At the moment when Zhao Yu's words fell, countless inscriptions flashing with golden light appeared on his side.

The robe wrapped around his body shattered in an instant, and the golden rays flashed alternately, and in the blink of an eye, the golden bell condensed by a breath of strength shrouded Zhao Yu in it!

Burst! Burst! Burst!

As Zhao Yu broke free from the formation, a series of sounds of vomiting blood came.

Sandu was already consuming the transition, and passed out on the spot.

Even the little monk beside Xuan Ci, Xuzhu, who had hundreds of years of skill, was shocked by Zhao Yu to vomit blood.

At the same time, at the entrance of Tallinn, an old monk in a gray monk's robe, dragging a split broom, walked towards the bloody Tallinn step by step.

"Son?!"

Ye Erniang, who fell into Jiang Yuyan's hands, not only did not have the slightest fear on her face, but stared ecstatically in the direction of the Demon Suppression Array.

Because Zhao Yu's strength burst out, not only did he faint the three crossings who arranged the demon subduing array, but also poured down his internal strength, shattering Xuzhu's underwear.

The underwear was torn, revealing a ring of incense scars on the back of the little monk.

Ye Erniang recognized at a glance that the one who used her magic skills to suppress Zhao Yu with Xuan Ci was her long-lost son.

The others were confused, but Xuan Ci was stunned, turned his face stiffly, and looked at the shirtless little monk on the side.

Ye Erniang's call, he heard it clearly.

Xuan Ci subconsciously wanted to reach out and touch the void bamboo beside him, but his hand reached halfway, but retracted again.

"This little bastard is your Ye Erniang's son, the old monk asks more, who is this kid's father?!"

At this moment, a man wrapped in black swept past those fleeing martial arts people and headed straight for Tallinn.

Everyone looked at Ye Erniang, and then at the little monk.

Even the little monk himself was confused, and he jumped out of a mother's kiss coldly, making him somewhat unable to turn around.

When the monks saw the man staring at them directly, they immediately frowned slightly.

It was clear that there was something in the man's words.

At this time, the golden bell condensed by the strength was covered by Zhao Yu, but he came to the front of the Shaolin monks.

"He asks you, who is your son's father......"

After coming to the monks, Zhao Yu pointed at Xuan Ci and empathetically repeated the words of the man in black again.

However, Zhao Yu's explanation is somewhat underwhelming.

Everyone was a little blindsided by Zhao Yu's words, and after a while, the first Xuan Yan of the Dharma Academy reacted first.

His son's own father?

What does this mean, this little monk is the flesh and blood of Abbot Xuanci?!

Not to mention the senior monks of Shaolin Temple, even those people in the rivers and lakes who fled for their lives stopped and stared curiously at the two bald heads not far away.

The highly respected abbot of Xuanci in the martial arts actually has a biological son?

And......

This little monk is still Ye Erniang's son, that is to say......

What a fart!

After being a little stunned, everyone reacted.

"What's wrong? Still don't get it? ”

Zhao Yu looked at the monks in the circle, and then pointed to Xuan Ci and said again: "They met in the Purple Cloud Cave, and the abbot of Xuan Ci also invited Granny Qiao to deliver Ye Erniang, and then gave Ye Erniang a sum of money to let her take her son away and fly away. ”

"Oh, by the way, at last his son gave ...... That is, he snatched it and put it in the vegetable garden of Shaolin Temple, so that the monks of Shaolin Temple raised him. ”

"As for the reason why he did this, it was because his son was also snatched away and given to others to raise."

……

Zhao Yu said a lot, and finally looked at the man in black and asked, "Look, what else do you have to add?" ”

Supplement?!

The man in black's mind at the moment was not much more sober than Xuzhu.

These are all lines he prepared, but he doesn't want to be preempted by the guy in front of him.

And what shocked him even more was that decades had passed since these things, and very few people knew about them, how did this person in front of him know so clearly?

"Amitabha Buddha ......"

Abbot Xuan Ci was the first of all to calm down.

He finally stretched out his hand, stroked Xuzhu's bald head, and said with a smile: "You have been in the temple for more than 20 years, but I didn't know that you were my biological son!" ”

Zhao Yu's words, people who don't know the inside story still think they are talking nonsense, but when these words came out of the mouth of Abbot Xuanci, it would be a real hammer directly!

"Are you done?"

At this warm moment when father and son recognized each other, Zhao Yu curled the corners of his mouth slightly.

Everyone was a little confused, and at the same time, Zhao Yu turned to look at Jiang Yuyan and Erha, raised his hand and made a cruel gesture to wipe his neck.

"Kill!!"

Erha took a step forward suddenly, and punched straight at a person not far away who was attracted by the gossip in front of him.

The man was caught off guard, and was instantly pierced through the chest by Erha's punch.

And Jiang Yuyan pressed down with one hand, Ye Erniang instantly bled from seven orifices, and she couldn't survive when she saw it.

At this moment, Xuzhu looked at Ye Erniang, who was already dead, and didn't react yet, but instinctively looked up at Abbot Xuanci.

And this old monk with a good reputation all over the world, in the face of Ye Erniang's death, only recited a Buddha horn with his hands together.

Jiang Yuyan and Erha didn't care about that, the two rushed straight into the crowd, and between raising their hands, someone would definitely die under the hands of the two.

The Shaolin monks wanted to stop it, but they couldn't step through the hurdle of Zhao Yu in front of them.

Before coming to Shaolin Temple, Zhao Yuyanming came to kill people.

Therefore, from the very beginning, Zhao Yu never thought of letting these people go.

Even if he met Zhang Sanfeng on the way up the mountain, he just agreed to let these monks go.

And when Zhang Sanfeng was also in the grove, he told Zhao Yu that there was a top master in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion of the Shaolin Temple.

A monk who doesn't even have the certainty of victory for him, a great Wudang real person!!

When Zhang Sanfeng finished speaking, Zhao Yu's first thought was the sweeping monk.

But after thinking about it again, no matter how powerful this old monk is, I'm afraid he is not Zhang Laodao's opponent, right?

Until Zhao Yu walked to the Shaolin Temple and landed in the King Kong Demon Circle of Sandu, Zhao Yu also reacted suddenly.

Shaolin's seventy-two stunts are the best in the world.

But the only one who can understand this stunt thoroughly may be the sweeping monk.

Zhao Yu remembered that when he was in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, when he faced Gu Mozhi, the old monk said: "Shaolin Seventy-two stunts are ruthless and abnormal, and when you practice, you will have anger, and to resolve this anger, you need the corresponding Dharma."

It's just that the monks who can reach such a state of Buddhism don't bother to practice this method of killing......"

The sweeping monk who can say these words must have understood the seventy-two stunts thoroughly.

And the reason why Zhao Yu thought that he was not a sweeping monk at first was just because he regarded the force shown by the old monk in his memory as his full strength!

In fact, the strength that the sweeping monk showed at the beginning was just enough to subdue everyone present!

But that doesn't mean that's all he can do......