The Blood Clan can't help but withdraw, they can't take advantage of it, if they are injured here, not only will the mission not be completed, but also make the enemy laugh behind their backs, although they are Blood Clan, but they are not fools.

There are a lot of injuries among the more than 100 blood clans, and almost every squad has been injured, but they will still recover from such injuries quickly.

There are also injuries on Emei's side, and most of them are minor injuries, but this is also thanks to Lin Xiaoyao's secret assistance, otherwise there will definitely be Emei disciples killed.

Emei was furious here, the blood clan arrived in Huaxia and actually broke into their territory, and many disciples were injured, and this matter could not be finished.

For a while, Emei sent several messengers, rushed to the various major factions, and described the battle of the day fiercely, and called on everyone to kill the blood clan, otherwise the martial arts are in danger, there is no doubt that the blood clan has one more enemy, and Emei will definitely be very concerned about killing the blood clan.

I just received a letter from Shaolin Temple, and in a blink of an eye, Emei also came to the letter, and this time something happened, something happened, Emei and the blood clan fought, and Emei also had disciples injured, the situation was very bad, the bad thing is that the blood clan broke into Emei's territory and fought after fighting, what is this called? This is called provocation.

This is not only a matter of the Emei faction, but also the affairs of all the sects of martial arts, they dare to come to Emei today to make trouble, and tomorrow they dare to go to other factions to make trouble, Emei Shaolin has gone, who will be next?

The other sects are a little nervous, for fear of being taken as the next target by the blood clan, but now Shaolin Emei has joined in, so things will be easy to do, and there will be those who take the lead. All the sects are not afraid, everyone just needs to work together to drive this group of blood clans out. Will there be such concerns in the future? Definitely not.

"It's easy to do now."

Lin Xiaoyao, Wu Wen and others drove away, they were going to Shaolin Temple this time, since Shaolin Temple took the lead, they were also very low-key, so it would be better to follow Shaolin Temple together.

As soon as the news was transmitted back to Wudang, a team of dozens of people would rush to Shaolin for Lin Xiaoyao to command.

Lin Xiaoyao is the second sect to come to Shaolin Temple. Originally, he thought that he was the one who was interested in the blood clan, but he didn't expect that there was someone more interested in him than him, and that was the Emei faction.

The first person from the Emei faction sent people to the Shaolin Temple. This level of zealous is well deserved.

"Lin Xiaoyao, a disciple of the Wudang faction in Xiawu, received news from the Shaolin Temple and sent us to help."

"Okay."

The Spiritual Sky Mage nodded, "Thank you to your head on my behalf. This is a righteous act. The merit is immeasurable. ”

The old monk said a few words, and on the surface, he turned to Lin Xiaoyao and said, "I don't know how many people Lin Xian's nephew has brought?" ”

Lin Xiaoyao smiled and said, "We came first, and a team of more than thirty people is on the way here." ”

"Yes."

When the abbot heard this, he nodded with satisfaction, "The Wudang faction is really responsible." ”

There are already a lot of squads of thirty people, and there are only a few hundred inner disciples of a sect at most, and this is still a big sect, and the small sect is even less pitiful, and now they have to deal with the blood clan. This is the fight of real swords and guns, sending some three-legged cat kung fu disciples. I'm afraid it's really going to be fatal, after all, the strength of the blood clan is not something that humans can compete with, which means that the people sent by the Wudang faction are all some masters.

There is no need to remind this at all, there was a big war between the martial arts and the blood clan back then, and many sects were in charge, and the blood clan was powerful, and as the principal, they also knew.

Lin Xiaoyao was given a seat, and when he saw the people of the Emei faction, he also gave a slight salute, he naturally knew these people, and the man and woman sitting on the seat were the younger brothers and sisters of the head of the Emei faction.

In addition to the head of Emei, there are also four masters, Ye Zilin, Zhang Shishi, the more outstanding elders among the Emei female disciples, but the Emei disciple in front of him, Lin Xiaoyao, can't tell who it is, and there are two senior disciples in charge, Tan Shuhua and Song Shitao, of course, Lin Xiaoyao doesn't know which one is sitting opposite.

"In Xialin Xiaoyao, a disciple of the Wudang faction, I met two people here, and I am really fortunate to have three lives, and I am fortunate to meet."

"Ye Zilin."

"Song Shitao."

The two of them also stood up and arched their hands with Lin Xiaoyao. It seems that the other party is not very enthusiastic about himself, Lin Xiaoyao still felt a little strange at first, but then he thought about it and understood, Wudang swordsmanship and Emei's swordsmanship can be said to be the top in martial arts, and there will be competition for top things, and the Wudang faction and the Emei faction are actually competitors, so it is not difficult to understand that the Emei faction is alienated from the Wudang faction, to put it bluntly, it is a little unconvinced.

Lin Xiaoyao nodded, sat aside, and had a new understanding of Emei in his heart, saying that the Emei faction has some methods of rejuvenating the face, and it really deserves its reputation, how can these two people be in their fifties, and they still look like people in their thirties, it seems that it does work.

However, when the internal skills are practiced to a certain level, they all seem to have this effect, such as his father Lin Yong, who looks the same.

There was a little girl standing behind Ye Zilin, Lin Xiaoyao felt that it should be Ye Zilin's disciple, the little girl looked more watery, she should be a few years younger than herself, seeing Lin Xiaoyao looking at her, she also pouted, she seemed to be a little resistant to the man's gaze, and it was not surprising that such a girl always attracted much attention, perhaps because she was tired of the man's gaze. And there was also a young man standing behind Song Shitao, looking at Lin Xiaoyao with a somewhat hostile look, Lin Xiaoyao was speechless, it seemed that it was the first time to look at the woman, and the other party might be jealous.

"Abbot, Huashan has sent it."

"Yes, please."

In the blink of an eye, there is another sect, the famous Huashan faction, which is also famous for swordsmanship, the other party is as hostile to Wudang as Emei, of course, there are more for Wudang, after all, Wudang and Shaolin are both famous in martial arts, and there is no unified statement about who is the first, which also overwhelms them in fame, so it is normal to be more hostile to Wudang.

"Sent by Kongtong."

"Yes, please."

One by one, the sects rushed over, and until the afternoon, many sects came one after another, and everyone came near and far, and those who came far also came from thousands of miles away, so no one complained about anything.

In the evening, the main sects are basically coming, except for Wudang, Emei, Huashan, Kongtong, Hengshan, Qingcheng, Songshan and so on.

These are relatively large sects, of course, although many boxing methods are not sects, but they also have a large scale, such as the descendants of Cangzhou Bajiquan, and the descendants of Taijiquan also sent people to Shaolin Temple.

The next day, there were also some more bizarre sects, which cannot be said to be sects, that is, the sects that have been passed down and mainly focus on martial arts or unique skills.

In short, Shaolin Temple gathered all kinds of people, all kinds of factions and boxing techniques, Shaolin Temple statistics, plus the more than 30 people who did not arrive in Wudang, a total of more than 200 people gathered here.

"Senior brother."

Lin Xiaoyao was practicing in the room, when he suddenly heard a familiar voice, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a young woman, running over, wearing a purple dress, her big eyes blinking, full of aura.

"Ling'er."

Lin Xiaoyao laughed, and the other party threw himself into Lin Xiaoyao's arms, hugging and jumping happily.

At this time, a chubby boy also followed behind, watching Lin Xiaoyao and Ling'er hugging each other, a little jealous, and raised his nostrils to look at people.

"Chubby."

Lin Xiaoyao patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile: "You kid, you're still so fat!" ”

"Hey, hey."

The other party smiled, obviously very happy, but when he heard that he was still so fat, he coldly "cut" again.

Several people were very happy to see each other, sitting together and chatting about the recent story, and for a while there were bursts of laughter in the room. (To be continued......)