"I said I came to burn incense and worship the Buddha, do you believe it?" Ming Xiaohe said with a smile.

Since Fang Zheng likes to play like this, he will play with him.

"Amitabha! If the donor is sincere in worshiping the Buddha, the old man will naturally welcome him to the extreme.

If not, please ask the donor of Ming Xiaohe to take the people down the mountain! ”

Fang Zheng clasped his hands together, recited a Buddha name, and said slowly.

"Of course, I sincerely worship the Buddha, do you see that I brought so many people to worship the Buddha, is it not sincere enough? Hurry up and take us in to worship the Buddha and burn incense! ”

After Fang Zheng listened to Ming Xiaohe's words, he frowned and shook his head.

Do you need to bring so many people to burn incense? He still has a weapon in his hand, and the blood stains on the weapon have not yet been wiped off.

Fang Zheng didn't dare to bring the Sun and Moon Divine Sect into the temple, there were not only warrior monks in the Shaolin Temple, but also some ordinary monks who didn't know martial arts.

Fang Zheng couldn't help but worry about his junior brother Fang Sheng, since Ming Xiaohe was able to bring people here, his junior brother must be more than lucky.

"Ming Xiaohe, if you are interested, hurry up and leave with the centaurs.

My Shaolin Temple doesn't have a history of hundreds of years, and the background in it is not comparable to your Demon Sect, otherwise my Shaolin Temple doesn't mind eliminating the Demon Guardian Dao. An old monk of the same generation next to Fang Zheng spoke.

"Leave?

As long as there is a great master in your Shaolin Temple, I will turn around and leave immediately without saying a word.

If not, obediently admit defeat and surrender, otherwise it will be the same as on the ultimatum, and the slaughter sect will be destroyed! ”

Everyone in Shaolin has said cruel things, and Ming Xiaohe can't say some cruel words.

Ming Xiaohe released his momentum as he spoke, and at this moment he was like a peerless powerhouse.

"What Ming Xiaohe means is that you are a great grandmaster, do you know that there has been no great grandmaster master on the rivers and lakes for nearly a hundred years, it's really ridiculous!" The old monk of the square character generation smiled.

"Ridiculous, since you don't believe that I am a great grandmaster, then I will prove it to you!"

Ming Xiaohe used his finger as a sword, and swung a sword qi to attack the hanging plaque of Shaolin Temple, which was cut off in an instant like tofu.

Half of the plaque fell, and the incision was so neat that it looked like it had been cut by a sword.

"Ming Xiaohe, you are so bold, you dare to destroy the plaque of my temple."

When the old monk saw the plaque that had fallen to the ground, he was furious.

"Master Ming Xiaohe, do you really want to be my Shaolin enemy?" Fang Zheng was also very angry in his heart, but when he saw the incision on the plaque, he spoke so eloquently.

With your fingers as a sword, the sword energy is released freely!

Although Master Fang Zheng didn't know how to do swordsmanship, he knew that no one in the rivers and lakes had such a sword path cultivation, and even the wind that relied on the 'Dugu Nine Swords' to cross the rivers and lakes back then did not have the strength of Ming Xiaohe.

"Fang Zheng, it's not that I want to be an enemy of your Shaolin, but that you Shaolin will be an enemy of me, if you Shaolin are willing to surrender, everything is easy to say.

If you are not willing to surrender, I can only kill until you Shaolin surrender, I think there should be no living person in the Songshan faction now. ”

While speaking, Ming Xiaohe pointed to Shengguan Peak, where the Songshan faction is located, because from here, because you can see the firelight of the Songshan faction, and everyone knows what the meaning of the firelight represents.

"Amitabha, good, good!"

Fang Zheng glanced at Shengguan Peak in the distance, and hurriedly lowered his head and recited a Buddha name.

"By the way, your junior brother Fang Sheng and a martial monk are in my hands, if you don't surrender, you will end up ......."

Ming Xiaohe also made a posture of wiping his neck in front of Fang Zheng, and at the same time, Fang Sheng and a group of warrior monks were brought up by the knife around their necks, and their eyes were full of loss.

"Senior brother, are you alright?"

Fang Zheng looked at Fang Sheng holding his arm, guessing that Fang Sheng should be seriously injured.

"Senior brother, I'm fine!

He defeated me in just two moves, he should be a great grandmaster, you have to be careful! After Fang Sheng finished speaking, he lowered his head.

"Two moves!"

Fang Zheng was silent, and a group of Shaolin Temple high-ranking people behind him were also silent, and they were all thinking in their hearts.

Fang Zheng thought that his two moves could not seriously injure Fang Sheng, and judging from Ming Xiaohe's method of using his finger as a sword just now, it should be the means of the Great Grandmaster.

Fang Zheng knows the background of Shaolin Temple, that is, there are several masters of the master, but the highest strength in Shaolin Temple is himself.

Although he had never seen the Great Grandmaster, he knew the horror of the Great Grandmaster, and he had heard his master say that the Grandmaster and the Great Grandmaster were the same heaven and one earth.

Assuming that Ming Xiaohe is really a great grandmaster, where can the several congenital peaks of Shaolin Temple resist, maybe fight to the death, and it is possible to win, but then it will inevitably pay a huge price.

"Master Ming Xiaohe, the three dates mentioned that day have not yet arrived