When Xuan Ci heard Ye Wei's words, his face suddenly turned pale, and his body couldn't help shaking.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Seeing that Xuan Ci was being pressed by Ye Wei step by step, Xuan Du couldn't hold back his anger for a long time.

"Yes, I'm telling you what I'm talking about. Obviously questioned by Xuandu, Ye Wei shook his head as if he had an epiphany, and he was not interested in explaining at all. Ignoring the Daxiong Treasure Hall and others, he led Li Qinglu and walked straight towards the back mountain.

Xuan Lone's face changed greatly: "Over there is the direction of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion!"

"What a gut!" Xuan Du was so anxious that he actually took down a golden leaf from the lotus candlestick on the wall and threw it at Ye Wei!

This Xuandu is a standard Shaolin warrior monk, refining all the way to the flower fingers, picking leaves and flying flowers within thirty steps is enough to break the tendons and bones, such a close distance, wearing gold cracked stones is not a problem.

Jin Ye went straight to Ye Wei's throat, obviously a killer, but Ye Wei just waved his hand, and Jin Ye was caught by Ye Wei Shengsheng.

Ye Wei's five fingers were forced, and the golden leaf was pinched into an iron marble, squeezed to the fist thumb, and the thumb was as hard as a marble, and the marble rushed straight to Xuandu's chest with a more powerful force than when Xuandu made a move!

Xuandu was shocked, and stretched out his hands one after another, trying to hold the marbles that Ye Wei casually flicked.

It's a pity that the distance between life and death is the distance between life and death, and the marbles hit Xuandu's chest, blowing up a big hole.

Xuandu, death is not blind.

This small marble, which was infused with seven injuries by Ye Wei with a great shift, was almost Ye Wei's most powerful attack method in addition to destroying the heart, how could it be caught by the waste wood Xuandu, who couldn't even stop Gu Mozhi's pirated flower fingers?

Xuan Ci's face was unbearable, and he tried to argue with reason: "Master Ye, why are you so heavy-handed?"

"Are you blind? He wants to kill me, not kill him and keep him for the New Year? Besides, do you really care so much about the legitimate reason why I made a move?"

Ye Wei's words made the Daxiong Treasure Hall silent for a while. The Shaolin monks said in their hearts, why didn't Ye Wei follow the routine? Although the rivers and lakes acted in the end, it was still whose fist was bigger, but the procedure of pulling out the frame to put the facts and reasoning still had to go, and it would be a bit too much to break it directly.

Maybe it was Ye Wei's thunderous blow effect that was really outstanding, and all the monks in the Daxiong Treasure Hall looked like they wanted to do it but didn't dare at the moment, which made Ye Wei a little excited: "Xuan Ci, people are doing what the sky is watching, the evil you do, God knows what you do, you know it, I know it." But so what?"

"There are thousands of people who want to destroy Shaolin, but there are very few who can fight Shaolin? What about the ones who broke through Shaolin? No. ”

"You endure so hard, just because you're afraid of my reputation as the best in the world. If my kung fu is so bad, I'm afraid you will have to shout to maintain the reputation of Shaolin and eliminate demons, right?"

Ye Wei's words made Xuan Ci's face turn blue and white for a while. The first cadre behind him dared to be angry and did not dare to speak, for fear of following in the footsteps of Xuandu.

Ye Wei pointed to Zhiguang, Zhao Qiansun and the others, "I brought them here just to give you a chance to admit your mistake and disband Shaolin." ”

"Hmph, you don't want to use our lives to persecute Master Xuanci!" Zhao Qiansun looked frank and swaying, holding his head high, with an expression that I regarded death as home, waiting for you to slap me to death.

"Zhao Qiansun, you have been stupid for so many years, and you can't wake up anymore. jumped out, rushed to Zhao Qiansun, and slapped Zhao Qiansun's head into a rotten watermelon. Seeing that Zhao Qiansun was dead and had no body, Tan Po on the side screamed miserably and collapsed in Tan Gong's arms.

Ye Wei turned around and sneered, "You really don't think that the fate of Shaolin is decided by Xuan Ci, right?"

When Xuan Lin heard this, he suddenly stood up: "Ye Wei, don't go too far! Not to mention that Abbot Xuan Ci has already decided to bear all the blame, do you really think that Shaolin will not resist?"

"Xuan Liang is cautious! Don't break your reckless thoughts!" Before Ye Wei could respond, Xuan Ci actually sat down on Xuan Lone's shoulder, "Master Ye, what do you want me to do before you are willing to let Shaolin go?"

"Xuan Ci, you are a smart person. Knowing that your fate is no longer in your own hands. Ye Wei nodded, "I'll have a showdown, in fact, I will slaughter all the Shaolin doors by myself, and it won't take a few hours." The reason why I didn't do it was because there was a master in your Shaolin Zangjing Pavilion, and before I met him, I wasn't interested in making a move on you chickens and dogs. ”

"What? Such a powerful master, the monks of the Xuanzi generation had no impression. But if this master is really as Ye Wei said, he can't resist Ye Wei, then Shaolin Temple can't get through today's crisis.

"Are you surprised, surprised?" Ye Wei smiled.

Xuan Ci looked at Ye Wei's expression, his expression was still worried.

"Xuan Ci, during the time I challenged the sweeping monk, you had two choices. The first is that before the Great Song Dynasty came to Shaolin, he disbanded the Shaolin Temple in public as an abbot, and then went to the Great Song Dynasty official mansion as a civilian to surrender. The second one, what do you like, sit back and wait for the results of the battle between me and the sweeping monk. But if you really do this, I will be killed by the sweeping monk on the spot, otherwise when the Great Song Dynasty goes up the mountain, it will be when I slaughter you Shaolin. ”

Ye Wei's words were so angry that people didn't dare to doubt the truth of his words.

"Hahaha! Young man, I'm not interested in standing up for this group of bald donkeys!" Just as Ye Wei was about to turn around and go to the back mountain, a man in black suddenly rushed out of the back mountain, "It's you, you became the first warrior of the Great Song Dynasty at a young age, and I will meet you first for Feng'er!"

"Master?" Ye Wei sneered, "You think too highly of yourself." ”

"Xiao Yuanshan, I'll meet you!" At the foot of Shaomu Mountain, a sturdy young man rushed up the mountain, and shot a heart-shattering palm towards Xiao Yuanshan from a distance, forcing Xiao Yuanshan away from the direction of rushing towards Ye Wei, it was Fang La. Xiao Yuanshan looked at the majestic young man in front of him, as if he had seen a copy of his son, and said in his heart that Song Guo was really talented, but he did not hesitate in his hand, and blasted out a huge palm towards Fang La, who rushed over, which was the Panruo palm that Xiao Yuanshan obtained by stealing into the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion for the second time.

"Xiao Yuanshan?

"Is it Xiao Feng's father, Xiao Yuanshan?"

"Xiao Yuanshan, who died thirty years ago?"

"He said he was hiding in the Scripture Pavilion?"

"Prajna Palm! The palm he uses is Prajna Palm!"

"Could it be the Demon Suppression Army he trained for Western Xia?"

The Shaolin monks talked about Xiao Yuanshan's appearance, but Xiao Yuanshan listened to it, Xiao Yuanshan's face was full of disdain, and he laughed loudly: "Hahaha! You bald donkeys, you like to wronged people! There are two people who look through Shaolin stunts with me, and now only I am still in Shaolin Temple, obviously the least suspected, you just want to put this matter on my head!"