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Chapter 57: Take out your heart with a claw(2/2)

Roar!

With a roar, he came forward again, no longer worrying about anything else.

Immediately, the momentum began to flow, and the two teams started fighting crazily. For a moment, the terrifying momentum spread upside down, making everything around them unable to get close.

******

At this moment, Monk Tianming did not go down on the city wall. He stood where he was after giving the order.

Not far from him, stood a green-eyed man with triangular eyes and hair like worms, spread out in all directions.

Monk Tianming's eyes suddenly shrank, and his face showed an extremely solemn expression.

You are actually one of the three leaders of Xixia Yipintang, a lone wolf!

This person is here too???

Eagle Claw, Lone Wolf, Ghost Face.

The strongest trump card of Xixia Yipintang.

Not to mention the Eagle Claw, Lone Wolf, not to mention the cruel methods, the most important thing is this bastard, the method is very weird, the true energy is extremely sinister, with an extremely terrifying chill. The exercises with their own properties, in the Central Plains The sides are basically top-notch.

"Shaolin Temple, Monk Tianming?" This short sentence made people feel chilly in their hearts. That unique voice seemed to be affected by the martial arts.

As soon as the words fell, the momentum burst out, and the surrounding temperature dropped several degrees.

"Amitabha!"

Monk Tianming pronounced the Buddha's name, made a flower-like shape, and held the Great Light Sutra!

Angry look!

The disciples are all fighting, how can the master stay still?

The only way to do this is to kill, so why should we show no compassion at this moment?

Raise your hand and give me a hand!

Hades was angry.

The lone wolf's green eyes lit up and he said: "The Great Light Sutra, I thought Tuoba Xiong was exaggerating, but I didn't want it to be true."

After finishing his words, Monk Tianming's expression changed. Tuoba Xiong? Sure enough, he is here too!

Junior brother, please...

In an instant, Lone Wolf's eyes lit up and he punched.

Boom!

The two terrifying forces collided immediately, with terrifying energy, and the area within one foot seemed to be howling like a storm.

*******

"There are four leaders in Shaolin Temple: Seeing, Hearing, Conducting, and Ming. I wonder which one you are?"

A hoarse voice sounded, and Monk Tianxing in the residential area stiffened suddenly, turned around suddenly, and then his eyes widened.

It was a short man with no visible face, covered by a ghostly face.

Although Ghost Face is one of the three commanders of Xixia Yipintang, although this person rarely leaves the territory of Xixia, his reputation is far above the other two commanders. He has a record of killing the top martial arts masters in the Central Plains. In the Song Dynasty, although

The military strength is weaker than that of Xixia, and the martial arts aspect is undoubtedly another matter. Basically, the masters of Xixia Yipintang have little advantage over the Song Dynasty at the same level.

not good!

Monk Tianxing's heart tightened. The one who was pestering his junior brother was Poison Wolf, one of the three commanders of Xixia. At this moment, the ghost face was in front of him.

So, what about Tuoba Xiong???

"Jie Jie!"

In front of the city gate, suddenly a third-rate master laughed out loud, with a trembling madness, threw away the sharp knife in his hand, and stretched out his hand to pinch his claws.

"The eagle strikes the sky!"

With a sudden movement, it exploded with lightning speed.

"not good!!!"

The faces of Wang Jiantong and others suddenly changed. This voice was familiar to them. It was the voice that had made them extremely desperate ten days ago.

"Be careful, it's Tuoba Xiong!!!"

"Xuan Ring!!"

Xuanci suddenly shouted, his face full of sadness.

A vicious claw pierced the air and penetrated the clouds, landing on Xuan Jie Houxin, the first disciple of the Xuan generation of Shaolin Temple, although he did not speak much, but was kind and honest.

As the blood spattered, a living heart came out.

Standing there blankly, Xuan Jie glanced at Xuan Cheng and others, squirmed his mouth, and uttered one word.
Chapter completed!
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