Seeing this, Taiyuan waved his left hand, and a whirlpool of rotating and twisted energy appeared out of thin air, and within three feet of his body, there seemed to be a layer of mist surrounding, with a muffled sound, and several punches hit him, straight like a mud cow into the sea, without a trace.

The world has shifted!

In the current realm of martial arts under Taiyuan, this Mingjiao divine skill has been deduced by him to an extremely profound level, and the originally imperfect seventh layer of kung fu has also been completed, subtle and mysterious, and the ingenuity of moving with strength has really reached the point of reaching the peak.

The fists of these elders of the Kongtong faction are fierce, but for him, they are just a breeze blowing willows, and they have no lethality.

As soon as his mind moved, his fist moved, and there was a loud bang, and the four of them screamed again and again, flying in the air, and falling to the ground was already more out of breath and less in breath, and they couldn't live when they saw it.

This move moved and flipped the strength of the fist, just as if they each tried their best to beat themselves with a move, with the ferocity of the Seven Injuries fist, the internal organs were immediately shattered, and the vitality was annihilated.

In just the blink of an eye, the five famous masters of the five elders of Kongtong died in the hands of the Taiyuan Daoists, and the bloody and tragic scene made everyone gasp, and they looked at the five corpses on the ground with shocked eyes, unable to say a word.

Taiyuan Daoist didn't care so much, leaned down, and probed a little at Guan Neng's chest, and a yellowed book fell into his hand.

With a sweep of his eyes, the four quaint characters of the Seven Injuries Fist Spectrum were on it.

This book is the Kongtong faction's mastery of the Seven Wounds Boxing.

"Sure enough, you still have this boxing book with you. ”

Nodding secretly, Taiyuan had a faint trace of joy in his heart, he had been famous for his Seven Injuries Boxing Skill for a long time, and he had long wanted to take a look, although Zhang Wuji also had it there, but as the leader of the Ming Sect, he was always embarrassed to let his subordinates hand over their respective martial arts secrets, this was not his style. It's different now, and getting this boxing book from the five elders of Kongtong can be regarded as justifiable.

In the early years, the Kongtong faction's seven-wound boxing spectrum was stolen by Xie Xun, and since then, this Kongtong school has been collected by the five elders of Kongtong, and they no longer dare to put it in the sect, for fear of being stolen.

"Isn't it too vicious for the Taiyuan Sect Master to act like this?"

Kong Wen suddenly roared, and several Shaolin monks around him rushed over together, their eyes were sharp, and their breath was drumming, surrounding the Taiyuan Daoists.

"Hmph, empty news, this seat has not troubled you Shaolin, you jumped out so quickly, this is to force this seat to do it!"

Taiyuan's tone was indifferent, the long sword in his hand trembled slightly, and the faces of the seven or eight Shaolin monks trembled slightly, and their expressions became completely vigilant.

"The Taiyuan Sect Master slaughtered fellow martial artists in my Shaolin, and today I am afraid that I need to give Lao Wei an explanation!"

"It's just a Shaolin faction, today I put the prestige on the head of the poor road, it's very good, it's very good, I'm going to teach you Shaolin magic today!"

Taiyuan is too lazy to talk nonsense with these monks, today's Shaolin style has aroused the anger in his heart, even if his sword intent is too ruthless, but it is not that he has no emotion, once he is angry, it is a shock, and the blood is like a river.

"Brothers, let's take action together, the leader of the Ming Sect has fallen to my Shaolin prestige this time, and I have to take action to subdue the demon today!"

There was a loud shout when he heard it, like a flood of bells, shaking the heavens and the earth.

Several old monks next to him proclaimed the Buddha's name one by one, with solemn faces.

The eight old monks of Shaolin who are empty characters are surrounded by Taiyuan Daoren, and they look like they are going to join forces to attack.

"What a shameless Shaolin monk, do you want to bully more and less?"

Yang Xiao and the others scolded angrily, their bodies shook, and they were about to step forward to fight.

"You don't have to do it, just watch the battle, if anyone makes any more noise, just do it!"

Tai Yuan's indifferent voice came, which calmed down several masters of the Ming Sect, and Sen Sen's eyes swept around the square, and many people in the rivers and lakes who were about to move saw this scene and suddenly withered.

Yang Xiao Fan Yaowei smiled at these people, they are all very famous figures in the rivers and lakes, although everyone was called the big devil in the past, but it is precisely because of this that their martial arts are superb.

There is such a group of masters around, although everyone is dissatisfied, but when it comes to really doing it, no one is willing to be the first bird.

"Kongwen, it seems that you have really decided to be the enemy of this seat, then don't blame this seat for being ruthless, and destroy your Shaolin Daotong today!"

Taiyuan snorted coldly, his eyes were like swords, Kong Wen and the others only felt that their faces were hurting, and that gaze was like substance, which was really amazing.

"If you want to destroy my Shaolin Dao system? Taiyuan Sect Master is too confident, right? My Shaolin thousand-year-old inheritance has never broken off the Taoist system!"

Kongwen's face was gloomy, as soon as his voice fell, outside the square, there was a burst of footsteps, and a group of Shaolin monks gathered, all of them were majestic and mighty, and their martial arts were not weak, they were Shaolin monks.

"Oh, then it's up to you to create!"

Taiyuan smiled lightly and said no more, as for those Shaolin monks, he didn't seem to see it, and he was not moved at all.

Boom, the strength roared, and Kong Wen and other seven or eight Shaolin masters shot together, each performing a peerless skill, and their breaths were connected, all of them killed the Taiyuan Dao people.

Suddenly, the majestic palm power, sharp finger power, have come, these Shaolin masters, each of them has a world-shocking mastery, Shaolin seventy-two stunts are at least proficient in two or three stunts, this time they join forces to attack, and the power is overwhelming.

In the center of the square, a misty golden light is surging, faintly seems to have Buddha sound Zen singing, and the Shaolin mastery of Kongwen and others is unfolded, which is really surging, like an Arhat in the dust, subduing demons and descending into the world.

With a flick of his fingers, the Taiyuan Dao people were drowned in the heavy attacks, the surrounding air flow was rolling, the potential was fierce, and they bombarded him layer by layer, and seven or eight of the top masters at that time besieged him, each showing his unique skills, even if it was a boulder, it would become powder under their bombardment.

"It's good to come!"

Taiyuan let out a long roar, a layer of misty blue light surrounded him, like a gang, like a sword, with a thick and simple momentum, in the face of the siege of many masters in Shaolin, he finally showed his strength to dominate the world.

The great master of the Innate Fetal Breath Realm, once it broke out, how powerful the force was, it was completely staged in this Shaolin realm today.

Hmph, a bleak and cold sword light suddenly appeared, the sound of sneering was endless, the green mangs were swallowed, the sword light was outstanding, and the power of the edge of cutting gold and jade was wantonly emanated, and the many strengths of many Shaolin masters were destroyed in the blink of an eye under such peerless sword rays.

Whew, take a long breath, the innate true qi is endless, between the operation of the internal breath, the huge power that was lost just now has been recovered, this process is probably just a few breaths of effort, the innate realm, the inner breath is complete, the supernatural power is self-sufficient, there is absolutely no danger of exhaustion of power, at least Taiyuan faces these people in Shaolin Temple, his innate true qi is enough to support it for a long time.

"How is this possible!"

Kongwen was shocked in his heart, and his complexion changed suddenly, although it was only an instantaneous battle, he could see the autumn in a leaf, and the peerless martial arts of the Taiyuan Daoist were enough to make him frightened.

Seven or eight Shaolin top masters besieged, the strength of which is huge, the internal force is strong, it is unimaginable, but even so, Taiyuan Dao people can also break their powerful tricks with a sword, what kind of magic power is this?

"Shaolin martial arts are just like this, empty news, karmic cycles, retribution is unpleasant, today I want you to know, your so-called Shaolin martial arts, how shallow it is!"

Taiyuan's indifferent voice sounded again, his body was longitudinal, moving and flickering like lightning, a long sword like a dragon, meandering and hissing, and in the blink of an eye, countless sword lights poured out.

I can't see clearly, I can't see it, at this moment, many Shaolin masters have bloodless faces.

The figure of the Taiyuan Daoist has completely disappeared, or the figure of the Taiyuan Daoist is everywhere in front of them, it is difficult to distinguish between the virtual and the real, and the speed of the Taiyuan Daoist at this moment is terrifying, unprecedented.

What's even more terrifying is that his sword moves are fierce and ruthless, and his moves are all killing swords, and the piercing edge goes straight to the heart.

As soon as the killing heart moved, Taiyuan attacked and killed with the sword move of the evil sword technique, this swordsmanship, the pursuit of the most ruthless killing, the murderous aura in it, unimaginable.

Fast as lightning, murderous as the sea.

Countless sword lights raged across the body, and the sound of gold and iron entering the flesh continued to sound, and soon there were several terrible screams.

The residual value is broken, blood is splashed, and the sky is full of blood.

Two or three breaths, just two or three breaths, the figure of Taiyuan Dao flashed, and the green shadow froze, appearing in front of everyone's eyes.

Looking at the battlefield just now, everyone was shocked.

On the bluestone-paved square, blood flowed everywhere, a mutilated corpse fell to the ground, and a thick bloody aura spread around, and everyone who saw this scene turned pale.

Only at this moment, except for the Taiyuan Dao people in the field, only Kong Wen was still standing, his face was pale, his breath was weak, and a deep sword mark on his chest was clearly visible.

In addition, all the other Shaolin masters have all died, and there are no corpses, either their limbs have been cut off, or their heads have been cut off.

"Demon, devil, Taiyuan, you devil, you really dare, really dare to slaughter my Shaolin monk!"

It took a long time for Kong Wen to seem to react, and with a sweep of his eyes, he saw the tragic situation around him.

Seven or eight Shaolin monks, each of them is comparable to the Wudang Seven Heroes, is a first-class master of today's martial arts, and all of them fell under the Taiyuan Sword today.

It can be said that after this battle, Shaolin's top masters were almost lost, what a terrible result.

Kong Wen didn't expect that Shaolin's lion slaughter conference would be such an ending, which made him feel too sad, and there was even more boundless fear in his heart.

"Empty news, do you think what Poor Dao said just now is empty words? This seat is the leader of the Ming Sect, and once he says it, he is as strong as iron, since you Shaolin dare to hold a lion slaughter conference this time, then you must be prepared for the destruction of the Taoist system!"

Tai Yuan's indifferent voice sounded faintly, but at this moment, a chill came out of the hearts of all those who heard his words.