A series of changes made everyone stunned, how strong are Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo? Who can't see the martial arts people from all walks of life who are watching? How powerful is Xiao Feng, the former leader of the beggar gang? No one dares to deny it. And these three people were in the hands of the Black Flag Sword God Zhuo Bufan, and before they even finished a move, they were killed and one was injured.

Compared with those stunned martial arts people, the five thousand gangs of the Black Flag Alliance saw their alliance leader showing their might, and they couldn't help shouting loudly, "The Black Flag Sword God is the first in the world!" The Black Flag Sword God is invincible in the world!! ”

And Mei Niang, at this time, looked at the back of 'Zhuo Bufan', and her eyes were already filled with tears. Gritting his teeth, he whispered to Ze Bhutan on the side: "The person who will appear later is the sworn enemy of the alliance leader!" Look at my gestures and rush up when the time comes! ”

Ze Bhutan was stunned, as the first leader of the Black Flag Alliance to follow 'Zhuo Bufan', Ze Bhutan knew the character of his alliance leader, and knew what the consequences would be after disturbing the 'Zhuo Bufan' alliance leader. With the invincible swordsmanship of his alliance leader, who else is his opponent? However, seeing the serious expression of Mei Niang, the hostess of the Black Flag League, Ze Bhutan nodded, "Shopkeeper Mei can rest assured that his subordinates know!" ”

The Liao State guards, who were killed and retreated, saw that Xiao Feng, the king of the Southern Courtyard, was injured and surrounded, and suddenly burst out with the fierceness of the Liao people who were as fierce as hungry wolves, and the only remaining more than 50 Liao State guards rushed to Xiao Feng's side, and a guard commander dragged the injured Xiao Feng onto the horse. desperately protected Xiao Feng to break out.

Seeing that his biological father was killed, Xiao Feng was angry, although his legs and hamstrings were picked, a pair of fleshy palms waved out the Dao dragon-shaped palm power again and again, and still knocked those martial arts people in all directions on their backs.

"Zhuo Bufan!! If I Xiao Feng doesn't die today!! Xiao must lead his troops to level your Black Flag Alliance!! ”

Ignored Xiao Feng's clamour. Lu Renjia sneered: "This seat is waiting for you!" ”

Under the cover of the 'Perception Domain', how could Lu Renjia not hear the order that Mei Niang gave to Ze Bhutan just now. Turning his head to look at Mei Niang, Lu Renjia said in a deep voice, "If you still have me as the master in your eyes!" Don't bother me! ”

looked at the gaze of 'Lu Renjia'. Mei Niang choked up and nodded, "Master..."

Retracting his gaze, Lu Renjia slowly walked in front of Abbot Xuanci and the others, all the people of Shaolin Temple, except for a few Xuanzi monks who saw through life and death, the rest of them saw 'Zhuo Bufan' come forward, and they were even more frightened and retreated.

Lu Renjia's eyes swept over the people of Shaolin Temple, the corners of his mouth outlined a disdainful smile, and he said to himself, "Old monk!" How long do you want to hide? Could it be that you want to watch this seat kill all the bald donkeys up and down the Shaolin Temple? ”

When the people of Shaolin Temple heard the words of 'Zhuo Bufan', some people were not strong-minded. He was already so frightened that he sat on the ground with a blank face. And a group of senior monks of the Xuanzi generation, you look at me, I look at you, I don't know which old monk is in the mouth of 'Zhuo Bufan'? After all, when 'Zhuo Bufan' went up the mountain before, he said that he would wait for the three old people, and when 'Zhuo Bufan' put the sword on Murong Fu's neck and shouted Murong Bo's name, everyone still felt ridiculous, but with the appearance of Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan, two masters of the rivers and lakes who should have been dead for decades, no one doubted what 'Zhuo Bufan' said.

As the abbot of Shaolin. Xuan Ci's eyes were closed, and he clasped his hands together and said, "All the sins of the Zhuo League Master are borne by the old man, please let the Zhuo League Master let go of the rest of the Shaolin Temple."

Looking at Abbot Xuanci, who was waiting for death with his eyes closed, Lu Renjia showed a disdainful smile on his face. After Xuan Ci, who committed the sexual ring, got along with Ye Erniang, who was in love for the first time, in order to keep his reputation, he gave a large breakup fee to send Ye Erniang away. There is no right or wrong way to say this. But Xuan Ci didn't stop Ye Erniang when she was crazy and slashed innocents, as if it had nothing to do with Ye Erniang. This kind of act. made Lu Renjia look down on him, "You will bear it?" Can you afford it? What can you afford for a man who can't even control his own woman? Ignoring the shocked look on Abbot Xuanci's face. Lu Renjia raised the 'Soul Devouring Sword' in his hand and said loudly: "That sweeping monk in the Scripture Pavilion! If you don't show up again, I'm afraid you'll have to leave the chickens and dogs in Shaolin Temple! ”

"Why did Amitabha Buddha benefactor force each other? The donor's martial arts are already the first poor monk in the world, asking himself if he is not your opponent! The abrupt sound came from the Shaolin Temple, and even the deafening shouting and killing sound on Shaolin Mountain was masked. This cultivation couldn't help but make everyone stunned.

I saw that a gray-robed monk walked out of the Shaolin Temple in a hurry.

Looking at the kind-eyed old monk in front of him, Lu Renjia sneered, "Kill you!" This seat can be called the real first in the world."

The sweeping monk didn't seem to care about the provocation of 'Zhuo Bufan', and put his hands together and said, "Amitabha Buddha Lao Qu has been in this Shaolin Temple, I don't know if it is sixty years or seventy years, the time is too long, Lao Qu can't remember Zhuo Shi's swordsmanship, it is rare for a poor monk in this life, even among the masters of the Xiaoyao School, no one can match Zhuo Shi, why is Zhuo Shizhu still so persistent?" ”

Seeing that the other party's oil and salt did not enter, Lu Renjia laughed softly, "I don't know if the old monk has ever heard of the Broken Void?" ”

The words of 'Zhuo Bufan' made a group of martial arts people like clouds and mountains of mist, and even some of the old martial arts celebrities frowned and thought, I don't know what this broken void is, with the status of 'Zhuo Bufan' today, I am afraid that he will definitely not open his mouth.

The four words of Shattered Void made the sweeping monk who was not shocked slowly open his eyes, and a trace of imperceptible excitement flashed in his cloudy eyes, "I didn't expect the donor to know such secrets, and the theory of Broken Void flowed to the Sui and Tang Dynasties, and there were countless innate masters at that time." It is said that only those who have great perseverance and great wisdom can reach the supreme realm of this broken void, and from then on, the physical body is beyond the world, the universe is free, and the spirit is immortal. ”

After killing the sweeping monk, the final goal, Lu Renjia returned to the real world, isn't it similar to the shattered void? Lu Renjia put on a proud appearance by himself, looking up at the sky at a forty-five degree angle, "Yes, when this seat pushed the seventeenth style of "Killing Sword", there was a hint of epiphany in the dark. As long as this seat unties all the knots in the heart. Maybe this seat will be able to reach the shattered void, leave this worldly mortal world, and be free in the universe! ”

"Hahaha, since this is the case, the poor monk will sacrifice his life to accompany the gentleman, as long as he can witness the birth of a strong man who shatters the void, the poor monk has no regrets in this life" laughed. The sweeping monk's rickety figure suddenly became extremely tall in the eyes of everyone, and the protective qi that slowly revealed it actually converged into the appearance of an Arhat Buddha.

This golden Arhat Buddha form protects the body. It was like an inflated balloon that swelled to ten feet, like a giant.

In front of the Arhat Buddha's protective body, he appeared. All the people in Shaolin Temple shouted the Buddha's name. The astonished Xuanzi monks did not expect that there was such a master hidden in the Shaolin Temple.

"Amitabha Buddha and the monks are profound, and the poor monks are ashamed", the abbot of Xuanci ordered a group of Shaolin disciples, "Cultivate to the disciples who have not reached the first-class realm, and return to the Shaolin Temple!" The rest of the people withdrew 100 meters with the poor monk! ”

Only then did a group of Shaolin disciples react that the competition between the two innate masters was not something that ordinary people could participate in, and it was in the apricot forest that day. The black sword of the Black Flag Sword God, in addition to slaughtering 10,000 elites of Western Xia, even the beggar gang was killed or injured more than half, but now the beggar gang is weak, so he has no choice but to swallow this dumb loss.

And today's battle can be said to be a battle that will be remembered in history. If the nameless monk of Shaolin Temple wins, then the identity of the leader of the Shaolin faction will be unbreakable. And if it's 'Extraordinary' wins. Then the Black Flag Alliance will surely win the world, and this 'extraordinary' will inevitably become a myth.

Lu Renjia looked at the incomparably condensed Arhat Buddha body protection qi that shrouded the sweeping monk, and flew back and retreated. smiled at Mei Niang and said, "You also retreat a little, this battle has been long-awaited by this seat!" I know you can understand."

"Lord master, if you die. Mei Niang swore to the death" Mei Niang, who couldn't cry, put down this sentence, and retreated far away with the Chinese people of Zebhutan.

Murong Fu, whose internal strength was abolished, could no longer raise the slightest thought of revenge for 'Zhuo Bufan', the enemy who repeatedly destroyed his great cause of restoring the country and abolished his internal strength. Deng Baichuan, Gongzhiqian, Bao Different, and Storm Evil also dragged their seriously injured bodies. wants to pull Murong Fu away.

"No, four brothers, I, Murong Fu, also want to see if that 'Zhuo Bufan' can really achieve the step of shattering the void," Murong Fu said softly.

"Son, I waited in that apricot forest, and I had seen the 'Killing Sword Thirteen' used by his 'Zhuo Bufan'. Under the sword that does not distinguish between me and me. There were almost no people and animals, if it weren't for the lives of our brothers, it was estimated that they would have died long ago, and the prince would have left the green mountains without worrying about no firewood! Bao Wei said bitterly.

Martial arts were abolished. Murong Bo died. And everything that the Murong clan has worked hard to manage has been made public by this 'Zhuo Bufan'. I am afraid that even if I return to Yanziwu, I will face the extermination of the army of the Song Dynasty, because although the Great Song Dynasty is now weak, the army of the Liao State is even more defeated and retreated, but the Great Song Dynasty will never allow such hidden dangers as the Murong family to exist in the rich Jiangnan.

With a wry smile, Murong Fu laughed miserably: "Leave the green mountains without worrying about the lack of firewood?" Today, my Murong family is defeated, don't talk about it, even if I, Murong Fu, am a waste now, but I also want to witness the birth of the martial arts myth! ”

In such a great battle between the past and the present, as a martial artist, no one wanted to leave, Deng Baichuan, Gongzhiqian, Bao Wei, and Fengbo Evil looked at each other, and they all saw the eyes of the other party who wanted to stay.

"Since the prince wants to see it, I will give up my life to accompany the old wind! Although Lao Feng can't wait to devour him alive for this 'Zhuo Bufan', if he can really shatter the void, Lao Feng will also say a word! After that, Feng Bo took care of himself and bandaged the sword on his body, and then raised the knife to protect Murong Fu's body.

Seeing that those people with low cultivation had retreated into the distance, and the first-class martial artists in the scene had also retreated a hundred meters, the sweeping monk looked serene, as if he was greeting an old friend softly, and smiled at Lu Renjia and said, "Lord Zhuo, the poor monk is ready!" ”

Lu Renjia glanced at the first-class martial artists who retreated more than 100 meters away, and there was no doubt that Shaolin accounted for nearly seventy percent. "Shaolin is worthy of the sect created by the Bodhidharma Patriarch, after this war, even if Shaolin is without you, Shaolin will not decline! Now that you're ready, I'm not going to leave my hands behind!! ”

The sword intent of the 'Dao Law Nature' continued to spread out, affecting every grass and tree around, and even the surrounding temperature dropped suddenly. Lu Renjia, who was holding the 'Soul Devouring Sword', was like a gust of wind, like a leaf, and seemed to merge with everything around him. (To be continued.) )