Chapter 105 Domineering Shaolin

As soon as Su Hao came up, it was the stunt of the Chongtian faction, a steel rod, but it was covered with dense thorns, at a glance, it made people frightened, and the cold air came out from above, which made people daunted. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Strange weapons, but everyone present recognized them, the cupola spear of the sky-rushing faction is just a weakened version, but it is also a peerless blade in the eyes of everyone.

Holding the spear in both hands, his legs were bent, like a sharp arrow, he roared forward, and his body rotated at high speed in the air with the spear full of thorns, the target was Liu Heng, or Zhao Haochen, as long as Liu Heng retreated to the right, he would naturally not hurt him at all.

As soon as he saw Su Hao take out this spear, Liu Heng knew that he had lost, so he was also a decisive person, and he hurriedly retreated, and a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes.

He lost, fought for several years, and today in front of everyone in the rivers and lakes, he lost, he was quite unwilling, but he was still helpless.

Su Hao carried the momentum of thunder and smashed into Zhao Haochen's head.

Just when everyone was about to get better, they saw Zhao Haochen's figure dodging, and retreated, and at the same time, the long sword in his hand was inserted towards Su Hao's forehead, and the action was so fast, it didn't take a breath, the technique was skillful, and it was breathtaking, everyone kept their mouths, but the words that came to their mouths were swallowed back stiffly.

Zhao Haochen stomped on the ground with both feet, rushed towards Liu Heng, and cut off his head with a sword, everything was between the calcium carbide sparks, and the two masters of the Desolate Yuan Realm were cut off by Zhao Haochen like chopping melons and vegetables.

The eyeballs on those two heads were still spinning and wide open, and they didn't know what had happened until they were dying.

"Shaft, dare!" At this time, the voice of the elder of the Heavenly Sect also reached everyone's ears, but it was too late, and the blood dripping on the ground was still gushing outward.

The elder's eyes widened with anger, his face flushed, and then turned purple and purple, and in the end, it was even more black and terrifying, but in the end, he still didn't make a move, and he endured it with patience, and only left a cruel word.

"You'd better die, otherwise, my Heavenly Sect will definitely teach you that you can't survive and die. ”

"The sky-rushing faction must take good care of itself, otherwise it will not be fun if someone destroys the door once. The undisguised mockery at the corner of Zhao Haochen's mouth almost made the elder faint.

At this time, a monk stepped out, closed his eyes, and then suddenly opened, a fierce aura suddenly dispersed, and the bright Buddha light surrounded him, like the king of Donkey Kong among the gods and Buddhas of the heavens, in order to kill and suppress all evils.

"Master Fang Hui!" Everyone saw this monk, some were happy, but more were afraid, Buddhism purified sentient beings and influenced the evil people, and this Master Fang Hui stopped killing by killing, killing was his means.

"Master, you have to be the master for us!" Beibei, the elder of the Heavenly Sect, who was full of faces, pounced on him when he saw this monk, and he looked heartbroken.

Fang Hui's eyes swept over everyone, and they all felt that they were being targeted by a demon, and unconsciously took a step back.

"Junior, you have killed many people, are you guilty?" Fang Hui's voice was like a flood of bells, shaking people's hearts, making everyone feel unstable, and at the same time, there was a loud rumbling sound in their ears, all of them were shocked, but they didn't expect Fang Hui's strength to go further.

"What does this have to do with you?" Zhao Haochen said lightly.

Fang Hui clasped his hands together, rolled the rosary in his hand, and recited a Buddha name, "There are many causes and effects in the world, red dust and chaos, and great evil, and I Shaolin have to take care of it." ”

Zhao Haochen sneered, a touch of disdain flashed in his eyes, and said, "Take care of it, then why didn't you take care of it when a few people killed me, and they died in my hands, so you have to take care of it? What is the reason?" ”

Fang replied with a kind sigh, and the ferocity in his body was even stronger, but he still suppressed it, and talked to Zhao Haochen calmly, "Did they kill you, but you killed the killer, sin, sin!"

Zhao Haochen seemed to have heard some nice joke, and asked coldly: "If I am really killed by them, will you care?"

The last four words exploded in Fang Hui's heart like a muffled thunder.

"Yes, I'll take care of it?" he asked himself, but he never dared to tell the answer he had in his heart.

In just a moment, Fang Hui came to his senses, his expression was cold, and the fierce aura around him was rolling and tumbling, and he looked a little annoyed and angry, "Junior, you have too much anger on your body, follow me back to Shaolin, abolish martial arts, and practice under the Demon Suppression Tower for eighty years, and I will let you go." ”

Shaolin Temple has always prided itself on the righteous path of martial arts, eradicating traitors and eliminating demons, this is their duty, including their disciples.

Although Fang Hui is full of ferocity, he can proudly say that he is the reincarnation of King King Kong, who crosses the world by killing and saving thousands of martial arts. He kills all demons, and all those who deserve to be killed.

Abolishing the cultivation and suppressing it for 80 years is also fair in his opinion.

However, the sneer on Zhao Haochen's face slowly turned into a wild smile, indifferent and uninhibited.

"Abolish martial arts and suppress it for eighty years?" old bald donkey, you don't have water in your brain, right?" his eyes were cold, "Eighty years, I have become a dying old man, and my whole life will be spent in your Shaolin, and then there will be more people to kill me, it will be easy." ”

"Besides, I'm angry, what's the matter with you, and it's about your Shaolin, I want to intervene in the backlash, don't you think Shaolin is the supreme in the world, so why don't you bend to the royal affairs?"

"If you can't provoke the imperial court, you can't control the famous faction, so you come to bully me, a martial artist with no background, with a face of bullying the soft and afraid of the hard, will it only show us?"

The martial arts cultivators around them all nodded, and they really didn't have a good impression of the so-called famous and decent Shaolin Temple, just because they were too nosy, no matter what they were, they all loved to intervene, and they put on a compassionate appearance all day long.

The murderous intent in Fang Hui's eyes was even stronger, and the fierce aura on his body was churning and jumping like a demon cloud, as if a demon god had descended, and he could no longer see a trace of Buddha light at this moment, "Since you are stubborn, then the old man can only do it himself, abolish his martial arts, and be suppressed under the Demon Suppression Tower forever, and he must not turn over." Lao Wei can be regarded as removing a harm for martial arts today, my luck, Shaolin's luck, and Wulin's luck. ”

Zhao Haochen shook his head helplessly, in the twenty-first century, he was not very optimistic about Shaolin Temple, and now it seems that it is not surprising, a group of demons with elm heads and full of benevolence and morality.