The real enemy is not the masters of these factions.

Ning Buqi took the Gui Xinshu family and strode towards Shaomu Mountain, and on the opposite side, the great monk Hao Cong rushed towards him with a group of masters from major factions.

The old monk's internal strength surged, and the robe on his body had been swung up with strong energy.

With the running, the robe on the old monk's body began to take off, and suddenly, when it reached the front of Ning Buqi, the robe shot out instantly.

The originally soft robe turned into a divine soldier capable of cutting gold and iron under the deep internal force of the old monk, and swept towards Ning Buqi.

Shaolin secret magic skills, robes to subdue demons.

Like a magic weapon in the myth, the robe shrouded Ning Buqi, the old monk still did not carry the slightest, his hands stretched slightly, a trace of indifferent metallic color flashed from his hands, and then his two hands turned into two windmills and slapped towards Ning Buqi quickly.

Shaolin's famous palm, King Kong palm.

The two stunts are the best offensive stunts among the seventy-two stunts, and at this moment, the old monk is even more desperate to strike, but the power is much greater than usual.

Later, the masters of the major factions who followed the old monk looked at the momentum of the old monk's shot, and their eyes lit up violently.

This made them see more possibilities for war.

However, facing the old monk's two stunts, Ning Buqi's figure didn't even shake slightly, with his strength at this time, the ordinary people in the world of Lu Ding Ji didn't have much of a threat to him.

With his arm shaking, Ning Buqi tore the old monk's robe away, and then slammed the body of the old monk who came to him, and violently knocked the old monk away when the old monk slapped him with both palms.

The huge force made the old monk vomit out a mouthful of blood in mid-air, but, as the abbot of Shaolin, the old monk's cultivation is indeed amazing, even if Ning Buqi didn't deliberately hit a heavy hand, the force of this collision was enough to crack the mountain, however, the old monk was knocked away, although he vomited blood and was injured, he was not completely defeated.

The figure of the old monk froze slightly in mid-air, and then fell into the distance like a harrier turning over, and after landing, the old monk's eyes looked at Ning Buqi again.

"Don't pester with them, go up the mountain ......"

Bumped into the old monk, on the opposite side, the masters of other factions had also arrived in front of them, and the Gui Xinshu family was just about to catch up, but Ning Buqi opened his mouth indifferently, and there was still no pause at Ning Buqi's feet between words, and he continued to stride towards the mountain.

"Don't want to go up the mountain......"

It's just that Ning Buqi's words fell, and in the distance, the old monk had already rushed forward again.

Originally, he wanted to try to see if he could kill Ning Buqi, but now it seems that he can't kill him, so he can only die at the hands of Ning Buqi according to his master's orders.

"Dead ......"

Ning Buqi had just slapped away a few masters of various factions who rushed up at this moment, and suddenly felt that the old monk was rushing again, and his eyes suddenly turned cold.

Ning Buqi himself didn't plan to do more entanglement here, so he mainly focused on opening the way between shots, and did not deliberately want to kill, but the old monk's perseverance made Ning Buqi feel a trace of killing intent in his heart.

The figure was half turned, and on the side, the old monk had already rushed to the front, Ning Buqi's eyes were cold, and his arm reached out and grabbed the old monk's wrist, and then, the arm directly picked up the old monk.

"Give it all to me...... Roll ......"

The figure of the old monk slammed in front of him, Ning Buqi let go of his hand, and smashed it out with a fierce punch, and the violent power fell on the old monk's body like a high explosive, and suddenly, the human body wreckage and blood splashed all over the sky.

The human remains that were shot out by the powerful force pierced all the masters of the various factions in front of Ning Buqi like needles, and the blood mist that splashed out was contaminated with the bodies of the masters of the various factions in the strong wind, bringing a trace of coolness.

Most of the desire stirred by the Zen sound dissipated in an instant.

The terrifying information about Ning Buqi suddenly became clear in his mind again.

Such people cannot be fought against by martial arts alone, or they cannot be fought against by their martial arts.

"In addition to the Demon Guardian Dao, there is only death, the secret book of the sect cannot be dropped, the dragon vein belongs to the people of the world, and the treasures of heaven and earth are the ...... of the virtuous."

It's just that at this time, a deep voice came down from the mountain, and in the Zen sound, this deep voice seemed extremely elegant, with a feeling of recognition from the heart.

At the foot of the mountain, the masters of various factions were originally aroused by desire, and the blood-red eyes that had not completely dissipated at this time suddenly appeared a trace of confusion.

"Demon Destroyer...... Honor of the sect ......"

"The ...... where the virtuous live"

"Dragon vein, the people of the world, I also have a share in ......"

............

A crazy roar sounded, and at the foot of the mountain, the crowd that had calmed down boiled again.

"Go ......"

Ning Buqi's eyes were cold, his arm stretched out, and he grabbed Gui Xinshu and Xin Erniang, and Xin Erniang immediately pulled her son clearly, and with the fierce force under Ning Buqi's feet, the figures of the four people had jumped out dozens of meters.

At this time, it seems that there is not only the power of Buddhism, but also the power of Confucianism, the voice just now, is absolutely a response, and unlike the Confucian students in the small city, this is definitely an old character, and the masters of various factions at the foot of this mountain are much more difficult to agitate than those ordinary people.

At the foot of the mountain, as Ning Buqi pulled Gui Xinshu's family up quickly, the masters of the other factions immediately rushed to follow, but their light skills may be more subtle than Ning Buqi, but in terms of pure speed, they are far inferior to Ning Buqi's speed after the outbreak of frenzied violence.

On Shaomu Mountain, at this time, Fu Nan sat cross-legged in front of the Daxiong Treasure Hall with a calm face, and an old man who looked three points similar to Kong Yanzhi was standing beside Fu Nan.

"Master, are you ready, abandon the Shaolin thousand-year-old temple and exchange it for a grand future ...... Buddhism?"

The old man looked at Fu Nan with a smile and said.

"The eighteen layers of hell that Lao Wei has done at the moment, it's just that he still hopes that the donor will not forget the promise of the Kong family, and the balance of dragon qi in Kyushu must not continue to be unbalanced, otherwise, Lao Qu will fight for his life and ask the old donor of Kong Yanzhi for an explanation......

Fu Nan raised his eyes and glanced at the old man and slowly spoke, very calm words, but with extreme seriousness and seriousness, obviously every word in these words is the old monk's heart.

However, the old man next to him smiled faintly.

Human nature, no one knows better than his Confucian family, Hong Chengchou was still on a hunger strike to be loyal to the Ming Dynasty, and then what happened, he was not loyal to the Qing Dynasty.

When the old monk chose to cooperate with the Confucian family, the entire Buddhism was already pulled by the Confucian family to help the Qing Dynasty balance Taoism, which in itself was beneficial to Buddhism, so it was just natural to slowly smooth out some Buddhist principles.

With a flick of his wrist, an extra bamboo tube appeared in the old man's hand, and a small signal flare rose into the sky with a sharp sound, and on the mountain road of Shaomu Mountain, a man with a cold face suddenly rushed out of the roadside, and then disappeared into the middle of the masters of various factions who were still desperately chasing Ning Buqi, and a killing suddenly began.

At the same time, around the Shaolin Temple, countless men with the same cold faces and blades poured out, and then entered the Shaolin Temple from all directions, and in the central area of Shaolin, thick black smoke rose up, and the fire began to soar into the sky.