"In this way, the abbot of the wary heart, you have two sects of Buddhism and Taoism, and you are intent on not being able to get along with our martial arts!" Yue Rulei's face gradually sank, "I want to see how you can stop me!" Don't move, today, this master wants to try, can you personally step into the Shaolin Scripture Pavilion! ”

In fact, he could have mobilized people from other sects to attack Shaolin together, but he didn't.

Because, he wants to kill chickens and make an example of monkeys, and use Shaolin to give himself a new martial arts storyteller!

On the other hand, he has enough confidence in himself!

Without the ancestors of Buddhism and Taoism, he really felt that no one could stop him!

"Array!" The wary abbot let out a low snort.

Eighteen Shaolin tough guys, holding long sticks, like a gate, guard the hall.

"Eighteen Arhats?" Yue Rulei raised his long sword, and the sword light flew away.

Buzz!

At this time, the Scripture Pavilion seemed to be silent, but there was a deep atmosphere.

If it is at night, you will inevitably see the reflection of the Buddha's light coming from it.

Xing Feng's green tendons were exposed, his whole body was blazing, and he continued to absorb that trace of internal force, and he had reached the limit.

It's like a teapot, when the water is full, it overflows.

Otherwise, it's a broken bone!

"Duh!"

Suddenly, Xing Feng let out a long roar.

The eyes were slightly closed, like a lion awakening, and the essence was shining.

Whoa!

The breath in the body, like a river rushing, climbed to the extreme.

Rumble!

It erupted like a torrent, creating a circle of golden ripples of Buddha light.

The four masters were shocked a few feet away.

"Amitabha, you're done!"

"Thank you, four seniors!" Feeling the incomparably strong strength in his body, Xing Feng was secretly happy in his heart.

"Xing Feng, the ancient Zen relic, is the essence left by my Buddhist masters, containing the Buddha skills behind him, and now, all of them have been absorbed by you! Good, good! ”

"It's a pity that I couldn't break the bottleneck, and I was only one step away from being able to step into the realm of the emperor!"

"That's enough!"

In the realm of martial arts, above the king, he is the emperor!

Being able to reach the realm of the emperor is rare, and it is almost equivalent to standing at the highest level of martial arts.

One person is at the top, alone in the world!

And now Xing Feng is already the pinnacle of the king, and if he takes one step further, he can become a real powerhouse.

"Whether the two sects of Buddhism and Taoism can survive this catastrophe safely depends on you!" Kudu said deeply.

"Seniors, I will live up to expectations!" Xing Feng said.

"Go ahead!"

After a melodious sound, the four seniors disappeared.

Xing Feng saluted, turned around and walked out of the Scripture Pavilion.

Juekong outside, who had been waiting for a long time, was anxious, and when he saw him come out, he hurriedly greeted him: "Zhangjiao, are you okay?" Oh my God, your breath ......"

"What's going on now?" Xing Feng asked.

"I went to the front twice just now, and I was not optimistic!" Juekong said, "Yue Rulei is really a wolf's ambition, he actually wants to spy on the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and there is also a Dao Sect Peerless Learning!" ”

"Then kill his ambitions completely!"

"Commanding might!"

Boom!

In the lobby, the eighteen Arhats are wielding sticks, and every move and style contains extremely strong strength, as if they are about to beat the people in front of them.

But as Yue Rulei is the head of a faction, how can he be so easy to deal with?

Where the hand starts, there is the golden light galloping, which is more than the fierceness of the stick, and it adds a touch of cold murder.

"Is it endless?" He sneered, "Let you juniors, see the true swordsmanship of my Mountain Sword Sect!" ”

Airplanes!

The long sword buzzed, and the sword qi skyrocketed!

Like a long rainbow, it suddenly splits down.

Click, click, click!

Everywhere he passed, the sticks in the hands of the Shaolin disciples were all broken.

The formation of the Eighteen Arhats was instantly destroyed!

"Cangsong Sword Technique!" The wary abbot took a deep breath.

"Exactly!" Yue Rulei smiled smugly, "Wary abbot, do you want to give way?" ”

"Don't let it!" The wary abbot is categorical.

"Okay, then look at it!"

Swish!

Another flicker of sword light.

Yue Rulei's momentum became more and more ferocious.

Unceremoniously, the sword costs human life!

"Ahhh......hh

One by one, the Shaolin disciples, under his swordsmanship, were covered with scars and bloodstains, forming a bloody path.

"You dare to make a mistake!"

Seeing this, the wary abbot lifted the Zen staff in his hand and jumped up, stopping Yue Rulei's steps.

"Look for death!" Yue Rulei's eyes showed a fierce light, and a sword slashed down.

The figure of the wary abbot suddenly sank.

"We're here to help you!"

Yu Donnie Yen and Master Yun Ni hurriedly raised their palms and pressed them against the back of the wary abbot, blessed with internal force.

"Defeat and waste of time!"

Yue Rulei was full of contempt, and the internal force in his body was also surging, pouring into the sword body.

For a moment, his long sword was like a mountain pressing down.

The three of the wary abbot, Yu Donnie Yen, and Yun Ni Shitai had swollen red faces and clenched teeth, almost on the verge of collapse!

"Hahahaha, rubbish, it's all a bunch of rubbish! There are two sects of Buddhism and Taoism, without the two patriarchs, you are all wastes that cannot become a climate! Since you want to resist stubbornly, I will let you kneel down in front of everyone! Yue Rulei was extremely domineering, and under the heavy pressure, the three abbots of the wary heart finally couldn't support it, bent their knees, and knelt down towards the ground.

"Abbot!"

"Master!"

"Uncle Shi!"

The exclamation was raised, but at this moment, the bent knees of the three wary abbots began to rebound and stood up straight again.

"What?"

Yue Rulei's pupils shrank, unbelievable.

He had clearly crushed the other party, how could they still have the strength to fight back?

That's impossible!

Rumble!

The next moment, the momentum like a flash flood erupted in the hands of the self-vigilant abbot, instantly defeating Yue Rulei's power.

Pedal!

The pace retreated, and the ground was cracked.

"How so? You ......" Yue Rulei was surprised and puzzled.

"Dare to ask me to kneel down in the two doors of Buddhism and Taoism, and you can afford it?"

A huge palm print flew out from behind the three wary abbots and slashed towards Yue Rulei.

"Damn it!"

Yue Rulei hurriedly swung his sword and split the palm print.

A slap, but it was already close at hand, and it was thrown in his face.

Syllable!

The loud explosion once again shook Yue Rulei back two steps.

"Well done!" I don't know who it was, but I applauded and set off a chain reaction.

"What kind of person, so domineering?"

"As soon as he made a move, he shook Yue Zhangjiao back!"

"It's not just a shock retreat, Yue Zhangjiao clearly took a slap!"

"Could it be that the patriarch of Buddhism and Taoism has appeared......

Amidst all kinds of exclamations and suspicions, everyone's eyes were looking in the same direction.

"Haha, Boss, you're here!" Jade Donnie Yen was overjoyed.

"Boss, play well!"

"Amitabha, Amitabha ......"

Dressed in plain clothes, simple is no longer simple, but it is angry with mountains and rivers, like a pillar of optimus!

If it's not Xing Feng, who else could it be?

"Teacher? The head of the Daomen? ”

"Isn't it, when did the head coach change?"

"What's the situation, this is too young......"

After seeing Xing Feng's appearance clearly, his exclamation was even higher.

"Who are you?" Yue Rulei was shocked and angry.

"Sect Yue, are you a bad ear?" Yu Donnie Yen sneered, "I didn't hear it, we called him in charge, naturally he is the head of our Daomen!" ”

"Joke, the head of the Daomen, when did he change people?" Yue Rulei didn't believe it at all.

"Who says that the head coach can't be replaced? Could it be that what do we do, and we still need to report everything to you? Master Yunni said.

"The world's ridiculous!" Yue Rulei sneered again and again, "A hairy boy in his twenties can also be a teacher?" It seems that your Dao Sect is really getting more and more regressive, no wonder it is so unbearable! ”

"The Daomen hasn't regressed, I can't say, but your cheeks are really thick!" Xing Feng glanced at him lightly, raised his arm and said, "I slapped him down, and I didn't react at all, no wonder, Yue Zhangjiao can be a martial arts talker!" ”

"What did you say?" Yue Rulei's eyes widened, he didn't expect Xing Feng to humiliate him like this as soon as he opened his mouth.

Although he blocked it with his internal force in time just now, Xing Feng's slap did not really incite him in the face.

But in the eyes of outsiders, he just took a slap!

Shame!

It's a shame!

"Sect Master Yue, shouldn't you be knocked unconscious, you can't hear the words clearly? Otherwise, it's better to go back to your mountain sword to retire? ”

"Yes, look at your old and dizzy appearance, you are still a martial arts talker, and you are a toilet talker, it's almost the same!"

Yu Donnie and Yun Ni Shitai said sarcastically unceremoniously.

Previously, they were humiliated by Yue Rulei and had no place to embarrass themselves, but now that Xing Feng has finally come out, he naturally has full confidence!

Not to mention anything else, just talking about the slap just now, it can be seen that Xing Feng's strength has changed.

And the people of Shaolin are even more excited!

They don't know where Xing Feng came from and who he is, but there is no doubt that Xing Feng is their savior!

"This is really the head of the Dao Sect!"

"After the calf, I thought that Yue Zhangjiao was the talker, it was a sure thing, but I didn't expect that there would be variables!"

That slap was a solid slap for them!

"If I had known, I shouldn't have been on his side so early......"

Everyone in the other sects questioned Yue Rulei.

"What a Taoist sect leader, Yue Zhangjiao, why do you have to talk nonsense with him?" Ouyang Hanfeng stared at Xing Feng with a cold gaze, "Is it possible, just a little kid, you can't do it?" ”

"I'm just, a little surprised that the young people now, I don't know how thick the sky is!" Yue Rulei reacted and snorted, "Your name is Xing Feng, the new head of the Dao Sect, right?" Very good! You just asked me, let the two doors of Buddhism and Taoism kneel, I can't stand it, then I tell you now, I will let you, personally kneel in front of me to repent! ”

"Your mouth stinks so much that you didn't brush your teeth before you went out?" Xing Feng raised his eyebrows.

"You ......" Yue Rulei's lungs were about to explode.

I've seen arrogance, I've never seen such arrogance!

Again and again, again and again to speak and humiliate!

"Look for death!" Yue Rulei's face was pale, and he shouted in a low voice, and he slashed with his sword!

"Who has a sword to lend me a sword?" Xing Feng looked at Master Yunni and the others.

"Use mine!" Yun Qi raised his arm.

As soon as Xing Feng took it in his hand, Yue Rulei's sword light had already approached him.

Boom!

Sword light flies!

"It's the Cangsong Sword Technique again!"

"What Xing Feng uses should be their Daomen's Pure Heart Founder Sword Technique!"

"I don't know which one is stronger......"

The battle between the two immediately sparked a discussion among everyone.

"Cangsong swordsmanship? But that's not all! Yue Rulei suddenly jumped up, leaned back, and slashed from the top of his head to the end of his feet with a sword.

At this moment, the limit of the curvature of the body is shown to the extreme!

A crescent-like sword blade, straight to cut Xing Feng!

"The sword technique of blocking the river is the sword technique of blocking the river!"

"The Mountain Sword Sect has five major sword techniques, the pine is one, the river is two, and there are three styles behind!"

Bang dang!

The sword blade fell, and it did not stop, but grazed Xing Feng's body, leaving a deep mark on the wall behind him.

Xing Feng's sword is broken!

"What? The sword broke? ”

"Yue Zhangjiao has only used the second set of river-blocking swordsmanship, and Xing Feng can't bear it!"

"The level of this sect leader is too poor!"

"I thought it was a bull-breaking character, but I didn't expect that the beginning was the peak, and the back was vulnerable!"

"This is the strength of your Daomen?" Yue Rulei raised his eyebrows, "I can't even practice my own Pure Heart Founder Swordsmanship, and I have the courage to come out and swagger!" ”

"Indeed, this set of pure heart and square swordsmanship, I really don't practice enough heat!" Xing Feng nodded in agreement and casually threw the short sword aside.