The seven old monks sat in a row on chairs, facing Yue Buqun's sword and walking around, none of them said anything.

They all bowed their heads and moved the Buddhist beads, as if they were silently reciting Buddhist scriptures.

"Senior Brother Yue, I'm afraid it's a little difficult this time."

"These Shaolin monks are really cunning, that Guangxin master I also met with the master when I was a teenager, the road meets the water bandit can punch people's heads into the chest with one palm, and now it's only been a few years, so it's so inconvenient to act?" In the camp of the Wuyue Sword Sect, the Tianmen Dao people deliberately amplified their voices and said.

Tianmen is a real person, and he is really good when there are problems.

Shaolin's pretense can be seen by anyone with a little knowledge, but the only thing to say is Tianmen.

"Huh! Senior Brother Tianmen can't say anything, Shaolin martial arts pay more attention to fierceness, but you need to abide by the precepts, don't eat meat, and stay until you are older, naturally it is a loss of qi and blood, how can you say that these masters are pretending? Tang Yingyu of the Songshan faction followed and said.

Since Zuo Lengchan was abolished by Yue Buqun, the younger generation of the Songshan faction automatically began to use Tang Yinghe as the core, and Tang Yinghe obviously also represented the will of many people in the Songshan faction, and began to actively repair relations with the other factions of Wuyue.

His words sounded like an explanation, but in fact his intentions were even more unpredictable.

There is a feeling of digging the foundation of Shaolin.

After all, the Songshan faction and Shaolin are on the same mountain range, and there are many conflicts in daily life.

And just when the crowd began to talk.

Yue Buqun has come out with a sword!

He didn't take out any of the swords from the sword case, but directly put his index and middle fingers together, using his fingers as swords, and pointed at the seven old monks at the same time.

At this time, in the eyes of the seven old monks, Yue Buqun stretched out his finger as a sword, and they all pointed at them.

There were two old monks whose breath was locked, and they were excited for a while, one crushed the armrest of the chair under the seat with his fingers, and the other accidentally broke the Buddhist beads in his hand.

Among the remaining five old monks, another suddenly threw his head back, as if he had been impacted, and half fainted.

Among the Shaolin monks, someone immediately shouted: "Yue Buqun! Do you dare to harm my uncle? ”

"Yue Buqun! If my uncle and ancestor have three long and two short, I will definitely not rest with you. ”

Yue Buqun didn't care about these gossips, his fingers were together, but the speed under his feet was not fast, and he was holding his sword and fingers, approaching these old monks step by step.

The mountain wind came suddenly, rolling up a large number of leaves.

Someone saw Yue Buqun's sleeves, both carrying a thick purple qi.

Then, between his sword fingers, a condensed purple blade had already taken shape.

No one would doubt the lethality of this purple blade.

"Don't rely on speed, let alone the sword, just with internal force, you will turn into a sword qi like substance, so by such means... It's appalling! The people in the rivers and lakes who are good at making swords can't help but sigh.

Yue Buqun's previous sword methods, they couldn't understand it, but it was not easy to evaluate, looking envious and jealous, just shout '666' by the way.

And at this time, when they understood the means, they were even more surprised by the difficulty, they couldn't help but admire, and at the same time, they knew that Yue Buqun was unfathomable, and they didn't dare to match.

Yue Buqun walked towards the seven old monks step by step, and the momentum and pressure were also accumulating step by step.

If you don't want to resist, it's a little better.

Secretly competing, he took on more pressure and couldn't help sweating on his forehead.

The four old monks, without having to communicate, joined forces at the same time.

Sitting on the chair, their respective internal forces turned into air currents and surged out, combined in one place, like building a wall.

Yue Buqun's fingertips poked over, and with a touch of the blade, he gently cut through the qi wall, letting the wind line up from both sides, blowing up his long hair.

At this moment, the purple internal force finally poured out like a flood.

In an instant, it turned into a large purple air mass, enveloping Yue Buqun and the seven old monks.

Under the wrapping of this purple qi, others not only couldn't see what was happening, but also couldn't perceive the situation.

Although the Shaolin monks knew that Yue Buqun would not do anything out of the ordinary in front of everyone, they couldn't help but get nervous.

The next moment later, Yue Buqun's voice was heard first.

"Found you!"

Then, another voice came out: "Good boy, you cheat! ”

In an instant, there was a violent explosion, tearing the purple air mass apart.

Yue Buqun and an old monk wearing a red-backed gold-silk robe exchanged hands in mid-air, and then both flew away in the air.

Yue Buqun stood on top of the treetops, his figure floating with the swing of the branches.

The old monk was standing on top of the stupa on one leg, already showing the hideousness on his face.

Everyone in Shaolin was shocked.

Fang Zheng even shouted directly: "Master Puyuan! What are you? ”

"Can't you see it yet? Where is his uncle and ancestor, he is clearly treacherous. ”

"If it's not treacherous, how can you block the blow of Master Yue's opening the mountain and breaking the stream?" Dongfang Bai seemed to admire Yue Buqun very much, and he kept waving his flag and shouting for Yue Buqun, if it weren't for his identity as the acting leader of the Sun and Moon God Sect there, others would still think that he was a member of the Five Mountains.

"Demon Sect thief, don't talk nonsense, Patriarch Puyuan has profound skills, and there is only one Yue Buqun, how can he not stop it?" A monk of the square character retorted.

Let's just talk about it.

Not many people believe it.

After the incident in the Phantom Realm, how strong Yue Buqun is, and people who have no concept have some numbers in their hearts.

It is by no means a realm that can be reached and comparable to those in the rivers and lakes.

No matter how profound Shaolin is, it is definitely more than a step behind.

As Dongfang Bai said, only by being treacherous can he match Yue Buqun.

It's just that what method did Yue Buqun use to make this parasitic thinking of Puyuan appear?

"All the disciples listened to the order and set up a hundred and eight Arhat array, together with me... Subdue demons and subdue demons! Fang Zheng lifted the yellow monk's robe on his body and said.

Between the lightning and flint, he had already made up his mind to mix the weight of Shaolin's losses.

"Today, we must not let this evil that insults Buddhism and fools the world run away." Fang Zheng continued.

In a series of events, Shaolin has repeatedly missed the opportunity.

Now that Puyuan has been determined to be evil, if he is allowed to escape, or if he is killed by others, Shaolin's thousand-year-old reputation will be completely destroyed.

"Yes!" Many Shaolin disciples, even if they were unwilling in their hearts, still quickly set up a stick formation.

Looking at the Shaolin disciples who surrounded him, he turned into the treacherous of Pu Yuan, and opened his mouth... It was really cracked, and there was a shrill laugh.

"Hee-hee-hee! I'm really underestimating you. ”

"Yue Buqun! I remember you! ”

"You pretended to preach, saying that you wanted to find me out through the speed of wound healing, but in fact, you secretly used Chen Cang, secretly used spiritual secret techniques, and used them to stimulate me to make a move, and I didn't notice it for a while, and I actually fell in love with your way."

"Good... Okay very! ”

"With such a smart brain, it must be very tasty to eat." As soon as the words fell, the evil who incarnated as Puyuan turned into a shadow and rushed towards a Shaolin monk first.

Just a face, so the monk was drained of his spirit and turned into a dried corpse.

Then the phantom took advantage of this move to temporarily tear a gap from the big array, and in the blink of an eye, he was about to flee away.

It's obviously vicious, but in fact, he doesn't intend to be tough at all.

Sure enough, it is worthy of being tricky, after eating people, thoughts and cognitions are closer to people, rather than like shapes, although they have brains, but their cognitions are different, and they are easy to be used as targets to gather fire.

"Demon, where to run?"

Yue Buqun stretched out his hand, and several swords were already unsheathed, forming a sword formation, shooting towards the treacherous evil.