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    It's hard to say that Xie Xuan is not Murong Chui's opponent. After all, Xie Xuan became famous very early, and even when Murong Chui was at his peak, he never showed strength that exceeded Xie Xuan.  And the apparent result of that battle was indeed a deadlock. However, not long after Xie Xuan returned to Shenjian Villa, he was attacked by a master again. His injuries worsened, and he finally gave up and left.  This time, it seems that the century-old fortune of Shenjian Villa has been taken away.  Since Xie Xuan, there has not been another swordsman who can make a name for himself in the Divine Sword Villa, until Xie Xiaofeng.  Xie Xuan is the ancestor of the Xie family and a hero respected by future generations.  According to what Shenjian Villa said, Xie Xuan was not at his peak when he faced Murong Chui.  The war two hundred years ago caused irreparable damage to Xie Xuan.  After the battle with Murong Chui, Xie Xuan's energy and blood had declined, and he no longer had the power of his prime.  But no matter how much you say, it¡¯s impossible for Xie Xuan to reappear in the world.  The feud between the Xie family and the Murong family was thus forged.  This is an unsolvable grudge.  It may not be enough to make the two families feud for generations, but as a descendant of the Xie family, it is perfectly normal for Xie Xiaofeng to have the desire to do something when he sees Murong Longcheng.  "It's a pity that the current Murong Longcheng is undoubtedly more powerful than the original Murong Chui.  " But Xie Xiaofeng is far inferior to Xie Xuan back then.  This is an unequal battle, so Wang Yu cannot let it happen.  It¡¯s such a pity that Xie Xiaofeng died here.  "Brother Xie, please be patient. After all, Murong Chui has already died in the hands of Master Zhang." Wang Yu said.  When Xie Xiaofeng heard this, his expression softened.     indeed.  Murong Chui had died in the hands of Zhang Sanfeng.  "Every injustice has its owner, and every debt has its owner."  There was no conflict between Xie Xiaofeng and Murong Longcheng.  Xie Xiaofeng bowed deeply to Zhang Sanfeng, and Zhang Sanfeng did not give in.  Looking at Murong Longcheng who was in full force at this time, Zhang Sanfeng suddenly felt a little strange.  "I thought you would avoid the battle forever, or call a few helpers to come out." Zhang Sanfeng said.  Murong Longcheng heard this.  A trace of bitterness flashed in his eyes.  If he had no other choice, why would he take such a big risk?  Wang Yu was thoughtful, after a moment.  A hint of enlightenment flashed in his eyes.  "Murong Longcheng, you have been abandoned." Wang Yu suddenly said.  Murong Longcheng's body was shaken, but he did not refute.  Seeing this, Wang Yu became more certain of his thoughts.  "I guessed it right. Shaolin Temple has really given up on masters of your level. Sure enough. If you are not a core disciple of Shaolin, are you destined not to enjoy the support of Shaolin?" Wang Yu said.  It sounds normal.  During the decades that Murong Longcheng had been in the Shaolin Temple, although he had always lived in seclusion in the Sutra Pavilion and rarely interfered with the affairs of the Shaolin Temple, in fact, he had influenced many decisions of the Shaolin Temple, either overtly or covertly.  And these decisions may not be so wrong.  But most of them did not bring much benefit to Shaolin Temple.  Buddhism.  It¡¯s not that all four are empty.  ¡° Just because they can tolerate Murong Longcheng for a while, doesn¡¯t mean they can tolerate Murong Longcheng for a lifetime.  A group of monks headed by Reluctant and Wuxiang left the Shaolin Temple and established the Southern Shaolin. A large part of the reason was because they did not agree with Murong Longcheng's decision.  And the people in the Shaolin Temple who stayed behind may not be so convinced by Murong Longcheng.  Especially, in the battle at Wudang Mountain, Murong Longcheng was defeated by Zhang Sanfeng and lost a layer of his aura.  ??The cunning rabbit dies and the lackey is cooked.  Of course Murong Longcheng is not in this kind of ending, but in fact, there is no difference between this kind of encounter.  "I have gained a lot in Shaolin over the years. This world is fair, and I cannot keep getting it without any effort." Murong Longcheng was very free and easy about this.  Wang Yu nodded.  What Murong Longcheng said is very true.  He and Shaolin are together for mutual benefit.  But in fact, he really didn¡¯t help Shaolin much.  And the Shaolin Temple has helped him in many ways.  ¡°If nothing else, without Shaolin, the Tianzun organization would never have developed to the extent it is now.  Without Shaolin, Murong Longcheng would be a great master at the level of heaven and man, and would not have the qualifications to compete tit-for-tat with Zhang Sanfeng.  Shaolin¡¯s thousand-year heritage and thousands of volumes of books are a huge treasure for Murong Longcheng.   He has gained too much, and now that Shaolin is in danger, he has to step forward.  Otherwise, he really has no place in Shaolin.  However, despite what he said, Murong Longcheng was never a person who sacrificed himself for others.  Wang Yu looked past Murong Longcheng and looked behind him - the Shaolin Temple that has been passed down for thousands of years. After a moment, he smiled softly.  "Interesting, interesting. I am really looking forward to the hidden power of Shaolin Temple to have enough strength for you to die." Wang Yu said.  Murong Longcheng's expression changed slightly, but he didn't say anything.  "Murong Longcheng, I don't want to say anything more about the grievances between us. The last time you and I fought, there was no winner. This time, it will be fight to the death." Zhang Sanfeng said.  Murong Longcheng sighed slightly, and then said: "Then let's fight to the death." As Murong Longcheng's words fell, the place fell into deathly silence.  The legend of the battle at Wudang Mountain is still spread in the world.  Everyone present heard it.  Zhang Sanfeng and Murong Longcheng, these two people are definitely the top figures in the world.  The showdown between them is far more anticipated than ordinary people.  The purple air floats thirty thousand miles, transforming into Tai Chi, fixing the earth, wind, water and fire.  The golden body is indestructible, the physical body is sanctified, and the miracles of Buddha appear in a mortal body. ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? off. All these things show that Zhang Sanfeng and Murong Longcheng are extraordinary.  Not only in contemporary times, but also in the history of martial arts from ancient times to the present, these two people are definitely qualified to be among the top ones.  And now, they are about to start another duel.  This time, it is very likely to exceed the last battle of Wudang Mountain.  Because Zhang Sanfeng is obviously not here just to go through the motions.  He wants to kill someone.  Wang Yu and others consciously dispersed around, leaving the battlefield in the middle to Zhang Sanfeng and Murong Longcheng.  Although Wang Yu has made rapid progress nowadays, he is still no match for Murong Longcheng.  No matter what Wang Yu¡¯s evaluation of Murong Longcheng was, Wang Yu never denied that Murong Longcheng was a truly strong man.  Among the people present, the only one who is qualified to be Murong Longcheng's opponent is Zhang Sanfeng.  "Shaolin is where I started after all. You and I should fight in mid-air to avoid damaging this thousand-year-old temple." Zhang Sanfeng said.  Murong Longcheng nodded.  The two people slowly rose into the air.  The sky is as blue as water, with no movement at all.  Wang Yu knew that the control of power between these two people had reached the pinnacle.  As long as they don¡¯t take the initiative, there won¡¯t be any leakage.  The war is about to break out.  (To be continued) PS: I was still thinking about ending the Shaolin plot yesterday, but it turns out I was overthinking it.  The Battle of Wudang Mountain lasted for half a month, how could Shaolin be written in one day?  Well, the plot of Shaolin is one of the last three. It is very taxing. Yesterday, I spent more than two hours just discussing the plot with my friends in the group. In addition, I searched for information about various Shaolin Temple masters, which took up a lot of time.  .  So there will be two updates for today.  I'll take a break, there will be another big battle tomorrow.  The Wudang Mountain dungeon is the most satisfying place for me so far. I tried my best to write the Shaolin War to the level of the Wudang Mountain War.  
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