Abbot Huitong stood on the high platform with a golden tripod Zen staff in his hand, and in his eyes, this unwarranted disaster of the Shaolin faction was still unpredictable.

Looking back at the founding of the sect by its predecessors, it has gone through countless waves of torture and suffering, and it must not be buried in his own hands no matter what.

As the so-called chanting of the Buddha's name Buddha is not guaranteed, only to catch the knife to protect himself. In this battle, even if it ends up being a fish and a net is broken, it must swear to defend the pure land in front of it.

After receiving the abbot's order, Xuanwu personally led the disciples of the Discipline Institute to set up a bronze army outside the temple gate, waiting for the official army to attack the mountain.

To be honest, he didn't know whether this final battle could protect the lifeblood of Shaolin. However, Master often taught him, "If you don't stick to everything, how can you know what the result will be?"

This time, in the face of the imperial court's ignorance of the "death-free gold medal" given by the emperor in the temple, the army pressed the border, and acted perversely, which was already a great crime in the world.

In the martial arts, there was a catastrophe for this, riots broke out, and everyone was in danger, which was tantamount to self-destruction for Li Tang's world.

Could it be that as the rumor said, the rooster gets up in the morning, and the yin and yang disasters arise in chaos? Perhaps, all this has already been determined in the dark.

Xuan Wu stared at the bronze array in front of him, this time the enemy can be said to have gambled on the entire family background of the Shaolin faction, if he misses, this century-old temple will be destroyed.

Thinking of entering the temple since he was a child, he was fortunate to be the first Huineng Zen master of the Discipline Institute at the age of five to practice martial arts, and it has been more than 20 years.

Although his ability is mediocre, he has long regarded this Shaomu Mountain as his home, how can he not be heartbroken now that the killing and robbery are coming?

"Kill! Exterminate the rebel party and thieves!"

He was thinking about it here, when there was a sudden shout in front of the mountain, Xuanwu immediately took two steps, his body floated, jumped onto a big rock, and looked hard.

But he saw that a large number of soldiers, led by several generals with helmets and armor, had entered the front of the mountain. The outpost defense line laid before was vigorously rushed by them, and it collapsed in an instant, and countless Shaolin disciples were buried under the sharp butcher's knife, and the scene was so miserable that Shaolin Mountain suddenly turned into a boundless Shura purgatory.

"Monks, a bloody battle is imminent, and listen to my orders and set up a formation!"

As soon as the words fell, the thirty dragon and tiger warrior monks divided into three lines.

In the first line, the Arhat Demon Conquering Long Stick was held in his hand, just waiting for the enemy to dare to go forward, open the mountain and split the stones and crush the liver and gallbladder.

In the second line, King Kong angrily looked at the iron pestle and asked the turbidity, mixed the yuan and the dantian gathered, and the martial arts shook the Gangshan Mountain.

In the third row, the cold-faced Cihang blocked the demon with one palm, and the tiger legs of the boxing match were like dragons, and the strong wind swept differently.

"Well, if you know each other quickly, you can also avoid the pain of waiting for swords. Violators, this general will not be spared!"

Xin Pi, the rushing Yum general, sat on his horse, pointed at the monks in front of him with the spear in his hand, and shouted loudly. The three generals beside him had cold faces, and they didn't take the "Bronze Great Array" of thirty people from the Shaolin faction in their eyes at all.

Needless to say, Xuan Wu angrily raised his eyebrows in his palm, and said loudly: "Amitabha, the thief army without a way! My Shaolin faction is a place for Buddhism to cultivate, where can I tolerate waiting for the wilderness? If you want to wash Honghua Temple in blood, you need to pass the poor monk first. ”

"Hehe, what a self-defeating thief, rush me!"

Xin Pi gave an order, and hundreds of officers and soldiers rushed up, like a sharp arrow chasing the wind and hitting the bronze man array. Seeing this, the monks did not show weakness, and each showed what he could do and fought with them.

Don't look at the outnumbered enemies, these thirty monks are not as simple as they seem. The reason why this array is called the Bronze Man Great Array is not because of how complicated the changes are, but because the people in this group of formations have all cultivated a hard skill that is invulnerable, and ordinary blades can't hurt them at all.

After the general, Xin Bi clearly saw on the horse that the group of soldiers under his command had always been able to fight, but when they encountered the evil monk in front of them, they could not win for a long time.

What's more, in just a short time, dozens of casualties have already been killed, and it seems that the Shaolin faction in this river and lake really has some doorways.

"All the generals and officials, all flash aside, watch General Ben personally break him!"

The spear resists the wind, and the universe shakes. I saw this Xin Pi jumping high from the saddle bridge, stepping on both feet, and the treasure in his hand instantly drew a bloody path.

I don't know what method this person used, although the monks were brave, once they met the spear in his hand, the golden bell jar immediately broke the gong, but in a few rounds, many warrior monks have been killed.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the monk Xuanwu knew that this general must have a special ability, so he dragged his eyebrows to split the officials and soldiers in front of him, and rushed straight up.

"Oh, the thieves are rampant, look at the poor monk's stick method!"

With a broken drink, the stick carried a strong wind and swept from Xin Pi's head. The Yum general is not a vain person, and immediately turned the silver spear in his hand to the shelf.

The two objects intersected, and I felt a strong force in my hand, and my arms were sore.

At the critical juncture, how can you give in? Xin Pi's eyes were wide open, and the spear was circulating, wanting to smash Xuanwu's heart with a gun. Zhaoxing has been everywhere, stirring up waves of anger, so powerful.

Looking at Xuanwu again, Qi Mei Stick carried the Shaolin stunt, and turned around sharply, just like the long dragon going out to sea and knocking the gun out.

Following the pace of the futility, his body had turned to the back of Xin Pi, and while he was unprepared, he threw out a heavy stick. Seeing that he was about to succeed, he was suddenly intercepted by a big knife, and when he looked sideways, the three people who had gathered around the thief had arrived.

The current form changes instantly, even if the martial arts of the Xuanwu monk are still acceptable, with one enemy and four enemies, it will inevitably gradually fall behind. The house leak happened to rain overnight, and he seemed to be dragging a team attacking the mountain here, but this time it was not only this group of people after all.

At the same time, in the rear of Honghua Temple, Tian Fengzhuo, the leader of the kamikaze battalion, had already deployed properly, using Xin Pi as a bait to make a feint head-on, and he led a large group of men and horses to take the back road to suppress Honghua Temple.

As expected, after this plan was launched, the rear guard of Honghua Temple was empty, and it was taking advantage of his mind.

In order to avoid fraud, after reaching the top, Tian Fengzhuo quickly ordered the archers to set off rockets, wanting to force out the monks in the temple with fire and wait for work.

In an instant, the rain of arrows was all over the sky, the smoke was everywhere, and a good ancient temple holy place turned into a boundless sea of fire after this battle.

"Qiyu Abbot, the big thing is not good, the fire in the Tibetan scripture building is too big, it can't be saved, and there is no room left in this Honghua Temple. ”

"Alas, sin and sin, and go out with the old man to fight to the death with the official army!" Hearing this, the monks and monks of all sizes protected Abbot Huitong behind them, and with their blades, they came out.

"Hahaha, you and other thieves, this general is here to crusade by the Holy Decree of the Son of Heaven, today is the catastrophe of the Shaolin faction, kill me!"

The sound of fighting, screaming, resounded on the top of the Shao Room, for a time the struggle between the monks and the official army has reached a white-hot stage, it seems that this should come after all.