Invite Yue and the fire foreman Tuo made a move, the other party was barehanded, and Invite Yue did not shine Danqing with blue blood, but left it to Pixing.

Mu Xuan held the Tianwen Sword, and Lian Xing held the Blue Blood Zhao Danqing, and the two stepped forward together and attacked the Hundred Damage Dao people.

Hua Manlou was not idle, holding a folding fan, standing in the distance with a smile on his face, the folding fan in his hand kept waving, and pieces of silver needles flew out of his fan, and the target was the face door of the Hundred Damaged Daoists.

"Despicable!"

The forehead of the Baiyi Daoist was covered with cold sweat, and he shouted loudly.

He was in the middle of a battle with Lingxin. As a result, Mu Xuan and Lianxing suddenly made a move.

It's okay for these two people to make a move, and it's just a while to fight, but who would have thought that there was a sixth man outside who used a hidden weapon against him.

And it's a master of the grandmaster realm who uses a hidden weapon on him, which makes him distracted to guard against the hidden weapon that doesn't know when it flies, how can this be fought?

The next moment, the spiritual heart changed his tricks again, the robe on his body bulged, and he used the robe to subdue the demonic skill.

The Tianwen Sword in Mu Xuan's hand is also a sword light, and after such a while, Mu Xuan has already mastered the Thirteen Swords of Death through the fight with the Deer Cane.

Mu Xuan used his sword moves to use the Dugu Nine Sword for a while, the extremely fierce Divine Sword Technique for a while, and the Thirteen Deadly Swords for a while, so that the Hundred Damage Dao people had to allocate a considerable part of their energy to deal with Mu Xuan.

Mu Xuan's martial arts moves have already surpassed some ordinary great masters.

Not to mention that there is a pity star who is also young and at the peak of the grandmaster. The swordsmanship of the Flower Shifting Palace, as well as the Flower Shifting Jade Palm Technique, are also unparalleled in the world.

The robe subdued the demon skill, the thirteen swords that killed the life, and the flowers and jade were all attacked towards the hundred damage Taoists, and there were flowing clouds and flying sleeves not far away.

The Hundred Losses Daoist's eyes widened, and he roared angrily at the attack coming towards him, and the power of his palms converged, and he pushed it out violently, he was already unavoidable.

The moment the forces of the four directions converged, the Hundred Losses Daoist spurted out a mouthful of blood, and behind him, there was a just right hidden weapon that was full of flowers.

Just when the Hundred Losses Daoist thought that he was about to be hit by the hidden weapon in his body, a streamer of light flashed.

There was also a buzzing sound in everyone's ears.

There was something hovering in the air, and if you looked closely, it was five wheels of different colors and sizes.

The five wheels flew in the air, and then flew in one direction, and everyone looked in the direction of the wheels, but a monk put them away.

The monk was wearing a yellow robe, extremely tall and thin, and his head was slightly sunken, which was the embodiment of the cultivation of the three veins and seven wheels of internal force in Buddhism to an extremely high level!

Behind the monk, there was also a luxurious sedan chair, and there were four monks in yellow robes carrying the sedan chair.

These people breathe evenly, and each of them has the strength of the innate realm.

"Your Holiness help me!"

The Hundred Loss Daoist looked back, his eyes were full of surprise, and he immediately shouted loudly.

As soon as the words fell, the monk threw out the five wheels again.

Of the five wheels, two flew towards Mu Xuan and Lianxing, and the remaining three were thrown towards the spiritual heart.

Mu Xuan and Lianxing looked at the wheels attacking them and didn't pay too much attention to them.

This person is of course in the realm of a great grandmaster, but he has divided his internal force into five and attached it to the five wheels.

One-fifth of the internal force wants to hurt them, so it's too much to underestimate them.

Pian Xing struck a blow to overcome rigidity with softness, and bounced the golden wheel back.

Mu Xuan is even more direct.

The opponent's wheel is also cast by divine soldiers, but the sharpness of Mu Xuan's Tianwen sword is far above the opponent's blade.

This kind of blade flying out of the air is a food delivery for Mu Xuan.

"King of the Golden Wheel? Five rounds of big turns? I'll turn you into a four-wheeled spin! ”

Mu Xuan guessed the identity of the monk.

The wheel, the monk, the Meng Yuan, together is not the Golden Wheel Dharma King, who else can be?

Mu Xuan's internal strength gathered, and there was even a flash of white light on the Tianwen Sword, which was a sword.

The speed of Dugu Nine Swords is extremely fast, and it pays attention to preemptive strikes, and the Thirteen Swords of Death are awe-inspiring, weird and changeable, but when it comes to the power of a single move, it is still the indomitable spirit of the Divine Sword Technique that is more suitable for Mu Xuan at this moment.

Mu Xuan swung his sword violently, only to hear a stabbing sound in the air.

The spiritual master was more direct, and gave the three flywheels back with a gentle shake of his hand, and the words in his mouth were also "Flywheels?" Harm~! ”

Mu Xuan's guess was not wrong, that person was the Golden Wheel Dharma King, who had a high status in Mengyuan, but even so, he was still not the national teacher of Mengyuan, and now the national teacher of Mengyuan is someone else.

The Golden Wheel Dharma King waved his hands and took the flying Golden Wheel back, but he was soon stunned.

How come there are only four?

The Golden Wheel Dharma King looked left and right, and finally saw the broken Golden Wheel in front of Mu Xuan.

His biggest, best-looking golden wheel......

The others are made of silver, lead, iron, copper, and other metals, but this one is gold......

He didn't think that he wanted Mu Xuan and the others to retreat, just to delay the time a little.

His purpose was achieved, and the Hundred Losses Daoist also retreated to the back of the sedan chair.

But his golden wheel ...... Gone!

A trace of distress flashed in the eyes of the Golden Wheel Dharma King, and he sighed softly, forget it, the old one doesn't go, the new one doesn't come, he has used this wheel for ten years, and it's time to replace it with a new one!

"Everyone, can you listen to the little monk and stop here?"

A voice suddenly came out in the sedan chair, this person used internal force, and at the moment when the other party spoke, Mu Xuan seemed to feel that his brain was in chaos, and the next moment he was going to involuntarily put the Tianwen Sword on the ground, and then Mu Xuan's mind was clear for a while, and the kung fu recovered in the blink of an eye.

Mu Xuan clenched the Tianwen Sword again, but the person in the sedan chair made Mu Xuan vigilant.

The strength of the person who came was a little terrifying, the other party's voice fell, and he really wanted to do what the other party said.

What is this?

Do you do what you say?

"The talent is really extraordinary!"

In the sedan chair, the man sighed softly.

Mu Xuan's brows furrowed, and the moment this person's words fell, the rest of the people also came back to their senses.

They also broke free on their own, but compared to Mu Xuanlai, their speed was much slower.

But at least they broke free from this man's weird kung fu, and the others were not so lucky.

At the foot of Mt. Shomuro, the sound of crackling sounded.

This is the sound of the martial arts heroes putting down the blades in their hands.

Huang Yaoshi and the others stood beside Mu Xuan one after another, looking at the person in the sedan chair with serious faces.

Murong Bo and Ouyang Feng were already seriously injured, and the fire foreman Tuo was also painted.

They could obviously take advantage of the victory to pursue, but they were interrupted by the other party's words, and now these people all fled back to the side of the sedan chariot, which made them frown.

"Amitabha!"

Everyone was vigilant in their hearts, and another Buddha horn sounded, Mu Xuan and the others only felt as if there was a clear spring flowing in their hearts, and their hearts were extremely comfortable.

The people in the surrounding martial arts came back to their senses one after another, and picked up the blades they had dropped on the ground, revealing a look of hell.

"The national teacher is a master outside the world, why bother to use the magic skill of changing the heavens and hitting the earth against some juniors?"

Everyone looked in the direction where the voice came, and there was a trace of doubt in everyone's eyes, except for Mu Xuan!

When he saw that the person who came was a white-haired old monk and slowly sweeping the floor with a broom in his hand, Mu Xuan knew that another big guy had entered!

"There are masters here, but the poor monks don't know Mount Tai!"

There was silence in the sedan chair, and then there was a burst of laughter.

When the words fell, the curtain in front of the sedan chair seemed to open automatically, and a monk dressed as a tantric monk appeared in front of everyone.

The fire foreman Tuo, the Hundred Losses Daoist, and the Golden Wheel Dharma King and others bowed their heads and saluted, even Zhao Min, the county lord.

This old monk is the national teacher of Mengyuan, the eighth master!

The Eighth Division Bus slowly stepped off the sedan chair and stood in the center.

The eighth master turned the rosary in his hand, glanced at Fang Cai who was still sweeping the floor not far away, and now he had reached the sweeping monk in front of him, and then looked at Mu Xuan, and praised softly, "The method used by the old man, the better the qualification, the sooner he can get rid of it, the donor is addicted to but blink of an eye, and the donor's talent is unprecedented, and it is not an exaggeration!" ”

Mu Xuan felt that this old monk was a little exaggerated, and just wanted to shake his head to deny it, but the sweeping monk said, "The donor doesn't have to be arrogant, the donor's talent is indeed worthy of these words, otherwise it would not have reached the current state in just two years!" ”

The sweeping monk praised again, Mu Xuan looked at the sweeping monk's appreciative eyes, Mu Xuan could be sure that he was sincerely praising himself, but ......

The reaction of those people in the rivers and lakes was a bit big.

Mu Xuan understood what those people were thinking after a little thought.

They don't care what Mu Xuan's talent is.

They only cared about Mu Xuan reaching the Grandmaster realm in two years, what does this mean?

In addition to the magic cheats, there is also a panacea!

Mu Xuan didn't bother to care what they were thinking, Mu Xuan's words were put here, as long as they dared to fight their own ideas, they would all be killed!

"The national teacher came from afar, could it be that he is like these donors, and wants to set off a killing in Shaolin?"

The sweeping monk asked.

Everyone looked back and forth at these two old monks, and the strength of these two people seemed to be even more terrifying!

Just when everyone thought that the two would also have a dragon fight, they heard the eighth master speak, "The master has misunderstood. ”

"Poor monks are indifferent to fame and fortune, and they are light on life and death, but what Buddhism pays attention to is the word cause and effect."

"The poor monk was regarded as a national teacher by Meng Yuan, these people are also masters of Meng Yuan, if the poor monk did not come to Shaolin, he would naturally not care, but the poor monk is now in Shaolin, so he naturally cannot stand idly by."

"Meng Yuan respects me and respects me for the reason, and I come to the rescue at this time, which is the result!"

"Amitabha Buddha ......"

The sweeping monk glanced at the Hundred Damage Daoist behind the Eighth Master, as well as Ouyang Feng and the others, and then asked, "Mu Shi, what do you think?" ”

It's late, but it's here.

In addition, to explain, there are so many land immortal masters in the Ming Dynasty, as Meng Yuan, who is fighting against the Ming Dynasty, he also has to arrange it, right?

Those like the Hundred Damaged Dao people are not worthy of the land immortals, and they are not enough to force them.

After thinking about it, the introduction of the Eight Divisions can be regarded as balancing the combat power of the two sides, and in addition, there will be no plot of Datang Shuanglong and Broken Void.

Other characters won't add it, such as Fu Cailin and Song Que Chuanying.

(End of chapter)