Chapter 925 (1/2)

Xiao Yuanshan is not interested in the identity of a stranger now. He anxiously opened the letter, and then looked at the light of the Sutra Pavilion.

But at last, Xiao Yuanshan's face became more and more ugly.

Murong bo... It's Murong Bo

He's dead. How can I get revenge.

Thinking of this, Xiao Yuanshan suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood. He has been depressed too much for the past 30 years. The news just hit him by surprise.

At this time, Ji Wuxin, who was hiding in the dark, suddenly took out his hand, wrote down a few points to Xiao Yuanshan, who had almost lost all his consciousness, and then instantly used Beiming divine skill. Within a moment, she absorbed all the skills of Xiao Yuanshan.

”No... No... What should I do?

Xiao Yuanshan looked at Ji with empty eyes. Now he lost all his martial arts, and the physical load caused by practicing martial arts disappeared at this moment.

”Then you can die!

Ji inadvertently knew that although she had absorbed all the skills of Xiao Yuanshan, it was always a disaster to keep his name, so she simply shot to kill the other party.

However, what they didn't think of was that at the moment when Ji Wuxin shot, the floor sweeper suddenly came over. As soon as he waved, a powerful Buddhist internal force was stimulated to stop Ji Wuxin.

However, although the cultivation of the sweeping monk has reached an unfathomable level, it is not so easy for him to stop Ji Wuxin. For a moment, he was accidentally swallowed by Ji Wuxin's internal force and vomited blood.

Of course, despite this, the floor sweeper still doesn't change color. This injury is nothing to him.

Benefactor's northern hell skill is really wonderful, I admire it.

Ji was surprised to see the sweeping monk come out, and then stopped his intention to attack Xiao Yuanshan.

”Monk Xiao has no martial arts all over now. My Buddha is merciful and I hope you can let him live.

Then the sweeping monk smiled at Ji Wuxin.

Ji nodded unintentionally. He didn't want to be an enemy with the sweeping monk. Moreover, the other party presented a book to himself not long ago: ”Amitabha, I'll leave now.

Now he can kill Qiao Feng with his strength. Even Xiao Yuanshan is unlikely to stop him.

”Now I think Murong Bo's internal power can also be given to me.

Ji Wuxin didn't really leave here, but went out of the Sutra Pavilion and went directly to the back mountain of Shaolin Temple.

There, Murong Bo is practicing the martial arts he stole from the Shaolin Sutra Pavilion. At this time, he is practicing to a key place. There is no room for his distraction.

”Murong Bo, what would happen if I attacked you at this time? I didn't mean to know Murong Bo's hiding place in Shaolin Temple early in the morning.

Seeing Ji Wuxin's figure, Murong Bo was surprised and frightened. Originally, he was not Ji Wuxin's opponent in his good condition, let alone now.