Songjiang Mansion of Wu County, which governs the three counties of Huating, Kunshan and Haimen, corresponds to the Shanghai area in the world that Xiao Qianli is familiar with.

At this time, there was a river of blood on the beach, and there were no less than hundreds of people on both sides of the fight, one side was yellow-crowned and green-shirted, and the other side was wearing monk's robes.

At this time, the two sides had already fought a real fire, the waves were roaring, the clouds were low, the beach was full of blood, and the fierce atmosphere was everywhere, where did those ordinary people dare to get close half a step? Even the fishermen, who had been begging for a living at sea all the year round, sailed out of the shore early, knowing that the wind and waves were strong at this time, and they also ventured far away, and did not dare to get too close.

The two sides of this battle are both well-known in the local area - the Daomen side is the Dongyue Sword Sect not far from Songjiang, and the Buddhist side is the famous Longhua Temple, the first temple in Songjiang.

1,700 years ago, there was Maitreya descendant Baoshu Zen Master came here, saw the prosperity and prosperity, outstanding people, then took the allusion of Maitreya Bodhisattva becoming a Buddha under the Longhua tree, built Longhua Temple, several generations of development of incense, and gradually became the leading local temple and temple.

This move annoyed the original Taoist sect Dongyue Sword School, the two sides fought for hundreds of years, and finally lost a big defeat, even the Dongyue Taoist Temple was burned, and had to withdraw from Songjiang Mansion with hatred.

After several generations of cultivation and recuperation, the Dongyue faction took advantage of the general trend of the comprehensive revival of the Daomen to rise again, and finally started the battle to recover the ancestral industry.

The person headed by the Dongyue Sword Sect is tall, with a black face and black beard, and is holding a green steel long sword, which is an innate sword monarch who has entered the Tao with a sword. At this time, he launched with all his strength, borrowing the momentum of heaven and earth, stirring up the wind and clouds on the beach, and the two old monks on the opposite side retreated again and again, for fear of being twisted into it by his fierce sword momentum.

was expelled from his Taoist foundation, silent for more than 400 years, the hatred of the Dongyue Sword Sect can be said to be higher than the sky, this time it is also a good hand, it is bound to take revenge and regain the ancestral industry!

Seeing that the Daomen side had gradually taken the advantage, the monks of Longhua Temple gradually couldn't resist, and suddenly they only heard a loud sound of the sky cracking in the distance, and a firework rushed straight into the sky, dyeing half of the sky red like blood.

"What's going on? Whose reinforcements are they?"

The two sides of the battle on the beach involuntarily turned their heads to look, but saw a huge fleet of ships appear on the sea level, and the first three huge ships were extremely majestic, as if three small hills had suddenly appeared on the sea, and the thick masts stood in the clouds, which was daunting.

The battle had stopped unconsciously, and both sides of the monk and the Dao were dumbfounded when they looked at the huge fleet, Dayan was not good at water warfare, when did such a huge force appear on the sea?

As the ship approached, it was clear that the bow of the three large ships led by the ship was painted with a white cloud-shaped logo. Seeing this sign clearly, people of insight on both sides were secretly speculating: "Among the forces in the rivers and lakes, who is marked by clouds? Could it be that it is from an overseas force?"

At this time, this fleet of more than 40 large ships slowly stopped in the deep sea, one by one golden-winged blue feather eagles flew out of the boat, and hundreds of people took advantage of the eagles and slowly approached the beach, like a group of heavenly soldiers.

Three more huge eagles of astonishing size flew up from the bow of the ship, and the man at the head stepped on the back of the eagle, with a white beard and white eyebrows, white clothes like snow, and a long sword on his back, floating out of the dust. The two people next to him were masked with white cloths, revealing only a pair of cold eyes, although they had not yet landed, they unfolded a shocking aura, and both sides of the Buddhism and Taoism on the beach felt extremely strong pressure falling from the sky, and the depths of their souls trembled involuntarily, and those who were slightly weaker were already trembling all over their bodies.

The old man at the head had already seen the killing battlefield on the beach, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, and said with a smile: "A group of miscellaneous bald donkeys, playing tricks here. Heh, thousands of years, hasn't the dispute between Buddhism and Taoism subsided?"

The tall black-faced Daoist holding a long sword forcibly suppressed the panic in his heart, and said in a loud voice: "Poor Dao Dongyue Sword Sect Bichen, dare to ask which friend is here?"

The old man glanced at Bichen Sword Monarch, and did not answer, but stepped out of the back of the eagle in one step, and it seemed that an invisible wall of qi fell on the soles of his feet, supporting him to slowly pace in the air.

Bichen Sword Monarch was about to speak, but the expression on his face suddenly froze, his throat rattled, and suddenly a bloody arrow shot out of his chest, and his tall body fell down with a bang!

"Dongyue faction, haven't you heard of it-" The old man walked straight past his corpse with his hands behind his back, and chuckled, "Of the miscellaneous fish on this beach, you are the only one who deserves to be sent on your way by the old man himself!"

The two white-clothed men who were originally guarding the old man's side shouted loudly at this time: "Kill!" Immediately, the hundreds of people who were carved jumped off the beach one after another, and they couldn't help but say, and they pulled out their weapons and killed the general.

The Dongyue Sword Sect and Longhua Temple had been fighting for a long time, and they were already exhausted, but the forces that came at this time were recuperating, and their martial arts were far beyond those of the monks.

In less than half an hour, except for the white-clothed man embroidered with a white cloud pattern on his chest, there was no half of Buddhism on the beach, and all of them were slaughtered.

The beach, which had been in a fierce battle not long ago, suddenly became calm, and the bloody air had been blown away by the sea breeze, and only the whistling wind sounded.

The two sides of Buddhism and Taoism who were still fighting a moment ago, at this time, all the corpses were all scattered all over the ground, hundreds of corpses fell horizontally on the beach, and several monks who fled in panic did not escape far, and the corpses fell to the ground, and their whole bodies were frozen into ice.

These white-clothed men are obviously well-trained, carrying knives to patrol back and forth in the corpse pile, if there is a suspicion that they are not dead, they will immediately make up for it, and some people even use too much force, and the head of the corpse will be cut off by the neck with a single knife.

After inspecting the battlefield, the white-clothed men immediately divided into several teams and threw their bodies into the sea, while their blades were collected in one place. As for the gold and silver on the corpse, he disdained it and threw it into the water along with the corpse.

The big boats had already fallen to the rocks, and countless small boats were densely packed with supplies and equipment, like locusts, struggling to get closer to the beach. Just a batch arrived, and immediately returned to the deep sea, loaded supplies again, and set off.

One of the two guards strode up, bowed and said, "Island Master, the enemy has been cleared!"

"Hmm!" the old man just stood there quietly, doing nothing, not deliberately showing his strength, but also not deliberately hiding. But it is like the center of the whole heaven and earth, standing there, there is a proud momentum above the heaven and earth.

Almost at the same moment, Xiao Qianli suddenly stood up, his eyes were extremely deep, and he looked in the direction of the extreme east.

Guo Tianci, an old drunkard who was drunk and snoring in a bamboo forest, suddenly opened his eyes, but his thick eyebrows were tightly wrinkled.

Lazily leaning on the show, Gongsun Yao, who was caressing Yaoqin, tightened his fingertips, and a string "collapsed" and suddenly broke.

In the Zhizang Hall of Shaolin Temple, an old monk who was too old to see his age, holding a broom, sighed faintly, and said in a low voice: "Catastrophe...... Doom ......"

In the martial arts of the Central Plains, there are several characters, all of whom are earth-shattering bosses, who seem to have a feeling in their hearts, and they all look in the direction of the East China Sea.

And the old man in white smiled meaningfully, looked in the direction of the inland, and whispered softly, "Central Plains, the old man is back!"

"You ...... Are you ready?"

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