Chu Liuxiang's instantaneous explosiveness can be said to be something that no one can imagine.

Zhao Eighteen was startled at first, it was too late to dodge, his Eighteen Palms of Dragon Descending had not yet been hit, and Chu Liuxiang's hand had already stuck Zhao Eighteen's neck.

As long as Chu Liuxiang used a slight force, he could break Zhao Shiba's neck.

More than a dozen disciples of the beggar gang aimed the sticks in their hands at Chu Liuxiang's body, and one of the beggar gang disciples led by them said, "Chu Liuxiang, don't mess around, let go of our gang leader." ”

Master Zhixian walked up to Chu Liuxiang and said, "Master Chu, you have proven your strength, which shows that killing the useless person of the eldest grandson must be someone fake, with the skill of the donor, I am afraid that it is not difficult to kill the Zhao Gang Master." It stands to reason that Master Chu has no reason to let go of Gang Leader Zhao. ”

Chu Liuxiang removed his hand from Zhao Shibai's neck and said, "Finally, there is a reasonable person who has said a fair word. Although Zai Xia does not know who the person who is pretending to be Xia Xia, he believes that no matter where this person is hiding, Zai Xia will definitely find him. ”

Zhao Shibai coughed a few times, rubbed his hand on his neck a few times, looked at Chu Liuxiang in surprise and said, "Chu Liuxiang, you really didn't kill the eldest grandson of our beggar gang useless?"

Chu Liuxiang said: "With the move just now, does Gang Leader Zhao think that he will still miss in Xia? Also, it is useless to kill the eldest grandson in Xia, and can he still use the Netherworld Divine Sword?"

Zhao Shibai was speechless and said, "This ...... But that day, the gang leader did see a person who was exactly the same figure and appearance as Xiang Shuai, and he made a useless move to the gang leader and the eldest grandson. If that person wasn't Chu Xiangshuai, then who would he be?"

Chu Liuxiang said: "This is exactly what I want to know." ”

Master Zhixian said: "Since Xiang Shuai did not kill the eldest grandson of the beggar gang is useless, then Lao Wei also believes that Xiang Shuai will not kill the abbot of Shaolin." Since Xiang Shuai wants to see the remains of the Shaolin abbot, then the old man is in charge, Xiang Shuai please come here. ”

Chu Liuxiang followed Master Zhixian to the body of the Shaolin abbot. Chu Liuxiang saw a white cloth on the body of the Shaolin abbot, and there were blood stains on the white cloth, and there seemed to be some small black holes next to the bloodstains. Those blood stains were not bright red, that color was the pale yellow emitted by the high degree of decay of the corpse, Chu Liuxiang saw that the expression on the face of the Shaolin abbot was very ugly, he had already guessed what the reason was, and said, "The body of the Shaolin abbot is in the ice cellar?"

Master Zhixian put his hand on his chest and said, "Amitabha, if every Shaolin abbot does not die a normal death, the Shaolin Temple will store his body in an ice cellar for seven days, and then cremate it after seven days." ”

Chu Liuxiang pondered: "I heard that the ice in the ice cellar of Shaolin Temple was transported from the cold Iceland thousands of miles away, the cold is pressing, no matter how hot the weather is, as long as the corpse is placed in the ice cellar, it will be ten or eight years, and the corpse will still be very intact." But I don't know why Master Zhixian wants to cremate the Shaolin abbot tonight? Could it be that the body of the Shaolin abbot can't be saved?"

Master Zhixian sighed and said, "What Lord Chu said is not bad at all. We really don't have a way to preserve the body of the Shaolin abbot anymore. Not even for a day. ”

Chu Liuxiang wondered, "Why is this?"

Master Zhixian said: "Because of the Netherworld Sword." ”

Chu Liuxiang was even more puzzled and said, "Is there a poison on the Netherworld Divine Sword?"

Master Zhixian bowed his head and said, "Not bad." There was a magical power on the Nether Sword. Not only can that magic suck human blood, but it can also make the flesh of the person being sucked rot. In the end, only the bones remained. ”

Chu Liuxiang asked in surprise, "Is the Nether Divine Sword so powerful?"

Master Zhixian walked to the side of the firewood, lifted a corner of the white cloth on the firewood, and said, "Master Chu, please see!"

Chu Liuxiang borrowed the light of the torch and saw that there was a pile of white bones under the white cloth, and there was some meat attached to the white bones.

Chu Liuxiang wanted to vomit after taking a look, he didn't want to take a second look, and said, "Why don't Shaolin abbots have rotten clothes on his body?"

Master Zhixian said: "Because the toxicity is too strong, the clothes on the Shaolin abbot have been eroded by venom and rotted, and even the white cloth on the Shaolin abbot has been replaced with five pieces." ”

Chu Liuxiang looked closely at the white cloth and found that there were already many small holes in the white cloth.

Chu Liuxiang didn't want to stay in that place anymore, as soon as he turned around, he only heard a harsh sound coming from under the dry firewood.

Chu Liuxiang immediately got up and flew towards the cypress tree in front of him.

He could feel the speed of the sword, the sword was facing Chu Liuxiang's back heart, as long as Chu Liuxiang stopped, the sword would pierce Chu Liuxiang's back heart.

Chu Liuxiang made a big circle around the tree, and returned to the position where he was standing just now, and he saw a black-clothed masked man holding a long sword in his hand from the pine and cypress trees like a goshawk predatory to Chu Liuxiang's throat.

That person's eyes flashed with cold light, his sword was like a bolt of lightning, the cold light flashed, and the sword light had reached Chu Liuxiang's throat.

Before Chu Liuxiang's fan could catch up, the assassin who assassinated Chu Liuxiang had already fallen from the air to the ground.

After Master Zhixian saw the sword behind Chu Liuxiang, he also pinched a cold sweat for Chu Liuxiang. He wanted to step forward to stop the black-clad masked man, but the black-clad masked man had already chased him to the pine and cypress trees.

Master Zhixian saw that the black-clothed Meng masked man had fallen to the ground, and after he stepped forward to take a closer look, he said, "The deceased is a woman, probably in her thirties, after her throat was pierced by a flying knife, the flying knife flew into the hands of the person who sent the flying knife. ”

Although the flying knife was launched quickly, Chu Liuxiang still saw clearly the person who launched the flying knife.

That person was none other than Lu Yunlong. Lu Yunlong sat in a wheelchair, pushed by Yi Bufan, and there were two people by his side, one was a little girl dressed up in a fancy way, and the other was a handsome and dashing little prodigy dressed up. The four of them slowly walked towards Chu Liuxiang.

Master Zhixian, the monks and the beggars present all admired the boy in the wheelchair very much, and they all thought that the boy in the wheelchair was indeed amazing. Because the throwing knife in his hand is too fast.

When the monks saw the fast sword of the black-clothed masked man, they already felt that this was already the limit of human beings, but when they saw the flying knife in the hand of the prince, they felt that the flying knife was the fastest weapon in the world.

Master Zhixian stepped forward and saluted: "Amitabha, the old man thought that it was the son who came, but it turned out that the young master of the Changkong Mountain Villa had arrived, and he was disrespectful and disrespectful!"