"This is the head of the Loose Sect?"

"The Old Monster of the Stars was killed by him? Why the hell is this guy so young? ”

"Ding Chunqiu's old thief is also a straw bag, and he can't even beat this kid! Could it be that there are still two Murong Fu in this world! ”

Seeing Ye Erniang kowtowing to the young man, many people suddenly whispered.

Although Ye Erniang is a female streamer, in terms of kung fu, I am afraid that she is much stronger than most of them.

Such a wicked man was so respectful to that young man!

If you don't see it with your own eyes, who would dare to believe it!

Jingzhou folded the fan slightly, his body shook slightly, and in the blink of an eye, he skipped a distance of dozens of zhang and came to the front of the Daxiong Treasure Palace.

Everyone saw a white shadow flashing, light like a wisp of green smoke, and before they could react, the young man actually went to the front.

This light work, they are simply unheard of, and some people who were still unconvinced suddenly closed their mouths.

Jing Zhou took a few steps forward and said loudly: "King Ming, congratulations, you and I have met here again today!" ”

Gu Mozhi looked embarrassed, and forced out a smile: "The little monk has seen Jing Gongzi." Earlier, the little monk was thinking, since this is a hero conference, can Jing Gongzi be missing? ”

"Speaking of heroes, except for Jing Gongzi in this world, who dares to call a hero!"

Jing Zhou glanced at Gu Mozhi meaningfully, he hadn't seen it for a while, but he didn't expect this great monk to play tricks!

This killing is like roasting a person on a fire.

If you change to someone else, I am afraid that you will have to erect a lot of enemies, and you will inevitably suffer the disaster of killing.

"Hahaha, King Ming is overrated." Jing Zhou said a word, then turned to look at a corner of the main hall, and said in a loud voice: "Murong Bo, after watching it for so long, it's time to come out, King Ming has worked hard for you, and even went to Tianlong Temple." ”

Suddenly hearing the words "Murong Bo", Gu Mozhi's face was confused, and he couldn't help but say, "Is Jing Gongzi joking?" Murong was an old benefactor, but he had been dead for many years. ”

Jing Zhou's left little finger flexed and stretched, and a Shaoze sword shot out from the ground, forcing a masked man out.

Jing Zhou knew that such a big event, Murong Bo would definitely not be present, and sure enough, he searched around, and saw a figure hidden behind the main hall.

At this time, it is still necessary to hide it, and he does not dare to show his true face, except for Xiao Yuanshan, it is Murong Bo.

That figure is thin, it must not be Xiao Yuanshan, who else can there be besides Murong Bo?

"Murong Bo, how is this possible?"

At this time, it had been more than ten years since Murong Bo's death, and when he heard the young man shouting the word "Murong Bo", everyone present looked incredulous.

"Kid looking for death!"

The masked man immediately slapped him angrily, his palm was as powerful as a knife, the cold invaded his body, and the wind whirred.

"This is the great mercy and compassion of my temple!"

"This... How is this possible! ”

The Shaolin monks looked at each other, the seventy-two stunts they were proud of in the past were not expected to be used by two outsiders in a row today, and the power was even greater than that of the monks of the Pranyo Hall!

If it was Gu Mozhi, it would be enough, after all, the statement was there, but at this time, even this nameless masked man could be used, when did the seventy-two stunts become like cabbage, worthless!

"Your anger is not small, but Dayan has long been extinguished, and the country will not be restored!"

Jing Zhou repelled Mo Rongbo with one palm, and said coldly: "Thirty years ago, the robbery outside Yanmen Pass was your fake message and single-handedly planned, and now you are still delusional about getting through. ”

"You have a good idea, robbing and killing the head of the forbidden army of Liao, wanting to cause a war between Song and Liao, so as to benefit from it and try to restore the country."

Although the person in front of him was dressed in a black robe and covered tightly, he couldn't escape the eyes of Gu Mozhi. Gu Mozhi was afraid that the world would not be chaotic, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and then said: "Old donor Murong, you are a little monk who is so bitter, I didn't expect you to fake your death in the past thirty years!" ”

As soon as Kumachi finished speaking, the crowd began to whisper.

"Die!"

Immediately, the man in black roared angrily, and stepped forward again, wanting to kill the kid in front of him, but was stopped by a burly figure.

At this time, another black shadow flashed, and there was another man in black in the field.

"It turned out to be you, a thief, if I don't break your body today, it will be difficult to calm the hatred in my heart!"

Xiao Yuanshan has been hiding in Shaolin Temple all these years, and he has faintly found out that the leading brother of the year is Xuan Ci, he originally wanted to make Xuan Ci ruined today, and then kill him, when he heard the young man mention it, he realized that all this was done by Murong Bo.

Xuan Ci is just a pawn at best!

Killing his wife and taking his son, the anger in Xiao Yuanshan's eyes seemed to be about to erupt, and the attack was extremely vicious, and the move was fatal.

Although Mo Rongbo was unwilling, he was forced by Xiao Yuanshan to wave his palm and go forward.

The kung fu equipment of these two people is first-class in the world, and every move and style is huge, and it is no longer under the kung fu used by Gu Mozhi before.

"I Have a Catalogue of Ghosts and Gods"

Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo fought more and more fiercely, gradually fighting from the Daxiong Treasure Hall to the Tianwang Hall in the west, and the sound was endless along the way, completely breaking the only trace of tranquility in this thousand-year-old temple.

A profound kung fu is constantly deduced in the hands of the two, especially the seventy-two stunts, which are used in the hands of the two at this time, which can be said to be a move and a style that carries the power of overwhelming mountains and seas, which makes people's hearts burn.

Jing Zhou glanced at the two people in the field a few times, and then ignored them, even if the two fought for two nights, they might not be able to distinguish between victory and defeat.

He walked forward, but he wanted to go to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to meet the sweeping monk for a while.

Jing Zhou walked forward a few steps, when he was stopped by two old monks: "Amitabha, donor, please stay." ”

Today, there are not only Gu Mozhi who defeated several Xuanzi monks with seventy-two stunts in a row, but also two black-clothed people who have secretly learned Shaolin stunts for many years, if Shaolin does not show some majesty, the reputation of Taishan Beidou in the rivers and lakes will not be saved!

Looking at the fiery eyes of everyone looking at the seventy-two stunts, all the monks don't need to think about it, they all know what will happen to Shaolin after losing the name of Taishan Beidou.

Jing Zhou said: "You want to stop me? ”

"Amitabha, I don't want to stop the donor, but I want to ask the donor to rest here for a while, and after my abbot brother has sorted everything out, our temple will entertain the donor well!"

After the old monk finished speaking, two more monks of the Xuanzi generation stopped in front of him, one left and one right.

Although they can't beat Gu Mozhi alone, but the Shaolin masters are like clouds, but the monks don't believe that there are people in this world who can break into Shaolin!

At this time, for the prestige of Shaolin, there is no need to pay attention to the morality of the rivers and lakes.

Jing Zhou glanced at Xuan Ci and saw that his old god was at ease, obviously this was something that the old monks of Shaolin had already discussed, and they were afraid that they would use him as an example for killing chickens and monkeys!

"Although you guys have good skills, if you want to stop me, it's really a little worse."

As soon as Jing Zhou's words fell, even if someone wanted to scold, this person was really arrogant!

Surrounded by a group of Shaolin monks, he even dared to speak wildly!

A group of Shaolin monks were about to burst into flames, staring at the white figure angrily, just waiting for the abbot's order, and then go to take this madman!

Xuan Ci pinched the Buddha beads in his hand, bowed his head and sighed: "Since this is the case, several junior disciples invited this benefactor to come to my Shaolin to participate in meditation for thirty years." ”

"The old monk is so unashamed, he bullies the less."

"Yes, a few of you are hundreds of years old, but you are besieging one of my master."

"The end is that the older people are, the more faceless they are, and they want to trap my master in Shaolin Temple, but they have to say anything about Zen."

"I just want to ask my son-in-law to participate in Zen for thirty years, hehe, with a few of you, no!"

I only heard a few coquettish sounds, but it was Zhumei Lanju and a few people who walked up from behind.

The women said without scruples, which made many monks present feel unrecognizable.

In the past, where did the Shaolin monks do this to bully more and less, and rush to the top.

It's just that today, Shaolin has lost a lot of face, if it is indifferent, I am afraid that what happened today on the second day will be spread in the rivers and lakes, and it will be difficult for Shaolin to lead Wulin.

Bodhisattvas still have three points of fire, let alone ordinary people? Until they heard the last sentence of "no", the monks immediately became angry again, and did not hesitate, and called Jingzhou in a blink of an eye.