Remember https://., Twenty-four pure yang swordsmen in the foundation building period played against eighteen Shaolin warrior monks in the same realm, each forming a formation, fighting in the field, dusty, and the sound of killing shook the sky.

The heroes of the rivers and lakes who watched the battle had dispersed more than half unconsciously, sighing one by one, they came thousands of miles away with great interest, but finally returned defeated.

It's just that they are also on fire, it was originally hearsay, it is rumored that Xiao Qianli of the Pure Yang Sect challenged the Shaolin Temple, and he ran over in a hurry without distinguishing the truth from the false, but he didn't expect that this was actually a rumor. None of the two rumored sides said that it was a high-level duel.

The fight on the stage was inextricable, but Song Shujian and the Mingxing Zen Master were in harmony, and the two were talking in a whisper.

"Master Song, I don't know how the battle is going on those sides?"

"It's already started. Song Shujian chuckled, "My family is in charge of the magic tricks, and the other party really attacked the five major sects of Emei, Zhenwu, Kongtong, Southern Shaolin and Lingyin Temple. Several disciples of Chunyang have successively assisted Emei, Zhenwu, and Kongtong, and it is inconvenient for us to come forward in Southern Shaolin and Lingyin Temple, so it doesn't matter much. ”

"Oh?" Zen Master Mingxuan asked with interest, "These five sects are at least hundreds of miles away from Shaomu Mountain, how did Lord Song know?"

Song Shujian tapped his collar lightly and said with a smile: "Pure Yang Palace has its own communication method!"

The Mingxing Zen Master doesn't know why, but as the grandmaster of Song Shujian, he must disdain to lie about such a trivial matter, and he just secretly remembers the ability of the Pure Yang Palace to transmit thousands of miles.

He thought for a moment and then asked, "What if it weren't for these five factions?"

Song Shujian said with a smile: "Now that the Xuanmen is in the first line, in addition to the Pure Yang Palace, the five great avenue factions have the most prestige, since the enemy wants to disturb the Central Plains martial arts, he will inevitably attack these five factions, so the master of the sect has a helping hand among these five factions." As for the Buddhism lineage, from the north Shaolin to the south Shaolin and Lingyin Temple, although the rest of the temples have their own heritage, but it is difficult to be the important task of interpretation. ”

"And Luoyang ......" Mingxing Zen Master just said half a sentence, immediately stopped, and sighed, "Senior Brother Guangji has a big hatred, but I am afraid that he has entered the magic barrier, Luoyang White Horse Temple is now empty, the Buddha Gate is unfortunate, Amitabha Buddha——"

Song Shujian smiled slightly and didn't answer.

The Mingxing Zen Master was stunned for a moment, clasped his palms together and pronounced the Buddha's name, and said in a low voice: "Xiao Tanyue actually guessed the other party's movements?

Song Shujian smiled extremely mysteriously, and said slowly: "Where nature should be!"

The Mingxing Zen Master was stunned for a moment, then stroked his palm and laughed: "Master Song has the three flavors of Zen, when this battle is over, why don't you live in Shaolin for a while?"

Song Shujian shook his head with a smile and said, "When you have your own coils!"

The two chatted about the rise, but the stage has gradually divided the winner and loser, in the end, the Shaolin warrior monks have been practicing the Arhat formation for a long time, fighting to a small half an hour, several young swordsmen in Chunyang have gradually shown fatigue, the Dize sword formation is not running smoothly, and the three Shaolin monks have peeked out of the flaws, and they shouted loudly, stepped into the middle palace, and the three eyebrow sticks were picked flat, and suddenly knocked a swordsman to the ground.

The Dize Sword Array is created by the Song Shujian Shenwu spring, summer, autumn and winter 24 kinds of climate change, divided into four cores of spring, summer, autumn and winter, every six people guard a direction, life and death change, there is a great mystery contained in it. Now the swordsman guarding Xiaoxue's position has missed, and the direction of winter extinction is suddenly lost, and the remaining five people have no time to fill the position, and they have been cut apart by the Shaolin monks, and they are each broken one by one.

Song Shujian saw that the Di Ze Sword Formation was beaten to pieces, and he was not angry, but he just saluted to the Ming Zen Master, and chuckled: "In the end, Shaolin has a deep heritage, and the battle of Pure Yang Palace is convincing!"

The Mingxing Zen Master also shook his head and smiled bitterly, pointing at Song Shujian for a long time and was speechless, before he scolded with a smile: "This sword formation must have been created by Mr. Song, at most, it was only practiced for more than a month, so he hurriedly used it to fight." Pity me Shaolin Eighteen Arhat Formation is the essence of thousands of years of Buddhism formation, and it is still entangled for a long time, if the elite of the two sects is exhausted, it is not known who will die. Why are you getting cheap here?"

Song Shujian was stunned, and then laughed, the Mingxing Zen master was still smiling bitterly at first, and then he was also broken, the two looked at each other and smiled, and there was a sense of sympathy for each other welling up in his heart.

At this point, both sides stopped fighting a truce, and the Mingxing Zen Master didn't bother to come to the stage, and casually ordered a monk next to him to announce the results of the battle. The twenty-four swordsmen walked down in a gray manner, walked to Song Shujian's side with a twist, and looked at each other for a while, before a slightly older swordsman whispered: "Mr. Song, we have lost ......"

"Hmph!" Song Shujian straightened his face and said in a deep voice, "The way of martial arts is broad and profound, and there is no end to learning. You usually only practice on the Jade Void Peak, thinking that the world is the only pure yang, but you don't know how big this world is, and exquisite martial arts are emerging in endlessly. The Shaolin Eighteen Arhat Formation that you are fighting against today is one of the few top formations that are rare in this world, far better than the Dize Sword Formation that you have practiced these days. Now that you have gained knowledge, don't learn from those who sit in the well and watch the sky and are arrogant. Did you hear it all?"

Seeing that Song Shujian was not angry, the twenty-four swordsmen were secretly glad in their hearts at the moment, bowed and saluted in unison, and said loudly: "The disciple knows!"

At this time, most of the people watching the battle in the audience had already left, and the Guangji Zen Master hiding in the dense forest pondered for a long time, and suddenly changed color and said: "Oops, I understand!"

"What?" The black-clothed young man hadn't reacted yet, only heard Zen Master Guangji whisper: "Since Xiao Qianli guessed our movements, presumably the five roads have already been prepared, and now the sixth road is ambushed near Shaomu Mountain, with Xiao Qianli's person, how can there be no reason not to calculate?"

As he spoke, Zen Master Guangji spread out his body and rushed towards the outside of the dense forest.

The two of them came out of the dense forest one after the other, Guangji was so anxious that he didn't have time to say more, and said: "Quickly order the sixteen worshippers to rush to support, and it will change later!"

"Support, where is the support?" The black-clothed young man was still confused, Guangji gritted his teeth in anger, and shouted angrily: "Where else can there be? Your Sixth Road is now setting a trap in Songyang, and now the leaders of the two sides of the Buddha and Dao have not come in person, what is the ambush of the Seventh Road? Hurry up and order them to go to Songyang——"

The young man in black suddenly woke up, hurriedly took out a ringing arrow from his arms, and was about to throw his hand to shoot it, when his eyes turned around, and he was suddenly stunned.

"What are you still doing in a daze?" Guangji kept moving, and he caught a glimpse of the movements of the young man in black, and was about to scold in a hurry, but he couldn't help but follow his gaze, and when he saw it, he couldn't help but feel cold in his heart.

In the sky above the two, a surprisingly large golden eagle hovered, ://./11_11191/