My Buddha is merciful and crosses the red dust, and wears a robe to cover the world.

The Buddha said that all beings are equal.

But at this moment, the robe fell to the ground and was stained with dust.

The Buddha was furious.

It's the devil.

"Amitabha." Huikong folded his hands and sighed softly.

The sound of Buddha echoed in the sky, and a swastika appeared faintly, and then crushed down, as if to sweep away the evil demons in the world and restore a quiet world.

"Secret sound?"

Xiang Yan looked up at the swastika falling from the sky, and his eyes showed a thick disdain, "The martial arts exercises of Shaolin Temple were originally left outside by my ancient Shaolin, what can you do with this little means in front of me?" ”

Xiang Yan chuckled, raised his hand and slammed it, and his fist went straight like a long dragon.

Rumble.

With a loud bang, the swastika in the sky shattered, and the Buddha sound that echoed in his ears instantly dissipated, and Master Huikong's face changed, and he took three steps back before stopping.

"Abbot, are you alright?" Fa Qing was shocked and hurriedly stepped forward.

The Shaolin warrior monks were even more trembling, and they couldn't imagine that these four strangely dressed monks had such a strong strength that even the abbot was suppressed.

"How? Think about it clearly, whether to return to my ancient Shaolin or not. Xiang Yan said.

"There is a difference between Buddha and Demon." Huikong clasped his palms, and four words showed his attitude.

"Old bald donkey, are you looking for death?" Xiang Yan was furious.

"The Buddha said, I'm not as good as hell, who will go to hell?" Master Huikong's face was firm.

Shaolin Temple has been inherited for thousands of years, and on weekdays it is just to receive incense and have no quarrel with the world, if Gu Shaolin is allowed to take over, I am afraid that it will be completely deteriorated, as the abbot, how could he let such a thing happen?

"Well, since you are going to hell, then I will fulfill you." Xiang Yan said, the momentum on his body completely exploded, and a Buddhist aura exploded, extremely violent.

The same for the Buddha.

Master Huikong seemed much gentler, like a bodhisattva crossing the world, while Xiang Yan was extremely violent, as if he wanted to suppress the sentient beings to look up.

At the same time, Xiang Lu, Cui Yi, and Cui Qianhan also soared and climbed one after another.

"Your Buddha can't save you, then let all beings believe in my ancient Shaolin Buddha." Xiang Lu said, and stepped out directly, crashing into Huikong like an Arhat.

"Amitabha." Master Huikong greeted him, and behind him, the disciples of the Dharma Hall lined up, the temple bell rang, and the eighteen people walked out of the wooden alley.

"Array, exorcism." Fa Qing let out a loud shout, and the disciples of the Dharma Hall behind him rushed directly towards Xiang Lu and the others.

Each of the eighteen bronze figures was like a bronze cast, and rushed towards Cui Qianhan at this moment.

Mao Shengyu looked at the battle that suddenly broke out, and his whole heart was pinched together, Shaolin is the façade of Huaxia martial arts, if Shaolin is taken over by the hidden gate, then what a heavy blow it will be.

Behind him, the members of the Martial Arts Association looked even more solemn.

"You can't be defeated." Mao Shengyu's expression was tense.

At this time, I saw that Fa Qing, the elder of the Dharma Hall, was directly knocked to the ground by Xiang Lu's punch, and the martial arts formation formed by the disciples of the Dharma Hall was even more shattered by the bull-like Xiang Luchong.

"This is your elders and martial formations?" Xiang Lu disdainful, "It's too weak, it's vulnerable." ”

"Don't talk nonsense, there are eighteen iron brothers, go together." Cui Yi said, and the two of them killed the eighteen bronze people again.

The eighteen bronze men of Shaolin are best at hard-based kung fu and combined attacks.

Even in the face of the grandmaster, it can be easily taken down.

But in the face of Cui Qianhan, he looked very embarrassed, and the combined attack technique seemed to be completely useless.

"Your totaling technique, body and body movement, are all from ancient Shaolin, if that's all you can do? Then it can be over. ”

Cui Qianhan said, his figure suddenly accelerated, and with the addition of Cui Yi and Xiang Lu, the situation showed a one-sided situation.

The eighteen bronze men were divided by three people, and Cui Qianhan directly turned into a humanoid tank and crashed into the six bronze men in front of him.

Dangdangdang......

As if metal collided, the six bronze figures flew out directly upside down, and Cui Qianhan didn't spare the slightest hand, and stepped on it directly.

Click. atmosphere

The body of the eighteen bronze men, which was like copper cast iron, made a crisp cracking sound in an instant, and all of them were completely lifeless.

Mao Shengyu's face turned pale instantly.

He never thought that the elder of the Dharma Hall was dead, and now the eighteen bronze people are also dead.

For a while, all the members of the Huaxia Martial Arts Association looked at Master Huikong.

If Huikong is dead, then Shaolin Temple, I'm afraid it will really become a vassal of the hidden door.

"So many people have died, haven't you thought about it yet?" Xiang Yan said.

"The Buddha cut meat and fed it to the eagles, and they defended the Tao with their bodies and died as they deserved." Huikong said lightly, some things knew that he would die, but he still had to move forward.

"That's what you want." Xiang Yan said, took a step out, and his fist turned into a long dragon and shot straight into the sky.

Dragon Fist.

A more profound punch than Luohan boxing.

Master Huikong looked at this powerful punch, his eyes flashed solemnly, but he still stepped out one step: "Fight!" ”

With a loud shout, Huikong clasped his hands together, and then pushed out horizontally, Ten Thousand Buddhas Dynasty.

"Let's go together." Cui Qianhan also shot in an instant, he was the same as the eighteen bronze men, he was a hard disciple kung fu, he practiced horizontally, and his body ejected directly.

Bang.

The earth shook, and the palm that Huikong pushed out instantly shattered, and a long dragon struck straight down, shaking him out.

Burst.

Master Huikong spit out a mouthful of old blood, and his body instantly stiffened.

Master Huikong, the abbot of Lin Temple, was defeated.

"Submit or die." Xiang Yan shouted.

Master Huikong glanced at Xiang Yan and didn't speak, but his eyelids lowered at this moment.

A generation of master Huikong died.

He didn't die in Xiang Yan's hands.

Instead, he chose to die in his own hands after knowing that he was defeated.

"Abbot."

"Uncle Shi!"

At this moment, in the entire Shaolin Temple, the bell rang for a long time, the monks cried bitterly, and those warrior monks killed Xiang Yan one after another.

"Stubborn." Xiang Yan frowned, and swept everything with a furious shot.

At the same time, a lot of small images appear on the screen.

The top of Mount Emei.

Two beautiful women appeared, without any words, and directly swept the Emei Sword Sect, Zhao Yingqi, the head of the Emei Sword Sect, fought to death, and the Emei Sect bowed its head and returned to the Yin Gate.

Tibet.

The ancient palace temple was majestic and magnificent, and at this time, a palace wall collapsed, and the red lama who guarded the border pass of Tibet spat blood and fled.

Such a scene happened one after another on the land of China.

The heads of the various factions either died in battle, or surrendered, and the hidden gate swept away, and it seemed that they were really in charge of Huaxia martial arts.

Mao Shengyu looked at this scene, and his body trembled violently.

He didn't expect that the situation in the Hidden Gate was so familiar with the outside world, and it seemed that his ambition to take over the Huaxia Martial Arts World was no longer a day or two.

Ao Tianzhong said: "How is it?" Have you thought it through? Hand over Lin Fan and return to the hidden door!

”

"Dreaming." Mao Shengyu gritted his teeth, "Do you think this world is still the same as before?" ”

"What do you mean?" Ao Tianzhong said.

Mao Shengyu ignored him, but said coldly: "Beat the drum." ”

(End of chapter)