Li Moran and Wang Chengen also felt the movement outside, their eyes were shining, and the murderous intent flashed.

The Jinyi guards all clenched the embroidered spring knives in their hands and prepared to escort them......

Across the woods, dozens of black shadows soon faintly appeared in the sight of Chongzhen and the others......

"Master, wait for Mo'er to go out and drive them away." Li Moran was carrying a pair of shuttle darts, his pretty face full of raindrops was full of murderous intent, and his eyes were staring at the target from far and near.

But he was held down by a big hand, and Chongzhen said, "Don't underestimate the enemy, there are a lot of people here, and there are a few late congenital stages."

At this time, dozens of black shadows in the rain outside also stood about three feet away from the woods, looking at the big forest in front of them that was rainy and foggy, but it was full of murderous aura.

The Zen master of the Dharma Temple of Shaolin Temple said, "Amitabha, there are people inside!"

The group of people stood up instantly, along with two black raincoats

"Come out!" Someone shouted.

Countless brocade guards surged out of the woods.

None of them were riding horses, and the rain and arrows flew under their feet, and the sound of crackling mountains was crackling.

The moment they saw the flying fish suit and the embroidered spring knife in the drizzle, the faces of this group of people changed suddenly, all of them showed murderous intentions, and some pulled out their swords.

In the blink of an eye, more than 500 brocade guards surrounded these dozens of black-clothed people.

At this time, three rain lines flew out of the forest.

The leader wears a dragon crown on his head, wears a dragon robe, and hangs the sword of the Son of Heaven at his waist. On the left is a fat eunuch wearing a three-mountain hat, and on the right is a young beautiful girl with a pike gun in both hands and a three-rod pike dart stuck in her back.

These black-clothed people poked their heads out of their raincoats, revealing their original faces, led by 4 monks, Chongzhen recognized one that was the emptiness of Shaolin Temple, and there was an old Taoist, Chongzhen also knew, Zhao Gang, the master of Wudang Taixuan.

The rest have raw faces, familiar faces, wild wolf gangs, heaven and earth sects, beggar gangs, and Lujiazhuang.

Some have dealt with each other, and some are meeting for the first time.

When these people saw Chongzhen, those who had dealt with them changed color, and some couldn't help but retreat.

Including the empty monk of the Shaolin faction and the old Taoist Zhao Gang of Wudang, they all showed a look of fear.

These two people didn't see that there were so many brocade guards behind Chongzhen, but they saw at a glance that Chongzhen's cultivation had reached the 8th layer of innate existence.

The two of them remembered very clearly that a few days ago, when they fought in Shanhaiguan, Chongzhen was the cultivation of the innate master.

However, in an instant, the empty monk's face calmed down, "Amitabha, His Majesty the Ming Emperor, it's been a long time."

"Haha, it turned out to be a master of emptiness, you so-called famous and decent people, where are you going to get rich?" Chongzhen is still talking and laughing.

The fat monk in the middle spoke, and his voice was buzzing, "The presiding officer of the Dharma Academy of the poor monk Shaolin Temple, the Dharma name is empty. This is the poor monk's brother and disciple's Dharma name Kongtian, Kongwen, all four of us are monks in the Dharma Monastery of Shaolin Temple."

The great monk said and pointed to the three monks beside him.

Chongzhen said: "Oh, it turned out to be the four famous monks of the Shaolin School, and they have been admired for a long time."

Chongzhen has indeed heard that the four famous monks of the Central Plains Jianghu Martial Arts and Shaolin School are all masters of the late congenital period and are famous.

The great monk showed a smug look, "Amitabha, don't dare to be. This is all the wrong love of the martial arts people in the rivers and lakes, the poor monk and the Wudang faction Zhao Guan Master and these fellow Jianghu people came to find Your Majesty this time, there are a few things that need to be clarified, but I happened to meet here."

Chongzhen guessed what he was going to say, such a question, the master of emptiness and the previous monk of emptiness have discussed it with Chongzhen.

Chongzhen still smiled indifferently, "In that case, if the senior monk has something to say, please tell him in person."

"The poor monk's junior brother mentioned that His Majesty had practiced Shaolin Kung Fu, and threatened to practice the martial arts of various sects and sects, and there was still collusion with the cult, and he would be the enemy of the world's martial arts. Is this true?"

"Hahaha...... What the master said is not bad at all, I have said such things. The rivers and mountains are mine, the rivers and lakes are also mine, I can practice whatever martial arts I want, what Shaolin monks, martial arts veterans, what decent and evil sects, to put it simply, those who follow me prosper, and those who oppose me die, what does the great monk want?"

Chongzhen was outspoken, and he didn't want to talk nonsense to him, and he was domineering in his conversation and laughter.

When the empty monk heard this, two cold lights shot out of his eyes, and he said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty is really a refreshing person, since this is the case, the poor monk must learn something."

Saying that, the great monk's body turned around, and his body was full of turbulence.

"You bald donkey is so rude, you don't have any reverence for the emperor, my aunt will teach you how to be a person first."

When Li Moran said this, he shook the shuttle dart gun in his hand and went straight into the air, and the air waves were surging and vigorous.

The empty monk was about to make a move, but was preempted by the empty master in front, "Senior brother, let me come."

Master Kongwen was short and fat, like a half-cut tank, "This female doll actually has a bad mouth? The poor monk will teach you a lesson!"

As he spoke, he pointed with his hand, and a white light erupted, straight to Li Moran's face.

Li Moran hurriedly greeted him with the shuttle dart gun in his hand, and the white light hit the gun, with a click, Jin Ge resonated, and sparks splashed.

The two of them flew upside down at the same time, sliding out of the mud for a long distance before they could stand.

Emperor Wu of the Ming Dynasty Chongzhen