"Tai Chi sky cannon! Fire cannons on the ground, and the wind and clouds are surging. This General Qi's kung fu has become an immortal!" Qin Murong saw it the most sincerely and couldn't help but feel excited.

She didn't know how Qi Kunlun could not be affected by the recoil of qi and blood when landing, and it was even more unimaginable that under such a situation, she could make such a fierce cannon punch!

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, the body of this strong man, who was like an eagle flying to his prey, flew up five or six meters high and more than ten meters away!

"Baji!"

When the fist reached its limit, his body fell freely in the air, fell to the ground, twitched twice, and soon stopped moving, and blood flowed out of the ground.

Qi Kunlun looked cold and slowly withdrew his fist.

Qin Murong couldn't help but be surprised. This lay disciple of Bodhi Temple is also a master of Danjin who has experienced many battles, but in just two moves, he was killed directly. What a terrifying strength this is?!

Qi Kunlun narrowed his eyes and said coldly: "It really disturbs people's dreams and ruins the scenery."

He was chatting with Cai Yunzhi, but was interrupted, and naturally he was dissatisfied. In addition, this man was a lay disciple of Bodhi Temple, so he did not hold back at all.

Although Qin Murong did not contact the man's body, she could already feel that the other party had lost his vital signs.

"What a fierce fist! So strong!" After a moment, Qin Murong slowly spit out eight words.

Qi Kunlun said: "Excessive award."

Qin Murong said, "There is no need to beat him to death. Let him go, which may be more deterrent."

Qi Kunlun shook his head slightly and said, "The lay disciples of Bodhi Temple have always been powerful and wealthy. They will not help others kill for two cents. Since he is here to kill you, it proves that this force does not want to see me take over the Red Flower Club. On the surface, it is for you, but in fact, it is to weaken my power. So of course he deserves to die."

Qin Murong couldn't help but come back to her senses. Indeed, the lay disciples of Bodhi Temple can definitely be called powerful and powerful. Otherwise, it would not have been possible for the entire country to be afraid of it! The Red Flower Society is an ancient community organization. Now that such a big change has occurred within the community, even if the ambitious people within the community spend a lot of money, they may not be able to really invite the lay disciples of Bodhi Temple.

"I'm very curious, how did you jump off a five-meter-high wall without being affected by a recoil of qi and blood?" Qin Murong asked, "Don't jump when fighting with people. Your feet off the ground and then land on the ground at the same time will cause the center of gravity to shake, and the recoil of qi and blood, let alone a four- or five-meter-high wall!"

"Mortals can't understand." Qi Kunlun smiled with his eyes narrowed, then turned around and left.

Qin Murong frowned and didn't ask anything more.

Qi Kunlun said: "I see that there is a lot of evil spirit in the woods in the backyard. I guess there are many corpses buried? I don't need my help, right?"

Qin Murong said: "Can you see this too?!"

"When you really reach this level, you may understand." Qi Kunlun's voice was calm, as if it was not a great thing.

Qin Murong didn't say anything more, picked up a shovel, carried the body to the backyard.

When Yang Hutun was still in power, more than a dozen bodies were buried in the backyard of the villa.

After Yang Hutun passed away, Qin Murong buried a few more in with her own hands.
Chapter completed!