The two of them went one after the other, and soon crossed the courtyard, came to the square where the main entrance of the Shaolin Temple was located, and stood on the roof on the side and watched not far away.

At this time, there were many Shaolin warrior monks standing in the square, holding long sticks and confronting each other with serious expressions. Abbot Lichen also arrived early, and was standing at the front of the crowd at this time, frowning at the person in front of him.

The man was tall, but thin, dressed in a short black suit, and wore a large black cloth hat, the black veil that hung down from the edge of the hat obscured his face, and he could not recognize whether he looked black or white.

"The donor's habit of knocking on the door, I'm afraid it's going to change......" Master Lichen looked at the two mahogany door panels that were kicked away from afar, and there was complexity and helplessness in his eyes that couldn't be hidden.

The man in black tilted his head slightly, glanced at him, and then snorted disdainfully, as if he didn't pay attention to the former's words at all.

"What's wrong, what's wrong?"

At this time, "Shuofeng Knife" An Rushan, "Blue Blood Gun" Xue Dehuan, "Walking Whip" Cui Cheng, as well as the famous thief Wen Jie and Li Yan also arrived one after another with their own weapons, they glanced at the situation, and then at the few monks who were supported, they immediately had a position, and they all pointed at the man in black and reprimanded angrily:

"Who are you? How dare you come to the Shaolin Temple to make trouble?"

After all, they are also guests staying in Shaolin, and now that the host is in trouble, and it doesn't seem to be very tricky, they naturally want to fight the grievances.

"Hehe," the man in black sneered a few times, "You miscellaneous fish are not worthy of talking to the old man." ”

"What a big breath!" An Rushan was furious, and was about to draw his knife immediately, but was hurriedly held down by Cui Cheng on the side, and said in a low voice:

"Brother An, this person's origin is unknown and I don't know the depths, I'm afraid that acting rashly will cause more trouble-"

Then he suddenly raised his voice and said with a smile: "-Besides, it's not you and me who are in charge here, let's take a look at the dust abbot first!"

Several knights looked at each other and nodded secretly.

"Master, it should be the new Shaolin abbot, right?" the man in black suddenly asked.

"Amitabha," Lichen recited the Buddha's name, "it is the poor monk, I don't know why the donor suddenly broke into my Shaolin and injured my monk today?"

"Hehehe, Master doesn't have to be nervous," the man in black sneered a few times, "If I really want to do something to the Shaolin Temple, your monks won't just suffer zero flesh injuries at this time." ”

"Oh, then why did the donor come?" asked Abbot Chen, plainly.

"I only need one person," Black-clothed Rao scanned the crowd with cold eyes, "a person hiding in your Shaolin Temple." ”

The abbot frowned slightly, and just as he was about to answer, he heard a sound of clothes breaking through the air above, and then, a cold cry appeared behind the man in black:

"My head is here, how are you going to take it?"

The man in black turned around slowly, and his eyes suddenly changed:

"Oh, it's the two of you?"

The one who came was Ke Yan, who was in a shirt of green clothes and a sword, and Hu Ji, who was cold-eyed.

"Could it be that the 'Yama Sword' Ke Yan?" An Rushan and the others on the side couldn't help whispering, staring at the word "Nian Jun" on the sword in Ke Yan's hand.

"It's a misfortune that I met you here...... "The man in black sighed, "Then things are going to be difficult......

Ke Yan and Hu Ji couldn't help but glance at each other, and said in a deep voice: "This is interesting, did Your Excellency find the wrong person, or did we recognize the wrong person?"

"Ke Daxia really laughed," the man in black laughed playfully, "How can the old man dare to risk his life to trouble the two of you?"

"Your voice sounds ......" Hu Ji's eyes froze slightly, "There is a very familiar disgust... Since you're here, why don't you dare to show your true colors?"

"It's really a noble man who forgets things, what's the matter? Can't Your Highness hear who the old man is?" the man in black looked at him and suddenly laughed strangely.

Boom Boom ......

He no longer deliberately suppressed and restrained, and the majestic internal force violently shook with a faint fishy smell, and many people with low martial arts could not bear the strength and sat aside. An Rushan, Cui Cheng and the other five people also stumbled a few steps.

Looking around, there were only three people present who could be as stable as Mount Tai from beginning to end - Ke Yan, Hu Ji, and Abbot Chen.

Feeling this familiar taste, the three Rao eyes couldn't help but change in an instant, and they subconsciously blurted out at the same time:

"It's you!" "Red-faced Old Devil ......"

"The red-faced old devil?" the five knights on the side couldn't help but be startled when they heard this.

The big knife in An Rushan's hand slipped down on the Lin at some point, and there was a crisp sound, which made him tremble again, and then he knew that he was out of shape, and he hurriedly bent down to pick it up.

It's dangerous...... Thanks to Cui Cheng...... He secretly wiped a handful of sweat and gave Cui Cheng a friendly and grateful look beside him.

"Guy, do you finally remember?" The red-faced old devil slowly took off his hat, and the new middle-aged face made the faces of these few people who knew him change.

Ke Yan sneered: "Without that red scar, I really won't recognize you for a while." ”

"Don't worry, you'll slowly get used to the old man's new face...... "The red-faced old devil smiled solemnly, "How about it, do you need the old man to repeat my question again?"

"I'm still a little curious, how did you find here?" Ke Yan asked with a calm smile on the surface, but in fact, the sword in his hand was secretly tightened and could be stabbed out at any time.

"The old man only cares about arresting and interrogating people all the way, but unfortunately, those who don't know don't know, and the few who know are also hard bones," the red-faced old devil's eyes were also staring at the sword of the other party's mobile phone, "Fortunately, the old man suddenly remembered that there is a place in your Central Plains, and the people there can be described as omniscient and omniscient——"

"Vientiane Pavilion?" Hu Ji raised his eyebrows, and he had already guessed it.

"So—the old man asked this abbot master for the last time," the red-faced old devil asked the dust behind him without looking back, "Xiao?, where are you hiding now?"

What? Is that Shaw here too?

Except for the three people who were present and informed, the rest of the people were in an uproar when they heard this.

Now Xiao's name is really known and unknown to everyone in the Central Plains, but I can't imagine that he is actually hiding in this Shaolin Temple?

An Rushan and several people also looked at each other, guessing in their hearts - it's really strange, this whole winter, there don't seem to be many outsiders on the mountain?

Could it be that Xiao pretended to be a monk a long time ago and lurked in Shaolin?

Everyone thought about it, but they didn't expect that in that side room, the young man who was once riddled with evil diseases and dying was the "Xiao?" who made his subordinates rejuvenate the people.

"Amitabha, the monks don't speak, Lord Xiao Shi is indeed in the temple juice right now..."Abbot Lichen stared at the red-faced old demon with a solemn gaze, "But it is absolutely impossible to hand it over to you, the demon of the mixed world!"

"Although this king doesn't know what you're looking for him," Hu Ji said coldly, "but now that it's in Shaolin's territory, you might as well think about how to stand and get out of here." ”

"Truly, since the old man dares to come, he naturally has the capital to go out......" The red-faced old devil laughed and said without fear.

Everyone looked at each other, not knowing what trick he was going to play.

I saw the red-faced old devil turn his head sideways, whistle at the gate of the temple that had no door panel, and shouted strangely:

"Don't get in here yet!"

Everyone was stunned, and they all looked over, only to see six women with scattered heads, trembling across the threshold, and slowly walked in.

The women, all dressed in simple coarse cloth clothes, looked like ordinary peasant people, but they were so desperate that each of their hands was pierced by a sharp blade, and their feet were also heavily shackled, and every step was difficult.

As soon as they saw everyone, they immediately fell to their knees with a "poof" and wept bitterly with tears streaming down their faces:

"Please, masters, help!"

"Masters, save me!"

"My son is still waiting for me at home......"

The blood, dripping down, not only stained the earth illuminated by the Buddha's light, but also burned the hearts of the abbot and all the monks.

He was furious: "Bastard, what are you doing! Let them all go!"

"Don't get excited, abbot," the red-faced old monster smiled and blinked, "Their lives won't be a big problem for a while, but after that, it's not going to be good......"

"After?" Abbot Chen's breathing became noticeably shorter.

"Yes," the red-faced old devil smiled and nodded, "I have put a unique secret Gu on them, if there is no cure within an hour, the Gu worms will definitely eat back, so that they will all be tortured to the point that their skin will be opened, and finally the seven orifices will bleed to death! Of course, as long as the old man is willing, he can spare this hour and let them die immediately!"

"You!you!" Abbot Lichen turned blue with anger, "How can there be such a vicious and despicable person as you in the world!" he wanted to step forward to rescue them, but he was afraid that he would kill them directly, so he hesitated for a while, and could only pace anxiously in circles.

The red-faced old demon looked at the dust, and a triumphant smile appeared on his face. In this way, the initiative of the whole thing completely falls on his-

The red-faced old demon suddenly stirred up, and subconsciously flipped up and flew up, and in the position where he was standing, there was already a sword in the cold-

A cold, sharp sword.

There was also a strand of black cloth hanging on it.

Everyone couldn't help but shudder, even though it was in front of all the sparing, no one could see clearly when Ke Yan's sword was used.

One hit missed, Ke Yan changed his tricks at the same time, his brows also furrowed slightly, it seems that this old demon's skill has increased instead of decreasing?

He didn't hesitate, and immediately stepped on the air and chased after the red-faced old demon above the air.

Brush –

The red-faced old devil shook his arms, and he had already thrown out a row of iron nails, slowing down the former's attack.

After the electric and flint fight, both of them were stable Luolin, but their faces were more ugly than the other.

"Ke Yan!" the red-faced old demon shouted in a low voice, "You don't want to die yourself, don't you even want these lives?"

"First of all, you made a very serious mistake," Ke Yan sneered coldly, "I'm not like them, thinking about purifying sentient beings, my heart has always been just me!"

Before the words fell, the others had disappeared out of thin air.

There was a surge of qi, and in the next second, it ghostly appeared above the head of the red-faced old demon, and the long sword in his hand was facing the latter's spirit cover, stabbing it fiercely!

The red-faced old devil was startled, and he jumped back to avoid it far away, but he never thought that this was just Ke Yan's deliberate trick, and in an instant, he had already drawn his sword again, approaching the red-faced old devil's face.

Seeing that the situation was very bad, the red-faced old demon immediately relented, bit something in his mouth, and a stream of purple-black liquid spewed out, and went straight to Ke Yan's sword spring—

Ke Yan's affection for that sword was beyond the scope of ordinary people's blades, and he expected that Ke Yan would definitely give up.

Sure enough, Ke Yan was worried that the sword body would be damaged, so he hurriedly retracted the attack, and hurriedly jumped away with a backflip-

Laugh at!

As soon as the purple-black liquid met the air flow, it immediately steamed like boiling water, corroding the affected floor tiles into a mess.

The red-faced old demon took a few breaths, and became a little annoyed: "Are you really not afraid that I will kill them?"

"If you want to kill, kill you, what do you want to do with me?" Ke Yan replied calmly, seemingly not caring about life and death at all.

In fact, he really didn't care? That was impossible, since he was a swordsman with a chivalrous name, he must be indignant about all kinds of injustices.

It's just that Ke Yan is thoughtful, and when he sees that the general trend has gone, he naturally refuses to let everyone submit to the coercion of the red-faced old devil. He can't force those Shaolin monks to go against his heart, but he can disguise himself.

He wants to be that outlier, he wants to psychologically defeat the fighting spirit of the red-faced old devil, and take risks, so as to finally achieve the best of both worlds.

Because Ke Yan was sure that the red-faced old devil would definitely not throw this last chip out directly, otherwise the twelve King Kong and the eighteen Arhats of Shaolin Temple alone would be enough for him to drink a pot.

What he had to do now was to quickly subdue the red-faced old demon before he completely lost his patience, but it was obviously difficult for him to do it alone.

So he turned his head, looked at Hu Ji, the silent king of Zhang, and chuckled:

"What's the matter? Could it be that His Royal Highness King Zhang has also become an indecisive monk?"

"His Royal Highness King Zhang?"

"He's King Zhang?"

"Na, why isn't he in Yunnan......? Alas......"

Hu Ji was also familiar with the art of war and strategy, and soon understood the meaning of Ke Yan.

He nodded and sneered:

"Of course not!"

Then, he took a long stick in his hand, rushed forward quickly, shook a spear flower, and attacked the red-faced old demon with Ke Yan-

The red-faced old demon looked at the figures of the two approaching, his pupils contracted, and his cruel and tyrannical gaze suddenly magnified several times.

He shouted angrily:

"If you want to die, the old man will fulfill you!"