In the martial arts world, he threatens Yin Susu from the start.

Quan Guanqing's face lit up with joy.

I didn't expect it to be so easy to drive Xiao Feng away.

After that, as long as You Tanzhi uses his martial arts skills to seize the position of leader of the Northern Beggars' Gang.

Then take control from behind.

The Northern Beggars' Gang will be his sooner or later.

Unfortunately, he didn't realize that he himself was just a mantis trying to catch a cicada.

Gu Hanyuan is the real shrew.

Gu Hanyuan watched with satisfaction as Xiao Feng and the others departed.

This not only ruined the Southern Shaolin Temple's plan to convert the three people.

Given Xiao Yuanshan's current state of hatred.

It will definitely incite the Liao Kingdom to wage war against the Song Kingdom.

If the Liao Kingdom were to wage war against the Song Kingdom.

The Jin state will definitely take advantage of the situation.

We can make further plans then.

For example, it would be quite interesting to be the savior of the Song Kingdom, wouldn't it?

Gu Hanyuan's gaze deepened even further.

As for a clown like Quan Guanqing, he didn't even consider him a threat.

With Kang Min in hand.

The Northern Beggars' Gang cannot escape control.

The changes that occurred in the blink of an eye caught everyone off guard.

The monks of the Southern Shaolin Temple could only watch helplessly as Xiao Yuanshan and the others left.

They are all struggling to survive.

Even Zen Master Wuse hadn't expected Gu Hanyuan, who was attacking with all his might, to be so difficult to deal with.

The sword energy of "Sword Twenty-Two" is all-pervasive.

He could only manage to defend effectively, but lacked the ability to attack.

They hoped that Gu Hanyuan would use up all his internal energy before launching a counterattack.

Gu Hanyuan had no intention of wasting time with them.

His initial plan was to kill a terrestrial deity.

Otherwise, the Southern Shaolin Temple would have two terrestrial immortals guarding it.

He would also find it tricky.

The demonic sword in Gu Hanyuan's hand floated up on its own.

A tiny golden figure appeared in my eyes.

The golden figure's target is none other than the colorless Zen master.

The Zen Master Wuse's realm is higher and more dangerous than that of the Sweeping Monk.

This is a person whose life is nearing its end.

No one can guarantee what he will do in his last moments.

Since Gu Hanyuan has already become an enemy of the Southern Shaolin Temple.

Naturally, the most dangerous person must be dealt with first.

To avoid being caught off guard and losing your life someday.

Gu Hanyuan only activated the sword energy barrier on Zen Master Wuse.

The initial kill effect of "Destroying Heaven and Earth Sword Twenty-Three".

No one can escape it.

And there was also a demonic sword protecting him.

He had no intention of wasting his spiritual energy here.

Master Wuse had noticed that the sword energy filling the sky was showing signs of weakening.

Just as they were about to breathe a sigh of relief, thinking that Gu Hanyuan's internal strength was insufficient.

He suddenly felt a strong pang of heart palpitations.

A chill emanated from his spine, rushing straight to the top of his head.

Scalp numbness.

My hair stood on end.

Heart beating wildly.

His life instincts were screaming alarm bells at him.

Zen Master Wuse looked at Gu Hanyuan.

I felt as if my eyes were playing tricks on me.

I saw two identical people, one in gold and one in black.

Purple longswords floated around the black figure.

The breath was so faint it was almost inaudible.

But that golden figure shone with dazzling light.

The stab nearly brought tears to the eyes of Zen Master Wuse.

He hadn't even had a chance to adjust.

The golden figure had already closed in.

The colorless Zen master was about to make a move to defend himself.

But to his horror, he discovered that he was completely unable to move his body.

The golden figure's eyes, visible through the Asura mask, were cold and indifferent.

That was the look in their eyes that regarded life as worthless.

The golden figure stretched out his hand and pointed his fingers as if forming a sword.

He lightly touched the space between the eyebrows of Zen Master Wuse.

However, it was just a light touch.

The divine light in the eyes of Zen Master Wuse vanished instantly.

His eyes were dull and lifeless.

The onlookers also felt a sense of unease.

They saw a golden figure that looked exactly like Wutian suddenly appear in the arena.

The golden figure flew to the front of the colorless Zen master.

He didn't resist.

Then the golden figure reached out and touched his forehead.

It was as if nothing had happened.

The golden figure returned to Gu Hanyuan.

The sword energy that had filled the sky had long since dissipated.

The sweeping monk breathed a sigh of relief.

Then I realized something.

His expression changed drastically, and he exclaimed in surprise:

"Uncle-Master!"

He discovered that Zen Master Wuse had lost all signs of life.

The colorless Zen master seemed to be startled by the sweeping monk's exclamation.

He collapsed helplessly to the ground.

The sweeping monk watched the indifferent Gu Hanyuan warily.

Seeing that he did not move, he went forward and helped the Zen Master Wuse up.

With trembling fingers, he placed them on the nostrils of the colorless Zen master.

After a while.

The sweeping monk clasped his hands together in sorrow and said: