Strongest Shield Xuan Ci

Facing the angry glares of the Shaolin monks, he raised his staff and his precept knife.

Although the beggars felt guilty, they were unwilling to be slaughtered and quickly drew their weapons.

A major battle is imminent.

The seventh-generation disciple on the arena raised his right fist and shouted, "Kill all these bald monks!"

"Enough!" This roar was like the cry of a dragon.

Although Qiao Feng still retained his human form, a hundred-foot-tall dragon shadow seemed to appear and disappear behind him.

When the weak are bullied, when injustice occurs, when evil is revealed, a righteous and majestic force descends, almost spanning the entire Shaoshi Mountain.

The Song Emperor was terrified and almost fell off the high platform.

Xuan Ci's mind was in turmoil, and his eyebrows trembled.

Murong Fu trembled with fear, almost reverting to his original form.

Tang Mu's face grew even paler, and he broke out in a cold sweat.

Inside the library, the sweeping monk clasped his hands together and chanted the Heart Sutra. It was only after Jiumozhi, who had put down his book as if remembering something, that he returned to his studies.

Duan Yu, the "Wonderful Sound Buddha Son," was astonished. As someone skilled in Sound Skill, he could tell that it was just a simple roar.

The anger in the monks' hearts was replaced by a sense of trust; they all believed that Qiao Feng would bring them justice and enlightenment.

The beggars only had eyes for their own gang leader.

Upon hearing the roar, the Seven-bag disciple collapsed to the ground in shock.

His sinister and evil magical power was mostly depleted, and all the poisonous insects imbued with his vicious Curse Technique died suddenly.

Even so, the resentment on his face did not disappear, and he did not answer Qiao Feng's question.

Instead, he started humming a little tune to himself.

"Those with daughters should cultivate irrigated land, those with good wives should cultivate good land, those with bad wives should cultivate bad land, and those without women should cultivate wasteland!"

Upon hearing this tune, many monks visibly lowered their heads, while a few glared angrily again, saying disdainfully that the Beggar's Gang was not clean either, and that they also engaged in "harvesting and mutilating" (a form of illegal sexual activity).

Xuan Ci closed his eyes and chanted Buddhist mantras.

The anger that Qiao Feng had been holding back deflated like a punctured balloon.

He was also the son of a Shaolin tenant farmer, and had heard about these sordid things.

"Shaolin Temple has a [Discipline Hall] to supervise the monks. Monks who bully respectable women and break the precepts will be arrested by the [Discipline Monk] and [Guardian Monk] in the hall and made to accept punishment."

"Breaking the precepts, breaking the precepts!" The Seven-bag disciple gasped for breath. "Shaolin Temple no longer has the precept against lust, Chief! As long as you are willing to marry, it is not considered breaking the precepts! My sister was played with and then married by this bastard, and she died in less than a month!"

"When they were thrown back, they were skin and bones, and their bodies were covered in wounds!"

Do you think he deserved to die?

"Speak up, boss!"

Xuan Ci originally intended to politely admit it first, and then have the Discipline Hall investigate the matter, but he saw Qiao Feng take the lead and nod without hesitation, "He deserves to die! If this is indeed true. But why didn't you tell me?"

"Even if the criminal is a member of the royal family, I will arrest him, bring him to justice, and have him punished in front of the people."

"But—" The Seven-bag disciple did not expect this answer, "But haven't you always tried to avoid any friction between us and Shaolin?"

"Yes." Qiao Feng nodded, his authoritative gaze sweeping over the assembled heroes. "But we cannot sacrifice justice and allow the interests of the innocent to be harmed."

"I... I was wrong." The Seven-bag disciple lowered his head and wept. "I should have told you sooner."

The Song Emperor on the stage also lowered his head, but his heart was full of resentment. I am the Son of Heaven! How can I be punished the same as the common people? Because of you, I live like an ascetic. What kind of emperor am I? Qiao Feng, Qiao Feng!

No, I can't live without him.

Perhaps feeling somewhat humiliated, he resorted to his mental victory strategy, fantasizing that among his subordinates, there would be one even more powerful than Qiao Feng. After all, he was the emperor, and sooner or later, a new 'Qiao Feng' would emerge from among his men.

Qiao Feng, you won't always be the strongest!

Xuan Ci, who was standing next to Song Emperor, did not notice the Song Emperor's unusual emotions.

Because the words of the Seven-bag disciple kept echoing in his mind, 'Shaolin Temple no longer has the precept against lust, Chief!' He always felt that these words were pointing a finger at him.

After all, he was the first to break the vow of celibacy, and then he found an excuse to abolish it.

Therefore, he also overlooked the restless activity of 'Xu Zhu' not far away.

Among the martial arts practitioners at Shaoshi Mountain, apart from Li Lin and his group, he is the most clear-headed.

Although he looked at Qiao Feng and had the idea of replacing him, he was more concerned with doing great things.

His recent experience of being so frightened that his legs trembled made him desperately need a fight to wash away the humiliation.

Then

The monk's robe, covered in pudding, instantly transformed into a magnificent purple gown. His bald head sprouted a cascade of black hair, and a sharp sword appeared out of thin air in his hand, thrusting towards Qiao Feng.

"Damn it!" Xiao Yuanshan cursed under his breath. Jiumozhi hadn't even shown up yet, and this little thief Murong was already going to his death. He should have sent him and his damned bastard father to their deaths together.

But he still let out a wolf howl and charged out of the crowd, shouting, "Confringo!"

The Prajna Palm, created by Master Yuanyuan, the eighth abbot of Shaolin Temple, combined with the Explosive Explosion Curse, one of the three most explosive shattering Curse Technique, and the Transfiguration creature created by Murong Fu, attacked Qiao Feng.

"The earth shook!" A burly man with a dark face in the crowd seized the opportunity and swung his heavy hammer, wielding the [Mountain-Splitting Spell] to smash it against the cliff.

As the loud explosions rang out, boulders rolled down.

"Avis!" A yellow-faced man shot an arrow into the sky, which transformed into countless birds that launched an indiscriminate attack on the surrounding area.

Some people were even secretly casting [Stunning Spell] and [Weatherproof Charm] in the crowd.

The beggars, monks, and martial arts heroes who wanted to support Qiao Feng had to consider their own safety first.

"How can it be so powerful!"

"It's gunpowder!"

"My foot, doctor, doctor!"

"Get lost, where did this bird come from?"

"Why is it raining and thundering at the same time? Which bastard cast Weatherproof Charm?!"

"The ground is so slippery, I can't stand up."

"I can't move! Hanqing, save me!"

Even so, Shaoshi Mountain remains a peaceful and remote place.

"Old Yue, don't go to your death!"

On a cliff, Yun Zhonghe took off and lifted a short, large-headed man wielding alligator scissors, ready to fight, and flew away from the battlefield.

"Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot; put it down."

Duan Yu bitter expression, protected his sister, aunt, and father.

Duan Yanqing brandished his steel staff, occasionally unleashing his "One -One Yang Finger Skill," now at the first rank, to protect Duan Yu.

The girls Duan Yu protecting were not weaklings either.

The girl in purple seemed to have a curse in her eyes; the enemies she looked at with her large eyes were all convulsing and foaming at the mouth.

The girl in red robes Shapeshifting appearances, blending into the crowd and launching sneak attacks.

The girl in black swung her long whip, the whip crackling as it struck.

With a wave of her hand, the slightly childish girl unleashed a torrent of black energy that transformed into black snakes upon landing on the ground.

On the contrary, Duan Zhengchun and the mothers of these girls couldn't bear to watch.

They were only concerned with pulling and tugging, talking about love, and being jealous of each other.

However, Wu Yazi was not surprised.

The bamboo house where Li Lin and his group were located was like the Lingjiu Palace, where no one approached.

Wu Yazi would sometimes transform into a crow to observe Duan Zhengchun.

Duan Zhengchun's talent for Curse Technique was also quite good. Although he wasn't a polymath with three Curse Techniques, he had awakened two Curse Techniques, which was already quite good compared to most martial arts practitioners who only had one Curse Technique.

Unfortunately, the two Curse Techniques that Duan Zhengchun awakened were the Beauty Spell and the Undressing Spell.

The Beauty Spell made him even more handsome and dashing, and the Undressing Spell served the same purpose as his signature Five Luo Light Smoke Palm technique of turning off the lights and undressing.

Therefore, Duan Zhengchun could only rely on martial arts to fight his enemies.

Of Duan Zhengchun's women, only one, with a fiery temper, possessed the Incendio, which was somewhat useful against enemies.

The rest are just Curse Technique for skincare, cleansing, and enhancing charm.

No wonder they need their own children to protect the law.

However, this made Wu Yazi look down on Duan Zhengchun even more.

Just as Wu Yazi was itching to deliver a heart -the Cruciatus Curse to Duan Zhengchun's subordinate Hua Hegen seemed to know that his master was about to suffer a disaster. He hurriedly stepped forward and said that the new tunnel had been dug and asked the prince and his ladies to go in and hide.

Wu Yazi finally found peace and quiet before his eyes.

Inside the bamboo house, Li Lin and the others, like the people of the Lingjiu Palace, were focused on the duel between Qiao Feng and the masked giant.

The reason Murong Fu is not included is because he, like the product of his Transfiguration, is utterly vulnerable.

If he were to hide among the crowd and constantly harass them with Transfiguration, he might achieve even greater results.

But he insisted on engaging in close combat and was slammed to the ground by Qiao Feng's palm.

If he hadn't turned the clothing in the middle of his palm into an iron plate in time, he probably would have been dead.

No, he's practically dead now.

He hid under a corpse and pretended to be dead, hoping no one would recognize him.

However, he miscalculated.

The masked giant, Xiao Yuanshan, yelled in his hoarse voice, channeling his Internal Energy to make his voice resound throughout Shaoshi Mountain, "Murong Fu is truly useless. Murong Fu, the so-called Southern Murong, couldn't even withstand a single palm strike from Gang Leader Qiao."

"No—" Bao Butong wanted to retort as he usually did, but this time he shut his mouth.

Both he and Feng Bo'e had a flaw: they habitually thought their young master was incredibly powerful. Therefore, they both believed that this was intentional on their young master's part, wanting the Liao people to intervene so that he could take the Song Emperor's head.

Therefore, in order not to disrupt his young master's plans, Bao Butong had no choice but to keep quiet.

Hell Monarch Tang Mu thought the same way, only his reasons and Bao Butong different.

Even if he were to face Murong Fu's superb Transfiguration and mastery of all arts, he would not be able to defeat him in a short time and would not be able to be certain of victory.

If Murong Fu is truly useless, then wouldn't he be even more useless, with no chance of competing with Qiao Feng?

His pride wouldn't allow him to admit it.

"Murong?" Qiao Feng was on high alert. "Don't think I'd believe he'd be defeated so easily. Your goal is the Emperor, isn't it? I advise you to give up. Abbot Xuan Ci is not someone you can easily bypass."

Pride made Murong Fu crawl out from under the corpse, pretending nothing was wrong. After using Transfiguration to tidy his appearance, he sneered, "As expected of the [Dragon God in the Clouds], you actually found out."

"Young master, you're being foolish!" Feng Bo'e blocked an enemy's sword and turned around to say, "You shouldn't have given up your covert operations because of a moment of anger."

"No, no." Bao Butong Curse Technique loudly, his voice like thunder echoing throughout Shaoshi Mountain. "Young Master is a prince, and has always taken the restoration of the country as his mission. How can he lose his royal demeanor for this and lose the greater good for the sake of the lesser?"

"Ouch, whose buck teeth curse is that!"

"Waaaaah~"

Bao Butong teeth grew to his chin, making him unable to speak.

Murong Fu felt both proud and ashamed.

This, in turn, allowed him to unleash his potential and stop trying to fight Qiao Feng hand-to-hand.

Instead, they interfere from the rear.

Lions, tigers, eagles, poisonous snakes, elephants, and wasps, along with a rain of arrows flying from the sky, attacked Qiao Feng, preventing him from heading in the direction where the Song Emperor had fled.

The burly, black-faced men who pounded the mountain, and the red-faced men who created thunder and lightning, were responsible for blocking the martial arts heroes, the Beggar's Gang the Beggar Clan, and the monks from Shaolin who wanted to help Qiao Feng escape.

"Well done, young master!" Feng Bo'e cheered, completely ignoring the fact that he had been stabbed and his nose was swollen from the curse power of the sword.

"I am Southern Murong!" Murong Fu even had the leisure to conjure up a folding fan.

Seeing that Qiao Feng was trapped, Xiao Yuanshan was not as optimistic as Murong Fu.

When Xuan Ci is mentioned, everyone's first impression is that of a Buddhist scoundrel who broke the precept against lust but was still able to continue serving as abbot.

No one knew his fundamental Curse Technique or why he broke the precepts. Xuan Ku, who couldn't stand even a speck of dust in his eyes, was just making sarcastic remarks.

Xiao Yuanshan knew what Xuan Ci's fundamental Curse Technique was—the Super Shield Charm.

This is a higher-level Curse Technique of the Shield Charm, with a wider range and stronger defensive capabilities.

Although his Explosion Curse weren't as refined back then as they are now, allowing him to wield them directly with his flesh and blood, they were still invincible when combined with his staff techniques.

But the reason why most of those cowards and fools outside Yanmen Pass were able to survive was...

It all depends on Xuan Ci's Super Shield Charm.

The Shield Charm differs from ordinary Protective Charm in that it focuses more on deflecting and repelling damage from enemies.

Therefore, Xuan Ci's Vajra Palm is not only harder than metal and stone, but also contains a counter-force. The stronger the enemy's move, the stronger the counter-force will be generated in his palm.

However, Xuan Ci was far more capable than Xiao Yuanshan knew.

"Super Armor Charm!" "Peacekeeper!" "Protego Totalum!"

The three Protective Charm perfectly enveloped Xuan Ci himself, Song Emperor, and his attendants.

"A generalist!" x18!

The assassins, whom Xiao Yuanshan had named the "Eighteen Riders of Yan and Yun," instantly recognized what Xuan Ci's actions meant.

The "Curse Scripture" was not only produced in the Song Dynasty, but had long been exported to many countries and existed in multiple languages.

It is a superior Curse Technique of the Shield Charm that combines physical and Curse Technique defense, using defensive power as a base for counter-attack.

Dispelling Charm to dispel and defend against evil Curse Technique.

Protection Charm focused on physical defense.

The combination of the three is simply perfect.

Even with the three shattering spells of [Explosion Curse], [Shattering Curse], and [Vanishment Charm] all unleashed simultaneously, Xuan Ci's Jin Guang Buddha palm remained completely undisturbed.

"Petrifying Charm, Immobulus, Swamp Charm, Slipping Charm to trap the enemy."

"Assassinated using the three great shattering curses."

"It really took a lot of effort."

"You might actually have succeeded without me."

"Don't you wonder why Gang Leader Qiao let me leave with the government? Because I am the government's Strongest Shield."

"And the Strongest Spear, the [Dragon God in the Clouds], will annihilate all the traitors behind you!"