin Yewang, and the accompanying Sky Eagle Sect disciples, paused slightly, and said calmly.

"Girl, your father and I are sworn brothers, and I don't want to embarrass you."

"But today, I only come for the Dragon Slaying Sword, and no one can stop me!"

Yin Yewang secretly said in his heart that it was not good. Xie Xun also came to fight for the Dragon Slaying Sword this time, and the situation tonight would only become more complicated.

However, Yin Susu refused to give in and continued to plead.

"Uncle Xie, since I call you Uncle, can't you give me some face?"

Xie Xun shook his head, his expression suddenly became cold.

"Girl, my whole family died at the hands of an enemy, and that man's martial arts are far better than mine. To avenge the blood feud, I must get the Dragon Slaying Sword, and no one can stop me tonight."

After saying that, his tiger eyes widened and his eyes suddenly became fierce.

"Get out of the way, don't force me to do it!"

Yin Yewang hurried forward, pulled Yin Susu away, and said to Xie Xun.

"Lion King, we won't stop you, please do as you please."

Xie Xun snorted coldly, stepped on the ground, and instantly turned into a shadow and rushed into the Prince Fu's Mansion.

Yin Susu stamped her feet, her face full of anger: "Brother! How could you let him in!"

Yin Yewang said in a deep voice: "Xie Xun's martial arts are unfathomable. If you insist on stopping him, I'm afraid you will really die."

"But..." Yin Susu gritted her teeth and said hatefully: "If he really attacks Lin Li, I will never let him go!"

Yin Yewang sighed: "Let's go, there's no time to lose, let's follow."

"Yeah!"

...

At the same time, in the front hall of Prince Fu's Mansion.

The Blood Taoist was still sitting leisurely in the chair, slowly wiping the long sword in his hand, as if the disputes in the outside world had nothing to do with him.

However, an assistant beside him had already been fidgeting.

"Deputy building owner, the strangers have entered the palace through the secret passage and are now fighting with the guards."

"In addition, those people from the underworld have also forced their way in. If we don't deal with them, I'm afraid it will provoke the wrath of His Royal Highness Prince Fu!"

At this time, the Blood Taoist seemed to have not heard these words at all. He slowly stood up and muttered to himself.

"The Dragon Slaying Blade and the Heavenly Sword, it is said that these two things hide a huge secret."

"If I take action myself, the stranger will definitely die, but if so, I'm afraid I won't be able to get these two magic weapons."

"The second dragon head once said that the stranger has the ability to store mustard seeds in the Sumeru Mountain, and any items can be stored in an unknown place..."

The spy on the side said in amazement: "Deputy building owner, this will not alert the enemy, what if His Royal Highness Prince Fu is affected..."

The Blood Taoist's eyes turned cold and he said lightly.

"You are quite loyal, with one prince on the left and the other on the right. If you keep going like this, I'm afraid others will think you are a servant of Prince Fu's mansion."

"Speaking of which, the recent reward money of Xueyilou seems to have been overspent. It seems that we need to cut down on expenses, otherwise my brother will scold me for not caring about my family and not knowing how to do business."

He chuckled and suddenly drew out his long sword.

The spy was shocked when he saw this and quickly used his Qinggong to escape from here.

However, in the next second, a vague voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

"Where do you want to go?"

The spy was shocked to find that a headless corpse running wildly appeared in front of him at some point.

Why does this back look... so familiar?

"Bang!"

The headless corpse fell to the ground, and the Blood Taoist gently waved his sword, threw the bloody head aside, and sat back in the chair.

It seemed that what happened just now was just a small episode that passed by without a trace.

"Someone, go and keep an eye on His Highness, don't let those people from the underworld run rampant."

Several spies were so scared that they knelt on one knee and replied in a trembling voice: "Yes, Deputy Building Master!"

...

At the same time, at the gate of Prince Fu's Mansion.

As soon as Xie Xun stepped in, he heard a low "hum".

Then, a string of ancient prayer beads suddenly flew out of the darkness, with a sharp Buddhist internal force, and hit him in the face.

"Xie Xun, your hands are stained with the blood of innocent people, and your crime is unforgivable!"

"Senior Brother Kong Jian was kind enough to save you, but you killed him cruelly. Tonight, I want you to pay for your blood debt with blood!"Following this thunderous sound, a black shadow emerged from the darkness. It was the monk Kong Xing from the Shaolin Temple.

Behind him, the Shaolin monks had formed an array, holding sticks and clubs, and were full of vigor.

Each monk had a fierce look in his eyes, his robes fluttering, and he looked majestic, revealing an unquestionable determination.

Xie Xun's eyes fixed, and the long sword in his hand suddenly came out of the sheath, cutting through the night sky and splitting the rosary that was thrown at him in two.

However, although this resolved the attack of the rosary, it also made his body stagnate, and he had to fall from mid-air, just in time to fall into the encirclement of the Shaolin monks.

Xie Xun's face was grim, and he sneered: "What do you want to do, bald donkey?"

The monk Kong Xing looked at him with a sharp gaze, and put his palms together: "Xie Xun, you have committed a serious crime of killing. Tonight, I will follow the order of the abbot to capture you and take you back to Shaolin."

"If you give up your martial arts and put down your butcher knife, my senior brother will definitely be merciful and give you a quick death!"

"Hahaha! Put down your butcher knife?" Xie Xun laughed up to the sky, with a fierce light flashing in his eyes.

"What a joke! Since you want to kill me, then come on, I will kill you all first!"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly jumped up and chopped down the monk Kong Xing with his knife.

"Stubborn!" The monk Kong Xing shouted coldly, and stretched out his hands like dragon claws to meet Xie Xun's attack.

His figure shuttled through the night like a blue dragon, and he used the unique grappling hand of Shaolin Temple to go straight to Xie Xun's vitals.

Chi Chi Chi!

The sound of the sword wind and dragon claws clashing rang fiercely in the night sky, and the air seemed to be torn apart, which was terrifying.

At the same time, the surrounding Shaolin monks also attacked together, swinging their sticks and long sticks, and besieged Xie Xun.

For a moment, the shadows of the sticks flew everywhere, all of which were aimed at Xie Xun.

Xie Xun was already impatient at this moment, and shouted: "Get out of here!"

Facing the siege of Kong Xing and the monks, he decided not to hold back.

In an instant, the long sword in his hand opened and closed, and the sword energy was crisscrossed, knocking all the approaching monks away.

"Puff puff puff!"

There were several muffled sounds in succession, and several monks were repelled by the sword energy.

The stick in his hand was cut off and turned into wood chips all over the ground.

"What a powerful sword technique!" exclaimed the monk on the side.

"I thought Xie Xun was only good at the Seven Injury Fist, but I didn't expect him to be proficient in such a profound swordsmanship!"

The monk Kong Xing couldn't help but frowned, thinking to himself that Xie Xun was extremely fierce. It seemed that he had to go all out to capture him tonight.

With a thought, his hands flew up and down, and the dragon-like dragon claw hand was used again. Each move was extremely accurate and went straight to the opponent's vital points.

The dragon claw hand of the monk Kong Xing was the top grappling skill of Shaolin Temple. When it was used, it was like layers of nets, entangled with every flaw of Xie Xun.

Xie Xun gritted his teeth and waved the long sword in his hand wildly, but Kong Xing's dragon claw hand was tricky and difficult for him to deal with.

He cursed in his heart: "Damn it! This bald donkey's dragon claw hand is so powerful. It seems that if I don't use all my skills tonight, I'm afraid I can't get away!"

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