Chapter 467 The True and False Plum Blossom Thief

"You can't escape, Plum Blossom Thief!"

Jing Xiaolou shouted loudly and threw out countless copper coins in the shape of "pin", flying towards Xinjian!

A throw of heaven and earth!

The more copper coins, the stronger the power. It is Jing Xiaolou who has obtained a unique skill from the reincarnation space. The power can increase with the increase of money, reaching the extreme. The lethality can even be compared to the innate skill. Although in that case , it also cost an astonishing amount of money, but it is still considered a not weak martial arts.

Jing Xiaolou deliberately spent a lot of luck points to redeem it.

Although after redeeming it, my pockets have never been bulging again, and even with the power of Qiankun Throw, I have never been able to reach the Divine Sea realm, but this is because I am too poor and not because this move is not powerful!

Xinjian's expression suddenly changed, he couldn't dodge, and half of his body was covered with several copper coins.

He spat out a mouthful of blood, and his movements suddenly slowed down...

"Plum Blossom Thief, you can't escape!"

With another loud shout, Wang Shoucheng rushed out from the other side... The three of them had surrounded Xinjian in a pin-shaped formation before. Now the encirclement was getting smaller and smaller. Jing Xiaolou chased after him, and Wang Shoucheng and Shi Chen were naturally approaching.

He punched Xinjian!

"What a shame, this poor monk is not a plum blossom thief!"

Xinjian shouted angrily, and his powerful Vajra Palm shot out, meeting Wang Shoucheng's fist.

Amidst the loud noise...

Wang Shoucheng's expression changed slightly, and his foot struck hard, then crashed down. All his strength was transferred to the ground. He himself staggered two steps back and shouted: "This guy is awesome, everyone come together!"

"Don't worry! The plum blossom thief can't escape!!"

Shi Shi shouted loudly and waved his hand...

Countless fireballs roared past, and the extremely hot and scorching fireballs smashed towards Xinjian!

It was an extremely weird move. If it had been used before, Xinjian would have turned pale with fright. But now, after struggling with this moment for more than two hours, he was forced to this point. What move has he not seen before?

Ice, fire, thunder, lightning, violent winds, floods... the list goes on and on!

Xinjian barely dodged.

He shouted angrily: "I'm not the Plum Blossom Thief!"

Seeing that they were besieged and unable to escape, these three people had a tacit understanding. No one of them was inferior to themselves in strength. They were unable to survive alone, and they could not let those Shaolin disciples discover themselves... Now, it is...

He shouted angrily: "I just stole a few scriptures, why do you think I am the Plum Blossom Thief!"

"Who are you?! We've reached this point now, and you still don't admit it?"

Mo Yunge walked over slowly with his sword in hand and said, "You are bound to die anyway, so just admit it honestly."

"Amitabha, junior brother, you better hurry up and capture me!"

Xinmei let out a long sigh, appeared in the distance beside Xinjian, and said: "As long as you hand over the Yi Jin Jing, I can intercede for you in front of the abbot, and I will forgive you!"

"I don't need your forgiveness!"

Xinjian shouted angrily: "If I can't see her again in this life, what's the difference between me and death?"

The eyebrows shouted angrily: "You are stubborn!"

"What are you talking about? Since he is the Plum Blossom Thief, we will never allow him to survive today!"

Jing Xiaolou rushed forward, pulled out the long whip from his waist, and shouted: "Die, Plum Blossom Thief, and you will become my luck value!"

The fierce whip wind roared, but before the whip arrived, the strong wind had locked all the places where Xinjian stood!

And Wang Shoucheng even strode into the range of the whipping wind, not caring at all whether Jing Xiaolou would hurt himself...he punched Xinjian hard!

"Body Holding Technique!!!"

Shi Chen let out a loud shout, and veins popped up on his forehead, obviously he had gone all out!

"This time, the overall situation has been decided!"

A delighted smile appeared on Mo Yunge's face, and he thought to himself, Su Jing, Su Jing, no matter how cunning you are, I'm afraid you never would have thought that you would tell my sister about this, and her sister would actually tell the truth to him. We are not that good!

In the end, we finally regained a victory!

But there was also unspeakable confusion in his heart. Su Jing was injured and it was inconvenient to come out, but Qu Wuyi and Murong Ruo were so stupid, haven't they found this place yet?

Are we too fast?

That's true, aside from other things... In just two hours, Xinjian was forced to this fatal place. There was a wall behind him, and there were masters on both sides in front and left, unless he could fly... But how could he fly? ?

The eyebrows in his heart were solemn and he said: "Amitabha, several donors, please spare the life of this junior monk, the poor monk, for my Shaolin disposal!"

"I'm sorry, Master, we are done with eradicating evil! We must not leave this person alive."

Mo Yunge said.

His eyebrows were startled and he said: "But this is different from what we agreed before. You promised that you would help the poor monk capture the junior brother alive, and then leave it to me, Shaolin, to deal with it!"

"Today is different from the past. Isn't it precisely because Su Jing and the others are unwilling to help you capture this guy alive that you came to us for help?"

Mo Yunge smiled and said: "But in fact, we don't want to save this person's life. That's right... we regretted it!"

"Amitabha, no matter what, for the sake of my reputation in Shaolin, I have no choice but to... Junior Brother, you have made a big mistake. If you repent, I will risk my life to save you, but you... that's all. After you die, my brother will only I will tell my senior brother about you, and no one else will know about it. In their hearts, you are still the Xinjian Master, one of the seven great monks of Shaolin!"

Xinmei sighed, a look of dejection appeared on his face, and sighed: "Young men, please send my junior brother on his way!"

He turned around and stopped looking at Xinjian, but a look of grief appeared on his face.

"How hateful! Xinmei, you hypocritical and despicable villain..."

Xinjian roared angrily, and swung from his monk robe, bringing out the dark blue poison powder, and shouted: "I will die with you!!!"

"Take my sword and decide the outcome!"

Mo Yunge whistled, and the crystal-like long sword pierced straight through.

Xinjian's movements froze there, and he looked back blankly, and saw the long sword in Mo Yunge's hand...

"Do you think I have no fighting ability? In fact, I have already recovered some of my strength."

Mo Yunge smiled and said, "It's just that we can't fight each other this time, so there is no need to show off. Now, Xinjian, you can die!"

"Ahhh... Captain, you actually stole the monster. There will be extra rewards for killing the mission target in the end!"

Jing Xiaolou roared angrily.

"This... Sorry, it was just a matter of convenience."

Mo Yunge showed a slightly teasing smile on his face. Obviously, he did it on purpose just now.

"Anyway, we've already won, we killed the Plum Blossom Thief..."

It was rare that the dust had settled, and his mood had improved a lot. He smiled and said, "There's no need to worry about those tiny score differences, right? Uh..."

But as he spoke, his brows slowly frowned, and he said, "Strange... Why is there no prompt?"

"Yes... Didn't we kill the Plum Blossom Thief? Why is there no prompt sound?"

"We should have been able to return, right? Why..."

Several people were stunned.

The Lord... didn't react at all...

The four of them inexplicably thought of an extremely terrifying possibility...

Could it be that the one we killed was not the Plum Blossom Thief? !