After making up his mind, the Kaishan Fierce Ding opened his eyes violently, shouted, and the axe slashed.

He used the strength of his life in this way, firstly, he wanted to sell the faction in front of all his fellow kamikaze battalion colleagues, and secondly, he hoped for a quick victory, so that he could leave this barren mountain and return to the division as soon as possible to receive the reward.

The old abbot was just about to deal with it, and suddenly two little monks rushed from behind him, who were the guard disciples of the Shaolin Dharma Hall.

These two people are said to be difficult, and the other is bitter, and Xuanwu, who previously commanded the bronze array, is a disciple of a master, and has always respected the master of the abbot, but now seeing that he is in trouble, he hurriedly fought a bloody way out of the chaotic army and rushed to the rescue.

"Dang!" There was a crisp sound in the sky, and the two long sticks worked together to resist Ding Deli's big axe, although the tiger's mouth was immediately shaken, but for the sake of the overall situation, he had to endure and not show it.

"Well, with the two of us here, don't want to be presumptuous in front of the abbot. Seeing that this sudden change had completely disrupted his plan, Ding Deli smiled disdainfully and said jokingly: "Oh, there are two more people who are sent to death? ”

"You ......" Before Abbot Huitong finished speaking, the two little monks were already moved, their bodies turned around, and they all called Ding Deli, vowing to give him a few colors for this arrogant man.

Ding Deli's big axe rotated, like a perpetual wheel, and the two monks' sticks were cleverly taken down, and then took the opportunity to defend as an attack, and the step under his feet was wrong, and he waved the hardware Xuanhua axe to Xuan Ku.

The little monk Xuan saw that things were not good and hurriedly dodged, but his body was too slow, and he was a step too late after all, and he was cut open in the lower abdomen by Ding Deli with an axe, and his intestines flowed.

Xuan Nan saw that his best junior brother's life was on the verge of death, so he immediately became angry, and opened the long stick in his hand to use the thirty-six ways of subjugating the magic stick method taught by the master.

In an instant, I saw that the layers of stick shadows in front of him were endlessly changing, and every move was an unreserved move, without considering his own retreat at all.

"Thief Splash Monk, you can die here for me too!" Ding Deli saw the opponent's attack, jumped up violently, and stepped on the long stick of the mysterious monk, don't look at him here on the surface, but in fact, the strength is no less than the kung fu of a thousand catties, and he immediately lost his breath.

The old abbot saw that these two juniors had already fallen in order to protect themselves, if even this mystery was a ghost under the sword of that group of unscrupulous thieves, what was the point of being a master and uncle?

Thinking of this, he couldn't allow Monk Huitong to hesitate for a moment, put the Jinding Zen staff in his hand, and saw the moment when the figure of Kaishan was swinging,

"Whoosh" threw it out, and it smashed on the ribs in his chest, which can be regarded as indirectly saving Xuan's life.

Ding Deli, who was suddenly in pain, wiped the blood that overflowed from the corner of his mouth, looked at the old abbot viciously and said: "Old bald donkey, this is what you forced me, since my grandfather joined the army to the present, it can be said that there are countless battles, and there are really few people who can hurt me, but the result of this price is also extremely painful, and then I am ready to die obediently!"

"Amitabha, since Your Excellency is still stubborn, then don't blame the old man for being ruthless. The old abbot poured his strength into his palm, leaned over, and fought with the master and nephew of Xuan Xuan.

At this time, the Kaishan Fierce Fox couldn't care about Tian Fengzhuo's order to capture him, just to get out of the evil spirit in his chest, and the big axe turned into a life talisman to fight the two monks.

At the same time, Cui Shiyuan and others rushed through the ancient plank road halfway up the mountain after a lot of fighting, and saw the fire rising in the Honghua Temple on the top of the mountain before they wanted to rescue, and they were running into the monk Huikong who was rushing to the ground.

Due to the urgency of the current situation, I didn't care about asking the reason for the belation, and after a brief discussion, the monk Huikong led the way, took the wild path to avoid the edge of the army, and attacked the back mountain of Shaolin.

Along the way, the old and young knights were all anxious, for fear of missing the best opportunity to rescue Shaolin, but fortunately, Cui Shiyuan's eyes were sharp, and he immediately recognized the old abbot who was fighting viciously in front of him, and hurriedly shouted: "Master, look over there, but is Shaolin the same door?"

"It is my senior brother Huitong, the first step in redeeming the poor monks. Before the words fell, Xiao Rulai had already gone out, only to see his figure flowing, his steps like flying, and in a blink of an eye, the battle situation was approaching.

"Amitabha, senior brother, I'm here to help you!" I heard a familiar voice sound, and the old abbot peeked at it, and it was actually his junior brother Huikong, who he had been thinking about for a long time, and he couldn't help but be angry at his recklessness.

Looking at the vast army in front of me, if we are involved in the battle together, then won't my Shaolin vein perish from the roots?

I wanted to blame him, but it was too late.

"Oh, it turns out that there are still Shaolin remnants in this mountain forest, come here, search for me along the road, and if I find that the Shaolin disciples will be killed!"

In his opinion, such a matter of cutting the grass and eradicating the roots must be done neatly, and I am afraid that I will leave a disaster in the future, and it will be difficult for him to get rid of the crime of dereliction of duty in front of His Majesty.

Back in the battle, the arrival of Monk Xiao Rulai Huikong undoubtedly doubled the pressure on Ding Deli.

The original old abbot and the little monk of Xuan Jian were not easy to deal with, but now there is such a master, don't say that he is just a military general of the dynasty, even if he is a skilled hidden master in the rivers and lakes, he does not dare to underestimate it.

But seeing the wide apricot yellow monk's robe flying up and down, the situation in front of him must not be in love, after the monk Huikong weighed the pros and cons, the shot was a great mercy seal, and shot down the fierce Kaishan Fierce Ding's powerful axe, followed by a palm, and hit him firmly in front of the chest.

The little monk Xuan couldn't see the opportunity, picked up the long stick in his hand, smashed his neck, knocked Ding Deli's whole person away, and fell heavily in front of Tian Fengzhuo's horse.

"Damn! You gang of thieves and monks, don't even think about leaving today! Kill me!" At the sound of the order, hundreds of soldiers swarmed up and surrounded the only remaining force of Shaolin.

Although there are Huikong monks and the old abbot, they are finally invincible with two fists and four hands, and they cannot fight here for a long time, and they will become irretrievable defeats after a long time.

In the mountains and forests, Cui Shiyuan led all the heroes to rush to support, but unexpectedly, halfway through, he bumped into a small team head-on, and the number of people was only about twenty, but they were all tall and extraordinary.

"Who is it? But the complicity of the Shaolin rebellion?" Now that his whereabouts have been exposed, Yi Chengfeng, who is alone for thousands of miles, does not want to disguise it anymore, and takes out three of them from his arms

The "Silver Meteor" shot out.

"There is a hidden weapon, the leader be careful!" Under the reminder of his subordinates, Qi Tao, the cold face of the Heavenly Sword Guard, pulled out the treasure knife under his ribs, and shot down Yi Chengfeng's three flying knives at the same time with only a cold light.

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