The Demon Lord entered the Shaolin Temple alone, everyone in the field was extremely surprised, the first reaction was to listen attentively, and only then did he put his mind at ease when he did not hear the sound of people and horses dispatching outside the mountain gate, and at the same time a thought arose in his heart: Is the Demon Lord looking for death?

It is true that although the Demon Lord is not as weak as the crown, his martial arts are already famous all over the world. But no matter how high the martial arts are, can they be higher than the Shaolin monks who have been holding the martial arts for hundreds of years? Especially now, there is an old Shaolin monk whose martial arts are beyond imagination!

Everyone is afraid of the Demon Lord, in the final analysis, they are afraid of the army under the command of the Demon Lord, if it comes to martial arts, let alone a single Demon Lord, even if the Wudang faction is a hundred-year-old Rui Zhang Sanfeng, I am afraid that it will not be able to make everyone in the world bow down!

For a while, everyone had an idea in their hearts: After the victory of the Demon King, he was so crazy that no one in his eyes thought that the Shaolin monks had been defeated and dared not resist, so he went up the mountain alone and put himself in danger!

Xian Yutong and Tang Wenliang, who had an agreement with Zhao Yu, were originally afraid of the old monk's extraordinary martial arts, and were about to go down the mountain to find the Demon Lord to discuss carefully, and when they saw him in danger, they couldn't help but shake their heads and sigh, and secretly said that the young man was too shallow after all, and he was arrogant when he got his will!

The Shaolin monks hated the demon lord to the core, but at this time, when they saw him walk into the mountain gate in a grand manner, and talk so disrespectfully, they were suddenly furious, and their eyes flashed with the fierceness of wanting to kill. It's just that there is an old-timer in the field who has been in retreat for many years, and he doesn't dare to be presumptuous, but his steps move quietly, isolating the retreat down the mountain.

The old monk had a pair of eyes as sharp as a falcon, and he looked straight at Zhao Yu, and let out an obscure and hoarse laugh from his mouth. He said coldly: "You are the devil of the soldier Shaolin? What a young doll, bold enough! I have been disturbed by your doll for thirty years of dry Zen and purity, since I am here, I will leave my life behind!"

As soon as he raised his arm, the black spirit snake poked out, turning into a wind phantom and rolling towards Zhao Yu.

Zhao Yu had already seen the ghostly methods of this old monk, and he had been on guard, and when he saw him raise his hand, he immediately retreated lightly. Although the old monk's internal strength is unfathomable, it talks about the subtlety and weirdness of the moves. There is no martial arts in the world that can produce the right of the Nine Yin True Scripture. Wanting to capture Zhao Yu with one move is tantamount to a dream.

The body swayed a few times in mid-air like a fallen leaf, and Zhao Yu avoided the whip shadow of the old monk that was difficult to catch with the naked eye, and landed on a pagoda. sneered: "What a violent old fellow." You don't speak clearly. and they will take people's lives. In the past 30 years of dry Zen work, I think it is very common. It doesn't make much sense to bother or not. ”

The old monk missed. With a slight "huh", he took back the black rope and looked at Zhao Yu a few times, and laughed instead of being angry: "The little devil who doesn't know whether he is alive or dead, it is the crime that deserves death, I want to kill you, of course, what does it have to do with temper! What about the big devil of your sect leader Yang Dingtian? He didn't dare to come to Shaolin himself, so he asked you, a demon cub, to make trouble, this courage is far worse than back then!"

Hearing the old monk's words, everyone exclaimed in surprise. The Demon Sect Leader Yang Dingtian has been missing for more than 20 years, and everyone in the world knows about it, but this old monk said this, which shows that he has not heard of the world for a long time. From the words, it can be inferred that this person should be a hard character who can compete with Yang Dingtian more than thirty years ago!

Zhao Yu looked at the old monk mentioning the name of Yangdingtian, and the resentment and anger on his face that could not be concealed surged, which showed that the hatred was quite deep, and he would not forget it for thirty years. He stood far away at the top of the tower and sneered: "What great killer weapon I am hiding in Shaolin, it turns out that I am a courageless person who has been taught by the Yang Sect Master for thirty years and cannot shrink! Your Excellency's courage is really admirable." ”

Kong Zhi looked at the old monk's angry expression, and couldn't help but speak: "Uncle Dujiao, the Demon Sect Yang Dingtian has disappeared more than twenty years ago, and his whereabouts are still unknown......

"What!" the old monk's face changed suddenly after hearing this, and then he surged with infinite sadness, disappointment and resentment, and after a while, he raised his face and laughed, but the laughter was desolate and lonely.

"Yang Dingtian, hey, Yang Dingtian!"

After laughing, the old monk's face turned pale, stared at Zhao Yu, and said in a deep voice: "Given by the heavens, our senior brother has been working hard for more than 30 years! This blood feud, how can he be put aside because his whereabouts are unknown! Little doll, you are young and have extraordinary skills, and you have always been very used in the Demon Sect. I'll kill you, and let's see if the Yang Dingtian can hold it and still can't shrink out!"

With that, he walked towards the pagoda, his eyes full of murder.

The pagoda is six zhang high, and Zhao Yu stands on the top of the pagoda and can overlook the entire temple. With a twist of his wrist, the gentleman's sword, which had not been used for a long time, came out of its sheath with a bang, and the blade of the sword pointed at the old monk and said, "Is it the Zen master of the Crossing Tribulation? If you want to kill me, you have to think clearly." To tell you the truth, I still have 5,000 iron cavalry and horses under the mountain, and I can set foot on your Shaolin at any time!"

When the old monk heard this, his footsteps slowed down, and he turned his head to look at the abbot of Kongwen. That round voice jumped out and said loudly: "Senior Uncle Ancestor, don't be intimidated by his false words! The disciples have already found out that the Demon Monarch Iron Horse has withdrawn dozens of miles away, how can they rush to save his life in a moment or three!"

Zhao Yu sneered: "Deploy troops and deploy formations, the art of war is strategic, how can you be able to understand this group of bald monks who only know how to worship the Buddha and recite scriptures! Chuzhou iron horses come and go like the wind, go and return, what can you do to me!"

As he was talking, an arrow suddenly rose from a few miles away from the mountain temple, and then suddenly there was a shocking "kill!" Thousands of elite soldiers and iron horsemen fired a sound in unison, resounding through the mountains and forests!

Hearing the roar of the word "kill", not only the Shaolin monks, but even the rest of the people in the rivers and lakes suddenly changed their faces. Xian Yutong and Tang Wenliang, who had an agreement with Zhao Yu, said in unison: "Demon Lord, how can you go back on your word!"

Zhao Yu smiled on the top of the tower and said: "Don't panic, the two of you will be in Chuzhou today, and only Shaolin will be investigated, and no innocent person will be harmed! I will let you go up the mountain so that you can see clearly the essence of Shaolin's unloading and killing of donkeys! It is all thanks to the mediation of your fellow Jianghu people that I am willing to temporarily withdraw from the army." You have saved the whole of this temple, how did they treat you? If you don't agree with each other, they will shoot and kill, not the son of man!"

When everyone heard this, they first looked at the old monk in fear, and then looked at the corpse of the disciple who had been whipped into two pieces by the fist of the eye, and a look of indignation appeared on their faces.

Master Kongzhi shouted angrily: "Xian Yu is in charge, Tang Sanye, it turns out that you are conspiring with the Demon Lord to embarrass my Shaolin!

Being accused like this, Xian Yutong and Tang Wenliang's faces became extremely ugly, and after a while, Tang Wenliang sneered: "The Demon Lord is right, you Shaolin rely on your own origins and inheritance, and you have always ridden on the head of your fellow martial arts practitioners to make a fortune! When you get the whereabouts of Xie Xun and the Dragon Slayer Knife, you want to hide it from the world! When you do this, have you ever thought about where the righteousness of the martial arts is?"

With the Chuzhou Iron Rider outside, everyone regained their courage and shouted one after another: "The cycle of heavenly principles, retribution is not happy, today we want Shaolin to taste the taste of being oppressed by the force! If we don't explain the matter of the dragon slaying knife today, we must not give up!"

Seeing that the Demon Lord reversed the situation in just a few words, Kong Zhi couldn't help but shout angrily: "Demon Lord, you are also a famous figure in the martial arts! What is the reason for bullying less with more than that! If it spreads out, it won't make the world laugh?"

Zhao Yu asked rhetorically: "Master Kongzhi's words, could it be that the more than 10,000 defenders in Dengfeng City are not considered human in your eyes?"

One sentence blocked Kong Zhi, his face was red, his chest rose and fell sharply.

The old monk raised his eyebrows and shouted: "Devil with sharp teeth and sharp mouth, what tricks can you play when you enter the temple! As long as you are captured and killed, any elite soldiers and iron horsemen will be scattered in a hurry!"

With that, his figure flashed, and he swept up the tower, and the black rope on his wrist suddenly rolled over.

Zhao Yu saw this old monk was shocked, and he thought that he was invincible, so he immediately fell down from the other end of the top of the tower, and circled the old monk around the base of the tower. His body is exquisite, and his breath is long, if there is a thought of only escaping, there are many buildings and monks in the temple to block, even if it is as strong as robbing the old monk, he can't help it for a while, and he is so angry that he screams.

The Shaolin monks saw that Zhao Yu was only bent on dodging, and the catastrophe could not be attacked for a long time, so they didn't know that he was deliberately delaying time. At that moment, the short-tempered emptiness monk shouted: "When this temple is dying and surviving, you can survive the calamity by capturing the Demon Lord! At this time, there is no need to talk about the rules of the rivers and lakes! Everyone will go up together, and you will definitely capture the Demon Lord!"

After saying that, he strode forward and stepped forward to jump into the battle group, but suddenly heard a chilling fist wind behind him, and it turned out that Tang Wenliang of the Kongtong faction attacked with a seven-wound fist.

On weekdays, how could he put Tang Wenliang in his eyes with emptiness martial arts, but now his mind was all on the battle situation, and Tang Wenliang took the lead without checking for a while, so he hurriedly retreated to deal with it, and shouted angrily: "Third Master Tang, you are bent on colluding with that demon lord! Could it be that you have been in the Kongtong faction for many years, and now you are going to abandon it!"

Tang Wenliang said in a deep voice: "What is the reputation of this faction, Master Lao cares. Today, as long as I know Xie Xun's whereabouts, I can't care so much else!"

Everyone knew that the success or failure of this matter was related to the temporary safety of the Demon Lord, and they couldn't help but open their mouths to support. Xian Yutong had already led the people of Huashan to retreat, and at this time he was also unforgiving: "Previously, the Empty Wisdom Monk also reprimanded the Demon Monarch for bullying more and less, and now the Void Monk said this again, it turned out that only the state officials were allowed to set fires, and the people were not allowed to light lamps!"

The Shaolin monks originally listened to the words of emptiness and were ready to rush up, but when they heard Xian Yutong's harsh words, their movements couldn't help but slow down. At this time, these people who came up the mountain showed their respective blades, and the two sides confronted each other.

Just as the situation was about to collapse out of control, a commotion and noise suddenly sounded on the mountain behind Shaolin. Not long after, a group of hundreds of people poured out from the backyard of the temple, these people were all dressed in Mingjiao clothes, and the leader was the Houtu Banner Banner Envoy Yan Yuan. Rushing into the field, Yan Yuan glanced around, and shouted to Zhao Yu, who was still swaying left and right to avoid the fierce attack of the crossing: "The chief flag envoy has already succeeded!"

After that, he dodged his figure, and the two people behind him walked up with a person with a blur of flesh and blood, it was the king of Yin Ye who had been captured by Shaolin for several months! (To be continued......