"What happened?"

"Ah, it seems to be the direction of the Scripture Pavilion over there!"

"Go check it out!"

……

A group of Shaolin monks hurried to the backyard, and saw the huge pavilion top of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion flying away from a distance, and was lifted away by Shengsheng, and everyone who saw it was cold all over the body, and was shocked.

Not only the top of the pavilion is gone, only the front and rear feet of their arrival, the Tibetan scripture pavilion is as if it has been exposed to the wind and sun for hundreds of years, and it has turned into a little dust like burning ash in the wind and snow, and the wood and stone have become powder, and the thousands of volumes of Tibetan scriptures in the pavilion have also disintegrated one by one, scattered in the wind and dust, and turned into confetti.

When all the heroes and masters of all walks of life saw this scene, they first lost their minds, and then they were all shocked and moved, and they were dumbfounded.

Looking at it again, the scripture pavilion was gone, and there were no tiles, and only a black-brown foundation remained, as if it had been imprinted with ink in the snow, but it was soon covered by frost and snow.

The Scripture Pavilion is gone.

Suddenly, someone exclaimed, "Look, there are people in the Scripture Pavilion!" ”

Everyone immediately turned their eyes away, and in the scattered wind and dust, several figures really appeared.

"Damn, you have destroyed the thousand-year-old foundation of my Shaolin Temple?"

A monk wanted to come forward to question, but his mouth suddenly trembled, and his face immediately turned like earth, and he hurriedly swallowed back the words that came to his mouth.

In the flying snow curtain, several figures confronted each other from afar, seemingly careless, but there was no wind and snow outside their bodies; What's even more frightening is that Ren Nafeng is so angry that it is difficult to get close to a few people three feet in front of him.

Looking at it from a distance, the wind and snow were forced to drive outside, and they all went against the current, just like a rushing snow wave, and like a white python, rushing back, hovering in the sky, the wind howled like a roar, and finally all wrapped around a person in the field.

Ah Zi's pretty face turned pale, but when she shrank behind Chen Zhuo, she only felt that she was wrapped in a strange force, not to mention that the several wild impulses, even the wind and snow were difficult to add to her body, and she was stunned, and almost dropped her jaw.

She didn't seem to realize that this situation was dangerous, and exclaimed excitedly: "I can't see that you are so powerful!" ”

Chen Zhuo smiled: "Where is this, the people have not yet arrived, and the interesting ones are still to come." ”

While talking and laughing, he looked at several snow waves that were rushing towards him, his eyelids trembled slightly, he raised his hand and pointed in the air, and said lightly: "Fixed!" ”

As soon as the word "Ding" came out, it was like a stone falling into the water, and an invisible and qualitative fluctuation immediately took him as the source, swinging in all directions, and like a layer of ripples visible to the naked eye, born with the word, sweeping the void.

Where the fluctuations passed, the wind dissipated the snow, and the world outside Chen Zhuo's body was silent.

"Huh," Duan Siping was trapped in the fluctuation range, his physical body shook slightly, and he suddenly got rid of his silence, brushed the frost and snow in front of him, his eyes decreased slightly at will, and he stared at him and said, "It's amazing, it's actually a physical and spiritual initiates?" I think I've been in the rivers and lakes for so many years, and it's the first time I've seen such a person...... In a word, if you have divine power, you can control all things, hehe, it's good, it's really good. ”

Everyone else is the best master in the world, so naturally they will not be determined by this finger, but their eyes have changed.

The sweeping monk folded his hands, stood in the snow, looked at the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion with nothing, and sighed faintly: "A thousand-year-old temple! ”

Others did not speak, but responded with actions.

In the face of this provocative move, Murong Longcheng's face was cold, his eyes were gloomy, and his right hand also pointed out a finger from afar, and a sword qi suddenly flew into a green mang, and struck out horizontally, and the wind and snow were divided into two, like a wisp of long rainbow across the sky, falling between him and Chen Zhuo.

The sword qi was brilliant, but in front of Chen Zhuo, he suddenly saw a ball of blood-colored true qi as blazing as fire appear out of thin air, rising up, and taking all the sword qi down.

The blue-robed scribe had a solemn expression on his face, but there was displeasure in his eyes, and he sneered: "What an arrogant boy, don't say that you have something to do with the person surnamed Chen, even if you are his own deity, if you dare to fight us alone today, there is only one way to die, and you can explain the secret of the ascension of the day, otherwise ......"

"Ah, the secret of the ascension of the day is in this man?"

One stone stirs up a thousand waves.

It is said that people die for money, birds die for food, and they are shocked to hear the words of "flying in the day", and many masters of the rivers and lakes and martial arts who were originally taboo and only dared to watch from the sidelines also looked at each other and were ready to move.

What's more, these world-famous masters have passed away for many years in rumors, and no one knows about them, so they were scared away just by looking at them, isn't it a joke. And these people's trip is to find the people behind the scenes who lead the rivers and lakes, and to explore the secret of the ascension of the day, and now that the truth is in front of them, how can they stop.

The forces of all sides glanced at each other, and they had already moved, secretly forming an encirclement formation.

Shaolin monks, beggar gang elders, and some mainstays in the martial arts also secretly raised their breath.

"It's you!"

Qiao Feng couldn't help frowning when he saw Chen Zhuo's appearance clearly.

Although the two only have a one-sided relationship, they are quite impressed.

"Boy, hand over the secret of the ascension of the day, hehe, I will take you out with the crane in the clouds, how about it?"

Strange laughter started, but when I saw that on the eaves in the corner of the temple, a ghostly figure came in the air, moving like flying, dragging layers of afterimages behind him, and he actually got the body technique of "shrinking the ground into inches".

"It's a crane in the clouds!"

Someone spoke, and the rest suddenly stopped pressing.

"Hand it over!"

"Hand it over!"

"I'll spare your life if I hand it over!"

"Speak quickly!"

……

The twisted and shoved faces became hideous and ugly in the crowd, and all kinds of low, sharp, rapid and hoarse voices also rose one after another.

Monk Jintai said: "The cycle of cause and effect, the benefactor, you have a thought to attract the selfish desires and greed of sentient beings in the world with that treasure map, causing this catastrophe, and now the evil consequences are tasted, if you can turn back, it is not too late." ”

Chen Zhuo smiled, pointed at the sweeping monk, didn't look at the people around him, and said with a smile: "You, a monk, have cultivated to such a point, how can you like this set of rhetoric, the cycle of cause and effect?" Hehe, if there is really karma, there will not be so many wicked people in this world, let alone so many evil things; Besides, the thing is mine, shouldn't I have the final say on whether to give it or not? If you tell a reason in a few words, you want me to offer it with both hands, how can it be so easy. ”

"As for your ......," he turned his head and snorted slightly, "If you have my benefits and practiced my kung fu, you can only be grateful to Dade, and dare to show your teeth and claws in front of me?" ”

He suddenly raised his hand and waved, and the five fingers of his left hand searched in the air, and the crane standing proudly on the eaves suddenly changed his face, and he was shocked to feel that something was wrong and jumped up at the same time to run away, but as soon as his feet lifted off the ground, he hung but did not fall, and his hands and feet were bound, as if he was grabbed by an invisible big hand, which was extremely weird.

Chen Zhuo's eyes turned and said coldly: "Duan Yanqing didn't even jump a few times in front of me, what are you?" ”

The crane in the cloud hung in the air, and said with a frightened face: "Ah, you killed the boss...... Plentiful...... Spare ......"

"The Four Wicked Ones?"

Then I saw that the five fingers of Chen Zhuo's left hand were slowly tightened, and the crane begging for mercy in the cloud stopped abruptly, and the whole body seemed to be squeezed, the muscles and bones of the whole body burst, and the blood arrows were scattered, and then exploded into a cloud of blood rain in the air.

As soon as the blood dispersed, those who had originally gathered around immediately shuddered, and the greed in their eyes disappeared in an instant, replaced by indescribable fear and shock, and they were awakened by fright.

But there are those who are not afraid of death.

"Then I'll play with you first!"

Chen Zhuo smiled faintly, swallowed deeply, and in the whistling wind, a strange heartbeat came out.

"Plop...... Plop ......"

(End of chapter)