The day is bright, the sun is shining, and there are white clouds floating for thousands of miles.

With a "squeak", the gate of Shaolin Temple opened, and a group of monks prepared for morning exercises. Unexpectedly, the two strange people called the monks without distinguishing their innocence, and broke into the main hall of Shaolin Temple, killing dozens of people along the way, knocking down and injuring more than 100 monks. "Bang-bang. The alarm bell of the Shaolin Temple sounded, which made those monks really nervous. This kind of situation is rare, the last time it happened was twenty years ago, when the Shaolin Temple was burned, only the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion and this bronze bell are still there, and now the whole temple can hear it.

Yang Ziyun heard the sound of Shaolin Temple, she had already thought about sneaking into Shaolin Temple to kill Li Qingtian and avenge his senior brother, so she quietly entered it.

The monks of Shaolin Temple hurried to the front of the temple from all directions, bringing weapons to resist the invasion of foreign enemies. Li Qingtian was awakened by the bell ringing while sleeping in the Scripture Pavilion, and he heard the strange ringing of the bell. Since he came to the Shaolin Temple, he had never heard such a fierce bell ringing during the day. He once told the monk Dehui Zhengda and the new monk that the fierce bell ringing was an alarm on behalf of the danger encountered by the Shaolin Temple. He dreamed of the two strange people who were going to sneak attack yesterday, and at first he thought that they had come to steal the scriptures in the Scripture Pavilion, but now it is estimated that those two guys are here to make trouble. He wanted to go out and have a look, but the door was closed again. If you could lock him up before, you can't get trapped now.

He hesitated for a moment, and then comforted disapprovingly: "I'm afraid that the two old monsters can still cope with those big monks, there is nothing to be nervous about, the noise is dead in broad daylight, and they don't let people sleep." But after a while, Li Qingtian fell asleep.

Dadan saw two people in the first seat who were extremely fierce and had the courage to be unstoppable. Moreover, they hated it so much that they were either killed or wounded under the palm of their hands. If you don't arrest the two of them as soon as possible, I am afraid that there will be more damage, so I rushed to help with a group of monks and said, "Shaolin Thirteen Sticks, set up a formation." ”

The thirteen young monks surrounded two of them and dealt with them carefully.

The old monster of the fire rock stepped forward alone and said, "Brother Jingbing, these thirteen little monks will let me clean them up, you can rest first." ”

Mr. Jing Bing was letting them see the truth and said, "Okay, don't be too cruel, be gentle with us little Buddhas." ”

"Yes, let's let them all see the Buddha, this should be the most gentle. The old monster jumped up and struck at the two monks in front of him.

The thirteen sticks came one after another, and Huoyan Zhenjun came up with a plan to attack the east and west, and began to dodge the pursuit and fierce attacks of these thirteen people. The thirteen sticks didn't hit the old monster of the fire rock, which made him even more unscrupulous and said: "I've had enough, let you see how good I am." ”

He leaped over the crowd, and a stick came at him, and he caught it with his hand. Suddenly, a flame shot out along the wooden stick, and the monk let go. The old monster of the igneous rock got the stick and swung it violently. With this swing, he hit one and snatched another stick in his hand, and then blossomed in all directions, sending the flesh and blood of the thirteen monks flying.

Mr. Jing Bing watched him easily break through the formation and said with a smile: "Brother Huoyan is worthy of being a master among masters. ”

Seeing that the fire monster had actually broken the thirteen-stick formation, Da Dan could only hope that another formation could play a role, and continued to use the trump card in his hand and said, "Eighteen Arhat formations." ”

At this time, eighteen golden-bodied Arhats flew from behind.

Mr. Jing Bing was itching, and couldn't help but say, "Brother Huoyan, you rest first, let me deal with them." ”

Mr. Jing Bing clenched his nunchucks and rushed over, although the eighteen arhats were golden and steel, they couldn't stand the successive blows of Mr. Jing Bing's nunchucks. These eighteen arhats surrounded Mr. Jingbing in a circle. They looked at this strange man with a pair of nunchucks, and they didn't dare to act rashly.

Mr. Jingbing wanted to rush out, and the eighteen Arhats formed a human wall. Stubbornly rushed several times and failed, he stood in the middle. The eighteen arhats in different forms rushed over and hit him in all directions. Mr. Jingbing roared angrily, waving his stick. Although these Arhats have hard bodies, Mr. Jingbing's skills are full of skill, and he beat these ten Arhats to the ground. At this point, the monks began to get nervous.

"Amitabha. "An old man came from behind.

He is the current abbot of Shaolin Temple, and he is followed by the so-called respected monks. When one of the colorless monks saw these two people, he trembled violently, and thought to himself, "Could it be that these two strange people are here to arrest me." ”

He didn't dare to show his face, so he stayed behind, letting those monks who didn't know what to do charge forward, in order to plan for the future.

The abbot raised his hand, asked the surrounding monks to temporarily stop attacking, and said: "Two donors, Buddhism is a quiet place, I don't know why the two donors hurt my Buddhist disciples." ”

"It was those little monks who were arrogant and unreasonable, and didn't let my two brothers come in to burn incense. It's okay not to hurt your disciple, but there is one condition. "The old monster of the fire rock looked at the old monks who came over, and one of them was the one who spared his life last time, and I think these monks are also people of no level.

Dadan asked, "What are the conditions?" ”

"This condition is very simple, that is, the abbot, you disappear from this world. The old monster of the fire rock pointed to the old monk who came towards him and said.

Master Abbot Huiwen replied, "How can people disappear when they are alive, that is not ....... ”

"Yes, you monks have offended us, don't you want to apologize for their sins and go to see the Buddha?" they laughed.

Huiwen couldn't listen to it and jumped up, and the old monster of the fire rock confronted him with a palm. Huiwen stepped back and went back to where he was, but his hands were charred black.

"Senior brother, senior brother. Hui Zhengzhong shouted at the same door.

Abbot Huiwen knew that these two people were deliberately challenging Shaolin Temple and said: "The two of you are so unreasonable to challenge my Shaolin Temple, Lao Na can't do anything." ”

He flashed forward, and it could be seen from here that the abbot's invisibility magic skill had just entered the Dharma. The abbot fought with them, and the abbot naturally suffered a loss with one enemy and two enemies, and the monks next to him also jumped up to help at the same time. A kind of cold light, a kind of fire light, a kind of Buddha light. Shooting at this scene, Jing Bing's nunchucks were destroyed by the monks.

He was very angry because this was the only treasure he was satisfied with, and he was not reconciled to be destroyed like this. So he wanted revenge, revenge on them. The monks and the old monster of the fire rock, Mr. Jingbing's martial arts formed an equal match, and no one could stop the other party's play.

The great monk hid in one place and watched, thinking, "If I help these two masters, then they will definitely remember me well." If these monks are all dead, I can be the abbot here, and I can dominate one side. So how can I fulfill my wish without arousing the wrath of the people?"

He thought that suddenly he had an idea, and he rushed over under the limited power of the opponent's power. However, after five or six moves with Mr. Jingbing, he was pushed back with a palm. Suddenly, his heart was half cold, and he was knocked to the ground, not knowing that this palm was so powerful. He could barely move, and he was like a block of ice, like he was going to freeze.

The old monster of the fire rock took the opportunity to slash through the air with one palm, and Huiwen used his body to block it when he saw that the situation was not good. Huiwen was turned into a pile of ashes by the fire palm, and he was disgusted when he saw it. He tried to escape, but he couldn't move. Dadan first instructed: "Senior Brother Huitong, quickly help the unattractive monk to get out of here." ”

Smartcom has long had the intention of retreating, but it just doesn't have a chance. At this time of great crisis, Hui Dao: "Okay, just listen to Senior Brother, Senior Brother, you have to be careful!"

He helped Bu Sehui to escape and said, "Go." ”

Li Qingtian heard the sound outside in the Scripture Pavilion, wondering what was going on. He opened the window to see that it was very quiet outside, and he looked at it for a long time, since no monk passed by here, even the monk who delivered the meal on time that day was late. Suddenly, he saw two monks appear, and he looked at them carefully.

He recognized the monk on his right as Huitong, who was also injured. He held on to another monk, who was more seriously injured, and he felt more and more that something was wrong. He couldn't open his mouth to ask. So, I had to wait for the two monks to go in before I came out to see what was going on.

"Ah! Shaolin Yijin Sutra," said Mr. Jing Bing, "they will die with us." ”

Mr. Jingbing gathered his strength to break through their defenses and confronted each other, and the wind and clouds were lightning and cold and warm. The most powerful monk of Shaolin Temple, Hui Zhengda, was also poured into his body by the cold air, and the monks seemed to be fried and roasted by the fire, Mr. Jing Bing was sweating, and the ice crystals on his head were also melting. And the fire on the head of the old monster of the igneous rock has also lost a lot of shadow, and there is a thin layer of ice on his forehead.

It turned out that the two sides were comparing their endurance, and after a while, Bao Gang ran over and said, "Uncle Shi, I'm too late." ”

Seeing that this was not good, Bao Gang jumped up and hit Mr. Jingbing with a stick. Who knew that Mr. Jingbing instead used the power of this stick, and this stick gathered all the strength of Baogang. Mr. Jingbing lost this power to the old monster of the fire rock, and the fire rock passed on the skill to the monster, and they came to a "borrowed force".

This allowed Hui Zheng to share the power of this stick equally with the monks, and they were also affected by the power of the Frozen Palm and the Fire Palm. A monk of Huihe died on the spot, and Yu or the great monk was also subjected to the Fire Palm and the Frozen Palm. Mr. Jingbing and the old monster of the fire rock laughed, and Bao Gang ran over and said with a tearful face, "Uncle Shi, I'm sorry for you. ”

Huoyan Zhenjun said: "Little monk, thank you for this stick." ”

Li Qingtian hid in a hidden place, and thought to himself: "Do I want to help, the immortal master told me to be in the most dangerous time in the Shaolin Temple, and now the abbot, Master Huizheng, ......." ”

Bao Gang angrily inspected the two of them and rushed over, and Hui Bo shouted, "Bao just came back. ”

Bao Gang hit him with a wooden stick, and Mr. Jing Bing and the Fire Rock Monster were coming up. But he had no fire, and his hand fire could not be lit. Bao Gang played the two of them to defend and dodge, they were gathering energy. After a while, Mr. Jingbing saw him come down head-on, and he struck three palms in a row in the air, but Bao just didn't have time to dodge and was hit.