The two brothers, Remnant Horror and Remnant Frost, although they have cultivated the Shaolin stunt Iron Cloth Shirt, in the eyes of Xiao Yuanheng, the top master of the innate level of martial arts, they are just two ants. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info don't even have to do it themselves, they directly control their minds, and let them suffer the fruits of their own hardships and receive the punishment they deserve.

On the contrary, it is the powerful Vajra Gong, which is a bit interesting. By the standards of the Dahao world, it can be regarded as having a first glimpse of the threshold of the grandmaster. Therefore, Xiao Yuanheng casually used Yicheng strength and tried his trick with Shui Yunzhang. It's a pity that in the end, I realized that I still overestimated this evil monk.

At this moment, Xiao Yuanheng stepped out of the gate of the bathhouse and was immediately surrounded by dozens of non-killing disciples. When Xiao Yuanheng saw their dress, he naturally immediately guessed their identities.

If not killing the disciples is just such a thing, then ...... Why bother to go up to Wudang Mountain, report any news, and give any warning? Just take a shot here, kill all the disciples who don't kill him, and everything will be fine?

It's just that before you make a move, you have to make sure you recognize it first, so as not to get the wrong object, which is not good. Therefore, Xiao Yuanheng deliberately stopped and said a few more words to this group of evil monks.

Hearing Xiao Yuanheng's direct admit, in fact, the group of disciples around him who did not kill the disciples were surging in the crowd. There were more than a dozen monks dressed in yellow who should belong to the grandchildren of the non-killing disciples, and they even carried weapons and cursed at Xiao Yuanheng. One by one, they are about to step forward and do it.

The monk who was dressed in red and asked Xiao Yuanheng seemed to be the leader of this group of disciples who did not kill. His face was gloomy, and he pressed his hand weakly, signaling everyone to be less restless. Then he asked in a deep voice: "Boy, you are so bold that you dare to kill our senior brother." Hmph, do you know who we are?"

Xiao Yuanheng smiled faintly and said, "Well, where did you get out of the cow ghosts, snakes, snakes, and snakes, I really don't know." That being the case, it seems that you guys are a bit of a doorman. Then report yourself to the door. ”

The red-clothed monk shouted: "We are the national teachers of the Great Yuan Dynasty, and we do not kill the disciples of the holy monks. This time, it was at the behest of the imperial court to exterminate the thieves. Boy, looking at your appearance, most of them are not ordinary people, right? Could it be that after some kind of dignitary? Hmph, don't think that if the government has a backer, it can have no fear. If you dare to kill our senior brothers, no matter if you are a second-grade or third-grade official, you will still be dead!"

"Hehe, it turns out that you are really apprentices who don't kill. ”

Xiao Yuanheng smiled again, and Shi Shiran said, "However, you guessed wrong. First, I don't have any backers in the court. Second, I'm not a dignitary. ”

The red-clothed monk was stunned, and faintly felt that something seemed wrong. "Who are you?"

Xiao Yuanheng didn't answer, just shook his right hand. A red cloth band flew out of the sleeve. Slowly, methodically, he pulled up his hair that was scattered over his shoulders and tied it with this red cloth band.

Although he didn't speak, Xiao Yuanheng's move had already expressed his identity. In an instant, the surrounding disciples who didn't kill the disciples widened their eyes one by one, and shouted in unison: "Red Turban Army! Red Turban Army! He is the anti-thief of the White Lotus Sect!"

Strictly speaking, the Red Turban Army may not be the White Lotus Sect. Let's say Xu Shouhui. He ranked second in power among the anti-Yuan rebels in the world, second only to the Longfeng regime of the Great Song Dynasty of the White Lotus Sect before Bianliang was defeated, and far better than Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhang Shicheng.

The army under Xu Shouhui, like the army of the Longfeng regime of the Great Song Dynasty, also wore red scarves and red flags. But he was not a follower of the White Lotus Sect, and he never listened to the command of King Xiaoming.

However, this difference is only clear within the rebel army. As for the court, who cares so much about you? Anyway, it's just a thief.

The reason why the red-clothed disciple who didn't kill talked to Xiao Yuanheng before was because he was afraid that this young man had some great background and couldn't afford to provoke him.

You must know that although this monk keeps saying that what is not killed is the Great Yuan National Teacher, even if it is a second-grade or third-grade official, he will not pay attention to it. But in fact, what can not be taken into account by the court officials is just not to kill themselves. The disciples under him don't have that power. If you offend some dignitaries, you still can't eat and walk around.

However, since Xiao Yuanheng has expressed his identity as a Red Turban Army, it doesn't matter. In an instant, I saw this red-clothed evil monk with a cruel smile on his face, and shouted loudly: "It turned out to be a thief! Then there is no mercy for killing! ”

When it was too late, eighteen evil monks dressed in yellow, each carrying a stick, came out of the crowd separately, advancing or retreating, forming two circles, divided into two layers, inside and outside, and surrounded Xiao Yuanheng. Looking at this posture, it can be seen that it is the world-famous eighteen Arhat formations of Shaolin Temple.

The Eighteen Arhat Formation has always had a good name in the martial arts, and Xiao Yuanheng has also admired it for a long time. If the eighteen people in front of him were all at the level of a great grandmaster, then Xiao Yuanheng wouldn't mind making a move with them to test the essence of this formation.

However, the eighteen people in front of him all belonged only to the grandchildren of the disciples who did not kill. The cultivation is low, and it is not worth a damn. If you fight alone, even the residual frost that has only been trained into the lower layer of the iron cloth shirt is much stronger than these eighteen people. So......

Eighteen ants add up, and they are still eighteen ants, and it is impossible to become eighteen tigers at all. Ten percent of the power of the Luohan Array, this group of non-killing disciples can exert half of it, even if it is beyond the level. In this case, where is Xiao Yuanheng still interested in entangled with this group of ants.

The three heads of Residual Frost, Residual Horror, and Residual Thoughts are actually not bad in strength. was able to catch the three of them all, which shows that Xiao Yuanheng's cultivation is also quite extraordinary. Those who did not kill the disciples, although they shouted and shouted to kill, were actually very cautious. I saw them spin left in the outer circle and turn right in the inner circle, back and forth, constantly wandering. It's getting faster and faster, and it's dazzling to watch. Looking at the appearance, it is to use this to interfere and lure the enemy to expose flaws, so that he can take advantage of the gap and criticize the trouble.

Xiao Yuanheng chuckled faintly, and raised both palms at the same time. The Phoenix Emperor Divine Fire was born immediately in response to the thought. In an instant, a wave of boiling heat emerged from between the palms of the hand, and at the same time scattered in all directions. Within a radius of 100 steps, the temperature rises rapidly. Everyone present felt as if they were in a sea of fire, and the heat was unbearable. Such cultivation is simply shocking and unfathomable.

The monk in the red monk's robe, the pupils of his eyes suddenly contracted, and shouted, "Don't give him a chance to make a move." Eighteen Arhats, kill me, kill!"

The screams rang out, shouting and killing the sky. The eighteen disciples who did not kill did not hesitate any longer, and at the same time rushed forward to smash the enemy in front of them into meat sauce. Xiao Yuanheng laughed loudly, and slapped his palms to the ground at the same time.

Phoenix Emperor Fire Cloud Palm - Earth Fire Burning Plains!

It was too late to say that it was too fast, and within a radius of 100 paces, it was all covered by raging fire. The surging fire clouds are divided into thousands of hands, blazing and arrogant, pervasive, and indestructible. All the disciples present were not missing, and they were all densely besieged by countless fire cloud palms from the south, south, and northwest at the same time, and there was no way to dodge or parry.

At the moment of life and death, the strength and weakness of each person's cultivation are clear at a glance, and there is no way to hide it. Those who were slightly worse in cultivation were burned to ashes on the spot, and their bones were gone. Those who have cultivated a little higher can do their best and rely on the internal strength of their true qi that they have cultivated all their lives, and endure and resist with patience.

In a matter of moments, the Fire Cloud Palm had come to an end. Xiao Yuanheng pumped his arms upwards at the same time, pulling up all the remaining fire. Countless thin wires of fire twisted with each other, converging into a huge rocket, soaring into the sky, and then "bang~" exploded fiercely. Countless brilliant sparks flew everywhere in all directions, and everyone could see clearly within a radius of miles.

Gather your palms and look around. Xiao Yuanheng saw it clearly. The group of non-killing disciples who surrounded him just now, the eighteen Arhats were certainly the first to bear the brunt and were burned to ashes. The rest of the evil monks who were also dressed in yellow and obviously belonged to the grandchildren of the non-murderers were all turned into black charred corpses, and they died cleanly.

However, there were still four monks dressed in red, who were still able to stand in place and were not burned on the spot. There is no doubt that they are all disciples of the remnant generation who do not kill their relatives.

The fire just now was the same as when he killed the remnant Nian Tuo in the bathroom, and Xiao Yuanheng also used one percent of his strength. However, the strength of the innate masters of the martial arts is already equivalent to the full force of the fire god in the world of divine weapons, and the Tianzun of the Heaven and Earth Alliance makes the fire god strike with all his strength.

Although the strength is weak, but being able to survive this blow shows that the strength of the four remnants of the disciples who do not kill is also extraordinary. At the very least, there is also the strength equivalent to the twelve demon stars under the command of the fire god, or the eighteen orcs under the command of the fierce Hades of the Earth Venerable, which is far better than the ordinary Jianghu warriors.

Xiao Yuanheng nodded slightly and said with a smile: "You four, it seems that you still have some skills." Shaolin stunt is really extraordinary. Looking closely, I saw that the red-clothed monk who was talking to him just now had his palms clasped together at this moment, and his eyebrows were angry. The skin of the whole body is like a layer of golden bell steel lines, and the flesh and bones are as hard as steel. At a glance, you can see that it is the best horizontal hard skill.

Xiao Yuanheng suddenly felt in his heart, and asked the monk: "Oh, what you cultivate, is it the golden bell jar of the four great divine skills of Shaolin?"

The monk gritted his teeth and said in a condensed voice: "If you don't kill the fifth disciple under the Holy Monk's seat, it will be crippled." The seventh level of the Golden Bell Jar is not afraid of your ghost fire. ”

The golden bell jar of the four great gods of Shaolin was created by Bodhidharma and is divided into 12 levels. Step by step, both offensive and defensive. If you can cultivate to the twelve levels of the highest realm, you will not be afraid of all divine weapons, and you will not be afraid of any wild bombardment.

However, among the four great Shaolin magic skills, the golden bell jar is also famous for its profundity and difficult practice. Starting from Bodhidharma Ancestor, for thousands of years, no second person has been able to practice the twelfth level.

This crippled monk was able to practice the seventh level of the Golden Bell Jar, and his talent was so high that it could be described as one in ten thousand. It's no wonder that if you don't kill him, you want to take him as an apprentice.

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