Chapter 271: Shaolin suffers

When the traceless son is far away, this is a natural Qimen formation but it is self-defeating, when he comes, he sees a bamboo forest secluded, intricately confused, if it weren't for Li Ang's attainments in Qimen Dunjia, I am afraid that I will not be able to enter the door, but at this moment, it seems that this bamboo forest is just an ordinary bamboo forest, and there is nothing surprising.

Li Ang didn't think it was strange, the so-called Qimen Dunjia, or the magic circle, is different from those fantasy immortals, only with the help of the right time and place, it has the effect of covering the eyes, and the traceless son himself sits in it, and there is the effect of the innate master hooking the heavens and the earth, so that it can have such an effect, at this moment, the time has changed, and the core of the formation has left, and it is normal for the formation to be dissolved invisibly.

Li Ang went forward, took a few steps out of the bamboo forest, the steps were not fast, and secretly returned to breath, although the traceless son and the ancient three links did not cause any substantial damage to him, everyone was measured when they shot, but I have to say that they fought against these two congenital masters one after another, and Li Ang's internal friction was not small, and he had long been unable to maintain his best condition.

However, the next thing was a little unexpected by Li Ang, I thought that someone would come out to continue to consume his strength and test his hole cards, but the subsequent part of the road was a smooth road, until Li Ang walked to this century-old temple, Li Ang had never seen a living person.

Even the Jinyi Guard, who had gone up the mountain with Li Ang before, chased after him, but there was no trace of anyone else.

Then they saw a hell! a hell of blood!

The original century-old temple has been in ruins at this time, and the solemn square where believers pray for incense is full of monks' corpses at this time!

Shaolin Temple, a Zen sect of martial arts, has been slaughtered by people at this time!!

And according to Li Ang's intelligence, the eight major factions in the rivers and lakes have already gathered here, and the martial arts conference will discuss how to deal with their own big devil, but before they can make a move, they have been killed cleanly, and they want to give birth to big heroes and heroes, and the idea of gathering the world's martial arts to bring forth the old and bring forth the new is self-defeating.

For a while, Li Ang also had a headache, who made the shot?

"Isn't it Zhu ignoring it, knowing that it's not my opponent and repeating the old tricks, absorbing the skills of these people to fight against me?"

"Commander, isn't the god already crazy?" asked one of the Jinyi guards.

"Crazy?" Li Ang sneered and said, "He won't be crazy if you are crazy, I have already discovered when I accepted the intelligence system of Dragon Guardian Villa, the rest of the system is just an empty shell, and there is only one person in the world who has the ability to eliminate this huge intelligence system invisibly overnight, and that is him Zhu Tiegus!" He just pretended to be crazy and kept quiet, but I also need a period of precipitation, everyone plans separately, I also want to see if he can surprise me, it's good to ask for a traceless son, but this is a big stupid trick to kill the world's heroes. ”

"What a ruthless method!" Li Ang looked at an angry-eyed Vajra monk on the ground, his upper body was knotted, his eyes were angry, and he couldn't close his eyes until he died, and the cooked copper long stick in his hand was actually pinched out of two handprints, and a Vajra Demon Subduing Divine Power had obviously reached the realm of transformation.

And it is such a master, and now it has become a body, and corpses like this can be seen everywhere, not only the monks of Shaolin Temple, the Taoist priests of Kunlun in Wudang, the nuns of Emei, there are so many people, and there are countless knights from all over the world.

Guiwu Si Jinyiwei has the files of martial arts people everywhere, and these dozen or so are the best among them, for those who have a certain reputation in the rivers and lakes, they are clear about the information of these people, and now they look at it, and they exclaim from time to time.

"White Ape Sword, Liu Santai, he learned swordsmanship from White Ape, his style is unique, he is a well-known figure in the Bashan generation, but you see that he has not been able to draw his sword until he dies, what a ruthless martial art!"

"Master Jing Xuan of Emei, I didn't think that even she was spared this time, although we have been fighting against martial arts, but our real intention is to hope that these high-ranking martial arts knights will no longer forcibly interfere in the lives of the people by force, or ignore the law, Master Jing Xuan is too virtuous and respectful, and he is also very supportive of our behavior, and when I went to Emei, Master Jing Xuan treated me very well, and he actually .......... Also ..........."

Shaolin Temple thousand-year-old temple, the house is continuous, but at this time almost every courtyard has blood stains and corpses, obviously after a very tragic fight, and finally the monks and people of various factions died, these corpses are mostly knife wounds, and there are traces of poison and hidden weapons.

"Governor, you see, these people are wearing Dongchang's clothes, and they are Cao Zhengchun's subordinates!" said one of them, pointing to a pile of corpses in the corner.

"Didn't Cao Zhengchun instruct his subordinates to kill all these people?"

Li Ang shook his head and said: "Impossible, Cao Zhengchun came to Shaolin Temple this time to use the strength of these people to fight against me, how could he be stupid enough to fight with them, besides, the strength of Dongchang alone is absolutely impossible to kill so many heroes in the rivers and lakes, you see, their position is obviously on the same front as these people, there should be another side of the manpower attack, Dongchang and them join forces to fight the enemy." ”

Leon came to a conclusion with a few simple words, then turned his head and walked on, and after a few turns, he came to an antique attic.

"Zangjing Pavilion! This is a forbidden place in Shaolin, and the masters of the idle rivers and lakes have never even seen it......"

A brocade guard wearing a flying fish suit exclaimed, swept in, he went to the Shaolin Temple to be responsible for the registration of the register, although the Shaolin Temple cooperated, but the most important place in the Shaolin Temple, he also had no chance to enter.

In the middle of the attic, an old white-eyed monk dressed in a brown novice costume sat cross-legged, his hands folded, and his breath was completely gone.

Li Ang stepped forward to take a look, gently touched the skin of the old monk, the texture is completely different from ordinary people, as tough as cowhide, although the old monk has passed away for a long time, but the body still has residual warmth, if it is not for the breath has been extinct, it is said that it is a living person and some people must believe it.

"When you die for a long time, you can still live your body, and you will inevitably cultivate Shaolin Yi Jin, and the two scriptures of washing the marrow to an extremely advanced realm, presumably he should be one of the foundations of Shaolin Temple, and the martial arts cultivation is not under the master of the end, but unfortunately it is not the opponent of the comeder. Li Angwu whispered to himself and turned his head to look around the Scripture Pavilion.