The Great Demon Lord of Martial Arts

"You dare!"

There was a loud shout from close range, and Ji Chuan's head seemed to be hit by a giant hammer. His body lost control and was about to lose his footing and fall.

"snort!"

Ji Chuan groaned, and the Tao Heart Demonic Technique was activated. The power of Yang Shen instantly eliminated this negative influence, and a refreshing feeling flowed out.

The next moment, Ji Chuan's eyes became clear.

What Ji Chuan didn't know was that this was a Buddhist technique, and his words were mixed with the Buddhist lion's roar technique.

At this time, it was impossible to escape. The person behind him came with the intention of killing, but he was still allowed to stop?

A sinister look flashed across Ji Chuan's eyes, and he paid no attention to the people behind him. He gathered the true energy of his Dantian and concentrated it in his palms.

At the same time, the Immortal Seal is operating, preparing to neutralize the attacks of those behind him as much as possible.

"Let's die together!"

Ji Chuan's face was cold, his eyes were fierce, and he slapped Qin Qing with all his strength.

"Bang!"

The person behind him saw this and his eyes were about to burst, but there was nothing he could do to stop it, and both palms fell at the same time.

A stream of scarlet blood spat out on Ji Chuan, and Qin Qing, who was dressed in plain white clothes, fell off the roof and rolled down the roof.

Just when he was about to fall, he was caught by a monk in gray robes and slowly placed on the ground.

This person was Wu Zhen who came in a hurry. He crouched down quickly, took a breath, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

"Huh, okay, okay!"

Wu Zhen looked happy. If Qin Qing died, it's hard to imagine how angry Emei would be.

Even though Qin Qing's life is not in danger, his body is in a mess at this time. His injuries are extremely serious and his muscles and veins throughout his body are severely damaged. He needs to heal his injuries as soon as possible to avoid hindering his future martial arts path.

"puff!"

Ji Chuan received a Yuanshen realm palm force behind his back. Even though the Immortal Seal was used to dissolve most of the force, he still felt a shock in his body, as if his internal organs were displaced.

Ji Chuan turned around slightly, and a kind-hearted monk was glaring at him.

"Shaolin?"

Ji Chuan's gums were bloodshot and he swooped forward. He jumped on the roof of the inn several times to get rid of the huge force and said gloomily.

This person is nothing short of extraordinary.

"Young man is so impudent, I asked you to stop just now. Why didn't you stop?" Liao Fan's voice was loud and clever, and the lion's roar was in his voice. Many of the onlookers, many of whom were of low cultivation, covered their ears with painful expressions on their faces. look.

A surprise attack could catch Ji Chuan off guard. Trying to get an advantage from Ji Chuan a second time was undoubtedly a fantasy.

Ji Chuan wiped away the scarlet blood from the corner of his mouth and looked at Fan's clown-like performance with mockery.

Seeing this, Liao Fan said a Buddhist saying: "Amitabha, why did the donor kill him just now? We know that the woman is..."

"Master Uncle Fan, this is the person we are looking for."

Just when Fan was pretending to be righteous and preparing to preach, Wu Zhen's words made Fan narrow his eyes slightly, flashing with a dangerous light.

Hearing the sound, Ji Chuan turned his head and looked down. Wu Zhen's eyes happened to turn around, and the two looked at each other.

Ji Chuan smiled coldly, his teeth stained with blood, and his smile sounded quite bloodthirsty.

This appearance shocked Wuzhen and made him feel frightened.

"It turns out it's you. No wonder you are so ruthless and ruthless. Everyone can kill the evil demons and outsiders."

Liao Fan shouted angrily, his words were high-sounding, but he was probably just pretending, just to make an excuse for himself.

Ji Chuan remained silent, but he was thinking about how to solve this dilemma.

The old bald donkey in front of him should be a warrior of the first level of Yuanshen. Although it is difficult to escape, it is not impossible to pay a small price.

As for Ye Qingming, Mu Jue and Liu Meier, they can only hope for their own blessings.

"Since when did Shaolin like to meddle in other people's business?" Ji Chuan looked around and said coldly.

In a fight with the Yuanshen realm, as long as Ji Chuan is not stupid, he will naturally not do such a thing.

"Amitabha, Master Qin's nephew belongs to my Buddhist sect. It is natural for the poor monk to help me, why should I meddle in my own business?

On the other hand, the benefactor acted cruelly and ruthlessly. He disturbed me about Shaolin affairs last time, and this time he killed me, a disciple of the Emei sect of Buddhism.

Today, this poor monk wants to do justice for heaven and seek justice for my Buddhist sect. "

Liao Fan calmed down his anger, raised his palms, performed a Buddhist salute, and said calmly without a trace of fireworks.

Despite this, Liao Fan Yuanshen has already locked onto Ji Chuan's Qi machine, and if there is the slightest movement, nothing can escape his grasp.

"justice?"

Suddenly, a rough voice said.

The tone was questioning, but his attitude was more like questioning.

"God Transformation Realm!" Liao Fan's expression changed and he quickly recovered.

"Amitabha, it turns out that the envoy from Yang Zhen is here. The poor monk is disrespectful!" Liao Fan bowed slightly and said a Buddhist saying.

Yang Ting didn't even try to get rid of him, he stared at Fan and asked in a deep voice, "Did you just say you wanted justice?"

Then, without giving Fan a chance to argue, he shouted: "In Ningzhou City, Da Qin's laws and regulations are fair, and I am fair.

When can Shaolin seek justice from the imperial court? Does the court want to listen to Shaolin in the future? "

Big hats were placed on Shaolin's head. Even though Liao Fan had a high status in Shaolin, he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

He could not admit to such a crime, not to mention that the imperial court and Shaolin were in their honeymoon period at this time, and it was not suitable for a conflict.

"Young Master Yang Zhen cannot do that slanderous act. The poor monk is just angry that this man is cruel and ruthless. He shows no mercy to my Buddhist disciples and wants to take the lives of my Buddhist disciples. Naturally, the poor monk cannot let him do whatever he wants."

Liao Fan quickly explained that he could not let Yang Ting confirm the matter by clearing the relationship.

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"Oh? Are you talking about this person?" Yang Ting was surprised, pointed at Ji Chuan and asked in confusion.

Liao Fan nodded and said: "Yes, it is this person, Yang Zhen Fu Shi Ming Jian.

I hope Master Yang will be accommodating and let the poor monk take this traitor to Shaolin to suppress him, so as not to continue to cause harm to the world. "

Yang Ting sneered and said nothing, staring straight at Fan, which made him feel scared in his heart.

Liao Fan's heart sank and his brows furrowed slightly, not knowing what he said wrong just now.

Although he is not Yang Ting's opponent, he is not afraid. What he is afraid of is destroying the cooperation between the imperial court and Shaolin, which would be a really bad thing.

Therefore, he has never dared to conflict with Yang Ting.

Yang Ting said in a deep voice: "Master Liao Fan is really powerful. He actually wanted to escort Ji Baihu, the Jinyi Guard, to Shaolin. This really shocked Yang."

When Liao Fan heard this, he was suddenly startled. No wonder Yang Ting came so quickly. No wonder he was always in a weird mood.

All because Ji Chuan is a member of Jinyiwei Baihu.

If it were an ordinary person, even if Shaolin killed people in the city, it would not matter, the court would choose to turn a blind eye.

The big sects in the martial arts world have their own treatment. After all, every time a foreign invasion comes to a critical juncture, these big sects still need to order the heroes of the martial arts to fight against the foreign enemies.

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