Chapter 698, Shaolin Tribulation (6)
"Phew!"
All around, holding wooden sticks, one hundred and eight monks all had solemn faces, shouted in unison, waved the wooden sticks in their hands, and ten thousand sticks came out together, and one hundred and eight wooden sticks shrouded Shangguan's whole body!
Not afraid at all, Shangguan Ao's arms stretched out, and his whole body was suddenly wrapped in Haoran righteousness!
"Bump!"
Suddenly, one hundred and eight wooden sticks hit the air hood, and the air mask disappeared without a trace, and Shangguan Ao was safe and sound!
Washing the marrow meridian!!
Then, Shangguan Ao's eyes widened, and his body took a strange pose. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info
In the blink of an eye, Shangguan Ao's whole body was shrouded in blue light, and his true qi enveloped his whole body!
Behind it is a big Buddha with a blue glow!
The big Buddha handed out a huge Buddha hand and slapped it at the one hundred and eight monks!
"Broken!"
Seeing this, he clenched the wooden stick in his hand, the cloth clothes agitated, and one hundred and eight monks tied up their horses and shouted in unison, and the wooden stick in their hands swept!
In the blink of an eye, one hundred and eight true qi broke out, and the golden light flickered, condensing a giant Buddha in mid-air!
There were bursts of Buddha sounds in the sky, and the giant Buddha pushed out the Buddha's palm and greeted the huge Buddha's hand!
"Boom !!"
The two Buddha palms touched, the Buddha's voice was deafening, and the huge waves around were monstrous!
"Flutter!"
With the waves of anger blowing on his face, Shangguan Ao's body trembled, and he spat out a mouthful of blood, while one hundred and eight monks took three steps back in unison!
Even the black-clothed landlord of that day, who was trapped in the one hundred and eight Arhat array, was finally tied! And Shangguan Ao was only in the realm of a grandmaster, how could he be his opponent?
Wiping away the blood stains from the corners of his mouth, he glanced around and saw dozens of soldiers, but now there are only more than ten left! This encirclement and suppression of Shaolin has come to naught!
"Amitabha... Shangguan Ao, if you kill the senior brother in charge, you will be ambushed to you today!"
On the opposite side, the one hundred and eight Arhat Great Array is the Great Array of Protecting the Temple, which has never been cracked in a hundred years, and when he saw Shangguan Ao injured, Master Zhiming glared angrily.
"Hahaha! me? What a joke!"
Hearing this, Shangguan Ao sneered with a pale face.
After laughing, Shangguan Ao once again put on a strange posture and performed the Washing of the Pulp Sutra!
Before they could think about it, one hundred and eight monks immediately took up their horses, shouted in unison, and swept the wooden sticks in their hands again!
Only to hear the sound of the Buddha floating, such as the giant Buddha out of the Buddha's palm, facing the huge Buddha's hand!
"Boom !!"
The two Buddha palms touched each other and exploded violently, and a storm rolled up all around!
"Flutter!"
Spit out a mouthful of blood again, Shangguan Ao's figure regressed, and he escaped from the encirclement of one hundred and eight monks with his strength!
Today's defeat is a big defeat, and it is not advisable to stay here for a long time! Shangguan Ao stomped on the ground fiercely and fled!
"Poor Kou Mo Chase!"
Seeing Shangguan Ao fleeing, one hundred and eight monks were ready to chase, worried that Shangguan Ao would set up an ambush at the foot of the mountain, Master Zhiming hurriedly spoke out to stop it.
"Amitabha..."
Listening to Master Zhiming's order, one hundred and eight monks stopped and chanted in unison.
On the other side, he was fighting with Master Hui Ku, and because of internal injuries, he was at a disadvantage.
"Flutter!"
Seeing that Shangguan Ao was fleeing regardless of himself, he panicked in his heart, and was hit in the chest by Master Huiku's palm, and his face slipped back a few feet, spurting out a mouthful of bloody arrows.
"Hmph!
Standing firm, his eyes looked at Master Hui Ku with hatred, and with a step under his feet, he immediately shifted in an instant, and disappeared without a trace.
Seeing that he fled, Master Huiku's whole body was agitated, and he wanted to move in an instant and chase away.
"Hahaha! Master Huiku! Tell you a good thing! Grandmaster Absolute Dust has died at the hands of the landlord!"
Suddenly, at this moment, there was a sound of internal force in the empty sky, and when I heard this, Master Huiku stopped and stared at the old man's eyes!
Shocked in my heart, Xuan'er was killed by the owner of the black-clothed building?
Not far away, there were words in my ears, and the ghost mother-in-law opened her beautiful eyes and panicked.
Bastard him... He's dead?
Just as Master Huiku lost his mind, the fighting around him was also over, and these soldiers were all captured by the Shaolin disciples, but the Shaolin disciples were also killed and injured countless times!
"Uncle Taishi, what should I do with these soldiers?"
Coming to Master Huiku's side, with a worried look on his face, Juekong asked softly.
"Juekong, first detain these soldiers, and then inform the imperial court..."
After pondering for a moment, Master Hui Ku turned the Buddha bead in his hand and replied in a loud voice.
"Monk Hui Ku, it's not as good as this... These soldiers are all from the imperial court, and the Shaolin Temple is privately imprisoned, I am afraid that they will offend the imperial court... I also know General Cao, and I will inform General Cao to deal with this matter... How?"
Waking up from her trance, the ghost mother-in-law looked at Master Huiku with beautiful eyes and made a plan.
"Amitabha... In this case, then there is a benefactor of labor..."
Hearing this, Master Huiku folded his hands, nodded in agreement, and said a Buddha noise.
"Wisdom and bitterness monk, what the wicked man said... Is it true or false?"
Tapping Zhen's head, after a while, Emei tightened, and the ghost mother-in-law's beautiful eyes were full of worry.
"Amitabha... The words of the wicked cannot be trusted, Xuan'er will be fine..."
Stopping the Buddha beads rotating in his hand, Master Huiku sighed and said slowly.
Although he said such things on his lips, he was worried about Qin Xuan in his heart.
"Uncle Huiku, now that the black-clothed landlord is not dead, and the Shaolin Temple has been hit so hard, what should we do?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Master Zhiming came to him and asked softly.
"Juekong, this matter is very important, notify the six major factions in advance..."
After pondering for a long time, Master Hui Ku said in a loud voice.
After that, he looked at the ghost mother-in-law, and Master Huiku asked, "Female donor, do you know where Xuan'er is now?"
"Mix... The Peerless Dust Sect Master is now in the Imperial Palace of the Capital, don't worry, I will rush to the Capital immediately..."
Blinking her beautiful eyes, the ghost mother-in-law decided to go to the capital and personally inquire about Qin Xuan's news.
"Amitabha... The old man is going with you..."
With his hands folded, Master Hui Kuang suggested in a loud voice.
"Fringed girl, why did you suddenly come to Shaolin?"
Not far away, looking at each other with the tassel, as if in a different world, the affection in his heart was restless, and he screamed out of emptiness.
"Stay monk... I miss you... And here it comes..."
Beautiful eyes are wet red, although he is now the palace master of the Burial Flower Palace, but he is still not over the double ten, and he is a girl who has fallen into love!
"Amitabha..."
Seeing that Juekong and tassels are inseparable, it is inevitable that Juekong's Buddha heart will be broken again, and Master Huiku's hands are folded and he recites the Buddha's noise.
After thinking about it, Master Huiku's old gaze glanced at everyone, and said slowly: "Send the Shaolin disciples who have passed away to ascend to the Western Elysium..."
"Amitabha..."
Hearing this, the surrounding Shaolin Temple disciples sat cross-legged on the ground, reciting the mantra for their dead peers.
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