The faces of the monks and soldiers on the side suddenly changed greatly, but there was no fear on their faces, Shaolin had stood for many years, they had their own arrogance, plus they were all disciples of Buddhism, and their beliefs were firm, even if Wei Wuya's strength surprised the monks, but no one would flee from the battle.

Lying on the ground with blood stains hanging from the corners of his mouth, he was helped up by two monks, his face was pale, his whole body was weak, and his eyes were full of solemnity when he looked at Wei Wuya.

Compared with the encirclement and suppression of the Earth Sect back then, Yi Yi has also cultivated to a great advance in the past two years, and he is already a peak master of transforming strength, and he has cultivated Buddhism, even if he is an ordinary master of transforming strength, he is definitely not his opponent, but Wei Wuya understated it, and his cultivation was abolished with just one move, and he didn't even see how Wei Wuya made a move.

At the same time as being helped up by the monks, a group of monks in Shaolin walked out, the first one was more than sixty years old, wearing a big red robe, and when he saw the comer, the monks hurriedly folded their hands and saluted: "I have seen the abbot!" ”

The person who came was the Shaolin abbot Yixin Master, Yixin and Yixin are the same generation, but the age gap between the two is very large, and seeing Yixin injured, Yixin's face has become very dignified.

Yixin's strength is naturally clear, although Yixin is older and is the abbot of Shaolin, but his own strength is not much stronger than Yiyi, Yiyi is still defeated so wolf, Yixin asks himself that he is definitely not the opponent of the monk in front of him.

"Amitabha!" With his hands folded, he said a Buddha name, and looked at Wei Wuya with compassion on his face: "What is the master's intention in coming to Shaolin?" ”

"What do you want?" Wei Wuya snorted coldly and said, "You are the abbot of Shaolin today, are you from the 'Xuan' generation or the 'one' generation?" ”

"The poor monk is the abbot of Shaolin, and his name is single-minded. Dare to ask what the master is called? "Put your hands together. I asked politely.

I have to say. The monks are not good at this, obviously the other party has already hit the door, and they are fighting, they have to be polite, and they can't be angry, if this is other sects, they would have already rushed to the door at this time, even if they didn't rush up. It will definitely not be so polite.

"You're not qualified to ask me by name." Wei Wuya said coldly: "Hurry up and call Kong Zhi to come out to see me, my patience is limited, if I have to delay it again, I will blame the Buddha for killing him." ”

Of course, Buddhism is not without temper, and a monk in his fifties on the edge of Yixin shouted angrily: "Abbot, don't be polite to him, this evil monk rashly broke into Shaolin and injured my Shaolin disciple, take him down first."

Talking. The monk didn't wait to speak, and shouted: "The monks of the Dharma Monastery listen to the order. Position! ”

Buddhism not only has compassion, but also has the means of subduing demons, all the monks burst into tears when they heard the words, dozens of warrior monks instantly surrounded Wei Wuya, dozens of warrior monks are at least dark cultivation, and the first few people are even more internal cultivation, such a battle, looking at the rivers and lakes, only Shaolin can handle it.

Yixin clasped his hands together, and did not stop it, the warrior monks of the Shaolin Dharma Academy have always been the strongest in Shaolin, dozens of warrior monks are in formation, even if they are single-minded, they are not sure that they will win, although Wei Wuya in front of him is powerful, but Yixin is also looking to see what he is so powerful.

"Hey, it seems that you really think that the Buddha will not dare to kill." Wei Wuya sneered, and the Buddha beads in his hand rattled, ignoring the group of warrior monks who surrounded him.

"Demon Suppression!"

The warrior monk who had just ordered shouted loudly, and dozens of warrior monks burst into tears again, all of them shot out, but Wei Wuya was standing on the ground, sneering again and again, seeing that a warrior monk was about to hit Wei Wuya, the Buddha beads in Wei Wuya's hand suddenly collapsed, and the Buddha beads splashed in all directions for a while.

"Bump! Touch! Touch! ”

The four splashes instead of the Buddha beads directly hit the attacking warrior monks, and a group of warrior monks were directly knocked out, this time Wei Wuya did not spare his hand, and every Buddha bead went out There was a warrior monk killed, and for a time the quiet place of Buddhism became Shura Hell.

"Demon Monk!"

The warrior monk who gave the order saw that many warrior monks were dead, his eyes were wide open for a while, he was so angry that his liver and gall were split, and he burst into a shout, and rushed towards Wei Wuya, the cold fist wind was mixed with strong strength, and the other party turned out to be a peak master of chemical strength.

"I can't help myself!"

Wei Wuya smiled coldly, slapped out his palm casually, and collided with the warrior monk's fist, only to hear the sound of a broken bone sounding, and the warrior monk's body flew out like a kite with a broken string, and fell the ground a few meters away.

"Amitabha!" Looking at the Shaolin monks lying on the ground, he said a Buddha name, his heart was like a drop of blood, the strength of the people who came was simply unfathomable, and they Shaolin and the others had almost no power to resist.

"Kongzhi bald donkey, if you don't show up again, I will let Shaolin burn it today." Wei Wuya opened a killing ring, his mouth burst into tears, and with a random palm, a warrior monk was killed, blood was like an injection, and some people even had their heads shattered, but the Shaolin warrior monks seemed to be not afraid of death, like moths to a fire, rushing towards Wei Wuya one after another.

"Amitabha!" Seeing that most of the warrior monks were killed and injured, suddenly Shaolin stretched out a Buddha horn sounded, and an old monk in a gray monk's robe walked from the temple, the other party's steps did not look fast, but only a few steps, but it had already arrived in front of everyone.

"Uncle Shi!" A group of Shaolin monks hurriedly saluted the monk, and saluted respectfully with their hands together.

"Empty Wisdom Bald Donkey, you have finally appeared!" Seeing Kong Zhi coming, Wei Wuya smiled coldly: "I don't know if you still recognize the poor monk?" ”

"I haven't seen it for many years, but I didn't expect that Uncle Shi has advanced and transformed his strength, and the Dharma is more profound, Amitabha!" Kong Zhi glanced at Wei Wuya, folded his hands, and said lightly.

"Uncle Shi!"

The Shaolin monks were all surprised, and looked at Wei Wuya in front of them with some surprise, the monk in tattered clothes in front of them was actually called Uncle Shi by Kong Zhi.

You must know that Kongzhi is the monk with the highest rank in Shaolin, and there is also a "Xuan" character under the word "empty", and today's Shaolin abbot is still the "one" character under the word "Xuan", the monk in front of him is called Uncle by Kongzhi, how can everyone in Shaolin not be surprised.

"Hmph, the Buddha has already betrayed Shaolin back then, and you don't need to call me uncle!" Wei Wuya snorted coldly and said: "Now that the Buddha has cultivated to make great progress, he came to Shaolin to avenge the revenge of the year, the empty wisdom bald donkey, do you remember when you gave the Buddha a palm, but unfortunately the Buddha has a big life, not only did he not die, but he also advanced to refine the gods one step ahead of you and returned to the void." ”

"You are the evil Buddha Wei Wuyan!" Someone in Shaolin finally remembered Wei Wuya's identity based on the conversation between Wei Wuya and Kong Zhi, and shouted tremblingly.

Back then, Wei Wuya can be said to be a legend of the Shaolin generation, but later Wei Wuya betrayed Shaolin, Shaolin was ashamed, and few people mentioned Wei Wuya, but after all, it was only a few decades after all, and there were still monks in Shaolin who knew about it.

"Evil Buddha!" Wei Wuya laughed and said: "The Buddha likes this title very much, back then, you bald donkeys failed to kill the Buddha, but did you ever think that there is today, hahahaha!" ”

"Uncle Shi, there is a definite conclusion about what happened back then, and you are also a Shaolin disciple, why do you insist on going your own way, and you are wrong again and again." Kong Zhi clasped his hands together and said lightly: "The sea of bitterness is endless, and turning back is the shore." ”

"It's not your turn to teach the Buddha yet!" Wei Wuya said disdainfully: "The sea of shit is boundless, turning back is the shore, no matter when, the fist is the last word, back then Qin Dao Qin Yifeng destroyed the Buddha Manmen, isn't it because of his hard fists, Buddha I have achieved cultivation, why can't I destroy him all over the door, that is, you bald donkeys fake compassion, now the Buddha has advanced to refine the gods and return to the realm of emptiness, who can stop me in the world, Buddha I am the real Buddha, I said that there is the shore, there is the shore." ”

Wei Wuya's words are extremely domineering, but he does have the qualifications to be domineering, in the world, Wei Wuya's cultivation has indeed reached the peak, unless the master of the secret realm makes a move, otherwise almost no one is Wei Wuya's opponent.

"Amitabha, uncle, you have fallen too deep into the demon." Kong Zhi persuaded again: "And refining the gods and returning to the void is not the end of the Dharma, could it be that Uncle Shi really thinks that he can be unscrupulous in his current realm?" ”

"You can just try it." Wei Wuya said coldly: "Today I will destroy the Shaolin Manmen in front of you, so that you hypocritical bald asses know what the Dharma is and what is the Buddha?" ”

With that, Wei Wuya's body flickered, like a ghost, and slapped his palm on the head of a nearby warrior monk, who instantly cracked his brain, and the blood stained Wei Wuya's monk's robe.

"Amitabha!"

Seeing Wei Wuya's killing, Kong Zhi whispered a Buddha name, took a step, and hurriedly responded to Wei Wuya, Wei Wuya is now in the realm of refining gods and returning to the void, Kong Zhi also knows that he is not Wei Wuya's opponent, but watching Wei Wuya kill and slaughter all the monks, Kong Zhi can't sit idly by.

"Bump!"

Seeing Kong Zhi stopping, Wei Wuya didn't dodge or dodge, and slapped Kong Zhi with a fluttering palm, Kong Zhi was forced to resist, the two palms touched, and the strength was overflowing, and the people on the side were also overturned by the wave of qi from the two of them.

After a palm, Kong Zhi's body couldn't help but take five or six steps back, and only then did he barely stand firm, but Wei Wuya's figure stood still, his face was as usual, and the palm that Kong Zhi had just touched with Wei Wuya was already numb, and half of his body couldn't move.

Although there is only a half-step difference between the half-step refining god returning to the void and the refining god returning to the void, there is a world of difference in strength, not to mention that the same is refining the god and returning to the void, the strength is also very different, just now the blow was still Wei Wuya's hand, and he was unwilling to kill Kong Zhi so lightly, otherwise where would he have his life.

In the eyes of the Shaolin monks, Kongzhi is undoubtedly the Dinghai Divine Needle, and Shaolin deserves to be the first master, but at the moment, the Dinghai Divine Needle in their eyes is no match for the evil monk in front of them. (To be continued......)