Chapter Thirty-Eight: Let Me Go
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Although the people in the martial arts are said to have good skills, they still can't resist in the face of a neat array of arrows, and these people in the evil path are rushed by a rain of arrows, screaming and splashing blood.
"There's an ambush!"
"What a vicious Shaolin Temple!"
"Retreat, go back!"
A shout continued to sound, this group of people just out of the Shaolin Mountain Gate, they suffered heavy losses, and hurriedly wanted to retreat in shock, but at this time they wanted to retreat, it was not an easy thing, the disciples of the Songshan faction were ambushed on both sides of the road, these people were full of strength, armed with martial arts, and they shot arrows much more ferocious than ordinary sergeants, and the continuous rain of arrows swept in layer by layer, almost without a moment's stop.
Many people let out a desperate howl, and in front of the Shaolin Temple, a thousand-year-old temple, it immediately became a Shura killing field.
At this moment, with a roar, a figure suddenly jumped out of the Shaolin Temple, borrowing strength from his feet, and in the blink of an eye, he came to the front, and a cluster of arrows was shooting out.
This person let out a long roar, the long sword was in his hand, and between the buzzing and trembling, clusters of sword light burst out, layer upon layer, and a sword curtain was laid in the center of the mountain road.
Clanging, clusters of arrows were all picked up by this person with the long sword in his hand.
There are very few people in the world who can have such swordsmanship, and what appears here at this moment is naturally Ling Hu Chong.
He responded to the rain of arrows with the broken arrows of Dugu Jiujian, which was just right, and the arrows were all hidden weapons, which happened to be restrained by Dugu Jiujian.
With Linghu rushing out, the casualties of the evil people immediately decreased a lot, and they fought and retreated, and after a short time, they all retreated into the Shaolin Temple, with a bang, the heavy gate was closed, and the archers of the Songshan faction were naturally useless.
"It's a good Linghu Chong, it seems that he has really learned the Star Absorbing Dafa - a body of internal injuries recovered, and Dugu Jiujian has also improved to a higher level, and the progress of these days is really not small. ”
Lin Pingzhi saw all this clearly in secret, especially Ling Hu Chong's shot in a short period of time, whether it was eyesight, swordsmanship, or strength, it was wonderful to the peak, he knew that this person was still like in the original book, he learned the star-absorbing method of letting himself go, and resolved a different kind of true qi, and now his strength has reached a peak state, otherwise even if he has Dugu Jiujian in his hand, in the face of that heavy arrow rain, it is impossible to deal with it so easily.
In a jungle next to the mountain road, Zuo Lengchan's eyes were gloomy, seeing Ling Hu Chong turning the tide with peerless swordsmanship in one fell swoop, although those people in the evil path were damaged, it was harmless, this was completely different from his plan, and he secretly hated it in his heart.
"Damn Ling Hu Chong, all the plans of this seat have messed up him. ”
Zuo Lengchan's heart was furious, the scene just now was secretly planned by him, in order to use the advantage of the bow and arrow to kill a group of evil people, not only to reduce the strength of the Demon Sect, but also to be able to establish his own majesty in front of the righteous path of the world, who knows that the harvest is very small, all of them have been destroyed by Ling Hu Chong, which makes him not angry.
It's just that those evil people have already retreated into the Shaolin Temple, and there are many of them, and there are many good players among them, Zuo Lengchan also has to stop fighting, and he doesn't dare to lead many disciples to kill it, otherwise the Songshan faction will suffer heavy losses this time.
In desperation, Zuo Lengchan had no choice but to let his disciples still guard the main road down the mountain, and wanted to trap this group of evil people alive in the Shaolin Temple, and he turned around and left, obviously to discuss countermeasures with other leaders.
Lin Pingzhi silently watched Zuo Lengchan leave, and also returned all the way back to Shaolin Back Mountain.
In the Shaolin Temple, a sigh of sighing, a group of unruly evil people in the few people have been clamoring, the road down the mountain is blocked, the Shaolin Temple is empty, even a Shaolin monk can not see, which makes them want to be angry and do not know who to find, the anger and annoyance can be imagined.
In less than half a day, these people were a little unable to hold on, some said that they wanted to kill directly down the mountain, no matter how heavy the losses were, they could not be trapped and died in the Shaolin Temple, and some were even more ruthless, directly shouting that they wanted a fire to burn Shaolin to ashes, even if they died, they could not make the Shaolin Temple better.
These people do a lot of murder and arson on weekdays, at this time when it comes to these sabotage, it is even more the head, fierce and ruthless, if it were not for the presence of Linghu Chong to suppress the situation, I am afraid that Shaolin Temple would have become a piece of ashes.
After Lin Pingzhi returned to the back mountain, he stayed by Mr. Mo's side, not leaving an inch, but he knew the danger of this trip to Songshan, and Zuo Lengchan was even more ghostly, maybe he would have to play some conspiracy.
There are all the heads of all parties here, especially the heads of the Wuyue Sword Sect, if there are one or two dead or injured, it will not be a little bad for Zuo Lengchan, and the power of his Wuyue and the faction's plan to obstruct it will definitely be weakened a lot.
After another period of time, the noise in the Shaolin Temple gradually subsided, and it became silent, and after a while, bursts of cheers came from the bottom of Shaolin Mountain.
"We're going down!"
"We're going down!"
The ghost crying wolf howl is nothing more than that, and the excitement in his tone can be clearly felt even from a long distance.
Zuo Lengchan was still sitting on the side with a gloomy face, but his expression immediately changed when he heard the words.
A disciple of the Songshan faction came to report that people from all walks of life who were besieged in the Shaolin Temple had appeared at the foot of Shaolin Mountain, and the meaning of this could not be clearer.
The siege plan was a complete failure, and these people had already sneaked out of Shaomu Mountain through a secret passage, and his arrangement by Zuo Lengzen was in vain.
"Master Fangzheng, what's going on? Those people obviously escaped through the secret passage of your Shaolin Temple, could it be that someone from your Shaolin went to ventilate and report the news?"
Zuo Lengchan's expression was gloomy and his face was not good, and everyone could hear the dissatisfaction in his tone.
Although everyone didn't say anything, their eyes with different expressions still fell on Master Fangzheng.
"Amitabha, the leader of the Left Alliance is too worried, Lao Wei didn't let people report the news, as for how those people found my Shaolin's secret way down the mountain, this Lao Ke is a little unclear, I think those people's lives should not be extinguished, I think this matter will end here, you can also follow Lao Qu to Shaolin to have a look. ”
Fang Zheng smiled, as if he didn't feel the coldness in Zuo Leng's Zen words, and stood up as he spoke.
Zuo Lengchan snorted, and didn't say more, this kind of thing, as long as there is no tangible evidence, entanglement is not at all meaningful, even if he has evidence, he can't put Fangzheng how, the strength of Shaolin Temple is not comparable to his Songshan faction, this Zuo Lengchan sees it very clearly, and it is precisely because of this, he is more and more enthusiastic about the merger of the five mountains, as long as the five mountains are merged into one, with the strength of the five factions combined, it can really be compared with Shaolin Wudang.
Everyone came to the Shaolin Temple to take a look, and sure enough, there was not a single person left in those evil ways, and the entire Shaolin Temple was empty.
Fang Zheng walked with a smile on his face.
"Amitabha, good, good, although these people are unruly, but in the end they have not damaged my Shaolin grass and trees, Mr. Yue, Lao Wei also wants to thank Shaolin for the kindness of your Linghu Shaoxia, if it weren't for him to restrain these are reckless people, I am afraid that this thousand-year-old temple will be turned into a scorched earth in one day. ”
Fang Zheng bowed deeply towards Yue Buqun, his face sincere.
Yue Buqun's face changed slightly, and he could only say a few words modestly, it was difficult to continue this topic, but on the other side, Zuo Lengchan sneered.
As soon as everyone walked to the front of the Daxiong Treasure Hall, Lin Pingzhi's eyes flashed, he was full of internal strength, and he faintly felt that behind the plaque of the hall, someone was lurking, and his mind turned around, as if he had thought of the identity of the person in the dark.
Almost at the same time, Fang's front color changed slightly, and his eyes fell on the plaque like electricity.
"Everyone who comes is a guest, so you don't have to hide your head and tail like this, right?"
The sound sounded, like the Buddha sound Zen singing, making people feel peaceful, this sound of drinking, seemingly simple, is actually a very superior internal sound skills, it is the Shaolin lion roar, now in the founder of the body, soft and thin, without the slightest sense of might, obviously his attainments in this kung fu have been superb, to a combination of rigidity and softness, yin and yang convergence of the realm.
"Haha, it is worthy of being the abbot of Shaolin, and he instantly gained insight into the traces of the old man, good, very good, Fangzheng, it seems that your Yijin Jing has become more and more refined over the years. ”
A loud laugh rang out from behind the plaque, and three figures leaped out.
An old man in Tsing Yi, with hair like ink, arrogant eyes, looking at everyone's eyes full of aggression, very terrifying.
This person is none other than Ren Yingying, who has just re-emerged from the rivers and lakes, the former leader of the Sun and Moon God Sect, and the people he followed are naturally Ren Yingying and Xiang Wentian, these three Ren Yingying don't say it for the time being, just let me do it and Xiang Wentian, it is a first-class master in the rivers and lakes, especially let me go, one hand absorbs the star Dafa - mighty martial arts, I don't know how many people in the martial arts talk about the color change, decades ago across the world, it is difficult to have opponents, this person is so powerful that there is no need to say more.
Xiang Wentian is the left envoy of the Sun and Moon God Sect, and the rivers and lakes are known as the "Heavenly King Laozi" is also a top master, and his martial arts are unfathomable.
"It turned out that Mr. Ren had arrived, and there was also an envoy to the left, Miss Ren, and the three of them came to my Shaolin, which was really full of brilliance and joy. ”
Master Fangzheng's eyelids jumped slightly, but his tone was still calm.
"Fangzheng, you are still so hypocritical, the old man came to your Shaolin, are you really happy in your heart?"
Let me do it with a cold smile, letting everyone see his arrogance and domineering again.
"Let me do it, you are still so arrogant until now, today I am waiting for decent masters, do you think you can still walk down Shaomu Mountain alive?"
Zuo Lengchan's cold voice suddenly remembered, his eyes flickered, and a heavy murderous aura surged out.
Over the years, the Wuyue Sword Sect has a great reputation, as the leader of the Wuyue Sword Sect, Zuo Lengchan is majestic, and he is even more undisguised for his killing intent, and he is also a bit of a backbone.
These two can be said to be old rivals, they had fought once more than ten years ago, and they met again today, and a heavily oppressive atmosphere immediately surged in the field.