In the front yard of the palace, the Shaolin monks have come.

When Sha Tongtian saw this, they couldn't help but feel bitter with their old faces, "Even Shaolin, which has been closed for decades, is here, and the relics of the world-honored ones are really moving." ”

The sarcasm was on his face, and he was full of indifference.

Today's catastrophe, I'm afraid it's hard to hide, but he still shouted: "You Shaolin Temple also want to come to this troubled water?" ”

Shaolin, the monk Duzhen looked at Sha Tongtian lightly, and said: "Amitabha, the donor has said it, you have helped to abuse and oppress the rivers and lakes, and you have harmed countless people of the Han family. ”

"Hugh is talking nonsense!"

Before Sha Tongtian could speak, Yang Kang, who was hurrying over, said coldly: "There are no relics in the palace that you want, everyone please go back, otherwise when my Dajin army is overwhelmed, there will be only one way to die!" ”

The thousands of soldiers and horses guarding the city gate have been mobilized, and they are quickly deployed to block this group of Jianghu people.

"Lord Yang's words are wrong, the relics of the World Venerable are the treasures of my Buddhism, and they should belong to my Buddhism." Du Zhen shook his head, those golden soldiers didn't scare him.

How can you go without giving up profits?

Yang Kang sneered angrily: "The relics are precious and can be passed through the innate nature, you are just people who have been blinded by treasures, saying that the six roots are pure to worship the Buddha, and the pure heart and few desires can become a Bodhisattva, it turns out that it is just a deceptive word."

If you can't even curb your own greed, how can you talk about universalizing all sentient beings and saving all people from fire and water? ”

The Shaolin monk preached to save the suffering, Yang Kang suddenly felt that it was all bullshit, these people would not care about all living beings in the world, they would only pay attention to their own interests and the dispute between Taoism, otherwise how could they be closed for decades.

Monk Duzhen shook his head and explained: "Amitabha, what the donor said is true, the poor monks and others are disciples of Buddhism, and the relics are left by the world-honored one, so it should be kept by the world-honored one.

This is Buddhahood, not greed. ”

As a genius disciple of the Dharma Academy, cultivating the Dharma Heart Sutra and refining the Dao Heart since childhood, how could he be moved by Yang Kang's words.

"What a sophistic monk!"

Yang Kang was angry and said sharply: "Xiao Wang originally wanted to be a little prince quietly, but you bastards didn't let me have a good time again and again, so don't blame me for being ruthless."

Come, set up an army formation, and suppress it with heavy crossbows! ”

You Shaolin is messing around, then you will kill it with thousands of troops and horses, see how you block it!

"Yes!"

Countless golden soldiers came in and surrounded this group of Shaolin monks, fifty stick monks plus the monks of the Duzhen Dharma Academy, facing the siege of thousands of gold soldiers, and there were eight people who drove a heavy crossbow cart, even if the martial arts were strong, they couldn't stop a shot.

Sure enough, seeing that the heavy crossbow and strong arrows have been aimed at them, no matter how high your martial arts are, you are afraid of kitchen knives, and the Dharma Heart Sutra is not invincible, Shaolin has seventy-two stunts but it is not as strong as the heavy crossbow with the army's fine iron spear as the arrow, this is a heavy crossbow strong bow that can shoot straight for thousands of kilometers and can penetrate the Dun armor.

Monk Duzhen's face sank, and he couldn't help but say coldly: "Yang Kang, you are originally from my Han family, and you are the descendant of the famous anti-gold general Yang Jiajiang, why do you want to recognize the thief as your father, and what kind of face do you have to meet your ancestors and ancestors in such a behavior?" ”

He was very puzzled, what was so good about the golden prince that Yang Kang would rather bear the eternal infamy of recognizing a thief as his father and stay, and the two had no blood relationship.

"Don't be pretty, I don't see you Shaolin when my family is broken, and I don't see you Shaolin when the people of the world are in the world, and you don't see Shaolin appearing, only after the news of the bullshit relics spreads, you monks who don't do anything to produce are here, and the precepts have been committed, even if you think you are pure-hearted, it is difficult to achieve positive results!" Yang Kang said coldly.

Because he used to cherish the weak and worship Buddha and Bodhisattva, he knew a lot about the theory of Buddhism, and 1,500 golden soldiers besieged 51 Shaolin disciples, plus Sha Tongtian and their help, there was no reason not to stop this group of Shaolin monks.

Hearing Yang Kang's ridicule, Du Zhen's face was hot, and he only felt that his old face was extremely ugly, and he couldn't help but say angrily: "How are you doing?" ”

I have to force him to kill!

Yang Kang said ruthlessly: "Kill this king, the heavy crossbow will start shooting, the short bow will make up for the leak, Sha Tongtian and Hou Haitong will guard against this group of bald donkeys and dogs jumping off the wall!" ”

The only thing that responded to Monk Duzhen was Yang Kang's trembling cold voice, if these fifty-one Shaolin disciples could be left behind, Zhao Wangfu would definitely become famous, and his prestige Yang Kang would definitely make the people of the Quanzhen Sect feel terrified.

His cold eyes flickered with cold light, and he muttered, "Shaolin, you deceived me too much first, and this king is just a tooth for a tooth!" ”

The trembling voice glowed with cold light, and the killing intent was absolutely clear.

The monk Duzhen, who was besieged in the center of the courtyard, turned pale, and said coldly: "Yang Kang, are you sure you want to be the enemy of my Shaolin, you should know the heritage of my Shaolin, otherwise it will not be possible to inherit it for thousands of years!" ”

He had the confidence to escape, but the fifty Shaolin stick monks around him were afraid that they would not be so lucky, compared to Du Zhen, a genius disciple of the Dharma Academy, these fifty stick monks could only be regarded as ordinary, and it was difficult to resist the cart of heavy crossbows, let alone dodge those ordinary bows and arrows that were checked and filled.

"Kill!"

There is only one word to answer the monk Duzhen, and the golden soldier who controls the heavy crossbow immediately aimed the heavy crossbow at the monk Duzhen and his party, even if Duzhen is a genius disciple of the Shaolin Dharma Academy, he has practiced the Dharma Heart Sutra since he was a child, and he has practiced the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin, which can be said to be a martial arts textbook in itself.

Seeing that the spear of the battle array as thick as a baby's arm was specialized as a strong crossbow bow and arrow, and it was fired in the form of a chariot with eight strongly-armed golden soldiers, even he didn't dare to resist, as for whether he could dodge, looking at the heavy crossbow aimed at him in all directions, Monk Duzhen couldn't help but have a dark face.

"This bastard Yang Kang, does he really want to destroy my Shaolin Temple?" Seeing the decisive Yang Kang little prince, Monk Duzhen suddenly felt that even if he had seventy-two stunts, it seemed that he was not enough.

"Kill these golden soldiers!"

Du Zhen shouted, and then used his Shaolin body technique to prepare to dodge the heavy crossbow, he couldn't do nothing, "What a powerful blockade, if you change someone, you can't be killed into meat sauce?" ”

Thinking like this in his heart, he suddenly saw that the stick monk next to him couldn't avoid the heavy crossbow as thick as a baby's arm, and was directly dressed into a sugar gourd.

"Shaolin, let's all die."

Yang Kang muttered and sneered: "The Quanzhen Sect is not a good thing, and your Shaolin Temple is not a good thing!" ”

"Crossing the river with a reed!"

"Flower fingers!"

The monk Duzhen has to practice the Dharma Heart Sutra, and practice the seventy-two stunts, this time he must not lose the face of Shaolin, and the seventy-two stunts must be displayed, "This group of golden dogs is tired of life, dare to kill my Shaolin monks, and now hell!" ”

Seeing the fifty gray monk robes beside him unwillingly fall under the rain of arrows, Monk Duzhen was already angry, and after dodging a wave of arrow rain, he went to Yang Kang not far away, Sha Tongtian and Hou Haitong hurriedly stepped forward to fight!

Bang!

The face of the monk Duzhen, who returned in vain, was several layers darker, but at this time, Jiang Que looked at a big python and was stunned - to take it or not?