Yi Guozi and Xin Guoliang looked at each other, and they were a little annoyed in their hearts,

The reinforcements sent by Huashan arrived, but now, it is not easy to handle.

They were ordered to come out to test the bottom line of the Huashan faction, and they also wanted to test the current strength level of the disciples of the Huashan faction.

This is just the reason why the two of them came up with an excuse to coerce Huashan and let Huashan's disciples make a move.

"Guo Yiwei, you are pulling around, you don't dare to do anything, it turns out that you just have to wait for reinforcements. ”

Guo Yiwei laughed, how could he be half embarrassed, on the contrary, he was a little proud.

"Yes, you Shaolin is fierce and prepared, and you are not allowed to recruit a few junior brothers to help you?"

Guo Yiwei said sarcastically, ignored the Shaolin people, laughed and greeted Shen Yiyang, who was striding in the courtyard.

"The killing god of our Taihua Sect has arrived, the demons are changing, and the ghosts and gods are silent!"

Shen Yiyang's long hair rose without wind, flew backwards, and strode close to the hall, and a bloody murderous aura rich to the essence was overwhelming, instantly enveloping the entire town guard's mansion.

The faces of the more than twenty Shaolin disciples changed, and they all stood up and looked at Shen Yiyang with a jealous expression.

Kill God Shen Yiyang!

This disciple of the Taihua Sect, who had been unknown before, had made a great name in Jinnan in the past two years, and countless fierce beasts and demon beasts were buried under his long sword.

Some of Shaolin's missing disciples are also suspected of dying under his sword.

Shen Yiyang didn't enter the hall, nodded to Guo Yiwei, and said, "Senior Brother Guo, I haven't seen you for a long time!"

After saying hello, he turned his eyes and looked at a young monk with low eyebrows and extremely inconspicuous eyes among the Shaolin disciples, grinned slightly, and said, "Great monk, let's have fun!"

Everyone in Taihua was stunned, and when they looked together, they saw that the young monk's eyebrows moved, he looked up at Shen Yiyang, smiled slightly, stepped out, and walked out of the hall, came to Shen Yiyang's body, and said: "Shaolin Fangyuan, I've seen Shen Daxia." ”

The master of Shaolin square characters!

Everyone in Taihua took a breath of cold air, Guo Yiwei secretly wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and scolded in his heart, the bald donkey of Shaolin is really the most insidious, and he actually hid such a big master among the disciples, fortunately, he kept an eye on it, and was cautious and did not rush to do it, otherwise he would definitely lose a loss.

It seems that he is about thirty years old, but in fact, he is at least fifty years old, even if he uses his heels, he can imagine that he must be a master of the Qi Transformation Period, and only a genius like Senior Brother Shen can handle it.

Shi Yidai and a few other senior brothers jumped into the town guard mansion, feeling that the atmosphere was a little wrong, they all made eye contact with Guo Yiwei and looked at Fang Yuan together.

Fang Yuantian's eyes were open, he glanced at the new Taihua Sect disciple, his eyes fell on Shi Yidai, and he frowned slightly, there was actually another disciple who had come into contact with the realm of bhikshus, the strength of the Taihua Sect was really not to be underestimated!

Shen Yiyang returned a bow and said, "It turned out to be Master Fang Yuan, it's polite!"

"Master, please!"

According to the original arrangement of generations in the rivers and lakes, the Shaolin square characters are even half a generation higher than the Huashan non-character generations, but they usually communicate, and they are generally commensurate with the same generation, but no matter what, they are higher than the Taihua Yi characters.

Although the world has changed greatly, and many of the original rules seem a little ridiculous now, the Taihua disciples still do not lose their etiquette and give the Shaolin disciples a certain amount of respect.

Fang Yuan also knew that it was useless to say more, and was ready to do it.

Now among the various factions, many people have advanced to the Great Perfection realm that was legendary in the previous martial arts, and their strength is a little opaque.

Yue Buqun once competed with his uncle, but until the point, his uncle was not far from his life at that time, and he didn't dare to take risks, so he didn't measure what kind of accumulation Huashan had in the Great Perfection realm.

Now, Uncle Shi's life expectancy has risen greatly, and he has made great strides in the realm of bhikshu consummation, and now he has touched the realm that Shaolin disciples have never imagined - the Vajra realm, but it has opened up an unprecedented cultivation path for Shaolin monks.

In the past few years, more than a dozen people in Shaolin have successively advanced to the realm of bhikshus, and their strength has increased significantly, and Henan has almost cleaned up, and Senior Brother Fangzheng's plan for the earthly Buddha Kingdom has already had the conditions for implementation.

However, in order to establish a Buddhist state, it is necessary to consider the views of the surrounding Taoist forces, and also to weigh the strength of each Taoist sect, so they were sent out.

Fang Yuan stepped out, his body appeared outside the city, and he took a few light steps under his feet, and he was already standing high on the top of a jungle-covered mountain ten miles to the east.

Shen Yiyang narrowed his eyes, followed and jumped out, making a wild gesture, and the momentum became more and more huge.

The Shaolin disciples poured out of the town guard mansion together, and jumped out of the Yicheng with light skills.

The disciples of Taihua were embraced by the young men of Yicheng, followed out of the east gate, and found a good viewing place from a distance, ready to watch the contest between Taihua and Shaolin's top masters.

Yue Yihua originally wanted to go out to meet Senior Brother Shen, but after thinking about it, his divine consciousness became obscure, wrapping his body, isolating the outside divine consciousness from prying eyes on the spirit stone, and still staying in the crowd.

The Taihua Qi Transformation Period is the same realm as the Shaolin Bhikshu Realm, and they are both the highest realms among the disciples of the two factions now (Yue Buqun's Qi refining period is not advertised), and they are all land immortals in the legends of the martial arts in the past, and no one has ever seen the contest between them.

Although Fang Yuan was nearly twenty years older than Shen Yiyang, he didn't dare to despise this Taihua disciple at all.

The world has changed greatly, and all people, animals, and plants have become extremely powerful, but the progress of people varies greatly from person to person.

Fang Yuan had improved a lot over a dozen senior uncles, advancing to the Bhikshu Realm one step earlier than them, becoming one of the masters with the highest achievements in Shaolin cultivation, and had advanced more than a dozen places in the Shaolin rankings.

But he is still not the most improved in Shaolin, there are several teachers and nephews who have made greater progress than him, and now they are on par with him, I am afraid that it will not be long before they will surpass him.

Therefore, Fang Yuan is very careful, careful can make a 10,000-year-old ship.

Fang Yuan took out a one-foot-six-inch-long vajra from his body, recited the sentence Amitabha Buddha, and looked at Shen Yiyang quietly.

Shen Yiyang stood in mid-air with emptiness, and gave a sword salute to Fang Yuan across the hundred zhangs, knowing that Fang Yuan held his own identity and would not rush to attack, at that moment, the long sword was erected, and he let out a clear sigh.

"Slash!"

The body had already crossed dozens of zhang, and the long sword was full of light, forming a huge and incomparable sword light, like a heavenly river falling from nine heavens, carrying fierce, fierce, ruthless, indifferent, surging towards Fang Yuan.

Fang Yuan didn't attack with the Great Ren Shen Yiyang, his body floated up slightly, as if he was facing the sword light, and the vajra was lifted.

"Om"

Fang Yuan spat out the truth, and the vajra suddenly flashed a yellow halo, the size of a zhang, stopping him from the sword light in the sky around him, and with a wave of the long sleeves of the monk's robe, a brilliant vajra flew out and crashed into Shen Yiyang.

"...... Uproar"

There was a commotion among the young people around, everyone saw more than the martial arts sword, and the most powerful thing they saw was the sword qi of the disciples of Huashan, moving up and down dozens of zhang.

I don't want this master of the Qi Transformation Period, as soon as he makes a move, it is like an immortal law, and he launches a powerful attack dozens of feet in the air.

Shen Yiyang's sword qi was golden and white, more dazzling than the sun, and the edge of the sword qi, hundreds of zhang away, still stimulated everyone's cold hairs to stand up.

The square vajra is golden, seemingly slow and fast, giving people a feeling of being as heavy as a mountain, which is so depressing that everyone is breathless.

Shen Yiyang was just slashing, and a three-zhang long giant sword flashed and slashed on the golden vajra.

"Boom ......"

The sword light dissipated little by little.

The golden vajra split apart, emitting countless points of broken golden light, bursting out in all directions.