Recently, the rivers and lakes have been frying.

A young man who was born out of thin air broke the mountain gates of the five major sects, including the Huashan faction, the Kongtong faction, and the Demon Sect, one after another.

It is rumored that this young man is a disciple of the ancient three links, and he wants to re-challenge the eight major sects of the rivers and lakes for his master and regain the title of the first in the world.

There is even gossip that this young man was the No. 1 agent of the Yellow Character of the Dragon Protector Villa in the past, but he rebelled out of the Dragon Protector Villa, and even the Iron Courage God Hou Zhu, who ranked first in the rivers and lakes, ignored it and was already defeated in his hands.

This young man named Ye Tai was purely fighting for the sake of war, and when one person broke the mountain gate of a martial arts holy land, he did not stop at all, and directly transferred to the next martial arts holy land.

And the skill is so profound that one person is enough to overwhelm any martial arts master, and directly slapped the face of all martial arts masters, so it was called "Taia Evil Demon" by many martial arts decency, and even more people claimed that they were afraid that it would become the next martial arts scourge, and bluntly said that they wanted the famous families of the rivers and lakes to unite and strangle it in the cradle.

This news was naturally known to Mrs. Ye, but he was not afraid at all, and bluntly said that if he was alone, he could also suppress all enemies in the world.

The famous martial arts families have angrily denounced their arrogance, but this "evil demon" has not lost his heart to the point of madness, just like the ancient three links in the past, he directly slaughtered all the 108 masters of the eight major sects, so no sect dared to be the first to stand up and organize the famous martial arts to unite and strangle them.

Mount Qingcheng.

In a secluded mountain village.

Zhu Wuzhi sat on the couch in a side room, his body was full of true qi, he looked at the ten masters lying on the ground, and said to one person beside him: "Dispose of the corpse and call the rest of the people to come." ”

The black-clothed subordinate bowed his head and said, "Shenhou, there are still twelve people left in the seventy-two Tiangang......

Zhu ignored his gaze and said, "Go!" ”

"Yes, Shenhou."

Then the black-clothed subordinate clapped his hands, and several dead soldiers from the sect walked in without saying a word, and dragged out the corpses on the ground one by one.

That's right, these corpses are the secret power that Zhu has ignored all these years of careful cultivation, seventy-two Tiangang!

The reason why he let Seventy-two Tiangang return to this secret place in Qingcheng Mountain was to quietly suck up their internal strength!

According to a seventy-two Tiangang with ten years of internal strength, plus Zhu ignores the original residual strength, when he absorbs the seventy-two Tiangang, the power will come to nearly a thousand years!

Even if there was an overflow in the process of absorption, but at this moment, Zhu ignored the skill, and it had come to nearly five hundred years.

In his follow-up planning, he needs to be strong enough to carry out the plan in his heart.

And Seventy-two Tiangang was originally a secret unit he raised in order to prevent emergencies, and he specially completed some unsightly tasks for him.

Their identities are absolutely secret, and even the three secret agents of Heaven and Earth Xuan did not know anything in advance.

Therefore, the sudden disappearance of such a group of dead soldiers living in the shadows will not cause an uproar in the martial arts like the famous families in the rivers and lakes.

Not even the slightest wave could be stirred, except for him and a few trusted henchmen, no one would know.

Soon.

The remaining twelve seventy-two Tiangang neatly walked into the wing, one of them Tiangang glanced around, hugged his fists and said: "Please also ask the Shenhou to forgive his subordinates for saying too much, our seventy-two Tiangang has always had a common task, I don't know where the other brothers went." ”

Zhu ignored him and said, "This king has sent them on a secret mission, what's the matter, do you have any objections?" ”

That Tiangang bowed his head and said: "The subordinates don't dare, it's just that we are seventy-two Tiangang, the more people there are, the stronger the combined combat skills, and the subordinates are just worried about the safety of the other brothers." ”

Zhu ignored and said lightly: "Since you are so worried about them, let's go with them." ”

The Tiangang nodded and said, "Please also ask the Divine Marquis to ...... it."

Before he finished speaking, his eyes changed, and he saw Zhu Wuzhi suddenly raise his hand, and a strong suction force came from Zhu Wuzhi's palm.

That Tiangang was the first, and he was instantly sucked in front of him by Zhu Wuzhi and pressed his palm on the top of his head.

Then one after another, the arms of the remaining eleven people were also involuntarily raised in their frightened eyes and placed on the shoulders of the brothers in front of them.

Then, they felt that the power in their bodies, even their own vitality, was pouring out of their bodies like a torrent.

After only five breaths, the faces of the twelve Tiangangs became withered, and the white hair was pale, and when Zhu ignored and withdrew his hand, a Tiangang who had not yet breathed was lying on the ground, and said hoarsely: "Shenhou, why, why, why ......?"

Zhu ignored the expression and said, "Because this king needs your internal strength, but you who have lost your internal strength are not as useful as a dead person." ”

After speaking, he stood up and pinched the neck of Tiangang.

Zhu ignored the negative hand and walked to the window, and said, "Destroy all the corpses, and, where is Mrs. Ye?" ”

The black-clothed dead man didn't dare to raise his head, clapped his hands, and the three people who walked in outside the door still collected the corpses without saying a word.

Then he reported in a low voice: "Mrs. Ye is almost at the Shaolin Temple." ”

Zhu ignored the gloomy fallen leaves outside the window and said, "Have the plans been arranged?" ”

The man replied truthfully: "It's all arranged, absolutely no one can see through it, but there are two of them, and the subordinates can't deal with it, only the Shenhou himself will take action......"

Zhu ignored the faint response and said, "Prepare the horse, go to the Demon Sect." ”

"Yes."

……

Shaolin Temple.

Ye Tai, who had already broken the mountain gate of the five major sects, climbed the steps step by step and came to the Shaolin Gate that had been closed.

In the monastery, there is a middle-aged monk in gray clothes, holding a bamboo broom, facing Ye Tai sideways, sweeping the fallen leaves one by one.

"This donor, knowing that the Shaolin Temple has been closed, but he does not hesitate to take risks and still come to the door, isn't it the rookie Ye Taiye's benefactor?"

Ye Tai stroked the silver sword at his waist and said, "It turns out that in your eyes, am I just a rookie in martial arts, monk, I hope I have smashed your mountain gate, and you can still talk to me like this." ”

The monk turned around, spit out the Buddha's name, and said: "False karma, false karma, Ye Shizhu is too demonic, in fact, the monk should have opened the door of convenience, but the temple has the rules of the temple, if Ye Shizhu passes this pass, you can go up to the temple gate, this pass is called Shaolin Eighteen Arhat Array, and there are eighteen monks in one formation......

Before he finished speaking, Ye Tai suddenly charged his strength, and then punched out, and a pale yellow energy wave suddenly erupted from in front of him, and there was a faint sound of dragons and tigers roaring in the air.

The hundred-year-old giant tree in the temple suddenly broke and collapsed, and the eighteen monks who were holding wooden sticks and rushed out from all directions were beaten out by Ye Tai three or four feet before they could line up in formation, and they fell to the ground vomiting blood, groaning in pain.

On the forehead of the temple door, the plaque with the words "Shaolin" written in the font of dragon flying and phoenix dancing was full of cracks with a click, and then fell down one by one.

Ye Tai indifferently passed by the middle-aged monk, patted him on the shoulder, and asked suspiciously, "What did you just say?" I didn't hear you. ”