After several days, when Broken Lang was anxious and rushed to a small town at the foot of Songshan Mountain, it was already the sixth night.

He had already inquired on the road that those Jianghu characters and the Eight Great Sects were gathering in this town.

Known as the Eight Factions Alliance, they want to force their way into Shaomu Mountain together.

It's already nice to say that you are breaking in.

In fact, in the eyes of those Jianghu figures who are united and have high momentum, they are outnumbered.

If Shaolin doesn't know what to do, he will directly kill Shaolin Mountain.

If Shaolin hands over what they want, otherwise they will be destroyed.

Nowadays, because of the storyteller's recitation, Shaolin has He's jade bi and "Longevity Formula", which makes many people believe it.

Ambitious people are determined to get He's jade.

Other people in the rivers and lakes also coveted the so-called ancient book "The Secret of Eternal Life".

And in the rumors of the rivers and lakes, the Shaolin Temple itself is the source of martial arts in the world, and in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, there are countless miraculous skills hidden throughout the ages.

Seventy-two peerless schools cover the world.

Bodhidharma personally passed on the two scriptures of Yi Jin and washed the marrow, and it has the ability to penetrate the heavens and the earth!

Even if he learns only half a claw, it is enough for a mediocre person to instantly become a master in the rivers and lakes.

How can you not drive people crazy?

No matter how powerful the Shaolin Temple is, it can't compete with so many masters of the Jianghu sect together.

At worst, you can also take advantage of the chaos to grab a mastery cheats, right?

This is the thought in the minds of many.

Let them completely plunge into a frenzy.

Countless people in the rivers and lakes and martial arts, whether they are masters or nobodies, are constantly converging towards Songshan.

I just want to be able to participate in this event, and I want to get an opportunity to get ahead from now on.

This big movement even shocked the imperial court, which had already been overcrowded.

Especially the "Mandate of Heaven" that is rumored in the rivers and lakes makes it difficult for people to sleep and eat today.

It's just that the imperial court has long been mired in serious internal and external troubles, but the court and the Chinese government have no ability to deliberate at all, except for fierce party struggles, mutual tilting, and shirking responsibility.

The ministers of the DPRK and China have never taken those vulgar warriors in their eyes, and this matter can only make them laugh after dinner.

However, it can also use this incident to make some stumbling blocks for the hostile parties.

Even if you have a heart, you can't spare any strength today.

Broken Lang found that the town was empty, except for the local residents who were frightened by the people in the rivers and lakes who were gathered, and their doors were closed.

The so-called Eight Factions Alliance has already left, and it seems that it can't even wait for tomorrow, and it will attack Shaomu Mountain at night.

In a hurry, he couldn't help but abandon the horse directly, and the light luck was used to the extreme, and he rushed towards the direction of Shaomu Mountain.

Really.

Broken waves rushed to Shaomu Mountain a few miles away, and saw a fire at the foot of the mountain from a distance.

“…… Get out of the way early, otherwise, if you wait for my disciples of the eight major sects to attack the mountain with the heroes of the rivers and lakes, your Shaolin Temple will be a river of blood, and you can't say that it will cause the disaster of annihilation! ”

From afar, I heard the people of the rivers and lakes at the foot of the mountain shouting loudly, gathered into a piece, and spread far away.

The broken waves flew and swept away, and soon reached the foot of the mountain, and easily blended into the crowd.

These characters in the rivers and lakes are originally from the north and south of the world, and they are extremely mixed, and no one pays attention to him at all.

But I saw that the torches kept jumping, and the red light lit up the foot of the mountain.

On the mountain road, in the forest, in the trees, people are surrounded by figures, and people's heads are swaying.

I'm afraid it's not a collection of thousands of people here.

There was a group of monks opposite, with a stick in one hand and a chest in the other, blocking the crossing of the mountain, not giving an inch.

It's just that the monks are only just over a hundred at most, which is really insignificant compared to these so-called eight faction alliances.

"What nonsense are you talking to them? We're not here to eat and drink, let's kill the fuck directly! Fuck it! ”

A fierce and vicious man in front of him shouted viciously, and he resisted a heavy one-legged bronze man on his shoulder, and before the shout fell, he waved the bronze man and smashed it towards the monk opposite.

There were more than a dozen people around him, who should be his companions, and they also killed them one after another.

Seeing this, the rest of the so-called heroes were also a little nervous, but seeing that the heads of the eight factions led by him did not take action, they all forced themselves to suppress it.

It can be seen that although the monks on the opposite side are trying to calm down, there is obvious nervousness on their faces.

However, in the face of these fierce and vicious people who came over, none of them had the intention of retreating.

One of the monks standing in front of the head faced the evil wind brought by the evil man and the one-legged bronze man, and the companions who pounced on him with weapons in their hands, their faces showed nervousness and excitement, but there was no fear.

"Forming the Arhat Formation!"

"Eight Sticks Madness!"

When the cry began, the seven monks behind him stepped forward in unison and waved their sticks with him.

Obviously, there are only eight people and eight sticks, but the moment they wave it, it is a stick shadow in the sky.

Facing the group of people led by the evil man, as a hood.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

……

A stick shadow was chaotic, seemingly out of order, but there were bursts of muffled sounds, and a figure flew upside down.

The group of people didn't even hold up a mask, and they were knocked away by several monks one by one.

smashed into the crowd, lying on the ground, moaning incessantly, seeing that it was difficult to fight anymore.

The heads of the eight factions looked at each other, and they all saw the jealousy in each other's eyes.

This group of people, led by the evil guys, is just a big thief and villain on the rivers and lakes, and if it is usual, they don't bother to be with them at all.

Now let them go with them, just to let them go ahead and try the quality of Shaolin Temple.

Now it seems that the Shaolin Temple is not as easy to deal with as they think.

Although this is nothing in their eyes, it is just a few young monks.

was sent to the foot of this mountain as cannon fodder, he must be a junior who is not valued in the Shaolin Temple, but he has such a means.

It seems that these rumors may not all be false.

This Shaolin Temple really has some doorways.

Although there is a fear in my heart, I am more convinced of the rumors on the rivers and lakes that there is a shocking theory hidden in Shaolin.

"This little master, you only have dozens of people, no matter how powerful Shaolin martial arts are, you can't resist us, so it's not a way, I don't think you can be the master, it's better to ask your master to come out, I'll wait with him, otherwise ......"

Among the heads of the eight factions, a writer beat the faction, with three thin whiskers on his lips and under his chin, slightly yin vulture, and said softly and hardly: "But don't blame me for not being emotional, and if I fight and kill, it will not be what the two parties want." ”

"Amitabha, donors don't need to say much, our temple has long been closed, the Ninth Five-Year Plan period has not arrived, and there is no reason to welcome guests."

Those monks seemed to be kind, but they were very tough. The young monk who led the monk said: "Besides, our temple is a quiet place for Buddhism, not a place for you to gather, if you hold my temple gold post, tomorrow when the hour comes, our temple will open the door to greet you, otherwise, please turn back." ”

"Hey, hey, in this way, your Shaolin Temple is really not afraid of death?"

In the face of his obvious threat, the monk remained unmoved: "Amitabha, a monk, born with a noble life, death and reincarnation, joy and sorrow, are just troubles. ”

"Good, good, good,"

An old man with a bald head and long hair, who also looked like a monk, said hello three times and walked out.

"Shaolin Temple is really a holy place of Buddhism, just a junior, can say this, even so, everyone, people have made it clear that they don't put us in their eyes, and we are also benevolent and righteous, so you don't have to be polite."

"Good! Ladies and gentlemen! I'll kill Shaolin together! ”

"Kill Shaolin!"

"Kill Shaolin!"

Thousands of people shouted and killed one after another, and gradually the river became a one, and the sound of killing shook the sky.

"Disciples!"

"Cloth one hundred and eight Arhat Demon Suppression Array!"

"Today we will sacrifice our lives together! Protect me Shaolin! ”

"Sacrifice yourself to subdue the demons! Protect me Shaolin! ”

"Sacrifice yourself to subdue the demons! Protect me Shaolin! ”

The monks who blocked the crossing were exactly one hundred and eight.

The monk shouted at will, and then took a stick and opened the formation, shouting in unison.

There are only more than 100 people, and the momentum is not inferior to the thousands of people on the opposite side!

The broken waves mixed in the crowd made my chest boil.

I can't wait to jump out and fight alongside them.

The head of the eight factions was even more embarrassed in his heart, stopped talking, and led his disciples to kill them together.