"Everyone, can any of you stop Ding Chunqiu?"

"Nope. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"Can any of you keep the Shaolin Temple?"

"Nope."

"Then why not evacuate?"

"Amitabha, Lord Qin is sincere, I am grateful, but the poor monk has ordered the junior disciples in the temple to go to their own futures, as for these old bones, I don't want to leave, so please forgive Lord Qin."

"Yes, Master Qin, I am grateful for your high righteousness, but Shaolin Temple, as the head of the six major factions in the Central Plains, must not flee without a fight."

Seeing that these people are already determined to live and die with Shaolin Temple, they can't be persuaded at all, and Qin Jihuan is helpless, what can I do?

Shaolin Temple is not a true religion, there is also a Wang Chongyang who can make Ding Chunqiu jealous, this Shaolin Temple is far stronger than its strength, how can he protect it?

The next day, the Xingzhu faction came to the foot of Shaomu Mountain, but they did not attack immediately, but camped on the spot and rested at the foot of the mountain with a swagger.

"Alas,"

Looking at the Shaolin Temple, which was empty except for Xuan Ci's generation, Qin Jihuan sat on the roof of the Daxiong Treasure Hall, and couldn't help sighing, but he secretly cursed in his heart, "These bald donkeys"!

Approaching evening, the sky had darkened slightly, and the Xingzhu Sect under the mountain finally moved, and with Ding Chunqiu's order, the disciples of the Xingzhu Sect led by Ah Qing and Ah Zi rushed up like a tide.

"Stop!!"

Qin Jihuan stood alone at the door of Shaolin Temple, making his last effort.

"It's you again!?"

Ding Chunqiu jumped out of the crowd and said with an unkind face,

"Break the army! You don't have to make an inch! ”

"This, Lao Ding, I can't help it, who let Shaolin Temple be kind to me, why don't we discuss?"

Qin Jihuan smiled bitterly and said, facing this group of fierce and vicious Star Sect disciples, he also knew that he was just doing useless work.

"Fart! Ah Qing Ah Zi! Attack me!! Destroy the Shaolin Temple!! ”

Sure enough, this time Ding Chunqiu ignored Qin Jihuan's mediation, but directly ordered to take the lead in killing Qin Jihuan.

"Kill!!"

The disciples of the Star Sect did not hesitate, and they were about to rush into the Shaolin Temple.

"Stop it all for Lao Tzu!!"

Qin Jihuan saw that Ding Chunqiu didn't give face at all, and insisted on destroying Shaolin, so he also shouted angrily, and threw out several grenades directly into the crowd!

"Boom!"

After the first few people in front of the general rushed to turn over on their backs, Qin Jihuan shouted,

"I have the Tiangang Five Thunder made by Ouchi in my hand, who dares to take a step forward!!"

"Break the army! You're looking for death. ”

Ding Chunqiu saw that Qin Jihuan dared to act like this, and couldn't help but say with an unusually ugly face.

"Humph! Ding Chunqiu, I really can't beat you, but you must know that I can slaughter all of your men! ”

"How dare you !?"

"Why don't you dare?"

Qin Jihuan raised his eyebrows and said without giving an inch,

"I said, Shaolin Temple is kind to me, if you insist on destroying Shaolin, I will make your Star Sect restless from now on!"

As Qin Jihuan's categorical words landed, there was a strange silence at the scene, no one dared to speak loudly, and they were all waiting for Ding Chunqiu's decision, and only Ah Zi, who was separated from Ding Chunqiu, stared at Qin Jihuan with a pair of beautiful eyes, and kept circulating, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Amitabha."

Just when Ding Chunqiu's face was blue and he was undecided, the Shaolin Temple suddenly opened its door, and under the leadership of Abbot Xuanci, a group of old monks came out of the crowd and came to Qin Jihuan's side, and after respectfully saluting him, Xuanci suddenly turned his head and said to Ding Chunqiu,

"Ding Shizhu, Lao Qu Xuanci, lick as the abbot of Shaolin Temple, today your Xingzhu faction hit me Shaolin, in fact, it is just a battle of will, it is better to have a game between Lao Qu and Ding Shizhu, if I Shaolin loses, when the temple is closed for ten years, I don't have to ask about the rivers and lakes, how about it?"

"Abbot!"

"The Qin donor doesn't need to persuade him anymore, Shaolin is grateful for the great grace of the donor, but this matter will be solved by Shaolin himself after all."

Knowing that Xuan Ci was already determined to die, Qin Jihuan opened his mouth and said no more.

"Hahahaha! Good! Xuan Ci, Shaolin is worthy of being a thousand-year-old faction, and he has courage! ”

Ding Chunqiu, who had been forced by Qin Jihuan to ride a tiger before, finally found the bottom of the steps after seeing Xuan Ci appear, so he laughed and agreed to Xuan Ci's proposal.

After all, if he really provoked Qin Jihuan and hid in the dark and killed his Star Sect until he was the only one left, the commander of the light pole, then what was the point?

Qin Jihuan and other Shaolin monks retreated at the same time, and the Xingzhu faction also retreated a lot under the leadership of Aqing and Zi, vacating the venue and handing it over to these two masters.

However, Qin Jihuan, who knew that Xuanci only had a congenital Xiaocheng realm, was full of lamentation, in this case, he was already powerless, in order to protect Shaolin, the abbot of Xuanci would definitely die.

"Amitabha, this is my own choice for Senior Brother Xuanci, and Master Qin is not as good as mind."

As if he saw what Qin Jihuan was thinking, Xuan Yan on the side suddenly said a word of comfort.

"I know."

Qin Jihuan, who was in a bad mood, did not speak again, but stared at the two people in front of him, wanting to see how Xuan Ci responded.

"Bald donkey takes over!"

Ding Chunqiu, who was still domineering, took the lead and slammed into Xuan Ci with a palm, and Xuan Ci raised his hand unhurriedly and used the stunt of a thousand hands.

"Carving insect skills!"

Faced with Xuan Ci's extremely fast palm, which made people unable to see the virtual and real at all, Ding Chunqiu snorted coldly, and slapped it with all his strength, which shocked Xuan Ci to take a big step back.

One force will drop ten times, no matter how exquisite Xuan Ci's palm technique is, it can't make up for the gap in the skills of the two.

"Die!"

Seeing that the palm technique was violently broken by Ding Chunqiu, and then he took a palm directly to his chest, Xuan Ci also met it with a solemn palm, and collided with Ding Chunqiu's palm.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, the two of them stood directly in place and competed in internal strength.

"Alas, Xuan Ci is dead."

Qin Jihuan sighed slightly, turned his head, and sure enough, it didn't take long for Ding Chunqiu's wild laughter to come,

"Hahahaha!! Shaolin Temple has been closed for ten years! Let's go!! ”

"Abbot!!"

Seeing that Ding Chunqiu had left with the Star Sect, Xuan Nan and the others all wailed, rushed forward, and helped Xuan Ci who fell to the ground.

"Inform Wuzun, no, don't take revenge."

With the last of his strength, Abbot Xuan Ci said his last words, Xuan Nan and the others all nodded yes with tears in their eyes, but Qin Jihuan on the side was puzzled when he heard this, who is Wuzun? Who would dare to use such a domineering name?

"Amitabha."

Xuan Ci had passed away, and after Xuan Ci and others forcibly endured their grief and cremated him, they followed Xuan Ci's previous decree and directly ordered the mountain to be closed.

"Master Xuan, it's time for me to say goodbye, but who is the Wuzun in the mouth of Abbot Xuanci?"

Before leaving, Qin Jihuan couldn't help but ask Xuan Nan. (To be continued.) )