"What?!"

The divine operator's eyes widened, and he looked at Liu Moyan in disbelief.

I didn't expect the praying mantis to catch cicadas and yellow finches behind. Originally, he wanted to use the Imperial God Machine to attract the major leaders and stop Zhao Yu, the devil, but he didn't expect it to be self-defeating.

Now the masters who can be with Liu Moqian for a long time have already stopped cooking, and Liu Morui, who has obtained the Imperial God Machine, is not too much to say that he is invincible in the world.

The god operator looked shocked, but after Zhao Yu heard this, his eyes lit up, and he stared at Liu Moyan who released cruel words with a look of surprise.

This is...... Finally the main event?

"The god machine is in hand, and the world is in the palm of the deity, hahaha......"

Liu Mo looked up to the sky and laughed, and then took the right hand of the Divine Machine and sank to the ground, smashing it towards the top of the head of the Divine Operator.

The raging fire instantly filled Liu Moyan's right arm, and under the rotation of energy, the divine operator didn't even have time to snort, and it turned into a pile of coke.

The Imperial Divine Machine, in terms of its power, except for the Divine Stone that Zhao Yu and others have seen and the Great Evil King who has been controlled by the Absolute Heart, there is indeed nothing that can match it.

"Today, the deity will use the power of the god machine to get rid of you as a scourge for the world's martial arts colleagues!"

Liu Mo, who killed the god operator in one move, suddenly swelled his confidence like never before.

Now don't talk about Zhao Yu, Zhang Laodao of Wudang Mountain is alive and standing in front of him, and he can easily defeat Zhang Laodao by himself.

After saying that, Liu Mo's body moved, and the palm of his hand slowly rotated, and five different energies diffused from it.

The strength was entangled, condensed into a terrifying giant python, opened its bloody mouth, and attacked Zhao Yu not far away.

Brush!

As soon as the long sword moved, Bu Jingyun's body followed the sword momentum, wanting to block Liu Mo's fatal blow instead of Zhao Yu.

But he didn't want to, when the Sword of Defeat came into contact with the giant python, two completely different forces gushed out.

The Sword of Defeat is taken from the Strange Iron of the Territory, and it is extraordinary in itself and the script, even if it is the power of the Imperial Divine Machine, it is difficult to hurt it in the slightest.

It's a pity that Bu Jingyun, as a sword-wielder, couldn't withstand the invasion of those two extreme strengths at all, and the sword of defeat instantly came out of his hand.

Hua Meng also sensed the horror of the Imperial Divine Machine, and Liu Mo's residual skill seemed to have climbed several levels in an instant.

But she was arranged by Zhao Yu to be far away from the battlefield, and it was too late to rescue her at this time.

Erha also wanted to step forward to make a contribution, but when he saw the corners of Zhao Yu's mouth gradually pursed, he dispelled this idea.

He and Zhao Yu have been together for the longest time, and they know Zhao Yu well.

If Zhao Yu really couldn't bear the power of this god machine, as early as when Liu Mo beat the god of death, this guy would run away.

And now in the face of the menacing Liu Moyan, this guy doesn't seem to have the slightest fear in his eyes, except for some resentment.

"Damn ......"

Zhao Yu looked at the menacing Liu Morui, and his back molars rubbed for a while.

Just as Erha imagined, he Zhao Yu waited with his eyes blank to see the western scenery of Liu Mo turning into a monster.

But I didn't want to, I made trouble for a long time, but I was still excited in vain.

In addition to the fact that the power of the Imperial God Machine is indeed terrifying, Liu Moqian has no transformation at all.

"Fuck your uncle!"

Seeing that Liu Mo was killed with the Imperial God Machine, Zhao Yu scolded and said a word in his mouth.

Then before everyone understood, a deafening voice came from the back of the horse where Zhao Yu was.

Rumble!

"Waste of time ......"

Zhao Yu blew the green smoke coming out of the muzzle of the revolver, and glanced at Liu Mo, who had a hole drilled out of his eyebrows with disdain.

This thing is a rare thing that Zhao Yu sent to Zhao Yu from the War Division when Zhao Yu left the capital.

This revolver fire gun, thirty steps away, even Erha's King Kong is not bad, it can be easily penetrated.

And after Zhao Yujun Huaikong flickered into the Soldier Division, the accuracy of this thing was once again raised by Ah Fa and those madmen in the Soldier Division.

Now the handcuff in Zhao Yu's hand is not much different from the firearm recorded in Zhao Yu's mind in later generations.

It's just that, according to Ah Fa, the guns of this kind of thing are difficult to forge, but after integrating the device under the acacia bed into the forging process of the military division, it should be improved.

Of course, these are just later words, and the specific steps that can be achieved depend on whether those people in the military division have such ability.

And right now, when Zhao Yu shot, Liu Moyan was only less than five steps away from Zhao Yu.

At this distance, the power of ordinary firecrackers is not small, let alone this thing in Zhao Yu's hand?

Outside Shaomu Mountain, the living people all stared at Zhao Yu sitting on horseback with wide eyes and incredulity.

Especially those heads who are not yet dead, they are even more shocked.

In their eyes, the Imperial God Machine, which is enough to subvert the rivers and lakes, is no different from broken copper and iron under Zhao Yu's hands.

When the Immortal Hades saw this scene, he couldn't get up directly in one breath, and fell straight to the ground with his eyes stared.

Da Da Da ......

Zhao Yu put away the revolver, then pulled the reins of the horse, and walked unhurriedly towards the mountain gate of Shaomu Mountain.

Everyone behind him followed, and after Zhao Yu and his party entered the mountain gate, the three heads who were lucky enough to survive glanced at each other and struggled to get up.

Whoosh!

But without waiting for them to speak, they were greeted by countless sword qi that appeared out of thin air, instantly killing the three major leaders on the spot.

……

The sound of horses' hooves in the quiet ancient temple is extremely harsh, and the whole temple seems to have been emptied.

It's just that when Zhao Yu and the others came to the Lion Forest, they found that hundreds of warrior monks with weapons in their hands had been waiting here for a long time.

"Lord Zhao, what do you want to do with such fanfare about my Shaolin Temple today?"

The host stepped forward and asked Zhao Yu with an unkind face.

Zhao Yu raised his eyelids, glanced at the new host, and then raised the horse whip in his hand and pointed to a courtyard.

"Wooden Man Alley ......"

The faces of the monks changed, and then the host said to Zhao Yu: "The prince came here a time ago, and turned this lion forest into a Shura field.

Don't you think that this temple is easy to bully?! ”

Zhao Yu looked at the thousands of warrior monks, sneered and shook his head, and then pulled the reins of his horse again, and walked towards the courtyard unhurriedly.

"The prince is so rude, don't blame the old monk for being ruthless!"

Seeing that Zhao Yu didn't like him at all, the old monk was also anxious, put his hands together, and shouted: "Demon Arhat Array!"

”

As the old monk's words fell, hundreds of warrior monks behind him instantly reached forward with long sticks, and between the left and right intersections, the monk's sticks covered Zhao Yu like a dense net.

Whoosh!

At this moment, the sound of breaking wind came from behind, and black shadows swept past everyone, plunging headlong into the demon arhat array.

The black sword in his hand flickered, and the sword qi instantly crossed the square inch.

Although the long stick held by the warrior monk was covered with iron sheet and inlaid with sunken wood, it was only an ordinary commodity after all.

And as soon as the Yaksha came to cultivate, he was much higher than those warrior monks, and the black sword in his hand was not ordinary.

Under the elimination of one and the other, the imposing Arhat array collapsed in an instant.

The long sword was sharp, and the blood mist spread.

The entire Lion Forest turned into Shura Purgatory again in an instant.

Zhao Yu turned a blind eye to the tragic scene behind him, and led his horse straight to the lion forest.

Shaolin is a place outside the square, and it stands to reason that even if these monks are extremely martial arts, they have no connection with ordinary people.

But when Zhao Yu checked the Jinyiwei file, he found that those martial arts scum who were not shallow in disaster and some strong bandits who were thirsty for murder had more experience in Shaolin martial arts before their debut.

Although Boren was not killed by a monk, he died because of a monk!

Zhang Laodao understands this truth, so the Wudang faction can only practice some kung fu to strengthen the body after three generations of disciples under the Wudang Seven Heroes.

Wudang closed the mountain for a hundred years, and when it came to the opening of the mountain, those with miraculous skills had exhausted themselves to die......

……

"Donor, why did you break into the pure land of Shaolin again?"

Just when Zhao Yu crossed the arch on the side of the Lion Forest, an old monk dragging a broom suddenly appeared in front of Zhao Yu.

"A place of purity?"

Zhao Yu stared at the sweeping monk, smiled coldly, then turned over and dismounted, came to the sweeping monk, and said in a deep voice: "Since the old monk said so, can you follow me into Muren Lane again?" ”

"Can you get the prince to put down the butcher's knife?"

The sweeping monk did not refuse, but raised his eyes to look at Zhao Yu.

“……”

Zhao Yu didn't speak, but raised his right hand violently, and the dozens of yaksha behind him instantly withdrew their swords and retreated.

"Donor, please come with the old monk!"

Seeing that Zhao Yu asked his subordinates to stop, the old monk slowly turned around, glanced at the abbot, and entered the arch behind him.

Zhao Yu and the old monk walked one after the other to a stone gate.

The old monk brushed it with one hand, and his strength instantly pushed the stone gate to the side, and a dark cave appeared in front of Zhao Yu.

The old monk took the lead and walked directly into it, followed by Zhao Yu.

After walking for a moment, my eyes suddenly opened up.

"Drink, ha! Eighteen bronze men of Shaolin Temple!

”

At the same time, a burst of golden light gradually flashed around them, and dozens of monks covered in golden light blocked in front of them.

"Who dares to trespass on the Shaolin ban...... Well? It's you? ”

The leader was about to shout the slogan, but found that the person behind the old monk turned out to be an acquaintance.

"Why are you here again, come on, come on, this time I must make you lose your armor!"

The big monks behind also recognized Zhao Yu, and immediately rushed forward, one of them still holding the poker that Zhao Yu had left here in his hand.

Seeing these dozen guys with obvious brain problems, Zhao Yu smiled knowingly.

No matter how eager you are, there is no need to dwell on this time.

Zhao Yu generously crossed the sweeping monk and was surrounded by all the bronze men in front of a table in the middle.

Shuffle, deal, these guys' card skills have not improved, but this hand is quite sharp.

Three-person round......

Soon, after the time of the two incense sticks, the dozen or so bronze figures retreated to the side with their heads bowed and sighed.

And Zhao Yu came to the sweeping monk with a proud face, pointed to the wooden alley behind him and said, "Let's go!" ”

"You...... That's how the donor went in last time? ”

Even a monk like a sweeping monk, whose state of mind had long been ancient, was shocked by Zhao Yu's means of customs clearance.

What's more, the Wooden Man Alley of Shaolin Temple, just relying on the eighteen Arhats, has blocked how many martial arts masters who want to find out?

But in the hands of this guy, it has become so lightly......

Under the stunned eyes of the sweeping monk, Zhao Yu led him into Muren Alley.

Behind the Wooden Man Alley, there were originally several fierce mechanisms, and ordinary martial arts masters, even if they could pass the level of the eighteen bronze men, it would be difficult to resist these ingenious mechanisms.

It's just that for Zhao Yu, these are easier than getting the eighteen bronze people.

All the way to the cave where Zhao Yu got Moke, the sweeping monk was completely dumbfounded.

This place is the forbidden place of Shaolin Temple, originally a few decades ago, when this was not a forbidden place, the old monk came once.

But more than ten years ago, after presiding over Shaolin, he made this place a forbidden place, saying that thousands of demons were suppressed inside......

But the scene in front of him was a world of difference from when he came in.

The walls were full of potholes, and it was obvious that someone had deliberately forcibly removed the stones from the inscription of the author.

When the old monk thought of this, he unconsciously glanced at Zhao Yu beside him.

If you want to say that this calf didn't do it last time, he won't believe it.

After looking around again, the sweeping monk almost didn't fight with Zhao Yu on the spot.

This guy not only destroyed the stone wall, but even the futon and incense burner on the ground that Patriarch Bodhidharma used when he was meditating were gone.

The old monk vaguely remembered that it seemed to be rumored in the rivers and lakes that this powerful king with a different surname in the new dynasty seemed to be from the family background......

"The donor has come here twice, what is the matter?"

Looking at the bare Dharma Caves. The sweeping monks are a little confused.

What should be taken, what shouldn't be taken, this guy is all gone, what is the purpose of coming here?

"Save people, or rather...... Homicide! ”

Zhao Yu raised his head, glanced at the stone wall on the right, and then took a step forward.

Without waiting for the old monk to speak, Zhao Yu's right arm was raised, and the golden mangs condensed into an inscription and wrapped around his right arm.

Rumble!

The fist fell, and the stone wall on the right collapsed, and the old monk wanted to step forward to stop it, but it was too late.

At this time, Zhao Yu took a step forward again, and his figure disappeared in the Dharma Cave in an instant.

Only then did the sweeping monk notice something unusual, and then he stepped forward, only to find that outside the stone wall that Zhao Yu had shattered, a downward cave was exposed.

The cave was dark and bottomless, and the old monk also remembered at this time, this place wouldn't be the place where the former abbot presided over the suppression of demons, right?

Although he was worried, the old monk still jumped and jumped directly from the cave.

The cave is tortuous and deep, but fortunately, the old monk's body cultivation is good, coupled with the strength of the body, the sharp blades on both sides of the cave from time to time have all been shattered.

"Shura Warrior God"

Ordinary martial arts masters, even if they find this place, according to the depth of this cave, it is difficult to avoid those sharp blades that bounce out from time to time.

Half an hour later, the old monk's feet were in place.

Zhao Yu was in the open space not far from him.

Without waiting for the old monk to ask, his eyes widened, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

In the wide open space in front of them, a pair of green eyes stared at Zhao Yu and him, the two sudden intruders.