"What hatred? What hate? ”

The martial arts people from all walks of life under the mountain were stunned, looking at the scene in front of them in disbelief, and their expressions were in a trance.

Between the lightning and flint, Gu Mozhi appeared with a hundred moves, or two hundred moves?

At least half of these hundreds of moves hit the air.

They had never seen such a frantic attack.

"Hiss~"

Especially seeing the miserable appearance of the old monster in the stars, many people gasped.

Gu Mozhi didn't have any hands, although the flame knife did not hit the old monster of the stars, but the seventy-two stunts of the Shaolin Temple fully showed the power of the old monster of the stars.

There were three blood holes in his chest, one arm was broken by the dragon claw skill, one ear was even broken by the fingers of the Peerless Robbery, and there were countless other injuries that could not be seen.

"Poof~"

The old monster of the stars spurted out a mouthful of blood, his face was like white paper, he covered his chest with one hand, supported the ground with the other, and looked at Gu Mozhi with a frightened expression.

He doesn't know Hatama at all!

The two sides didn't even intersect, but the appearance of Hatomo just now was as if he was going to kill Hatomachi's own father.

He admitted that Hatomachi's strength was stronger than him, but Harumachi's fierce attack just now was definitely counterattacked.

Is it necessary to fight so hard?

"Humph!"

Gu Mozhi snorted coldly, his body moved, and under the shocked expressions of everyone, he swooped towards the old monster of the stars below.

"Don't deceive people too much."

The old monster of the stars was furious, and he was really a bully.

"The little monk is just going to bully you."

Harumachi's eyes were cold, but his face was with a peaceful smile.

"Flame Knife!"

It was still some time before the dean walked up the hill at a speed, and he happened to have a good time with the old monster of the stars.

Moreover, he fell in love with the martial arts cheats of the old monster of the stars.

Previously, the Heavenly Academy added a trial task, which included the martial arts cheats of the Xiaoyao faction, and the old monster in front of him was a traitor of the Xiaoyao faction, and his martial arts were also from the Xiaoyao faction.

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"The donor is here to offer incense?"

Halfway up the mountain, the monk headed by the eighteen bronze men looked at Shen Wen's face and hesitated.

Too young!

However, there are too many martial arts people gathered below, and those who usually come to worship the Buddha do not dare to come up at all.

"I'm looking for the sweeper."

Shen Wen smiled slightly.

"Then ask the donor to break through the Eighteen Bronze Man Formation·······"

The head monk said with an awe-inspiring face.

"Whoosh!"

It's just that he hasn't finished speaking, Shen Wen's figure has already crossed the eighteen bronze figures.

The eighteen bronze men of the Tianlong World are basically the strength of the mid-acquired realm, and even the eighteen bronze men of the Condor World are far from being compared, how can they not stop him.

"Boom~"

The monk's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly pulled up the sound arrow and notified the abbot of the Shaolin Temple and others on the mountain.

After the battle of Dugu seeking defeat and sweeping monks, the Shaolin Temple monks such as Abbot Xuanci realized the horror of the battle of grandmaster-level masters.

Therefore, they instructed the eighteen bronze figures of the Shaolin Temple below to notify the mountain in time if they encountered unfathomable masters.

They didn't even see Shen Wen's shadow, and Shen Wen passed through the eighteen bronze people array, which can be imagined, and the shock it brought to these eighteen bronze people.

Shen Wen calmly walked towards the mountain, but the Shaolin Temple was in a mess.

Not only did the eighteen bronze men of Shaolin Temple see Shen Wen's terrifying strength, but the master of the first courtyard of the Dharma Hall, who was also arranged to observe the challenger, also saw Shen Wen's terrifying speed.

After the eighteen bronze men sent out the arrows, Abbot Xuanci and the others could still maintain a trace of calmness, but when Master Xuanci also ran over with a panicked expression, Abbot Xuanci and the others could no longer be calm.

"Go and ask the monk!"

Abbot Xuanci also looked nervous and said hurriedly.

Xuan Nan is the same senior brother as him, and his strength is one point weaker than him, and the other party shocked Xuan Nan like this, and his strength must be extraordinary.

"Don't worry, if you fight again, I will go to the back mountain."

In the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, the sweeping monk who was leisurely sweeping the floor heard the advice of several monks and said calmly.

He had already prepared in his heart, so even if a grandmaster-level master appeared, he would not be surprised.

"Let's go and receive it first."

After knowing the decision of the sweeping monk, Abbot Xuanci breathed a long sigh of relief.

It's good not to fight in Shaolin Temple.

Anyway, the mountain behind the Shaolin Temple is a mountain forest, and even if that mountain forest is destroyed, it is not a big deal.

"I've seen the donor."

When Shen Wen walked up the mountain, a trace of surprise flashed in the eyes of Abbot Xuanci and the others.

They were also a little shocked by Shen Wen's youth, but they all got the answer from the Master of Xuan, and the young man in front of them was the master of the horror.

"Why hasn't the monk come yet?"

In the face of Shen Wen's nod in response, a trace of astonishment flashed in the depths of Abbot Xuanci's eyes.

Why has Shen Wen already arrived on the mountain, and the sweeping monk has not yet appeared.

"The monk is still preparing, please wait a while."

Abbot Xuanci said to Shen Wen, and then secretly glanced at a monk.

"The monk has a strong man."

A monk in a hurry ran into the scripture pavilion.

"A strong man is coming?"

The sweeping monk continued to sweep the floor calmly and said calmly.

He didn't feel any strong breath.

Even if a grandmaster-level master came to the Shaolin Temple, he would be able to perceive it.

However, the current strongest breath in the Shaolin Temple is the abbot of Xuanci.

"This challenger, you can solve it yourself, I'm just an ordinary sweeping monk in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and the Shaolin Temple still has to rely on itself after all."

The sweeping monk reminded.

"What do you say? The monks let us figure it out ourselves? ”

Abbot Xuanci was stunned when he heard the announcement of the returning monk.

A strong man who frightened Xuanyan, the sweeping monk actually let them solve it by themselves?

"Donor, the monk may have something to do today, and he can't accept the donor's challenge, please forgive the donor."

Abbot Xuanci recited a Buddha name and bowed slightly to apologize.

In the rivers and lakes, there are too many masters who suddenly appeared, and the status of Shaolin Temple was too high before, and the current status is too embarrassing, which makes them feel like they are walking on thin ice.

Although they have a master in Shaolin Temple, the sweeping monks always give them the feeling of being away, as if they are a distinguished guest of Shaolin Temple, not a monk of Shaolin Temple.

"Not available? He is just a monk sweeping the floor, and the entire Shaolin Temple has the most time for him······"

At this moment, Gu Mozhi also came to the mountain with the unconscious old star monster in one hand, and the old star monster was still on the side, sneering, but before he finished speaking, his voice stopped abruptly.

The figure of the sweeping monk suddenly appeared opposite Gu Mozhi, looking at Gu Mozhi expressionlessly, "King Dalun Ming, are you here to challenge again?" ”

"Humph! Not a little monk. ”

Gu Mozhi's face froze, and he snorted coldly.

"Dean, do you have anything to do with him?"

Kumachi said curiously.

"Is it Shi who wants to fight with Lao Gao?"

The sweeping monk also noticed Shen Wen, and the most peculiar thing about Shen Wen was that he looked like an ordinary person.

However, for the sake of such an ordinary person, how could Abbot Xuanci and others invite him many times?

Then there are two possibilities, one is that Shen Wen's ability to hide his breath is completely beyond his perception.

Another possibility, Shen Wen's realm is far beyond him.

"The old man has seen the donor, please!"

The sweeping monk's face turned pale and said solemnly.

"Monk, aren't you going to the back mountain?"

Abbot Xuanci and a group of senior monks of Shaolin Temple looked shocked and a little flustered, and even many monks retreated one after another.

"Are you sure you want to fight me?"

Shen Wen looked at the sweeping monk with a smile.

"Please advise."

When the sweeping monk heard this, he became more and more interested, and bowed slightly to Shen Wen.

He also hopes to see a strong man who really crushes him, what level can the peak of martial arts reach.

"Then I accept your challenge, however, it seems that Abbot Xuanci has some dislike that we are not welcome to fight here."

Shen Wen said leisurely.

"Let's go to the back mountain ·······"

The sweeper said.

"Don't bother, there is a battle in the sky."

As soon as Shen Wen's words fell, he walked towards the sky step by step, there seemed to be an invisible staircase in the void, and Shen Wen didn't stop until he walked a hundred meters above the Shaolin Temple.

With a smile on his face, he waved his hand to the sweeping monk below, "Come up!" ”