Chicken feathers all over the place

Chirp –

There was a whistle in the crowd, and then everyone saw countless sparrows flying out of the Shaomuro Mountain, a black patch, almost covering the sky and the sun, these sparrows seemed to be crazy, flapping their wings and flying desperately, and when they flew to the top of the woods, they fell countless black indescribable objects from their bodies.

"It's not good, it's the birds that poisoned it, withdraw quickly!"

The sergeants in ambush in the woods were none other than the Great Song Forbidden Army, some of them had participated in the battle of besieging Taihu Lake, and naturally knew how powerful this kind of bird droppings were, and their faces suddenly turned black, and they jumped left and right, for fear that these bird droppings would fall on them.

Although there were big trees in the mountains and forests, the attacks from the heavens were as dense as rain, and one or two bird droppings always fell on their heads and bodies through the dense branches and leaves.

Thereupon......

"Ahh

With the continuous crazy wails, mixed with all kinds of "poisonous" shouts, this group of troops collapsed for a while!

"Waste, a bunch of waste, isn't it just bird shit, what's there to be afraid of, it's all for Lao Tzu to stabilize. A toothed general commanded loudly, and he didn't know that he had a mouthful in his mouth, and he was scolding so dry that he swallowed his saliva with a bang.

"I'm rubbing, ahhh

I heard a pig-like scream, which drowned out everyone's wailing. When everyone looked back, they saw a general rolling on the ground with his abdomen covered, and after a while, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his intestines pierced through his stomach and died.

All the sergeants were shocked, and they all covered their mouths tightly, not daring to shout. Just run for your own life.

The group of heroes looked at this scene in a daze, no one could have imagined that not only the Shaolin Temple, but even the well-equipped and well-trained Great Song Forbidden Army was so vulnerable under the means of the Xingzhu Sect......

Terrible, this Ding Chunqiu, the stars are authentic, and it must not be an enemy.

The heroes are indifferent......

After a while, the iron-masked judge's lips opened slightly, and his voice trembled: "Old Immortal of the Stars, the mana is boundless......"

"Brother Shan, are you stunned, what are you talking about?" The old man of the Luoyang Golden Sword King family on the side looked at Shan Zhengdao in disbelief.

As soon as his words fell, he heard the sound of silk and bamboo from the side of the Star Sect, and then it was still a familiar formula, a familiar taste, and a familiar sycophant......

This time, among the people present, many people followed suit, and the scene was almost uncontrollable.

The attack of the Xingzhu faction did not end there, in addition to the trick of flying birds poisoning, there were other such as bun thunder, itchy powder, three corpse ointment, etc., but this time it was not aimed at the sergeant in the woods, but all the brains were thrown into the Shaolin Temple, and suddenly the temple was full of black smoke and miasma, and it was so chaotic that it could no longer be chaotic.

These poisons are not actually fatal, but they all have their own miraculous effects, some are specially designed to destroy buildings, one is stained and makes people stick to it, and then there are those that make people laugh or cry, and the most powerful kind of poison powder, developed by Mo Xiaolou himself, specifically to destroy the toughness of paper.

I only heard the rumbling behind me, and a dozen shirtless eight-foot strong men, each pulling a rope, pulled a behemoth to the gate of the mountain, which turned out to be a catapult for siege, and a few people from the Star Gate carried a large bag of pre-prepared poison powder on the grenadier.

"Sect Master, you're ready. ”

"Good. ”

With a command, the poison powder cannonball was thrown into the air at an extremely fast speed, and then exploded in the sky above the Hidden Scripture Pavilion with unerring accuracy.

On the three poles of the sun, in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, there are many small novices who have violated the precepts are being punished for copying scriptures, and they are ready to be lazy and doze off with the first breath, and the next breath, the classics in their hands will turn into powder. Where did the novices know what was going on, thinking that the Buddha had sinned, they kowtowed for a while, repented, and the sound of chickens flying and dogs jumping was endless.

When someone from the Shaolin Temple reported the situation in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to Xuan Ci, Xuan Ci couldn't stop trembling when he heard it, and he couldn't care about the image and pointed at Mo Xiaolou and scolded:

"Ding Lao Mo, you deceive people too much! The classics in my Shaolin Zangjing Pavilion are the painstaking works of the sages of the past dynasties, and now they are ruined, what else do we have to serve in front of the Buddha, and the old man will fight with you today. ”

Xuan Ci said this, but he didn't move, only caring about chanting the scriptures, but the disciples of the Dharma Academy, the Pranya Hall, and the Luohan Hall responded in unison, and roared: "Old Devil, I'll fight with you today." "Speaking of the momentum, he rushed up, and he had the meaning of not dying.

Mo Xiaolou frowned, his expression revealing a hint of helplessness.

Just when everyone thought that Ding Chunqiu would kill today, a person suddenly came out of the battle, but it was Li Qingluo, I saw her figure flash, and a clean and neat 'fuel heel' hit the lower abdomen, chest, and jaw of the first monk from bottom to top, and hit the big disciple of the Dharma Academy, who was eight feet tall and as strong as an ox, straight to the sky. After a while, it fell from the sky, and the two-hundred-pound strong man hung on the branches, and the clothes in front of him were all bursting, revealing the charred heart hair, and his head was drooping, presumably immortal and crippled.

Dead......

There was a dead silence......

Although the warrior monks who followed behind often heard Abbot Xuanci say that "women are rakshasas, evil ghosts, and fierce tigers", it was also the first time they saw the cruelty of women in reality, and they froze in place for a while.

"Hmph, what's wrong with bullying you, whoever dares to touch my godfather, I will send him to the western sky. Li Qingluo clapped her hands and snorted coldly.

"Haha, Qingluo's move to ascend the dragon fist has a clear eye, and she has finally gotten rid of the unbearable situation. ”

Mo Xiaolou smiled with satisfaction and gave Li Qingluo an approving look, Li Qingluo was still happy, but when she heard the second half of the sentence, the corners of her mouth twitched, and she secretly said in her heart:

Godfather, I've worked so hard, will you die if you praise me well?

Mo Xiaolou coughed twice, regardless of Li Qingluo's resentful eyes, he looked at Xuan Ci, and said righteously: "Since the classics in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion are so important, how can Shaolin Temple not copy and back them up." In my opinion, none of the books in the Pavilion were original, and they must have been kept in a better place. Not to mention, I destroyed your scripture pavilion today, just a small punishment and a big commandment. Just because you have ill intentions and want to establish a Buddha kingdom on earth, even if I punish the entire Shaolin faction and destroy your Tianzhu divine skills, I can't be wronged!"

As soon as the words fell, all the miscellaneous fish moved in their hearts. They have been able to climb and roll on the rivers and lakes for so many years, and they are naturally shrewd people, seeing that the old immortals are not targeting the entire martial arts, but just want to find trouble with the Shaolin Temple, they echoed one after another:

"Yes! Shaolin Temple has a bad heart, and the old fairy is trying to turn the tide. This time, we are on the side of the old immortals!"

"That's a good point! The previous incident of Juxianzhuang was that your Shaolin faction was playing ghosts behind your back. Hmph, if it weren't for the benevolence of the old immortals, I'm afraid that all the heroes in the world would die because of your conspiracy!"

"I think this time it's not just the old immortal who wants to bully you, but I also have to follow. Otherwise, wouldn't it be a small sight!!"

"Shaolin's self-proclaimed bullshit Taishan Beidou, my East China Sea faction has long been unaccustomed to it. ”

"Brothers, rush to Shaolin and destroy them!"

"Rush—"

"The old immortal of the stars, the mana is boundless!"

Just when the situation was completely out of the control of the Shaolin Temple, a voice finally came from outside,

"Amitabha. But I saw a person walking slowly from outside the temple, dressed in gorgeous clothes, carrying a golden sword, and his bearing was extremely graceful and luxurious.

Li Qingluo was stunned for a moment, his eyes kept wandering between the comer and Mo Xiaolou, and exclaimed, "Why do you look so similar to you?!"

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