Xuzhu came to the apricot forest and found that torches were erected in the apricot forest, and the sound of angry scolding and the neighing of war horses could be faintly heard.

Taking advantage of the night, Xuzhu used his snake walking technique to carefully sneak into the apricot forest, like a jungle predator.

I saw a large group of people tied to the ground, surrounded by cavalry and infantry dressed as Western Xia warriors.

Xuzhu recognized that these should be the people of the Xixia Yipintang.

It's just that Duan Yu's figure was not found in the bound crowd, and it seemed that even the woman who was standing next to Duan Yu before was not among them.

After thinking about it for a while, after all, most of these people are disciples of the Beggar Gang, even if they are sorry Qiao Feng, they are also the people of the Great Song Dynasty, how can they let the Western Xia people show their power in the Great Song Dynasty.

Xuzhu sensed the strength of the Xixia people, almost all of them were mediocre, with their innate strength, there should be no problem, the other party is just a lot of people, and there is not much point in sneak attacking.

After thinking about it, Xuzhu directly showed his figure and walked out of the shadows.

"Amitabha, since the warriors of the Yipintang of Western Xia have come to the territory of my Great Song Dynasty to bully my Great Song people, the poor monks have to ask for an explanation. The voice of Xuzhu seemed to come from all directions.

"Who is pretending to be a ghost, don't come out quickly, otherwise the head will be lost. ”

A leading figure spoke, after all, he is so powerful that no matter what master he is, it will be a death.

Take 10,000 steps back, use the sad breeze again, even if Beiqiao Feng comes, you have to be slaughtered.

Xuzhu put his hands together, Jiuyang True Qi ran all over his body, and under the high-frequency vibration, a steady stream of True Qi was generated in his body, and the protective body Gang Qi reflected a dazzling golden light under the illumination of the firelight.

It looks like a living Buddha who has attained enlightenment, coming to Pudu sentient beings, and he looks very good.

The Western Xia warriors made some commotion slightly, but they were stopped by a few leaders.

The beggars are not calm, and there are countless people who believe in Buddhism and Taoism in the Central Plains, and they can't see the face of Xuzhu clearly, thinking that it is an Arhat who has descended to earth, and they will bow their heads.

"Cut this monk for me, and some tricks in the rivers and lakes dare to lie to grandpa. ”

Listening to the words of the leading warrior, one by one the Western Xia warriors brandished their broadswords and rushed towards Xuzhu.

"Amitabha, the Buddha is not strange, the disciple Xuzhu is going to break the vows today. ”

Xuzhu stepped into the military formation step by step, and the big sword of the Western Xia warrior could not even break the Jiuyang Protective Body Gang Qi, and every time the Gang Qi was split, it was bounced away, and the high-frequency anti-shock force was transmitted into the body of the warrior along the big knife, so that these Western Xia warriors with low strength were directly shattered.

"Born in the yang world, there is an end, and what does it matter if you die and return to the underworld, the yang and the underworld are similar, only when you drift in a foreign land. ”

"The little monk's Dharma can't be low, you can only recite the past life and let you listen to the Buddha's teachings. ”

Xuzhu is like a hedgehog, before a move is made, the Western Xia warriors fell more than a dozen.

When many samurai saw this scene, they thought that they were immortals descending to earth, and the weapons in their hands were unstable.

Even though these Western Xia warriors did not believe in Buddhism, the ancients believed in ghosts and gods.

Most people only think that martial arts people are just more powerful at fighting and killing, and they have never thought that martial arts can do such a strange thing.

One of the Western Xia warriors couldn't bear the pressure in his heart, put down his weapon, and began to kneel and kowtow.

When someone took the lead, everyone's psychological defense line was broken through, and they lost their fighting spirit one after another.

Those who gave up resistance, Xuzhu did not rush to kill, and still walked towards the leader step by step.

The leader of Western Xia was in a cold sweat, and he felt the small porcelain bottle on his waist in his hand and secretly opened it.

The mournful breeze began to fill the air, and the leader immediately opened another bottle, put it in front of his nose and sniffed it, and then tightened the cap.

However, the sad breeze did not bring much confidence to the leader, and the scene in front of him was too incredible.

One by one, the Western Xia warriors began to fall down because of inhaling the sad breeze, and their whole bodies were sore.

Xuzhu has never seen the sad breeze, and he doesn't know what this leader is doing.

As soon as the sad breeze approached the void bamboo, it was evaporated by the high temperature, and it couldn't enter the void bamboo's body at all. You should know that the closer you are to the bamboo, the higher the temperature.

According to modern chemistry, this sad breeze belongs to organic matter and is volatile. Otherwise, how can it have the property of rapid diffusion. But things that are easy to volatilize basically volatilize faster when they encounter high temperatures.

Seeing that the sad breeze had no effect on Xuzhu at all, the leader couldn't hold on any longer, staggered off his horse, and lay on the ground and kept kowtowing.

Xuzhu looked indifferently at the Western Xia leader who was bleeding from his feet because of his constant kowtow.

"Amitabha, I also asked the general to release the beggars to help everyone. "Even if Xuzhu has strong force, he still doesn't forget to speak politely.

On the orders of the leader, a deputy detoxified the beggars' disciples.

Seeing that the beggar gang disciples had all resumed their actions, Xuzhu stopped the Jiuyang True Qi that was running.

Everyone also saw the appearance of Xuzhu clearly, and recognized that this was the second brother of Qiao's gang leader, the evil monk of Shaolin.

Under the difference in strength, everyone did not dare to talk to Xuzhu, especially the strength shown by Xuzhu was simply a fairy method.

If you don't dare to talk to Xuzhu, it doesn't mean that the beggar disciples will be silent.

"Kill these Xixia dogs, don't let them go. ”

"Yes, they were actually poisoned, and they didn't talk about morality at all, so we don't have to be polite to them. ”

If it weren't for the pressure of the elders, these beggar disciples would have dismantled the Western Xia warriors on the ground long ago.

The elders knew that it was Xuzhu who was in charge now, and they couldn't annoy it. After all, the beggar gang had just forced away the other party's eldest brother, and he was resentful if he couldn't keep it.

"Do you know where my third brother Duan Yu has gone? Xuzhu asked with a compassionate and gentle expression.

Duan Gongzi ran away with a girl when the Xixia dogs were poisoned, and a team of Xixia dogs had already gone to chase them. An irascible elder in the beggar gang rushed to answer Xuzhu.

After hearing this, Xu Zhu was worried about Duan Yu's safety, and no matter what everyone wanted to do with these Xixia people, he directly picked up light power and chased in the direction where Duan Yu left.

After all, saving them was just a matter of being the people of the Great Song Dynasty, and it had nothing to do with them at all. He is just a monk, not a Buddha, so there is no need to care about the life or death of the enemy country.

But when Duan Yu fled, there was no fixed route, and Xu Zhu only knew the direction of Duan Yu's initial escape, which was destined to be difficult to chase, so he could only do his best.

It took a few days to inquire all the way, but Xuzhu didn't get any news about Duan Yu, and couldn't help but feel a little anxious in his heart.

Here, Xuan Ku also received the Buddha beads sent by Zhou Fan from the warrior monks sent by Tianlong Temple.

The monks of Shaolin are a group of old bachelors, and they have not received any gifts since they were young, although this Buddha bead looks ordinary, but Xuan Ku still feels a warm heart in his heart.

Zhou Fan is a person who has lived to be one hundred and thirty years old in the eyes of everyone, and the things he gave are a treasure no matter how ordinary they are, two words, auspicious.

As for Qiao Feng, as soon as he arrived at home, he found that his parents had been poisoned, and the wound was beaten to death by martial arts people.

Even if he is really a Khitan, his parents have raised him with hard work for many years, and he has not fulfilled his filial piety in front of him.

In the midst of grief, I suddenly heard a loud shout in my ears.

"Qiao Feng, you pig and dog are not as good as you. Even if you are really a Khitan, you shouldn't kill your parents who have raised you for many years in order to hide your background. Junior brothers, go up together and take down this Khitan dog thief. ”

Several Shaolin Temple monks wielding sticks brandished sticks and hit Qiao Feng with a sound of breaking the air.

Qiao Feng's whole body was running with true qi, and he didn't want to do anything with these Shaolin monks so inexplicably, so he grabbed the corpses of his parents with his left and right hands, squatted and jumped to the roof, jumped down from the other side, and disappeared from the sight of the monks with a few steps.

Qiao Feng found a place with a slightly better scenery, buried Qiao Sanhuai and his wife, knelt down and kowtowed respectfully eight times.

"Dad, mother, you two can go in peace, Qiao Feng will definitely find the murderer and avenge the second elder with his own hands. ”

Qiao Feng was sad, and suddenly thought that his parents had been killed when he first came to Shaolin, and he obviously wanted to blame himself.

After thinking about it, I thought that Master Xuanku, who was close to me, was probably also in danger.

Thinking of this, he immediately got up and rushed towards the Shaolin Temple.

At this time, Xuan Ku was meditating in his monk's house when he suddenly heard what seemed to be movement outside the window.

I was wondering if I was hallucinating when I was old, and a dark shadow broke through the window.

After landing, he slapped Xuan Kuxin directly. Xuan Ku saw that this person was wearing a black night suit, and his face was exactly the same as his apprentice Qiao Feng.

Looking at the power of this palm, it is by no means something that he can match, but now there is no way to avoid it and can only fight to the death.

At the moment of life and death, Xuan Ku's whole body internal force operated to the limit, and there was no deliberate suppression when he usually did it.

What Xuan Ku didn't notice was that a part of the internal force that passed through the palm of his hand poured uncontrollably into the Buddha beads in his hand.

The Buddha beads vibrated slightly, and a special wave suddenly erupted. Because the internal force is of the same origin, Xuanku has no feeling.

But Xiao Yuanshan, who was nearby, felt that his true qi had stagnated all of a sudden, and the whole person was slightly distracted, but the powerful spiritual power of the innate master immediately broke free.

It's just that the spirit has broken free from the Great Law of Soul Transfer, but it hasn't had time to connect with the body yet. This situation is like the ghost press bed that ordinary people encounter, conscious but unable to control their own body.

At this time, Xuan Ku's palms also came up, and as soon as the palms touched, Xuan Ku felt that the other party did not have the true qi.

And Xiao Yuanshan finally regained consciousness after the opponent's attack contact, but his arm was already shattered in the collision, and the whole person was also bounced to the wall.

After getting up, Xiao Yuanshan knew that he was seriously injured, and he was afraid that he would not get better in more than a month. The surrounding Shaolin disciples also heard the movement and began to rush.

Xiao Yuanshan didn't dare to fight, so he had to jump out of the window and escape into the night.