Seeing that Liewang, who was about to kill a group of Shaolin monks, his body trembled in pain, and he continued to struggle under Duan Xing's huge innate momentum, and shouted in a heart-splitting voice: "Don't!"

A few drops of blood ejected from Xuan Pain's eye socket, but because his body was too hard and his spirit was too excited, the eye socket was congested with too much blood, and it burst open.

Xuan Pain was in a good mood because of his promotion to the innate realm, but now under Duan Xing's full suppression, and under the stimulation of Xuan Xuan's tragic death, he has long been thrown out of the Nine Clouds by Xuan Pain. At this time, Xuan Xuan couldn't wait to slap Duan Xing to death with one palm, and then kicked Fei Liwang to avenge the death of Xuan Xuan.

But the idea is beautiful, but the reality is cruel.

Under the impact of the contradiction between reality and ideals, the heart of Xuan Xuan wants to die. Finally, he gave up continuing to resist Duan Xing's momentum oppression, restrained his momentum, and sighed in his heart: "That's it, exchange my reputation for the life of a Shaolin disciple." As soon as his legs were bent, Xuan Wei planned to kneel down and beg Duan Xing to spare the remaining Shaolin disciples. In his mind, Xuan Nan was because he offended the other party and shot first, so the other party did not hesitate to beat him to death. But those Shaolin disciples brought this time have no grudges against Duan Xing and the others, and they "bitterly calculate" themselves, and they should still be able to stop Duan Xing and the others by using their reputation for so many years to bring the lives of their juniors.

The pain of trembling and kneeling on the ground was cold, and he couldn't help but hear a voice like heaven in his ears.

"Stop!" Duan Xing said flatly.

All the strong men of the Black Wind Village who were fighting with the Shaolin monks consciously stopped their movements, and even the people were in mid-air. Liewang, who was about to punch and kill the Shaolin monk, also hurriedly used a "jack fall", "bang", smashed his feet on the ground, and stepped out of two big pits.

The strong men of Heifeng Village are usually forbidden by the order of Liewang's training, but there are people who dare to be disobedient, Liewang's big iron fist, which is thicker than ordinary people, directly smashed it with a hula, and smashed it until the other party cried and begged for mercy.

It was Liewang's domineering control that made everyone in the Black Wind Village respect Liewang like a god and dare not make a mistake. For them. Lewang is the king of the same. When Levan said east, they did not dare to go west, and when Levan said south, no one dared to say that he would go north. Today Liewang said that Duan Xing was their boss, no matter how strange it sounded to them. How strange it is. But the conditioned reflex formed by Levan for a long time. So that they don't even dare to ask a word.

Hearing the boss's words, these strong men immediately stood in place and waited for new instructions. Even a strong man who didn't have long eyes was pulled by a glance from his companion, and signaled: "I didn't see that my boss Lewang obediently stood aside." It's better to be less showy by yourself and others. ”

Duan Xing gave Liewang a satisfied look, after all, Liewang was a general of a country before he took refuge in him, and he trained hundreds of people, so it was still not a big problem. This is also an important reason why Duan Xing did not send the more stable Pengjia out, but sent Liewang out to establish Heifeng Village.

The people of Heifeng Village stopped because of Duan Xing's order, but the Shaolin monk didn't care who Duan Xing was. The enemy of the division is right in front of them, don't kill it now, let alone when. Only a few kind-hearted monks hesitated and didn't make a move, and the other Shaolin monks still ignored it, using the Shaolin exercises to the extreme, and the moves went straight to the opponent's vital point, wanting to kill the other party quickly.

Duan Xing snorted coldly, and the mighty innate momentum moved away from Xuan Pain's body, and with the momentum of "Mount Tai pressing the top", it rumbled towards the monks.

The monks of Shaolin Temple suddenly felt that their bodies were bound by invisible air currents, no matter how hard they tried and how they tried to urge the true qi in their bodies, their bodies did not listen to their own calls, and the whole person stood still like a zombie.

Seeing that the scene was controlled by himself, Duan Xing turned around and picked up the monk Xuanpain, whose knees were only less than twenty centimeters away from the ground, and said with a smile: "Is there anything uncomfortable in the master's body? Why don't you let Divine Doctor Xue check your pulse?"

Xuan Zhi glanced at Duan Xing with some complicated feelings, and sighed: "Amitabha, the donor has made such a great killing, but he really doesn't take my Shaolin seriously?"

Duan Xing showed a sad look and said, "Where is the master's words." Not long after my subordinate's new acquisition, the wildness has not been eliminated, and I haven't had time to teach him, so he created such a catastrophe, and he actually killed Master Xuan Nan by mistake, which is really heartbreaking. As he spoke, he used his internal force to force out two tears from the corners of his eyes.

Wiping away his tears lightly, Duan Xing continued: "We can't let Master Xuan Xuan die in vain. He turned to Liewang and shouted: "Why don't you come over and apologize to the Shaolin faction!"

Liewang trotted all the way over, shook his hands at Xuan Pain, and said, "The villain injured Master Xuan Yan with the wrong hand, and I also ask Master Xuan Pain to mourn and change." As he spoke, Liewang squeezed his eyes twice, but he couldn't find the feeling of tears. When he was anxious, Liewang's eyes suddenly turned fierce, and he became nervous when he saw the pain in front of him, not knowing what this murderer was going to do.

The vigilant Xuan looked at Liewang nervously, and when he was considering whether to make the first move, he saw Liewang burst into tears for a while.

For the first time in the world, Liewang, who had never shed tears, was like an out-of-control faucet, and the "whooshing" flowed down his face, and he was immediately startled.

This scene made a group of muscular men in Black Wind Village collectively lose their voices, and they were instantly stunned and petrified.

Levan cried, "Great ...... Master, yes...... It's not good for me, and I ask the master to forgive me a lot......"

Only Peng Jia vaguely saw in the field that it seemed that Duan Xing's unobtrusive finger volley was on Liewang's crying hole just now, otherwise, with Liewang's murderous temperament, it would be more difficult to make him cry by himself than to ascend to the sky.

Xuan looked at Liewang who cried into tears, and he looked as awkward as he looked. A strong man more than eight feet tall had just killed a person in cold blood with a mace, and in the blink of an eye, he cried and begged for forgiveness.

Glancing at Liewang deeply, Xuan Wei didn't say anything more, but waved his hand and called Xuzhu's master Huilun over, sighed softly, and said: "Your master and ancestor are incompetent, and your junior brother died tragically at the hands of others, but I can't avenge him, and I am really ashamed to lose the prestige of this sect." Later, you will go and clean up the body of your ancestor and go back to report to the abbot, and you will say that I ...... I went back to the temple without a face. ”

Just when Duan Xing shouted to stop, Xuzhu was the first to stop, even earlier than the strong man in the Black Wind Village opposite. In the past, when he saw Xuan Pain, he always saw that he was dignified, not angry and arrogant, and did not dare to look at him, but at this moment, he saw that his expression was gloomy, and he looked bleak at the end of a hero, and he couldn't help but think in his heart: "When he said this, did he have more intention of asking for his own judgment?"

Thinking of this, Xuzhu didn't care about the courtesy of humility, and hurriedly took a step forward, and said in front of Huilun: "Master Bozu, you old man don't have to be sad. We who practice martial arts must have no anger, no competition, no victory and defeat, no gain and loss......" came out of his mouth, and turned to the words that the master usually warned him, and turned to the master to say it...... (To be continued......)