On the city wall, Xuan Ci finally opened her eyes and looked at Li Hao.
"Your Highness, are you serious?"
"What's the use of me lying to you?" Li Hao laughed.”
Xuan Ci nodded and suddenly kowtowed to the east."This disciple is unworthy and has let Master down. If I can survive and see my child, I will definitely commit suicide in front of Master.”
Li Hao didn't know who Xuan Ci's master was, but it was Shaolin Temple. That was the place where the inheritance of the Zen sect began.
Patriarch Bodhidharma passed down his legacy to the second generation of the Shaolin Temple, Huike, Sengcan, Sengcan, and Hongren. It had been passed down for five generations.
Most importantly, the five generations of Zen disciples were all Great Grandmasters.
"Since your highness wants to kill me, where's your blade?”
Under the full moon, Xuan Ci held her staff and asked Li Hao.
Li Hao smiled leisurely.”
As soon as he finished speaking, a cold aura immediately rushed towards Xuan Ci.
In an instant, Xuan Ci felt a murderous intent coming at him.
He didn't even dare to move, as if the moment he moved, he would face death.
Under such terrifying pressure, Xuan Ci felt that he could not do this anymore.
If this continued, he would face death.
In his mind, Yijinjing's zhenqi circulated, creating endless airwaves around him.
Then, he looked at Li Hao and was about to strike with his staff.
It was also at this moment that Li Hao moved.
A blade light appeared in his hand.
No one knew where this saber light came from.
Naturally, it appeared in Li Hao's hands.
As if there was a breeze blowing, Li Hao poured all his spirit and strength into this blade light.
At this moment, Little Li Flying Dagger's will was also Li Hao's will.
Li Xunhuan's love for his lover, which he had gained through enduring, had turned Little Li Flying Dagger into a kind of spirit.
Li Hao couldn't bear it. Everyone had a heart that couldn't bear others. It was called compassion.
Little Li Flying Dagger could not bear to do so.
Thousands of babies were in trouble, and the sun was shining brightly. How could he tolerate such a thing?
He couldn't tolerate it!
Therefore, Li Hao attacked.
No one knew when this blade had appeared.
The saber light flashed in the air.
By the time everyone reacted, the knife was already stabbed into Xuan Ci's throat.
Then, everyone saw Xuan Ci's eyes widen as if she couldn't believe what she was seeing.
He fell from the city wall.
"What a fast throwing knife."
Cries of alarm rang out from below the city wall.
There were countless famous sabers in the world, such as the Southern Heaven Saber, the Three Sabers of the Avici Sect, the Devil Saber of the Demon Cult, the Saber of the Moon in the Well, and so on.
But now, there was another Little Li Flying Dagger in Sword Dao.
The throwing knife was a hidden weapon, but after witnessing this knife, no one would think that it was a hidden weapon.
"Good, good. Everyone has compassion and a heart that can't bear to see others.”
"Little Li Flying Dagger, he never misses a shot. He is worthy of the words 'the benevolent is invincible.”
When Emperor Li saw the saber, he immediately picked up the bowl of wine in front of him and drank it in one gulp.”
"Good saber, just nice to go with wine."
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"Amitabha. Marquis Cauldron Sword, can I bring Xuan Ci's corpse to Shaolin to be cremated so that he can atone for his sins in front of Buddha?”
A handsome monk suddenly chanted the name of Buddha and begged Mo Xiang.
It's you, Monk Godly Grace."
Mo Xiang was in charge of Cauldron Sword Pavilion and knew the people in the martial arts world well. He recognized this person at a glance.
He was the eldest disciple of the current Great Grandmaster of the Zen Sect, Hongren.
Shenxiu put her palms together and said,"Xuan Ci is dead, but his sins must be cleansed in front of Buddha."”
"Can you wash it clean?"
"Everything depends on effort. Shenxiu is willing to stay in Shaolin for three years and wash his sins day and night.”
Mo Xiang did not dare to make a decision and looked into the palace wall.
"Let him bring it back. It's useless for us to have this corpse. It's dirty even if we feed it to dogs. Only the Buddhist Sect will accept it.”
Emperor Li's voice rang out. He did not hide his disdain for the Buddhist Sect.
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Mo Xiang nodded and no longer paid attention to Xuan Ci's matter. However, he first pulled out Li Hao's flying knife.
Although he didn't know if there was anything mysterious about this saber, he couldn't let Tyrant see it even if there was a chance.
"Uncle Zhou, who's next?"
"Next, Gongsun Qi."
"This person defected to the Turks, and everyone has their own ambitions. However, he killed his wife and son to practice martial arts.”
Gongsun Qi was a young man who was not even thirty years old. He had sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, and he had a heroic spirit.
However, this person had cultivated the Blood Transformation Saber and used his blood essence as a guide to become a grandmaster.
In the Cauldron Sword Pavilion, there was a Penglai Demoness, Liu Qingyao, who was his junior sister.
After the Penglai Demoness learned of this matter, she begged Mo Xiang to personally take action and capture him in the Northern Lands.
Gongsun Qi stood on the city wall. Unlike Xuan Ci, he did not close his eyes and wait for death. Instead, he held the Blood Dissipating Saber and peered at Li Hao.
He wanted to find an opportunity to find Li Hao's weakness and find a chance to survive.
He had just broken through to Grandmaster and was about to make great achievements when he was captured by Mo Xiang.
He had thought that his life would be wasted. He did not expect that he still had a chance to live.
Li Hao looked at the person in front of him and said indifferently,"You want to live?"
"Who doesn't want to live?"
"What's the point of a person like you being alive?”
Li Hao didn't wait for his reply and shook his sleeve.
A blade light appeared.
This saber light was filled with righteousness.
This kind of qi is extremely strong, selfless and fearless, and cannot be resisted.
Just like before, when the saber light appeared, it was already on Gongsun Qi's throat.
"Next, Chai Yuguan."
Li Hao didn't even look at Gongsun Qi's corpse as he said indifferently.
As for his body, after it fell, a sword envoy from the Cauldron Sword Pavilion, the Penglai Demoness Liu Qingyao, rushed over and took his body away.
There was a hint of sadness on Liu Qingyao's pretty face.
He wasn't sad for his senior brother's death, but for his senior brother becoming like this.
She could even imagine how heartbroken her master Gongsun Yin would be.
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Chai Yuguan was the last of the three Grandmasters imprisoned in Cauldron Sword Pavilion.
At the same time, he was also the most powerful one.
This person was born in a noble family and in his early years, he had the reputation of being the living Buddha of the Wan Family.
However, it was only this hero of the Ten Thousand Living Buddhas who had done whatever he wanted in the Loulan Kingdom and even claimed to be the King of Happiness.
His martial arts skills were unparalleled in the world, and he did everything he could. He only wanted to be happy. He was called the King of Happiness.
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