When all the monks heard this, their hearts were all in shock, and they all turned to look outside the main hall.

At this same moment, a young man and a young girl from outside the temple walked in......

The girl was dressed in green clothes, with a round face, a small dimple at the corner of her mouth, and her face was like a morning glow, following the young man, a pair of big eyes were looking around, her eyes were full of curiosity, and there was no fear.

And the young man, dressed in flawless white, walked into the temple, his steps lazy and slow, as if he had no strength and would fall at any moment.

He looked no more than twenty years old, but his white hair made his whole person full of evil.

Although his face looks quite young, he is not the slightest childish, but it makes people feel that he has gone through the wind and rain, seen through the world, and there is nothing he cares about in the world.

His lazy look gives people the taste of not caring about everything, even if it makes people feel his cynical nature.

"Amitabha."

A Buddha horn came out of Xuan Ci's mouth, he stepped forward and asked loudly: "Dare to ask, it's arbitrary, let the donor face you." ”

Arbitrarily smiled and nodded: "You are Xuan Ci?" ”

Xuan Ci responded: "Old man Xuan Ci, I have seen Lord Ren. ”

He paused slightly, and then asked: "Let the donor break into my Shaolin Daxiong Treasure Palace, I don't know what the donor wants?" ”

Arbitrarily said: "It's not a big deal, it's just that I plan to go to your Shaolin Scripture Pavilion, so I will say a word to you, the abbot." ”

Isn't that a big deal?

When the monks heard his arrogant words, their faces were full of anger.

Xuan Ci said: "The Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is the important place of this temple, I don't know what the so-called thing is for the donor to go to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion?" ”

Arbitrarily chuckled: "Then you don't have to worry about it, you just need to ask someone to lead the way for me!" ”

Xuan Nian said sharply: "The donor doesn't really take my Shaolin in his eyes, how can it be a place where you want to go." ”

Arbitrarily said lightly: "What you said is right, I didn't take your Shaolin in my eyes at all, don't say that you Shaolin Hidden Golden Pavilion, even the Great Inner Forbidden Palace, I also said to go." ”

"You...... Okay, let the poor monk see if your Excellency is as capable as yours. ”

He clasped his palms together, rubbed his palms, one after the other, and the screaming sound of breaking through the air rose sharply, and the strength of his palm had already hit any left shoulder before the whistle.

What he makes seems to be a palm technique, but it is actually a grasping method.

Indra's grasp is one of the four major grasping methods in the seventy-two Shaolin stunts, and it is on a par with the thirteen grasping, the silence grasping, and the dragon grasping.

However, with a random palm, Xuan Nian slapped it hard......

When Xuan Nian's five fingers were about to grab his palm and intercept his palm, he suddenly discovered that this palm had five terrifying powers.

The first layer is palm power, which is like a thousand palm power.

The second layer is the strength, the strength of the stormy waves.

The third layer is the soft force, the overwhelming soft force.

The fourth layer is the rigidity, the rigidity of the mountain and the cracking of the rock.

The last layer is the yin force, a kind of power that kills everything, a kind of yin power that annihilates any true qi.

The Ten Sections of the Cotton Palm were improved after arbitrarily obtaining the 'Northern Spiritual Skill', and now he can fuse five kinds of power with one palm.

When the five kinds of forces were forced at the same time, even if Xuan Nian used his whole body strength to resist the first palm force, he was divided by the strength behind him, the soft force was misaligned, the rigid force shattered the inner mansion, and the yin force directly destroyed the dantian.

A heart-rending pain caused him to scream and fly out.

The two monks of Xuan Yan and Xuan Sheng hurriedly flew to stabilize Xuan Nian's figure.

When the three of them fell, Xuan Yan just wanted to help Senior Brother Xuan Nian hold back his heart, but he exclaimed, "Senior brother, he ...... His bones were broken, his muscles and veins were damaged, and his internal clothes were cracked......"

Xuan Sheng continued: "Lian...... Even the dantian was destroyed. ”

As soon as these words came out, it was already said that Xuan Nian was paralyzed and crippled, and the faces of the monks changed greatly.

Xuan Ci said movingly: "Don't you feel that you are too heavy?" ”

He smiled arbitrarily and said: "Even if you are cultivating Buddha, why do you still practice martial arts, won't I fulfill him." ”

"Adversary, you're too vicious!"

"Today, I, Shaolin, am going to subdue demons."

"Devil, I want to seek justice for Senior Brother Xuannian."

The four monks of Xuanjing, Xuanxuan, Xuanxi, and Xuanzhi shot at the same time......

They are not young anymore, and their martial arts are not low, a small junior actually dares to spread wild in Shaolin, and he dares to show such a murderous method in front of all of them.

The four of them each approached at will, the four of them used their own means, and the four of them showed their own stunts, they vowed to take down this devil, for Shaolin's blood hatred, for the martial arts to eliminate harm.

Zhong Ling stepped back and stepped forward at will.

When this step fell, his body became incomparably lighter, and it spread like the wind.

His figure became swift and swift, flying like the wind.

is also the same, any posture, like the wind floating out of the dust, raised a hand, a foot, a spin, the four of them vomited blood and flew upside down.

He just swayed casually, with no intention of gathering, but he made four palms in a row, defeated four people in a row, and his strength was not much to drop a point, and he did not move more than half a style.

The monks were horrified, and Xuan Xuan, Xuan Silence, Xuan Yin, and Xuan Xuan stepped forward to check the injuries of the four people, and they showed a look of horror and anger at the same time.

"You...... You hate it! ”

Arbitrarily said lightly: "You are not convinced? ”

His martial arts are so strong that a few people can't understand it, but after all, this is Shaolin, and no matter how much it is here, it is also in the Shaolin Daxiong Palace.

Just when Xuan Nan got up to order the monks to subdue the demons, Xuan Ci suddenly spoke: "Does the benefactor really want to embarrass me Shaolin?" ”

He chuckled and said, "I said that I wanted to go to the Scripture Pavilion, and you had to respectfully welcome me into the Pavilion, and if I wanted to leave, you would have to send me off respectfully." ”

Xuan Ci said angrily: "The donor is really too deceitful. ”

smiled arbitrarily: "Ren has always been domineering, no matter how much I deceive people too much, you have to endure and endure!" No, Ren will raze your Shaolin Temple. ”

He said these words as if he were talking and laughing, but the monks in the hall did not smile at all, and everyone had an angry expression, as if they were rising in groups.

Xuan Ci sighed and said: "I have built a temple in Shaolin for more than 600 years, and I have experienced many ups and downs. The donor said that he wanted to raze my Shaolin Temple, but he really didn't look at the temple in his eyes. ”

He smiled arbitrarily and didn't say a word, just reached out and grabbed the hilt of his sword.

The string sword was always at his waist, but few people noticed the saber at his waist!

At this moment, seeing him reach out and hold the hilt of the sword, everyone's eyes fell on the sword...... This demon wants to draw his sword? Will he still be able to swordsmanship? What should his swordsmanship be? Is his swordsmanship more powerful than his palm?

Obviously, before the string sword was unsheathed, the world would not know these answers.

But even before the sword was unsheathed, the monks already felt an indescribable fear.

He stands in front of more than 1,000 monks, at this moment, he has a posture of looking down on the world and giving up on me, and his eyes at this moment seem to look down on all living beings in the world.

When the monks looked at arbitrary, a feeling of horror arose.

Suddenly, an old voice outside the hall said, "Good, good! Hou Ye came from afar, and the little monk missed the welcome, and he really atoned for his sins, and atonement! ”

When the monks were stunned, the arbitrary hand finally left the hilt of the sword.