The Great Demon Lord of Martial Arts

After returning from Lu Tianxing's mansion, Jueming's face was gloomy and almost dripping with tears. He was on the verge of an explosive change. He was patient all the way.

For ordinary people, this kind of Qi-nurturing skill would not be possible. It had already happened with Lu Tianxing. You don't need to guess the outcome. He was slapped to death by Lu Tianxing. There was no second possibility.

"boom!"

As soon as he returned to his residence, Jueming finally lost his patience and slapped his palm on the table. The round table, which was not considered fragile, was blown into pieces like paper.

The Shaolin disciples on the side were startled by the noise and hurriedly ran over, looking at the scene in surprise. They didn't know who made Uncle Master so angry.

"Uncle Master, what's wrong with you?" A Shaolin disciple looked at each other with his fellow apprentices, slowly walked over, and asked tentatively.

The infinite anger subsided a lot as the table shattered, but his face was still very ugly. He snorted and said: "Huh, Jin Yiwei didn't let Wu Zhi go. It's really unreasonable."

He was the most senior person present, otherwise he wouldn't have gone to find Lu Tianxing today. The others wouldn't have the weight at all, and even he could only do it barely.

There is no chance for people in the Returning to the Void Realm and Yuanshen Realm to speak on an equal footing. Just now in the Jinyiwei Mansion Office, he didn't even have the courage to refute, which shows how powerful the people in the Returning to the Void Realm are.

"Uncle Master, couldn't he rescue Junior Brother Wu Zhi? Isn't the imperial court still cooperating with me, Shaolin?"

The face of a Shaolin disciple suddenly changed. They had always thought that the imperial court was seeking help from Shaolin, so the Shaolin disciples were running rampant in the capital and did not care about the Jin Yiwei.

Moreover, the Jin Yiwei seemed to ignore the Jin Yiwei, which gave the Shaolin disciples invisible support, which made them even more unscrupulous.

However, now that Uncle Jueming told them that Jin Yiwei would not let him go and imprisoned Junior Brother Wu Zhi in Zhenfusi Prison, they had to be surprised and even a little bit horrified.

Even though they have never been to the Zhenfusi Imperial Prison, they have heard of the horrors of the imperial prison.

Who in the world was frightened and frightened by the Jin Yiwei's imprisonment?

After being arrested and thrown into prison, it would be nice to be a complete person after coming out.

Once most people are imprisoned in prison, it is almost impossible for them to come out alive. Even if they do come out, they will be crazy and disabled.

Who is not afraid of those extremely cruel tortures?

Jueming scowled and blamed himself: "Lu Tianxing made it clear that he was unwilling to let him go, so I had no good solution. Fortunately, he promised to only hold him for a few days and would not let nephew Wu Zhi suffer any physical pain."

The Shaolin disciples on the other side felt anxious at the first sentence, but then they breathed a sigh of relief when they heard that they would not be tortured.

"Uncle Master, there is no need to blame yourself. After all, this is the territory of the imperial court. When Master comes, they can look good and ask the emperor to give them a look."

Being able to enter the capital during the current struggle for imperial power shows that these people are the best among Shaolin disciples. Whether they come to experience or gain insights, some things will not be hidden from them.

Therefore, Jueming was not surprised that these disciples knew about the relationship between Shaolin and the imperial court.

Hearing this, Jueming's face turned from gloomy to bright and said, "Well, that makes sense. When Uncle Master comes, this matter will be solved naturally. Then we will see whether Lu Tianxing can let him go, hmph!"

Regarding Lu Tianxing's use of power to suppress others, Jueming, as a Shaolin elder, had never been treated with such contempt before, and he suddenly felt unhappy.

If there was a chance, he wouldn't mind mentioning this matter to Emperor Qin and seeing how Shi Lu Tianxing explained it.

Now, Emperor Qin still has to beg Shaolin to block the Taoist offensive for the imperial court.

When the position of the state religion is established, Shaolin's status will be different from the same. The abbot can even become the state master of the Qin Dynasty, and Lu Tianxing will not be able to do anything.

For a moment, the originally gloomy atmosphere became relaxed.

Suddenly, as if he thought of something, he turned to look at the many Shaolin disciples and said: "This incident was done by Jinyi Wei Jichuan. I also know this person. He has no king and no father and is ruthless. He can even harm his own master. This person They are also evil heretics.

Once there is an opportunity, he must be taken to Shaolin to suppress him and resolve the hostility in his heart. This can be considered as eradicating harm to the world, so that evil spirits and outsiders can be punished by everyone.

I, Shaolin, am merciful and will not kill him, but I will never let him cause harm to the world.

When you meet Ji Chuan in the future, you will not show mercy. If you encounter fierce resistance, you can eliminate the harm on the spot. "

All the Shaolin disciples nodded and said indignantly: "Uncle Master is absolutely right. As the leader of the world's martial arts community, I, Shaolin, have the unshirkable responsibility to eradicate evil spirits and heretics."

The Shaolin disciples were talking a lot. Jueming looked at the door with a cold light in his eyes. Once he got the opportunity, he would not let Ji Chuan go.

His failure this time was entirely caused by Ji Chuan, and the anger in his heart could not be quelled.

At this time, Jueming didn't look like a monk at all. In other words, the role played by Shaolin did not reflect the compassion of a monk at all.

Here, Shaolin and others were filled with indignation, but Ji Chuan didn't care and patrolled the capital unhurriedly. Now Ji Chuan is extremely famous in the city.

Everyone knows that Jin Yiwei has a ruthless character. Just Qian Hu dares to fight against Shaolin. The key is to be safe and sound.

Those Shaolin disciples have been imprisoned in Fusi Prison in Jinyiwei Town and have never been released, but Ji Chuan is still fine.

I have to say, this is a miracle.

The Taoist sect was even more surprised. They had no idea what kind of medicine the imperial court was selling. The relationship between Shaolin and the imperial court was unknown to others, but the Taoist sect knew it very well.

As soon as this happened, Daomen concluded that Ji Chuan was going to be unlucky and Qian Hu's position might not be guaranteed. Not only was the clinker fine, but he seemed to be alive and well.

Three days later, Ji Chuan suddenly received an order asking him to release the Shaolin disciples. UU reading www. uukanshu． net

Ji Chuan didn't care. After all, the effect of killing chickens to scare monkeys has been achieved, and there is no point in locking up Shaolin disciples anymore.

Therefore, Ji Chuan walked into the prison for the first time today. As soon as he entered, he was hit by a musty smell, a smell of blood, and a unique smell that made people want to vomit.

Fire and water cannot enter, and the atmosphere of epidemic and disaster fills the prison!

Ji Chuan frowned and walked on the dark bluestone. It is not accurate to say that it is pitch black, but dark red, with some red turning purple and some red turning black.

Ji Chuan could tell at a glance that the dark red mud on the ground was soaked in blood. Over time, it naturally became such a scene.

Walking on the dark and damp prison corridor, my feet were sticky, which made my heart tremble and felt extremely uncomfortable.

Before actually entering the prison, you can hear screams one after another. If you listen carefully, you can feel that they want to die immediately. Real life is worse than death.

"Master Ji, it's a bit noisy here, don't mind, sir." A prison guard walked behind Ji Chuan, leading Ji Chuan forward with a flattering smile on his face.

"Snapped!"

Just as he was speaking, the jailer raised his whip and swung it towards the cell next to him. In an instant, the cells nearby became much quieter.

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