After hearing what this White Lotus Sect disciple said, Huang Shaohong immediately smiled and said:

"I said how can you White Lotus Sect have the courage to come to me again for trouble, it turns out that someone is backing you, let's go, today I will see which three masters of the Yihe Sect dare to support the White Lotus Sect, your White Lotus Sect General Altar I Huang Feihong has dismantled!"

Huang Shaohong walked in first, Yan Zhendong threw the white lotus disciple to the ground, fainted when he landed, and then strode into Chaotianguan.

Chaotianguan is already overcrowded, densely packed with white lotus disciples dressed in white, at this time are kneeling devoutly, in the center of the hall is a huge rock carved into a lifeless old mother lotus seated statue.

In front of the god table at the foot of the statue of the lifeless old mother, there were three shirtless men, led by a big bald head, with a nine-point ring scar on it, and he was a great monk.

The other two men were wrapped around their necks and stood on the left and right sides of the monk, all three of whom were strong and muscular, and each of them was holding a large handful of lit incense sticks in their hands, their eyes closed, and they were muttering words in their mouths, not knowing what they were muttering.

Jiugong Zhenren had already put on a splint on his legs at this time, and was served by two White Lotus disciples to sit on a Taishi chair on the left side of the divine case, holding a yellow silk full of words in his hand, only listening to him preach aloud:

"The lifeless old mother preaches and teaches the disciples of the Nine Palaces, and now manages to have an altar, and the old mother pardons the three guardian heavenly masters, from now on, the words of the heavenly master are my words, and other disciples should carefully follow the teachings of the heavenly master, show the power of my divine power, carry forward the divine power of my teaching, and give the law to the old mother without children!"

As he spoke, he pointed his hand at the three shirtless men, as if passing on the mana, and the three men who were chanting words suddenly opened their eyes and shouted:

"There is no old mother, vacuum hometown, the old mother gives divine power to protect the body, invulnerable, water and fire are invulnerable, no biological mother, urgent as a law!"

The three of them turned the three handfuls of incense that had been burned red in their hands upside down, poked them directly on their chests with the fiery red incense sticks, and then kept sliding on the skin, from the chest to the back, from the back to the arms, only to see the incense ash falling, but there was no burn on the skin.

This scene comparable to a miracle made those White Lotus Sect members begin to become fanatical, and they worshiped and chanted together: "The White Lotus descends to earth, and all the people turn over...... The white lotus descends to earth, and all the people turn over......"

The White Lotus Sect members in the main hall knelt down, just revealing Huang Shaohong and Yan Zhendong, who were watching the excitement behind the crowd, and were seen by the real people of the Nine Palaces at a glance, and exclaimed: "Huang Feihong! ”

As soon as he shouted, the three men in front of the case also looked this way, and the big monk in the middle opened his eyes and shouted: "Foshan Huang Feihong? ”

This monk's skill is higher than that of the original Nine Palaces, and the sound is like thunder, so that those White Lotus Sect members who are fanatically chanting slogans can also hear it clearly.

These White Lotus Sect members were all taken aback, these days the three words 'Huang Feihong' have become their nightmare, even the sect leader has made the family crippled, and it is not easy to protect the body, in their hearts, the other party is the big devil who is against the Divine Sect.

When they turned around and saw Huang Feihong standing behind them, these people immediately exclaimed again and again, and they all got up and dodged to the sides.

The White Lotus Sect members flashed away, and the great monk faced Huang Shaohong, clenched his fists and asked loudly, "Master Huang, how is my divine skill to protect my body?" ”

Huang Shaohong pursed his lips: "It's just a trick to pretend to be a ghost!" ”

The great monk snorted coldly and commanded left and right: "The knife is coming!" ”

When the crowd was neutral, four White Lotus disciples holding steel knives burst out, slashing and stabbing at the great monk.

This kind of trick was also performed by the real people of Jiugong at the beginning, and even Yan Zhendong had practiced it, but unlike their sound of slashing and defeating leather like a knife, the four steel knives slashed on the monk's body, and it actually made a 'clanging' sound like a clash of gold and iron.

Yan Zhendong's eyes froze at this time, and he said with some surprise: "The golden bell jar of the Dacheng realm!" ”

Waiting for the four sword-wielding disciples to retreat, the monk smiled proudly, "How about this?" ”

Huang Shaohong still pouted, with a look of contempt on his face: "It's not good!" ”

The monk's face turned cold, and he clenched his fists and said: "This Shaolin rampage, ask Master Huang for advice!" ”

Jiugong Zhenren shouted on the side: "Senior brother, avenge me!" ”

The rampant monk, with a 'boom' under his feet, the stone slabs under his body were smashed by him, and he waved his fist with this power, and rushed straight towards Huang Shaohong.

Huang Shaohong said to Yan Zhendong Nunu beside him: "Old Yan, this is your dish!" ”

Yan Zhendong nodded and said in a standard Shandong Mandarin: "I am Yan Zhendong in Shandong iron cloth shirt, come to teach you the Shaolin Golden Bell Jar!" ”

After he finished speaking, he took a sharp breath, the muscles and fascia in his entire body bulged, and then he strode to meet the rampaging monk and punched hard.

The two fists the size of the sea bowl slammed together, making a muffled sound of 'bang', and the rampaging monk's body shook three times, but his feet took root and stabilized his figure.

And Yan Zhendong took three steps back in a row, his face full of shock.

The monk was also moved: "You have practiced the iron cloth shirt to the fullest?" Why don't you come to my Yihe fist, wouldn't it be nice to give you an altar master to do it! ”

Yan Zhendong snorted: "Fart, what is the future of being a god stick with you, I Yan Zhendong is the one who wants to be the deputy leader of the martial arts alliance!" ”

Huang Shaohong covered his face, this Lao Yan couldn't turn the corner, is it good to call the vice president.

After Yan Zhendong finished speaking, he roared angrily, and rushed forward again, he knew that his hard skills were not as good as the other party, so he used Yan's fist to compete with the opponent.

But the rampaging monk relied on his golden bell jar, did not dodge or dodge, and opened and closed with a pair of iron fists and exchanged injuries with Yan Zhendong.

This kind of shameless play, even if Yan Zhendong is careful and vigilant, he still suffers, just when he hit the temple with a 'bell', the other party not only didn't have a shit, but also showed a smile as if he had succeeded.

Yan Zhendong knew that it was not good, but it was too late to hide again.

The rampage monk shouted: "Tablet opener! ”

The two palms slapped out the ribs on both sides of Yan Zhendong at the same time, and Lao Yan's invulnerable body was a little unbearable, so he was directly slapped upside down and flew back, and was picked up by Huang Shaohong's probe.

"Lao Yan, are you okay?" Huang Shaohong saw that Yan Zhendong's face was a little pale, and the corners of his mouth were bloodshot.

"I'm fine, but I have some internal injuries, you be careful, I have tried his golden bell jar Dacheng, and there is no other door except for the lower yin!"

Huang Shaohong didn't care about the other party's martial arts, and he was not bad with Lao Yan during this time, so he directly turned over his hand and took out a bottle of 'Eight Treasures Killing Soup' and stuffed it in his hand: "Hold it and drink it, see me avenge you!" ”

Lao Yan knew that this was a good thing, so he hurriedly took it, and reminded at the same time: "Kill him with a 'ground lying grappler'!" ”

Heng Chong obviously heard what Lao Yan said, and laughed: "Yes, my photo door is here, see if you have the ability!" ”

After he finished speaking, there was a crisp sound of a 'bell' under his crotch, and this thing actually put something similar to a heart guard underneath.

Rampage hooked his finger towards Huang Shaohong: "The name of this seat is Rampage, which means rampage, the three major internal boxing masters in the north died more than ten years ago, and this seat has not caught up, today I just take you, the foreign boxing master Liwei, to see if you can break my invulnerable golden bell jar!" ”

'Phew'

Heng Chong looked down at his chest in disbelief, only to see that there was a blood hole in his heart, and blood was constantly spurting out.

"You ......" only spit out a vague word 'you', and the great monk fell down on his back to the sky.

Huang Shaohong blew the muzzle of the revolver in his hand: "Golden Bell Cover Nima, don't brag next time, you will be invulnerable, you will hang up with my shot!" ”