Shaolin Bajue

Chapter 497 Ambition
Mo Kedo looked at the other four guardians, who nodded, and Mo Kedo said: "Don't worry, the sect master, the Holy Church never cares about this kind of thing, and we will not say what happened tonight."

The old man in kimono was relieved. He had a certain understanding of the Persian holy religion, knew that their words and deeds were consistent, and they did what they said, and made a "please" gesture.

The five Persian guardians took a deep look at Fang Jianming, and Mo Kedo's eyes showed a complicated look. The five performed lightness kung fu and quickly left the graveyard.

Seeing them leave, the old man in kimono smiled at Wu Kuang: "Little brother, I'm giving you a chance to live. You have to make good use of it."

Wu Kuang said: "What chance of survival?"

The old man in kimono said: "Join our sect, and you will be the king of Koryo in the future, the king of a country. In fact, if you didn't leave back then, you would still be sitting on the throne now. You don't cherish it too much."

Wu Kuang laughed "haha", and said while laughing: "Your ambition is really not small, I don't want to be a king, I know I can't beat you, but I would rather die than agree."

The old man in kimono had a murderous look on his face, and said with a sneer, "Since you are so stubborn, don't blame senior brother for being cruel, you asked for it!"

After finishing speaking, he raised his right hand slowly, and a powerful qi gathered in his hand.

Wu Kuang's mind sank, and he mobilized all the power in his body, his eyes were shining brightly.

Lifting the sword in Zhang Qingyi's hand, he pointed at the old man in kimono obliquely. Park Pengcheng secretly used his skills, and his palms were ready to strike.The sharp swords in the hands of the seven white-clothed youths also lay across their chests.

Just when the sword is on the verge of breaking out.

Suddenly, a donkey bray came, and everyone was startled after hearing the donkey bray.

Fang Jianming was overjoyed and shouted, "Look, is that you?"

The old man in the kimono felt something was wrong, he jumped out suddenly, turned his palms over, and a terrifying saber aura enveloped Wu Kuang, and the people standing beside Wu Kuang couldn't make a move at all.

The air seemed to be sucked out for a moment, and everyone felt it was difficult to breathe.

The voice of reading the libretto came from far away, and said angrily: "Satou, stop this old man!"

When he spoke, he was still seven miles away, and the word "hand" had just fallen, and he had already arrived in the field. The people guarding outside, whether it was a Fuso warrior or a ninja, no one knew how he got in.

A terrifying infuriating energy rushed towards the old man in kimono following the appearance of reading the script.

At this moment, Xin Chuan Laiyi Lightning pulled out the double knives at his waist, swept them up, and slashed at the reading book with a strong force between the two knives.

The long-haired old man jumped up, sending out all the energy in his body like a mountain, and hit the reading book.

Zhao Qianli let out a long roar, and slashed out his palms in a row, sending out six powerful palms, hitting the reading book.

The Taoist priest in white swayed, and floated to look at the songbook vertically. He swung his long sword in the air, and a frightening sword energy rushed towards the songbook.

Duan Chunfeng flicked his ten fingers with both hands, and used the Duan family's "Xiaoyao Shenjian", and dozens of extremely fierce invisible sword energy shot at the reading book.

It was too late to say it, and then it was too late, only to hear a loud "boom", the wind danced wildly, and dozens of tombs were razed to the ground by the powerful zhenqi, and the zhenqi overflowed, forcing everyone to retreat.

The long-haired old man blushed and fell from mid-air, his figure precarious.

With a "wow", Zhao Qianli spat out a mouthful of blood. He flew out and broke a big tree.

The white-clothed Taoist groaned, and he turned quickly in the air until he turned to the ground, making a strong "whoosh" sound.

Xinchuan Laiyi turned pale and fell into the grass.

Duan Chunfeng stood on the spot, motionless.

After all, it was a step late to read the script book, and there are so many masters to deal with, and it is impossible to completely stop the killer move of the old man in kimono...

With a loud cry of "Ah...", Wu Kuang was shocked by the saber energy of the old man in kimono and flew back even though he had used all his energy, and hit a tombstone with his head first...

With a "bang", the tombstone was shaken into two pieces, and the person sank deeply into the tomb.

The old man in the kimono laughed "haha" and exchanged three palms with the man who read the book, and landed at the same time.After landing, the old man in the kimono took a step back, and his upper body swayed while watching the book.

The expression on the face reading the songbook was no longer smiling, and looked at the other party solemnly, saying: "Satou, you are too despicable, even your junior brother will not let you go."

The old man in kimono sneered, "Old guy, it's you!"

Zhang Qingyi and Park Pengcheng yelled and rushed towards Wu Kuang who was trapped in the tomb, but their hearts were mostly cold.

Fang Jianming's eyes shot out raging anger, and he swept towards these Fusang people.

It was too fast just now, when he was about to help, he was stopped by the farmer wearing a bamboo hat, and then he was forced back by the powerful zhenqi.

Even if he rushed up, it would be of no avail. He couldn't stop him in time even after reading the script, let alone him?Wu Kuang still couldn't avoid being blown away by the old man in kimono.

The anger in his heart was getting bigger and bigger, and at this moment, the Tianchan Dao in his hand suddenly emitted a strange black light, the cicadas on the sword were singing and dancing happily, the "Great Sleeping Magic" at the back of his head was mobilized, and the "wake up" under his feet "Nerves" are running involuntarily, and the remaining true power of the cicada is gradually recovering like a god's help.

There was a white glow in his eyes, and the four peasants didn't know what happened, their bodies shook, and with a thud, they fell to the ground, unconscious.

At this time, Fang Jianming was no longer the usual Fang Jianming. With a strong evil spirit on his face, he walked towards the old man in kimono step by step.

When everyone saw it, they were horrified, and they were also startled when they read the songbook, unable to see what was going on.

Duan Chunfeng's face changed suddenly, and he said: "This...is this the martial arts in Tianhe Baolu?" The interest in "Tianhe Baolu" is getting bigger and bigger.

Although Fang Jianming had this strange change, the old man in the kimono was so afraid of him that he let out a powerful sword aura with a loud shout.

Fang Jianming swung the Heavenly Cicada Knife forward, the cicada groaned wildly, the two saber airs collided, a whirlwind blew up, and the airflow made strange noises.

With a "boom", Fang Jianming was shocked back six steps, but his face became more and more fierce, as if nothing happened at all, and he walked towards the old man in kimono...

Everyone's eyes widened, as if they couldn't believe what they saw with their own eyes.

The old man in the kimono had a gloomy face, a sneer suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth, a powerful murderous aura emanated from his whole body, and there were strange movements within five feet of him...

Seeing the song book, his expression changed, and he shouted: "Fight the wind!" With a powerful qi, Fang Jianming was pushed three feet away.When everyone saw his miraculous kung fu, they suspected that he was a god.

"Old guy, do you really want to take care of this?" the old man in kimono said coldly.

"Satou, your conspiracy has been exposed, and now the chaotic party in the Goryeo Palace will also be quelled, the old man advises you to stop!" read the songbook.

How could the old man in the kimono believe his words? There were flashes of lightning in his eyes, and he said sharply: "Whoever wants to stop me, I will let him die!"

Looking at the songbook, he sighed: "The road you took is just like your junior brother back then, and it will ruin your reputation in the end. In this regard, you are far inferior to your disciple Suzuki Ye!"

The old man in kimono said angrily: "Don't compare me with that damned junior, he is not worthy!"

Reading the songbook, he laughed and said: "Do you think you can become invincible after practicing Yingfeng Sword Style? You can't even beat your own senior brother, and you still want to be presumptuous in front of the old man. If you continue to make trouble, you don't need the old man to abolish you, your master It will also come to destroy you."

When the old man in kimono heard this, his body suddenly trembled slightly.

At this moment, a heart-piercing scream was heard suddenly, and the dying Wu Kuang dug out of the grave by Zhang Qingyi and Park Pengcheng suddenly released a frightening true energy, shaking Zhang Qingyi and Park Pengcheng away.

His head was covered with blood, and he was yelling, and the situation was horrific.

Suddenly, I saw him holding his head tightly with his hands, fell heavily to the ground, and then bounced up again.

Seeing that he was not dead, everyone felt incredible in their hearts. Could this guy's head be made of iron?
Wu Kuang howled wildly, holding his head and screaming: "Why does my head hurt so much? Where is this place? Who am I? Who am I..."

No one is not moved.

In an instant, many memories flooded into Wu Kuang's mind, he suddenly remembered the things when he was young, he still clearly remembered these scenes...

When I was very young, I lived on an island. On this island, there were my master and five senior brothers, all of whom were much older than him. He was the master's closed disciple.

One day, he asked Master: "Master, it is said in the book that everyone has parents. Where are my parents? Why didn't they come to pick me up?"

The master said: "When you grow up, your parents will come to pick you up." No matter how much he made trouble, the master did not tell him that his parents were there.

The five senior brothers paid little attention to him, and they were all practicing qigong diligently. It seemed that they all lived for qigong practice.He is waiting to grow up day by day...

Later, he stopped asking about his parents' whereabouts, and he became sensible.

When he grew up, one day, he really couldn't bear the loneliness on the island, so he secretly left the island by boat and came to the mainland, where he saw many lovely people and many novel things.

I helped the locals fight off the bad guys, but I was also injured. I fell ill at night, and an old couple took good care of him. After I recovered, seeing the two elders was like seeing my parents, so he willingly worshiped the two elders as his parents. , assumed the responsibility of supporting the two elders.

I thought I would live so purely and happily for the rest of my life, but the world was unpredictable. In less than a year, two groups of officers and soldiers came to fight in the local area.

The local villagers were killed innocently, and the elders were also brutally murdered. I killed many officers and soldiers for revenge, but I finally fell out of exhaustion...

After waking up, I was lying on a luxurious big bed. A mighty middle-aged man and a middle-aged beautiful woman stood in front of the bed, looking at him with concern...

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The mighty middle-aged man said to him angrily: "Your name is Li Fangwu, you are the son of my Li Chenggui, and the blood of my Li family flows in your body. These are all facts."

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Knowing that the second elder died at the hands of the officers and soldiers of the mighty middle-aged man, I was extremely sad. When I was about to leave this strange home, it was still the mighty middle-aged man who shouted at his back: "Come back with me, When I sent you to the island, I wanted you to learn martial arts and inherit the family business. How dare you not listen to me? You are not allowed to leave!"

I was arrested and went back. No matter how my mother enlightened me, I didn't want to listen to it. I felt that this home was not the one I imagined. There were intrigues everywhere. My younger brothers were very unfriendly to me, and my younger sisters avoided me when they saw me. open.

I don't have any friends, I started to give up on myself, learned to drink flower wine, and often didn't come home until late at night.

(End of this chapter)