Chapter 179: Capturing Emperor Song to force Shaolin, the sweeping monk takes action
Just like a goddess scattering flowers.
Thousands of weapons fell from the sky and returned to the bodies of their original owners.
In Shaoshi Mountain, cries of mourning filled the ground, and blood flowed into rivers.
The Forbidden Army of the Song Dynasty and the Divine Arm Crossbow Army all died, and no one escaped this disaster.
same.
The Shaolin Temple was also abandoned.
The sword intent was like a meat grinder, crushing most of the monks in the Shaolin Temple.
The scene was chaotic, like purgatory.
Many people had never seen such a scene before and were so frightened that they fainted.
"Amitabha!"
"Please stop the donor. If he dies, the world will be in chaos because of you."
Forty thousand imperial troops and two thousand divine arm crossbows.
In addition, all the wealthy people from various sects who were lucky enough to escape were unable to look at Lu Heng again.
The smoke cleared.
Lu Heng saw an old monk and protected Song Zhezong, but the man was frightened by Lu Heng and was so scared that yellow and white liquid leaked out.
"You, how dare you do this? Do you want to kill the emperor?"
"What does that mean? Didn't you force me to do this? The thing I, Lu Heng, am not afraid of the most is threats, be it the righteous way or the evil way. Since I do whatever I want, I don't care who you are?"
"If the world is destroyed, what does it have to do with me?"
Lu Heng stared at the old monk for a long time, and finally remembered someone.
He probed: "You are from the Murong family in Gusu, are you Murong Gui?"
"It's been a long time since anyone mentioned my name before I became a monk."
Sure enough.
The sweeping monk was hiding in the Sutra Pavilion. This man was Murong Bo's father.
Qiao Feng, Kurong, Duan Zhengchun, and many other masters could no longer look directly at Lu Heng.
So many people died in the First World War.
It can be said that the hatred has grown.
"What's the use of protecting him when you come out? Aren't your Murong family just trying to plot against the world and the Song Dynasty? Why are you taking action now to save him from me once? How can you save him countless times?"
"I am very murderous. Do you know why Li Liangzuo is controlled by me?"
Lu Heng's mouth showed an evil smile.
In the entire world, no one dared to answer his question.
Ancestor Sunflower spat out another mouthful of blood, and his whole body was trembling like a quail.
The elite soldiers trained by Zhezong of Song Dynasty were all wiped out in one battle. This would take several years of training and be destroyed in one day.
Now no one can protect his safety anymore.
One wrong step, one wrong step.
"Master, save me. As long as you save me, I can satisfy any of your requirements."
Murong Gui, the sweeping monk, turned out to be the life-saving straw for the Emperor of the Song Dynasty. It is an unspeakable irony.
Lu Heng returned to the open-air sedan chair and sat down.
"Let's talk about compensation now. How can you buy your life?"
"Don't think that he can really save you."
The sword demon didn't even need to take action, he just stood in front of the formation.
Murong Gui knew that even if he lost his life, he would not be a match for this man.
After reaching the sixth level, every time you advance to a smaller level, there will be a ravine in the sky.
"You, what do you want."
"I want ten cities in the northwest, at the junction with Xixia. In addition, you, the Song Dynasty, will have to hand over a million old coins every year."
"Xi Xia will be renamed Da Xia from today. I am the founding king of the country. I have set out the conditions for you. If you don't satisfy me, I will slaughter your Zhao family and let the world be in chaos again. Wouldn't it be very interesting?"
The corners of Lu Heng's mouth curled up.
This condition can be said to be a big deal for a lion.
Murong Gui put down Song Zhezong and said: "Amitabha, the conditions of Donor Lu are not high. After all, the old monk is an outsider and is not suitable to participate. In Shaolin, the old monk will protect you to the death, but after leaving the Shaolin Temple,
The old monk doesn’t care.”
Song Zhezong was trembling all over.
This time going up the mountain, it is almost impossible to steal chicken but lose rice.
Even the family wealth must be matched.
God knows, Lu Heng is so powerful that he can kill thousands of forbidden troops by himself.
I thought I was sure of victory.
Who knows, he is the one who has suffered the greatest loss.
"I'll give you a stick of incense and time to think. If you don't agree, you will be my prisoner."
"How will it be recorded in the history books then, hehe."
Lu Heng's words were like the words of a devil.
Even if Song Zhezong agreed, I am afraid that the world would still be in chaos because of this. He was still shameless in becoming emperor and his ambitions were almost wiped out by Lu Heng.
The hatred in my heart cannot be concealed.
Lu Heng glanced at Xuanci and others, and said to the Tianzun Hall disciples: "Go, bring Xiao Yuanshan, Qiao Sanhuai and the others out. If anyone dares to stop you, I will burn Shaolin with a fire."
"Stop, we'll let him go."
Xuan Ci seemed to have aged for decades. The damage this time was too great. Only Xuan Du and Xuan Ji were left among the inner temple masters.
Everyone else was killed at will by Lu Heng in the commotion just now.
Although there are still a few innate old monks, they cannot save everyone.
Lu Heng waved his hand and said: "Very good, I like cheerful people. It just so happens that I also want to establish a country and become an emperor. I originally wanted to postpone it for a few years, but I never thought that Emperor Song would give me a big gift."
Song Zhezong almost vomited blood after listening to the words.
Lu Heng not only wanted to kill people, but also wanted to kill people's hearts.
That kind of pain cannot be understood by people who are not involved in it.
"The stick of incense has arrived. If you don't agree, I will twist your head with my own hands and make you a sinner of the Song Dynasty. Wow, how will it be recorded in the history books? It's getting more and more interesting, haha."
"You, you devil and lunatic, I don't believe you dare to kill me. No one in the world will let you go. I refuse."
Song Zhezong was tough.
It is clear that whether he answers or not, future generations will criticize him to death.
Seeing this, Lu Heng smiled slightly, but he didn't care. He looked at Murong Gui and said, "The negotiation failed, do you still want to protect him?"
"Don't you think the method is too dirty?"
"I don't think so. Anyway, I will kill anyone who threatens me. If he doesn't meet me, wouldn't it be good for Song and Xixia to be stable?"
"But since he threatened me, if I don't fight back, how will I survive in the world in the future?"
Zhao Xu felt extremely regretful.
If I had known about this situation, it would be better to just walk away, no, it would be better not to participate.
Now that he is at a loss, Lu Heng is eyeing him again, which is really scary.
Murong Gui shook his head and said: "He is an emperor after all. How can we Jianghu people fight against the government? If our Shaolin Temple does not save people, wouldn't we become unfaithful, unfilial, unkind and unjust people?"
"Are you from the Shaolin Temple? Stop talking nonsense to me. If Murong Gui is like this, then I will have no choice but to massacre Shaolin. You are starting a war with Shaolin."
"kill him!"
Lu Heng waved his hand.
Sword Demon, Wang Chongyang, Lin Chaoying, Yang Guo and Xiao Longnu and other innate masters all appeared.
Murong Gui's face became a little uglier.
Having lived in seclusion in Shaolin for many years, how could I not understand that Lu Heng was going to kill him?
"Amitabha, if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell? Let the old monk come to teach your noble sect. Even if you are defeated, you will still be honored."
"I don't want to listen to his nonsense, so kill him."
"Stop, one person does the work and the other takes responsibility. This matter has nothing to do with Shaolin."
Zhao Xu still dared to come forward.
Looking at Lu Heng sadly.
"Who do you think you are? Why do I need to listen to you?"
"Kneel down!"
Without the protection of the innate master, Song Zhezong Zhao Xu was forced to kneel down in humiliation.
Hundreds of martial arts masters were speechless, angry in their hearts, and looked at Lu Heng angrily.
"I am very fair. It is very embarrassing for you to hand over ten cities in exchange for your life. When you wanted to take the Xixia I captured with nothing, why didn't you think that this day would happen."
"Every drink and peck is determined by heaven. I am just treating others in their own way."
"Yes, I did want to deceive Xixia from you, but unfortunately my skills are not as good as others. If I can escape, I will kill you and slaughter all nine of your tribes."
(To be continued)
(End of chapter)
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