This killer came suddenly, died quickly, from the time he attacked Yang Xingzhou to the time he spewed blood from his mouth and died, that is, in the blink of an eye, the window lattice was smashed by this person, this person's long sword was also broken by Yang Xingzhou, and the bones of the whole body were also shattered, I wanted to kill Yang Xingzhou, but he simply died in the hands of Yang Xingzhou.

As soon as this person came, he made such a big move, this inn was unable to stay, Yang Xingzhou sighed, and rode away directly overnight, he originally had the intention to go to Jinan to find the Cinnabar Gang to inquire about it, and see if the assassins were found by them, but after thinking about it, it was not interesting to find them, it was still the main business, the Cinnabar Gang was there, and they couldn't run away for a while.

Therefore, the horse rode forward and went straight to Songshan.

He is in the small world, the most to go to the place is Shaolin Temple, it is simply familiar, although the city in the ancient book world is not the same as the city in the golden book world, but the iconic things will not change much, Shaolin Temple is still on Songshan Mountain, Wudang faction is also on Wudang Mountain, the big framework will not change.

The entire Central Plains region is like a stage, the stories in the golden books and ancient books are staged on the stage, and the stories of other people's families also happen on this stage, but the stage itself will not change, and the stage is still the same stage.

Yang Xingzhou looked up at the foot of Songshan Mountain, and sighed in his heart, not long ago, he was in the world of laughter, and killed many masters of the Songshan faction at the foot of Songshan Mountain, and then broke into Shaolin, forced the Yijin Sutra, the past is vivid, but the world has changed, this is the real thing is not human.

The red flame fire dragon horse climbed the mountain and crossed the river like walking on the flat ground, after coming to the foot of Song Mountain, it was non-stop, crawling happily up along the stone steps, and the people who went up the mountain along the way were all shocked after seeing it.

When he arrived at the gate of Shaolin Temple, Yang Xingzhou jumped off the horse, let the fire horse go aside, and walked towards the door.

The two monks on both sides of the gate had already seen Yang Xingzhou coming on horseback, and they were both shocked, they had never seen a horse that could carry people up the stone steps, especially this horse was so handsome, it was not ordinary at first glance. And the person who rides such a handsome mount is naturally not an ordinary person.

Seeing Yang Xingzhou coming, the two did not dare to slack off, and a monk saluted and said, "Dare to ask the donor what is important when he comes to Shaolin"

Yang Xingzhou said, "I have something to see the abbot of Tianhu, it is related to the safety of Wulin, it is really not trivial, please report it to the two of you." ”

The two monks glanced at each other, and one asked, "Dare to ask the donor, the surname, the big name, the little monk, so that you can report to the abbot." ”

Yang Xingzhou turned to look outside the mountain with his hands in his hands and said, "I'm Yang Xingzhou." ”

The faces of the two monks changed suddenly, and the monk who asked just now shouted, "Yang Xingzhou is the demon Yang Xingzhou who killed countless disciples of the beggar gang in Jinan City."

Yang Xingzhou was stunned, "When did I become the devil?"

A monk turned around and ran towards the temple, shouting as he ran, "The devil Yang Xingzhou has come to my Shaolin, hurry up and meet the enemy"

Another monk stood in front of the gate, pointing at Yang Xingzhou and scolding, "You killed many disciples of the Beggar Gang, and also injured our Wuhua junior brother, so that now Wuhua junior brother is still bedridden in the temple, you devil is so bold, now you dare to come to Shaolin to spread wild."

Yang Xingzhou was stunned, "No flowers are in Shaolin Temple"

The monk in front of him said, "Why can't you kill him the first time, and you still want to do something to him?"

At this time, there was a bell in the Shaolin Temple suddenly rang urgently, a group of warrior monks gathered from the various courtyards to the gate, and after a while, hundreds of monks walked out of the gate, waving the long stick in their hands, jumping vertically and horizontally, and surrounded Yang Xingzhou in it.

"Amitabha"

A white-bearded old monk slowly walked out of the temple, came to Yang Xingzhou, and saluted, "Master Yang, you have made a lot of killing." ”

When Yang Xingzhou surrounded himself with these monks, his mind was in a flash, and he had already figured out what was going on, this should be after Wuhua was injured by himself, he returned directly to Shaolin, and then the wicked person sued first, slandering himself for killing the beggar gang disciples, and then naturally said that he was injured by himself for the beggar gang disciples, true or false, no one doubts it at all.

Especially now the Wuhuan people are called the Seven Wonderful Monks, who are very famous in the rivers and lakes, and were almost designated as the next head of Shaolin by the abbot of Tianhu, whether it is in the rivers and lakes or in the Shaolin Temple, they have great influence.

This person's appearance is dusty and noble, at first glance he is an elegant person, walking, sitting and lying all show his unique elegant sentiments, like this kind of monk who does not like fame and fortune, does not like to kill and fight, what he said, naturally no one will doubt it.

He said that Yang Xingzhou killed the disciples of the Beggar Gang and injured him, so the Shaolin monk would naturally believe it, and defined Yang Xingzhou as the big devil who caused trouble to the rivers and lakes.

"Interesting"

After Yang Xingzhou figured out this, he looked up to the sky and laughed, "The thief shouted to catch the thief, this technique is a good game." Wuhua, I really underestimated you."

When he said this, his heart moved, "It's not good, the beggar disciples in Jinan City are afraid that their lives will not be guaranteed."

When Yang Xingzhou captured Nangong Ling, he didn't kill a few beggar gang disciples, most of them were just injured, and few people died, now this Wuhua said that he had killed a lot of beggar gang disciples, in order not to show flaws, those beggar gang disciples in Jinan City had to die.

"He was hit by an arrow from me at the time, he was already seriously injured, it is impossible to have the energy to kill so many beggar disciples again, well, he can't kill people, he can ask others to kill the killer who shot at me before was also invited by him"

Yang Xingzhou's mind flashed, and he had already thought about Wuhua's thoughts, after this person was seriously injured by himself, he directly found a killer to shoot at the beggar gang disciples, and then returned to Shaolin to recuperate, slandering Yang Xingzhou as the murderer who killed the beggar gang disciples, and he was the hero who blocked Yang Xingzhou's murder, but he was seriously injured and fled back to Shaolin.

This person can actually be seriously injured, because of the situation, turn a desperate situation into a way of life, this hand is extremely beautiful, and after it is spread out at this time, Yang Xingzhou will become a big devil that everyone shouts and beats, even if he tells the truth in the future, others will not believe it.

After he thought about this, his eyes flashed, and he looked at the old monk in front of him, "What is the name of the great monk?"

The old monk on the opposite side clasped his palms together, bowed his head and said, "Amitabha, old monk Tianhai, Yang Shizhu, put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha, you have killed so many beggar disciples, this time I came to Shaolin, it is better not to use the killing machine again." ”

At this point, no amount of explanation is useless, Yang Xingzhou laughed, glanced at the monks surrounding him, and said, "Is this the Shaolin Temple One Hundred and Eight Arhat Formation?"

Tianhai's white eyebrows fluttered, and he proclaimed the Buddha's name, "Lord Yang has good eyesight, my nephew and nephew have no flower to cultivate no less than Lao Gao, but he is still seriously injured by you, which shows that your cultivation is high, far beyond Lao Gao." In order to protect my Shaolin's safety, I can only use this demon array to deal with Yang Shizhu. ”

When he said this, his body and feet did not move, but his body was flat and flew backwards, and he sighed in a low voice, "King Kong subdued the demon, get up"

One hundred and eight Shaolin warrior monks shouted in unison, dancing with sticks in their hands, and struck Yang Xingzhou standing in the middle like a storm, and the shadow of the stick covered the sky in all directions.

These one hundred and eight warrior monks are all masters in the Shaolin Temple, among which there are many high monks of the Tianzi generation, and now the breath is connected, the mind is interconnected, one hundred and eight people are like a person, so together, even the iron man will be beaten into powder by them under a blow.

Shaolin One Hundred and Eight Demon Arhat Array, since the establishment of the Shaolin Temple, a total of three times, each time the enemy is the super devil in the martial arts, every time it will be a success, the devil who was attacked by the Demon Array, even if the ability is great, it is difficult to escape the end of defeat.

Now Yang Xingzhou is the fourth person who is qualified to face this big array, I don't know whether he should feel honored or depressed.

In the face of such a powerful array, Yang Xingzhou's whole person suddenly calmed down.

If he was a long river just now, then now this river is like frozen ice, and the water flow is stagnant and completely quiet.

In this extreme silence, his right palm slowly raised, and as the palm was raised, there was a crackling sound in the air, and a space above his entire head seemed to suddenly shatter, and then a strong force exploded from this shattered space.

The huge power burst out above Yang Xingzhou's head, instantly flowing in all directions, and the baton of the one hundred and eight warrior monks who attacked head-on, the shadow of the stick in the sky suddenly stagnated, all of them were deflected by a strong blow, and then the first stick hit the second stick, and the second stick hit the third, so the force was deflected in turn, and finally the power of the large array was completely deflected, as if hitting in the air, a group of warrior monks were uncomfortable and wanted to vomit blood, and everyone was terrified in their hearts.

The power of their blow was actually broken by the big devil in front of them

Yang Xingzhou's move is the first style of the mountain palm he created, and the sky is tilting to the northwest

This time, the true power of this palm technique was finally brought into play.

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Chapter 347: No Flowers