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Chapter 288: The Eight Parts of the Dragon

"The benefactor's murderous nature is too serious. Although he is unkind and unjust, he is still your father."

The sweeping monk spoke while sweeping the floor.

“Crows know the kindness of nurturing, let alone humans.”

You sneered.

"Master is so merciful, but I hope he can stay away from other people in rainy weather. I'm afraid that when thunder falls from the sky, it won't chop Master's mouth into pieces, but it will affect innocent people."

Blood flowed from the corner of your mouth as you spoke. Although you had begun to repair your body, the injury from being almost stabbed in the heart still weakened your fighting ability.

"The female benefactor is indeed very eloquent, but female benefactor, why don't we just stop here? You have already killed the abbot, the supervisor of the temple, and so many Shaolin disciples. That's enough."

"Enough? Indeed, enough people have been killed now, but the land deeds, loan shark notes, and these monks who are accustomed to dominating have not been killed yet. How can I stop?"

You know you can't defeat the sweeping monk in front of you, but there are some things you must do.

"Hey, why do donors have to kill everyone? There is always a sliver of incense left."

"When those people took away the food from the tenant farmers and left them to starve to death, they never thought of leaving a way for them to survive. Old bald donkey, if you don't want to be embarrassed, just get out of the way."

You didn't expect it to go so smoothly at first. You originally thought that you could defeat people like Jian Si at most, but you didn't expect that you were already so strong.

But when facing the sweeping monk, you are still not sure. But now, it is just a battle.

But at this moment, a roar came from behind you.

"Who dares to commit evil in Shaolin Temple!!"

Along with this roar, there is a roar of dragons and tigers. You know that this is an extremely advanced palm power, but the person coming is aboveboard. He has roared ten feet away, so you can accurately judge the position and hit with a backhand.

A palm.

The two violent forces collided instantly. Under the agitation of the internal force, the leaves and dust under the sweeper's feet suddenly flew out, and the entire yard became clean in an instant.

You are shocked to find that although the person in front of you is not as strong as you, his palm power is as strong as a mighty river!

However, before you could say anything, another palm was already in front of you. You used your inner strength to keep attacking the opponent, but even though you were extremely fast, the attacker had a strange and rare aura in battle.

Instinct, even if you can't see your move clearly, you can still resist it and immediately draw your hand to counterattack!

With a backhand move, he unleashed a large amount of his internal energy. Not to be outdone, the man also swung out his palms, forming several dragon-shaped shadows on his side.

"Kinglong has regrets!"

The violent power instantly exploded between the two of you, and then the violent air waves appeared again.

However, just when you are about to draw the opponent into a battle of internal strength, the opponent suddenly changes his moves and dodges your grasp almost instinctively.

You raised your eyebrows and flew backwards with the help of this force. However, a big hand formed by internal force grabbed you again with the sound of dragon roar.

You sneered, and the internal energy in your body exploded, smashing the giant palm of internal energy and falling directly into the main hall.

The moment you hit the ground, the red ribbons on your body kept sputtering out. Before the Shaolin Temple monks could react, the ribbons containing internal energy cut all their throats!

Not only that, when you rolled up your long sleeves, all the oil lamps of the Mahavira Palace fell on the carved and painted Mahavira Palace. The flames ignited the sesame oil in the Mahavira Palace, and the flames swept up instantly.

"Witch!"

The person shouted angrily and jumped in front of you again, and it was only then that you saw him clearly.

The other person looked to be in his twenties or thirties, but his clothes were patched and there were several bags hanging on them.

This outfit made you a little dazed, and then you heard the other party curse angrily.

"Witch! Shaolin Temple is a great temple of great virtue! Why did you slaughter the monks!"

You couldn't help but laugh when you looked at his angry eyes and expression filled with indignation.

"Highly virtuous monk? I don't know which sect you are from, but the grudges between me and the Shaolin Temple are our own business, but I can also guarantee that the people I kill have a way to die... I don't want to

Kill innocent people and leave as soon as possible."

After you finished speaking, you were ready to look for the land deed and the usury note.

However, the other person's words made you turn your head.

"I am Qiao Feng, a disciple of the Beggar Clan! Before I joined the Beggar Clan, I was a lay disciple of the Shaolin Temple! Naturally, I also share in the grudges between you and the Shaolin Temple!"

Qiao Feng?

The Eight Parts of Demi-Gods?

Only when you get to this point do you know which world you have entered.

"So Qiao Shaoxia, do you know about the nunnery opened by the Shaolin Temple monks? The Shaolin Temple robbed the tenants of food and made my family starve to death. Do you also know? And since you said these monks are virtuous monks, why did you say that when I was a child?

, to serve them tea and water in the nunnery, and listen to what they say about what I will look like in the future? Watch them persecute good women?"

Your eyes looking at Qiao Feng are getting colder and colder.

"In addition, since you are a member of the Beggar Clan, doesn't it mean that Qiao Shaoxia is also engaged in the business of harvesting and cutting fruits?"

"How could we, the beggar gang, do such shameless and obscene things! We, the beggar gang, are all decent men who behave upright and sit upright. Don't stop spitting on others!"

Qiao Feng categorically denied it, but you just sneered.

"Really? Then why is this not what I heard in Kaifeng Mansion! There are quite a few children and women lost in the hands of beggars every year!"

However, Qiao Feng, who was looking at the corpses of the monks in the Shaolin Temple, was no longer interested in talking to you. He flipped his palms and let out a roar of dragons and tigers before attacking you.

"Killing the eminent Shaolin monk and slandering me, the hero of the Beggar Clan, the witch deserves to be killed!"

You and Qiao Feng fought together again, and you felt extremely uncomfortable.

Obviously your speed and internal strength are much higher than the opponent's, but the opponent can always find your flaw in incredible places and launch a fatal blow to you.

Moreover, the more he was beaten, the stronger and more violent the internal energy in his body became, and the more he was beaten, the faster his speed and strength became. Moreover, his eyes had begun to turn red, and his movements became more and more wild and domineering.

You concentrate on fighting the opponent, but at this moment, you suddenly hear a dozen voices.

"Brother Qiao Feng! We are here to help you!"

The next moment, countless hidden weapons flew towards your body, and a dozen elders with cloth bags on their bodies also pressed their hands on Qiao Feng's shoulders.

Qiao Feng's skill tripled in an instant. In an instant, he found the moment when your inner energy was at its weakest. The violent energy directly broke through your protective energy and knocked you away.

But Qiao Feng didn't feel good either. He and the dozen elders of the Beggar Clan who joined forces to attack you flew out together, injuring both of you.

Just as you were about to get up, three eminent monks hiding among the many monks suddenly jumped out, and they hit your spine with their Zen staffs at the same time.

You immediately vomited blood and became seriously injured.

But you grabbed one of the Zen staffs and swiped it violently. The head of the Sanming monk turned into a rotten watermelon, with red and white splattering on the golden body of the Buddha.

The feeling of weakness coming from your body let you know that you could not continue fighting, so you quickly rushed out of the Shaolin Temple and entered the dense forest of Shaoshi Mountain.
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