Chapter 440

Quan Guanqing was overjoyed.

He didn't expect it to be so simple to drive Xiao Feng away.

Later, as long as You Tanzhi used his martial arts to seize the position of North Beggar Sect leader,

and then controlled him from behind,

the North Beggar Sect would sooner or later be in his pocket.

It was a pity that he did not know that he was also just a mantis stalking a cicada.

Gu Hanyuan was the true oriole.

Gu Hanyuan looked at Xiao Feng and the others leaving with satisfaction.

This time, not only did he disrupt South Shaolin's plan to convert the three,

but with Xiao Yuanshan's current hatred,

he would definitely incite the Liao Kingdom to go to war with the Song Kingdom.

Once the Liao Kingdom went to war with the Song Kingdom,

the Jin Kingdom would definitely take advantage of the fire to rob.

At that time, he could plan again.

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

Gu Hanyuan's gaze deepened by another point.

As for a clown like Quan Guanqing, he didn't even take him seriously.

With Kang Min in his hands,

the North Beggar Sect could not escape his control.

The changes that occurred in the blink of an eye left everyone unable to react in time.

The South Shaolin monks could only watch helplessly as Xiao Yuanshan and the others left.

They were now unable to even protect themselves.

Monk Wuse also did not expect Gu Hanyuan, who was attacking with full force, to be so difficult to deal with.

The sword Qi of "Sword Twenty-Two" was pervasive.

He could only manage to defend, but not advance.

Hoping that Gu Hanyuan would exhaust his internal energy before counterattacking.

Gu Hanyuan did not intend to waste time with them here.

His intention from the beginning was to kill an Earth Immortal.

Otherwise, with two Earth Immortals sitting in South Shaolin,

he would also feel it was tricky.

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

A golden little person appeared in his eyes.

The target of this golden little person was precisely Monk Wuse.

Monk Wuse's realm was higher and more dangerous than the Sweeping Monk's.

For such a person whose time was running out,

no one could guarantee what he would do in the last moment of his life.

Since Gu Hanyuan was already enemies with South Shaolin,

he naturally had to solve the most dangerous person first.

To avoid capsizing in the gutter one day.

Gu Hanyuan only opened the sword Qi barrier on Monk Wuse.

With the first-strike effect of "Extinguishing Heaven and Earth Sword Twenty-Three",

no one could escape it.

And with the magic sword protecting his body,

he had no intention of wasting spiritual energy here.

Monk Wuse originally saw signs of the sword Qi filling the sky weakening,

and thought Gu Hanyuan's internal energy was insufficient, just about to breathe a sigh of relief,

when he suddenly felt a strong palpitation.

A chill rose from his spine straight to his crown.

His scalp went numb.

His hair stood on end.

His heart pounded wildly.

His life instinct was frantically sounding an alarm to him.

Monk Wuse looked toward Gu Hanyuan.

He felt as if his eyes were playing tricks on him.

Seeing two identical people, one gold and one black.

The black figure had a purple long sword floating around him,

and his aura was weak and almost inaudible.

But that golden figure was shining with boundless light.

Stinging Monk Wuse's eyes until he almost shed tears.

Before he could adapt,

that golden figure had already forced its way close.

Monk Wuse was about to make a move to resist,

but was horrified to find that his body could not move at all.

He saw the cold eyes revealed by the Asura mask of the golden figure.

That was a gaze that viewed life as grass.

The golden figure reached out and pointed his fingers like a sword.

Lightly tapping Monk Wuse's brow.

Yet with just such a light touch,

the divine light in Monk Wuse's eyes vanished.

His eyes became dim and lifeless.

The onlookers also felt a sense of palpitation.

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

The golden figure flew in front of Monk Wuse.

And without seeing him resist,

he was tapped on the brow by the golden figure.

As if nothing had happened.

The golden figure returned to Gu Hanyuan.

And the sword Qi that had originally filled the sky had long since dissipated.

The Sweeping Monk first breathed a sigh of relief,

then noticed something.

His expression changed drastically as he exclaimed:

"Uncle Master!"

He discovered that there was no life aura on Monk Wuse.

Monk Wuse seemed to be shaken by the Sweeping Monk's exclamation,

falling powerlessly to the ground.

The Sweeping Monk looked vigilantly at the indifferent Gu Hanyuan.

Seeing that he made no move, he stepped forward to help Monk Wuse up.

With trembling fingers, he placed them on Monk Wuse's nostrils.

A moment later.

The Sweeping Monk put his hands together and said sorrowfully: ===== CHAPTER 442 =====