In the past few months, Ding Mohan opened the door widely, widely accepted the disciples, regardless of the underworld green forest, the side door demons, as long as they worship the door, listen to his orders, then those who come do not refuse, in just a few months, the Central Plains rivers and lakes bandits are like ants attached to the body, and the competitors are connected to the road.

Fang Qingluan was almost victimized by Ding Mohan in the Su Bancheng Chess Club, the second inn battle, got out by luck, and met again at this moment, seeing that the other party was gathered, he was secretly jealous in his heart.

Tian Zongliang is a character who is not afraid of the sky and the earth, and in a few words, he immediately rushed into the enemy formation and fought with the disciples who watched the mountains and seas. Lu Qian wanted to stay away with Han Ning'er. But Han Ning'er cared for her brother and refused to leave. The crowd of disciples who watched the mountains and seas rushed like a tide, and when they landed, they drowned Fang Qingluan and the others.

Lu Qian unfolded the Liuren Streamer Trick, avoiding the people of Guanshan and Haimen, and then heard his father's voice, entered the temple to meet him, and when he heard Chu Sanniang say that Fang Qingluan had been beaten to the ground, he thought: "I'm going to carry Miss Han out of danger." "Rush out.

Ding Mohan's killing of the two monks of Xuan Pain and Xuan Difficulty is the great enemy of the Shaolin faction. When the Shaolin monks heard that he had arrived on Shaomu Mountain, they made a noise when they boarded.

Xuan Sheng shouted: "Today, everyone must be brave, capture the old thief alive, and avenge the two senior brothers Xuan Jian and Xuan Pain." ”

Xuan Ci said loudly: "It's a guest from afar, let's salute first and then soldier." ”

The monks said in unison: "Yes." ”

Xuan Ci said again: "Senior brothers, friends, let's go out and see how the mountains and seas and the green shirt house are tricked?"

Qunxiong was already itching and was waiting for his words. The young heroes with lower seniority and more anxious temperament rushed out in a swarm. Following the four fierce men, heroes from all walks of life, Sui Yan celebrities, and monks from various temples, they all walked out quickly. But hearing the sound of ping-pong choking, the Shaolin monks of the Hui generation sent out the blades of the master and uncle.

The four generations of Shaolin monks in the Xuanhui Void each held a sword and lined up to leave the temple. As soon as they arrived at the gate of the mountain, the monks who were sent to watch in the middle of the mountain rushed to report: "More than 1,000 people watched the mountains and seas, surrounded the young man in the middle of the mountain, and fought endlessly. ”

Xuan Ci nodded, walked to the stone road and looked down the mountain, but saw that the black pressure was all human heads, but I was afraid that there were more than a thousand of them.

The sound of shouting and cheering floated up the mountain with the wind: "The family teacher personally supervised the battle today, and naturally won all battles!"

"You clowns dare to resist the master, it's really bold!"

"Quickly throw down the blade and beg the master to spare his life!"

"The golden body of the master drove to Shaomu Mountain, and with a little finger, Honghua Temple immediately collapsed. ”

The new people who enter the view of the mountains and seas, do not learn the skills, first learn the art of flattering the master, more than 1,000 people sing the praises of the ears, and the Shaolin Mountain sings the praises of virtue.

Honghua Temple has been built for thousands of years, and the sound of "Amitabha Buddha in the South" recited by the monks of the past dynasties, the sum of thousands of years, may not be as good as the praise of the master of the people who watch the mountains and seas at this moment. Ding Mohan stroked his white beard and narrowed his eyes, scented, fluttering, like drunken wine.

Xuanqi was angry with the Dantian and shouted loudly: "Tie the Arhat Great Array!"

Five hundred monks responded: "Tie the Arhat Great Array!" The red clothes flashed, the gray shadow rolled, and the five hundred monks scattered all over the mountains and fields.

The heroes have long heard the name of the Shaolin faction Arhat array, but for more than a hundred years, the Shaolin faction has never been used before outsiders, except for the monks of this temple, no one has seen it.

At this time, Dan saw that the clothes and hats of the monks were colored, or red or gray, or yellow or black, and the blades were different, or knives or swords, or rods or shovels, everyone ran like flying, and in an instant, the people who watched the mountains and seas surrounded the heart.

The number of people watching the mountains and seas is far less than the forest monks, but most of them are newly recruited rabble, fighting alone, and each has some skills. This kind of battle in a formation has never been experienced, and I can't help but panic, and the voice of praising the hundred-year-old monster is inevitably greatly weakened, and many people are silent, secretly changing the idea of praising the "Shaolin Holy Monk" in their hearts.

Abbot Xuanci said: "Mr. Guanshan Haiding came to Shaomu Mountain to be an enemy of the Shaolin faction. Heroes from all walks of life, please watch from the wall, and see how Honghua Temple fights against the masters from the west?"

Heroes from Heshuo, Jiangnan, Sichuan, Shaanxi, and Huguang shouted one after another: "This old thief is harming the martial arts, and everyone is angry and hateful, and kill this fang!"

At this time, Fang Qingluan, Deng Baichuan and others had killed and injured more than 20 people from Guanshan Haimen, and when they saw that the reinforcements had arrived, they immediately jumped away and stopped fighting for the time being. Looking at the mountains and seas, the people in the center of Li Liu, and they are not forced to move forward.

Lu Qian scurried east and west, rushed into the crowd, ran to Han Ning'er's side, and said, "Miss Han, if the situation is dangerous, I will take you out again." ”

Han Ning'er's face turned red and said, "I'm not injured, and I'm not giving people a little acupoint, I'm ...... I will go myself, ......" Xiang Qingluan glanced at Fang Qingluan and said, "My senior brother is strong in martial arts, and it is more than enough to protect me." Lu Gongzi, you better go out. ”

Lu Qian's heart was not the boss, and he thought: "What skills do I have, how can I be as strong as your cousin's martial arts?" But how can I be willing to go out like this......? This one...... Ah, Miss Han, my father has also arrived, and he is outside. ”

He and Han Ning'er have experienced hardships together several times, traveled long distances, and got along for a long time, but Lu Qian never mentioned his identity and origin to her. In his mind, Han Ning'er is a heavenly immortal, he is a worldly person, and he is not proud of the sect master, but in the eyes of the heavenly immortals, what is the difference between the sect master and the common people?

Han Ning'er was also very sincere and grateful to Lu Qian for saving himself several times regardless of his life, but he never paid attention to him as a person, only knowing that he was a nerd who had learned a clever footwork, and had a few hands of qigong secret weapons that were not working from time to time. At this time, I suddenly heard him say that his father was coming, and he was slightly curious, and said, "Is Ling Zun from Sui Yan? You father and son haven't seen each other for a long time, haven't they?"

Lu Qianxi said: "Yes, Miss Han, can I take you to see my father? My father must be very happy to see you." ”

Han Ning'er's face turned red again, and she shook her head and said, "I don't see it." ”

Lu Qian said: "Why don't you see it?" Seeing that Han Ning'er didn't answer, he was bent on pleasing her: "Miss Han, my brother Huihao is also here, and he has become a monk again." Also, my apprentice is here, and it's really lively. ”

Han Ning'er knew that his apprentice was the "Southern Demon God", but why did he accept such a fierce person as an apprentice, but he never asked him, thinking of the strange appearance of the Southern Demon God, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but smile.

Lu Qian saw that she smiled, and her heart was overjoyed, although she was surrounded by mountains and seas at the moment, she had to talk and laugh with Han Ning'er, and the big things were also put aside.

The Shaolin monks spread the Arhat array, the left and right wings, echoing back and forth. Several people from Guanshan and Haimen rushed to the west, and after a short confrontation, they were injured one after another.

Ding Mohan said: "Don't move for the time being. Lang Sheng said: "Abbot Xuanci, you Honghua Temple claims to be the leader of the Central Plains martial arts, in my opinion, it is really not enough. ”

The group of disciples responded: "Yes, our master has arrived, and the monks of Honghua Temple have died one by one without a place to be buried." ”

"The martial arts in the world are all derived from my view of the mountains and seas, only the martial arts of the mountains and seas are truly orthodox, and they are all evil demons. ”

"If you don't learn the martial arts of watching mountains and seas, you will inevitably become a cow, a ghost, a snake and a god, and you will destroy yourself. ”

Suddenly, someone let go of his throat and sang loudly: "Master respects Gaoshi, virtue is worthy of heaven and earth, mighty and universal, ancient and modern!" More than 1,000 people sang according to the voice, and some people took out gongs, drums, flutes, or knocked or blown, so it was not lively. Most of the heroes have never seen the pomp of watching the mountains and seas, and they are all shocked and laughing.

In the sound of golden drums and bamboos, suddenly the sound of horses galloping came from the mountainside. The hooves of the horses are getting louder and louder, and soon the four yellow city flags are raised from the side of the cliff, and the four horses rush up the mountain, and the riders each hold a flag in their hands, and they are waving in the wind.

On the four yellow flags are written five big black letters: "Beggar Gang Leader Sun". The four horses stood on the edge of the cliff, and the rider turned over and dismounted, and planted the four yellow flags in the brightest part of the cliff. The four of them were all dressed as beggars, carrying cloth bags, holding flagpoles, and not saying a word.