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"I'm angry!"

After confirming this answer again, the old monk's brows and beard all floated up, and he slapped his palm on the car again.

With a loud bang, the car collapsed again, and two more people were completely sandwiched there, life and death were unknown, and there was no luck.

"You...... No, I've already said the answer! ”

The foreigners in the car didn't expect that they had already said the answer, but the old monk continued to make a move, and suddenly exclaimed.

"You said that, but when did the old man say that he was going to let you go? A group of foreign devils also dare to offend me Shaolin, and there is no forgiveness for killing! ”

Although the old monk couldn't understand what these foreigners said, he could guess what he meant, the corners of his mouth floated a trace of ridicule, and a wisp of cold light shot out of his eyes, and he slapped directly towards the car with a few palms in succession.

Although he was born a few years later and did not witness and participate in the catastrophe, he really felt the desolation and pain and devastation of the land of China after the catastrophe.

It can be said that it is deeply hated!

With the old monk's palm after palm, soon, the specially modified off-road vehicle almost became a pile of broken copper and iron, and the entire body was almost completely flattened. On the side of the car, blood spilled from time to time.

All the people in the car have been shot to death. The old monk still didn't stop, and continued to clapped a few times in a row. Only then did he stop, and there was a look of hatred in his eyes.

"Senior brother, what's going on? What about those bastards? What's going on with these? ”

The figure of Enlightenment finally rushed over, looking at the angry old monk and the tattered off-road vehicle next to him, with a cold look on his face.

"These people are the sinful people who attacked my Shaolin just now and destroyed my century-old foundation, and they have all been killed by me."

The old monk pointed to the foreigners. didn't wait for enlightenment to ask anything, and said coldly, "But they are not the masterminds." ”

"Who is the mastermind?"

Enlightenment's eyebrows raised, "In the light of his eyes, a cold look was revealed. ”。

"Xiao Yi!"

The old monk gritted his teeth and read word by word.

Although those foreigners only said one Mr. Xiao and did not say the specific name, he knew that it must be Xiao Yi.

There are not many enemies in Shaolin. Recently, he had a grudge with Shaolin, and his surname was Xiao, and there was only one.

"What!"

Enlightenment's face changed suddenly. Immediately, his eyes turned red, his hands clenched into fists, and he said sharply. "This bastard, I won't let him go! I'm going to kill him! ”。

This is the culprit. It turned out to be Xiao Yi!

Enlightenment only feels that his own ribcage. It was like it was going to explode.

This kid, not long ago, just killed one of their high-level disciples, and killed three disciples with good talents, one of whom was still a rare genius.

They haven't settled this account with him yet, they have just issued a kill order, and they are discussing how to clean up this kid.

But I didn't expect that they hadn't taken action yet, he was so bold that he went directly to their Shaolin lair, and he was so despicable and so rampant, he directly used a terrible forbidden weapon to attack, directly destroying most of the foundation of their Shaolin back mountain, and the loss of the disciples is unknown!

"Poof!"

The more I thought about it, the more I felt that my heart was agitated, and finally my blood was churning, and I couldn't suppress it any longer, and a mouthful of blood spurted out again.

The old monk's face was also extremely ugly, and between the charitable eyebrows, there was a rare hint of strength.

Xiao Yi's actions this time really angered him.

He was born in that era of suffering, in that era of starvation everywhere, if it weren't for the elders of Shaolin who found him, he would not have survived at all, let alone cultivated this supreme divine skill, and his life would have been completely different from then on.

For decades, he has also lived in Shaolin, living in Shaolin, and rarely leaves, and his feelings for Shaolin are incomprehensible to ordinary people.

For him, Shaolin is his home, his guardian, and his final destination.

But now, Xiao Yi has destroyed his home, and an elder who watched him grow up at the beginning is likely to be hurt.

"Senior brother, where is that kid?"

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Enlightenment finally relieved himself.

"I don't know, when I chased him, he had already run away."

The old monk shook his head.

He didn't ask those foreigners just now, first, he was really angry at that time, and second, because he knew that even if he asked, it was useless, and these foreigners might not know his whereabouts.

He didn't chase it either, because he knew he couldn't.

From Zhiyi's mouth, he knew that this young man was extremely good at speed, even Zhixin, a disciple who had cultivated a secret technique of crossing the river with a reed and was very good at speed, was lost when chasing him, although his speed, although he would not lose to Zhixin, but this time Xiao Yi saw the opportunity quickly and ran first, he didn't know how long he ran first, and he didn't know the direction, there was no way to chase him at all.

"He can't run, even if he runs to the ends of the earth, we will definitely catch up with him!"

Wudao gritted his teeth, his fists creaked, and his eyes were full.

The old monk nodded, looking at the mountains in the distance, his eyes were equally determined.

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Xiao Yi didn't know if those people sent by Brazos could escape, he had already done everything he could, and he had done everything he could.

After leaving the cave, he began to run without hesitation.

But the direction of his running was not the same as the car, not in the direction of the city, but in the opposite direction, in the direction of Shaolin.

This was a bold decision, but Xiao Yi intuitively felt that this decision was correct.

Those Shaolin monks have just experienced an attack, and they will definitely escape far from the fault.

Moreover, they would not have thought that he would be so bold and dare to run to Shaolin.

Facts have proved that his judgment is not wrong, when he returned to the old Shaolin site, there was not even a single figure except for a pile of ruins.

Shaolin Houshan, as the core place, should have a lot of secret skills and the like.

Xiao Yi's gaze, after scanning the pile of ruins, began to turn around, wanting to see if he could pick up something good.

But it's a pity that after sweeping the whole circle, except for the heap of ruins, it is a pile of ruins, and nothing of value has been found at all.

It's probably all buried in the ground.

And he can't really dig up here slowly and leisurely, dig them out, in that case, it would be really looking for death.

Never mind.

Shaking his head with a slight regret, Xiao Yi didn't insist much, he was not a person who was too greedy.

Hmph, such a big gift can't be given in vain, after giving a big gift, you have to give these Shaolin bald donkeys a wake-up call.

At the moment of leaving, Xiao Yi suddenly remembered something, a cunning light flashed in his eyes, and he casually picked up a scorched wood that was still emitting heat from the ruins on the side, and began to rustle on the ground.

"That's it!"

After writing a line, Xiao Yicai was satisfied and dropped the scorched wood, his body was vertical, and he turned around and quickly ran out in the direction of the city.

"What a naughty little baby.".

And just at the moment when Xiao Yi's figure just left, among the ruins, where Xiao Yi had just turned around, a faint figure appeared, a monk wearing a gray cloth robe, with a thin body, kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and couldn't see the age, appeared there, looked at Xiao Yi's back, shook his head gently, and followed with light steps, unhurriedly, as if walking leisurely.

With just one step, the figure quickly faded and disappeared from view, beside the ruins.

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Wudao and the old monk both slapped their hands, directly threw the off-road vehicle that had completely lost its shape into a mountain, and rushed back to the cave just now to take a look.

However, the two of them did not go directly back to the place where they were attacked just now, but first rushed to the direction where those Shaolin disciples had evacuated.

They are not at ease, the situation of those Shaolin disciples, they want to know their safety.

"Senior brother, master, are you back?"

As soon as the figures of the two approached, an old monk about the same age as them greeted them.

"Senior Brother Wuxin, what's the situation on your side, nothing happened to the disciples, right?"

Wudao looked at the person with a concerned face.

This monk is the second senior brother of Shaolin, Wuxin.

After he and Senior Brother Wuren went to track down those people, he was responsible for the safety of the disciples here.

"Not good."

Wuxin shook his head, a look of guilt and pain appeared on his face, "That ghost thing just now, there is another one, although we have tried our best, but there are still a few core disciples who have been seriously injured, even the fifth child has been injured, and several fourth-generation disciples have died." ”

"This bastard!"

Listening to the report from Wuxin's side, Wudao's hands clenched his fists again, and his eyes became red.

The fifth brother is naturally the fifth junior brother Wulian, who grew up with him and has the best relationship.

And those four generations of disciples, that is the future of Shaolin!

This news, like a sharp knife, pierced him directly into the heart. (To be continued......)