When he heard this, he couldn't help but use his internal force, only to feel that his body was empty, and he found that all the internal force was sealed in the dantian by the word "benevolence". www.biquge.info It turned out that Jiang Wu woke up from the bad news of her mother's uncertain life and death, and really felt the fragility of life, and felt that martial arts was the root of all cholera. ”

If you want to break the seal, it is not complicated, you only need to be sealed by the person who is sealed, the Dao Dharma or the Dharma realm exceeds the seal, and the person who can surpass Jiang Yu in the Dao Dharma or Dharma realm is actually "turning back is the shore." ”

Of course, there is no perfect martial arts in the world, and the only drawback of this style of Nyorai Divine Palm is that it cannot seal people who are higher than their own skills.

"You, you actually did this thing to deceive the teacher and destroy the ancestors, aren't you afraid of the thunder and thunder in the sky!" he was dumbfounded, with indescribable panic and anger.

Seeing him behave like this, he was obviously sealed with his skills, everyone frowned, looking at the figure of the little prince, they were unconsciously a little afraid, they were used to licking blood from the knife edge, and what they were most afraid of was not death, but life was worse than death but they did not have the courage to commit suicide.

He didn't answer, just looked around, "You can scold me and curse me, but if anyone insults my father and mother, I will make him worse than death!"

Looking at Qiu Chuji, who looked crazy, and Jiang Wu, who was murderous, everyone couldn't help but engrave his words deeply in their hearts.

"Haha...... Qiu Chuji, well done, angry, Ma Yu, Wang Chuyi, what are you waiting for, scolding! I have long seen that the artistic conception of this benevolent person is not happy, how to play the benevolent person to grab resources with others, how to kill and decisively cut the grass and eradicate the roots, great, just a little bit, this benevolent artistic conception is broken......" In the endless darkness, he couldn't help but be elated watching the performances of the characters.

When everyone thought that today's farce had ended with the princess returning to the palace, hearty laughter suddenly came from all directions, and after a while, a figure flew out of the woods, only to see him with a rectangular face, a slight beard under his chin, rough hands and feet, and his clothes were covered with patches, but they were cleanly washed, holding a dog-beating stick in his hand, and carrying a big gourd with vermilion paint on his back.

"It's him!" the two beautiful girls in the crowd were all starring.

Liang Ziweng looked at this figure, he really hated and feared, his hair was stripped by him, and Ma Yu and the others greeted in unison, "Senior Hong!"

He nodded and faced Jiang Wu, "Even if your master is not, he is your master after all!"

Jiang Wu looked at him with a calm face, her expression remained unchanged, as if she was just like what he said, "You can scold me and curse me, you can ......"

"What's more, he is not wrong, do you know how many Han people the Jin people have killed us? Do you know how many Han people have suffered from the brutal rule of the Jin people? You know ......" During the fall of the Northern Song Dynasty, Hong Qigong and his family were captured by the Jurchens and became their slaves, so he was a treasure of Dajin's crimes.

"After you were loyal, now your father and mother are here, you still don't recognize your ancestors and return to your ancestors, let alone when!"

He ignored Hong Qigong, who was scolding on the side, and just turned his gaze to Bao Xiweak, "Mother, if you don't want to go back to the palace, then I'll buy a mansion next to the palace, how do you feel about living next to your biological father?"

From the moment Jiang Yu appeared, Bao Xiqiao was already in turmoil, she was a kind and unassertive person, otherwise she would not have saved Wanyan Honglie, who was obviously not a good person, and would not have returned to the north with him under the accumulated water milling work of Wanyan Honglie.

"Kang'er, my mother doesn't know what to do. As he spoke, he grabbed Yang Tiexin's hand and shed tears.

"You little brute, don't you see that your mother wants to be with your biological father? You disloyal and unfilial brute is still obsessed!" Qiu Chuji, who had not spoken for a long time, scolded again, but he also wisely avoided the sensitive word Wanyan Honglie, after all, it was enough to lose face once, and he was not ready for this thought when he lost face twice.

Looking at the unmoved Jiang Wu, Hong Qigong sighed, "Okay, since you can't make the decision for yourself, then let Lao Zhaohua help you." ”

After speaking, a gleam flashed in his eyes, and he flew towards Wan Yan Honglie.

The five masters didn't expect the situation to change so suddenly, and they hurried to rescue them in astonishment, but the gap was already huge, not to mention that a group of people who were ready to attack in a hurry had no place to meet, but even one move won Jiang Wu precious time.

"Old man, you are looking for death!" When he said this, his newly formed benevolent artistic conception was completely shattered.

"Ten Thousand Buddhas Dynasty!" What is the Buddha's heart? If it is said that the artistic conception of the benevolent person has used the "Ten Thousand Buddhas Dynasty Sect" to multiply the power of this move, now it has turned into an angry King Kong, and the contradictory state of subduing demons and eliminating demons is shattered because the artistic conception of the benevolent person is shattered, and the irrepressible exudation of great compassion makes this move even more powerful.

"It's good to come!" he laughed, turned around and used the essence of the eighteen palms of the dragon descending "Kang Long has regrets", for the palm technique, he absolutely believes that no one in the world can beat it.

There was no-for-tat, no parity, Hong Qigong was knocked to the ground by the devastation, and blood was all over the sky.

"I'm going to make an exception to kill one person today!" said this, and no one noticed that his eyes were already bloodshot.

Just when the first generation of grandmasters was about to rush to Huangquan, a beautiful figure appeared in front of Hong Qigong, and stopped Jiang Yan's palm.

"He taught me martial arts, he is half of my master, if you want to kill him, kill me first!" After speaking, he closed his eyes and shed a few tears.

"Oh no, the artistic conception of the benevolent is shattered, and it is easy to go crazy if you don't vent, and the first world failed because of her......" The words of the magic mirror were full of helplessness.

Everyone not only sighed at the girl's affection and righteousness, but also lamented her fate that she was about to die.

It's just that to everyone's surprise, what they thought was not happening, instead, Jiang Wu shouted "Kill, I want to kill, I want to kill...... and then hugged her head and cried, "Dad, mother, my head hurts, I want to go home......"

People stared blankly, and no one knew what had happened to him.

Hong Qigong stood up with the help of Mu Nianci, "You are very good, be my disciple!" "Huh?" "Let's look first!" The three simple words made everything she wanted to say swallow in her stomach.

"Haha, it's the shore to turn around...... How can you turn around and kill! People block and kill, and the sky blocks the sky!"

"The world shouldn't be like this, being a human being shouldn't be like this, and fighting shouldn't be like this!"

In the grove under the light of the torches, everyone looked at Jiang Wu with a crazy face with different expressions.

"Kang'er ......", "Zhongrulai ......", "Brother Kang......"