The nameless little bald head shouted, "Master, senior brother, the lackeys of the Mongols are here!" ”

The naïve Zen master shouted, "Come on, what's the panic!" ”

Colorless knew that the master was blaming Nameless for being rude in front of the distinguished guests, so he hurriedly helped to play the round and said, "Master, the appearance of the junior brother is still the first time to see you, could it be that the Mongolian army is coming?" ”

Colorless heard the master's reprimand, took a few deep breaths, calmed down, and said, "It's not, it's a Mongolian monk and a zombie weirdo, these two people are extremely powerful, we can't stop them, at this time, I'm afraid they have already been broken into the Daxiong Treasure Hall by those two!" ”

The naïve Zen master stood up suddenly and said, "Then you haven't said it earlier, hurry up!" As he spoke, the innocent Zen master had already performed light skills, and in a leap, he headed towards the direction of the Daxiong Treasure Palace!

Colorless and Nameless were suddenly embarrassed, and Nameless was even more slandered in his heart!

"Ahem, Ahem, Yang Daxia, Mrs. Yang, why don't you move to the main hall with the little monk?"

Yang San smiled and said, "Okay, let's go and see who is the one who dares to be so arrogant in the pure land of Buddhism!" ”

At this time, in front of the main entrance of the Daxiong Treasure Hall, a "bowling game" was being held, and the disciples of the Dharma Hall and the Luohan Hall were firmly guarding here, acting as bottles!

And a tall and thin Tibetan monk is holding a "bowling ball": the vajra is smashed violently, and every time it is smashed, a few "bottles" will fall to the ground!

On the other side, he was playing "Plants vs. Zombies", only to see a black-robed strange man, his face was like paper, his body was like a stubborn stone, his movements were stiff, as if he was a zombie, not only that, this zombie was holding a pure steel mourning stick in his left hand and a broken coffin in his right hand, which was very in line with his image!

And the Dharma Hall of the Guardians incarnated as "pea cannons", but obviously not in place, not even long-range weapons, no, let the zombie monsters fight miserable!

At this time, a loud shout came from inside the door of the main hall, "He Fangxiao dares to come to Shaolin Temple to spread wild!" ”

As soon as the words fell, an old monk wearing the abbot's robe jumped out of the hall and slapped the Tibetan monk with a palm!

The Tibetan monk was not afraid, snorted coldly, and waved the "bowling ball" in his hand violently, and heard a strange sound of "click", and the old monk's arm broke in response, but the "bowling" was not reduced, and the old monk was smashed back directly!

The bald heads around were shocked, and exclaimed "Abbot"!

The Tibetan monk took a sip and said disdainfully, "Phew, you can be an abbot at this level, it seems that the Central Plains Shaolin Temple is simply vulnerable!" ”

This was said in Tibetan, and no one of the bald heads understood it, but just by looking at the expressions, you can tell that it is definitely not a good word!

On the other side, there was also an old monk coming, not much to say, his fingers were slightly bent, and he grabbed the zombie weirdo, and the zombie weirdo did not dodge, and when he slapped the coffin, the coffin lid stood up, and the old monk turned a blind eye, and with one claw, he grabbed a big hole in the coffin lid!

The zombie monster frowned, "Shaolin Dragon Claw Hand? ”

At this time, there was a loud shout not far away, it was the innocent Zen master who came quickly!

The Tibetan monk sneered and shouted, "Another one to die, look at the pestle!" ”

Fortunately, a little bald head reminded, "Master beware, this Tibetan monk's vajra is infinitely powerful!" ”

When the naïve Zen master heard this, he hurriedly changed his palm to a sleeve, used his sleeve to remove the power of the vajra, and then forced the Tibetan monk to retreat with his palm!

"Shaolin Iron Sleeve Gong, big smash tablet palm, you are the first naïve Zen master of Luohan Hall!" This Tibetan monk obviously knows something about the Shaolin Temple, and the naïve Zen master let him guess it as soon as he made a move!

At this time, Yang San and the others finally arrived.

Looking at the Tibetan monk, Yang San smiled and said, "Isn't this Darba, no wonder you are so arrogant, why don't you go to serve your master, why did you come to Shaolin Temple!" ”

This Tibetan monk is the disciple of King Jinlun Dharma Darpa, on that day, he and King Jinlun escaped from Yang San, and received the edict of King Kublai Khan!

It turned out that King Jinlun reported the news after the defeat of the Lujiazhuang Heroes Banquet, so Kublai Khan invited the world's strange people to help him deal with the warriors of the Central Plains, and King Jinlun stayed by his side to protect his safety!

There was nothing to do, and I heard that the Shaolin Temple was stubborn and had not yet accepted Zhao'an, so he sent Darba to deal with the matter!

The zombie monster next to him is Xiaoxiangzi, a famous place in Xiangxi, who accepted Kublai Khan's invitation to come to serve, and in order to make a meritorious service, he recommended himself to come to Shaolin Temple with Darba!

At this time, the naïve Zen master also found that Abbot Tianming's arm had been broken, and couldn't help but say angrily, "Senior brother, who broke your hand?" ”

The abbot of Tianming was speechless in pain at this time, and the Sky Zen Master on the side said, "It's the Tibetan monk who made the vajra!" "He is the first Sky Zen Master of Dharma Hall!

As soon as Darba saw Yang San, his original arrogance disappeared all of a sudden, and he said in fear, "Yang... Poplar... Yang Guo, why are you here! ”

Yang San was confused, and obviously no one could understand the bald heads around him!

Darba knew that there were not many people in the Central Plains who could speak Tibetan, so he hurriedly turned around and shouted a few words, and soon a Han man in an official robe came from outside, first said a few words to Darba, and then translated it to Yang San and others in Chinese!

Yang San looked at Darba with a smile, this goods came quite timely, and said, "I have known several Zen masters for a long time, this time I heard that Shaolin is in trouble, and I came to help, but I didn't expect that it was you who embarrassed Shaolin!" ”

Darba took a few steps back, he was very afraid of Yang San at this time, if he knew that Yang San would come to Shaolin Temple, even if he was just passing by, he would not come to run this trip if he was killed!

Xiao Xiangzi on the side didn't know Yang San, seeing his young age, he only said that there was a very powerful elder behind him, and Darba would be so jealous of Yang San!

"Wu Na boy, today we are coming to Shaolin on the order of King Kublai Khan, I advise you not to meddle in your affairs!"

In the Condor World, Xiao Xiangzi was the only one who looked like a zombie, so Yang San guessed his identity early!

"Your Excellency must be Xiangxi Xiaoxiangzi!"

Xiao Xiangzi was taken aback, he rarely walked in the rivers and lakes, and he didn't want this young man to recognize him, so he asked curiously, "How do you know me?" ”

Yang San said with a smile, "Those who can grow into such a dignified face and love to swagger through the market with a coffin are no one else in the world, only Xiangxi famous Xiao Xiangzi!" ”。

Xiao Xiangzi couldn't hear that Yang San was scolding him, and immediately said angrily, "What a sharp-toothed young man, let me see who gave you the guts!" ”

Yang San's internal strength at this time was already at the top, and a broken coffin naturally hurt him, and with a blow of both fists, it was the "Great Demon Fist" in the "Nine Yin True Scripture", which directly shattered the coffin to pieces, but the strangest thing was that these fragments did not scatter and splash, but gathered in front of Yang San!