"The dragon elephant is like a god!"

"Yes!"

Seeing that the middle-aged warrior monk was rescued, the monk did not continue to chase after him, turned his head to look at the monk who took his punch, and said in strange Central Plains Chinese:

"Tantric Vajra Protector Vajrama, please advise!"

The old monk sighed, stepped forward and saluted:

"Please!"

In the next second, Moa was like a preying beast, instantly moving from static to moving, and the whole person fit and rushed over.

The old monk raised his hands, and his robe bulged, and Moa had already slammed into his bulging robe, making a muffled sound like a heavy bell being hit, and the bulging robe swelled to block him.

But after less than two seconds of stalemate, the bulging monk's robe exploded violently, countless pieces of cloth flew, Moa fit hit the old monk's body, a series of bones shattered into a sound, and the old monk's thin figure flew out sideways and fell to the ground, blood spilled on the ground.

"Master!"

Several middle-aged monks immediately rushed forward to hug the old monk, only to see that he was dead, his bones were broken I don't know how many, and his body was soft and hanging down from the ends of his hands like bones.

Seeing this, the Shaolin monks were grief-stricken, and the abbot Duxu Zen Master took a deep breath, folded his hands and said 'Amitabha Buddha' repeatedly, looking at Shenhui Zen Master without squinting, there was no sadness or joy on his face, and he said in a deep voice:

"National teacher, it's over!"

Shenhui National Master smiled slightly and said:

"It is common for the abbot to take it to heart, Moanai I Esoteric Vajra Sect Protector Vajra, the dragon elephant has been cultivated to the ninth layer, but I want to cultivate to the tenth layer is still a little hot, I heard that the Shaolin Temple's Yi Jin Sutra has the ability to forge bones, I don't know if the abbot is willing to borrow a look?"

After he finished speaking, the hearts of the Shaolin monks sank, and the Shenhui National Master finally showed up and revealed his true purpose.

Without any hesitation, the abbot shook his head:

"The national teacher is too strong and difficult for others, and the Yijin Sutra is the magic of this temple and the temple, and it is never watched by outsiders."

The Divine Wisdom National Master was not angry, but just pressed his hand to his mouth and coughed lightly, and Namoa immediately shouted:

"I would like to ask this master to give advice!"

He pointed to an old monk, this old monk is obviously the kind of monk who specializes in Buddhism, with high seniority and high internal strength, but he is not good at fighting, and he has no combat experience at all.

It's just that they can't be allowed to retreat at this time, and the Mongolian division besieges Shaolin, forcing them to fight.

The old monk sighed, stood up with a resolute face, and folded his hands:

"Please..."

Outside the Shaolin Temple, outside the tall gatehouse is a huge square, now the gatehouse has been blocked by the Yuan army, a row of Yuan soldiers with shields outside, a row of spears in the back, and then a row of archers, who are confronting the Shaolin lay disciples from all over the square.

There are a large number of Yuan soldiers, there are thousands of soldiers at the gate alone, and the mountains are full of Yuan soldiers, and in the event of a battle, tens of thousands of troops can be transferred from all over the country at any time to reinforce.

On the ground in front of the gatehouse, dozens of corpses full of arrows have been poured down, all of which have been killed by random arrows, which is also the main reason why the Shaolin lay disciples dare not act rashly.

Ye Chen had already rushed over at this time, looked at the Yuan soldiers in the square, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he separated everyone and walked towards the gatehouse.

"Stop!"

An officer in armor shouted, pointed a knife at Ye Chen, and shouted:

"One step further and shoot arrows to death!"

He turned a deaf ear and continued to step forward, and the junior officer waved decisively:

"Shoot!"

In the next second, dozens of arrows flew out and fell, most of them missed, but seven or eight shots were shot at him but popped out, and the little officer's face changed, and he immediately shouted:

"Ten thousand arrows are fired, and the crossbow is ready."

In an instant, the sound of bowstrings was continuous, and thousands of arrows turned into a black shadow and fell.

In the rain of arrows in the sky, an exceptionally loud buzz sounded, and a steel crossbow arrow as thick as a spear shot into Ye Chen like lightning, and with a 'bang', it exploded into countless fragments of fine iron, and a series of 'pop' explosions on the ground burst out countless small pits, and he didn't even pause to continue moving forward.

Seeing this scene, the young general's eyes were about to pop out:

"How is this possible?"

Ye Chen didn't care how surprised he was, he just reached out and grabbed the broken monk's robe on his body, tore it off and threw it aside, there was only a little white spot where the crossbow arrow hit his chest, and it was disappearing quickly.

Strode to the front of the gatehouse, and the Yuan soldier at the front raised his knife and slashed.

"Bell!"

His head sparked everywhere, and a palm shot out like lightning, slashing his Yuan soldiers as if they were blown up by a cannonball, and the whole person exploded on the spot, even the people with armor and broken bones, and the shredded flesh flew like bullets to explode the surrounding Yuan soldiers screamed in pain.

What is the concept of the power of seven or eight hundred tons? Hitting the human body is no different from being hit head-on by a cannonball, it is directly shattered bones, and no one can stop it.

The twelve-layer dragon elephant is not only giving him terrifying physique and strength, but the speed is not much slower, although it is not comparable to the increase in strength, but it is not comparable to these small soldiers, only to see that every time he takes a step forward, the Yuan soldiers who rush up next to him will explode the whole person, only ten steps out to the gatehouse, he has turned into a hell of flesh and blood, flesh and blood are all over the ground, and there is no complete corpse.

Ignoring the frightened Yuan soldiers around him, Ye Chen looked up at the stairs behind the gatehouse, and the Yuan soldiers on the stairs, his face without a trace of blood showed a trace of cruelty, and he raised his legs and walked up.

The dragon elephant was raised to the twelfth layer, not only the body was reborn again, but also gave birth to a new ability, which seems to be derived from the physical body, the body automatically produced a kind of power, which can block dust and so on falling on the body, he walked all the way through the blood rain sprinkled, but not a trace fell on him, and now it is still clean and refreshing as if he had just taken a bath.

Normally, it took Ye Chen twenty-seven minutes to walk from the mountain gate to the mountainside temple, but this time it also took him twenty-seven minutes, but in addition to walking, he also killed a Yuan soldier every step he took.

There are 999 steps from the mountain gate to the mountainside into the temple gate, he killed 999 Yuan soldiers, one no more and one no less, a group of Yuan soldiers standing at the temple gate watched him spotless and walked up the mountain on the flesh and blood, it seemed that there was no trace of ferocity, but no one dared to step forward, obviously the scorching sun was shining during the day, everyone felt like falling into an ice cave, chills, no one dared to stop it.

Carrying his hands behind his back, he passed through the hundreds of yuan soldiers, and no one dared to shoot at him, and when he entered the temple, most of the yuan soldiers immediately bent down on the ground and vomited.

In the hall of the Great Hero, the corpses are all over the field, the Buddha sits down in the hall, there are ten monk corpses lying down, in the center of the hall, Moa is covered with blood like a Shura from hell, he is lying at his feet a monk corpse wearing a yellow robe, half of his body shoulders have been deaf, the chest of the monk's robe has been broken, revealing a huge bloody handprint.