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Chapter 423 The Strongest Shield - Xuan Ci

Facing the angry eyes of the Shaolin monks, he raised his Zen sticks and swords.

Although the beggars felt guilty, they were unwilling to be killed and quickly drew their weapons.

The war is about to start.

The seventh generation disciple on the ring raised his right fist and shouted, "Kill all these bald donkeys!"

"Enough!" The roar was like a dragon's roar.

Although Qiao Feng still maintained his human form, there seemed to be a shadow of a dragon a hundred feet long looming behind him.

When the weak are bullied, when injustice occurs, and when evil appears, the just and majestic force that descends almost spans the entire Shaoshi Mountain.

The Emperor of Song was so frightened that he almost fell off the platform.

Xuanci's mind was in confusion and his eyebrows were trembling.

Murong Fu's legs were trembling, and he was almost frightened back to his original form.

Tang Mu's face turned even paler and cold sweat broke out on his head.

The sweeping monk in the Sutra Repository put his hands together and chanted the Heart Sutra. It seemed as if he remembered something and put down the book in his hand. Then Jiumozhi immersed himself in the sea of ​​books again.

[Buddha's Son of Wonderful Sound] Duan Yu was surprised. Being good at sound, he could tell that it was just a simple roar.

The anger in the monks' hearts was replaced by a kind of trust. They all believed that Qiao Feng would bring them justice and light.

The beggars only had their own leader in their eyes.

Faced with this roar, the seven-bag disciple fell to the ground in shock.

Most of his sinister and evil curse power was used up, and all the poisonous insects that were cursed by him died suddenly.

But even so, the resentment on his face still did not disappear, and he did not answer Qiao Feng's question.

Instead, he hummed a tune to himself.

"Those with daughters irrigate the land, those with good wives plant good land, those with bad wives plant bad land, and those without women reclaim wasteland!"

Hearing this little tune, many monks lowered their heads at a speed visible to the naked eye. A small number of them glared again, saying with disdain that the Beggars' Sect was not clean either, and also engaged in "harvesting and dismembering living beings".

Xuan Ci closed his eyes and chanted the Buddha's name.

The anger that Qiao Feng had built up suddenly deflated like a punctured balloon.

He was also the son of a Shaolin tenant and had heard about these dirty things.

"Shaolin Temple has a [Discipline Courtyard] to supervise the monks. Monks who bully decent women and violate the precepts will be caught by the [Discipline-observing monks] and [Discipline-observing monks] in the courtyard and punished."

“Breaking the precepts, breaking the precepts!” The Seven-Bag disciple panted, “Shaolin Temple no longer has any taboos against lust, leader! As long as you are willing to marry her, it is not considered a violation of the precepts! My sister was toyed with by this bastard and then married, and it only took one month. In less than a month, my sister died!”

"When he was thrown back, he was skinny and covered with scars!"

"Do you think he deserves to die?"

"You say it, boss!"

Xuan Ci wanted to be polite and admit it first, then let the Discipline Institute investigate the matter, but he saw Qiao Feng got there first and nodded without hesitation, "He deserves to die! If this is true. But why didn't you tell me?"

"Even if the criminal is a relative of the emperor, I will arrest him and bring him to justice, and punish him in front of the people of the world."

"But..." The Seven Bags disciple did not expect such an answer, "But haven't you always been trying to avoid friction between us and Shaolin?"

"Yes." Qiao Feng nodded, sweeping his majestic gaze over the heroes, "But this cannot sacrifice justice and harm the interests of innocent people."

"I was wrong." The Seven Bags disciple lowered his head and cried, "I should have told you earlier."

The Emperor of Song on the stage also lowered his head, but his heart was full of resentment. I am the Son of Heaven, how can I share the same crime with the common people? Because of you, I live like an ascetic monk. What kind of emperor am I, Qiao Feng, Qiao Feng!
No, I can't live without him.

Perhaps because he felt a little cowardly, he began to practice the method of spiritual victory, imagining that among his subordinates, there would be one who would be more powerful than Qiao Feng. He was the emperor, and sooner or later a new 'Qiao Feng' would appear under his command.

Qiao Feng, you won’t always be the strongest!

Xuan Ci, who was standing beside Emperor Song, did not notice that Emperor Song was in an abnormal mood.

Because the words of the Seven Bags disciple kept echoing in his mind, 'There is no Lust Caution in Shaolin Temple anymore, Master!' He always felt that these words were pointing at him.

After all, it was he who first committed the lust taboo and then found an excuse to abolish it.

Therefore, he also ignored the restlessness of Xu Zhu not far away.

Among the martial artists in Shaoshi Mountain right now, he is the most sober one except Li Lin and others.

Even though he had the idea of ​​replacing Qiao Feng, he was thinking more about doing great things.

The experience of being frightened to the point of shaking legs made him urgently need a battle to wash away the humiliation.

then
The pudding-stained monk's robe instantly turned into a gorgeous purple robe. His bald head grew long black hair. A sharp sword appeared out of thin air in his hand and stabbed towards Qiao Feng.

"Damn it!" Xiao Yuanshan cursed inwardly. Jiumozhi hadn't even shown up yet, and this little thief Murong was going to die. If I had known earlier, I should have sent him and his damn bastard father to die together.

But he still howled like a wolf and rushed out of the crowd, "Thunder Explosion!"

The [Prajna Palm] created by the eighth-generation Shaolin abbot, Master Yuan Yuan, combined with the [Explosion Spell], the most explosive of the three major disruptive spells, and the deformed creature created by Murong Fu attacked Qiao Feng.

"The earth is shaking!" A dark-faced man in the crowd saw the right moment, swung his sledgehammer, and used the [Mountain-Splitting Spell] to blast towards the cliff.

As the loud explosion sounded, huge rocks rolled down.

"Flocks of flying birds!" A yellow-faced man shot a feather arrow into the sky, and the feather arrow turned into countless flying birds and launched indiscriminate attacks on the surroundings.

There were also people secretly casting [Coma Spell] and [Weather Spell] in the crowd.
The beggars, monks, and martial arts heroes who wanted to support Qiao Feng had to take care of themselves first.

"How can it be so powerful!"

"It's gunpowder!"

"My feet, physician, physician!"

"Get lost, where did you come from?"

"Why is it raining and thundering? Which bastard cast the weather spell?"

"The ground is so slippery, I can't stand up."

"I can't move, Hanqing, save me!"

But even so, Shaoshi Mountain is still a safe marginal place.

"Old Yue, don't die!"

On a cliff, Yun Zhonghe flew off the ground, picked up a big-headed dwarf who was waving crocodile-mouthed scissors and wanted to fight, and flew away from the battlefield.

"Put down the butcher knife and you will become a Buddha instantly. Let it go."

Duan Yu had a bitter face as he protected his sister, aunt, and father.

Duan Yanqing brandished his steel staff, and from time to time he unleashed his first-grade [One Yang Finger] power to protect Duan Yu.

The girls guarded by Duan Yu were no cowards either.

The girl in purple seemed to have a curse in her eyes. The enemies she looked at with her big eyes twitched and foamed at the mouth.

The girl in red clothes changed her appearance in various ways, blending in with the crowd and shooting arrows from behind.

The girl in black swung a long whip, and the whip made a crackling sound wherever it landed.

The little girl, who still had a slightly childish face, waved her hand and black air became scattered, falling to the ground and turning into black snakes.

On the contrary, Duan Zhengchun and the girls' mothers couldn't bear to watch.

They were just busy talking about love and jealousy. However, Wuyazi was not surprised.

The bamboo house where Li Lin and his companions were located was just like the Lingjiu Palace, and no one approached it.

When Wuyazi has time, he turns into a crow and observes Duan Zhengchun.

Duan Zhengchun's talent in spells is also pretty good. Although he is not a generalist who knows three spells, he has awakened two spells, which is better than most people in the martial arts world who only have one spell.

But unfortunately, the two spells that Duan Zhengchun awakened were the Beauty Spell and the Stripping Spell.

The beauty spell makes him more handsome and graceful, and the stripping spell has the same purpose as his specialty, the Five Luo Light Smoke Palm, which is to turn off the lights and strip.

Therefore, Duan Zhengchun could only rely on martial arts to fight the enemy.

As for Duan Zhengchun's women, except for one who has a fiery temper and can cast the fire spell, which is somewhat useful against the enemy.

The rest are just skincare, cleansing, and charm-enhancing spells.

No wonder they want their own children to protect the law.

However, this also made Wuyazi look down on Duan Zhengchun even more.

Just when Wuyazi was itching to give Duan Zhengchun a Heart-Drilling Curse, Duan Zhengchun's subordinate Hua Hegen seemed to have learned that his master was about to be in trouble, and hurried forward to say that a new tunnel had been dug and invited the princes and ladies to hide in it.

Wuyazi's eyes finally felt clear.

Li Lin and the others in the bamboo house, like the people in Lingjiu Palace, were all focused on the fight between Qiao Feng and the masked man.

The reason why Murong Fu is not here is because he is as vulnerable as the products of his transformation.

If he hid in the crowd and continued to harass them with Transfiguration spells, he might have achieved greater results.

But he insisted on close combat, and was knocked to the ground by Qiao Feng.

If he hadn't turned the clothes on his palm into an iron plate in time, he would have died.

No, he is as good as dead now.

He hid under a dead body and pretended to be one, hoping that no one would recognize who he was.

However, he miscalculated.

The masked man, Xiao Yuanshan, used his hoarse voice and used his inner strength to make his voice spread throughout the Shaoshi Mountain, "Murong Fu is really useless, and he is also Nan Murong. He can't even block a palm from you, Boss Qiao."

"Not--" Bao Bu Tong wanted to refute as usual, but this time he shut his mouth.

He and Feng Bo'e both had a problem, which was that they were accustomed to thinking too highly of their own master, so they both believed that their master did it on purpose and wanted the Liao people to take action and take the head of the Song Emperor himself.

Therefore, in order not to disrupt his master's plan, Bao Bu Tong had to keep his mouth shut.

Yan Jun Tangmu thought the same thing, but his reasons were different from theirs.

Because facing Murong Fu's superb transformation skills and mastery of hundreds of arts, even if he were to face him, he would not be able to defeat him immediately and there was no guarantee of victory.

If Murong Fu is really useless, then he is even more useless and there is no way he can compete with Qiao Feng.

His pride wouldn't allow him to admit it.

"Murong?" Qiao Feng was ready for battle. "Don't think I will think he was defeated so easily. Your target is the emperor. I advise you to give up. Abbot Xuanci is not someone you can easily bypass."

Murong Fu's pride made him crawl out from under the corpse, pretending nothing had happened. He used Transfiguration to tidy up his appearance and snorted, "As expected of you, the [Cloud Dragon God], you actually discovered it."

"Master, you are confused!" Feng Boye blocked the enemy's sword and said, "You shouldn't give up hiding because of a momentary anger."

"No, no." Bao Bu Tong chanted the fundamental spell loudly, and the sound echoed throughout the Shaoshi Mountain like thunder. "My lord is a prince, and he has always taken it as his responsibility to restore the country. How can he lose the royal demeanor for this and lose the big picture for the small?"

"Oh, whose bucktooth curse is this!"

"Woooooo~"

Bao Bu Tong's front teeth grew to his chin and he couldn't speak.

Murong Fu felt both proud and ashamed.

This actually allowed him to unleash his potential and he no longer tried to engage in physical combat with Qiao Feng.

But interfere from behind.

Lions, tigers, eagles, poisonous snakes, elephants, and wasps, along with a rain of arrows, attacked Qiao Feng, trying to stop him from heading in the direction where the Song Emperor was escaping.

The black-faced strong men who beat the mountain and the red-faced men who created thunder and lightning and heavy rain were responsible for blocking the martial arts heroes, the beggars of the Beggar Gang and the monks of Shaolin who wanted to help Qiao Feng escape and protect him.

"Well done, young master!" Feng Bo'e cheered, totally ignoring the fact that he was hit by a sword and his nose was swollen by the curse power in the sword.

"I am Nan Murong!" Murong Fu even had the leisure to conjure up a folding fan.

Seeing that Qiao Feng was trapped, Xiao Yuanshan was not as optimistic as Murong Fu.

When talking about Xuan Ci, everyone's first impression is that he is a scum of Buddhism who committed adultery but was still able to continue to serve as abbot.

No one knew what his basic spell was, or why he broke the precepts. Xuan Ku, who couldn't stand any grain of sand in his eyes, could only make sarcastic remarks.

Xiao Yuanshan knew what Xuan Ci's fundamental spell was—the Super Iron Armor Spell.

This is a higher-level spell of the Iron Armor Spell, with a larger range and stronger defensive power.

Although his blasting spell back then was not as perfect as it is now, and he could not use it directly with his flesh and blood body, but combined with his staff skills, he was invincible.

But the reason why most of the cowards and fools outside Yanmen Pass were able to survive.

It all depends on Xuan Ci's super iron armor spell.

The Armor Spell is different from general protective spells in that it focuses more on rebounding and deflecting the enemy's damage.

Therefore, Xuan Ci's powerful Vajra Palm is not only harder than gold and stone, it also contains a recoil force. The more powerful the enemy's moves are, the stronger the recoil force will be generated in his palm.

However, Xuan Ci was much stronger than Xiao Yuanshan knew.

"Super armor protection!" "Safeguard!" "Protect everything!"

The three protective spells perfectly covered Xuanci himself, Emperor Song, and his attendants.

"Generalist!" x18!

The assassins named "Eighteen Riders of Yanyun" by Xiao Yuanshan instantly recognized what Xuan Ci showed.

The Mantra Sutra is not only available in the Song Dynasty, it has also been sold to many countries and has multiple versions in different languages.

An advanced spell of the Iron Armor Spell that takes into account both physical and magical defense, and uses the power of defense as a base for counterattack.

A spell that dispels the power of defense against evil spells.

A spell of protection focused on physical defense.

The combination of the three is simply perfect.

Even when the three destructive spells, [Explosion Spell], [Crushing Spell] and [Disappearing Spell], were cast simultaneously, Xuan Ci's golden Buddha's palm still did not produce a ripple.

"Petrification spell, full body binding spell, swamp spell, slide spell to trap the enemy."

"Assassinate with the Three Breaking Curses."

“It really takes a lot of effort.”

"You might have succeeded without me."

"Aren't you wondering why Boss Qiao let me take the Guan family away? Because I am the Guan family's strongest shield."

"And the strongest spear [Cloud Dragon God] will strangle all the rebels behind you!"

(End of this chapter)