As the cold voice sounded, a Taoist with a star-crowned feather coat slowly turned out, and his cold eyes turned on the faces of the six monks, not angry and arrogant. It was Xiao Qianli, the head of the Pure Yang Palace.

Suddenly, the six fast horses roared, and at the same time stood upright, several warrior monks shouted one after another, each jumped from the horse to the ground, stretched out his right hand, and had already taken the Qi Mei stick behind him in his hand, and waited for it, staring at Xiao Qianli who was walking slowly.

The six monks saw that although this person was young, his appearance was extremely extraordinary, with a white robe and wide sleeves, out of the dust, and carrying a simple long sword as clear as autumn water, which was an extremely rare weapon at a glance.

That's all, this person walked step by step, but his breath was ethereal, vaguely integrated with heaven and earth, and the clear qi of the universe continued to flow around him.

What's even more frightening is that this person's whole body seems to be shrouded in a thin layer of mist, and when you look closely, you can see that the cloud seems to be composed of hundreds of millions of tiny stars, hazy, and extremely mysterious!

This person's cultivation realm is definitely a strong man in the world!

The six monks all came up with such an idea in their hearts.

As a Shaolin warrior monk, these six monks don't know how much tempering they have experienced in their lives, and they have keenly felt the powerful momentum exuded by the other party, this momentum is not innate, but after countless tribulations and endless battles, it is the most powerful!

The six monks held back the panic in their hearts, and the Muhai monk led by him strengthened his spirit, holding the eyebrow stick in his left hand, and saluting with his right palm, and said loudly: "Who is the benefactor? Why do you want to block the way of the little monk?"

Xiao Qianli said coldly: "This seat is the Pure Yang Sect Xiao Qianli, and the Great Ci'en Temple is burned by this seat, just now you want this seat to look good, and you want to see your means! Now this seat is here, what means are there, take it out and take a look!"

As soon as these words came out, the brains of the six monks "boomed" at the same time, and they were speechless for a long time, and they looked at each other a few times, and the fear in their hearts can be imagined.

"Sure enough, it was unbelievable behind it, it was just boring to travel, and I praised Haikou a few words in the chat, but I unexpectedly provoked this fierce god to come out!"

Several monks regretted it in their hearts, although these people were considered to be good in the younger generation of Shaolin Temple, but if these six people went to pick the Great Mercy and Grace Temple, they would never be able to do it.

I heard the rumors before that this master of Xuanmen named Xiao Qianli wiped out most of the main forces of the Great Grace Temple with one person and one sword, and burned the Big Wild Goose Pagoda and the Three Tibetan Courtyards, and the Great Mercy Grace Temple didn't even dare to let out a fart. Even though the Mahayana Ancestral Court is not as many masters as the Shaolin Temple, it is definitely not something that these six ordinary warrior monks can provoke.

Mu Hai didn't know how to speak for a while, and only after a while did he bow down and salute: "I have seen Xiao Zhangjiao, the words of the talented little monk are not inferior, I hope you will forgive me!"

Xiao Qianli snorted coldly and said slowly: "Forgiveness? I don't think it's necessary! This seat will not embarrass you, you will go back wherever you come from." I don't have time to make more friends with you juniors!"

The six monks were all happy at first, and then their faces changed, and they looked at each other a few times, and Mu Hai monk said to Ai Ai: "Xiao Zhangjiao, little monk...... The little monk is chasing the traitor of this temple, if he returns in vain, it is really ...... I really don't dare to go back to the temple......"

Xiao Qianli didn't bother to have a verbal dispute with these warrior monks, his right hand stretched out, and with a "snort", he drew a deep mark on the ground, and said in a deep voice: "Those who cross this line will be killed!"

The monks stared at each other, but saw that the other party just made a light stroke on the ground, and there was a thick crack on the solid official road that was several inches deep and more than three feet long. It's just that if you turn around like this, you will inevitably be scolded by the elders of the sect.

When the six monks were at a loss, suddenly Monk Muhai's eyes flashed, as if he had thought of something, raised his head in surprise, and exclaimed: "Dare to ask Xiao Zhangjiao, but for the sake of the traitor Mu Kong...... Deliberately stop us from waiting......"

One sentence immediately reminded the other five monks, and they couldn't help but feel emotional, staring at Xiao Qianli in amazement, and couldn't believe that the traitor of Shaolin Temple had actually attracted this Xuanmen power to intercept the pursuers in person.

Xiao Qianli didn't move, and said lightly: "So what?"

These simple four words suddenly exploded in the brains of the six monks, and Monk Muhai was shocked and angry, gritted his teeth and said, "Mukong...... I actually colluded with the Daomen, and I tried my best to explain him, and it was so ......."

"Hmph!" Xiao Qianli said coldly, "Collusion? Does this seat still need to collude with the bald donkey of Shaolin?"

I saw Xiao Qianli stroke the sleeve of his robe, and the Muhai monk was originally on guard, but suddenly felt a strong wind rushing towards him, and hurriedly waved his fist to block it, but where could he stop it? The sky-breaking true qi suddenly hit his cheeks, and with a soft "snap", his cheeks suddenly became red and swollen.

The six monks were furious, shouting and about to pounce, only to hear Xiao Qianli say: "A small punishment, only punish you for your exit, regardless of the severity." This seat has a word first, if you cross the line one step, there will be no mercy!"

"Don't be impulsive!" Mu Hai was dizzy by this palm, and when he saw that the five junior disciples were angry and wanted to rush up, he hurriedly shouted, opened his arms to stop everyone, and hurriedly shouted, "You are not his opponent, you will die in vain!"

He is the head of the six monks who came out this time, the oldest and the most stable temperament, knowing that these junior disciples are usually above the top and can't stand it. Although he was kind, he saw that this person did not lift his hands or feet, and he had more than two feet apart from the force of a splitting palm, and he had no power to resist. Such a wonderful martial arts cultivation, even if the six of them were sent to death, regardless of the pain in their cheeks, they stopped the five junior disciples to death.

Although the youngest monk Muyin was grabbed by the arm, he still struggled to step forward, and shouted: "Senior brother, you don't have to stop me, I just fought for my life, and I can't lose the reputation of Shaolin!"

A monk who was grabbed by Mu Hai next to him also shouted with a red face: "When will our Shaolin Temple be afraid of crossing the door? No matter how great his ability is, we will have a chance of winning if we rush up!"

"Shut up!" Mu Hai was afraid of angering Xiao Qianli, so he killed several juniors and disciples in one fell swoop, and couldn't help but feel anxious, and suddenly shouted, "Uncle Ming will be here soon, let's ask him to administer justice......

The six monks were pulling and pulling, Xiao Qianli sneered and looked at a few people, and suddenly an old voice in his ears slowly read: "Everyone in the world knows that life is short, and there is always time to waste fame and fortune; Amitabha! Lord Xiao Shi, the poor monk is polite!"