"Hehe, the purpose of our coming here is very simple, just to the remains of the "demon" Cang Li."

Zhu Yuyan didn't hide it and said it openly.

""Demon" Cang Li?" Murong Fu was extremely shocked. He had indeed heard of Cang Li.

But why is this remains in Shaolin?

Why did the people of the Demon Sect take it away again?

Could it be that there is something that he doesn't even know?

Just when Murong Fu was confused, Yuanzhen took action.

He pretended to block in front of Shi Zhixuan's palm and waited until the Kū saw the monk coming to rescue him.

Suddenly hide.

"What?" Kong saw that the monk was stunned. Before he could react, Yuanzhen turned around and turned around.

A strange smile appeared, and a punch "bang" into the lower abdomen of the monk in Kong.

On one side of his body, he cleverly rubbed Shi Zhixuan with his body, allowing his [Life and Death Seal] to hit the chest of the monk Kongjian.

"puff!"

A generation of monk Kojima was beaten and vomited blood and rushed into the Medicine King's Hall.

Crack the statue of the Medicine Buddha inside it to pieces.

In an instant, dust flew and tiles collapsed.

Half of the Buddhist temple was in ruins.

Kong saw that the monk's face changed black and white, and his body was withering rapidly in front of everyone.

Vitality is gone, and gods cannot save them.

"Yuan...Yuanzhen, you are... a traitor."

The Buddha's name is called Yuanzhen, standing in front of him with a single palm, elegant temperament, and smiling:

"Master, my disciple has never truly converted, so how can I betray it?"

"You..." Kong saw the monk's eyes look dim and a little sad.

After all, I paid the wrong payment.

"Master, I don't want to kill you either, but you have a stubborn personality, it's not good to do this."

Yuanzhen saw the emptiness and the divine monk's aura, and couldn't help but feel a little proud.

Kongjian the monk shook his head and sighed, "You have moved your mind, and I'm afraid there is no way back."

Yuanzhen said, "Master, don't worry, we only want to get the remains of the "demon" and just hand it over it in Shaolin Temple."

"I promise, the Magic Sect and the Yuan Kingdom warriors will turn around and leave."

Kong saw that the monk wanted to persuade him a few more words, but his heart hurt.

He couldn't help but vomited blood, and then his neck tilted and he died in front of everyone.

"What! Kong Jian is dead!"

"The Demon Sect's thief is so cruel!"

"It's over, it's over! Shaolin Temple is over this time!"

…

Murong Fu's face looked ugly, and he couldn't tell whether it was joy or sorrow.

I saw that the monk was neither close nor close to him, and I had never even seen him.

If you die, you will die.

But when I saw the Demon Sect, the Yuan people were unscrupulous in front of me.

He was extremely unhappy.

This kind of discomfort is engraved in the bones and in the depths of the soul.

"It's past!"

"It's really passed!"

When Zhu Yuyan heard this, she let out a crisp and giggle like a silver bell:

"Just killing someone, what's the point?"

"Your Highness of the King of Yan massacres tens of thousands of Japanese troops, but you have never said that."

Murong Fu's eyes erupted:

"I am a great Chinese, and if people do not offend me, I will not offend others."

"The Japanese invaded Middle-earth, and I was the king for his country, the people for himself, and it was in accordance with the will of God."

"And you are afraid that the world will not be in chaos, and you deserve to be compared with me?"

Zhu Yuyan pretended to be surprised and said, "Okay, there are so many people here, and we are just about to learn about the tricks of King Yan."

Murong Fu's face turned cold and swept towards the "Evil King" Shi Zhixuan, Yuanzhen or the "Hunyuan Pili Hand" Cheng Kun.

Swinging his robe, he said domineeringly:

"I, Murong Fu, are not afraid of you and a few people."

Cheng Kun looked proud and did not feel any sad because of the death of the monk Kongjian.

"Hehe, it turns out that you are Murong Fu. At a young age, you have reached the level of Grandmaster."

"However, the old monk advises you not to meddle in other people's business."

"Otherwise, I don't know how I die."

Before he could finish his words, a roar came from a distance.

"Chengkun, you are indeed hiding in Shaolin Temple."

The sound of the roar suddenly subsided.

A young man in white clothes fell from the air and appeared in front of everyone.

Murong Fu looked up and down at the person coming, and was curious about the other party's identity.

Cheng Kun said with a smile: "Haha, Master Zhang, it's been a long time since I saw you, why are you so angry?"

Only then did Murong Fu realize that this person was Zhang Wuji, the leader of the [Ming Cult] Sect.

No wonder he was so angry when he saw Cheng Kun.

It seems that there is a good show now.

"Chengkun, you killed my adopted father's family, I once promised him."

"It is necessary to kill the enemy and take revenge for the sake of your hand." Zhang Wuji's eyes were filled with anger and was ready to take action at any time.

"Wait, Master Zhang, don't forget that we have an agreement first."

"This time, there shouldn't be an internal siege."

When Shi Zhixuan saw that Zhang Wuji was going to deal with Cheng Kun, he reminded him.

Zhang Wuji's face became ugly and he was silent for a long time.

Just when Murong Fu thought he would break the agreement for the sake of "Golden Lion King" Xie Xun.

Zhang Wuji actually agreed:

"Okay, I'll let Cheng Kun go first this time."

"See you next time, you will be killed."

Murong Fu suddenly felt something was wrong and his eyebrows froze.

Obviously, Zhang Wuji has a different understanding from his own.

Not as honest as in the original work.

On the contrary, it gave him an illusion.

This person prefers the one in the movie version.

Ambitious and attempt to unify the world in one fell swoop.

"Here, Your Highness, King Yan, do you think that you can defeat us by your own strength?" Zhu Yuyan laughed softly.

Murong Fu's face was dull. He was afraid of everything else, but he was not afraid of group fights.

Don’t say, there is one more Zhang Wuji.

Even if he calls his father Zhang Cuishan and his mother Yin Susu together, he is not afraid.

Just don't wait to open your mouth.
To be continued...