The various sects looked at Wudang at this time, and their eyes were full of awe.

It's so strong!

The exterminator is too powerful, and they all know it, plus a Heavenly Sword, it is not surprising for them to solve the first seat of the Luohan Hall.

Needless to say, the white-eyed eagle king was surrounded and suppressed by various major factions at the beginning, and they all knew the strength of the white-eyed eagle king.

The exception is Wudang!

The Wudang Seven Heroes are chivalrous and righteous, although they have a lot of shots, they are all some scum of the rivers and lakes.

They knew that the strength of the Wudang Seven Heroes was good, but they didn't expect that their ability would overwhelm the Shaolin empty characters.

That's an empty word!

Wudang ...... Not only Zhang Zhenren, Song Daxia, but also Yu Erxia are strong.

At this time, Shaolin Square fell into unprecedented silence.

Whether it is the major sects, or the extermination master, or Wudang, the white-eyed eagle king.

No one made any more moves.

Their purpose is to find out what is going on, not to kill Shaolin.

Now all they have to do is wait for Shaolin to reply.

Tata ......

At this moment, seven monks came out with their Zen sticks in their hands folded.

"I'll wait for seven people to fight."

With the seven people coming out, many people's eyes turned cold.

Shaolin is not giving up.

"I'm here in Kongtong!" The five elders of Kongtong, Tang Wenliang, Chang Jingzhi, Luo Qingyang, Elder Xian, Zong Weixia and others shouted loudly.

Leap out.

"Then it's troublesome." Song Yuanqiao nodded slightly at the five elders.

The same is true of the extermination master, Yu Lianzhou, and the white-eyed eagle king.

They can indeed fight, but there is no need, this time it is not their business, it is everyone's business.

"Isn't there an eighteen Arhat formation in Shaolin?" King Yin Ye stepped out and drank coldly.

"Get out."

"I don't have a crush on you bald asses!"

The words fell, and the altar masters of the Heavenly Eagle Sect walked out.

Qinglong Altar, the master of Cheng Altar.

White Tiger Altar, Zhang Altar Master.

The altar of the divine snake, the lord of the altar.

Yin Wufu, Yin Wulu, Yin Wushou

Six people came out directly.

Song Qingshu watched King Yin Ye go out, although there was no expression on his face, he felt strange in his heart.

Uncle has a real grudge against Shaolin.

It's a chance to make a move.

"Sixth uncle, fourth uncle." Song Qingshu pushed Yin Liuxia, as well as the fourth uncle Zhang Songxi.

The two nodded slightly and stepped out.

"King Yin Ye counts us as a share."

Before King Yin Ye could speak, the White-eyed Eagle King smiled, "It's okay." ”

Song Qingshu's small movements before, the white-eyed eagle king saw it in his eyes, and nodded at Song Qingshu.

Song Qingshu smiled a little embarrassed.

It's not that he doesn't believe in the strength of King Yin Ye and the Heavenly Eagle Sect, but he doesn't know how strong the Shaolin Eighteen Arhat Formation is.

The reputation of the Shaolin Eighteen Arhats is not small.

Shaolin saw King Yin Ye's call, and his face was extremely gloomy.

Previously, the Heavenly Eagle Sect killed a lot of Shaolin disciples in Jiangnan.

Eighteen Shaolin monks walked out directly.

"Please!"

King Yin Ye has been holding back his anger since he was attacked by Shaolin monks.

Now there's finally a chance to make a move.

Rushed straight in.

A group of people shot directly.

Eighteen Shaolin monks directly surrounded the Heavenly Eagle Sect, Yin Liuxia, and Zhang Songxi.

The eighteen Shaolin monks advanced and retreated in an orderly manner, and they were extremely skilled in cooperating.

The strength of these people is not bad, especially the internal force.

It's okay at the beginning, but about 10 moves can be played, and the problem comes out, the internal strength of those altar masters of the Sky Eagle Sect is not enough, and the speed is a lot.

King Yin Ye, plus the Heavenly Eagle Sect, plus Wudang, there are only nine people together.

There are eighteen people on the other side, and it is a formation.

If the three of them want to work together to break through one side, the other Shaolin monks will help.

The three brothers Yin Wufu, Yin Wulu, and Yin Wushou were barely able to stop a few people.

Others can barely hold one person down.

The white-eyed eagle king frowned slightly, Song Yuanqiao, Yu Lianzhou is the same, these eighteen Arhat formations are very extraordinary.

"Stalemate!"

"The altar master of the Heavenly Eagle Sect won't last long."

Several people had the answer in their hearts.

Yin Yewang, Zhang Songxi, and Yin Liting also noticed it, and the attack of the three of them was getting faster and faster.

2 people had to be wounded so that they could not unite.

"Left!"

Zhang Songxi snorted, and Yin Liting already understood the intention before Zhang Songxi could speak.

King Yin Ye knew before that if he wanted to open the gap, he could only rely on the two of Wudang, so he had been paying attention.

Zhang Songxi shot, and he shot as soon as possible.

Zhang Songxi and Yin Liting stopped the two with their long swords, and King Yin Ye went directly to one person.

However, they underestimated the change in Shaolin's formation, and at this moment, several other people moved quickly.

Directly blocked the attack of King Yin Ye.

King Yin Ye and others broke through the encirclement, but no one in the Shaolin group was injured.

The two sides are separated again.

"It's difficult." Zhang Songxi said in a deep voice.

Yin Yewang's face was ugly, he also knew that there was a difficulty, if the altar master of the Heavenly Eagle Sect could hold back a few people, they would have a chance.

But the people of the Aquila Sect can't.

Yin Liting, Zhang Songxi was also helpless, and there was no one in Wudang.

Big brother, second brother, definitely not, that's a bit of a bully.

"Father." Song Qingshu saw the unwillingness in the hearts of the fourth uncle, the sixth uncle, and the uncle Eagle Yewang.

He had seen very clearly before that it would be impossible for King Eagle Ye and the others to win the Eighteen Arhat Formation if they fought again.

There is a lack of people, or a lack of a way to break through.

"I'll go."

Song Yuanqiao, Yu Lianzhou, and the white-eyed eagle king looked at Song Qingshu with a slight frown.

Song Qingshu goes?

Didn't Song Qingshu see the previous battle?

Song Yuanqiao was just about to speak, but Yu Lianzhou stopped Song Yuanqiao, reached out and grabbed Song Qingshu's arm to probe the internal force.

Since Song Qingshu was ready to make a move, he didn't hide it.

An internal force emerges.

Yu Lianzhou was shocked in his heart, how did this kid cultivate, he was twice as strong as before.

Let go of Song Qingshu.

"Big brother, senior Yin, you can find out for yourselves."

The two of them went straight to the ground and were equally surprised.

This is not the internal strength that a 10-year-old child can have, and it is no problem to exercise.

"Go ahead." The White-Eyed Eagle King spoke directly.

Although Song Yuanqiao was a little worried, he still nodded, took out the matching sword and handed it to Song Qingshu.

Song Qingshu took the long sword and jumped out.

It's fast!

The people around were surprised, and everyone saw that the Sky Eagle Sect did not have an advantage over the Shaolin Eighteen Arhats.

Originally, someone wanted to help, but Song Qingshu didn't expect Song Qingshu to go directly.

"That's ...... Song Shaoxia. ”

"What a speed!"

"Isn't he hurt? Recovered so quickly? ”

"This speed, this internal force, the future is terrifying."

“……”

Yin Yewang, Zhang Songxi, and Yin Liting watched Song Qingshu arrive and drank coldly.

Usually forget it, when are you fooling around now.

"Nonsense!"

"We can fix it."

"Go back."

Zheng ......

Song Qingshu did not explain, but an internal force emanated from his body, and the long sword in his hand vibrated back and forth under the blessing of the internal force.

"Uncle, fourth uncle, sixth uncle, do you think it's okay?"

At this moment, not only Yin Yewang, Zhang Songxi, Yin Liting, but the pupils of the other people around him constricted.

The same goes for Shaolin.

It is not possible to achieve such a poor internal force, this internal force can already be compared to the second-generation disciples of many sects.

Song Qingshu ...... What a strong internal force.

How did this kid cultivate.

Wudang is amazing!

"Haha, good, good." King Yin Ye laughed and moved again.

"Come!"

"Come!"

The others followed, and the crowd was once again entangled.

Because we had already had an experience before, this time everyone dealt with it separately.

Song Qingshu is completely wandering.

Where it doesn't work, make up for it.

Song Qingshu has been looking for opportunities, and his strength has indeed strengthened, but there is still a gap.

He had to look for opportunities.

It didn't take long for him to see an opportunity.

A Shaolin monk's attack was directed towards the altar master of the Qinglong Hall, and Song Qingshu stepped out with a sword.

"Retreat, I'll come!"

At the moment of touch, the "flying power" of the Nine Yin True Scripture was used to directly unload most of the force.

"Altar Sealing Master!"

"Throwing knives!"

The flying knife in the hand of the altar master was unguardable, and the six flying knives in his hand shot out directly, and the Shaolin monk did not expect Song Qingshu to be able to resist a blow.

How is this possible!

How could Song Qingshu resist.

By the time he was ready to pursue again, the throwing knives had already attacked.

Two monks from the surrounding area came to support directly.

"Uncle!!" Song Qingshu shouted.

"Right!"

King Yin Ye is an old Jianghu, and he senses that there is support over there, and there are few people here, so he directly attacks one person with all his strength.

Bumper ......

The Shaolin monk quickly retreated while blocking the flying knife.

Song Qingshu flashed a smile in his eyes the moment the three of them pushed back.

"Good run."

He didn't chase after the three of them, but went directly to the people who supported the Takano King's side and a monk.

The sword in his hand turned in a circle, and the hilt of the sword was aimed at the man's chest.

The man punched in, Song Qingshu was ruthless in his heart, this blow must be resisted, as long as he resists, give him some acupoints, then this monk will be abolished.

As soon as there is one less person, the power will be greatly reduced, and they will win.

Both attacks hit at the same time.

Rumble!!

Song Qingshu resisted the blow, and the faces of the others changed greatly.

"Qingshu!"

"Qingshu!"

Song Qingshu sensed the changes in the others and roared angrily.

"Leave me alone."

"Break the formation!"

Quickly stabilize yourself and dodge attacks from other monks.

At this time, the person who was concentrated by Song Qingshu with the hilt of his sword spit out a mouthful of blood, and wanted to make a move again, and spit out in a mouthful of blood.

Several people directly protected the man and quickly retreated.

At this moment, King Eagle Ye had already grabbed the Shaolin monk, and a wave of internal strength was released, and he directly threw the person out.

"Kill you in another place!"

At this moment, all the other monks withdrew, and they knew that they had been defeated.

King Yingye seriously injured one person, and Song Qingshu used strange means to make one person unable to use internal force, and he could only lose in the fight.

"It's okay." King Yin Ye, Yin Liting, Zhang Songxi and others came to Song Qingshu's side.

Song Qingshu exhaled a long breath, his face much more ruddy.

"It's fine."

Everyone was relieved at this time, and looked indifferently at the Shaolin Eighteen Arhats, now see how they fight!

At this time, one of the eighteen Shaolin monks folded his hands: "We have lost." ”

"Song Shaoxia doesn't know how my junior brother is."

Song Qingshu said: "It's okay, the acupoint will be opened in half an hour." ”

"Don't use internal force during this time."

"Thank you!" Shaolin people double ten thanks.

The people around were extremely surprised to see the defeat of the Shaolin Eighteen Arhats, and Song Qingshu's strength shocked them.

Resist Shaolin's blow hard, it's fine, and then face the punch again.

"Wudang swordsmanship is so deep comprehension."

"Yes, there's that little bit of hole, it's weird."

"Song Shaoxia is so strong!"

"Yes."

"How old is he?"

"The afterlife is terrifying."

“……”

After Song Qingshu came back, Song Yuanqiao, Yu Lianzhou, the white-eyed eagle king and a group of people looked over curiously.

Others were surprised, and so were they.

Song Qingshu's strength is strong, not to mention, there are so many things.

Chasing Zhang Lang in the river before, the breath-holding method.

After that, there is a way to unload the internal strength.

Today is the acupuncture.

And the quick way to recover from internal injuries.

"Master Tai taught." Song Qingshu saw that everyone was curious, and pushed it directly to Master Tai.

Anyway, Master Tai knew that he had seen Yang Xue and learned the Nine Yin True Scripture.

Master Tai naturally has a way to solve it with him.

The white-eyed eagle king, Yin Ye Wang smiled, Zhang Zhenren had the means to understand, and the group began to recover.

Others don't know what the situation is, but the people in Wudang know that Wudang doesn't.

They won't say anything, though.

Not far away, the five elders of Kongtong and the seven monks and gods of Shaolin are still fighting.

There was a lot of movement.

At this time, the consumption over there is very large.

Qingshu was a little surprised by the strength of the seven people in Shaolin.

No wonder these seven people in Wudang wanted to fight the Wudang Seven Heroes, and their strength was indeed extraordinary.

If the five elders of Kongtong were not familiar with each other, it is estimated that they would not be able to persist until now.

"Let's lose."

Song Yuanqiao said in a deep voice: "No." ”

"Both lose, the five elders of Kongtong will not allow failure."

Yu Lianzhou and the white-eyed eagle king did not say anything, they agreed with Song Yuanqiao's judgment.

Now all eyes are on the battle over there.

The five elders of Kongtong do not allow failure, and they want to seek justice for their disciples.

Even if the price is heavy, they can't afford to lose.

I saw that two of the five elders threw away the weapons in their hands and recovered their fists.

"Seven Wounds Fist!"

"Not good!"

Song Yuanqiao and Yu Lianzhou's faces changed slightly, and the seven injuries hurt the enemy and hurt themselves, there is no need.

As soon as the two of them were about to make a move, they saw a sword light and left.

The exterminator was too first to strike, and the power of the sky directly separated Kongtong from Shaolin.

The five elders of Kongtong and the seven monks of Shaolin both stopped.

The exterminator looked at the abbot of Kongwen.

"Come back." The abbot had recovered a little at this time, and a deep voice sounded.

The seven monks of Shaolin returned directly to Shaolin.

Everyone looked at the abbot of Kongwen, their brows furrowed.

Didn't the abbot of the empty news let them investigate at this time?

"Shaolin really doesn't know about the Red Maple Forest!" A deep voice rang out.

The Exterminator shook his head for a while: "Master Kongwen, get out of the way." ”

"You can't stop us."

"We are only investigating the situation of the Shaolin disciples, and we will not look at anything else."

"Shaolin can't let you wait to investigate." Emptiness snorted coldly.

Since the establishment of Shaolin, it has never been searched.

Now this group of people not only has to search Shaolin, but also to explore everyone's internal strength.

"If I'm really Shaolin, I can't help you."

"Is there no one in Shaolin who deceives me!"

When the words fell, many people were furious, they bullied Shaolin?

Does Shaolin still have a face?

"Are we deceiving you that there is no one in Shaolin! It's you who deceive our sect and no one! ”

"You're so imposing."

"How are you Shaolin going today! I'm crazy to accompany you to the end! ”

"Yes, it's too much of a deception!"

“……”

Seeing that the sects were so angry, Master Kongwen's face turned completely gloomy.

"Everyone, Shaolin has no intention of making enemies with you."

The various sects sneered, and they had no intention of fighting each other?

That's the biggest joke.

Why didn't you say it when you did it before?

Now you can't fight it, come to persuade peace?

Kongwen looked at the extermination master, as well as Song Yuanqiao, Yu Lianzhou, and the white-eyed eagle king.

"The last battle between the four Shaolin monks and my Shaolin monks, if you lose, is it feasible to retreat?"

"Okay!" The exterminator snorted too coldly.

"I'll give you one chance, and one last time."

"After this time, if you're blocking it, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

"Good!" Kongwen clasped his hands together and looked at the person behind him.

"Go and invite the three uncles!"

"Sin, sin."

"I am incompetent, and I have to invite all my uncles."

Hearing this, many people's faces sank, and they called Uncle Shi?

That's at least 2 generations higher than the empty word generation.

Three!

Exterminating Shitai, Song Yuanqiao, Yu Lianzhou, and the white-eyed Eagle King looked a little solemn.

No wonder Shaolin was indifferent to the siege of the mountains by the various sects before.

This is a strong confidence.

At this time, everyone looked solemn, and the only exception was Song Qingshu.

He knew very well that Master Tai had gone to Shaolin.

The generation of Duzi will not do anything when they come out, at most they will discuss a solution.

While everyone was waiting for the final battle, Song Qingshu slowly walked towards Shaolin.

He wants to put a little pressure on Shaolin.

At the same time, give all the major factions a little confidence, and they can't be frightened by Shaolin Sandu.

"Childe ......" Qi Mu pulled a handful of Song Qingshu.

Song Qing smiled: "It's okay." ”

When the others saw Song Qingshu passing, they were puzzled.

Even Wudang is the same.

Song Qingshu stopped not far from Shaolin and asked, "Master Kongwen, everyone is fine now, let's talk." ”

"How?"

Kong Wen glanced at Song Qingshu a few times: "What does Song Shaoxia want to ask." ”

Song Qingshu opened his mouth and said, "Shaolin master." ”

"When my uncle Yin Yewang was besieging and killing the Yuanzi generation in Jiangnan, he was attacked by a monk, have you found that person?"

Kongwen's face was a little ugly: "I didn't find it." ”

Song Qingshu didn't ask the reason: "You have all seen the strength of my uncle Yin Yewang and Yin Wufu, how many people in Shaolin can do it?" ”

"Poor monks can't do it." A monk spoke.

After that, the others spoke.

"Neither can a poor monk."

“……”

Kong Wen said in a deep voice: "I know people with that strength, at that time in Shaolin, these can be found." ”

"I don't have to hide it."

Song Qingshu continued to ask, "What about when the Red Maple Forest was attacked? ”

"Are all the Shaolin masters in Shaolin?"

"Yes!" Empty Wen said.

Song Qingshu turned his head to look at the white-eyed eagle king and shouted, "Grandpa, the five scattered people of the Ming Sect, how strong are Zhou Feng and Monk Peng together?" ”

The White-eyed Eagle King knew what Song Qingshu meant by asking this.

"According to the original situation, the strength of the person who attacked you is not below me."

Song Qingshu turned his head to look at the master of emptiness: "Master of emptiness, you have dealt with me on the bus, is there such a master in Shaolin?" ”

Emptiness folded his hands: "Except for the three uncles who have been stationed in Shaolin all the year round, no one can have this strength." ”

Song Qingshu was a little curious and said: "You Shaolin can't find the person who attacked my uncle, and you Shaolin masters haven't moved!" ”

"There are nine of them attacking the Red Maple Forest, and the nine people will vigorously point to the Vajra Finger, and you don't know."

"The one who attacked me before is a master who can match my grandfather, you Shaolin don't have this person, and you don't know."

"Let's do the math, these are a few masters."

"One uncle, nine red maple forests, and the one that attacked me, count eleven together."

"Together, this group of people doesn't seem to be much worse than you Shaolin."

"Of course...... Figuratively, figuratively. ”

"Don't see the master."

"If Shaolin really doesn't know anything, I'm curious, it's rare that there is a Shaolin in other places."

"That's a lot of masters."

"What do you say?"

Song Qingshu's voice was loud, but everyone present heard it.

11 masters! There is also a master who can be compared to the white-eyed eagle king.

Many people fell into deep thought, and according to the descriptions of the injured disciples of the various sects, the group of people who attacked was very strong.

In this way, if Shaolin does not have the last three uncles, the strength of that group of people is no worse than Shaolin.

But think about it the other way, if that group of people is really Shaolin people, then how strong is Shaolin.

"Song Shaoxia, what do you want to say?" Kongwen looked at Song Qingshu with deep eyes.

Song Qingshu smiled calmly: "Master, I don't want to say anything, I don't like Shaolin very much." ”

"Well, I really don't like it."

"Whether it's because I'm too master, or because of my third uncle, or myself, I don't like it."

"I just want to know an answer, it's as simple as that."

"I'm just reminding you, if you don't do it, let's check."

"Don't make a fuss and embarrass everyone in the end."

After a slight pause, Song Qingshu looked directly at Master Kongwen, and then glanced at the confidence in Shaolin's eyes, proud.

An indifferent voice arose.

"It's true that you Shaolin are martial arts masters, and so is my Wudang."

"You have three uncles, and I also have a master behind me."

"This time, my grandfather, father, second uncle, and my wife will be fine even if they lose."

"If you lose, you lose, we admit it."

"We can wait at the bottom of the mountain and wait for my master to come!"

"You are not afraid of being embarrassed to find the older generation, and I am not afraid of being embarrassed, even if I kneel, I will kneel Master Tai to Shaolin."

"If you want to die, we will fight to the end!"

"I don't believe it, this time you Shaolin are wrong, and it makes sense!"

At this moment, whether it was Shaolin or other sects, they all gasped.

This Song Qingshu is a ruthless person, and he has to kneel Zhang Zhenren to Shaolin.

This is preparing to fight Shaolin to the end.

Looking back, everyone can understand it.

At Song Qingshu's age, he has such a normal temperament.

Song Qingshu really almost died.

A master who is comparable to the white-eyed eagle king is really lucky to survive.

At this moment, everyone was much less worried about finding the three uncles before.

There was a dazzling glint in his eyes.

Song Qingshu is right, it's okay if you lose, wait!

Wait for Zhang Zhenren to come, and fight again!

They don't believe it, plus Zhang Zhenren can still lose!

"What answer does Song Shaoxia want?" At this time, a low voice came from Shaolin.

This is not a shout, but is uttered entirely by internal forces.

The tone was extremely calm, and it was clear to everyone's ears.

"Retreat!" The moment the white-eyed eagle king heard the voice, he moved, and his figure flashed, and the speed was extremely fast, and he directly brought Song Qingshu back to protect him.

looked solemnly at Shaolin.

Such internal forces are definitely not simple.

"Master!"

Yu Lianzhou and Song Yuanqiao glanced at each other, and there was a judgment in their hearts.

They may really want to do what Qingshu said, and go back to find the master.

The various sects were extremely surprised by the internal force of the people.

It's so strong.

I was secretly vigilant.

In the shocked gaze of everyone.

In the Shaolin Temple, three people wearing dark gray monk's robes slowly walked out.

The sleeves are wide, and the word "Buddha" is embroidered on the right chest of the monk's robe.

The Shaolin crowd saluted again and again.

"I've seen Uncle Shi!"

"I've seen Uncle Shi!"

"I've seen Uncle Shi!"

“……”

(End of chapter)