Yang Xiao was defeated by Mo Wen, so he could only watch Mo Wen's palm slap on his head, and subconsciously closed his eyes, but the imaginary pain did not come, and then only Mo Wen said: "How is it?" Is it true that my world has shifted? ”

Yang Xiao opened his eyes, met the eyes that seemed to be smiling, his heart was cold, and he immediately knelt down on one knee.

"Thank you for the grace of not killing! His Holiness is still on top of what Yang Xiao has learned, which is naturally true! Yang Xiao, the left envoy of light, has seen the sect leader! ”

He is also a thoughtful character, knowing that Mo Wen just now was not only a mastery to show the great shift of the world, but also a silent threat, so he naturally understood what he should do at this time, and immediately admitted Mo Wen's identity.

Seeing this, all the Mingjiao people behind him also knelt down on one knee and swore allegiance.

"You bastard, you dare to plot against your Uncle Zhou, Lao Tzu fought with you! ――”

Over there, Zhou Dian just shook his head and stood up, and was pressed down by the unspeakable and cold Qian behind him, they are not afraid of death, but they don't want to die in vain, if the current situation Zhou Dian calls Mo Wen to kill, then it is really wronged.

Zhou Dian originally wanted to struggle, but he fell silent after listening to the whispered explanations of the two, although he was reckless, he was not stupid, and finally reluctantly knelt down on one knee.

After solving the problem of Mingjiao, Mo Wen set his sights on those Shaolin monks again.

"What about you?"

"Amitabha!" The monks knew that they would not be spared, so they closed their eyes one after another, and one of them even shouted: "It's just a death, and you want me to give in." You demon dream! We are not those people who are greedy for life and afraid of death! ”

Hearing this, the faces of the people in the Ming Sect changed, but then they all bowed their heads and were silent, just now they were able to stand up for the first time, they had already left life and death behind. But at this time, after the ups and downs of life and death, under the ups and downs, I can no longer muster up the courage.

"Just a dead one?"

Mo Wen suddenly laughed, and then with a flick of his hand, a few cold rays of light went straight to several monks, and there was no flash.

At first, those monks only thought that they were some kind of secret weapons, and they went to die. But there was nothing to do, but after a while, several people changed their faces together. I only felt that my body was suddenly very itchy, and the people present saw that the monks suddenly roared, their eyes were red, and they tore their chest clothes indiscriminately. I can't wait to scratch my skin. Crazy and screaming desperately.

"Want to die? It's hard for you to die if you just want to, the power of this life and death talisman, you can enjoy it slowly for me! ”

In the roar of several monks regardless of their faces, Mo Wen said in a gloomy manner.

Seeing those monks who were usually highly respected rolling on the ground so shamelessly at this time, the martial arts people present were all trembling and shocked in their hearts.

But the next moment, everyone's faces changed, and they saw Mo Wen's palm upward with a slight force. A cloud of white gas erupted from his hand, and then froze into a puck. Mo Wen slapped the ice ball with his hand, and suddenly countless ice chips shot towards everyone, which was somewhat similar to the hidden weapon he had just shot.

The people kneeling on the ground just wanted to dodge, but the ice chips came quickly and quickly, and they were completely unguarded, how could they react for a while, and they were hit one after another, even if one or two people flashed over, but they were made up by Mo Wen casually, and in the end, everyone was hit by at least one ice chip, and the ice chip melted into the body, but everyone's hearts were tight.

"You have also fallen into the life and death talisman of the deity, if you don't want to be like them, just obediently do things for the deity, and then there will naturally be an antidote for you! Otherwise, they will be your fate! ”

Mo Wen's chuckle was particularly harsh in the screams of those monks, and the hearts of everyone present gradually fell to the bottom, looking at the tragic situation of those monks' life and death, their faces changed drastically, and their hearts were full of bitterness.

Two days later, the group of heroes who had completed their cultivation followed Mo Wen to kill directly, and Zhao Min's thousands of Mongolian soldiers and dozens of martial arts people left under the mountain were caught off guard and were immediately defeated.

Three months later, the Ming Sect armies in various places rose up one after another under the leadership of the Ming Sect General Altar and the help of martial arts people from various factions, and for a time the entire Jiangnan was full of beacon fires, and the imperial army was defeated and retreated, almost giving up the entire Jiangnan to the United States.

Shaolin Temple, yesterday's splendid ancient temple has become a Shura dojo today, the earth-shattering shouts of killing, corpses everywhere, the traces of the sword on the wall, surrounded by a group of people in the middle, looking at the golden body of the Buddha that has been stained red by blood, the Shaolin abbot who is covered in bruises is a sigh when he sees this.

"Doom! Doom! In the end, my Shaolin Temple still hasn't escaped the poisonous hands of the evil venerable, hundreds of years, the efforts of generations of abbots, is it still this result in the end? My Buddha is compassionate, why don't I save my disciples from the sea of suffering? ”

Kong Wen is close to ancient times, at this time he saw the tragic situation of Shaolin and couldn't help but cry like rain, and several Shaolin disciples standing in front of him were ashamed, and unconsciously lowered their heads, but more martial artists were disdainful, and saw that the leader suddenly stood up, pointed at Kong Wen with a knife and said: "Old bald donkey, today is your death, grandpa will send you on the road!" ”

"Amitabha!"

Empty news knows that the general trend is gone, and he does not resist, closes his eyes and waits for death.

The man was overjoyed when he saw this, this old monk was strong in martial arts, and there were already more than a dozen good hands folded in his hands just now.

Unexpectedly, he was pulled by a person from behind, and when the man looked back, it was a monk, and he suddenly said angrily: "Empty, if you want to turn against the water, aren't you afraid of the punishment of the evil venerable!" ”

This monk's martial arts are not under him, if he really starts to do it, I'm afraid it won't be good, although the man is drinking, but he is secretly on guard in his heart.

The monk shook when he heard the name of the evil venerable, but after glancing at Kongwen with his eyes closed, a few wisps of shame appeared in his eyes, and he still gritted his teeth and argued: "How can Senior Brother Kongwen also be a generation of high-ranking monks, you will leave him a whole corpse, and it is also a merit for you!" ”

"Merit?" When the big man heard this, he relieved his heart and laughed, "You traitor who betrayed Shaolin also deserve to talk about merit with me, I think if there is really any karma, you will die first!" At this time, I thought of the Buddha and remembered the merits, what did I do earlier! ”

Listening to the big man's words, there was a burst of laughter all around, only a few people from Shaolin Temple had sad faces, and Wei Nuodi didn't know what to say.

"You! - "Kongru's face turned red, and he wanted to do it on the spot, but he didn't know what he remembered, he raised his hand and put it down, and finally sighed, endured it, and watched as the big man chopped off Kongwen's head with a knife, and then grabbed it and walked out of the hall.

Followed the big man out of the Shaolin Temple, looking at the familiar grass and trees, empty but like a world, in less than half a month, a qiē is already a thing or a person, Shaolin Temple is gone, once those brothers died of death, descended, in a blink of an eye, the huge Shaolin, thousands of years of inheritance is extinct, I really don't know if the former Bodhidharma Patriarch expected today, and Shaolin will leave some fire.

Then he saw the big man walk up to a young man with the head of the empty voice, and fall down on one knee.

"Venerable, the empty news has been killed, and Shaolin has been exterminated by us!"

"Is it over?"

Mo Wen looked at Kongwen's head, but his face did not change in the slightest, and he said lightly: "Burn this place, these monks also have a bit of backbone, give them a cremation!" ”

"Yes!"

The person who was still showing off his might in front of Kongru just now, but he didn't even dare to breathe at this time.

Mo Wen was about to turn around and leave when he saw this, but suddenly remembered something again, turned around and said: "By the way, there are three old monks on the mountain, martial arts are okay, play with me for a while, you go and collect a corpse for them, it is rare to have a character who can accompany me a few hands, buy them a coffin, set up a tomb, and it will be a reward." ”

"Yes!" The big man's head was lowered.

And Kongru, who was walking towards this side, listened to this, but he trembled, his face was pale, and even the three uncles in the back mountain had passed away, it seems that Shaolin is really cut off, after all, he has been in Shaolin for many years, Kongru felt an inexplicable sadness welling up in his heart, his eyes were red, and he couldn't help but want to do it when he looked at the white-clothed young man who came over.

"Oh? Something? ”

Mo Wen seemed to sense something, and looked at Kongru is smiling slightly.

There was an inexplicable smile on the handsome face, which was supposed to be a kind smile, but it made Kong Ru feel cold, as if he had been splashed with a basin of cold water, a spirit, the original intention of revenge disappeared immediately, with a somewhat unnatural smile, and flattered: "Honor, lord, where are we going next?" ”

Mo Wen looked at Kongru, who was still red just now, suddenly became so well-behaved, but he smiled, looked at the sky in the distance, and gently spit out two words.

"Wudang!" (To be continued......)

PS: Thanks to the lazy monthly pass.

Make up the second update.