"Da Da Da ......"

The flames erupted from the muzzle, the team rushed to Shaolin, and where they passed, they shot and killed the warrior monks who wanted to get close to the French resistance, screaming along the way, blood splashed, and more than ten lives died tragically on both sides of the road, and in the heavily armed team, all the members did not blink their eyelids when they saw such a scene, and they seemed to have long been numb. Free Fiction Portal

In the nearest market town in Songshan, in an ordinary and inconspicuous house, two young people in ordinary clothes huddled together, watching the picture on the computer screen.

"Is there any news from above?" One asked in a deep voice.

This is a surveillance point set up by the state to closely monitor the martial arts organization, and of course it is a secret monitoring area set up to monitor every move of Shaolin.

The state will never allow any organization that threatens the interests and rule of the country to mess around, so for many years, the state has long secretly monitored the whereabouts and actions of these martial arts organizations that can be monitored.

Today, all the forces of the Chinese martial arts gathered in Shaolin to hold the so-called martial arts conference, and the country naturally paid closer attention to such a big matter, so these two people received an order from above a few days ago, requiring comprehensive monitoring of a qiē on Shaolin Mountain, and absolutely not letting go of any details.

"Not yet." The other person looked at the scene on the video screen with a solemn face, and said in a heavy tone: "If such a big thing happens, why don't you send someone to suppress it, aren't you afraid of being exposed?" ”

The man's face sank before, and he looked at the man who spoke and said, "Pay attention to your words, we are soldiers, and it is our duty to obey orders, as for what it means, we have no right to ask." Have confidence in the organization and in the country. I'm sure there will be important deployments to be made. ”

……

At a military base closest to Songshan, a modern jungle combat team has been fully armed and mounted in a military combat helicopter. The propellers of the eight helicopters spun rapidly, broke away from the embrace of the earth, and began to soar above the sea of clouds in the nine heavens.

In the capital, the secret place where China's highest-level leaders and staff work, Chief One and seven other decision-makers are arguing about a matter in the top secret office.

Of course, at this moment, the argument between the two sides is coming to an end, and it is clear that the No. 1 leader has more supporters, only to hear the No. 1 chief say boldly: "This is a good thing for the country and the people, and it is also an excellent opportunity for the powerful family behind everyone here to be promoted, and I believe you can all understand the significance of this move." I can also understand my good intentions in making this decision. ”

"Give the order, the arrow is ready to fly, I have to send it!" An important military boss spoke.

"Yes, there is absolutely no special group like zài behind the country, in the past they were honest and obedient, after all, they used to have meritorious service to the country, but now they have forgotten what their purpose is, and they are oblivious to trying to touch things that should not be touched, which is a profound lesson for them. Hopefully, after this, they will come to their senses. ”

"Give the order."

"I agree!"

For a time, the highest decision-making level in China unanimously agreed to the decision proposed by the No. 1 chief.

……

Shaomuro Mountain has become a purgatory on earth.

When the gunshots rang out at the bottom of the mountain, and everyone on the mountain learned that a modern army was surrounding the mountain, those martial arts figures from all sides finally fidgeted.

In Huaxia, such a well-equipped team must be from the national military, so these martial arts people immediately thought of a possibility, that is, the country has been very dissatisfied with the martial arts conference held in Shaolin today, and even did not hesitate to touch the army to clear the field with iron and blood.

For a while, people in the field were panicked, but Shi Zhen, Chong Lingzi, Feng Buyu and other respected figures in the rivers and lakes immediately quieted everyone's feelings, saying that the team was not sent by the military, but Zhao Zilong's private army.

"Kill this kid first, and then you can't let this kid escape down the mountain no matter what. Let's go up together, avenge the dead souls, kill! A person in the crowd roared loudly, carrying a ghost-headed knife and killing the three Zhao brothers in the field.

"Boom!"

In the loud noise, Zen Master Shizhen's body flew out upside down again, blood spurted wildly from his mouth, and with the power of his innate realm, he was unable to resist Zhao Zilong's second attack, and was hit hard again and retreated.

"Master, let me come!"

Wudang Chong Lingzi broke off with a shout, a long sword in his hand waved dozens of sword flowers, and rushed to Zhao Zilong with an elegant body, only to see the sword light flowing, and the sound of breaking the air was endless, Zhao Zilong was caught off guard by this Wudang swordsmanship master, and his clothes were cut through more than ten cuts, and there were two scars left, and the blood flowed like an infusion.

"Traitor, suffer death!"

Chong Lingzi's set of Wudang Liuyun swordsmanship was displayed, and this person's cultivation was exquisite, so he actually beat Zhao Zilong backwards again and again, and suddenly the momentum was great, and he broke off in his mouth, and he wanted to kill Zhao Zilong under the sword.

Chong Lingzi is indeed a martial arts powerhouse today, I saw that his swordsmanship was flourishing, and a momentum that was unmatchable was released, the sword qi roared horizontally, and a light cyan sword burst out from around the sword body, and the three-foot Qingfeng seemed to have suddenly increased by more than a foot, and the killing range was wider.

"Puff ......"

Zhao Zilong added two cuts to his body again, and his face suddenly turned pale, and he didn't dare to get too close.

"Dingding!"

Suddenly, I saw Zhao Zilong falling backwards, his feet on the sword body, and he took the opportunity to jump backwards for a distance. People are in the void, Zhao Zilong took out a pair of silver gloves from his pocket as fast as lightning and put them on, and when he landed, instead of retreating, he rushed towards the sword light in the sky.

Chong Lingzi didn't expect Zhao Zilong to not retreat and counterattack, and couldn't help but be shocked, but when he saw that Zhao Zilong was only wearing a pair of silver gloves and rushed towards his sword light, he was immediately ecstatic and shouted: "Boy, take your life!" ”

The sword qi is vertical and horizontal, and the sword carried by a master like Chong Lingzi is naturally a treasure, extremely sharp, plus this person's cultivation is profound, and he has cultivated a sword, and the nature of the power of swordsmanship is shocking.

However, Zhao Zilong slammed into Chong Lingzi's thousands of sword lights like this, and in the next moment, the sword shadow in the sky suddenly disappeared.

There were many masters around who paid close attention to this master duel, and they all showed horror when they saw this scene.

"Good fellow, Lian...... Even the Wudang Liuyun Sword Technique was broken by him! ”

"Damn boy!"

Quite a few people exclaimed.

I saw that in the middle of the field, Zhao Zilong pinched the blade of the sword in Chong Lingzi's hand with both hands, and the tip of the sword had pierced into Zhao Zilong's left shoulder by three inches, and blood flowed down the sword body.

However, Zhao Zilong's face was full of resoluteness, without any pain, and two cold rays of light shot out of his eyes: "But that's it!" ”

As he spoke, he saw that Zhao Zilong's body not only did not retreat, but suddenly rushed forward, ramming around Chong Lingzi's body, and at the same time, he grabbed the blade of Chong Lingzi's sword in his hand, and ruthlessly broke the flesh on his shoulder.

The long sword broke away from Zhao Zilong's body in the rapid movement, and as Zhao Zilong burst out at a terrifying speed and bypassed Chong Lingzi's side, the sharp sword blade reversed and swept towards Chong Lingzi's throat.

Although this Chong Lingzi's swordsmanship is exquisite, where have I seen a fierce man like Zhao Zilong who is not afraid of death, let alone Zhao Zilong's desperate fighting style.

I saw that this person's body was retreating backwards, and he wanted to dodge Zhao Zilong's fatal blow of borrowing a sword to counter-kill. It's a pity that this martial arts master loves swords like his life, and he has too little experience in life-and-death fighting, and his hand still holds on to the sword.

A cold light flashed in Zhao Zilong's eyes, and the corners of his mouth outlined a cruel sneer.

Although the speed of Chong Lingzi's retreat was very fast, how could he compare with Zhao Zilong's instantaneous power, not to mention that Zhao Zilong now, in terms of cultivation as the realm, who would dare to say how much higher than him was in the Huaxia martial arts below the small world?

"Poof!"

Chong Lingzi held the sword in his hand, stubbornly refused to give up, Zhao Zilong was wearing silver gloves in his hand, grabbed the sword body and swept towards Chong Lingzi's neck, under the wrestling of the strength of the two sides, Chong Lingzi was slightly inferior, plus Zhao Zilong's body that rushed forward suddenly carried a huge explosive power and terrifying speed.

Hearing a crisp sound, blood gushed out like a spring, shooting Zhao Zilong in the face.

"Dao Chief!"

The faces of countless masters around him changed drastically, and they all let out a cry of grief, even the monk Shi Zhen looked at the field in horror, never expected that Zhao Zilong would be so strong in such a field, and directly rushed into the Liuyun sword technique to break Chong Lingzi's sword technique, and even counterattacked with the momentum of thunder, cutting Chong Lingzi's throat with Chong Lingzi's sword.

The audience was shocked, and a huge fear and chill suddenly hit the hearts of countless masters on the field.

Most of these martial arts people in Shaolin today are good at the rivers and lakes, but after all, they are limited to age and lack of exercises, and the highest level of skill is also the nine-grade realm, such as Chong Lingzi, Shi Dao and Feng Buyu There are only a handful of masters.

When they saw Zhao Zilong hit Shi Dao hard and kill Chong Lingzi, these people's hearts were hit like never before, and their previous momentum and arrogance were suddenly ruthlessly destroyed by Zhao Zilong.

"Boom!"

At that moment, there was a loud explosion in the field, and Melson, who was seventh on the god list, threw a grenade in a crowded area. The flames rose into the sky, and the three people were directly blown to pieces, and four or five figures quickly dodged, and they were injured by shrapnel and the blast wave of the explosion, screaming again and again.

"Da Da Da ......"

The gunshots were getting closer and closer, and the heavily armed Qian Ankui was the first to kill on the top of the mountain, and after seeing the situation in the field, the middle-aged man whose complexion had turned dark shot a bloodthirsty light in his eyes, and shouted: "Get out of the way!" ”

Under the full strength of the God Butcher, Feng Buyu, a powerhouse of the Innate Realm, was completely suppressed after suffering three gunshot wounds, and at this moment, the God Butcher heard the roar behind him, and immediately gave up the crazy attack to Feng Buyu, and quickly retreated.

"Da Da Da ......"

The spear in Qian Ankui's hand spewed out a long fire dragon, and frantically shot towards Feng Buyu and the martial arts people around him.

(The third watch, there is another watch at night, ask for the top!) ）