Everyone was seeing the broken stick, and the blood mist filled the sky at once. Everyone's expressions changed immediately, and when they saw the sword-wielding man again, their faces were terrified, shocked, and terrified, as if they were seeing a ghost.

The cheers resumed, and the crowd poured in......

Swing the sword again at will, the simplest and most direct, unfancy shot, and force out the most terrifying and magical swordsmanship.

The sword light exploded for more than ten feet, and in the face of the rushing crowd, he swept his sword, and it was already a separate corpse, and the two bodies moved at will, stepping on the unpredictable steps, showing a lingering cloud and smoke afterimage......

Suddenly, the Shaolin stick monk turned into a cloud of bursting blood mist, a bloody wind has rolled up here, and a blood rain has fallen here......

There is a red ground within 100 zhang, and there is almost no variegation.

Destroying the sect is almost a completely impossible thing for Shaolin Temple.

Shaolin Temple began in the Northern Wei Dynasty, through the Sui and Tang Dynasties, and now nearly 700 years have passed, the dynasty collapsed, and Shaolin is still in the ...... Shaolin, which has been standing for so many years, is in danger of extinction today.

Everyone felt it, and they saw it, because of the sword, the man.

The corpses are lying in ambush, the corpses are all over the field, and there are less than one or two monks with five hundred sticks, and he is still killing!

Pairs of eyes were fixed on arbitrariness, and they had no anger, only the purest fear.

Walking leisurely at will, the monks retreated one after another, and those who did not retreat were just fixed there, unable to move.

Everyone stopped, but the people didn't stop, the swords didn't stop, and the killing continued...... The blood was still flying, the monk was still falling, and everyone was staring blankly at him still killing, almost dementia!

In the flash of the sword, dozens of monks died under the sword.

"Amitabha, isn't it enough for Master Hou?"

A Buddhist voice said the Zen of compassion, woke up everyone, a faint phantom, swept out of the temple, ghostly and magical, unaware, until he stood still, everyone saw this old monk clearly.

The old monk folded his hands and said: "Hou Ye's martial arts are the best in ancient and modern times, I only hope that Hou Ye will be merciful and spare me Shaolin once!" ”

Arbitrarily said lightly: "You Shaolin want to do something with me, and now you want me to stop?" ”

The old monk said: "Amitabha, the temple has already made a mistake. ”

He casually looked at Xuan Ci, who had a terrible face, and said lightly: "It's too late now, thirty years ago, he almost caused Song Liao to go to war because of Murong Bo's words, and now because of Murong Bo's words, he wants to be my enemy......"

The old monk sighed: "How can Master Hou be willing to stop? ”

He smiled arbitrarily and didn't answer, just raised his sword again!

At this time, they couldn't help but move, Xuan Ci, Xuan Lian, Xuan Yin, Xuan Xuan, Xuan Du, and Xuan Sheng came out together, and only six people from the Xuanzi generation shot at the same time and attacked arbitrarily.

There was a break in the drink, and the Buddha sounded bursts.

The six of them, in their grief and rage, launched all their attacks on any of them with all their might.

Mighty Vajra Palm, Wei Tuo Palm, Sleeve Qiankun, Doro Leaf Finger, Ring Breaking Knife Technique, Fuhu Arhat Fist...... Once the six people are performed, they are six stunts. Some are ingenious, flexible, and elusive, some are wide open and close, and the momentum is majestic, and some are fierce and domineering, and the power is terrifying.

Maybe they still have many deficiencies in separation, but when the six of them work together, there are suddenly no defects between the fists and palms, and they become impossible to resist, which also makes the stunts performed by the six people flawless.

The moves of the six have reached ......

The six of them had already gathered around any of them, and at the moment of the sudden attack, the sword was also swung.

The string sound sword turned into a shock, drawing an arc that encompassed the truth of heaven and earth......

Only one sword, one move!

Xuan Ci died, Xuan Die silently, Xuan Yin died, Xuan Shame died, Xuan Du died, Xuan Sheng also died, only in an instant, just when the group of heroes thought that they would be in danger at will, the six great monks stood still.

It seems to be so casual, it seems to be so relaxed and freehand, but the six high monks were killed with a sword and fell together.

Asked arbitrarily, "Won't the monk make a move?" ”

The old monk did not say a word, only looked at the corpse on the ground and recited the scriptures......

Arbitrarily shook his head, put his sword back into its sheath, and turned to go out......

No one dared to stop him, let alone keep him, thousands of pairs of eyes just looked at him until the figure disappeared.

……

Xiao Yuanshan and Xiao Feng hated Murong father and son to the core, and the two followed them like shadows......

Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo are the same age, but their skills are not similar, in the past half a year, Murong Bo has been arbitrarily dealing with the devil, and he has committed crimes everywhere in order to blame him and cause him to become enemies of the world.

It was also in the past six months that Murong Bo was discovered by Xiao Yuanshan several times, and he was killed several times.

Fortunately, over the years, Murong Bo has secretly gathered many of his subordinates, but he escaped several times, and almost all of his subordinates were killed by Xiao Yuanshan.

This time, there were only his father and son, and if they wanted to run, it was difficult to reach the sky, not to mention that the two were seriously injured.

Suddenly, Xiao Feng struck out with a finger a few zhang away, and his strength broke through the air and reached Murong Fu's back.

Murong Bo slapped back, and his whole body was shocked, and his arm was numb.

"Daddy!"

Murong Fu exclaimed, Xiao Yuanshan had already let out a long roar and attacked his "Golden Finger".

The wind was blowing, and blood was splattering.

"Ahh

"Fu'er!"

Murong Fu broke a huge hole behind him and fell to the ground.

Murong Bo paused for a moment, and Xiao Yuanshan's other hand had already been pulled out of his sleeve, as if he had pulled out some sharp weapon, and a palm was sent out in the air.

His palm was fast, fast, fierce, and cracking, and his moves were so strange that people couldn't decide the timing at all.

Murong Bo slammed his palms, and was about to take a hard palm to intercept his approach, when he suddenly found that his palm had turned into a finger, and the terrifying force of a finger was in the palm of his hand.

Murong Bo hurriedly held back his heart, but his true qi was still shocking, his qi and blood were shocking, and his body was shocking.

After the three earthquakes, people flew out immediately, and blood spilled everywhere they passed.

The plundering situation changed rapidly, and Murong Fu just wanted to counterattack the offensive of blocking Xiao Yuanshan, but Xiao Feng pointed out.

With a "poof", Murong Fu flew out upside down and fell beside Murong Bo.

Xiao Yuanshan looked at their father and son, and said with a sneer: "Thirty years, thirty years have passed, and today I love my wife's hatred...... Old thief, you still have a last word! ”

Murong Bo covered his chest and stood up, and said, "Now your division is under siege by the world's heroes, and there is Shaolin Temple to help. ”

Xiao Yuanshan's face changed.

Xiao Feng was also in his heart, and shouted: "Old thief, what tricks do you want to do." ”

Murong Bo said with a smile: "Xiao Yingying naturally knows that the bloody case during this period of time was committed by me, but if you say it, I am afraid that the people of the world will never believe it, and the old man can admit everything he has done, as long as the two of them let Fu'er go." ”

Murong replied: "Dad, you don't have to ......"

Murong Bo interrupted: "Today, my father and son are bound to die, and my father just wants you to live well." ”

As he spoke, he looked at Xiao Feng's father and son again and said, "As long as I recognize everything, the heroes of the world will definitely not be enemies of Ren Gongzi." I know that your master's martial arts are the best in the world, but ...... Can ......"

He could no longer speak, for he had seen a man.