Zuo Lengchan was shocked by Minghe, and Dongfang raised his hand to kill two Taibao in seconds, and now there are only eight Taibao left in the Songshan faction.

The pressure of the Eight Great Taibao is huge, just the elders of the Sun Moon God Sect and the hall master can join forces to kill the eight of them, and there is also a Let Me Do and Xiang Wentian to help.

Escape! It's basically impossible, will Minghe and Dongfang Undefeated, who are watching the play from the sidelines, agree?

The eight of them now have to fight to the death with the Songshan disciples and delay the time.

They don't believe in the Sun and Moon Divine Sect's large-scale attack on the mountain, and the Shaolin Society has not noticed, even if the Shaolin Temple doesn't want to save them, but because of the reputation on the rivers and lakes, they will have to take action.

It is true that after the Shaolin Temple saw that the Sun Moon Divine Sect was attacking the Songshan faction, it did not immediately send people.

After discussion, the high-level leaders of the Shaolin Temple agreed to help Songshan, but they delayed for a while, they wanted to teach the Songshan faction a little lesson, and let the Songshan faction share a little.

It was precisely because of the delay of the high-level of the Shaolin Temple that Zuo Lengchan died tragically and the Songshan faction was seriously injured.

"Sect Master, Madam, there is a move on the side of Shaolin Temple, Fang Sheng, the junior brother of the abbot of Shaolin Temple, came to support the Songshan faction with a group of warrior monks, and the four owners have already fought with the Shaolin team of men and horses."

The four friends of Meizhuang had already been arranged by the East to go to the vicinity of Shaolin Mountain to monitor the actions of Shaolin Temple. As soon as the Shaolin Temple made a move, Huang Zhong Gongma asked people to come back to report the situation!

"Minghe, let's go to Shaolin Temple first!" Dongfang said.

If you want to capture the Songshan Sect, it is very simple for the Sun Moon Divine Sect, only the Five Peaks Sword Sect can unite to compete with the Sun Moon Divine Sect.

However, if you want to capture the Shaolin Temple, it is a challenge for the Sun and Moon God Sect.

"Father-in-law, the Songshan faction will be handed over to you, and Dongfang and I will deal with the Shaolin side."

Minghe looked at the Songshan Taibao who was holding a Songshan Taibao in his hand and absorbing his skills.

"You kid don't worry, Songshan doesn't need you to make a move on these miscellaneous fish, you can rest assured if you hand them over to the old man! Don't kill all the people in Shaolin Temple, leave a few for the old man to absorb his skills! ”

Let me do it now, he waved his hand, and motioned for Minghe to leave.

At this moment, the defeat of the Songshan faction has been decided, the disciples are seriously killed and injured, and there are less than thirty percent left, and there are still four Songshan Taibao left.

Minghe and Dongfang directly took away half of the people, and Songshan handed it over to the four hall masters and Xiang Wentian to do their own thing.

Minghe and Dongfang took the lead with light skills, letting the Ten Elders follow behind with those sect members.

When Minghe and Dongfang arrived, Huang Zhonggong and the four of them were downwind and were pressed and beaten by Fang Sheng of Shaolin Temple.

A cadre of sectarians was also seriously injured by the Shaolin Temple monks, but no one died, all because the Shaolin Temple monks basically used sticks, and the reason why they were not allowed to kill.

"Subordinate, I've seen the sect leader and his wife!"

After Huang Zhonggong and the four of them saw Minghe and Dongfang coming, they hurriedly withdrew from the battlefield and saluted Minghe and Dongfang.

Ming He glanced at Fang Sheng, and directly attacked Fang Sheng like a tiger descending from a mountain.

Anyway, looking at Minghe who was attacking him, he didn't dare to despise it, from Minghe's momentum, he could feel that Minghe's strength was not bad.

Just when Ming He's iron fist was about to reach Fang Sheng, the rosary in Fang Sheng's hand wrapped around Ming He's arm, making Ming He's arm unable to advance a single inch.

Minghe's internal force all converged on his arm, and as soon as the internal force shook, the rosary in Fang Sheng's hand was shaken, and the wooden beads flew in all directions, injuring many people.

However, most of the wooden beads hit Fang Sheng, and Fang Sheng took a few steps back to stabilize his body.

"Your Excellency is the benefactor of Minghe, and he is really young and promising as he said on the rivers and lakes, and his strength is extraordinary!" Fang Sheng clasped his hands together.

"Monk, I also feel that I am a young and promising young man."

Ming Hehou praised himself shamelessly, which made Dongfang and Fang Sheng and the four friends of Meizhuang feel dark.

Young? Outstanding youth?

These two words have nothing to do with Minghe, Minghe's reputation in the rivers and lakes is very good, killing people without blinking, and doing it if they don't agree with each other.

"Minghe, don't talk so much nonsense!"

Dongfang looked at Minghe and felt embarrassed.

She asked herself how she liked Minghe, maybe it was because of Minghe's shamelessness!

"Okay!"

Minghe nodded, gathered the internal force on his fingertips, and used his fingers as a sword to launch an offensive towards Fang Sheng.

Fang Sheng thought that Minghe's fingering, because the fist method restrained the fingering, he attacked Minghe with one punch.

One punch! One finger!

The two collided together, and the wind blew wildly.

"Click!" There was a sound, and it was clearly the sound of bones breaking.

However, it did not come from Ming He's fingers, but from Fang Sheng's fist.

Let's not explain that the internal force of the river is higher than that of Fang Sheng, but let's explain the physique of the river!

Minghe's Emperor Yang Golden Body is not comparable to Fang Sheng's mortal body.

Ming He slammed his strength at this time, and the internal force in Ming He's body instantly poured out and crushed towards Fang Sheng.

A finger print was dented on Fang Sheng's fist, Fang Sheng was instantly shocked back, this time Ming He didn't want to give Fang Sheng a chance to breathe like before.

Before Fang Sheng could stand firm, Ming He's fist attacked Fang Sheng's chest again.

Ming He's fist smashed on Fang Sheng's chest, and a fist mark was obviously recessed, and this punch knocked Fang Sheng seven or eight feet away.

"Ahem!"

Fang Sheng coughed up and fell to the ground, coughing up a mouthful of blood, he looked at Minghe, his eyes were full of fear, and he said with a sigh of relief: "You...... Are you really ...... Master! ”

"Grandmaster? Haha, it seems that we told you about the Shaolin Temple a long time ago, but you don't believe it. Minghe smiled with his hands.

"How is the Grandmaster? Do you think that you alone can make us surrender? Cannot...... Ahem! Before Fang Sheng could speak, he coughed up blood again.

"I don't know how many innate peak masters you have in Shaolin Temple, but for me, killing the innate peak realm is as simple as slaughtering pigs and dogs!"

As soon as Minghe finished saying this, the four friends of Meizhuang were a little embarrassed, they are congenital masters!

"You ......" Fang Sheng was speechless by Ming He's anger.

As soon as Fang Sheng was defeated, he was immediately counterattacked on the battlefield.

The warrior monks of Shaolin Temple, who originally had the upper hand, fell behind in an instant.

As soon as Minghe and Dongfang made a move, the Shaolin warrior monk was dead, Minghe relied on sword energy, and Dongfang stood still, waving his sleeves and launching an embroidery needle.

Although the four friends of Meizhuang do not have the strength of Minghe and Dongfang, they are not something that those Shaolin monks can resist.

When hundreds of Shaolin warrior monks and the ten elders arrived with their men and horses, the battle was already nearing its end. Either they were killed or captured alive, but the death rate accounted for sixty percent.

Now that the people and horses have gathered, Minghe and Dongfang have directly marched to Shaomu Mountain.

Before the monks of Shaolin Temple could react to what was going on, the Sun Moon Divine Sect had already attacked Shaomu Mountain and came to the outside of Shaolin Temple.

If it weren't for the Shaolin Temple not being on guard, the Sun Moon Divine Sect would not have easily attacked Shaomu Mountain.

The reason why the Shaolin Temple is not on guard is because they are all attacking the Songshan faction with all their strength for the Sun and Moon God Sect, how can they have the spare strength to attack the Shaolin Temple, and they also sent people and horses to support.

It's a pity that the Shaolin Temple didn't expect that the Songshan faction would be so vulnerable in front of the Sun Moon God Sect, and their so-called support was also intercepted halfway.

The abbot of Shaolin Temple, Fang Zheng, learned that the people of the Sun and Moon God Sect were blocking the door, and hurriedly walked out with a group of high-level officials of Shaolin Temple.

Master Fang Zheng saw the portrait of Ming He, and recognized Ming He at a glance, he bent down slightly at Ming He and said:

"Lao Wei Fang, I have seen the donor of Minghe!

I don't know what the donor of Minghe has to do with my Shaolin Temple today? ”

Fang Zheng This is a typical knowingly asked, the ultimatum was given to the Shaolin Temple, and he came with so many people, as long as he is not a fool, he can understand what Minghe is here for.

"I said I came to burn incense and worship the Buddha, do you believe it?" Minghe said with a smile, since Fang Zheng likes to play like this, Minghe will play with him.

"Amitabha! If the benefactor of Minghe is sincere in worshiping the Buddha, the old man will naturally welcome it very much. If not, please ask the Minghe donor 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 heard Minghe'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 Minghe was able to bring people here, his junior brother must be more than lucky.